<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744</id><updated>2009-02-21T09:00:25.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolution Society: Protagonist Unplugged</title><subtitle type='html'>Because Revolutions Start At Home</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-7828094280022886289</id><published>2007-05-18T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T15:32:01.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatal Blog Paradox</title><content type='html'>I don't blog much anymore because I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;If I have no life, why don't I have time to blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed my 23rd revolution around the sun today, and it was just like yesterday. The warden of my institution, the duty warden and the major wished me a happy birthday and I got a 96 on my First Aid test. I'm actually pissed off about the test, because we were all spoon fed the information and I did the test as quickly as I could so that I could finish before a friend of mine. In doing so, I made 3 simple/stupid mistakes and scored lower than many of the class retards. Ironically, the person I was racing got the same score. That shows us, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think I work with idiots. I miss working on shift where I at least could out perform half of my coworkers on a daily basis. Now, I have to wait until test time and we get so much Cliff's Notes review that everyone gets somewhere in the 90s. I got a 96 and it made me look dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; still be the top academic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am a Captain, the world will pay. Or at least the people I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother got engaged to the boyfriend that called me a cunt. I wonder if he'll make good on his threat to make sure I am never involved in another family event ever again. Since they are now engaged, my mother will again be M.IA. for my birthday. I don't *really* care, but it annoys me. I'm not happy they're engaged. Irritated at worst, soulless apathy at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going kayaking tomorrow at the Myakka River State Park. Hopefully Brittany will enjoy it.  When I go visit Maine I am kayaking the Saco River again. If you have the means and enjoy kayaking, I highly suggest the trip. It's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for my birthday TV dinner from Boston Market. Wee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-7828094280022886289?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/7828094280022886289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=7828094280022886289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/7828094280022886289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/7828094280022886289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2007/05/fatal-blog-paradox.html' title='Fatal Blog Paradox'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-116550519968247782</id><published>2006-12-07T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T07:27:16.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and stuff</title><content type='html'>Much has happened in the last several months since I have updated this blog. I started a LiveJournal to attempt to reconnect with old friends. Actually, it's just there in case of any major updates they feel like telling me, and since it's been about 3 years since any of them have spoken to me, I doubt I'll be rekindling my nostalgic youth anytime soon. I still have a MySpace which serves as my music search database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a new house that isn't actually mine and will be moving AGAIN in January. I hate moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new 2 pound terror running around the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7140/192/1600/130899/S5030348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7140/192/320/172264/S5030348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;house named Athena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought one of those Zune MP3 players. Very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also work for the Department of Corrections, now, so I might actually have something interesting to blog about in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-116550519968247782?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/116550519968247782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=116550519968247782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/116550519968247782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/116550519968247782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/12/updates-and-stuff.html' title='Updates and stuff'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-115090428575648795</id><published>2006-06-21T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T08:38:05.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtime</title><content type='html'>I title this "Downtime" as though I were a very busy person who finally has some time to spare tp update her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not true, I have lots of time.....just very little enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if I updated more often, Blogger wouldn't forget who I am even though I log in and request that they remember me for the next time I visit. Well, in order for me to update more I'd have to have something interesting to tell people about, which I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to know how poorly I am using commas to mark pauses in my thoughts as I type them. We all know Written English is different than Spoken English. I'm also not saying this out loud as I type, so I guess it's Pondered English. Anyway, my grammar sucks, but at least I haven't spelled half of the words wrong in this post. (I didn't even use spell check!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something interesting to happen. Fuck, why does the war need to be in Iraq? If it were in South Dakota, I could at least send frenzied messages about my fear of the fighting coming down to Florida. That Pulitzer stuff there. Throw in a picture of rednecks covered in napalm and I have myself a TIME cover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-115090428575648795?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115090428575648795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=115090428575648795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/115090428575648795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/115090428575648795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/downtime.html' title='Downtime'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114883915412277664</id><published>2006-05-28T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T10:59:14.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comcastic</title><content type='html'>I sucessfully completed my 22nd revolution around Earth's sun ten days ago. I would have told everyone about it, except I have been having issues with my cable internet since a few days before that 365th fateful rotation. I'm no computer genius, even though all the colors you see here are the work of my mad html skillz, but I know that when the lights on my Motorola Surfboard (hang ten!) Modem blink, it means something is fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fucked" being the scientific term for "friggen broken".