<?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-23598745</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:25:39.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Land of T</title><subtitle type='html'>You never know til you've been tested.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>200</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-1542376349644161421</id><published>2008-10-15T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:01:11.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>Things are going better for me, in a way. I'm not exhausted after work, due to this diet mix I put in my drinks (lot of energy boost). I think I've trim slightly, I don't own a scale nor do I care to, I try to judge visually. I got an nagging notion that I'll win during the McD monopoly thing so I have been eating McD for a while now (and the weight continues to decrease...I think) Mainly, I keep to my 2 sure-fire secrets to stop weight gain: don't eat 4 hours before bed, and no pop/soda. And if I'm droppin weight while eating McD then I'm a little afraid to think how fast I'd lost it if I were eating healthy. Anyway, I have energy to fix up my room and living condition; in addition to fixin up the house for the party...and plan a Mordheim game,...and make up characters for Chuckles' game. I've pretty much severed the link between me and the new girl. If she isn't willing to even attempt to hang out then why the effort. If she wants to, she'll call and then we'll go from there, but as much as I've said I'm done, I mean it this time and I feel better about it. I have a lot of shows and movies to catch up on, not mention games, so much so that I am beginning to hate season premiers and just want my shows to end so that I have time. Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-1542376349644161421?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/1542376349644161421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=1542376349644161421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1542376349644161421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1542376349644161421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/10/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6408769964876950334</id><published>2008-10-09T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:51:15.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The future of T</title><content type='html'>So, I had a lot of things going on and I'm doing absolutely none of them. The annual Halloween party is coming up. Unfortunately, it is on the 24th, a day that just about everyone I have spoken with has made other plans for. I tried my best to swing the 17th but no go. One of my roommates had been telling everyone he invited that it would be on the 24th, this was before we had a house meeting on the topic of date. So, since he invite like 50-some people, and he doesn't want to re-notify them all that he screwed up, I'm stuck with maybe 5 of the 20 or so I asked to come. Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled that whomever could make it is going to, but there is another bump in this issue that I haven't gotten to. The other reason I didn't want the 24th is because I'm on-call that whole weekend. Yup, on the night of festivities I am limited to only 2 drinks; thanks responsibility. Thing is, is that I can't change it. Robin specifically didn't want on-call that weekend and my boss is going to her husbands office party that night so I'm stuck with it. Granted, odds that I'll be called anytime after 11pm are astronomically unlikely, basically because anything that comes up that late at night can most defiantly be handled in the morning. But still, I have to go easy for the whole night; no drinking games, no chatting up people because when I'm not drunk I really don't want you to talk to me all night, and no drunk sex (which is probably a blessing with this crowd). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the update, I'm still not really moved in, sort of. I sleep on the floor (which is actually quite comfortable, I really like it). My room is like a cluster bomb explosion. The biggest problem is the kitchen; this quite possible the most horribly put together kitchen ever. Aside from glasses, plates, and bowls; everything else is just thrown into drawers, cabinets, and pantries with no rhyme or reason. I can't even be in there. I can feel how dis-organized it is. Makes my skin crawl. Which means that I'm gonna have to fix it. I least I put a stop to the nagging, well, JoeJoe's nagging anyway. This house is crowded though. It is difficult. One of my roommates was gone for like 5 days, and it was prefect. Tonight is a massive fix though. I was waiting for some stuff to arrive before I really put the shit together, and although it isn't all here yet, enough of it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entier weekend is filled with wedding stuff. Its cool but sucks also; I have almost no time to relax and catch up on stuff. We'll see how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6408769964876950334?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6408769964876950334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6408769964876950334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6408769964876950334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6408769964876950334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/10/future-of-t.html' title='The future of T'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2223500375935236527</id><published>2008-09-04T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:25:21.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200th post</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so it is my 200th post. And I have some news to spill. I AM MOVED. After nearly 2 months of squabble; rearranging deadlines; going from having a place to move to, to having nowhere to move to, to having 5 offers for temporary moving, to back to a place to move to in a matter of mins; the snail pace with 2 broken legs progression of moving; being overweight and having to take a fat man break for every 15 mins of moving; to being much healthier and stronger due to doing it all myself; to bad scheduling conflicts to help me move; cleaning everything once it was moved so that I can start my living in a dust free/dander free/cat fur free environment; from losing 4 close friends to gaining 4 (5 on the weekends) roommates; from having no phone, to having a phone number but no device to call out with, to breaking down and getting a cell phone (more on that later); to being unbelievably angry and pissed that all I could do was to sit and fume, to being completely defused when I get a phone call from someone who I didn't think had that much of an affect on me... ... ...in short (too late) it has been hell for my calm. But everything is settling, I didn't blow up once at anybody, I vented and vented. I pushed up my sleeves and did my work...I did call in sick once for a mental break, though. But I feel good, look better than I did a few weeks ago, got a complete handle on the finances (hopefully a way to break it down even quicker regardless of future job or retention) and am slowing beginning to not hate EVERYTHING. The 4 friends are the 3 cats and I was sad to hear that Tipper has left us as well, for 4. I don't miss my cat very much but I do miss Mep (Vega). She would want to sleep in which ever room I was was presently in. She would meow at everything. Mercury would just pay attention to me when there was no one else to pay attention to her. Not my cup of tea. And Jasper, ...in the end he liked me, or more liked having me around. Add when I came by the apartment after the move I did get the 'your back' attention. But he and I weren't really friends. We were roommates. He'll be better off staying with his friends. Breaking up the cat trio didn't seem right. And as soon as one becomes available...I'm getting a Wii. The PS3 will follow shortly, few months. And some good news that turned back into bad news. I bought an Xbox, my boycott was lifted from the Xbox since Microsoft is making virtually no money on it anymore but it remains on the Xbox 360, and finally got to play Fable...loved it. Good news, I didn't want to buy the Xbox 360 just to play Dead Rising, wicked awesome zombie game, well now I don't have to since it will be available on the Wii shortly; bad news, Fable 2 will be coming out on the Xbox 360. I'm exhausted. I will call all of those I have numbers for to give my own number to but I need to not worry about that and be in a better mood right now. Probably the weekend since weekends are free minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2223500375935236527?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2223500375935236527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2223500375935236527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2223500375935236527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2223500375935236527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/09/200th-post.html' title='200th post'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4869142859095626974</id><published>2008-07-31T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:15:29.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for events</title><content type='html'>Not much to report. I paid off one card. The last one will be a bitch, though. And still plugging away at that student loan. But the move is coming up next week and events before and during. Melting Pot (ladies night), Birthday, Concert, Pirate Cruise (after move), Graduation Party, and another Concert. It will be the last week of August by the time all that is over...busy month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to convince my new landlord that I need a house phone since I will be On-Call for the reminder I am employed at my current position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always I am dining into many-a-movie via Netflix. I recently saw Lost Boys 2...yeah. The Corey's were back in this one and it may lead to a final third film. Probably not, though. See, Feldman was in the film. Haim had a bit part after the credits. Apparently, the Frog Brothers are broken up since one is turned to a vampire and Haim was also turned. The end of the film is the Corey's going head to head. Cool nostalgia moment. But their were alternates endings involving Haim trying to recruit Feldman because another Vampire Leader (the other Frog brother) is coming. For a sequel of a 80's film, it did rather well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Films: Harry Potter trailer in front of Mummy 3 (that is probably the only really good thing about Mummy 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Files blows chunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journey to the Center of the Earth (3D) was kind of fun. The 3D really warps your vision when you leave the theater. It was weird driving home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4869142859095626974?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4869142859095626974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4869142859095626974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4869142859095626974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4869142859095626974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay-for-events.html' title='Yay for events'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-899084558168584086</id><published>2008-07-23T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T11:54:44.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper, paper, everywhere and not a shred bin in sight</title><content type='html'>Well, it is almost vacation time. Starting tomorrow I won't have to come to work for 4 days. I say tomorrow because I'm on call til Midnight tonight. Absolutely no progress on the packing, but there is some progress on restructuring my life some. I also got notice that I might not be getting fired. The plan is still going down as usual but they might want me to stay on as a Manager/Supervisor for the new records department they want to establish (we haven't had a records 'department' in 10 years). Question is, do I get my retention bonus. I am looking forward to that as a way out of credit card debt, but then again, a new fancy job would help too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News; the girl I'm kinda into is being deployed in November, minimum of a year. I haven't really asked her out so at the moment we are just hanging out. And since we are hanging out she mentioned that while she is deployed, she might be deployed with her ex, and if that happens, then she is pretty certain she won't be able to not slip up...something about bedroom magic. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw Batman. It was as good as I expected in some parts and better in others. The movie really is a great film. I loved the transition of the characters. Not all fantastic like the comics or shows, but a lot more realism. Really made you feel like you were a part of the film. Good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-899084558168584086?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/899084558168584086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=899084558168584086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/899084558168584086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/899084558168584086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/07/paper-paper-everywhere-and-not-shred.html' title='Paper, paper, everywhere and not a shred bin in sight'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4402927796543338427</id><published>2008-07-18T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:23:44.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>Well, moving has been postponed for a month-ish. What is nice is that I get more time to pack, which I like. I hate packing in a hurry. Plans are still the same overall just a small delay, and an adjustment to vacation days. I decided to keep 2 for next week, cause I need a vacation. And then I'm pumpin' more into the pirate weekend and make that my big move as well. So, mid-August is the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No current progress with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be seeing Dark Knight this weekend (with or without her) at the Imax. "Its gonna be TITS!!!" (exaggerating some form of gang signature) I kinda binged last night on some junk food. I went on-call for the first time and sure enough had a situation that wasn't easy (by criteria standards). I don't know, I think I'm just glad it is the weekend. Not because I don't have to work, but because my life seems to be going back to normal; like, I got a lot done and now I can relax. I will be playing Pirates of the Caribbean Online a-plenty. Yes, I did join another MMO. But this one isn't nearly as addictive; either that or I've kicked my addiction. I played the hell out of the Wii recently; I was house sitting. I cranked out Resident Evil: The Umbrella Chronicles, Resident Evil 4, Destroy All Humans: Big Willy Unleashed, and Metroid Prime 3: Corruption. All of them kicked major ass. Res 4 is always good but very difficult on the Wii. Umbrella Chronicles was way awesome and gets hard real fast. DAH has plenty of innuendos and is real fun; again weird controls. And Metroid 3 was the best; ingenious control scheme and hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm done for the day. Check out the post before this one if you're a Joss Whedon fan or a fan of: Buffy, Angel, Firefly, The Guild web series, Neil Patrick Harris aka NPH, or cheesy musicals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4402927796543338427?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4402927796543338427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4402927796543338427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4402927796543338427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4402927796543338427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/07/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-7132956723508169762</id><published>2008-07-18T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T09:59:08.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... ...the hammer is my penis... ...</title><content type='html'>Fans of Joss Whedon need to see his latest work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://drhorrible.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-7132956723508169762?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/7132956723508169762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=7132956723508169762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7132956723508169762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7132956723508169762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/07/hammer-is-my-penis.html' title='... ...the hammer is my penis... ...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2180006171353658901</id><published>2008-07-17T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:24:44.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring-a-ding-ding bitches</title><content type='html'>So I finally have a cell phone... ...ha, gotcha. I have a work cell phone. I am finally trusted enough to be put on-call. I unfortunately share the cell with my co-worker, my red-breasted friend. Basically, we each have a week on-call and I am finally put into rotation. I'm a little nervous about my first off hours call. Beauty part is that for every hour I'm scheduled to be on-call, I get a buck. And if I ever have to come in for something, during off hours, it is an automatic 2 hours pay even if I am here for 5 mins. I've been waiting for this for a while. Yay cell phone. Its a crap little thing and my crap-hole of a co-worker forgot the charger, so I'm stuck with the car charger only. For those not-in-the-know I do not live out of my car like some people (menacing glare at red-breasts).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2180006171353658901?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2180006171353658901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2180006171353658901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2180006171353658901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2180006171353658901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/07/ring-ding-ding-bitches.html' title='Ring-a-ding-ding bitches'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8098641192212618827</id><published>2008-07-15T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:23:19.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of T</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have access to my blog again from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while, nearly 4 months. Its almost my birthday but the big news is moving day is almost upon me. Starting July 24th-30th (took a few extra days off work for adjustments)I will be living with Joe Joe. The rent is cheap and utilities paid; central air, a driveway, space, no coin laundry, etc. ad nausium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;Movies a plenty, games a plenty, food a plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm approximately 6 months away from finding a new job so I began to crack down on debt management and elimination. Ergo, no fun for T for 6 months. The plan isn't fool proof, i.e. spending on womens that entertain the T (should any appear). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of womens, I met one...yup, just the one. Hard to find those tricky bastards. Anyway, I have noticed a lot of similarities between her and the semi-ex, which for those not-in-the-know mean heartache overload, so I have been hesitant. Looks like it worked too, for now she seems no longer interested and doesn't even speak with me anymore... ... ..., yay... ... ..., I win...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... ...oh, I'm going pirating. Apparently there is this boat near the casinos that holds a pirate party every so often. People dress up and be pirates for 25 bucks...I'm doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I'm planning on filing a grievance with my boss. Its a long story; short version, she won't let me talk when she makes an outlandish accusation about my actions/behavior. One of those people who think I have an excuse for everything, therefore believes that all excuses that come from my mouth are lies; at least about the stuff she things she has caught me on. Well, I do have an excuse for everything because everything that everybody does has a story as to why it happened. And coming from a psychology background, excuses are important because it is how we find fault in behavior and thinking, and work to rectify it. Where she just says "Don't do it again!" Then instructs me to leave the office without letting me speak my piece. That and she has made a few comments, in what she thinks to be a joking manner, as to the ineptitude of my gender and has called me, again in a joking manner to her, a E-Time Nazi (E-Time is our clock in/out program).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wrote it but haven't filed it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news, I will not be seeing the midnight showing of Dark Knight. As much as I want to, the 2 and half hours and then maybe getting 3 hours of sleep before I have to get up for work doesn't look very appealing. So I am going Saturday at the Imax in CB. This way I can enjoy the magnitude of the film in all its splendor and go home without worry of tiredness or tardiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for now...ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8098641192212618827?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8098641192212618827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8098641192212618827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8098641192212618827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8098641192212618827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/07/return-of-t.html' title='The Return of T'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-7713409671908857187</id><published>2008-04-02T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:01:53.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey Days</title><content type='html'>Not much has happened in the land of T, as of late. Doin' the Netflix and Gamefly thing still. 13 games left on Gamefly then I can get rid of it. Been doing a little more shopping than usual. And I have started the 2 week fast again. I'm on day 3 (first day with no food) and guess what, well its pizza day at work and guess who can't have any...this guy (points thumbs at self). Miss Lynn has had a few sick days of late so its been cool hanging with her now that I see her. I also went to see Run Fatboy Run starring Simon Pegg (the guy who did Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz). Not one of his best, but funny all the same. Work is kinda touch and go. My boss's boss is in town and its kind of a relief and a curse. First my boss is distracted, second she is getting critiqued, which I don't think she takes well at all. She puts on that face like 'okay' and 'you bet' but turns right around cursing and spitting through her gritted teeth. So the days are kinda hit and miss. We'll see if my willpower can hold out this time and keep from eating. However, I don't think if I break down will be so bad. Its kinda like 'its okay to slip here and there, don't beat yourself up'. Anyway, maybe I'll update in another month, cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-7713409671908857187?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/7713409671908857187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=7713409671908857187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7713409671908857187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7713409671908857187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/04/grey-days.html' title='Grey Days'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-3916579615010813886</id><published>2008-03-09T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:31:08.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazuras</title><content type='html'>Good Evening Bloggers and Bloggettes! Yes, I have returned to sitting in front of a computer during the weekends to give you a surmise of recent events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, they have blocked my blog site at work so I can no longer post while there; however, I have found a loop-hole in site addresses and am able to check my email at work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I had brief episode with eBay and have acquired a few trinkets to get me through these low currency times (Mostly, I purchased X-Com: UFO Defense on PSX).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, a small rant of work related issues. 3 weeks ago, the entire week, was lets shit on T and not let him explain himself for things he did wrong 3 months ago...week. Then the past 2 weeks, my co-worker has been gone on vacation and sick leave, which means double work for me; by the way, did I mention I have already been given double work prior to that workload. As a result, the house is trash, I'm a mess, ans as good as I take acre of my car, I think it is fading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: There is a very good possibility I will move out in August. Additional side note: I'm trying to get a website started. As stated before, details are confidential on both topics, atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two films that the T recommends: Be Kind, Rewind and In Bruges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My authentic japanese name is &lt;b&gt;&amp;#36795; Tsuji (cross roads) &amp;#28023;&amp;#26007; Kaito (big dipper of the ocean)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-3916579615010813886?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/3916579615010813886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=3916579615010813886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3916579615010813886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3916579615010813886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/03/lazuras.html' title='Lazuras'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-935970961147251339</id><published>2008-02-06T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:58:52.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capt'n Crunch Time</title><content type='html'>So, I gave up on the Thrillville games, I just wasn't getting around to play them and that means I'm burnin' a hole in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, it is time for crunch time. I've been a bit cavalier with my money lately. I'm not over spending or anything, and I am making my payments on time. I just took a break from concentrating my efforts towards doing everything I can to rid myself of my debt. The next few months will be difficult due to some doctor and dentist appointments, and so on; but I need to focus again because a few events will be coming to pass that will require my pay checks not to suffer my debt. I can not reveal these events, currently, as I am not the one the events are happening to (well, inadvertently anyway). But I may be getting a second job. Joejoe is opening a business and I am more than willing to work for a few hours a week to help him out. If I could tell you, you'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangent: I made some cookies for the superbowl party at K&amp;amp;C's. It went over well, but I bought too many cocoa pebbles. I'm not sure if I should return them because I just stumbled upon a cheap lunch idea. If I buy a small milk at work and pour some cocoa pebbles into my coffee mug (after it is rinsed, of course); bring a spoon to work and bang, a little cereal for a buck a day (buck for the milk). I'll give it a try. I am not allergic to milk, according to the doctor, I just have a reaction (of congestion) if I consume too much. Normally, I would avoid as much milk as possible but seeing as how I need to money crunch, I think it is a good idea. Yes, I know there are way cheaper meals I could do for lunch but none I would enjoy to consume. They would just constantly remind me that I'm poor for these few years and I would get depressed. No reason to up my pep-pill dosage for what can benefit from an easy fix. Now, I just need to figure out an easy and cheap dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-935970961147251339?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/935970961147251339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=935970961147251339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/935970961147251339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/935970961147251339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/02/captn-crunch-time.html' title='Capt&apos;n Crunch Time'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8090303867941434348</id><published>2008-02-05T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T08:55:15.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Line Ever</title><content type='html'>Here is a little set up of the best line ever from the movie Accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(An explosion in the kitchen flings the, slightly-off in the head, experimental chef through the double doors. At the same time the main character walks by having just witnessed the events)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you okay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT! (as experimental cleans out his ears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAID, 'ARE YOU OKAY?'; WHAT HAPPEN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here it is&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;AN EXPLOSION OF FLAVOR! I'M WORKING WITH SOME VERY UNSTABLE HHHHERBS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8090303867941434348?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8090303867941434348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8090303867941434348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8090303867941434348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8090303867941434348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/02/best-line-ever.html' title='Best Line Ever'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8858306374514952362</id><published>2008-02-04T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T14:14:51.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are mine to toy with...</title><content type='html'>So today, I have been given charge of my whole department. My co-workers have the day off and my boss is working from home due to having to wait for the XXXXX repair man. Well, after he showed she decide to just continue to stay home. So I have the run of the place. It was very busy in the morning, but I did everything that needed to be done today and then put the rest aside for tomorrow; this gave me a hour of down time to be able to relax after all the this mornings turmoil. My only problem is that certain papers need to be verified by a second person, which is usually my co-workers; so, in order to still do my job, I had to run around finding people who are authorized to verify my work. It got to the point where I had to go to our head boss, the regional physician, to get his signiture cause no one else could do some of it. Fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Superbowl was pretty cool. Best game I've seen in a while. It was neck and neck for a good long while. I didn't side for a team, just enjoyed the show. I even made these semi-rice crispy treats. They're made of chocolate and cocoa pebbles. I say 'semi' cause there are no marshmallows in them. I even topped them with white icing in thte form of laces so they would look like footballs. They went over very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netflix: R.O.D. TV series - it was really good. I got me really wrapped up into the story until the last 4 episodes. It got weird and outlandish in plot and pretty much stayed like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam Kinison - Just Richard Pryor, I ordered everything Sam Kinison. I haven't seen them all yet but enough to know that he never disappoints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8858306374514952362?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8858306374514952362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8858306374514952362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8858306374514952362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8858306374514952362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-are-mine-to-toy-with.html' title='You are mine to toy with...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-636892586365382911</id><published>2008-01-30T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T09:29:03.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drunk Tank</title><content type='html'>This pretty much sums it up for me. Below are some Q's and A's for the boys at Red vs. Blue. I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The drunks are back for another week of burning bridges. Carrying a torch this week is Mr. Michael J Caboose himself, Joel Heyman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blizzard recently reported that World of Warcraft now has ten million active subscribers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burnie -- I am amazed by the numbers, but I trust that I will be even more amazed by the horribly nerdy response that Gus will provide in answer to this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus -- Great, as if there wasn't already enough competition mining for Adamantite in Nagrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burnie -- And there it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoff -- So basically Blizzard reported that there are exactly 10 Million PC gamers left. When's the Government going to step in and break up that monopoly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason -- I think that Gus is still an outcast. Have fun with your ten million little friends while me and the rest of the 6,590,000,000 people on the planet play sports and talk to members of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt -- Yeah, but how many Toyotas have they sold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel -- Could this be the reason we have to ask Question 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give us a tip to prepare for the upcoming recession.