<?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-13341535</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:44:56.999+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Blog Sucks presented by DJ Milhouse</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my eternal lament about the systemic cancer on society known as blogging. Why did I create a blog to lament other blogs? Have I somehow contributed to the cancer? well yes I have, as for the why, it will reveal itself in time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Me</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-113920888544074840</id><published>2006-02-06T17:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T17:54:45.453+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch this space.</title><content type='html'>Stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-113920888544074840?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/113920888544074840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=113920888544074840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113920888544074840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113920888544074840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2006/02/watch-this-space.html' title='Watch this space.'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-113672139264914204</id><published>2006-01-08T22:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T22:56:32.666+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember that emo promise? yeah Its broken</title><content type='html'>WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO TO WHOEVER TO DESERVE THIS PILE OF SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into a car accident. Yes im fine, yes everyone else is fine its cosmetic damage to the vehicles only. What happened was I was making a turn, someone turned out of a parking lot, the sides of our car met, then I lost control of the vehicle and went into oncoming traffic. Luckily I managed to get into a parking lot before I was hit. Then when I get home from this ordeal, I find out that my corp was robbed. Lovely. I replaced the isk stolen and the player is awaiting his stasis period before he is kicked. A petition will be filed since he admitted to being an alt and the GM team has said that the use of disposeable alts to avoid conciquences is an exploit. Im not hopeful. THEN I let someone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of this shit storm I am currently going through. I mean before I was like "it could be worse, it could be worse, it could be worse" but yeah fuck me. I dont see how it could be worse at this point. The waves of shit are coming so fast that I dont have enough time to catch my breath between them. I have this utter feeling that I am going to drown soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-113672139264914204?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/113672139264914204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=113672139264914204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113672139264914204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113672139264914204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2006/01/remember-that-emo-promise-yeah-its.html' title='Remember that emo promise? yeah Its broken'/><author><name>Me</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-113645908534365624</id><published>2006-01-05T21:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T07:09:25.280+11:00</updated><title type='text'>This time, without the Emo</title><content type='html'>Alright, I have made the determination that I shall not make another Emo post on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right with that out of the way, I managed to find a television channel showing the Rose Bowl, USC versus UT, Foxtrot Unicorn Charlie Kilo YEAH BITCH! Being a native Texan, I naturally wanted the longhorns to win. I watched, the first quarter was sad, for the first time this season UT did not manage to score in the first quarter, allowing the Trojans to lead. The second quarter rolls around and the Longhorns just explode. Their defense was all over the place, taking down Reggie Bush and Co just all over the field. The USC Quarterback (we'll call him Matt because I dont remember his last name) got two big wallops this quarter, lets just say he is going to think twice about running up a nice big hole in the middle. Vice Young the QB for UT is just abso-fucking-lutely amazing. His ability to elude tacklers reminds me of Nightcrawler from the Xmen. He runs into this huge blob of tacklers and people and you think, "Hes done, he isnt coming out the other side" and whammo there he is on the other side. Anyway, Vice Young has the ball, he is tackled, his knee is on the ground (dead ball, play done) but he laterals it to his team mate, who runs it in for a touchdown. The call is for a touchdown. The officals up the box know that its not, but USC DOSEN'T FUCKING CHALLENGE THE CALL. This was their first, and IMO biggest mistake. UT gets the kick off, the miss the PAT but the kick happens, touchdown is in the record books, and its unchallengeable at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALFTIME BIEOTCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we didnt watch halftime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Quarter, we just saw Texas start to get beaten on the defence, every point they made was answered with a touchdown by USC, and its looking really grim. We hit the fourth quarter USC is having their fun with texas at this point and its really looking bad. a pass is thrown to one of USC's wide recievers he catches it, two Texas defenders try to take him down and end up colliding in a very nasty collision (made nastier by Hi-Def TV ;)). There is a very long period as the trainers are trying to assess these players. One of them gets up and goes to the sideline. The other is removed from the game with possibly a broken arm. At this point USC is up by a 12 point lead, and I wrote Texas off as donefor. They were having cramping problems, and then one of their defenders just possibly broke an arm, they're looking done on the Defence category, which means for all intents and purposes, they're done in general. USC kicks off to texas, texas returns, they play through for a touchdown. The gap is now down to 5 points. Texas' defense takes the field, and I get prepared to watch them get walked all over. I have no idea what that coach said to those players, but whatever it was, it was the baby jesus of motivational speeches, Texas' defense was playing like we saw in the second quarter, just all over USC, eating them up. They force a 4th and Out. Texas Offense takes the field with just about 3 minuites left. They have a bit of trouble getting started, but at 2 minuites left, after a 3rd down