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Comcast, because they own all the wires in the area which prevent me from getting Roadrunner, and asked them to help me. After a few diagnostic tests, which included unplugging my modem, turning off my computer, and telling me my modem isn't working, they scehduled a truck to stop by and fix my internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I have a level 37 Stalker who needs to get to 40 before Issue 7 comes out on city of Heroes/Villains so I can see all the new content. I also have a level 37 Defender to get to 50 sometime this year, because it's taken me a year so far.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while pondering all the EXTREMELY IMPORTANT STUFF that I was unable to do because of my broken interweb, Comcast called me back and told me the problem was fixed and that I should not have any more problems. For three days, things were good. Edik and Psychosus are halfway to 38. Online banking has resumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It broke again. I had to call them three times to get a guy out here to fix it, because the first two times, the guy came to the door and left a note saying no one was home. The first time, the guy came at 5:30pm when he was supposed to be here between 12 and 5, and the second time, I was sitting at home waiting and he left without knocking. FUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's fixed, you can throw me a birthday party and send me stuff. I need stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114883915412277664?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114883915412277664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114883915412277664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114883915412277664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114883915412277664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/comcastic.html' title='Comcastic'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114677334644616251</id><published>2006-05-04T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:09:06.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agnosticism's Irritation</title><content type='html'>"Faggot" is defined by dictionary.com as "1. A bundle of twigs, sticks, or branches bound together, 2. A bundle of pieces of iron or steel to be welded or hammered into bars. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This word was morphed into a slang term for a homosexual man. Faggot's most common use as a word is to insult gay men, despite the origin of the word meaning a bundle of rod-like things. What does this have to do with agnosticism, you ask? Plenty. The word agnostic was invented by T.H. Huxley and he defined it as "someone who disclaimed both ("strong") atheism and theism, and who believed that the question of whether a higher power existed was unsolved and insoluble." (&lt;a href="http://www.infidels.org/news/atheism/intro.html#atheisms"&gt;http://www.infidels.org/news/atheism/intro.html#atheisms&lt;/a&gt;). Since Huxley coined the term, it's difficult to argue with his given definition....but I am arguing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most agnostics piss me off, because they think they hold a nice, rational middle ground where they do not make any extreme claim for or against god/s. Many feel they are intellectually superior since they recognize that actually knowing if there is a deity of some kind is difficult, or impossible to discover, and that there may or may not be a god. This neuralistic position really irritates me. Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnosticism is a term for people who have knowledge of a supernatural power. Note the definition of gnostic and agnostic involves "knowledge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theism is a term for having a belief in a supernatural power, namely a diety. Note that atheism is the lack of belief in that power (the prefix a- meaning "without", so "without theism").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I argue that, despite the popular consensus that agnosticism is in between atheism and theism and that the three terms are mutually exclusive, that agnosticism is in a different category when describing belief in a diety;  a/gnosticism is not about belief, but knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A theist can believe in God, yet not know if God really exists. Agnostic Theist.&lt;br /&gt;An atheist can lacks a belief in God and not know if a god exists. Agnostic Atheist.&lt;br /&gt;An atheist who lacks a belief in God and claims to know no god exists, Gnostic Atheist.&lt;br /&gt;A theist who both believes in God and claims to know God exists, Gnostic Theist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The default position regarding deities is agnostic atheism. You neither know nor believe. When introduced with the concept of deities (or other supernatural beings), you automatically pick a side regarding belief or disbelief. If someone presents to you a biblical God story and you're not sure if you believe it, you're an atheist. There's no nice, cushy middle ground to avoid a title. Atheism is not a belief that agnostics feel they are above, and agnostics are not avoiding the stigma of nonbelief by saying they aren't sure. They've invented what they feel is a safezone between two extremes, and will avoid an extremist title at any cost, often utilizing the same fallacious arguments findamentalists do, making them seem silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atheism is not an extreme view. Agnostics like to think that because atheists have arrived at a conclusion, that they are closeminded to any contrary evidence (and even as closeminded as theists!). This simply isn't true. If anything, atheists have accpeted the lack of evidence as lack of evidence for God and nothing more. It appears that many agnostics cannot grasp this, and see it as atheists claiming that this lack of evidence absolutely proves there is no God. While some atheists do claim this, the agnostic titles should apply, and not the agnostic psuedo-category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to dissapoint, but you're one or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/rant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114677334644616251?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114677334644616251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114677334644616251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114677334644616251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114677334644616251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/agnosticisms-irritation.html' title='Agnosticism&apos;s Irritation'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114637495956070654</id><published>2006-04-29T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:29:19.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>No work today, or tomorrow. Well, it's technically Sunday right now, so I'll just say I had the weekend off. That's not likely to happen again for a good, long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DUN -NAH, DUH-NAH, DUN-NAH, DUN-NAH, BATMAN!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114637495956070654?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114637495956070654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114637495956070654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114637495956070654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114637495956070654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114572142705906399</id><published>2006-04-22T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T08:57:07.