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel -- Stop playing World of Warcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoff -- Put your money in your mattress, then drive your mattress to the International Bank Of Geoff's House. Deposit it in my garage, along with the first month's payment of donuts, and come back in 12 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus -- A zombie plan can easily be adapted to also take care of you in the event of government collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burnie -- They say that the entertainment industry does not suffer during econmic downturns. So, I suggest that everyone convert their volatile dollars into rock-solid Red vs Blue DVDs as soon as possible. It's an investment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt -- I have a foolproof plan that's been reported in some extremely prestigious economic publications. Perhaps you've heard of S.U.M.M.S.? If not, send me money and I'll tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason -- That article claims we went through a recession in 2001. I was 22 years old that year and I got by just fine. So my advice is to be 22. Everyone else, you're screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost starts up again on Thursday. Any predictions?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burnie -- I predict that on Friday and every Friday for the next two months, I will be surrounded by wailing jackasses screaming "DON'T TALK ABOUT LOST! I HAVEN'T SEEN THE NEW EPISODE YET!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus -- I predict that three or four long running questions will finally be answered...by introducing thirty or forty new questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoff -- I predict that there was never an island at all, and that the entire show was a dream by Walt, who is really Jacob, who once grifted Sawyer's father, who was actually Hurley's father, who used to be a woman named Shannon, and that woman was in love with Desmond, who is actually Jack, which makes Locke Jack's grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason -- My prediction is a 1:10 answer-to-question ratio. Based on that math, call me in 7 years to let me know why I watched Season 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt -- Patriots 31 - 28. John Locke kicks the winning field goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel -- Surprise script revision reveals twist that has all characters marching in a circle for 42 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-636892586365382911?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/636892586365382911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=636892586365382911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/636892586365382911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/636892586365382911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/01/drunk-tank.html' title='The Drunk Tank'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-5021728214873438735</id><published>2008-01-25T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T09:48:22.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malarius</title><content type='html'>In case you haven't noticed, by a few of my comments on others blogs, I am feeling better. Its amazing how you can get use to a scratchy throat. I still sound like I gargle glass but I feel tons better. I will say that the pep pills and the antibiotics have done a combined effort. I'm still not fully convinced the pep pills are gawd's gift. 'Course, I'm still on both, but will run out of antibiotics by Sunday so then we shall see the true nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very sad about Heath Ledger. He will be missed every time I watch Knights Tale of the nteenth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netflix: I missed it, you've missed, lets get reacquainted shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Who Shagged Me - another film with Misty Mundae. The disc and description say director's cut. This is to imply it is more raunchy than the released version...yeah, this one had maybe about 2mins, tops, of nudity and fake lesbian scenes. Now, all the films Misty Mundae does have at least 4, if not 5, fake lesbian scenes each around 5-8 mins, 15 if there is dancing and stripping. She is sort of an underground soft porn queen. And this was like 1 of, maybe, 5 films of hers I haven't seen (she has done like 30). And this was first time I was gypped this hard. Basically, Netflix lied about this being the directors cut, cause it isn't. Either that, or there is and 'uncut' version. I do know that they always release 2 versions one they can put in video stores and one you have to order. Anyway, it was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything Richard Pryor - Basically, I went through netflix and added every comedy act of Richard Pryor, did you know he had a TV show (Only 4 episodes and an anniversary show)? I love Richard Pryor, it was very cool to see his act evolve over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekko Kamen Surprise/Kekko Kamen Strikes Back - this a 2-fer. One sucked, one incorporated a music theme, that one was kinda neat. Surprise had the music theme, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently involved in a Netflix three-way. I'm watching Hercules season 3, Seaquest DSV season 2, and the R.O.D. tv series. Hercules and Seaquest are rockin' my kasbah as always, R.O.D. has yet to impress me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also holding off on Driving Lessons starring Rupert Grint, Ron from Harry Potter. I know Miss Lynn will want to see it so I'm waiting for a time we both watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamefly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Arms 4 - I got close to beating it than gave out. Actually I assumed I was still miles away from beating it then I look up the guide and it turned out I was like 5 hours away. I put to much effort for the game to over in less than 24 hours of play. I love the series, the game was fun, apparently the epilogue is where it all is in this game but that is just playing mini-games and challenging secret bosses for points. No more plot or story line. I like it when that sort of stuff is involved in the game, like you have to complete this stuff before you finish the story because the game will end. Now I don't mind the epilogue to more story but just having it so the player can keep playing the little stuff and no end in sight, nah, not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Star Wars LEGO 2: the Original Trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently playing Thrillville 1 and 2 (Off the Rails). Basically, it is like theme park, where you build and design your own theme park much like Simcity, but it has more restrictions and a third person view of your park while you build it. You can interact with the customers, loads of mini games, loads of loading problems/lag. Its kinda fun, but the same time, time consuming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-5021728214873438735?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/5021728214873438735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=5021728214873438735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5021728214873438735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5021728214873438735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/01/malarius.html' title='Malarius'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-3452401306449631762</id><published>2008-01-22T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:42:39.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heath Ledger: Dead at 28</title><content type='html'>I just received news, and confirmed, that Heath Ledger died today around 3:30pm. His house keeper and masseur, of which he had an appointment with, discovered him unresponsive upon which they immediately called 911. So far the news is sleeping pills. This is kinda sad for me. I really loved many of Heath Ledger's films and always thought him to be a great, if not interesting, actor. I was also really looking forward to 'The Dark Knight' where he plays the Joker. I'm still looking forward to it but it will be sad to see him play a stellar performance for Joker and know that it was his last. I guess if you gotta go out, go out with style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of Heath Ledger films I really loved him in:&lt;br /&gt;A Knight's Tale&lt;br /&gt;The Order&lt;br /&gt;Ned Kelly&lt;br /&gt;Casanova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he was in more but I either didn't like them or didn't see them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-3452401306449631762?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/3452401306449631762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=3452401306449631762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3452401306449631762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3452401306449631762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/01/heath-ledger-dead-at-28.html' title='Heath Ledger: Dead at 28'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-1678740082316259857</id><published>2008-01-17T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T14:47:40.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter Update Time, Peanut Butter Update Time</title><content type='html'>Immediately after my dog died, I went to a friends house to hang out. A little smoke, combined with the cold air (he opened a window to let the smoke out), in addition to us cracking up at youtube stuff til 3am; well, my throat was not happy with me. Friday evening, I hung out with another friend (smoker but not so much around me) who just finished being sick with sinus and respiratory infections with a cold and whatever else was going around. My throat was still kinda sore from a few nights ago but Saturday morning...my body was telling me I had had it. So horribly sick Saturday and Sunday. I have like half a day's worth of sick time left, I work half the day on Monday, take all of Tuesday off (forced to take 'leave without pay'), go to the doctor for the first time on my own, I get me some antibiotics and I happen to mention that I have been feeling a little down lately with everything that has been happening so, he gives me some samples of 'happy' pills. I say no to the prescription, I'd like to see what they do before I pay 200 bucks or something like that. In short, my throat still hurts but extremely less than it did a week ago, I wake up constantly through the night because of some wicked bad sinus drainage (its drying out my throat to the point where it feels like my flesh is cracking). So, I drink like a gallon of water to dampen my throat only to wake up 30 mins later because I gotta pee and need to drink some more because I can feel my throat getting dry again. As for the 'happy' pills, I don't notice any change in mood (believe me, I observe closely what these things could be doing to me). I do notice 2 things though; 1 it also acts as an antihistamine, 2 I seem to be more decisive, like less lazy. Not like energetic, just...like this needs gettin' done and this and this, so I do it. I still get my TV watching in, and games, but it seems I do more. That could be because I'm getting better, though. Anyway, holiday party this weekend for the company. Don't know how much I'll enjoy that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-1678740082316259857?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/1678740082316259857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=1678740082316259857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1678740082316259857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1678740082316259857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/01/peanut-butter-update-time-peanut-butter.html' title='Peanut Butter Update Time, Peanut Butter Update Time'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6399025569151861430</id><published>2008-01-09T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:16:26.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Thick and Thin</title><content type='html'>This going to be a long post because I have a lot I want/need to say. So prepare yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I want to start out that it has been a difficult winter for me, emotional wise. A lot of the past has been brought back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago I had to do, what seemed at the time, the hardest thing I have ever done. I had to make the decision to put down my pet rat Karma. Oddly enough, the decision wasn't the hard part. She had a benign tumor that was getting bigger everyday, side effect of about 90% of lab rats. It got to the point where she couldn't climb anymore and she would just rest next to her food and water so she wouldn't expend the energy moving around. So I took her in, everything was fine until her heart stop beating...it hit me, she was dead...because of me. She didn't deserve to die, she was a smart and nice rat. She graduated top in her class (my Rat Lab class). But, she wasn't living a life she was enjoying. I was so sad that I was escorted out the back of the Vet's office so that I wouldn't face all those people in the waiting room. After a few hours, I was okay. I even got her ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after that, my favorite (and yours) barista quit the coffee kiosk at my college. To be replaced with a new one. Kristina, she had 2 rats. We bonded well, she is an actress and I had a lot of emotions, that I disguised as acting, to unleash. We got a little net of new friends to meet around the coffee kiosk. Here is where I met a new love interest. Jessica, aka Kitten. Apparently, Kristina and I had such a dynamic that people perceived us to be married, and Jessica, having just a fun time playing along, became our daughter. If she would see me, Jessica that is, on campus, she would run up to me a cry 'Daddy!' and leap into my arms. I would always respond with 'Hi, kitten.' We would talk a little and be on our merry way. After a month or so, we started to spend more time hanging out at the coffee kiosk than Kristina and I did. Pretty soon we are skipping class to watch Ranma 1/2 on her laptop together. Btw, just so you get a better picture of her; she is 5'4", b-cup, and cute as a button...okay, okay....deep raven black, healthy hair that went down to the small of her back, slim and fit, a dressed in all black...sort of a goth skater with a dash of 'hood' gently sprinkled around the edges. Soft, milky white skin...excuse me a minute...afk... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...and were back. And the best of all, she was into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second semester came around and our class schedule changed, we were on the brink of starting a relationship but then a huge argument between Kristina and Jessica ensued. And she stop coming around the coffee kiosk. I happened to get different hours a work as well and so I didn't have time to hang out anymore. I would hang out at places that I figured she'd be at (art major, so I tried the art building). And nothing, I lost her...I haven't seen her since, neither had Kristina, or anyone for that matter. In this phase of my life I was still shy and kinda quite unless a fun time was being had, but I never got enough courage to ask her phone number or email or anything. How could I, what would I say, I noticed that she was a woman who liked a strong, confident man. And I wasn't confident then. So, I lost her...then again, as far as I know, she never tried to find me. I feel blame for this, though, since I never asked for her number, never made a more prominent move, why would she willing find me if she didn't know how interested I was. In truth, she had a lot of mannerisms as Stephcha, but looked for different things out of life. So, I was always on the fence because I didn't want a repeat of the previous 4 years. So, I lost in love, again. But I moved on, I haven't thought about that time for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got side tracked, a difficult winter. I mentioned that my dad was in the hospital and how he was re-introduced into my life in a previous post. Not easy for me, and it didn't go over well. As far as I know, he is at a home trying to clean up and rehabilitate himself. His brothers and sister are looking out for him and his well being... ... ...but it doesn't look good... he may extend his life but he may never get better than what he is now. But he entered and left my life much in the same way he always had. Then, my uncle got slapped with 50 years for a false child molestation charge. I have always been angered by this biased fucking society. Where if a man even thinks about children he is slapped as a pedophile. My uncle was accused by his niece (who was one of my favorite cousins when I was growing up) for molesting her children after she was thrown out of his house and accused of beating her kids, by my uncle. To hide the fact that she is a terrible mother to her kids and beats them, she countered with false claims that it wasn't her beating those kids, it was him molesting them. She beat her kids, and the fear of getting them taken away, and I assume the fear of losing welfare income, she countered with false charges that no one in this 'great fucking state' of ours can win against. Fuck this, man, if one, just one person accuses any man of child molestation his record is scarred for life, regardless of who wins the case. 50 fucking years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 'lovely' holidays, of which New Years Eve was the better. Then my cousin was admitted to the hospital for a severe heart attack, which isn't much of a surprise. He freaks out at the littlest thing and has constant panic attacks. He was getting so worked up that he almost had himself another heart attack in the hospital worrying why know one would come see him,...he burn a lot bridges with his constant freaking out and blaming everyone for random things and crap. I didn't care much about that since I have;t seen him in years. And I'm talking years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the mother of all things. On January 8th, at roughly 7:45pm, the oldest friend I had, died. My withered old sheltie made it through the holidays and got to play in the snow one last time before my mother and I had to put him down. For 17 years and 2 months, Kain was my greatest friend. He outdated every single sad event in my life save one, my dad's stroke. Shortly after, my mom wanted to finally get the dog she always wanted. Low and behold, we got a two-fer. We couldn't take Kain without taking his guardian older sister Di. So we did. This was my childhood dog. This animal I loved more than I have loved anybody or thing. He encompasses all of my happy times through all the bad events of my life. So here is to my oldest friend... ... ... ... ... ... ... after all that I'm not much for words atm. It was beyond his time and we said our good-byes. I was there from the first to last moments of our lives together... ... ... ...I'm glad he isn't in anymore pain. Good luck buddy... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6399025569151861430?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6399025569151861430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6399025569151861430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6399025569151861430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6399025569151861430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/01/through-thick-and-thin.html' title='Through Thick and Thin'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-3866164031521855655</id><published>2008-01-02T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:53:28.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Contemplation</title><content type='html'>First, a small update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God of War 2 was awesome. I read that the end of the series will tell the untold (and uncreated 'til now) story of the death of the Ancient religion of Rome and Greece; in other words, the death of all the gods, demi-gods, and titans, and I welcome such a story. I always felt that the introduction of Catholicism, which is what truly destroyed it, was lack-lustered for such grand Mythos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Arms 4 - I love this series. Basically, a fantasy filled wild west. ATM, I am unimpressed. This one seems like they just cranked it out as fast as they could. In 30 mins of game play, I already have all the main characters (I play RPG's real slow when I first start). I am willing to give it an additional shot since it has good prequels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last of the Kekko Kamen series was actually pretty good; Kekko Kamen New!. The others are repeats of Quest for Egg Salad, i.e. repetitive broken discs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Rider - I wanted to see it again to find out if I really wanted it...I can live without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge to Terabithia - I cried...again (teared up is more like it...I knew what was coming). It is a good story and Anna Sophia Robb is such a talented actress. I kinda want to add this to my collection but I think maybe the book would be a better buy. Choices, choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to the knit and grit. The impromptu New Year's Eve party was a hit, even if only 9 people showed. I had a great time but I noticed one thing. I felt a hint of embarrassment in the back of my mind. I probably wouldn't have noticed it if it wasn't for one of our guests lack of concern about there own idiosyncrasies. I have gotten much better in loving my differences, but there is still the feeling that false or negative judgement is placed upon me for them and I feel somewhat guilty that I embrace them at all. I guess it is that small part of me that wants to be normal. I have fought hard against that urge and have won many a battle, more than I have lost. I feel tired of small victories though. It is time for a big W. I have three major confrontations to ... ... ... confront. Credit Debt, Weight, Generalized Laziness. If I break one, than all shall fall. Generalized Laziness is one that I score many defeats on but it continues to come back for more due to the strength of the others. I must fight on 2 fronts while I hold the 3rd at bay, but the opposition is strong. It will take strategy and cunning as well as quick thinking. I must also be prepared for future obstacles. Bare in mind these are not New Year's resolutions for these will all take longer than a year to conquer. It will take a life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, I am a pervert. I always have been and I have recently (last few years) been proud to be one. I do not flaunt it, though. As a matter of fact, I don't consider myself a pervert at all, I consider it cultured and mature. An open mind of acceptance in differences. I do my best to not pass judgement; and if I do, it is never one thing but an abundance of options from simple observations. Let's take an extreme for an example: Bestiality. Now I have seen bestiality, so the questions are 'why would I watch it' and 'do I enjoy it'. Let's tackle the ladder; I have never conducted bestiality so I have never had the opportunity to decide if I enjoy it or not (see, open minded answer. I don't mention whether I condone it or not; I gave a true and neutral answer with no judgement passed on the topic). As for the former part of the questions; I have watched it because there are people (not freaks or monsters) who do enjoy it and I wish to observe why. Now, for my abundance of judgements. Why do they do it: drugs, money, loneliness, an acceptable (in their minds) alternative to release a pent-up urge to have sex that isn't masturbation, forced/co-hearsed (some people really do mean 'yes' when they say 'no'), a true love for the animal (extreme furries, possibly), perversion, and many more. It could be one to all reasons why someone would conduct bestiality. 'Would I do it', I can honestly say no; however, were the lives of others (not myself, that answer is still no) in the balance on whether I would have sex with an animal, and I mean 100% proof that people (I care for) will die if I don't have sex with an animal, well,... that would require more quite contemplation... ... ...good thing its quite nil that it would happen, ... ... ...but you have to keep the possibility open...you never know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-3866164031521855655?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/3866164031521855655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=3866164031521855655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3866164031521855655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3866164031521855655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2008/01/quite-contemplation.html' title='Quite Contemplation'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4404208931995749991</id><published>2007-12-27T12:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T12:51:13.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politikin'</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm not really one to toot the horn on political agendas and what-not. I'm pretty content on just flowin' with the currents of life. But I saw (twice) "Sicko" over the last week. Apart from the film, which was amazing, I felt... ... ...oppressed. Not quite the right word, so let me explain. For the first time in my life I really feel like the man is keeping me down, and that man was all of us. We are doing this to ourselves by allowing this to happen. Greed and pride have driven us into the dirt and we take it, we think "Oh well, that's life." When it isn't! I was aware of this, sure, but not this aware. I encourage (look at me, I'm encouraging people, who would have thought) you to go to the web sites. Find a way you can help get bill H.R. 626 to get passed. If it doesn't get passed, then we don't give up. There is no reason I should feel that I have to leave my country to get good health care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com/sicko/what-can-i-do/"&gt;http://www.michaelmoore.com/sicko/what-can-i-do/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to my semi-rant above, I fully support this site in everything it stands for and is trying to do...thanks AngelKris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freerice.com/"&gt;http://www.freerice.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4404208931995749991?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4404208931995749991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4404208931995749991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4404208931995749991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4404208931995749991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/12/politikin.html' title='Politikin&apos;'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6050411620510638715</id><published>2007-12-20T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T13:53:29.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm crashing...</title><content type='html'>I was jonzed to see that National Treasure 2 had a midnight movie. i just happen to have a 7.00 dollars off ticket fot National Treasure 2 (you get them with a copy of Pirates 3 two-disc edition from Target only...apparently). So I got about 3 hours of sleep. My boss isn't in today, which is cool since I kinda have very little to do. But, man, am I crashing. I popped a No Doze; I've always been curious to see how my body reacts to it. Caffenine in genral does very little for me, and I seem to have a weird tolarance to medication. So pills have a double effect on me (meaning I need to take half as many for normal effect). And others are half or less strength. Like pain meds, I need to chew down close to half a bottle of Advil for any effect it seems (usually a double dose....not really half the bottle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna see Sweeny Todd right after work and then see Golden Compass again (friend wants to see it for their first time). Then Saturday, Sunday, and Christmas I spend about 3 hours a day with my mom so she can get the full effect of the Pirates triology. Also, a dinner at my favorite Korean Resturant on Christmas eve. Its not chockedful of events but enough to make me tired when I think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6050411620510638715?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6050411620510638715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6050411620510638715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6050411620510638715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6050411620510638715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-crashing.html' title='I&apos;m crashing...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6633028882034274471</id><published>2007-12-18T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T11:53:23.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin and the Chipmunks</title><content type='html'>So I saw this film this past weekend. And I am not ashamed to say that I thoroughly enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems: Jason Lee is an okay actor, but this was over the top (he has been playing Earl to much). Dave Cross is funny as always but again, over the top (though I suspect that was encouraged). Weak plot, what else, though, for a kids film; kids become superstars, fame takes over, they can't handle the pressure of touring and new songs enforced by their record company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Alvin and the Chipmunks when I was a kid, and still do. They had Alvin and Theodore right on but Simon was a little lacking in his condescending tone. Otherwise, it was awesome. It was unbelievably great to hear those voices again; laughing, singing, and arguing with each other. Just bear in mind that there were chipettes too so a sequel could be near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review&lt;br /&gt;The Bully: Rockstar's filler between GTA3: San Andreas and GTA4. Sucked balls.&lt;br /&gt;Tomb Raider Anniversary: Other than a complete revamp of the original game it was boring. The controls were beyond awkward.&lt;br /&gt;God of War 2: Still going strong on this one. The game froze, though, because there is a barely noticeable chip in it. Replacement is on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished Arrested Development. It got loads funnier by second season (obvious build up from first season), then by third season, it looked like they knew it was ending to it kinda took a nose dive in comedy (repetitive). The ending was a little disappointing too. Everything wrapped up all nice and neat and with a few plot twists that were lame.&lt;br /&gt;Kekko Kamen Returns: This is more sexplotation from Japan. Basically, plenty of manga and Anime have been made about this martial art heroin who fights perverts that are forcing there pervery ways upon uncooperative women. She is completely naked accept for a mask, boots, a long red scarf (for posing effects) and nunchucks (spelling?). Her strategy is that her exposed body is her true weapon since she doesn't fear revealing it in order to stop the perverts. Also, a great distraction when beating up perverts. Well, they made some live action films to this famous manga. Her super final move is her leaping at your face, spread eagle, and smothers you. It is call muffification. It was a decent time. Funny, very typical comedy of Japanese culture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6633028882034274471?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6633028882034274471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6633028882034274471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6633028882034274471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6633028882034274471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/12/alvin-and-chipmunks.html' title='Alvin and the Chipmunks'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4139324150027467486</id><published>2007-12-14T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:23:58.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am X-mas Pickel</title><content type='html'>So we have these monthly meetings where they do stupid stuff with prizes and updates on the company. This time they gave us some story of the X-mas Pickle. Then at the end of the meeting they told everyone to look under their chairs and low and behold, I found the X-mas Pickle. I won a 20 dollar gift certificate to Hy-Vee (which is where I was going after work anyway...score) and the shame of holding a glass-blown pickle ornament in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the midnight showing of 'I am Legend" last night. Overall...worthy of matinee prices. However, there are some of the most spectacular scenes I have ever witnessed. There is a moment (I won't give anything away) where you can actually see the shear desperation of Will Smith's character wanting nothing else but to go insane so he wouldn't be so lonely anymore. He wanted to hear the voices; anything to break the silence of the world. I felt that moment, and it was powerful. Not just in the film. That small taste of solitude and separation I had in Korea pales in comparison but with that small sense I could imagine how much more difficult it was for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4139324150027467486?