play, that left them in a 4th and Short situation, a penalty is called on USC. Incidental Facemasking (which looked pretty intentional to me tbh), 5 yards, conciquence: first down Texas. That was USC's second big mistake and the nail in their coffin. The next play is a nice quick pocket pass to get a first down, the guy catches it and is VERY OBVIOUSLY on both knees when he gets tackled and the ball comes out (IE its a complete pass and not a fumble) however it was put under Offical Review because the officals in the box were having equipment trouble, they found in the favor of Texas because it was blatently fucking obvious and one would have to truly be blind to not see it. Because of this Offical Review, they added 7 seconds onto the clock taking it up from 57 seconds to 1:04. UT finishes going up the field to a 1st and 10 situation, with about 18 yards to the touchdown. First play, toss, up would be a touch down, the guy doesnt manage to pull it in (technically there should have been a pass interferance on USC called here because he shoved the reciever before he was even near the ball but meh). Second play, tries a run up field and they gain about 3 yards making it a 3rd and 7 with about 15 to go to the Goal line. Third play, tries another pass play that very nearly gets picked off. At this point im screaming "STOP FUCKING WITH US!" because its frustrating. Then I saw what might be the most dramatic moment in any football game that I've ever seen, deserving of its own paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince Young, on a 4th Down and 7yds to a first, 15 to the touchdown takes the snap and he starts scanning the field. USC starts to come in with a left sided blitz, Young sees him coming and tears off down toward the right side, he hits the Line of Scrimmage, and does a fake pump pass, it fools one defender into looking. He runs and pushes, and crosses the Goal Line with 23 seconds left in the game. Touchdown Texas. I FREAKED, there was much rejoycing in this home. Texas 39, USC 38. Texas gears up for a 2 point conversion. They obviously want to be a fieldgoal ahead just incase USC gets within Field Goal range on their next (admittedly short) drive. Vince Young takes the snap and just powers up the middle and ends up with the 2 point conversion. Texas 41, USC 38. The clock is at 19 seconds at this point. USC comes out and they try really hard, their first play nets them a first down with Reggie Bush running out of bounds to stop the clock at 8 seconds. The second play gives it to Reggie Bush, by the time he is taken down, 00 seconds are left. Texas is the new NCAA National Champion. They killed a huge USC winning streak in one of the most dramatic games of football I've ever witnessed, I just wish I could have been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Score:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texas 41&lt;br /&gt;USC   38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Lead Changes: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MVP: Vince Young (I don't know if its offical but yeah he was definately the MVP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiesman Trophy Winner: Reggie Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet all the Hiesman voters who put Vince Young as second place are reconsidering now that they saw Vice Young's performance at the Rose Bowl. It just goes to show that such awards should not be given out until AFTER all the Bowl games are played. I think that Vince Young's performance would have definately netted him the trophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very happy and very proud Texan today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-113645908534365624?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/113645908534365624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=113645908534365624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113645908534365624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113645908534365624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-time-without-emo.html' title='This time, without the Emo'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-113541117967688361</id><published>2005-12-24T18:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T18:59:39.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a man?</title><content type='html'>What is a man if he acts like an ape?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot act like a man?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot be a father?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot be a husband?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot be a lover?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot feel?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot speak?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot hear?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot smell?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he cannot taste?&lt;br /&gt;What is a man if he plans to escape but never does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am made of nothing more than thick glass. If you hit me hard enough. I do shatter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-113541117967688361?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/113541117967688361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=113541117967688361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113541117967688361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113541117967688361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-is-man.html' title='What is a man?'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-113411116724059492</id><published>2005-12-09T17:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T17:52:47.256+11:00</updated><title type='text'>People do not deserve me</title><content type='html'>As arrogant and fucking pretentious as that title sounds its true. 90% of the world dosen't deserve my presance. Chances are if you read this and know me you do deserve my presance (Including you Cheza). Anyway yes, I hate people. I am taking an indefinate break from eve-radio because of people. Both in the ER Community and in IRL, mostly IRL but yeah. I fucking hate the world right now and I wish that everyone I don't care about would drop fucking dead. I am tired of people, especally people who feel like they need to control other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told today that I would take pleasure in ruining somebody's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they're right and I'm a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you world, I hope you choke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-113411116724059492?