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Pet Bizz..</title><content type='html'>I learned a lot about pet food and what companies like to tell people about their pet food. Based on this, I have an easy to follow guideline on how to pick a food for your animal (focusing mainly on dogs and cats).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1&lt;br /&gt;Read a friggen book about your breed. It's good to know what the hell kind of animal you have before you start shoveling things down its throat. Books are a handy thing to have around in case you forget if Spot is prone to a sensitive stomach, allergies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule#2&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT buy your food from a grocery store. While a $10 bag of dog food might look too good to pass up when compared to a typical $20-$30 bag of 'premium' food, try to remember why you don't live on Ramen Noodles despite them being 20 cents a pack; they're not very good for you. Your steak isn't $1.99 per pound for nothing, you know. Quality meat costs money, and that's why most dog and cat foods in a pet store cost so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #3&lt;br /&gt;Ask your vet. They went to school for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this little guideline is because I was searching through some messageboards and found myself reading about vegans and their pets. Honestly, I don't think vegans should HAVE pets, since they're most likely to be PeTA freaks, and owning a pet would violate their faith or something. Anyway, vegans often try to feed their dogs vegan diets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentils and tofu for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What the fuck is a lentil, again?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114572142705906399?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114572142705906399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114572142705906399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114572142705906399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114572142705906399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-pet-bizz.html' title='In the Pet Bizz..'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114470146701373670</id><published>2006-04-10T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T13:37:51.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Observations</title><content type='html'>*There is absolutely no good frozen lasagna of any brand or type. The only good frozen lasagna is homemade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All of the jewlery stores in my mall sell the exact same pieces of jewlery in the same horrible price range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Boston Market makes a pretty decent line of frozen dinners, with the exception of lasagna. More to be tested, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lizards have been laying eggs in the cushions of my lawn furniture....which means they were having sex in my yard, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Supersoakers need to make a comeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fat free Jello is pretty good, as is Light Cool Whip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I don't think dieting on the above food alone will help me lose weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I just spilled pudding all over this keyboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I should probably stop eating at the computer desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Diets are bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114470146701373670?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114470146701373670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114470146701373670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114470146701373670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114470146701373670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/weekly-observations.html' title='Weekly Observations'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114348099323353373</id><published>2006-03-27T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:53:55.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Off</title><content type='html'>I cleaned a little bit today. Aside from knowing it would make my mother proud, I found at least four dollars in lose change on the floor, which makes the effort far more productive than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to take some pictures of my Patriots stuff. I did this mostly because I like the Patriots &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(coughborderlineobsessioncough) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and partly because I couldn't find enough Gir things to take photos of to rival Hunter's collection. My slippers are MIA and all I could find was a patch and 2 wristbands, which hardly compare to the action figures Hunter has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is being a bitch, so uploading the images may take longer than normal. I'll have them up when the upload feature stops being a cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/4472/s30100527kq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Blogger image upload wasn't working, so I turned to Imageshack.net, which was also sucking, but at least got the photos up. So there's some of my plethora pf New England Patriots items. Included are a wool Championship banner, a AFC 2003 champ hoodie, a Ted Johnson jersey, a Tom Brady jersey, a Drew Bledose jersey (yeah, I was a fan when they sucked in case anyone thought I was only on the bandwagon as of recently), a pair of Patriots boxer shorts, a 2006 AFC East champ T-shirt, a hat, a fleece pillow, a deflated balloon, a zippo, and two street signs reading "Patriots Fan Parking Only" and "Patriots Drive".  Not included are things like my first down foam finger, my calendar, another hoodie (which my girlfriend has), hair scrunchies, towels, pompoms, coffee mugs, drink glasses, and a bunch of other junk in storage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/6407/s30100537rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The reason why the other picture looks so crappy is because my digital camera has a feature to help focus pitcures of things up close and far away with the aid of a slider on the side. Since I have been taking a lot of pictures of my cat, the slider was on for stuff up close (as you can see here) and I always forget to change it for images like the above. Anyway, isn't it shiny and pretty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114348099323353373?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114348099323353373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114348099323353373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114348099323353373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114348099323353373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-off.html' title='Day Off'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114299957233231485</id><published>2006-03-21T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:52:52.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Offseason Pain II</title><content type='html'>Ow. Ow. Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Vinateri signed with the Colts. He'll be kicking those perfect field goals inside for a while, listening to Peyton Manning go on about his daddy and about how he might be able to win the Superbowl this year now that the Patriot Dynasty no longer exists.....and because Adam can now win his games for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Fauria is now a Redskin. My chatroom pals can laugh some more at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Brady had a hernia all season last season, and is pretty much falling apart physically. Not that these offseason moves have strengthened our offensive line any....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt this way after the Patriots got rid of Thompson and Thimpson in the offseason after the 96' Super Bowl. Of course, they lost that Super Bowl.....and hadn't been to one in ten years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now....we won't be back for another ten. Time to be a true fan and root for the Patsies again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114299957233231485?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114299957233231485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114299957233231485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114299957233231485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114299957233231485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/offseason-pain-ii.html' title='Offseason Pain II'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114231890534597620</id><published>2006-03-13T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:48:25.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://attleborotaekwondo.8m.com/Pictures/pic14a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://attleborotaekwondo.8m.com/cgi-bin/i/Pictures/pic14a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished writing an email to my ex-girlfriend, telling her a myriad of melodramatic ephiphanies, when I decided to Google myself. Why? I don't fucking know, it's 1:40am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I discovered the only known photograph of me during my marial arts years. I was always too nervous to have my mother watch me when I was a kid, and all other photos of me were destroyed when Hurricane Charley hit in Augutst 2004. Revel in my fearsome glory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/TKDtest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girl in the ponytail is me, age 13, at my belt test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114231890534597620?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114231890534597620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114231890534597620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114231890534597620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114231890534597620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap!!!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114231380971571709</id><published>2006-03-13T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:23:29.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Offseason Pain</title><content type='html'>I went through the Yahoo! news for the latest NFL offseason moves and I think I'm about to puke. The Patriots released Willie McGinest. Yeah....#55, the keystone of our defense, a franchise player that has been there for the New England Dynasty as a leader.....WE FUCKING CUT HIM. Why? WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salary issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I haven't felt this down about football since I went into Team Choice looking for a sign that said "Patriots Fans Parking Only" and saw that &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/sports/football/nfl/2005-02-25-law-released_x.htm"&gt;Ty Law's&lt;/a&gt; jersey was on the clearance rack, meaning that he, too, was no longer a Patriot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the offseason. We'd better win the Super Bowl this year, or I am going to have a right proper hissy fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114231380971571709?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114231380971571709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114231380971571709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114231380971571709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114231380971571709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/offseason-pain.html' title='Offseason Pain'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114142560928509249</id><published>2006-03-03T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T14:48:13.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Member</title><content type='html'>Computer finally arrived at 4:06pm. I've been adding things lime Win-Amp, City of Heroes/Villains and junk since I turned it on. Here are the pictures of my giant, black and blue bundle of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010049.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after I got it all plugged in and booted up for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010048.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010048.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010048.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the inside all lit up, with the second picture sans flash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114142560928509249?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114142560928509249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114142560928509249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114142560928509249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114142560928509249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-member.html' title='New Member'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114132853268464719</id><published>2006-03-02T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T11:42:21.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials and Tribulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that I need to prove to the Social Security Office that I don't owe them $11k dollars due to a mistake they made processing my father's fraud. I have to prove to them that they made a mistake. GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I need to organize The Nest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010043.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010043.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? My new computer comes tomorrow and I have to get everything ready. More pictures when it arrives. Damnit, I need to buy more batteries for my camera, too, so I can show before and after photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114132853268464719?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114132853268464719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114132853268464719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114132853268464719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114132853268464719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/trials-and-tribulations.html' title='Trials and Tribulations'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114067362182215306</id><published>2006-02-22T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:47:01.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I haven't posted anything new since the Super Bowl.