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4139324150027467486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4139324150027467486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4139324150027467486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4139324150027467486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-x-mas-pickel.html' title='I am X-mas Pickel'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6742446378653583231</id><published>2007-12-11T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:20:49.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not for the work place</title><content type='html'>I probably mentioned an awesome calender I got a while back of nude girls interacting (not in a dirty way) with retro-video game memorabilia or traditional video game playing scenarios; my favorite is still the naked girl who fell asleep while playing Nintendo, any gamer worth his salt has been there...probably not naked...then again.... Well, the people at nerdcore have made another calender for 2008. Some of the same models but the theme for this calender is super heroins and vixens. Although not my favorite nerd aspect, I will still get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.totallynerdcore.com/Enter/index.htm"&gt;www.totallynerdcore.com/Enter/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6742446378653583231?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6742446378653583231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6742446378653583231&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6742446378653583231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6742446378653583231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/12/www.html' title='Not for the work place'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6550078154190085250</id><published>2007-12-10T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:58:34.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M*A*S*H</title><content type='html'>M*A*S*H was on the air for 11 years, 1972-1983. Very few series make it that far. For good reason; great writer, great cast, and a great premise. Also, M*A*S*H has been in syndication the past 25 years in every country. It is said that there isn't a time of day that M*A*S*H isn't on somewhere in the world. M*A*S*H is the most popular television series. The broadcast of the final 2 and half hour episode broke the record of the most watch show ever. Millions of people tuned in to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't always like this though. In its first season it got ranked number 48. It was going to be cancelled if it wasn't for the wife of the head of FOX. She absolutely loved the show and no one could beat pillow talk. So it ran a for another season and became the hit it is after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I case you didn't realize, I finished M*A*S*H. I laughed, I cried, I made sandwiches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finished Wonder Showzen. A lot of shows in the second season I hadn't seen before, like an entire episode devoted to 'Horse Apples', a show within the show similar to 'Laugh In' only with white trash, rednecks and hillbillies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Zelda: Twilight Princess. Disappointing ending for my taste but pretty good for someone younger. They touched on the dark side of the video game genre but it just kinda faded away and became childish again...symbolic of the Asian culture again. I think that will be my last Zelda game that I play, I'm just not into a game that cuts out some of its target audience for the quick buck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also received the first season of Man vs. Wild. Miss Lynn laughed at me when I wanted first to keep all the episodes on the DVR. She something to the effect of why would I need them, do I plan to be stranded in the wild anytime soon...something like that. I collect survival shows, like real survival shows, ones that teach. I feel more at home when I watch these and learn from them. Why, I don't know. I have 2 visions of when I look to the future of my life. One is I have a daughter and I'm raising her alone. The other is I travel, I survive on my own means. These vision don't coincide, just these are what I see when I'm asked. Granted, these may be ideal in my mind, or how I want my life to turn out, but I can't shake the feeling of what I see. So, I watch every honest survival show I can find. And if you are going to retort with Survivor Man, don't. That is a reality show of a guy surviving, he doesn't teach like Man vs Wild does if you get into a trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started God of War 2 and it is about as I expected. Frelling awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6550078154190085250?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6550078154190085250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6550078154190085250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6550078154190085250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6550078154190085250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/12/mash.html' title='M*A*S*H'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-9102314565919027677</id><published>2007-12-06T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T11:19:26.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 coppers...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I live here, so I might as well as talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School shootings, Mall shootings, gang shootings, terrorism... ... ...it is all senseless violence... ...and I don't care. I don't really know anyone who would shop at Von Maur around lunch hour so I wasn't worried if I knew anybody. Every radio station and News station was covering it because this town has little to report...so why not take our chance and saturate every chance we get about terrible and evil things. Seriously, every report jumped at it like jackals on a fresh kill...like it is world news. Anyway...so it was on every radio station, so I turned it to classical which had a small report and then back to music. I watched some stuff on the DVR and some netflix that showed up, went to the laundr-o-mat, cause I didn't want to get stuck with dirty clothes after the storm hit today, and watch a little more netflix, then went to bed. I get to work this morning and my boss asks if I'm okay. I said 'Yeah, I've requested to keep out of the loop, but informed every now and then to know how he is doing," (thinking she was referring to my dad). She says, "no, no, no, I mean, I'm glad everything is going well with your dad. I was talking about the shooting." I had completely forgot about that. That is how much I care. It happened, It hasn't effected directly in any way, I have nothing at stake, it was a tragedy, I move on. I'm not mad, pissed, upset, frustrated, etc. at the shooter. I do feel a bit upset with the people he knew. People don't do this on a whim, their environment leads them to it, the people they interact with (not necessarily bad people, maybe hard life, hard upbringing, hard times, maybe he saw how things and people treated his friends and family and felt angry and useless), the stories they hear and experience. He didn't do this... ... ...we did, society did, his parents, his friends, his environment, his medication (if he was taking any) or lack thereof, not the lessons he was taught, but how he learned them. They all had a hand in it. He just fired the gun. Speaking of, AK-47?!?!?! Well, he wanted to go out with a bang, that's the gun to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop tragedies like this, you can't protect yourself from them, there are bad eggs out there. True, you may not have a chance to say good-bye, to hold your loved ones close, you may not be ready to die yet. Tough, Death is gonna find you, he always does, so kiss your loved ones, love them like it is your last chance,... ... ...cause it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recommendation is to make your peace with what you need to. Don't fear death, fight the fear that you may die at any moment with acceptance. Enjoy the beauty in everything, even in the process of life moving on without you. Truly realize the effect you have on the world even if it is your little corner of it. All other worries seem to melt into minor inconveniences, and if you fret over minor inconveniences, then you worry to much about things beyond your control. Life is about living it. So live each day, not as if it were your last, just live it. Find that small piece of enjoyment and hold on to it. Any day is worth enjoying even a bad one. How else are you gonna enjoy the beauty that much more if you don't remember how ugly things can get. Things like this bring out the best and worst in people. And it is sad that it takes things like this to remind us to cherish what we have in our lives and that we are still experiencing it. But that is how our society has evolved. It takes things like this to shake the awareness of the public out of their zombified comas of everyday life, and to see the world again refreshed. Take it from someone who woke up 12 years ago, if you hang on to that feeling of awakened-ness nothing will come as a shock anymore; the world will have death and life all over it and you will see how organized all this chaos is. And it is a thing of indescribable beauty. You will feel like you are one with understanding. You will feel bright. I won't embellish to much; after all, I have succumbed quite often since then, kinda like nodding off in class, but I snapped out of it myself every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is my 2 coppers,... ... ...he can have 'em... ... ...the ferry man needs to be paid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-9102314565919027677?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/9102314565919027677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=9102314565919027677&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/9102314565919027677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/9102314565919027677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-2-coppers.html' title='My 2 coppers...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6576400454983935271</id><published>2007-12-04T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:07:56.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update of ulimate power...</title><content type='html'>First, I would like to apologize. I have been extremely distant. I like it that way when I get depressed; although, I do appreciate company, if you have something else you need/want to do, then do it and don't waste my time. If you think you are helping by just hanging around, you're not. This message is not directed to anyone for this certain bout of depression. No one bothered me this time around (I thank you for that), and if you had the good fortune to call at a time I was home, I was more than willing to talk if you were interested in listening. And for all those that minded their own business but probably gave me well wishes in the privacy of there own mind, I thank you for that as well...even though that was kinda of lazy of you ;). I kid, I kid. To be honest, when I get depressed, I don't want pity, I don't want sorrys, I don't want people feeling bad for me. I am doing more than my own share of that. There are plenty of people in the world who are worse off than I. I can handle it, I'll deal, and I'll pull through. Physician heal thy self, right? Well, a few vacation days with work spliced in, few distractions, and hole to dig myself out of is all that was needed ( the metaphoric 'hole' is excessive eating of nasty foods for my body, i.e. milk products and apples).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, is my dad doing better? That is a difficult question. The reason his was admitted to the hospital has cleared up. But he is still an extremely long way from recovered, so far that he may not make it. It is his decision though. He has to want to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well, I have 2 seasons left of M*A*S*H. I am going to miss watching it every night. I've laughed, I've cried, I've sat in amazement at what has been cut from today's broadcast compared to then. Nearly 25 min shows, where today's is closer to 20 mins and 10 mins of commercials. Anyway, there is still the finale and hours of DVD extras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff I've seen and played:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games: Shadow of Rome&lt;br /&gt;Eh, it runs on a similar engine as God of War. Caesar is killed. Your father is blamed and you're on the run. Not very enthralling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess - no, I don't have Wii. It is also on GameCube. Eh, at first it was like any other Zelda game. And then it got dark. It was real interesting for awhile. But the interesting has worn off and now it is a typical Zelda game again. More and/or different things to do. For instance; there are a lot more Japanese cultural signals than before. Also, a few side questing things like normal but not nearly as difficult and time consuming. They also really up-ed the fishing part. It is kinda like fly fishing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got God of War 2, I'm close to finishing Zelda so I'll wait on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies/Netflix:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent: I just saw No County for Old Men. To be honest the whole film caught me by surprise. I was edge of my seat one minute, and relaxed the next. It felt like a long journey to blue balls, but I was tricked into thinking that I was satisfied enough. Kinda like my ex use to do. I did enjoy it though, very well done and well scripted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother told a while back to watch Arrested Development. I finally have seen some of it (I will see all of it eventually) but it isn't living up to the standards he set for me. It's good, just not as good as he said. But, I give his opinion the benefit of the doubt so my final judgement will hold til then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder Showzen on DVD. I can't explain this show if you have never seen it. It is like Sesame Street on Heroin and Meth...yeah. Anyway, with extended footage and deleted/outtake scenes, makes this experience all the more... ... ...eventful. It ran on MTV for 2 seasons and 16 episodes. All are just as demented as the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finish Season 1 of Seaquest DSV. I love this show. Can't wait til season 2 is available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawn Togehter: Season 2 - eh, ain't missing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 2 of Hercules - this is were Bruce Campbell makes his debue as the King of Thieves. He is always entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, Steven King's The Mist - not to be confused with John Carpenter's The Fog :). I love it. I usually don't get that into Steven King film adaptions. I love Shawshank, I thought Green Mile was good. His others, besides It, are alright, not my kind of stuff, but I watch them. This, though, was awesome. The movie is basically, which doesn't do it justice, SciFi. A mist rolls into a small town that happens to contain creatures from another dimension, trapping 40 some people into the local grocery store. The creatures aren't aggressive, just looking for food as any other animal does. Again, his story revolves around what humans do in dire circumstances. But what really shot this one home for me was the end message. This movie is good all the way up to the end, which is where it turns to frelling awesome. The end will have you going "Oh ...my ...gawd, ... ... ...that is a fucking kick ass story." I can't ruin this ending, it just isn't in my nature to tell you what happens. This is one you have to see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that note, g-day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6576400454983935271?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6576400454983935271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6576400454983935271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6576400454983935271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6576400454983935271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/12/update-of-ulimate-power.html' title='Update of ulimate power...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-1796786516406345670</id><published>2007-11-27T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:24:45.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>... ... ...</title><content type='html'>So I have hit a bout of mild depression. First, no one really had any of my stew that I made this Thanksgiving, even though it got rave reviews. Granted no one really ate anything since it was after many had already attended their own Thanksgiving meals. But still... Second, Miss Lynn and J-dog are house-sitting...and everyday, they come back home to do 'something', I can understand getting the mail, but coming home to clean then go back out there. So although the house is to myself it isn't really since they come back everyday. Now, bare in mind, this wouldn't be an issue if it weren't for number 3 on my list, which I'll get to in a minute. I just want some time to be alone and be depressed. I am aware that I'm slacking on my chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 3. My dad has entered my life again without my full permission. He was admitted to the hospital last week. He is in bad shape (no surprise). ... ... ... ...that's all I feel like saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-1796786516406345670?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/1796786516406345670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=1796786516406345670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1796786516406345670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1796786516406345670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='... ... ...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-9052905925360400550</id><published>2007-11-15T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:11:28.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrorfest 2007 part 2</title><content type='html'>I have been insanely busy at work. That and small projects at home. But I got me a long break today, now that I am caught-up. I post the rest of my reviews to the horrorfest below, even though it is late. I give an update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulberry Street - Set in an apartment building, that has just told all the tenants that will be evicted, in Brooklyn. There is a disease about to spread. It is unknown how this disease started but what is known is that it is spread through rat bites. And the rats of Brooklyn have become extremely agitated. This disease turn people into rat people. Yes, rat people. Now, that sound completely stupid for a horror film; however, it was really well done for having a stupid plot. It was made similar to 28 days later. It is like a zombie infestation only they are not dead, they're just rat people. But seriously it was really good. I would say it stands a chance against 28 day later, it won't win (cause to many ladies think the guy in 28 days later is hot), but it stands a chance.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3 raptors - I was edge of my seat for a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare Man - This is another T&amp;amp;A film only this one was corny. Decently shot, good emotion, scary at parts, but when the end came, dear gawd, really?...I mean, really? A woman purchases a fertility mask from Africa. Whether it is a fertility mask or not is never made clear, but it is a mask with horns, and a scary-ish face. Well, she begins to have nightmare about a masked man trying to kill her or rape her or whatever. She believes she has a evil entity inside her and her pills keep the demon at bay but on her way to commit herself she encounters an identical masked man trying to kill her. She runs through the woods, she gets hurt. She comes across a party of 20-somethings have a truth or dare party. She sounds crazy saying the demon got out and she needs her pills (she dropped them in the woods). Anyway, most everyone dies. The killer was hired by her husband who was cheating on her (which never came up, I mean not a hint of infidelity). She turns into this supposed demon inside her, kills everybody else except one girl who manages to kill her. The survivor is possessed and needs pills now. She commits herself and the doctors decide to stop her medication because she is doing better. Almost instantly her transforms into the demon...THE END. Aside from the naked ladies, it was crap. Seriously all three days I went, the first film of the day was crap. I had to suffer through an hour and a half of crap before the good stuff. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Ex-raptor feeding grounds - the naked girls weren't really attractive, but their boobs were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooth and Nail - I had high expectations for this film. And even though it didn't meet them It still was really great. Now, again, I am bias. This film had my favorite actress from year's horrorfest. Rachel Miner from Penny Dreadful. Unfortunately, not her best role this time. She did well in the beginning but she just doesn't do evil very well. Which is odd, she has a look about her that screams evil, its all in the eyebrows. Anyway, and Rider Strong comes back for another horrorfest film in the same year; nice. The film is about a post apocalyptic world not to far off. No war, no disease, no famine, not global warming or any other economic disaster; we just ran out of gas. Most of the American population has traveled south where it is mentioned that it is a constant war zone down there for survival. A small band of about 12 people decided to stay in a hospital in Philadelphia. And, for the adversity, some humans have resorted to cannibalism for food. Leading the cannibals are 2 very good villain actors; Michael Madsen and Vinnie Jones. Also, apparently the world has gotten so bad that everybody has changed their name to a nomadic survival name; i.e. Jackal, Darwin, Viper, etc. And leading the host of survivors in the hospital is no other than the leader of the nerds from revenge of the nerds Robert Carradine. I liked this film. I had a fun time. As for a film though, it was a bit below par. The script was terrible; the acting was good, but with bad lines; very little action, more of a drama/suspense than a horror film.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3 raptors - I really liked it but it wasn't that great of a film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Eights - Lame. A few old actors. The film is about 6 friends who gather for another friends funeral. He left them a message to visit such and such place. They do. They remember they had a 8th friend that they had forgotten about after they discover her body. Her ghost kills them all one by one. When they were kids, they were sent away to this research facility. They all escaped, but they had to hide their 8th friend cause she had a bad leg. They told her they would be back for her. They did come back but she had already suffocated in her hiding spot by then. So they hid it, and buried it, and forgot about. That is pretty much it. The characters at typical film persona. There is a strong one, a brave one, a smart one, a artistic one, a crazy one, an angry one, blah, blah, blah. It was film well, though. I think by the time I saw this film I just wanted the horrorfest to end.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3 raptors - it was a good film, it just didn't appeal to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-9052905925360400550?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/9052905925360400550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=9052905925360400550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/9052905925360400550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/9052905925360400550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/11/horrorfest-2007-part-2.html' title='Horrorfest 2007 part 2'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-1395533119510376736</id><published>2007-11-13T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T10:03:58.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrorfest 2007 part 1</title><content type='html'>This will be a 2 part-er instead of 3. Although it took a lot out of me I really did enjoy it. Also, if you are interested in any of the films they are still on for this weekend. 16th - 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a reposting of my ratings; the more the slaughter, the better:&lt;br /&gt;65 million years later - will never die by raptors&lt;br /&gt;Ex-raptor feeding grounds - small chance of raptor death (much like being hit by lightning)&lt;br /&gt;Raptor feeding grounds - decent chance of death but possible survival&lt;br /&gt;1 raptor - will die but not after lots of torturous waiting as it stalks you&lt;br /&gt;2 raptors - will die after they start eating you&lt;br /&gt;3 raptors - will die before you even see the other 2&lt;br /&gt;Raptor nest - will die with a vengeance&lt;br /&gt;Raptor hunting party - signing you soul away could not protect you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unearthed - Crap, pure and udder crap. This film is about the disappearance of the Anasazi tribe. It starts out decent, well enough for a standard B-movie. But then came the explanation of the plot. It took all of 5 mins from cave drawings. And it wasn't like these elaborate cave drawing, no, it was the people reading the cave drawings. First, it was some intelligent creature, then it was an alien, then it was an alien bent on our destruction, then it was an alien that was peaceful and "something" happen to make it turn on us. Then it turned into a alien researcher that came to investigate our world's species that turned on us. Then there was the alien itself. Was it cool looking? Yes. Was it original? No. So what did it look like? It was an alien from the movie Aliens. Yeah. No, it didn't look kinda like it, it look exactly like it. Next, bad, bad, bad, terrible acting and direction. This movie is crap. If you ever come across it; burn it, destroy your TV, gouge your eyes out. It is better than sitting through an hour and a half of this shit.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 65 million years later - I don't think I need to add to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Deaths of Ian Stone - I was looking forward to this film. Not high expectations but high enough. And it didn't disappoint. Cool concept. A man dies everyday, and when he wakes up he is in a new life with very little, if any, memory of the previous. And he has to figure out why this is happening to him and who is doing it. Fun stuff. The acting isn't to shabby. Dramatic, sure. But a good time. Granted you can figure out the entire story about halfway into it but it is still good to watch. Bad points. Apparently, the are spirits out there that feed on fear and can kill you whenever they feel like it and you have no control in the matter what so ever. And, at the end, we are told that there is this one spirit who found a way to kill his own kind and he is the only one. And then all the other spirits attempt to take him down; well, if he is the ONLY spirit who can kill his own kind, wouldn't the others try to avoid him at all costs since they don't know how to kill him? Huge plot hole in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3 raptors - It is an intense film. And even though you may have figured it out you never really know til the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borderland - Out of every 8 films there has to be the best and this is it. This was the best one, of course, I am a little bias. I really like movies about Mexico. Desperado, Once upon a time in Mexico, From Dusk til Dawn, Way of the Gun. They are like people from today, trapped in the old west. Actually, I guess it really is that I like movies in third world economies. Anyway, this is based on a true event on the Mexican border. A satanic cult that slaughter people for rituals of power. Many were caught, many are still at large today. This is about 3 guys who go across the border to have a good time. One gets nabbed and the others try to find him. And, of course, are way over their heads. The first of the 8 to have some stars in it. First is Rider Strong; you may remember him from Boy Meets World on Disney. And second, probably the most under-rated actor (IMO) Sean Astin, Sam from Lord of the Rings. Top notch film, really. If your gonna see any or you debated to see any, this is the one hands down. The thing I loved about it was realism. This was as real as you can get, in a horror film, to a real occurrence of events.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Raptor nest - not a perfect score because it was still a little corny in some places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Dead - This is the T&amp;amp;A film of the 8. Even though there is only one girl that gets naked and she dies pretty quickly. Well, not quickly, but is dies early on. Cool way too, pick axe through the cheek (her face) and pinned to a tree. Still alive for a while. But this one was bad in plot. The acting was so-so. But gwad the plot. Incest, that is what it boiled down to. Some family wanted to keep the blood line uber pure, so incest was there answer. And anyone who got in the way was killed. Not mention that 2 of the family members (conceived by mother and son) were portrayed and retarded and deformed, as well as freakish-ly strong and violent. It was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Raptor feeding grounds - the naked girl was pretty hot IMHO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-1395533119510376736?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/1395533119510376736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=1395533119510376736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1395533119510376736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1395533119510376736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/11/horrorfest-2007-part-1.html' title='Horrorfest 2007 part 1'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-3370226491137268155</id><published>2007-11-12T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:53:18.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I unleash...</title><content type='html'>Just give you a small report on the goings on of the past days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My horrorfest reviews will be in 3 parts again and will start in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Spamalot twice, I really liked it but the second time was to get a better seat and to grab a CD since I didn't have a cash on me the first time. Yay for better seat for which to see bouncing boobies better... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori Amos was good; not the best show ever but good. I took out a fellow co-worker, along with Miss Lynn and J-dog with one of their friends. We drank, we laughed, we tripped, we jaunted, we trekked, we drank, we ate, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netflix/Gamefly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ladies do it - sexual liberation for women and the struggle of a married woman discovering it. This film has inspired me to think about an American version of it. It is an Italian/French film. What is weird, is that Americans would consider this pornographic, but it is on Netflix. There is visible penetration between the actors. Anyway, I would love to make this in America. Using porn stars (because they are, apparently, the only people who would consider fucking on film in America) and pay them as actors (on top of their porn pay)...hopefully they can act. That is what was great about this film. These weren't porn stars, they were actors who had sex on film. It really is a shame when there is a difference in our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather Woman - A weather girl becomes famous for flashing her panties while she reports the weather. That is it in a nut-shell. It was suppose to be funny but this brand of Japanese comedy isn't very funny to me. Oh, that and it sucked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Soccer - A low budget film. Get rich quick scheme of getting girls to play against Chinese boys and distract them so they can win the games. Basically, a bad soft porn from China. Sex for no reason, flash backs of sex for no reason, girls flashing and doing rather awkward dancing (considered sexy I guess), and finally the girls with big boobs don't get topless. It was like A-cup or less got the action. There was a D-cup (at least), and she got ignored the whole film even though she was add to the team because she had a D-cup (at least). Didn't make any sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undressed for Success - Um, this wasn't even a film. It was one of those Playboy DVD's of just a girl getting nude. Seriously, It was one girl getting nude; she even gave her bios (measurements, likes/dislikes, aspirations), this btw was the only speaking during the whole thing. Why, why? Why does netflix have this on their shelves but it took forever to put Erik the Viking in their list (just added last week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That does it for the sexplotation films for now. The next stuff on my list is Seaquest DSV. Sweet. On to gamefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BloodRayne 2 - Okay, not gay but lame. No boobs even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casshern - interesting, very interesting. Creating the ultimate human, experiment goes wrong, makes evil rulers, make one fighter to take it all down. Typical RPG type Japanese film. But cool special effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captivity - Hot and sexy Eliza Cuthbert...again, not naked, but damn close. We'll break her one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge to Terabithia - I loved this film. I just wanted to see the extras since I have already seen it and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castlevania: Curse of Darkness - If you liked Castlevania: Symphony of the Night you'll like this 3D version. A little time consuming but not to bad, not fantastic either. Even though the animation for your character has him running all the time, he un-freaking-believably slow. Either that, or the map is just too huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond Good or Evil - So far I like it...kind of. You're a journalist on a far off planet. Take picture of creature for money and to investigative work. You also have a staff to fight with (so far). I played for like 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagero: Deception 2 - Kinda like Trapt only much older. You are protecting some alien race by killing people as they enter your mansion...