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/113411116724059492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=113411116724059492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113411116724059492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/113411116724059492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/12/people-do-not-deserve-me.html' title='People do not deserve me'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-112796602740712570</id><published>2005-09-29T13:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T13:53:47.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD DAMNIT FINE</title><content type='html'>Here is your god damn update you moochers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway im better now and thats good. Honestly I just havent been feeling very funny and or critical lately so I havent posted an ebil criticism of some poor, poor person's blog. Btw my children are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is incredably spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im gonna use this update to introduce you peoples to some AWSOME music. So theres this guy named Mark Lanegan, he was the lead singer of The Screaming Trees, and he is a frequent guest lead vocalist with Queens of the Stone Age. He has this wonderful album out called Bubblegum. Now Bubblegum is not the name for this album this is seriously dark shit. Someone said "Its like Tom Waits if Tom Waits wasnt so cheery and wanted to kill people" and thats a pretty fair discription. The Songs themselves range from surreal descriptions of being bombed out of your mind to meditations on death. It drops you in and dosent really let you go. Now as to what type of music it is, thats a hard question. I mean it has rock influences but it also has heavy folk influences so I guess its folk rock, if folk rock wasn't so cheery and wanted to kill people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'll be announceing an eve-radio contest sometime soon. lets see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-112796602740712570?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/112796602740712570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=112796602740712570' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112796602740712570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112796602740712570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/09/god-damnit-fine.html' title='GOD DAMNIT FINE'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-112695707558573046</id><published>2005-09-17T21:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T21:37:55.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>When life throws you a curve ball</title><content type='html'>So the day I leave for my vacation I feel a slight tickleing in my throat. La-di-frikin-da no big deal right? 24 hours later I am struck down with a full blown head cold. Stuffy head and absolutely ZIP in the way of energy, which sucks when you're visiting one of the greatest natural wonders on the planet (3 guesses as to what that is mates). I buy myself some medicine and basically sleep for two days and I start to feel better and we start our way home and I slowly realise along the trip my full blown nasty head cold hasent gone away. My head cold is migrating, as always, transforming into a chest cold. Thor angry, Thor's chest hurts :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-112695707558573046?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/112695707558573046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=112695707558573046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112695707558573046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112695707558573046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-life-throws-you-curve-ball.html' title='When life throws you a curve ball'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-112633842497517439</id><published>2005-09-10T17:31:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T17:47:04.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy shite!</title><content type='html'>So anyway Im sitting on $1.56 per litre for petrol and holy crap its hurting its hurting bad. Someone gave me this lovely little &lt;a href="http://users.qldnet.com.au/%7Ecolabus/shell21.jpg"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; illustrating that at the moment a litre of petrol costs more than a litre of coca-cola! So thusly I have decided its time to get a hybrid this in and of itself presents a series of logistical problems that I will have to overcome. For example the number of types of hybrids on the market is so low that you're limited in choices, but more specifically for me the number of hybrids that can safely seat more than one passenger is limited so more or less im in a big ARGGG! state. I could get a prius with its lovely 4.4L/100km fuel economy and it will seat my family but really I think I can do better than 4.4L/100km but I havent finished my research on it. Honestly I guess im stuck paying the disgusting petrol prices for now. Hopefully I can get myself a hybrid soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of this rant I must point out that I am going on a much needed vacation and will be afk for at least a week maybe 2 depending on the gals. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so long and good day my friends and I hope this tides you through till I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-112633842497517439?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/112633842497517439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=112633842497517439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112633842497517439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112633842497517439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/09/holy-shite.html' title='Holy shite!'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-112574247255685423</id><published>2005-09-03T19:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:14:32.