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is because my life is boring and I haven't really done anything note worthy in the last two weeks. I did, however, order my new computer from &lt;a href="http://www.ecollegepc.com"&gt;eCollegePC.&lt;/a&gt; It's a spiffy new rig with many, many of the newest hardware items. Of course, I bought it for the blue lights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tweak.dk/test614/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While this is not an actual picture of my computer, it might as well be since I opted for this exact style case, and since you can't see inside of the case to see the customization I had done, this is exactly what you'd see if you were looking at the tower if it were sitting on my desk. I'll take pictures when it gets here, anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The order is expected to ship in 2-3 buisness days, putting the latest shipping date at Friday. I know that it will be shipped with UPS Ground (hey, it was free), so it should be here some time during my vacation next week.....but knowing UPS, it will be here during my vacation &lt;em&gt;next year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114067362182215306?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114067362182215306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114067362182215306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114067362182215306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114067362182215306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-i-havent-posted-anything-new-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113918331412949367</id><published>2006-02-05T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:48:34.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-Interesting Annectdote</title><content type='html'>I went to highschool with the Seattle Seahawks' &lt;a href="http://usctrojans.collegesports.com/sports/m-footbl/mtt/tatupu_lofa00.html"&gt;Lofa Tatupu&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go KP Warriors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113918331412949367?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113918331412949367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113918331412949367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113918331412949367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113918331412949367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/02/semi-interesting-annectdote.html' title='Semi-Interesting Annectdote'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113873424407169431</id><published>2006-01-31T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:04:04.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://universitas.uio.no/bilder/2003/19/19_anm._zeromancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="263" alt="" src="http://universitas.uio.no/bilder/2003/19/19_anm._zeromancer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bought the most recent (2004) Zeromancer CD from Sam Goody on Janurary 5th and is finally got here yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It rocks, it really does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm waiting patiently for the new album.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113873424407169431?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113873424407169431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113873424407169431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113873424407169431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113873424407169431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-bought-most-recent-2004-zeromancer.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113825044719771533</id><published>2006-01-25T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:15:22.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delivery Systems</title><content type='html'>Fuck them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a t-shirt for Giftmas before that magical date (the 19th of December) in order to recieve it before the holiday and wear it to work. In fact, I ordered it about 5 days before that magical date so that I KNEW I would get it before Giftmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not here yet, but the nice people at &lt;a href="http://wiztees.com"&gt;Wiztees.com&lt;/a&gt; nicely refunded my money without any hassle. They're cool. Cheap shirts with nice screen printing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a &lt;a href="http://www.zeromancer.com"&gt;Zeromancer&lt;/a&gt; CD (I fucking love Zeromancer.....almost more than I love &lt;a href="http://www.stabbingwestward.com"&gt;Stabbing Westward &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.thedreamingmusic.com"&gt;The Dreaming&lt;/a&gt;) from Sam Goody on January 5th. I got an email today, the 25th, letting me know my order has shipped and to expect it to arrive up to 14 days from today. It took them 20 days to ship my order and the fucking CD wasn't even backordered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my free 3 day shipping from Dell through UPS for my computer that ended up at like 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliver your shit when you say you will or don't promise a set delivery date! SIMPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113825044719771533?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113825044719771533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113825044719771533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113825044719771533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113825044719771533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/delivery-systems.html' title='Delivery Systems'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113790494098297665</id><published>2006-01-21T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T20:42:21.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida4Marriage</title><content type='html'>I got a lot of mail today, and none of it contained the Zeromancer CD I ordered from Sam Goody almost 2 weeks ago. It was mostly junkmail offering me credit cards, and considering the huge balance I have from this computer, I don't need another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get an interesting orange envelope informing me that the petitions I requested were enclosed inside its citrus-y pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right....those petitions....I requested....what the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return address said &lt;a href="http://www.florida4marriage.org"&gt;Florida4Marriage.org&lt;/a&gt; and I figured it might be one of those Human Rights Campgain type spin offs. I just got off of work, so I didn't think too far into it until I opened the damn thing and read the letter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/weird%20letter.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/weird%20letter.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/weird%20letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yeah, I know you can't really read that, so I've retyped some of the important parts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Florida Registered Voter,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yes. I am registered as an Independant. What can I do for you, my good letter sender? (And here is when I scan the top where it says "Florida4Marriage.org: Florida Coalition to Protect Marriage" and think 'ooooooooh. This should be funny.')