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deception 3: Dark Delusions - similar to Trapt and Kagero only you have to fight your way out of the mansion and then re-conquer it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-3370226491137268155?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/3370226491137268155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=3370226491137268155&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3370226491137268155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3370226491137268155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/11/before-i-unleash.html' title='Before I unleash...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-33327353743496880</id><published>2007-11-08T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T11:23:09.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be brief</title><content type='html'>I'm going tonight to Spamalot; I can see all of the Horrorfest film this weekend and go see Tori Amos on Saturday. And I have a few movies and games to watch and play for review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Celts - not as interesting as Sex and the Celts. Actually, it was pretty boring. It was made around the 70's in England. A lot of dry British humor thrown in with a documentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is Zero - okay, not Japanese sexplotaion comedy but Korean. To be honest, it wasn't uber funny, but it was entertaining. It made me miss Korea as a whole. There are somethings I really did enjoy and although this film didn't flaunt those things, it still reminded me of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also rented Bloodrayne 2...I know, I know. But I got a coupon in the mail for 1.99 rentals for the rest of the year at Blockbuster because my store (well, they think it is my store) is closed down. So I snagged a few to watch. Bloodrayne in the old west. This is gonna be gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-33327353743496880?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/33327353743496880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=33327353743496880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/33327353743496880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/33327353743496880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/11/ill-be-brief.html' title='I&apos;ll be brief'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-7450751384217989779</id><published>2007-11-06T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T13:19:57.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November flix</title><content type='html'>Erotica - about a girl named Erotica (Spanish film) who steals a bunch of money with 2 guys, one of the guys gets caught and Erotica and her beau run away to a small village to sell sponges...yeah. Basically it was your run of the mill bad Latino soap opera. Except the girl of the story wore a rather extremely see through top, that is when she wasn't washing it in the lake, topless. That was about it; 90 mins of crap and an okay-lookin' topless Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never on Sunday - old b&amp;amp;w film. An American goes to Greece to discover where the world went wrong. He believes Greece (and Italy, of which he combines with Greece as one country) to have been the pinnacle of civilization back in the ancient Rome days. He wants to know how did things get so bad (his prospective). He runs into Illia, a Greek whore with a heart of gold. Everybody loves Illia. She is her own boss; she decides who she will take to her bed, and she never works on Sunday. That is her day to go to the theater. Well, our American has such high morals that he takes it upon himself to 'help' her change her ways. Old b&amp;amp;w basics, happy people, one man thinks he knows better, changes things, everybody wants back the way it was, he learns to love life in a way he never understood before. Eh. I liked it but...well, nothing bad about it but it was saturated with Greek stereotypes. Not bad stereotypes just saturated with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dreamers - France during the Vietnam War. An American college student (who loves film), obtains 2 new friends and is brought past the edge of his sexual and moral boundaries. It was good but it was filled with everything I hated about that era (all of it political). But it did have lots of nudity, lots and lots of nudity. And since the film only revolved around 3 people, 2 boys and 1 girl, you get 2 the male nudity as you do of the women. Oh well, that's the French for you. But you do get extreme close-ups of the extremely nude Eva Green. She played Sibylla in Kingdom of Heaven and Vesper Lynd in Casino Royale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex &amp;amp; the Celts - Documentary about the Celts, Sex, and how today's standards came to be. Very interesting actually. It was kind of odd to be aroused by a documentary. All the professionals were very into talking about it. Most of it was like "Wow, that is really cool," and the rest was like "Okay, you are getting way to excited talking about that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 2 disc documentary on just the Celts to finish and then the next batch is fully of Sexplotation Japanese Comedies. Yeah, I don't know what to make of that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to this month's agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Spamalot. I don't care how or when but I going. It starts tonight and ends on Sunday. Next is Horrorfest 2007. I bought my all access pass but I forgot that I had plans this Saturday night so I will have to push it to next Saturday, the Horrorfest films that is. I will be going to Tori Amos this Saturday. I have 3 days to see 4 movies before they leave the theaters. Evanesence is coming to Lincoln on November 27th. I have Double Thanksgivings. One on the Sunday before and the one out at K&amp;amp;C's, of which I am making my Hot Sauce recipe. Once again, a busy month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, I'm gonna take December off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-7450751384217989779?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/7450751384217989779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=7450751384217989779&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7450751384217989779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7450751384217989779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-flix.html' title='November flix'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8523152977127637651</id><published>2007-10-26T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T23:05:08.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrorfest 2007</title><content type='html'>Okay, this has been advertising for a while but I just saw it tonight and guess who has two thumbs and is going..."This Guy (points both thumbs at self with stupid smile)" 8 new films. 3 nights. 3 on Friday, 3 on Saturday, and 2 on Sunday. I even bought an all access pass. This is great. I hope this happens every year. This will be like my one big annual thing (next to ren faire/seeing the Jolly Rogers).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8523152977127637651?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8523152977127637651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8523152977127637651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8523152977127637651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8523152977127637651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/horrorfest-2007.html' title='Horrorfest 2007'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-3173900863999378341</id><published>2007-10-25T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:55:01.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, Twins!</title><content type='html'>Not as good as the Please, Teacher!, but still good. It seemed that this series was made by the same guy who made the OVA of Please, Teacher!. It was little more cartoonie. But, when it wasn't, it was just as good as Please, Teacher!. It starts with three strangers, all of whom were adopted and they all have the same picture of 2 baby children playing in front of a house. One male and one female. The main characters have one additional female though. So, who is the twin and who is the stranger? This is the question of the series all way to episode 11, after that the question is how will they continue. During the course of the series the girls find out that they are in love with their maybe brother. And they both hope that they are not the twin so they can be with him, but one of them is the twin. So, they make a pact to not ask him on a date, to tell the other immediately if they find out who is the twin, to support the other in their relationship when they find out which one is which, and make sure that they are the only 2 that Mike has to choose from for a girlfriend. Meanwhile, Mike discovers that he does love both of them and really doesn't want to know the answer. No hanky panky goes on between all the main characters except the accidental 'trip and kiss', the intentional kiss (one of the girls can't contain her emotions), and the accidental 'running into your roommate while they are naked/in a compromising position. There is; however, compared to Please, Teacher!, a lot of nudity. Now usually there is some warning saying that all nudity is depicted as the characters being of legal age. Well, the main characters are all around 14-15 years old (they are all the same age, it just never comes up how old they are; however, they are freshmen or sophomores in high school. That is made apparent since all the main characters from Please, Teacher! are now in there senior year). Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of nudity. But there is so much so often that the fact they are naked kinda washes out. You see, just about every episode the girls have a bath together (Japanese custom) and they talk about...well, what girls talk about. The last episode, though, all the female characters of the entire series are seen naked. But the problem I had is that this runs on the underage nudity (thank gawd it isn't pre-teen). Also, another point about the nudity. I like how they didn't make it the focus. Whenever the girls are naked, you may see their whole naked body but it is like they are dolls. "They're smooth 'round the bend," and they have the faintest of nipples. They have nipples because they point out, but the coloring is practically the shade of their skin so they are barely noticeable. You can see them, but barely. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't want to watch the last stuff. I didn't want it to end. I have been so impressed by both series that I just want the to keep the story alive. I didn't like the ending that much but it was inevitable. Well, I'm done with the animes for a while. On to more movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-3173900863999378341?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/3173900863999378341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=3173900863999378341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3173900863999378341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3173900863999378341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/please-twins.html' title='Please, Twins!'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-9084631642435733360</id><published>2007-10-23T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T06:54:49.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In tribute to Hunid Racks...Harness the power of 400 babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="464" height="388" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf?1193116605" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=5176" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;embed width="464" height="388" flashvars="key=5176" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf?1193116605" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/5176"&gt;Powerthirst&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/"&gt;FunnyOrDie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-9084631642435733360?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/9084631642435733360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=9084631642435733360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/9084631642435733360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/9084631642435733360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/powerthirst-on-funnyordie.html' title='In tribute to Hunid Racks...Harness the power of 400 babies'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-5757898496899925756</id><published>2007-10-22T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T13:59:11.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At a glimpse...</title><content type='html'>The costume party...&lt;br /&gt;The part was good, saw a lot of people I knew, had fun conversing. Checked out the decorations, excellent work btw. They turned the living room into the milk bar in Clockwork Orange. Very, very good job on it. They turned the downstairs bathroom (which has the laundry room in it) into the computer core room of Space Odyssey 2001; complete with a giant Hal 9000 computer, with blinking eye, looking at you while you poo. The Dining room was the beer game room but it was decorated with army stuff to resemble Full Metal Jacket. And the front room was decked out as the hotel in the Shining complete with room 209 posted on the bathroom door at the top of the stairs. There was a lull in the party about mid-way. Chips, Whit and I felt left out. but that changed when we started with the beer games; beer pong and tippy cup. There was even fire dancing. For real. Not someone on fire, but real Hawaiian fire dancing. Saw some old friends, met some fine ladies. No nookie this time, which is a good thing. They may have been fine but I'm quite certain that a number of other men thought so too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday party...&lt;br /&gt;Now, although not nearly as good as the costume party, it was just good enough for a wind down party from the previous night. Again, saw some old friends and met some fine ladies. One of them thought she was extra fine. She was good lookin' and I'm really happy I got out of there quick otherwise she would have snagged my ass. In case I have never said so...I'm easy...sort of. I still have my own tastes (which are mostly concepts instead of physical characteristics), but if I squint just right...well you can figure out the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to be at work today. This is why I hate when I have to do things on the weekend. I always feel like I missed an entire day of rest. I don't want to see or talk to anybody. I just want to go home. I also really need to work on getting more sleep, but getting up and going to work and having like 5 hours to relax and get chores done sux...so I usually squeeze in 2 more hours, but it kills me for work. I know, I know. But this is my first real full time job. And I put up with the schedule for almost a year now. I love this job, I just really needed another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I had another fraudulent charge on my credit card. It is a good thing I check that stuff. This time they had my numbers but used a different name. A Mario Nuwega? or something. They used it on a mobile software tech site...and me having no kind of mobile tech...again, you can put the pieces together from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice my apathy? All this, "You figure it out", crap. Oh well, just one more week and I got three days off and work one day then 2 more off due to weekends. I'm really looking forward to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-5757898496899925756?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/5757898496899925756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=5757898496899925756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5757898496899925756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5757898496899925756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/at-glimpse.html' title='At a glimpse...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-951991748794815577</id><published>2007-10-19T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T14:54:24.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Master Chief</title><content type='html'>I went to go see MC Chris last night. For those who don't know, he is the white rapper for the nerd/geek/gamer. It was a good show but I seem to have a lot of crap on the brain that I didn't get to enjoy it very much. I don't even remember what all of that crap was. Anyway, some of you may know MC Chris from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. He had a few guest spots as the continuously reincarnated rapper MC PeePants. Some stuff I don't like about him and some I do. For instance, you can ONLY get a cd of his if you go to the show. He doesn't restock merchandise; once it is sold, its gone. Eh. Apparently his hard drive and external drive went out on him before the concert so the show was cut short. The opening band was cool enough. A few good songs and they had the end boss fights of Final Fantasy VII playing on the big screen. It was lame though, whoever was playing that game was trying to drag out the fights while the band was on stage. Stupid jack ass dragged it out to long and they had to cut it in the middle of the last boss fight. Rookies. I've beaten that game like 8 times; I could time those boss fights from the grave. Which...would be cool. Zombie T kickin' some major ass in Final Fantasy VII, "He's still got it (thumbs high)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the concert was fun, the opening band was cool. Chips and I got stood up by Dr. B. The concert didn't start til 10:30 (scheduled at 9). Did my best to keep away from the smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was pissed because of the late start time, being stood up, the constraint on my time schedule, not getting the full show, not having enough money on hand to obtain some swag, feeling uncomfortable in my clothes (this is probably the biggie for me; nothing I hate more than not feeling comfortable in my own skin). And I bought the wrong size of fabric for the costume party. The last isn't a biggie but still got to go out of my way to fix it before tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MC stands for MASTER CHIEF!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-951991748794815577?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/951991748794815577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=951991748794815577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/951991748794815577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/951991748794815577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/master-chief.html' title='Master Chief'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6033580075753969567</id><published>2007-10-18T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:47:36.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, Teacher!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I loved this series. I loved it. I had a great time watching it. Some say it started slow, I don't think so. Well, it did, but it had to. That is how a good story draws you in. What I loved about this series is the context. Love. This is the kinda love I believe in. A love that surpasses all boundaries imposed upon you by what society has said to be right and wrong. It is love people, there is no right and wrong when it comes to love. And this series shows that. The female is a typical career-oriented 23 year-old. Didn't have much in the way of relationships when she grew up because she was so driven. And the male is a little interesting. Legally, he is 18 but still has the mind and body of a 15 year-old. Yet, when he lost those 3 years he seem to grow mentally only. Anyway, a 15 and 23 year get married and hide that fact because she is also his teacher. This relationship stays secret throughout the whole story but it is hiding it that makes the story. In addition, this isn't the only story line. It turns out that one of the male leads friend's also has the same condition he has only she looks 15 but is really 21 legally. So, he helps her from scumming to the disease again, for fear of losing more time, by attempting to love someone else for her. His new wife is torn because she knows that it is important to him but she discovers that she is in love with him. In addition to that story line, there is another having to do with 2 of the friends of the male lead trying to build a relationship and struggling because they both have very different plans for their futures. And on top of that, the girl the male lead attempts to love is very much in love with him but, towards the end of the story, we find out that she has been seeing a teacher also. This is after the male lead breaks up with her, again. But the story always signaled that they this male teacher and her might hook up. And with a jealous sister and over-sexed mother of the female lead and you get a great story with no bias. No one really even mentions the age difference between the couples. Barely do they even mention the problem with teacher and student having a relationship. Even the principle says that that is how he meet his wife. And the mother and sister record the female lead and her husband, the male lead, having sex in order to sell it. And no one is really put off by this. This series is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see this series because it got rave reviews, not a lot of them, but they were very rave. I didn't expect it to be that good. I don't have high hopes for relationship animes. They always seem either over the top or very dull and quite. The series is 12 episodes long with a 13th OVA episode. OVA is basically 'direct to video'. The series had such great reviews that they did an extra episode for the fans. The last episode wasn't written by the same guy nor is the animation the same; close, but not the same. And the last episode has sex in it where the series just makes you presume that it happen. Basically, the 13th episode is a fanboy episode. But still is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to get my hopes up for the next series, Please, Twins!. It is a spin-off using the same town and school and even some of the same characters. The story is about 3 people meeting at the same place where a certain photograph had been taken. Apparently they were friends, based on this photo anyway, but they don't remember it. Then they find out that 2 of the 3 are twins. There is one guy and two girls. They all know that the guy is one of the twins, but which of the girls is the other? Problem is that this comes out after the girls have fallen for the guy and he for them. The dilemma here isn't teacher/student but incest. The reviews are just as rave about this one as they are of the other. So we'll see. The next one after that, in the series of relationship anime, is Love Hina. I played a decent game of this one some time ago and discovered the anime not long after that. This time, it is one guy with 7 female prospects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is the start of a very long weekend coming up and the roommates are gone as of this morning. They did a spot clean of the place. Decent, but I will do better. And one more day of work til weekend, even though it feels like it is here already. They are getting more involved with work stuff so I feel more part of the team and not so much in fear of losing my job since I did very little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also a little anxious about this costume party. I hooked up at the last one. This time I invited a few people that I'm kinda interested in as well as few other having been invited by others that I kinda was interested in also. Oh, well. I'll just have a some fun and worry about it in the morning, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6033580075753969567?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6033580075753969567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6033580075753969567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6033580075753969567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6033580075753969567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/please-teacher.html' title='Please, Teacher!'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6365820233515331803</id><published>2007-10-17T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T08:25:05.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passin' the time</title><content type='html'>So my car's rear window was broken yesterday. But was fixed and now I'm 350 poorer...sort of. Anyway, almost 3 weeks down and 2 left with a fantastic 3 days of during the last week. I'm going to enjoy the hell out of those days. Also this weekend the roommates are gone, yay! Place all to myself for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Netflix update. Well, I left off at Flesh Gordon I think. A fun show but not fun enough to watch at normal speed. The planet Porno is hitting the earth with a sex ray causing everyone to spontaneously have orgies where ever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Your Eyes was the latest flick. This is the original version that spawned Tom Cruise to make Vanilla Sky. Aside from a few small changes, it was the exact same movie. Penelope Cruz even plays the same character in both movies. However, with one small alteration. Boobs. I never really liked Penelope, attraction wise. Way to skinny. But damn does she a pert rack. If you ever wanted to know what prefect breasts look like it would be hers. Now, I don't believe in perfection when it comes to the massive flaw that is man, but on an artistic view of what perfectly sculpted breasts would look like, she has them. I can see her beauty, always have been able to, and I still don't find her all that attractive (still to skinny); but those tits are an 11 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the next stuff. Please Teacher! is an anime series i just started watching. I didn't know what to expect but it got rave reviews so I put it in my Queue. It is about a half alien human comes to earth to watch over things and if discovered by a boy who has a rare medical condition. So rare, that he is the only one with it, ever. He has episodes he calls 'standstills'. He goes into comas when he is stressed out and during these comas he frozen in time...sort of. He went into a coma at the age of 14 and didn't come out of it for 3 years. During that time his body didn't age at all. So, today is pretends to be a 15 year-old kid (which he is mental wise) but is really 18 years old. And through a series of 'unfortunate' events he and the alien (which also his new teacher) got married. Interesting so far, only 4 episodes in. The next series is Please Twins!. we'll see how that one pans out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get to the fabric store for some toga gear, today. As well as some sewing thread. New pants and they are already tearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never get to play Haunting Ground. I just got Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix on PS2. Being playing the hell out that. At least it will be done tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6365820233515331803?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6365820233515331803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6365820233515331803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6365820233515331803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6365820233515331803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/passin-time.html' title='Passin&apos; the time'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8896581925492378265</id><published>2007-10-16T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:31:40.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Before Noon</title><content type='html'>So I wake up today and wouldn't you know it. My roommate decided to shower at the exact time I do every morning. Okay, no harm no foul. But then I get to my car, close the driver side door and my back window smashes all over the back seat. Someone or something had hit my window causing it to spider-web. I drove it to a glass shop next to my mom's place and was going to borrow her car. Turns out, her car wouldn't start. So we car around for a jump. We get my brother but he doesn't have jumper cables. So we take the battery to a auto store to get it charged...battery is dead so we need a new one. The car works now, but my mom wanted to fill the tank and tires before I took it...she worries. Then we get a call that my car will be ready by noon. We got that call at 11am. I have been late enough so I decide to go to work and pick it up later. What a day, what a day. Now I have three files to enter into the system of which I have practically no clue how to do but the others here feel confident in my ability. I think I'll pass on that and just say I don't know for today. Whatever I can do to lesson the stress of this morning. Besides, I would feel very comfortable going over this again...and again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8896581925492378265?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8896581925492378265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8896581925492378265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8896581925492378265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8896581925492378265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-before-noon.html' title='All Before Noon'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-1868321644179994619</id><published>2007-10-10T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T14:22:39.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grinding to the nub</title><content type='html'>Well, half of the week gone and nothing interesting really. I beat Battle for Middle-Earth. That was fun. I went out a bought my own copy and found a Battle for Middle-Earth anthology. That's one, two (the collector's edition), and the expansion for two (the rise of the witch king). I'm eager but I am told that the gameplay is all sorts of different from the first, which is one quality I really got into and which set it apart from other strategies games i.e. starcraft and warcraft. I also pick up the entire FFXI with 3 expansions, playonline (?), and tetra master (??) for 20 bones. Don't know if I'll play it though. This mainly for my collection of Final Fantasy. For 20 bucks, yeah, I'll pick that up. Also, I had been meaning to pick up the last of my favorite four of eight horrorfest films; Reincarnation. A Japanese flick about a killer who kills like 12 people in a hotel and to test to see if they'll meet in the next life. Cool concept, a cool film for Japanese horror/suspense. Nothing flashy, they tend to get a lower budget for their films. This is what makes some of the appeal to Asian cinema. Small budgets mean creative story and direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally buckled down and went to get some new clothes at Goodwill. I had been meaning to go for over a month. I had a plan to hit every goodwill to find the right stuff. Well, I've only went to one and got over 70 bucks worth (which as you know is a shit ton...and a shit ton is about the size of a ton of crap but bigger than a shit load). I might hit the others to find if I can get anything else that fits. I think I have rounded out my wardrobe for now, though. Oh, also got my highlights again. All set to look pretty for the up coming gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next batch of netflick will arrive today. Finishing off the Reiko set with Girl Boss Guerrilla, Delinquent Girl Boss: Worthless to Confess, and Terrifying Girls' High School: Lynch Law Classroom. This part of the Girl Boss series, which is in reference to the female Yakuza gang leader. The others are Intimate Games, a sexplotation comedy from England (a lot of these came out in the 80's and 90's. Sexplotation is in reference to action with topless girls) and Flesh Gordan. That's right, &lt;strong&gt;Flesh&lt;/strong&gt; Gordon. I've always been curious. And even though when it came out is was listed as XXX, it is now considered soft core with today's view on pornographic films. Anyway, I am a fan of the crapfest that is Flash Gordon. It is so bad that you just have to swallow your shame of watching it and just enjoy how hilarious it is, kinda flick. So, why not add porn to that mix. Let's see how funny this is going to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-1868321644179994619?