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>An inspired update</title><content type='html'>Wow. This update was inspired by miss Sara (aka Cheza) who asked if I was EVER gonna update again. She checked my blog from a terminal in LAX. THAT is fucking dedication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont have anything to write about, I guess I havent felt bloggy lately. There are a lot of you with a lot of questions and while each one does demand a sort of answer. I refuse to give them. Why you ask? because its just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im gonna complain about something. Stupid people. By stupid people I mean people who build cities below sea level on coast lines. Really this may make me sound like an insensative cock but honestly people, blow the levies and let the sea have New Orleans. Yes its tragic but it was also inevidable. Only the truly arrogent believe they can master nature. I do feel for the familys who have lost a loved one, I mean I have gone through it, but please for the love of all that you love, dont rebuild. It'll only happen again in a matter of time and then more people will die and more loved ones will be lost. Someone I went to school with, he was an engeneering student said to me once, "Even the greatest engeneering achievement is just a house of cards. Given the right circumstances even the most well-engeneered building in the world will tumble." We dont need to help this process along by building them below sea level in hurricane prone areas. I know what you're thinking "But Milhouse New Orelans is a historic city we cant just let it go!" yes we can, and we should. It is something that will happen inevedably no matter what we do, period end of story. Its the way of the world, and sort of the same thing as "We're killing the enviornment". Yeah bull, here's the thing, the earth survived for the vast majority of its existance without us and NOTHING we do can destroy the enviornment because the enviornment is constantly changeing, basically we're killing ourselves not the earth. The earth is a resilient thing it will continue to exist with or without us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the earth dying. I've been catching this show called Odyssey 5. Its a really good science-fiction show based on the premise that 5 astronauts on the space shuttle odyssey see the earth blow up in 2007. While they are up there with about 9 hours of oxygen left a being who calls himself The Seeker shows up and sends their consiousness back in time 5 years (because thats the best he can do), and they now have 5 years to stop the destruction of the earth. Its this amazing sieries starring none other than PETER WELLER. Yes kids, Robocop himself, aged about 20 years but damn he looks good for his age. The rest of the cast is basically made up of unknown actors and actresses such as Sebastian Roche, Christopher Goham, Leslie Silva, and probably the most well known Lindy Booth. This is by no means complete but damn the cast works well together with Weller playing an old texan pilot who says what he thinks when he thinks it, he is the epitome of a throttle jockey, not knowing how his plane works but knowing how to MAKE it work. His son played by Goham is in the unique position of being a 22 yearold trapped in a 17 yearold's body and he plays the part well and has subtle little allusions to this fact, such as when his girlfriend (played by Lindy Booth) and he make love for the first time she asks "Are you sure you've never done this before" and his response is "You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; my first". Sebastian Roche's character is the master of the double entandre and wow just plays the role of a very intelligent phd in somethingorother very well (not saying everything he says is correct just sounds that way ;) much like technobble in star trek)  he is also the most hedonistic agnostic I've ever seen on the small screen. Overall this show is suprimely excellent. So I go to do some reasearch on it, and we now hit the part that suprimely grinds my fucking gears into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im researching this excellent show and I come to find out it was on Showtime and it was their second highest raited show, now here's the kicker. It was on for one season, 20 episodes. AND THEY FUCKING CANCELLED IT. They cancelled their second highest raited show. Does anyone sense a problem with this?! So here I am being hopelessly drawn into a beautiful show thats been cancelled and I will most likely never see the conclusion of. Life sucks...bad. I honestly hope that Manny Colto (yes of Enterprise "fame") can ressurect the story either as a series or as a movie to show where it goes because seriously this show is just great and Peter Weller excells in this role and just honestly fucking BLAH. It is a shitty situation and it fucking sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*exits complaint mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think thats enough for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-112574247255685423?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/112574247255685423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=112574247255685423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112574247255685423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112574247255685423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/09/inspired-update.html' title='An inspired update'/><author><name>Me</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-112279500648159320</id><published>2005-07-31T17:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T20:20:30.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'>God im Lazy</title><content type='html'>Nope no review today. The last one almost destroyed my domestic tranquility because fic is sorta my squeeze at the moment. So to all you blog reviewers out there: Dont review your girl's blog, it dosent turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway yeah I love my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This useless update was brought to you by the letter: F as in fuckallyall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: I love ya, you dork. Even if you can't spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those who care, I, Fic_kitty, am milhouses official-unofficial editor. Which means I get to add pithy little comments like these. Ain't life grand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: This edit brought to you by the letter D as in damnitstopit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-112279500648159320?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/112279500648159320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=112279500648159320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112279500648159320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112279500648159320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/07/god-im-lazy.html' title='God im Lazy'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-112219037851527314</id><published>2005-07-24T17:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T17:43:54.