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for your recent repsonse to our telephone survey and your desire to sign the Florida Marriage Protection Amendment Petition, that will legally define marriage in Florida as the union of one man and one woman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, so I should have asked what I could do for my good unsolicited letter sender. I don't recall any phone survey or ever wanting to sign a Marriage Protection Amendment Petition. The reason for me not remembering is likely due to the fact that neither event nor urge ever occured. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then the letter just goes into specifics about signing the petition and where to send it. Heehee, time to send some pizzas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florida4Marriage.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4853 S. Orange Ave., Suite C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orlando, FL 32806-6961&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We must do all we can to save traditional marriage, but we're quickly running out of time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bahahahaha! I'm not interested in saving traditional marriage considering it's not threatened in any way. The 60% divorce rate really shows the only thing that threatens "traditional" marriage is traditional divorce. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh, one more thing. I'M GAY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113790494098297665?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113790494098297665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113790494098297665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113790494098297665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113790494098297665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/florida4marriage.html' title='Florida4Marriage'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113746179943842336</id><published>2006-01-16T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T15:54:26.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate waking up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bought &lt;a href="http://www.explodingdog.com/shirtorder/hatewakingup/hatewakingup.gif"&gt;this shirt&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.explodingdog.com/"&gt;explodingdog.com&lt;/a&gt; the other day to combat my omnipresent gloom from the Patriots loss to the Denver Broncos on Saturday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also took some pictures of my cat, Gir, to put up against Hunter's cat, &lt;a href="http://hunter.gremlin.net/main/2006/01/i-made-this/"&gt;Zombi&lt;/a&gt;. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...yes, I take my frustrations with the world out on other people by challenging them to &lt;a href="http://www.kittenwar.com/"&gt;Kitten Wars. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010039.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010039.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is some strange person taking a photo opportunity while my cat tries to figure out how he was moved from his nice bed in the clothes basket where he had been sleeping 2 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When not sleeping in the clothes basket, Gir does like to sprawl out in other places, like the living room recliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When not sprawled out in the living room, Gir likes to pretend he's an armadillo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113746179943842336?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113746179943842336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113746179943842336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113746179943842336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113746179943842336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-hate-waking-up.html' title='I hate waking up'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113675458091801452</id><published>2006-01-08T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T13:09:45.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giants lose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/5047/Eli_Manning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/5047/Eli_Manning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, just pretend that Eagles player was a Carolina Panthers player, and you get the jist of the Giants 23-0 loss to the Panthers today. No playoff wins for Eli! Peyton is next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113675458091801452?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113675458091801452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113675458091801452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113675458091801452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113675458091801452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/giants-lose.html' title='Giants lose!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113653252308930204</id><published>2006-01-05T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T17:18:26.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeptical</title><content type='html'>I find it funny that Sylvia Browne, famous "psychic", still has work after her prediction that the miners killed in an explosion in West Va. would be found alive. While I have accepted that the general public is naive and easily mislead, I had held higher hopes that they would see a liar when said liar was caught in said lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visted the &lt;a href="http://www.randi.org/"&gt;James Randi&lt;/a&gt; website a little while ago to catch up on things, then decided to visit &lt;a href="http://www.sylvia.org/home/2000plus.cfm"&gt;Sylvia Browne's&lt;/a&gt; website for some giggles.....and man, where there ever some giggles. I read over her list of predictions for the next 100 years, starting in 2000 A.D. (which is what the link will bring you to) and had myself a good time spitting Mountain Dew across my computer desk. Her "predictions" are ludicrous. They're like saying it will rain in Florida this summer or that my car will still be a silver Rav-4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She uses a lot of big words that she obviously has very little working knowledge of, like #10's claim of using "molecular ionization devices" instead of knives to remove damaged cells during surgery. Since ionization involves molecules and not entire cells, I think these kinds of devices won't be used for surgery.....just like they aren't now. How can you seal a wound with ions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 "New exercise equipment that you sit or stand in, and it literally stimulates your muscles with electricity to achieve the same effect as physical exercise. " That's a great idea. I'm pretty sure EMS units have been around for a while, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 "There will be no US Presidency; our government will go back to a Greek Senate structure."&lt;br /&gt;You meant Roman. Easy mistake. You're a psychic, not a historian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 "Robotic houses, controlled by computerized switchboard."&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I saw that Daffy Duck episode, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22 "Medicine in pill form goes away; instead we have air-injected delivery through the skin."