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/1868321644179994619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=1868321644179994619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1868321644179994619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1868321644179994619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/grinding-to-nub.html' title='Grinding to the nub'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4487661842637623158</id><published>2007-10-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T09:07:34.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"And I said, 'Liked it? I loved it!' HAHAHAHA"</title><content type='html'>You will only get that title if you watched as many Chris Seaver films as I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I nearly a month later and guess what? I got to watch Quest for Egg Salad. That's right, 6th time is a charm. Compared to Chris's other films, it was pretty tame and boring, but I was determined to enjoy every minute of it...and I did. We also had the Drawn Together: Season 1. I wanted to find out if was more entertaining without all the bleeps and censor bars. Nope. I was more entertaining on Comedy Central. And last was my Hercules films. Flashback city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I popped, briefly, back into social circles and in less than 10 hours, I was getting wrapped into drama city. Jeez people. Anyway, one week down, approximately four to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4487661842637623158?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4487661842637623158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4487661842637623158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4487661842637623158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4487661842637623158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-i-said-liked-it-i-loved-it-hahahaha.html' title='&quot;And I said, &apos;Liked it? I loved it!&apos; HAHAHAHA&quot;'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8827150394124969652</id><published>2007-10-05T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T09:46:29.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Month</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I have plans out the wazoo. I had a doctor appointment yesterday, and hair cut (but had to re-schedule due to a long doctor appointment). I have a 'talk' tonight that I must conduct. I have dinner (supposedly) tomorrow. I have the re-scheduled hair cut on Tuesday. I have a small game night next Saturday (supposedly). A Halloween party on the 19th. A B-day party on the 20th. A dead line to meet by the 22nd. The Jolly Rogers are going to be a Val's on the 27th, which, btw, I don't care where or what else is going on...I'm going to that. And (hopefully) 3 days off starting the 30th for a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that may not seem like a lot, but combine it with trying to chew through 8 seasons of M*A*S*H, as much Netflix as possible, and try to beat HauntingGround so that I can move on to the next game a finish these lists, as well as clean and re-arrange my room to how I like. Get the house on a bit of a clean schedule. Shop for new clothes at the Goodwills (I really need it. I'm almost down to rags). And counsel a few friends. This is what takes a lot out of me. It's just that most of the time all they want is company and very little advice. The stigma of a counselor. You never understand why people don't listen; kids don't listen cause they don't know how (well, fully how yet); adults...well, I think it is because they just want people to tell them they are doing the right thing and effing up all the time. Now, I take everything people tell me, about me, to heart. You think I'm effing up, tell me. I either know and do so cause it is funny to me, or am completely oblivious to it. I do enjoy the people that want me to listen, hell, anybody to listen. They just need to vent. This I like. This I enjoy. And usually I offer a different POV for them to look at or think about. But man the ones who just...in one ear and out their ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had my little sabbatical from the world and now time to re-enter a few circles. And wouldn't you know. I take a little time off, and when I come back it is like all hell broke loose. Well, it feels like that. In truth, it is more like I am re-entering hell. Oh, let me make one thing clear. My definition of hell and yours are 2 completely different things. It isn't fire and brimstone. It isn't torturous. It isn't an eternity of anguish and suffering. It just seems like it. My hell is life itself. The struggle of day to day. Some days to take 2 steps forward and some you take 5 back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few sayings from my ancient wisdom calender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless we agree to suffer, we cannot be free from suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not get it from yourself, where will you go for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All wisdom is rooted in learning to call things by the right name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ordinary people know, they are sages. If sages understand, they are ordinary people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand the currents of the river, he who wishes to know the truth must enter the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who knows others is wise: he who knows himself is enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know the road ahead, ask those coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favorite:&lt;br /&gt;If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8827150394124969652?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8827150394124969652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8827150394124969652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8827150394124969652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8827150394124969652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-month.html' title='Long Month'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8855950169485157368</id><published>2007-10-01T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T08:22:40.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accomplishments</title><content type='html'>I finished Season 3 of M*A*S*H. Only 8 more to go. I got the first 2 movies of Hercules, unbroken this time, from Netflix. Ahh, good memories. I also, accidentally, got the Xena chronicles of Hercules didn't really care to listen to them, fast forward through them. Street Fighter II: the animated movie. Ehh. And Quest for Egg Salad, which was broken again. I am committed to this, now. I didn't get to play Haunting Ground but I did play The Battle for Middle Earth. It is Warcraft/Starcraft type. Build an army to beat the bad guy. Well, I really like being able to play the bad guy and conquer Middle Earth. I have even killed Frodo already and recovered the ring. All that is left is to destroy Minas Tirth. I have killed the whole fellowship except Gandalf; haven't encountered him yet. I'm currently going around and collecting all the points from conquering the surrounding regions so that I may be able to summon a Balrog for the final battle. If you can follow me, don't worry. The best was fighting in Shelob's Lair. I had no money for new troops and I had to stave off wave after wave after wave of Gondor Troops while trying to find Frodo while he was invisible. I had to use The Eye to spot him. I was cool. And Helm's Deep. I blew up the wall for shits and giggles, but didn't need to. Its a lot of fun. After I win, I'll try the good side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can do more at work now but the boss is on vacation which means I have less to do again, seeing as how she is the one who gives me stuff to do. Oh well, back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8855950169485157368?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8855950169485157368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8855950169485157368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8855950169485157368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8855950169485157368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/10/accomplishments.html' title='Accomplishments'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8818671621243122644</id><published>2007-09-28T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:36:27.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your credit card number and CMV code please</title><content type='html'>I feel I have been ordering like crazy from online stuff. I get the random catalog in the mail and due to a few events coming up, I started to order stuff for them. We have a Halloween party on the 19th to go to, Kubrick theme; a birthday party on the 20th, I stumbled across a funny T-shirt for that; and a wedding on the 31st. Now I haven't really dished out for that but I found a few things to help make my costume more realistic. I even went so far as making a new idea for the Halloween party on the 19th. I'm gonna go as Spartacus, but I won't be dressed anything like him. I found a cute idea. You know that line "I'm Spartacus!", well, I found a button that says that, so I bought that as a costume. I thought it would be funny. I probably will do a toga for the ambiance of the idea, but still have the pin. That way, when anybody asks what I am suppose to be, I point at my pin. Also, before I had a real job and was working for the scrapes of a paycheck from my college years. I always bought some food for the holiday break, seeing how I would be making any money over that time. The food I bought didn't make me pay til February, which was fine cause then I would have my student loans for the next semester. Well, the catalog came again, this year. I bought a few items. Mostly interesting meat. They were selling Deer, Elk, and Buffalo jerky, so...I just had to find out. Also, some cool fudges flavored like Kahlua and Jim Bean. And I also got the same Ham I got last year. A 7lbs honey glazed ham. Oh my god, was this good. Yeah, I have been ordering way to much. There are just 2 pieces I want to buy, for my costume, left. I'll wait for next pay check. Well, one of the them isn't really for the costume. Ever since my first Ren Faire, I have always wanted a black full length cloak with hood. They usually run about 100 smackers, but damn it I can afford one now so I'm gettin' while the gettin's good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8818671621243122644?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8818671621243122644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8818671621243122644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8818671621243122644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8818671621243122644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/your-credit-card-number-and-cmv-code.html' title='Your credit card number and CMV code please'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-5836766363574970580</id><published>2007-09-27T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:23:58.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soldiering On...</title><content type='html'>I have noticed that I and only I have been blogging recently. No biggie. Just feels like I'm talking to myself...which is pretty norm (even though I still hold back seeing as how this is a public site).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Female Yakuza Tale: Inquisition and Torture. Wasn't as good as Sex &amp;amp; Fury. A little more over-exaggerated acting (like kabuki theater). More of the stuff that I can't stand about the Japanese culture, whining. I hate Japanese whining, especially when grown men do it. Anyway, it was more raunchy. It didn't go 5 mins without booby shots. It is about revenge and using women for drug trafficking. I have noticed that Reiko Ike is where Quentin got his Oshi character for Kill Bill. Female Japanese mob boss. The film ended with a huge battle royal of gangs and every woman involved (30+) was completely nude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A.S.H. season 2 down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as angry since we have little to do. I did find a fun site, though. We had this 'All Staff' meeting a while ago and the theme was state capitals, which led me to think that they were going to ask questions and hand out prizes if you knew the state capitals, so I went digging and found this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sheppardsoftware.com/web_games.htm"&gt;http://www.sheppardsoftware.com/web_games.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had this site while growing up...man it has everything for elementary/middle school/high school/college learning. Some of this stuff is beneficial all the way through. I some of this stuff I didn't even know. Anyway, it is oriented for kids, but love doing the games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-5836766363574970580?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/5836766363574970580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=5836766363574970580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5836766363574970580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5836766363574970580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/soldiering-on.html' title='Soldiering On...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-7564175364140377333</id><published>2007-09-26T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:26:06.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody got any bactine?</title><content type='html'>Today has been the slowest work day in a while. It is so slow today that the Internet is even struggling to make it to the next page. It feels like I'm draggin' ass but the reality is that since my fast I'm so jazzed on energy that I feel I'm moving and blinding/break-neck speeds. There is one thing I could do, which is guaranteed to put me to sleep, and I would do it but I am the only one here, which means I have to stay and answer phones. The other job would require me to go into another part of the office where I can't hear the phones. Also, I'm not really the only one here, it is just that my boss is in meetings all day, my sidekick Robin is out to lunch for a long while, and our admin left because she is feeling sick. So it is all me by my lonesome. I would freak out but this happens often enough that I'm use to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Female Yakuza Tale is coming today. It is another Pinky Violence film. The last one was great I hope this is one is just as good. However, I have a few errands to run and I'm staying late to make up some time. So we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I past out early last night. It is weird, I'm not tired but as soon as I sit down to watch M.A.S.H. I pass out. I must be runnin' on overdrive. I'm extending the fast, btw. We'll see how long I can go. This merely because I feel freakin' amazing and I don't want to shift gears by going and getting a burger. Little portions. I have been eating since off the fast, though, but it has been like a hand full of chips and a healthy dip I really wanted to try (hummus, salsa, and black soy beans; spicy and sweet). I found some non-dairy cream cheese (tofuttii), so I had to get some hard salami and make little roles of cream cheese wrapped in salami (old family appetizer from my dad). But that has all I have been eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there was this guru in the middle eastern area (unknown) that claimed he had not had a single thing to eat or drink in 60 years. All he did was meditate and feed off the energy of the earth. I saw a small portion of this story. It had these doctors surrounding him and checking his vitals. The guy looked scary dead, but he apparently is in a constant state of trance and deep meditation that he can be interacted with and undisturbed. That was all I heard on the topic. I didn't hear anything on confirmation of his claims or what the doctors discovered, but I know a lot about energy flow and chakra, well, I know a lot about the theory of that stuff. And in theory, it is possible but even in theory it is unbelievable. Anyway, I don't plan to do that, or anywhere near that, just very slowly reintroduce food. See where I go from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get any time to play Haunting Ground yet, I really want to but every time I pick it up I feel like I need to do something else, so I don't play. Oh well...just keep swimmin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-7564175364140377333?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/7564175364140377333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=7564175364140377333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7564175364140377333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7564175364140377333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/anybody-got-any-bactine.html' title='Anybody got any bactine?'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2097539943656096888</id><published>2007-09-25T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T09:24:16.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgruntled</title><content type='html'>I had a hard day at work yesterday. For the first half of the day I was on my own, with the admin, answering phones and dealing with 20+ donor files, ensuring the correct letters get to the correct people. I also had to deal with 3 exception reports and 2 PDI cases. Not to mention being the gopher boy for all people requesting things as if the world would end if they didn’t get now. Anyway, the reason for all that is because the other counselor and the boss were in a phone conference for half the day. Well, I'm still feelin' a little residual frustration from yesterday. So, I didn't answer the phone or talk to many people this morning and just did paperwork, work related and my own. But now I'm caught up from yesterday's drama. Monday's are always the worst. And it mainly because of the weekend. Something happened and someone freaked out, and they couldn't get answers cause no one was here cause it is the weekend. Friday seem hard to but that is just cause everyone wants to hurry home and get all there crap done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, I'm caught up with my personal paperwork.  Semi-good news, I'm half way through season 2 of M.A.S.H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now netflix/gamefly. I have been so busy that I haven't had enough time to play Haunting Ground, so we are doing that tonight...maybe. So, ...Quest for Egg Salad...arrived broke again. I am determined to see this film now. Also, Hercules the TV show's movies, was also broke. But Mezzo Forte: DSA season 2 was this time so I finished that. No biggie. Wasn't that great of a series. But, I also had Sex &amp;amp; Fury. Now, I slam a lot of 60/70's stuff. But these "Pinky Violence" flicks are sweet. Only twelve minutes into Sex &amp;amp; Fury, our badass heroine Ocho (Reiko Ike) duels a dozen men in the snow with a samurai sword--stark naked! And it was an awesome fight. It also stars sexy Sweden star Christina Lindburg of Thriller: A Cruel Picture. This is the film where Quentin got his One-Eye girl in Kill Bill. But back to Sex &amp;amp; Fury. The blood was obviously fake. The story is revenge. And all the men ate sleazy and need to die...so they do. By thieving women who happen to pop out of there garments as they fight. Makes sense since that clothing is so loose and bulgy. Anyway, it was a good ol' time. Might go into my collection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2097539943656096888?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2097539943656096888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2097539943656096888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2097539943656096888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2097539943656096888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/disgruntled.html' title='Disgruntled'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-5367664881256752450</id><published>2007-09-24T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:26:51.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extinction</title><content type='html'>I had fun at the movie; however, I am wiling to admit that the film sucked. As a matter of fact, I am more than willing I will even tell you why it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil is a survivor series. Basically how will you get out of situation; how will you survive. The third film answer this in the first 15 mins. We didn't. Which is cool in its own right. However, from the here the movie got intense. Lots of cool scenes, a decent story. But lack of plot. There was a lot of character development that didn't go anywhere. Like, we learn a lot about these characters and then they either die (which is fine) or they all just leave. Nothing about it other than they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a movie about Milla's character, Alice. This is where we learn all about her, which is fine and dandy but it needed more, it needed to be longer. It felt like this film was either a filler or a very weak and poor ending. Like they didn't want to even do it but decided 'fine'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barring this, the film was awesome. It included a lot of what was in the games. Rage zombies, crows, dogs, and even a mutated form from taking to much serum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, the battles were to short, the characters just disappear, you leave with a sense of un-fulfillment, and again they leave it open to another movie...kind of. More like a kick ass ending that we will never see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed in the end result, but I had fun. It is intense and; although the director used to much of the 'cheap thriller' card, it is a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend stated it best. "It is suppose to be a survivor story. Not a horror story, not a thriller story, but a survivor story".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-5367664881256752450?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/5367664881256752450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=5367664881256752450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5367664881256752450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5367664881256752450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/extinction.html' title='Extinction'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8686318092745904203</id><published>2007-09-21T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:02:33.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snail's pace</title><content type='html'>I expect today to go slow at work. Seeing as how I negotiated to get out early and for the movie Resident Evil, that I am currently hooking my balls up to a DIEHARD just to keep me distracted, which is coming out today. I am going with JoeJoe, maybe. I bought my ticket online. It might be sold out when he wants to buy one. Either way Resident Evil is out today and I won't be missing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Quest for Egg Salad yesterday. So I finished season 1 of M.A.S.H. as well as watched the Res Evil movies. This fast keeps my energy up, which is kind of a bad thing considering how much work there isn't for me to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8686318092745904203?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8686318092745904203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8686318092745904203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8686318092745904203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8686318092745904203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/snails-pace.html' title='Snail&apos;s pace'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6032791178905067893</id><published>2007-09-20T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T06:49:22.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of silhouettes</title><content type='html'>I was driving to work, down dodge, and I'm about to drive under the bridge at around 60th, just after UNO, and I see this girl standing on the bridge. Well, the sun was kinda in my eyes and behind her, which made her just a dark, well defined, figure. She was standing with one hand on the railing, facing north, probably talking on her phone, one leg cocked back and balancing on its toes. She was wearing a 'proper' school girl outfit, skirt down past the knees a little bit and a blue-ish top, and she had braided pig-tails and large backpack on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I may be watching a little to much anime. But she looked just like some main female lead or heroine of some anime. And it got me thinking about anime in general and how most of the characters are kids still in school. Even of the big movies that everyone sees, not just the cartoons animes. Anyway, it got me thinking about their culture and how it seems that the reason kids are portrayed in anime (beside the revered young and beautiful of most societies) is that kids seem to have it the hardest in Asian culture. Not all Asian culture, of course. But it seems to me that it portrays the concept that kids have to do school work (and get good grades for the success of the family) on top of everything else like, chores, relationships, sports, health, and extra classes for stuff not taught in school. When I was teaching, most of the kids came to school at 7am and were in classes (of various schools) til 8pm. And it is no wonder these kids go crazy for games because it is their only outlet that isn't required and isn't pressuring them to do well. I think anime portrays kids as the heroes because it is advertising for kids, sort of. Hear me out. "If these kids in the cartoons can do all their heroic stuff and get good grades, then you can at least get good grades". But not quite as harsh, more like encouragement. Like, "let them save the world, you just do your part and be successful so that their sacrifice has meaning" sort of like. Although this has bled into today's cartoons in America (seeing as how we are showing a lot of anime now), but when I was growing up I had Transformers, He-Man, GI-Joe, Thundercats, Mask, Silverhawks. Cartoons about adults, or young adults. And even comics (the real heroes) portrayed adults; Superman, Batman, Wolverine, Spiderman. Although, most mutants discovered their abilities when they hit puberty it wasn't until after they grow up that we see their story. Interesting, it makes sense, really. Just never REALLY looked into it...all because of an anime girl in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on to what has occurred since last. So, I get vol2-3 of Mezzo Forte yesterday and guess what; Vol 2 has the same crack as Quest for Egg Salad did. This one didn't break when I bent it, though. It just bent. So, now that there is a speed bump on the disc, I cut in half and mail it back as well as reported it. I'm starting to hope I run into more so I can break them, you know, helping out the man sort of thing. Making sure they don't mail off a bad disc to other customers. Quest for Egg Salad comes today, heh, we'll see. And 2 discs down for M.A.S.H. Almost through the first season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that I had bought a ticket to go to a dinner on Sunday, well, dinner/raffle. And right in the middle of my fast. I'm going with my mom and she will be bringing something to take her dinner home in, sounded like a good idea for someone on a fast to do as well. You know, I always wondered if I get looks from people because I am a little off norm. You know, not embarrassed about things I do or don't. Like people think I have no shame or something. Well, I do, it is just not the same as 'societies standard' view of what to be shameful for. I am ashamed of a few things, things I consider dark in my past. Some people know what they are (at that is how it will stay) but I notice that when it comes up, like at a party or a big group conversation (just a topic, not like my stuff personally) the people who know about my shame always shift one eye on to me to see my reaction. And I always catch them lookin'. Sometimes I ignore it. I have a great ability to act like I am a different person and that stuff has never occurred in my life (all those years of people watching, I mime pretty well). And sometimes I'll shift an eye back and give a silent nod or cheers. Everyone who knows me has seen this sort of thing. Especially when you do something in a crowd and I am the only one who saw you or heard you. We give a slight smile to each other. I usually catch that stuff, as you all fully know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can not tell you how excited I am that it is only one more day 'til Resident Evil: Extinction. At this point, I don't care if it sucks, it is gonna rock my kazba. Feel These Nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::EDIT:: This entry below is in anger and frustration. Just feelin' the moment. Also, this is not caused by one person but by hearing many (and I mean many) stories about it; and most were just this morning::EDIT::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I decided to post this here instead of in the comments section of someones blog. I am really getting tired of this taser crap in the news. A college student got tasered at a rally, a drunk got tasered in front of his home, taser this, taser that. Who the fuck cares. I am in full support of the use of tasers. There are a lot of fucking idiots who just need to get tased. And I'm sorry, but you get full warning from the police that they will taser your ass. They give you 2-3 warnings. Saying, "Sir/Ma'am, if don't calm down I will taser you". If a cop says he will taser you, he will. Don't test his patience. He is in full right, as long as he gives warning, to taser you. And cops practically have to now in days with all these people resisting arrest. That is why they taser you, they don't want to be injured while escorting you the cruiser. And don't talk to me about how it injures you. It doesn't, tasers cause pain not injury. They cause PAIN. You're fine after you recover. If that isn't a fucking good enough explanation then go to med school and learn the difference between pain and injury. These are non-lethal ways to sub-do a person resisting arrest. Everyone is like, "Oh, my god. That is so terrible, that's not right". You know what, it is. How about you stop being a jerk-off and then you won't get tased. Btw, yes, I'm evil. I have no compassion for idiots. You deserve what comes to you if you're being an idiot, and that goes for me as well. If I'm fartin' around and I break something, that is my dumb-ass fault and I will give myself a mental ass-reaming for it. Gawd, when did society turn into such pussies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::EDIT::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6032791178905067893?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6032791178905067893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6032791178905067893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6032791178905067893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6032791178905067893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/speaking-of-silhouettes.html' title='Speaking of silhouettes'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6279900467549139057</id><published>2007-09-18T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T10:31:43.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So get this</title><content type='html'>I got Quest for Egg Salad last night, 'cool a whole day earlier' sort feeling was washed over me. I open it up and wouldn't you believe it. IT WAS THE SAME BROKE DISC THAT I REPORTED AND MAILED BACK. The very same crack in the disc. So, taking Johnny's advise, I promptly snapped it in half and reported it again. That was last night. Today, I check my account and they are sending me a new one today BEFORE they receive the broken one, this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I suspected, my box set of M.A.S.H. came and wow. This box is huge, I'm talkin' huge. And the T-Shirt, thought a Large size, was packed in this little tiny package. Like, if you see a standard brick of cheese at the market, decrease that size, proportionally, by about 50%, that is how small this package was. And I got my tags. Not to mention, 36 DVDs of M.A.S.H.. I haven't even finish one disc yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunting Ground also arrived. I looked into it. It was apparently suppose to be part of the Clock Tower franchise but that got nixed. Anyway, you start as the heroine, having just awoke inside a cage and only a satin sheet to cover herself (which, of course, clings to her body in just the right fashion to not reveal anything, yet given the lighting her silhouette can be seen). There is one scene where she is walking up stairs and the light shines behind her and the camera is focused on her crotch/legs. Yeah, you can see the 'lines' of her body. Also, after she is clothed, the game has the same boob engine as DOA. Lots of jiggle and bounce and rather large breasts for her body frame. Though this game has a prevy quality to it, there is a sense of it belonging there. The characters are kinda prevy in their own right. The grounds keeper is a large 'special person' who wants to 'touch' her. The maid is jealous of her because she and have children and enjoy sex. The care taker want to breed with her and very little is known about the owner of the castle. So, in context of the plot of the game a natural prev element is sort of needed. Good times, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6279900467549139057?