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>By her Own Request</title><content type='html'>A review of &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/fic_kitty/"&gt;fic_kitty's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... first off, the colors: The background for the page is black, the background for the main text bodies is lilac, and the headings are in a color I just so love to call..Barney. I've been corrected by my dear fic that it's "Grape" but it looks like Barney to me. Really, all you need is a splash of green and you have the entire colour scheme of Barney the Purple Dinosaur. Not to mention the colours are so fucking emo they make my emotions hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, your blog is seriously so fucking boring that it made my foot fall asleep. (actually, I think it's because I was sitting cross legged, but since I was looking at your blog at the time, it recieves the blame for this problem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes. Quizzes are the bane of everyone's existance. The overuse of such quizzes is a crime punishable by death in most countries. I believe with your post on Jul. 19th you have exceeded such limits. Please report to the Utah authorities for your detainment and trial for crimes against humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avatars'r'us. Horrible HORRIBLE title for a blog, I really don't see how it connects to the CONTENT of the blog which I believe is nessicary for such a connection to be made. Despite the fact that there are some blogs that can pull it off, you fail miserably in this respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your entry on June 28th had me FREAKED OUT that you were ready to take a flying leap off of the nearest high object (Pike's Peak maybe?) and DIE. You later qualified this here EMO AS FUCK post with another on July 3rd. However, it probably woulda served better had you edited the June 28th post so it could be read in order. Now it makes no real sense to people who don't follow your blog (like I do, because I'm a hopless blog reviewer with no fucking life...oh yeah I love you too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT YOU HAVE NO COMMENTS YOUR BLOG IS A STATEMENT THAT DEPRESSES ME! (However, I refuse to sign up for a live journal account JUST to recitify this issue. Promote your blog in channel; you have enough fanbois that they'll comment about 20 times each post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood Tags and Music Tags: The people who really care about your mood will call and talk to you. As far as the music goes...its basically EVE RADIO all the time, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't like the pictures really, and all your hot avatars are chicks (lesbian much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that you converted your links section to a webcomics section that shows off what you're reading. You also keep it to a sane amount so people MIGHT actually read the links you put on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have a lot of in text links; thumbs up on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple more Pet Peeves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T HAVE MY GODLY BLOG LINKED TO YOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ETA: Yes I do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NEOPETS! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ETA: Fuck you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for this second edition of "Your Blog Sucks." Please leave your comments so they can be disregarded and placed into the bin like all others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 14% Go to my office, drop your pants, bend over my desk, and wait for me, I'll be there soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember fic, the last E is for Easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ETA: I edited your blog, darling, because your grammar and spelling are attrocious. Really. Are you sure you're a PhD?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ETA: You mispelled atrocious hahaha, I win! Plus why bother with proper spelling and grammar when you have significant others to do it for you :p )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-112219037851527314?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/112219037851527314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=112219037851527314' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112219037851527314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112219037851527314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/07/by-her-own-request.html' title='By her Own Request'/><author><name>Me</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-112211373602937772</id><published>2005-07-23T20:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T20:20:03.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Blog Review!</title><content type='html'>So I guess its high time I did a blog review after recieving permission from the blog owner I decided to review taxigirl's blog &lt;a href="http://naughtytaxigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; So here it is my first review of a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all: Use of many different colors of text in a blog is really irritating. You change it nearly every post, I dont know maybe other people actually like it but me myself I cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insertion of somewhat naughty pictures into the blog...niiiice A+. NOT really if you're gonna be NAUGHTYtaxigirl you need to seriously get naked on your blog or change the URL name because really all I see is taxigirlpostingnaughtypictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now the top post on your blog is a complaint post, see "Rules of Blogging".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting Erotic fiction on your blog, thats really not too horridly bad but really please dont make it nearly every post! it sorta takes away from your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would insert a comment about correct grammar and word tense here but you're swedish and therefore excused (see im not a total heartless bastard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please please! instead of making several short posts consolodate them into a longer single post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GET PEOPLE TO COMMENT! blogs with no comments are sad and abandoned and they make me cry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to say though on the posative side you have a short links list. Keeping it down to what someone would probably visit, you dont have a digusting amount of links imbedded into your text, and you do truly only list friend's blogs on your friend's blogs section. AND you use Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall your blog recieives a grade of.... 65% (Needs Improvement, see me after class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to review my blog in return so I can promptly ignore your comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-112211373602937772?