&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't mean the injection of air into the bloodstream, since that can cause an embolism and be extremely dangerous. T&lt;a href="http://scicom.ucsc.edu/SciNotes/9901/hurt/hurt.htm"&gt;his page&lt;/a&gt; shows a nice article on an "air injected delivery system" circa 1999. Remember, these predictions are for the years 2000 to 2100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26 "By 2055 most people will live in domed cities due to poor atmospheric conditions."&lt;br /&gt;Or, they'll live in Super Domes due to active atmospheric conditions in the Gulf of Mexico. That's what you meant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#32 "No separate governments, one planetary government will form.'&lt;br /&gt;Is that before or after we go back to Greek city states?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 "Atlantis will begin to show itself by 2023 and be fully visible by 2026."&lt;br /&gt;I hope she kills herself in 2023.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 "Peace in the Middle East will prevail by 2050."&lt;br /&gt;That should give people slightly more hope, since the average prediction of this happening is short of never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great time killer. Thanks, Sylvia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113653252308930204?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113653252308930204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113653252308930204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113653252308930204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113653252308930204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/skeptical.html' title='Skeptical'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113588942907801823</id><published>2005-12-29T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:50:29.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010055.jpg" 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/6797744-113588942907801823?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113588942907801823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113588942907801823' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588942907801823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588942907801823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/kitty.html' title='Kitty!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113588851635851555</id><published>2005-12-29T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:35:16.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee!</title><content type='html'>I just noticed that I made &lt;a href="http://hunter.gremlin.net/main/?page_id=12"&gt;Hunter's&lt;/a&gt; List of people she can stand to talk to. Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113588851635851555?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113588851635851555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113588851635851555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588851635851555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588851635851555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/weee.html' title='Weee!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113588843033581376</id><published>2005-12-29T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:33:50.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and all that crap</title><content type='html'>Giftmas came and went with typical anticlimactic sytle. I kind of miss the nice family gatherings we had before I moved to Florida, but then I remember that those nice family gatherings...well, were a front and a farse. My family down here may not get together as much anymore, but at least we're not lying to eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's okay. I always got shitty stuff, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work some insane shifts at work in the week prior to Giftmas, including the Eve Of. Honestly, I never thought I'd be working at this pet store for so long or that so many fucking people would shop there. The swarm of people lessened somewhat when Publix moved from next door to further down Route 41, but we still see a pretty steady turnout. Eve of Giftmas was no exception, and had we not required every employee to work that day, I'm sure it would have been far more hellish than it turned out to be. We had lines halfway through the store....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my nice little Customer Service Rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of people who think that the customer is always right. Those people "miss the good ol' days when people in stores did everything they could for you with a smile.". I miss the good ol' days when customers asked you nicely where something was, understood that sometimes employees don't always know why things get backordered, waited patiently for assistance if stores were busy, and didn't yell at you when something didn't go their way. Yeah, I miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did Customer Service become expected to be Serivitude to the Customer? I think it's nice when people greet me when I come into a store with a smile. I try to say hello (since I am pretty asocial and somewhat hard of hearing) back, because I know that employees are usually more than happy to help a customer that isn't in a bitchy mood. I might need their help, so I might as well be nice to them. People don't seem to grasp that, anymore. Be nice to your waitress, your cashier, your whatever. Their job is service, not servitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customers come into my store angry, distracted and apathetic. Sure, they are completely entitled to that, but there's no need to take your aggravation out on someone else. Why do you think customer service has gone to shit? It has because people have stopped showing the courtesy TO the employee that they expect FROM the employee. We can only take so much bullshit before it affects our work habits. Believe me, you'll get a better deal from a salesperson if you are pleasant than if you are a whiny cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Consumer Courtesy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Lines happen. Sometimes your purchase may not be as easy to complete in a timely manner as your Double Cheeseburger. Don't bitch about having to wait.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Mistakes happen. It's pretty easy to accidentally charge someone twice on a credit card or hand someone a $5 instead of a $10. It's typically simple to fix, don't bitch about it.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Ask nicely! You don't like your kids demanding things of you, and neither does anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Don't wave or snap or yell at employees from across the store. Go up to them and ask for their assistance. (Unless it's an emergency or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often forget that if they act like assholes, they get treated like assholes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113588843033581376?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113588843033581376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113588843033581376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588843033581376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588843033581376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-and-all-that-crap.html' title='Christmas and all that crap'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11018416870800724847'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>