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6279900467549139057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6279900467549139057&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6279900467549139057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6279900467549139057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-get-this.html' title='So get this'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6727911147859425742</id><published>2007-09-17T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T12:19:38.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Review</title><content type='html'>Mezzo Forte was not as expected. A few funny parts. The creator made a hit anime called KITE. In the first 5 mins of Mezzo Forte there is a conversation between to cops on the street and one mentions some killings (which happened earlier in the film). Well, as they talk, KITE, a female assassin from the first film, is seen walking by, she stops listens for a second then hurries out of scene. It was a cute little nod to the first film. Well, as I dreaded, the film was edited for content. There were 2 graphic sex scenes left out. Now, one of the scenes was a dream sequence and has no further effect on the film...so I can forgive that. The second one, although you are aware something transpired, should not have been taken out. This whole scene is referenced later a couple of times. Granted it was taken out because it was graphic (XXX style), but it was still needed for the flow of the film. Anyway, the series is not panning out to be very interesting. There's only like 13 episodes total so no biggie but they are not as good as the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulva 2 was freakin' awesome. The verbage was great seeing how Quentin's script is spliced throughout, but some of it was obviously Chris's handy work. Teen ape can't be written by anyone else other than Chris. They also brought in a B-movie ringer, Debbie Rochon, to play Mulva. And she was awesome. Anyway, a great wrap to the Seaver series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting on Quest for Egg Salad. Supposedly, it will be here tomorrow. Today, seeing as how I didn't make it to the Post office in time, I will pick up my entire series of M.A.S.H. collection; complete with T-Shirt and dog tags. I know you don't care but M.A.S.H. is a special show for me. One of very few good memories of my Dad and I spending time together. Also, Haunting Ground should come today. Haunting Ground is a lesser known survival horror. It follows the same type of game as the Clock Tower series. Basically you are a completely defenseless character, no weapons, no blocks or tumbles, no nothing. And you have to survive the constant hit and run tactics of a serial killer on your tail. It this game, though, you have slight advantage than the others because you have a dog that will help you. Best it can do it is attack the killer while you run away. I'm curious to play. Should be alright. It didn't get attention, usually that worries me, when in association with the gaming world, but I'm excited either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A correction to a previous post. I only get 24 hours of online viewing with netflix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had to do it, I went to Dragon Wars. Luckily I didn't pay for it. Horrible. No point. Just Horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6727911147859425742?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6727911147859425742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6727911147859425742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6727911147859425742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6727911147859425742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekend-review.html' title='Weekend Review'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-5795225509597069683</id><published>2007-09-14T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T10:08:41.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Netflix review</title><content type='html'>Okay, it is only my, like, second week of Netflix and already it sucks. Turns out Mulva 2 is not in their warehouse but in some other one, no big deal. Well netflix has this thing where it gets movies to you fast. So it shipped on Wed. They say it won't arrive til Sat. Meanwhile, I watched Doom Asylum- horrible. I had to fast forward through it, fortunately my DVD player has this 1.4x fast forward speed which still allows the sound to be heard as it is fast forwarding. Kick ass when you want to finish watching something painful. Patty Mullen was alright but this was a film with a bad script, bad director, bad everything. It was just painful to watch. Not to mention that about half of the film was of the killer watching old b/w horror flicks. We get it, he modeled his killing spree off of them. Seriously, he would kill them go back to his shows, kill again, then watch some more. Ugh, it was just bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The double feature was alright. Funny but just sort of repetitive. Again, good times if you just don't fell like thinking at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, Netflix sucks. So not only am I not getting the fourth film in time but the Quest for Egg Salad was cracked. A big freakin' crack that seemed more like a break with the decal holding the disc together. I report it and they send a replacement. Meanwhile I mailed the others back the night I got them. And now it looks like I will get the next 2 films by the time I get Mulva 2 and Quest for Egg Salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the new ones though. I have been wanting to see Mezzo Forte forever. I have a small, 2 min, sex scene saved on my computer but the whole scene was very intriguing and entertaining since it is anime. Oh, its anime, btw. They also made a little series(OVA) off of it which is also coming. Good times. I did find out that Mulva 2: Kill Teen Ape is a spoof of Kill Bill, which will be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the fast is going well. I start the non-eating process today. My fast is 2 weeks long and the first 2 days and the last 2 days I get to eat but only fresh fruits and vegis, with my vitamins, herbal teas, and clean water. Now, I'm on herbal teas (2 a day), water, vitamins, and 2 juices which are freshly juiced fresh fruits and vegis for the next 10 days. The suckiest part of this whole thing is that I won't get to have my movie snacks when I go see Resident Evil: Extinction next week. And of course, I will be playing Resident Evil DVDs and games all week up til then. Lets see if I can beat all of them by then. 0-3 won't be hard but 4 takes awhile and then there are the 2 shooters, not to hard, and the 2 co-ops, of which I still haven't beat either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds kinda full of myself, but...I really am diggin' not hanging out with people. I'm doin' my own thing and havin' fun. I'm sure I will get bored eventually, but right now it is all cool. No compromising, no 'fine I'll go have a drink', no 'fine lets go do what you want to do and ignore that I have an opinion on the matter'. Yeah, good times. I think this is why, ultimately, I'm not in a relationship. Why would I go do something if I don't want to? Because you love them, right? Well, what if you don't love them that much? Then, why continue the relationship? This is roughly what happens every time. If I don't enjoy doing things that you like to do and I don't love you enough to bare through it, then what are we doing? Fuckin'? Yeah, not it is all cracked up to be when you aren't into them much. Alcohol helps that though. I have intimacy issues, that obvious, but every time they think it is commitment issues. I try to help them understand my POV, but how can you reason with someone when they are angry and you don't really care anymore since they aren't willing to listen? Wow, lot of questions in that paragraph. Rhetorical, of course. I know why I'm messed up, I do have the training after all. Just thinking out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-5795225509597069683?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/5795225509597069683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=5795225509597069683&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5795225509597069683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5795225509597069683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/netflix-review.html' title='Netflix review'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6167514628615398669</id><published>2007-09-12T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T09:22:26.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get you up to speed.</title><content type='html'>Okay, almost a week since I blogged...must be slippin'. So I did join the ranks of MySpace. Did a fancy to do to my webpage...I think I'm good for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few days to recoup after the well mannered frivolity of Fish and Chip's B-day. :/ Anyway, I was good by Monday but I, fortunately for me, took the day off...and what a day to take off. Nice rainy day to sit inside and watch movies. I'm banking on Netflix btw. Four movies every delivery and a 100 hours a month online to watch movies. The 100 hours might go to waste but not the four flicks. The first batch was Space Camp, And Now for Something Completely Different, Gwendoline, and Fast Times at Ridgemont High. I loved Space Camp as a kid, now, it was too short. And Now for Something Completely Different was just Flying Circus only about 2 hours of it...same skits just redone. Fast Times is, well, a classic. But the shining star was Gwendoline. Starring Tawny Kataen (the girl from a few 80's hair band videos...mostly White Snake), in her second (and most important of the time since she gets naked) film. This film is a bit like Romancing the Stone and Jewel of the Nile, only it was done by a French director who loves the female body, apparently...LOTS of naked chicks in non-pornographic and some very sexually suggestive scenes. By far the winner of the four. Just that it has the making of having been a classic romance novel of today. I enjoyed it a lot, not just because of the many naked (possibly French, oui?) ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Second batch is a bit more lewd. Undead, A Virgin Among the Living Dead, Frankenhooker, and a double feature, Mulva: Zombie Ass Kicker/Filthy McNasty. I've seen Undead but fell asleep last time, now I know why. A Virgin Among the Living Dead, I had to fast forward through...old film with the gratuitous nudity but the problem was WAY too long scenes of people walking and no talking...just walking. And it had a bad habit of doing the Dragon Ball Z stuff of flipping back and forth between two characters faces for like 20 scenes in a row each about 5+ secs. Frankenhooker was just fun. It was a movie that knew it was going to be bad so it had fun doing it. The big thing about Frankenhooker is that it starred an ex-penthouse girl Patty Mullen in her second of 2 films. Normally this isn't big news, what is is that she died in '96 in Chicago. She apparently was very overweight by then, was called the 'fat lady' by her neighbors, and was a mother of 3 girls, which were the ones who found her body. However, the biggest news is that this was a big case in Chicago because of what happened after she was found. When the police found her body, naked in the tub, after forensic stuff, they dragged her corpse into the living room, completely exposed, and sat in her kitchen raiding her fridge, then they dragged her body out into the front of her lawn, also completely exposed, and neighbors were overheard saying 'the fat lady is dead, quick raid her kitchen'. The family sued the CPD for extreme misconduct. Unfortunately, the courts had it tied up for so long that by the time the courts decided in favor of the family all the cops involved were no longer working for the force also, a recompense was established in the fining the police involved a month's salary. But since the family had also moved away by this time or had passed on, the notice was never delivered and currently resides in the CPD return mail box. The 3 daughters are living with a friend of the family. In light of this atrocity, an organization was built for the mistreatment of obese people, with this case being their flagship. Frankenhooker was funny,...she was a funny lady.&lt;br /&gt;And the double feature. Man 'o man. You know, I've seen and love the humor of Troma, a NJ independent film company, but man. These 2 films were made by the same man Chris Seaver and by a company called Low Budget Films, which works with Troma,...and we are talking very low budget, like $500. Both were hilarious though, even though they over use the 'running gag'. Highly entertaining though. Mulva is about a girl's first time going trick or treating, at the age of 23. And a zombie uprising happens. Annoying,... very annoying voice (suppose to be), but entertaining. Filthy McNasty is about 2 girls want to be pretty and use a demon, call Fil (Phil), to make that dream come true. He does and promptly kills many people in the process, some through sex. Also entertaining. Basically two films to watch when you are in the mood to not take anything seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 4 come today: Filthy McNastier/Filthy McNastiest (double feature), Mulva 2: Kill Teen Ape (Teen Ape is a running character in all Chris Seaver's films), The Quest for Egg Salad (a mock of Lord of the Rings, also by Chris Seaver), and Doom Asylum (Patty Mullen's other film). Lots of fun in store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may ask, why so many films? Well, I have a shit ton of stuff I just want to see on my wishlists, not buy, just see. And Netflix has finally gotten a broad enough range that they have about 95% of those films so that is why. Why so much at one time though, well, I don't really want Netflix and I have over 250 films I want to see. So, crunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a cliff hanger; for the next 2 weeks, starting today, I will not be in contact with anyone. I'm doing my fast gawd damn it. I'm no going out, I'm not hanging with friends, I'm not socialising. I realize this doesn't mean much for many people but I'm tired of starting and stopping this fast. So, sorry for all I have made plans with, but I need to finish this before I go crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6167514628615398669?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6167514628615398669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6167514628615398669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6167514628615398669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6167514628615398669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/lets-get-you-up-to-speed.html' title='Let&apos;s get you up to speed.'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2164805315407173119</id><published>2007-09-06T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:47:57.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>I don't care what people think. Rob Zombie is becoming my most favorite director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a remake of Halloween, quite possibly John Carpenter's masterpiece, I was very leery. Then I heard it was going to be done by Rob Zombie, well, to tell the truth, all skepticism flew out the window. If there was ever a movie remake I would trust Rob Zombie with, it would be Halloween. Rob Zombie has a way of keeping the evil evil but showing you a softer side of it, while maintaining the original evilness. Now, Rob Zombie is showing an early director's forte of always casting his friends/actors he has previously worked with. All of his regulars are in here with, albeit, smaller parts; except his wife. Now, I think the lady is awesome, but she can't act very well. I do see her getting better through each film. But she didn't hold the candle close enough here. She tried, which is obvious, but you could tell she didn't have a 100% hold of the character. And, leave it to Rob to cast her into an important but semi-large part. She plays Mikey's Mom. Which, in the original, didn't matter much, but here we see Mikey progress into the psychopath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob Zombie has done nothing to the story, btw. He made a few changes to how certain things play out, but has not changed the story, the characters, or the nudity at all. Yup, just like the old film, 3 girls show their boobs and what lovely boobs they are. But, they are shown in probably the best way titty flashes can be done, with realism. Unlike the first, titty flashes are not the best thing on the screen, and, unlike the original, the girls don't worry about putting something on while trying to get away from the killer; they just try to get away like any real person would. So, yes, during one girl's scene she is topless cause she was just making out when her boy toy was snatched from above by Mike. And none of that creepy 'he is lurking in the darkness waiting for you when your done and alone' crap. He waits for a second then moves in. Rob Zombie has brought realism to this film which really helps draw you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think Rob was perfect for this direction because he has a fascination with 70's clothing and music which help bring out the creep factor. He also helps bring to light the true aura of the 70's. I really hate it when people revel in the 70's culture; thinking 'it was a great time to get high and love one another'. True, but there is a huge down side to that sort of freedom. Mainly the people who take advantage of this type of situation. The people who are sick in the head and cause violence and pain wherever they go. These people slipped through the cracks of this time and Rob Zombie helps bring that to light more so than anyone else has done. S.O.S. for example (Son of Sam). This guy roamed around killings tons of people and no one really took it seriously. The guy had to turn himself in to be caught for crying out loud. The 70's weren't great, they were a time to be afraid and Rob helps point this out better than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. All I really know is that I identify with Rob Zombie's directing taste. I feel satisfied that I have seen everything I wanted to see out of his films, and didn't even know it. Well done Rob, well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2164805315407173119?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2164805315407173119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2164805315407173119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2164805315407173119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2164805315407173119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6724838975510973857</id><published>2007-09-05T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T09:02:47.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keepin' up with the communicay</title><content type='html'>Once again, my fast has been put off with the sudden and inevitable planning to do things with people. So this Saturday is like wall to wall things to do. First, family reunion (which I never go to but might this year), second, movie night; I must make an appearance if that is all I can manage. Third, Aussie's b-day this Saturday and it is ALL DAY. Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things are going a little better at work. The biggest thing (other than the lack to do stuff since I am still in training) is my new boss/old supervisor. Ever since she got the new position, she has been a bit of a downer. It isn't her fault though. The previous guy knew he was going and just sort of toss stuff around and ran a very lax ship. Now she has a lot of people breathing down her neck about stuff and she, unfortunately, does take it out on us a bit. But, these past few days she is getting better at not taking it out on us, letting us converse instead of instruct with her. We'll see how long it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big news for me, though. Sept 21st. This is quite possibly the biggest day of my year so far. Res Evil 3 is coming out to theaters. I have been syked since I got back from Korea and found out about it. Which, as of tomorrow, I will have been back for a whole year. I can't believe so much time has gone by and so little at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this time next year I planned to have 2 vacations. One, I will be going to Gen Con next year with Chuckles and whoever goes with him. and B, I will visit Rose and Johnny for a kickin' good time. Aside from that, just the random vacation days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6724838975510973857?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6724838975510973857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6724838975510973857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6724838975510973857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6724838975510973857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/09/keepin-up-with-communicay.html' title='Keepin&apos; up with the communicay'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2048196851504168091</id><published>2007-08-27T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T13:13:21.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall's coming...</title><content type='html'>Well, plans for last weekend weren't entirely perfect but some stuff got done. As a matter fact, I am almost finished with a project I started almost 3 years ago. Organize all of my papers. I mainly have a small pile left and 2 huge piles; one for shredding and the other for recycling. It will be so nice to have that sorted though. From there, we go to laundry/closet, then re-arrange bedroom, then sort through crap for sale/junk pile. That will be nice. All the while, I may finally get to do my fast. Slow and steady. Got to clean the temple before healing can be done, right? (which is healing in its own right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm enjoying a slow pace to reading the fifth Harry Potter book. Basically, a chapter everyday during my lunch break. I'm in no hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should feel sick today, but nope. I don't feel great, but stronger for some reason. Not like energetic, but enough energy to get through the day and not feel exhausted. I have few errands to run today, hopefully they will be done quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the newest Linkin Park CD. Almost perfect. Especially "Hands Held High".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it feels like things are falling into aliment lately. Like the perfect time to do what I have been struggling to do for some time. Feels good to be on the starting line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know. I think I feel good today cause my back doesn't hurt today. I haven't felt much pain at all today. A day with no Advil. Feels like a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2048196851504168091?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2048196851504168091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2048196851504168091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2048196851504168091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2048196851504168091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/falls-coming.html' title='Fall&apos;s coming...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8698426143917693015</id><published>2007-08-23T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T13:32:45.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I'd Toner once, I'd Toner plenty</title><content type='html'>So today was alright. Decent sleep. Finished a chapter. Was pretty productive at work. Going to get a few errands out of the way. 'Cept this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my merry way to the fax machine. I push the fax button; the machine tells me it is low on toner and shifts back to copy; "I don't need toner, I'm faxing," I tell the machine. I push fax again and the same result happens. So fine, I'll replace the toner. Our admin comes over, noticing I am in the cupboard under the machine. She thinks "This can't be good," and investigates the problem. I tell everything that has happen up to this point; the big bang, how the earth cooled, the extinction of the dinosaurs,... everything, right? She looks at the control panel and notices the reason it keeps going back is because the 'copy' button is stuck. So, she digs it out, by this time I have already opened the new toner cartage and am ready to replace it. She pulls out the old cartage and we notice the new one is not the same size as the old one. So she goes off to find a replacement, while I put the new one away. I pick up the old cartage and look at it. I am to busy noticing the make and model number to realize the rest of the cartage is dumping toner all over my shirt and the floor. After I notice, people begin to notice me, covered in toner. "Low toner my ass," I say to the vile machine. I clean up, the admin fetches me a company T-shirt. I and I finally get to fax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8698426143917693015?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8698426143917693015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8698426143917693015&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8698426143917693015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8698426143917693015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-id-toner-once-id-toner-enough.html' title='If I&apos;d Toner once, I&apos;d Toner plenty'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6587552325337098377</id><published>2007-08-22T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:02:54.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Load 16 tons, what do you get?</title><content type='html'>We had a hard day at work today. We have this new test and we are all new to the procedure. We thought we were doing it according to plan, no. We got chewed out about it. That was first thing this morning. Ever since then, it has been getting worse. My boss is getting an ulcer, my co-worker is freakin' out saying she is going to kill someone, and our admin is giving me the evil eye for giving her work. I appear to be the only one not taking it personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, DAH2 is finished, took like 10 mins. Now back to the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my crown put in yesterday and filling done. I didn't touch it til after lunch today, I don't know if it feels weird. I suspect I swallowed my crown. Its possible I didn't as well. I'm going to get it checked tonight though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to re-do my birthday pic for my mom. I'm down for the free food but I hate pictures of me. I hate them. I loath, despise, vow vengeance, curse you and all your kind sort of hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I am in better spirits than my co-workers. Their moods are bringing me down man. A little lethargic, wondering if free food is worth the effort. I know...free food is always worth it right...that's how much this aura of darkness is affecting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6587552325337098377?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6587552325337098377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6587552325337098377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6587552325337098377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6587552325337098377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/load-16-tons-what-do-you-get.html' title='Load 16 tons, what do you get?'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-9187211002054950818</id><published>2007-08-20T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T07:07:17.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Twist of the Net</title><content type='html'>So get this. I can't access my google account from work right. So, I sort of use this blog for any really important that I need to do by email (that and my work email account). But all this weekend I couldn't access my blogger account from home. But I can access it here at work... ... ...that's messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finished Destroy All Humans 2 (mostly)... ... ...it happened again. Just like FFX-2 I got 99% completion. AND, I didn't use a single guide. Easily fixed, though. I can go back after it is finished to find that ONE item I am missing... ... ...and at least I know it is on the last level due to individual level stats. I will have to use a guide for it, which won't be easy still. I'm basically given locations of the items but seeing how the walkthrough items are numbered and the game's aren't I will have to go to all 40 locations of the items to find it. The really funny thing is that I was one item down in the first game too. But, since it was buggy, it never showed up. So, I was stuck with 99%, or play it all over again... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have to play Missing: Since January again. I emailed support about the problem but when I got to trying again, that game acted like I was finished, so I never got to face the bad guy or see the ending. It won't take nearly as long this time (not that it took long the first time). The hard part is that are actual games in the game besides puzzles. This makes it kinda difficult since they are kinda difficult games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first a few chores to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-9187211002054950818?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/9187211002054950818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=9187211002054950818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/9187211002054950818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/9187211002054950818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/simple-twist-of-net.html' title='Simple Twist of the Net'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8841451706585113443</id><published>2007-08-16T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:28:38.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling Trophy</title><content type='html'>So, My old boss is now gone (going away party last night). My new boss is freakin' out cause of all the work the old boss left behind. There was a pot luck today, of which I contributed to. And, its okay to say this now, since it has been released to the news; I'm getting canned... ... ...in like 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this new system that everyone is excited will be implemented. It will place all the separate databases of donors around the world, into one system. It will also eliminate a lot of what I have been trained on recently. Basically, I am being let go because of damn computers. But this will take LOADS of time, they say 2 years for us... ... ...course they have been saying 2 years 2 years ago. So. They told us this is this nationwide communication. Apparently people, other than me, have known about this and have been jumping ship. Well, they said that if we stay to the end, being when they eliminate our positions, they will give use severance and a retention bonus (basically, severance and a lump sum of money for staying to the end). I'm not complaining though, I wasn't gonna be here forever. Besides, 3 years of this place will look killer on my resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, a pot luck. My mom made this recipe a while back at a funeral, oddly enough the recipe belonged to the person who died. Anyway, I really liked it and never had an excuse to make it til now. I am a great cook, this I know, but that doesn't stop me from being nervous that hundreds of people will be sampling my recipe and placing their judgement upon. Meanwhile, I just pray i don't kill anyone. I kept thinking, "Its to salty, its to salty. I should have used a meat with a less sodium content." But I got this really good reception on it. Although, then that just leads me to believe that their lying. Everyone who told me it was really good, knew the whole back story (cause I couldn't keep my mouth shut) and probably didn't want to offend me knowing it was a family recipe. That's what I have come to expect from my co-workers. No one says what they mean. Anyway, I did it, it was fun...oh the recipe. My family calls it 'hot sauce'. It can be hot but for this crowd I toned it down cause I expect most of these people wouldn't want spicy food at mid-day...or ever. Basically, it is a meat and vegi sauteed, soaked in diced tomatoes and banana peppers (with all the juices from all portions), served with buttered Italian bread and parmesan cheese to sprinkle, if you desire. Takes a while to make but well worth it. I don't mind if I serve a few people but when we get to over 30 people (whose job it is, is to be professional costumer service representatives...gawd, I could just feel the fake smiles and compliments...maybe; family won't beat around the bush, but at work....well, feelings first....respect your co-workers. Yeah, you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my bosses party. Was alright. I have never been to the Upstream before. Bummer was that I had to cook that food and there was no way I was gonna get around a knife while being that drunk. So I crashed at 10:30 and "rested", not slept cause I was so worried I would over sleep and no t have time to make it. Well, I got up at 3 and had a stress induced adrenaline rush for most of the day, til I started to fall asleep at my desk, after the pot luck, well round one anyway. There is a second round for the night crew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8841451706585113443?