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/112211373602937772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=112211373602937772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112211373602937772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112211373602937772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-first-blog-review.html' title='My first Blog Review!'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-112098665677092200</id><published>2005-07-10T19:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:10:56.786+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>She said update...so I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-112098665677092200?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/112098665677092200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=112098665677092200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112098665677092200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/112098665677092200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Me</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-13341535.post-111968681440525766</id><published>2005-06-25T17:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T18:06:54.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time for a personal post</title><content type='html'>Life. What is life but the greatest collection of sadness strung together by small short periods where we dilude ourselves into believeing things arent so bad. Yes its a little late but my wife, my beatuiful Jessica passed away on June 8th. I miss her intensely, but really it seems to be just the next episode in this life I have led. I am 25 years old, and I have experenced a lifetime of pain and loss, yet, im twenty-five, in 5 years I'll be 30, 10 years after that 40. I don't really know what the future holds, but if its anything like my past the prospect of facing it seems...insane. Does this mean that I am suicidal and depressed? Nah, I have kids, I need to be there for them. What it does mean though is Im gonna have to deal with the pain some way or another, by sublimation or repression. I don't know. A long strings of those three simple words huh? I don't know. The only line worth it's salt in Constantine was "God is a kid with an ant farm" and I truly believe thats what it is. We are his ants, his play things. He does things to us so we react, and he can see what the reaction to different stimuli are. Right now I feel like that ant thats seperated from the queen, desperately trying to get back, each time an obsticle is placed in my way, or a leg is pulled off...something to stop me to hinder me. That is me, this is the author of your blog sucks. I am sad, I am lost, and I don't know if I will ever be found again, or...if I'll ever be okay again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all this though...&lt;a href="http://www.eve-radio.com/"&gt;Eve Radio&lt;/a&gt; is the insutrment that has kept me sane. I intend to continue DJing there, its cathartic effects are worth their weight in gold and its not something I would trade for the world. I am Dr. Adam Vanhoutan, I will survive, or I will perish, and I don't want to leave this heavan so soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-111968681440525766?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/111968681440525766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=111968681440525766' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111968681440525766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111968681440525766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-time-for-personal-post.html' title='Its time for a personal post'/><author><name>Me</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-111790842309233483</id><published>2005-06-05T03:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T04:07:03.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The best Milkshake in the World</title><content type='html'>This is to replace a different post! so nyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway start with 3 scoops or more of vanilla ice cream (Vanilla Bean is better).&lt;br /&gt;Then toss in your milk&lt;br /&gt;A Splash of Heavy Whipping Cream (texture TEXTURE!)&lt;br /&gt;then...the coup de grace! Cinnimin! Lotsa Cinnimin well really not lots, but if its a REALLY good cinnimin then put lots in there! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the big important thing. Blend it in a bowl with a stick blender DO NOT put it in your stand blender. It results is a crap texture as it dosent blend it evenly. Blend it until its smooth then LADEL into glasses (It wont pour well...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the best milkshake in the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-111790842309233483?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/111790842309233483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=111790842309233483' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111790842309233483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111790842309233483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/06/best-milkshake-in-world.html' title='The best Milkshake in the World'/><author><name>Me</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-111776974519559130</id><published>2005-06-03T13:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T13:35:45.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Statement of Purpose</title><content type='html'>Well apparently a few people dont quite get what this blog is about. This is really my "lament" of the blogging world. Its a joke people, laugh FFS. Its pointing out the inherent absurdities in what people have turned blogging into, Its not ment as a serious criticism in any way. Come, On I expected you to get that from the title of the blog. I mean "YOUR BLOG SUCKS" is a pretty blanket statement. Hey I dont hate ALL blogs (or Journals if you insist), I like Sara's a friend Lauren's, Hitch's. I mean for me to make a blanket statement then say that I dont hate blogs would be kind of hypocritical right? Well then just sit back, laugh and enjoy your visit to YOUR BLOG SUCKS its just about having a good laugh at the blogging world and what it has become, not as any serious criticism. I mean im not some high and mighty authority and dont expect this site to change anyones blogging practices. Its just me having a little fun with things I think are a little...well idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I just wanted to clear that up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-111776974519559130?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/111776974519559130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=111776974519559130' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111776974519559130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111776974519559130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/06/statement-of-purpose.html' title='Statement of Purpose'/><author><name>Me</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-111767443025148630</id><published>2005-06-02T11:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T11:07:10.