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8841451706585113443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8841451706585113443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8841451706585113443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8841451706585113443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/traveling-trophy.html' title='Traveling Trophy'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-426595573602958176</id><published>2007-08-14T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T09:43:00.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the mend</title><content type='html'>I feel tons better today. And I have no idea why. I did get a full nights sleep, sort of. Crack out at 8:30pm woke up at 1am, 3am, 3:30am, played some DAH2, back to sleep at 5:30am slept til 7:40am and went to work. I took a few vitamins (which I have been taking for about 2 weeks), and a herbal tea. Hm. Oh well, got take advantage while I can. Lots of chores and errands today. I can't wait til I'm done though. I really want to get back to my game. I'm now in England, so there is all this British frame of references from the 60's. Good stuff. Anyway, later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-426595573602958176?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/426595573602958176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=426595573602958176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/426595573602958176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/426595573602958176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-mend.html' title='On the mend'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-3947444752268351414</id><published>2007-08-13T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:07:36.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return...</title><content type='html'>So my birthday weekend is over (tg). I want to say thank you to all who wished me a happy birthday, to all those that took me out to dinner, to all those who took me out to lunch, and to all those who desired quality time with the T. It was defiantly event filled. Now back to the grind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is smooth sailing for my fast (of which I have to start over). And it is needed. I consumed a lot of food, with lots of oil in it. I must have added 20 lbs. But the fast isn't for weight loss (though it is one of a few results). It is to clean out my system. So although I ate a lot, it was pretty healthy...well, healthier than what I have been eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought the first edition of that game Dr. B and Loin of Iowa were playing. It is a lot easier than the second, and faster. However, there appears to be a snag towards the end. Since it involves the net it is prey to net failure. So, for some reason, it crashes at the end...the internet does, not the game. Hopefully I get it figured out. Anyway, I pick up my controller for the first time in like a month. Started playing Destroy all Humans 2. I liked the first one but it was real buggy. Seems they did so well, they made a second, are making a 3rd and are planning a 4th. I really like this game though, aliens in the past killing lots of humans. This one takes place during the 60's, hippies and cold war. Perfect mix for a discreet alien takeover to go unnoticed. Top that with two voices overs. One sounds like Invader Zim, and the other is a decent mock of Jack Nicholson. What is fun is that you can read peoples minds, the hippies are pretty funny, but what is even better is that you can take over someones body and if people see you do this, you use a psychic attack call 'free love'. And everyone in like a block radius starts dancing to some trippy music and act like they are all high. Basically a lot of fun. You even start a cult of alien worshipers. You can abduct humans for your gene splicing experiments. Yeah, I like this one...in case that isn't obvious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-3947444752268351414?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/3947444752268351414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=3947444752268351414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3947444752268351414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3947444752268351414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/return.html' title='The Return...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-88989308043785348</id><published>2007-08-07T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:06:42.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Days Ahead...</title><content type='html'>Only one more day of work then a 4 day weekend. It will be filled of doing stuff and nothings. But as of tonight, I will be moving back home. Thank gawd. I don't know how much more I could take of "having to do something" every night. Dr. B isn't the most patient of people. He wanted to play 40K last night, and like a good host, I obliged and didn't get to bed 'til 3am. Got up at 7, fed the animals, got dressed and went to work. I've had a good amount of coffee today, which helps shoot down my goal of a fast even further away. It seems every time I try to fast, all the days ahead are filled glorious meals and gatherings, or having to break it due to necessity. No worries, it will happen, but not this week. Lots of lunches and dinners. Birthday celebrations 'n all. Problem is that tonight may be as tiring as last, since I have to move out around 9:30pm. I just want to sleep, but alas, so much stills needs done before I can enjoy the relaxing weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen a lot of the slam queen lately, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon I'll have stuff on ebay. And hopefully a less full house. I still don't know a good way to rid myself of all these DVD's. Amazon, ebay, GameStop. Anybody got any ideas? I'm not doing it for money, finally. I just got a lot of crap. I get carried away with impulse buying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also grow to like FlyLeaf. Basically I like her voice and the musical accompaniment. And a new band (to me) called Dirty Little Rabbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the last few hours of work beckon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-88989308043785348?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/88989308043785348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=88989308043785348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/88989308043785348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/88989308043785348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/days-ahead.html' title='The Days Ahead...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2518684204893326667</id><published>2007-08-03T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T11:55:09.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traded to the Minor Leagues</title><content type='html'>So, Wednesday; the 35W bridge collapsed. Well, our daily inbound calls range around 400-600 a day. It jumped to 1400-1800 a day. So, since I wasn't doing much, and my boss was out-of-town, I got volunteered to go to the call center to help out. After they trained us I had about 2 hours of actual call time before I was off. I was sent there at about 10am which, if you are counting at home, means 4 hours of a crash course on the phones. Yeah, after the first 30mins I had it down, but they wouldn't let me go live cause that meant that since I got, I get to help train the others who don't. Yeah...long day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dr. B and company were over again only no game. They were over Wednesday as well we got to level 7 in about 7hours...course about 3 of those hours were spent in a black out. We watched Shaun of the Dead on Dr. B's laptop to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was suppose to be a game night this evening but I kinda opted out. I'm getting very tired of being the only one organizing and not getting any help or much feedback. I have to much on my plate, as the Slam Queen mentioned earlier this week, to worry about trying to keep ties for everyone. Trying to get people out and doing things, trying to make sure they see each other, don't get disconnected and stuff, but if I have to practically beat it into them, than it just isn't worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2518684204893326667?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2518684204893326667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2518684204893326667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2518684204893326667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2518684204893326667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/traded-to-minor-leagues.html' title='Traded to the Minor Leagues'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-7107698317168495927</id><published>2007-08-01T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T08:19:47.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortress of Solitude</title><content type='html'>So Monday evening I packed up and moved into KC's for a week. I found Dr. B and the Lion of Iowa playing and unbelievable awesome puzzle game. Evidence: The Last Ritual. It is a sequel of Missing: Since January. It is a detective type game. The Phoenix, a serial killer, is back. You are a part of small group of ordinary people given a CD-ROM by an agency to help solve the case and catch The Phoenix. What is great is that you play YOU. You are faced with puzzles and you are suppose to go onto the Internet of either lead you to the right answer or find it. You get emails from the other players (in-game players) giving you hints to the puzzles or just down right answers when they solve it. The puzzles are numerous but are like MIST's puzzles...only these are extremely hard. This game got great reviews except that all of them say that this game is amazing frustrating because these puzzles are very hard. Mostly these puzzles test you history/religion knowledge. I'm not talking about the standard stuff. I got over there at about 6pm, with my help and New York's (who showed up at like 11pm) we got through to the 4th or 5th level (out of 8) by like 3am. Remember who is involved here and what our areas of expertise are, though: Myself, facets of the mind, psychology (with a dash of criminology), and years of years of puzzles; Dr. B, a real doctor of bio-chem; Lion of Iowa, our very own history almanac; and New York, theater and art extraordinaire. All four of us combined, it took 9 hours and three computers to get to level 5. And that is not counting how much time Dr. B and the Lion of Iowa spent before I got there, but they were on level 2 I think or just finishing level 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the mitts of this splendid game, I was chatting away with a woman I have been speaking to for a little while. We hit it off from the start and were getting along famously...until she horribly and quite expertly dump my ass. I was pretty broken up inside and so what do you generally do is said situation, drink. So I took it upon myself to give myself a self induced sick day the next day. I spent most of Tuesday sulking and being a shit and doing shit....and it felt good, real good. i figured it would take me a day or so to bounce back and I was wrong. It took less :). So, I had a good/bad night, hooked up, lost 150 bucks, dumped, drunk, sick, depressed, and bounced back in less than 48hrs. A new record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a great start to my house/animal sitting week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-7107698317168495927?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/7107698317168495927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=7107698317168495927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7107698317168495927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7107698317168495927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/08/fortress-of-solitude.html' title='Fortress of Solitude'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-3105990428429789907</id><published>2007-07-30T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T07:59:25.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Show! Please step inside.</title><content type='html'>Okay, with all that happen this weekend, I would have thought I would be worse for wear but guess not. Dr. B's impromptu party was this previous weekend. Good times. A dive bar, everyone there are people we know...mostly. Dressed up like we had all been in fight and are now enjoying a cold one to discuss the particulars. Anyway, I had a lot to drink but very little effect...interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my boss will be going out of town for a few days this week. She has given me a few "projects"(chores) to do around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about taking the Keno job at AngelKris' work. Something to do, little extra cash, but no real commitment to it, which is why I'm hesitant. You know, it not like I would need it. Course, this is if it is still available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game night was pushed to this weekend. I'm gonna try a little something different. Have a game night on Friday and Saturday. One at Fish's place, and one at Outcastpop's. So there is Friday and Saturday plans, Thursday is booked due to a challenge that I have accepted, and Wednesday is Simpsons with an old friend. Tonight I move into K&amp;C's to house/animal sit and Dr. B and the Lion of Iowa are supposedly coming over tonight for some gaming of there own. Leaving Tuesday free...thank gawd. Course, getting my hopes up. Whit will probably call or show up wanting to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for barely starting this fast, I feel great already. Funny thing is that I tried to do this a few days ago so I actually started today but feelin' great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-3105990428429789907?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/3105990428429789907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=3105990428429789907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3105990428429789907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3105990428429789907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/welcome-to-show-please-step-inside.html' title='Welcome to the Show! Please step inside.'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-5777724719585939486</id><published>2007-07-25T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T06:06:35.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sure do wish I had some GRENADES right about now!"</title><content type='html'>So I have finally been able to do productive things at work. Obviously it is a little bit, so I am still bored, but less so. I have house/animal sitting duty at the beginnign of next week to the day before my birthday. The apartment is still a mess. I have been severely noticing how tired and exhausted I am from doing nothing, when I get home. So it is about time for another fast. I started with the vitamins a few days ago to slowly let my body get use to it. I have been sleeping a lot as well. Tired like. Trying to get through these games when I have spurts of energy. Time to leave work....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-5777724719585939486?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/5777724719585939486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=5777724719585939486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5777724719585939486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5777724719585939486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/sure-do-wish-i-had-some-grenades-right.html' title='&quot;Sure do wish I had some GRENADES right about now!&quot;'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-797429230178635537</id><published>2007-07-17T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T06:29:08.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what's like when worlds collide</title><content type='html'>This is an update of the world around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuckles lost his job sometime ago but picked up another doing kinda the same thing. Doesn't get along well with others :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lynn and J-dog are hitting a rough patch. I'm not worried. The time schedules are just rubbing them raw in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish and Chips' grandpa passed last Friday. He is doing well enough. It was a good service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaga still has a problem with her meow but it is usually only her first meow when she sees you. After that it is a non-stop meow-athon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is still a mess. I meant to do my room last night but I realized that it is a weekend project. That and I slept for like 13 hours. I am rested some what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this last part is for 1031. I did respond but apparently blogger.com is not updating my posts and comments at this time but yes. I will take some off your hands if you have some to give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-797429230178635537?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/797429230178635537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=797429230178635537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/797429230178635537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/797429230178635537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-whats-like-when-worlds-collide.html' title='This is what&apos;s like when worlds collide'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6114051242363119656</id><published>2007-07-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:25:15.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Happy Extreme Funtime Weekend of Sleep Lacking</title><content type='html'>:Edit: So about the typos. I was in a hurry and was late as it was. Fixed now. :Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I haven't had much sleep all last week due to Potter 5 and prep. Thursday night I had a good 5- 6 hours though, I guess. Friday, I planned on nothing. I went to K&amp;C's to drop off something and low and behold I was whisked away onto another adventure. Chuckles and I went to Joejoe's and stayed til 8am Saturday playing this wretched game called Warhammer 40k. I used to play years ago and so a lot of the night was a refresher. I decide to spend a little to join in the fun, since this is what my friends are doing now. I used to play Eldar when I was young, my brother got me into it. There kinda like those faggoty elves of WoW. I loath playing them but I'm good with them. I understand what they can and can't do. I like their efficiency and gimmicks but gawd do I hate playing them. So we did that, I didn't get to bed til 9am Saturday and woke up at noon on Saturday to take a road trip with Fish and Whit to see my favorite band in concert, a real concert, the Jolly Rogers. That was freakin' awesome. I got a T-Shirt, thanks Fish. And I didn't get home til 2am-ish. I slept til 11:30 am, finally a long rest. Which after few hours of ebay and TV, I spent the rest of the night scrubbing the bathroom. Btw our place is filthy. I will be spending the rest of the week working a room a night. Tonight is my room, break on Tuesday, and if they haven't done it yet, I'll move on to the Kitchen than the living room. That leaves Friday to maybe go hang with M&amp;amp;M at the harry potter book thing then River Riot on Saturday. Miss Lynn and Miss Ann got me an ticket for my birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6114051242363119656?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6114051242363119656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6114051242363119656&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6114051242363119656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6114051242363119656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/super-happy-extreme-funtime-weekend-of.html' title='Super Happy Extreme Funtime Weekend of Sleep Lacking'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6481566874231744801</id><published>2007-07-12T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T06:17:39.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>This is from my desk calender:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A mind all logic is like a knife all blade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes the hand bleed that uses it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;Rabindranath Tagore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6481566874231744801?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6481566874231744801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6481566874231744801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6481566874231744801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6481566874231744801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-7386038464190877985</id><published>2007-07-11T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T06:20:48.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potter 5</title><content type='html'>I am so tired. My own doing. Normally, this wouldn't have such an effect, but I have been up late trying to finish the books up to book 4, which I didn't do. I did come to the realization that, imho, book 3 has more relevance on book 5 than book 4 does. Anyway, I think the audience participation contributed to the excitement of the film. I enjoyed watching Ms. Lynn huff and puff about how much it didn't follow the book exactly. And she enjoyed watching me see things and realize things, that she knew already, for the first time. Prof. Trelawney scene in the court yard caught me off guard and surprised me very much. Especially when Prof. McGonagall came to her aid, them sort having a bitter history together. What I was really looking forward to was the cast. I knew that they would all be back. Just about all the people from all 4 films were here and a few new additions, btw Luna Lovegood was awesome. I can't believe she beat out 15000 girls who auditioned, well done. I wish that Helena Bonham Carter had a bigger role though. She is such a terrific actress and to be given such a small part (in such a big movie), I don't know, I felt a little jilted. I think everyone did a great job, even if Ms Lynn feels that Emma Watson's acting is not growing as Daniel's and Rupert's is. I still don't like the new Dumbledore very much; I think he is good for the role seeing how Dumbledore is getting evermore darker (kinda don't want to see the old Dumbledore get that mean). But he is not convincing me as a great and powerful wizard who is very light-hearted, wise, and child's playfulness. More like a talented one who just so happens to be about as strong as Voldemort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-7386038464190877985?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/7386038464190877985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=7386038464190877985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7386038464190877985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7386038464190877985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/potter-5.html' title='Potter 5'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2976380092545624057</id><published>2007-07-05T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T09:51:50.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ComE ON, Are YOu FreAkin' kiDdIng ME?!</title><content type='html'>So I spend over 9+ hours on a card game tournament inside Xenosaga just find out that the 'promo' cards I was trying to win I can't get until I play another 20 hours of the game. This card game is like Magic: the Gathering and I build this awesome deck that kills anything and it takes an hour per tournament if I make it all the way through. So there go a few days of my life. Meh. I wasn't usin' 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to K and C's for the 4th. Had some steak. Heard/saw some fireworks. Couldn't sleep 'cause of the fireworks. Stayed up playing another 2+ hours on the game...yeah (sob)...good times (sob).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan going to see either Sicko or Licence to Wed tonight. Don't know if I'm ready to be depressed so maybe not Sicko. And Licence to Wed 'cause Jim from the Office is in there and he's kinda funny. Also, got me a coupon for a free small popcorn...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yea&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate popcorn&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2976380092545624057?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2976380092545624057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2976380092545624057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2976380092545624057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2976380092545624057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/come-on-are-you-freakin-kidding-me.html' title='ComE ON, Are YOu FreAkin&apos; kiDdIng ME?!'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8021541238967496577</id><published>2007-07-03T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T12:13:31.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One shall stand. One shall fall.</title><content type='html'>Transformers was awesome. Funny, action filled, lots of stuff for the old school transformer fans. The robots are so big on the screen that only get to see a small portion of their fight scenes (ie. the bottom left half). Some of the lines were cheesy. Shia LeBeouf was very good (like he always is). A good time. The score was obviously recycled from Armageddon with a few remixes of other scores: Terminator and Halloween. Stay after the credits for a few more scene but once the main credits start rolling there is nothing else. Some lines were even used from the first movie. Bare in mind that this a revision (focus on both of the those words 're'-'vision' - meaning taking a vision and redoing it) because the film does alter some from the original story. I heard some people complaining that all the cars are Chevy so they won't see it now cause, "Bumble Bee is a VW Bug, not a Camero." True, but you can't make a bug sexy, not for the scenes he was used in. So go,...relive some fond memories...expect cheese and sentimental, life-learning messages (like the old cartoons did. remember those 'the more you know' messages from G.I. Joe). Laugh at the cheesy funny parts, because what else are you going to do...sit there and complain...yeah, that's a good time had by all. Just remember 2 things: 1. Summer movies have to be big, 2. Micheal Bay, apparently, can't do otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8021541238967496577?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8021541238967496577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8021541238967496577&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8021541238967496577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8021541238967496577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-shall-stand-one-shall-fall.html' title='One shall stand. One shall fall.'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4220082839695191477</id><published>2007-07-02T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:27:00.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subtle Science and Exact Art</title><content type='html'>:Edit: btw, I am finished (as far as I know) with the blog reformat and set up. The wishlist is for me, not you. If you ever get the inkling to buy me something (which I know you do), please 1. Don't and 2. (if you aren't paying attention to rule 1.) do not check these for ideas. These wishlists are impulse buying only. I plan to go through and whittle out everything that is crap (which is, of course, everything) and buy them in due time were I to desire to. :Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen and read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone X times to the nth degree and not once did I notice that line. Subtle science and exact art that is potion making. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not much to update about. Have the 4th off, won't be doing much (if anything) this year. Have to fix my glasses, probably Tuesday which also the day I'll be taking my mom out to eat. Hopefully, I'll be able to get up early and leave work early....I hate rush hour and having to drive to my mom's straight from work will take forever. Okay, okay, I know, &lt;em&gt;everyone hates rush hour. &lt;/em&gt;Well, I get road rage. Personally, I hate driving. I hate other drivers. Everyone has to get home because they had a hard day at work, or they have to get dinner ready...you know what, so does everyone else.....Okay, No, I'm not gonna talk about this. This is already getting me riled up. Anyway,....video games, video games, and more video games. That's what I have been doing and will be for a while. No Daily Show or Colbert Show this week. So only 2 and half hours of TV this week...sweet. I also have to read 2 books Harry Potter books and watch 2 movies before next Tuesday evening (midnight show of Harry 5). Also, tonight at 8pm is Transformers...I will be seeing that. Also, a dental cleaning this week and a root canal next week and then Harry on the 10th and Jolly Rogers on the 14th; dental surgery on the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4220082839695191477?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4220082839695191477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4220082839695191477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4220082839695191477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4220082839695191477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/07/subtle-science-and-exact-art.html' title='Subtle Science and Exact Art'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-1937871056277663942</id><published>2007-06-28T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T08:52:44.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies are not books</title><content type='html'>Okay, I saw Die Hard 4, and usually I write some sort of review on movies I see. Not this time. Plan and simple, I like it. I went in wanting to see a movie, and I did just that. No preconceived notions, no questionable reviews, not that I tried to tune out all that. I just wanted to see Bruce on screen, being a the kid he is, and he was. It was funny, and impressive. I'm not going to compare it to the previous films because it can no longer be considered one of them. It stands on its own as a good, funny film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter. Well, only 12 days away for the film which I will probably go to a midnight showing of. As people may know, I have been trying to schedule a game night with people. I emailed about the 21st-ish. Well, since I am fan of the films and not the harry potter books, I didn't take into account the book release on the 21st. So I will move it for harry potter fans to the 28th. I'll also email again. That taken care of, let me re-iterate how great it is to see a film first, then read the book. You are NEVER disappointed in the story....EVER. You see the film and you think "wow, that was cool" then you read the book and say "this is even better, wow, I didn't know that". Instead of "wow, I love this book, it is freakin' awesome. They should make a movie about this." And then, "I can't believe they left that part of out, it is so important to the story. Why did they do that? That's not how it happened. Okay, that is right but all the other stuff leading up to that was wrong and now everyone in this theater (who hasn't read the book) is gonna think that that is how it happened. I'm gonna have to tell everyone I meet that it was way better in the book and that the book makes more sense. This movie is crap, they didn't tell it like it was in the book. If they are going to change so much why even make a movie? They just did this to make money and I can't believe I help them do that." Now I'm gonna let people in on a secret of the film industry. You ready? Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies are not books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it was hard for me to realize at first to but then I started to think about it. Its right movies are not books. Books have pages, lots and lots of pages. Books don't have time requirements (except deadlines for release). Books don't have a limit to the number of pages they can have in order to tell a diverse and enthralling story (well they do but it is reverse, like it has to be at least 300 pages long, no shorter but no limit to the maximum). Where movies have a budget, a time frame or no longer than 2 hours (example), a release date, a rating they must adhere to, producers to please, sponsors to please, fans to please (fans of the books or the director or the actors or the writer (screen or author) or the studio or all of it). They have to make everyone happy because a lot more money goes into films than books and they would some of that money back. They have to compromise. Change it enough so that the layman will be able to understand and interested and put a slight spin on the story so that 'die hard' fans will be curious and interested. If they made a film just for the fans, they would lose money since the fans don't make up a large portion of the populace. Books don't cost much so they can write a story they want and watch the money rake in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you go see a movie based on a book/novel/comic/graphic novel/bible/whatever. It will be different 90% of the time. Lord of the Rings even made compromises and they 3 films to tell one story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies are not books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-1937871056277663942?