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I being compelled to blog?!</title><content type='html'>Well my entry about the dancing men of doom has gotten my comment page for that spammed with dancing men. Sooo for now I'll just toss up a few rules on blogging. I've thought about consulting someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; to me about these but I decided not to go ahead with that plan because well I dunno if she would like it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never post erotic stories in your publically avalable blog. They have places for that, one example is &lt;a href="http://www.sexstoriespost.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; yeah keep the erotic stories to the erotic story sites. (you know who you are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dont make your background so damn gaudy it takes forever and a day to load (im looking at you Sara, love ya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I swear to fucking god if I see another blog with dark red text on a black background, Im gonna kill someone...period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If your blog turns into your personal complaint post, just kill yourself and spare us all your shit. We all have our own things to deal with we really dont need yours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you dont have anything better to say than "I ate a sandwitch and took a nap, it was a good nap, and a good sandwitch" DONT POST (so its inspired by a maddox article bite me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dont report your personal opinion like its the fucking news. If you're gonna report the news, then report the news responsibly not like some fuckard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dont contract simple words like your you're and crap like that. Also dont end every sentance with LOL, infact dont use LOL at all in your blog. Its fine for net conversations. but give me a fucking break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Mood tags are fucking idiotic we dont care, I promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Telling us what music you're listening to is fine, but dont post in your blog every time the god damn song in winamp changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last but not least: IF you disagree with any rules in this blog, you dont deserve to live, just kill yourself now to spare me the trouble of doing it for you :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now on my rules of blogging, hell you might see more of them as they come up. Maybe next time, I'll put examples in ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-111767443025148630?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/111767443025148630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=111767443025148630' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111767443025148630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111767443025148630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-am-i-being-compelled-to-blog.html' title='Why am I being compelled to blog?!'/><author><name>Me</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-111765877043219649</id><published>2005-06-02T06:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T06:46:10.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dancing Men of Doom</title><content type='html'>Dancing Men! Another signal that armageddon is nigh. Okay maybe not but still they annoy the piss out of me for one simple reason: I cant do them. For those of you who dont know a dancing man looks a bit like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\o/ /o/ \o\ \o_ ~o~ _o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that literally took me 2 minuites to type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there are people in the Eve-radio IRC channel who can pump dancing men out for pages and pages without making a mistake, so fast that nobody can get a word between them. Not the best, but as a quick example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img99.echo.cx/img99/203/dancingmen6mr.jpg"&gt;Dancing Men&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that is a PC, no its not a mac :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes I cant do dancing men very quickly so I hate them, they make me look upon and face my inadequicies as a person, boo hoo sob sob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-111765877043219649?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/111765877043219649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=111765877043219649' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111765877043219649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111765877043219649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/06/dancing-men-of-doom.html' title='The Dancing Men of Doom'/><author><name>Me</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13341535.post-111765526239268643</id><published>2005-06-02T05:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T05:47:42.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?!</title><content type='html'>Thats a question I find myself asking myself right at this moment. Why am I contributing to this, the downfall of society? Well the answer is quite simple, I was asked to by some people whos Opinion I value quite highly. Fuck me right? Well anyway I guess what this will slowly devolve into is me making fun of other people's blogs that I see and pointing out how they are destroying society. Ah well, but for now lets keep it to what its ment to be. If I could ever figure out how to set my damn profile up Id tell you a bit about myself. Though it seems incredably unessicary since you know...anyone who is reading this and putting any stock in it already knows my cynical ass. I dont think I can do a very good job at blogging either by the way, but at least I know that nobody is gonna kill thsemselves over something they read in my blog...right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13341535-111765526239268643?l=djmilhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/111765526239268643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13341535&amp;postID=111765526239268643' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111765526239268643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13341535/posts/default/111765526239268643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djmilhouse.blogspot.com/2005/06/why.html' title='Why?!'/><author><name>Me</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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