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/1937871056277663942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=1937871056277663942&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1937871056277663942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1937871056277663942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-about-that-time.html' title='Movies are not books'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2993253280645171285</id><published>2007-06-26T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T10:17:16.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official</title><content type='html'>As of last night, all my shows (aside from 2 which won't quit, more later) are over. I watched last 2 episodes of Enterprise last night and then they started all over again. Stargate SG1 is over (out with a whimper). Atlantis had its season finale. Lost had its, Heroes, The Showbiz Show, Battlestar Galactica (which I hear is coming in September), still haven't heard anything on Deadwood's last shows, Office, My name is Earl, Grey's (thank god, don't think I'll be watching this anymore anyway). My only shows are Daily Show and Colbert Report. I do have one new show, Man vs. Wild. I do still have one cartoon, Naruto. This makes up for an hour of TV watching Mon-Fri and a half hour on Sat with Sun free. Haha, I'm actually losing weight because of this...HA. Granted I replaced it with video games but I actually have to force myself to play for more than 2 hours cause I get so bored. And to be honest, I think I'm so desperate for a game night just so I can occupy some of my time....just something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored at work, I'm bored when I get home and since I'm slimming a little (probably also due to the dental work, hurts to eat), I have all this energy. I'm no longer nervous of doing something at work just cause I so want to do something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2993253280645171285?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2993253280645171285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2993253280645171285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2993253280645171285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2993253280645171285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-5683487458359084380</id><published>2007-06-25T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T14:29:54.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best update ever</title><content type='html'>Glasses kinda broke (for those who don't know, I have glasses now). Be feeling kinda paranoid lately. Mainly cause people aren't talking to me and I difficulty watching them, so, basically, I have been slacking at observing which makes me think everybody is having secret feelings of anger towards me. I know not really. Getting a little further in stuff I can do (legally) at work. I held off on getting that one card paid off, which might burn me this next pay check. A few dental appointments coming up; a cleaning and root canal, no worries though. My tooth has already had all the nerves scraped out of it, just got to do a little construction and then a crown. I can not wait (meaning it is UNBELIEVABLY difficult to wait) for Harry Potter 5. Taking loads of Advil so I can eat. playing lots of games and not getting anywhere in them at the same time. And now, I done for the day. Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-5683487458359084380?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/5683487458359084380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=5683487458359084380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5683487458359084380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5683487458359084380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/best-update-ever.html' title='Best update ever'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6120161459018017760</id><published>2007-06-22T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T07:28:24.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel oogy</title><content type='html'>I went and saw DOA yesterday. UUUUHHHH, okay it was entertaining, purely in a bad Mortal Kombat way. Best part of it was the the guy who played Lukang in Mortal Kombat (the main character, I'm not sure his name is spelled that way) is a Chinese pirate that gets his ass handed to him by Jamie Presley (playing Tina).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOA is a video game that is made famous by the fact the girls fighters in the game have anti-grav boobs. Every movement the girls make makes there boobs bounce. It is also made famous by taking the concept and making a DOA: Volleyball edition; of course, made simple to see the girl fighters in bikinis and jump around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hookie, very hookie. The film is filled pantie shots and gratuitous fight scenes. They didn't even bother to change the characters costumes or their personalities. Best acting was done by Jamie Presley (not a big shock, she is very good even though she is type-cast), the actor to play her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt better after watching Severance though. A British film about a company "teamwork" camping trip, that happens to have very recent rash of murders in the area. It turns out that the people dieing are working with the same company (which we all know). Don't worry, no spoilers. This a funny ride, through a horror movie. Mostly all European actors except for Laura Harris. This actress is slowly becoming one of my favorite blonds. Her biggest roles (as I know them) is the new girl in Faculty and as the dead movie star in the Showtime show Dead Like Me. I liked this one. Even though some of the film techniques seem to be stolen from 28 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New movies this weekend&lt;br /&gt;1408 - I'm looking forward to this. Although, imho, the mystery has been taken out of it by all the trailers, it seems like it will still be very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Almighty - Maybe. I like Steve Carell, so maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one that is not being released near me that hasn't had enough plugging is You Kill Me - Ben Kingsley is a drying out sort-of retired hitman (who can only kill people when he is drunk) and Tea Leoni who is...well, herself sort-of. Basically she is always the whining annoying women in just about everything I've seen her in and from what I seen and read...she hasn't stretched that talent one ounce for this film. You know, now that I write semi-review for this...I think I'm glad it is not being released here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6120161459018017760?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6120161459018017760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6120161459018017760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6120161459018017760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6120161459018017760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-oogy.html' title='I feel oogy'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-650012329176675609</id><published>2007-06-20T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T08:21:14.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guild Bashing</title><content type='html'>I just read this article in "Games for Windows: The Official Magazine" actually had me laughing at my desk after which I had to explain to my co-workers why it was all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRISIS ON INFINITE SERVERS&lt;br /&gt;by Cindy Vane (Cindy is probably, at this very moment, fleeing from psychotic, raid-organizing, meeting-tainted guild recruiters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm minding my own business, farming rat whiskers, and some fellow who calls himself "KnifeMe" hits me with an unsolicited whisper:&lt;br /&gt;"U wan join up w/ a kickass PVP guild? We recruting heavy time specially 4 healerz."&lt;br /&gt;"Um, no thank you."&lt;br /&gt;"y r u not guilded?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a bit 'guild shy' at the moment."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh y is that?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's a long story, but anyway...Ok, do you have a website I can visit that explains your guild's philosophy?"&lt;br /&gt;"no i just started it me n my brother."&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, "Um, no, really, I'm not interested."&lt;br /&gt;"u gotta hava guild n this one is gonna be UBER lol. We calling it Oafkin Croop's Dueling Cocks."&lt;br /&gt;     I nearly faint when he spells "dueling" correctly. "/ignore KnifeMe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INVITATIONS, NINJA STYLE&lt;br /&gt;Ninja guild invites bug the crap out of me. Ninja group invites do, as well. In fact, &lt;em&gt;any &lt;/em&gt;private message from someone who doesn't know me is immediately suspect (especially if it includes the phrase "$$ cheap gold $$"). As a maxed-out healer on several MMO fronts, I get a lot of that sort of thing. I reply to the group invites using an invariably polite macro that says something like "I'm sorry. I'm with a party that I cannot leave at the moment, but thank you for thinking of me, and good luck!" Gag. But it works...and sometimes they even reply with something brilliantly clever, like "You too. Take care!"&lt;br /&gt;But with guild invites, I feel strangled by a cravat of turmoil, brought on by uncomfortable memories of guilds I have known. I ask myself, "Do all guilds consist primarily of a bunch of psychotic weenies with emotional issues? Or have I just been really good at joining the ones that are?" I've gotten reprimanded for not saying "Hi!!! :)" immediately upon entering guild chat; for talking too little; for talking too much; for not dropping everything I'm doing to run to the other end of the universe to assist a bunch of people I'd never ever associate with in real life; for not participating in the "Ding! Gratz!" paradigm...and I've been accused of any number of other atrocities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE DO THEY FIND THESE PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;The last guild to kick me out was run by a female Dwarf with perpetual PMS who was looking for affirmation from other carebear boys and girls so that they may sing "Kumbaya," have scavenger hunts, and share their MySpace accounts. When a difference of opinion led to my unceremonious booting, she told my former guildmates--and anyone else who would listen--that I was kicked out for trying to have sex with her over TeamSpeak. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;In another guild, I made the mistake of being empathic with a guy who possessed all the typical traits of a wrist cutter. He was a tank--a &lt;em&gt;terrible&lt;/em&gt; tank--and no one wanted to group with him. I'm no longer guilded there, but this guy still jumps on me the second I log in, shouts "MEOW,"tells me how miserable he is, and then invites me to group with him. I'm running out of excuses.&lt;br /&gt;And let's not forget the l33t powergamers whose main focus is to flex their e-peens in public forums. Listening to them converse is more painful than reading Ann Coulter while deeply inhaling fumes from a burning plastics factory.&lt;br /&gt;Can we all agree that the trouble with MMOs is that other people suck? &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; never suck. It's all of &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt; that suck. Just remember that, and you'll be a lot lonelier...er, happier. Play solo. Construct a few refusal marcos. Attend a kiting seminar. Just say no to guilds! :end:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a awesome article. This is all my grievances with MMOs. I hate mass people anyway and this is just every feeling of hate balled into a brilliant article. I have often wanted to play WoW again, but this is why I don't. I loved playing the game, lots of cool quests, excellent story for some, and some of the quest chains were very long and quite fun (especially solo, solo taught me strategy); unfortunately, people occupy this game. I started on a PvP server just because my friends were on it. I should have jumped ship and got on to a different server, but I still didn't know the game so I had to constantly ask them questions and for help. Granted, I spent a great deal of time getting as far as I did but I start games over all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined Gamefly, btw. I'm not sure if I'll stay still (3 more days of free trial run). I really want to focus on beating the Xenosaga series. Then I'll move to .hack// series again. Not the best graphics but its really cool. Xenosaga series is the prequel to the greatest RPG of all time, which is Xenogears. They had to change the name for copyright laws since it was under another company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.hack// (pronounced Dot Hack) series is a RPG (try to follow me here) of a fake MMORPG, based in Japan, that has a growing virus (actually the game is becoming sentient) that causes players, who encounter the virus, to slip into a real coma. The game has chosen you to stop the virus. Did you follow? Okay, a little more detail. The Epitaph of Twilight (a real 'in game' poem written centuries ago in Japan) has been programmed into the game for a story line. In the poem is a little girl who tried to help the human race against the power of the gods. When the other gods, that were helping the human race, saw how cruel the humans really were they began to leave. The humans fear they would lose the war if they didn't have the power the gods to back them so they trapped the last god, the little girl, with 12 curses so that she could not leave. The humans eventually won by basically summing all the power the little girl had and using it in one final blast, killing the girl and the gods. Well, the MMORPG, in the game, has become aware, due to Japanese engineering, through advance AI programming. So the little girl gives you power to stop the game's growing viruses, which are the 12 curses binding her. Well, after the first 4 games (all one story), the company building, housing the servers, burnt down and the company eventually disappeared. Well, two years later they reconstructed the company and the MMORPG, known as 'The World' version 2, but with no Epitaph of Twilight. The second series of .hack// has to deal with PKs (player killers), people so bored they start killing other players just for fun...in the game, that is. Well, there is a PK in the game that is said to kill your character for good and put the real player into a coma, and he just happens to look like your character from the first series, wink, wink. I can't wait to play this series, but I can't play it now. I have to play the previous 4 again because, like all series games, the data you saved from the previous can be transferred to the next. So you see how I have a lot of gaming to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-650012329176675609?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/650012329176675609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=650012329176675609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/650012329176675609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/650012329176675609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/guild-bashing.html' title='Guild Bashing'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-5711887243421367990</id><published>2007-06-19T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T07:09:40.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ren Faire</title><content type='html'>This was a blast. I love Ren Faire and this year was just good as when it was at Iowa Western. It was smaller, quaint really, but better. Since it was picked up by St. Louis, they need little to fund the venture. Due to that, prices were lower in a lot of places. I got some cool henna. Soem insence, a few cheap (remember afore mentioned lower prices) blades (I always want some throwing knives). Lemonade for a buck (not the good stuff, which was there, but still). Turkey legs, and funnel cakes, homemade icecream and rootbeer, and yes, homemade rootbeer floats, burgers and dogs, and some pasta and oriental foods. It seemed all the shops were there but they were scattered about and made it seem less cluttered. Some of the main acts (no tortuga twins this years) and a new act called the Limey Birds. Jolly Rogers were, of course, present and accounted for....best thing about the faire. New CD's, some pirate swag, and tickets to there concert in KC on July 14th for 10 bucks. Yeah, a concert...for the Jolly Rogers. How cool is that? No need to respond, because it is very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good vacation for once in my life (I mean actual vacation time I have taken off from work, not like my trip to San Fran, that was awesome, but I wasn't on vacation cause I didn't have a job). The perfect mix of thinigs to do and doing absolutly nothing. I enjoyed every minute and now back to the grind, which I look forward to since I am rather done with vacation stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good time had by all (which is really just me).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-5711887243421367990?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/5711887243421367990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=5711887243421367990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5711887243421367990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/5711887243421367990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/ren-faire.html' title='Ren Faire'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6181994436592747344</id><published>2007-06-13T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T11:06:59.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuthin' to do...might as well update</title><content type='html'>Well, today is the last day of the week for me. Seems like I have had quite few days off. Well I have. They told me to use up my vacation time before the end of fiscal year; I had like 6 days to spend, a holiday, and 3 sick days. Not to mention a few days I leave early for doctors and dentists (I know, I know, dentists are doctors). Well, this is the last of the official days off, and I think I have enough sick time for one more day. But I'll save that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined Gamefly today. A free 10-day trial. I probably just stop or maybe keep it now that I think of it. Could save me loads money in games I just want to play and not keep. Speaking of; I have been thinking of selling some more stuff. Not for a need of money but just that I'm getting older and I got a lot of shit. I plan to contribute some books to antiquarium...if they'll take 'em....if they're still around. Games sell pretty well at gamers. I don't know about movies though. Some aren't exactly suitable for re-sell...maybe ebay. I do have a digital camera now. Don't know if I want to pay to put something up and know that it won't sell well or forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest news is Ren Faire. I hope to have a blasty blast (thank you Dane Cook). And since 4th of July at the KC is out I might change it into game night. Maybe. Last time sucked ass, even though I really appreciate all who did show, it still kinda sucked scrotum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6181994436592747344?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6181994436592747344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6181994436592747344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6181994436592747344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6181994436592747344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/nuthin-to-domight-as-well-update.html' title='Nuthin&apos; to do...might as well update'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8558375407011964524</id><published>2007-06-11T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T11:39:17.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tada</title><content type='html'>Because I know you are all at the end of your seats with antici...pation (sorry, rocky horror moment, I couldn't resist mate,...sorry Pirates moment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% COMPLETION METROID PRIME 2: ECHOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was hard. And then I find out, after completing it, that there is a hard mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is gonna sound kinda funny. In 2 and a half weeks I would have been home from Korea if I had stayed (if I wanted to come home that is). I still don't regret the decision of coming back when I did but I am also glad I did the whole experience. The funny part is that probably within that time (the 2 1/2 weeks) I will officially be moved back in. I started to unpack the last of the boxes last night so we could get the AC's in. Now, I have to arrange everything to my liking but the time it will take do, much less get to it, is probably 2 1/2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC side note, it is nice to not sweat during the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, the boxes are actually from the supposed move out of the apartment, not the move to Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had time to go through the video game collection and put all the games I haven't beaten, much less played, off to a side to do so. Not as many as I thought really, about 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight: Litter boxes and Enterprise - btw I mentioned this before, but this is a really awesome show. This show had like 4 seasons (where I thought it was only 2...maybe) and actually got me interested in Star Trek again. The first Enterprise; the first crew; the first deep space missions; the first threat to Earth; first contact scenarios with no prime directive established yet because the is no government of aligned planets; no shields, just hull plating (actual armor instead of an energy barrier); Warp 5 is tearing the ship apart. Very cool stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8558375407011964524?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8558375407011964524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8558375407011964524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8558375407011964524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8558375407011964524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/tada.html' title='Tada'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2819009137416001047</id><published>2007-06-08T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:11:09.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh...</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I have been blogging for over a year. For over a year I have been bitching about nothing....cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I called in sick on Tuesday and Wednesday. And then I got back and did...nothing. After being down here for about 2 months I really starting to get bored of doing nothing. However, they told me that starting next week it is training week for me...even though I will only be here for 3 days and one of those days I leave early for a dentist appointment...and won't be back til Tuesday the following week.... .... ....So 2 and half days for training next week. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest there has been a lot of training...sort of. I have been covering the reading material mostly and done a couple things with supervision, but that really doesn't amount to the time spent burning the clock and collecting a pay check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel loads better and saw a funny movie last night. Wild Hogs. It was enjoyable, nothing special, but funny. The end credits were really funny. During the film a bar gets burned down and at the end credits a mock Extreme Makeover: Home Edition was aired of the rebuilding of the bar for these homeless and wayward bikers. Really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few good films came out today. Hostel Part 2, Ocean's Thirteen, and The Valet.&lt;br /&gt;Hostel I'll see; maybe Ocean's; but Valet seems kinda Jerry Lewis-y.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2819009137416001047?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2819009137416001047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2819009137416001047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2819009137416001047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2819009137416001047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/huh.html' title='Huh...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-1397801899921655741</id><published>2007-06-04T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:15:59.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinus City</title><content type='html'>So, I'm sick. Sinus infection; it's like my tenth billion one. I get these all the time, I just loves my dairy a little too much I guess. Well, to be honest I was sick Sunday. Always am when I spend the day out K and C's. Not enough exposure to the smoking on top of an impeding sinus infection. I doing better today; good enough to go to work. I actually couldn't wait to get to work today. I just finished boxing up the rest of 2002 and 2003's files. Can't believe it took me 4 hours. I have been working on that project for a few weeks. Lots of interruptions. But now, I move on to 2004 and 2005's files. I just hope to finish 2004 before Ren Faire. June 15th through the 17th. I took the last of my vacation time for it. I want to go everyday it is open...we'll see though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out to see a few movies as well. Maybe tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vega is doing extremely well. Her only problems now is her meowing, it coming out but very quietly; and getting down from heights. She can do it, she almost doubles over and her back legs don't always land on her feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-1397801899921655741?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/1397801899921655741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=1397801899921655741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1397801899921655741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1397801899921655741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/sinus-city.html' title='Sinus City'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8711260474487465032</id><published>2007-06-01T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:32:12.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the sound of financially?</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm one pay check away from my second credit card being payed off. I took a dive in payments to the last card and will probably not pay much or any with the next pay check. Why? (I know you care, don't act like you don't). Ren Faire. I want to have money when I go the Ren Faire this year. I have no intention of spending anywhere near all of it. But, for once I would like to maybe get sucked into an impulse buy at the Ren Faire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you need a jar full of dragon tears for?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know, but look just look at it...doesn't just scream 'You have no use for me, but I'm pretty'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a Jolly Rogers CD and not worry about the fact that i just spent my grocery money. You know, stuff. I'm even gonna dress in my slapdash pirate outfit. It will be a good time had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, my older brother just got engaged and congratz to him and his. And...my mother just purchased an entire ceramic business...for like 500 bones. (the bones of the children she sits for Mwhahahahah...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn't currently planning to do anything with it other than something to do and for the family to enjoy. Maybe one day, she'll start something up but who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8711260474487465032?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8711260474487465032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8711260474487465032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8711260474487465032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8711260474487465032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-sound-of-financially.html' title='What is the sound of financially?'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-6796449334642650026</id><published>2007-05-30T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:30:47.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Weekend Results</title><content type='html'>So my vacation is over and I am back to work. I am actually glad to be going back. I've said it before but I very little to do towards the end and I really just wanted to work. Anyway, Game weekend turned into game night; Saturday night to be more specific. To be honest, it was more of a turn out than I thought. 6 total including me. We played Munchkin til 7 in the morning...popped a few Munchkin cherries. What is awesome and kinda pervy is that every time a Munchkin cherry is popped the player always wants to go again... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been trying to play my video games since I started work here. I can never seem to get into it. Every time, I try to play a game, I almost immediately get bored and stop. Well, I tried all weekend to play something and alas, nada. But I have been forcing a few hours on Metroid Prime 2. I started so long ago and am going to try to finish with 100%. And them try to move on to FFXII. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vega is walking, I came home around noon Monday and there was Vega walking up to see me. She wasn't to happy to see me (probably cause I was gone for so long); but she is now warming up me again since I shut her out of my room at night. She isn't 100% but she is making a great recovery...Jason and I think that maybe she was hit a by a motorcycle, which would explain most of her symptoms, but in the end we will never know how she was hit and by what. Also, she lost some weight, which is a good sign of a fast recovery. (i.e. the less she eats the more time the body can put energy to fixing itself).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-6796449334642650026?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/6796449334642650026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=6796449334642650026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6796449334642650026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/6796449334642650026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/05/game-weekend-results.html' title='Game Weekend Results'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-768393495095002228</id><published>2007-05-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:08:51.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean: At Worlds End</title><content type='html'>First: I will not spoil any of it for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second: IMHO, worthy to be the third in an new epic trilogy (in other words, I enjoyed it very much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And C: best line in the film "NOBODY MOVE!!!... ...dropped me brain..." I could not stop laughing at this. Mainly for personal reasons but it was still unbelievably hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a cat update: She stood up today...for a moment...still can't walk without assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a self update: I start house/animal sitting tomorrow and game weekend also starts then. We'll see how well this will turn out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-768393495095002228?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/768393495095002228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=768393495095002228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/768393495095002228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/768393495095002228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-of-caribbean-at-worlds-end.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbean: At Worlds End'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-8259534090214295397</id><published>2007-05-22T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T14:43:08.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet contemplation</title><content type='html'>So our cat, Vega, came back from the vet on Monday. She was hit by a car on Friday night. I didn't even mention this because earlier that night I was over at my mom's discussing what to do about our 17 year old dog, who has cataracts, arthritis, tooth decay, intestinal disease, and a gum infection. Yet still a heart like a horse (for his age). Dealing with another potentially dieing animal in the same night was...well...I kinda block it out for a while. Anyway, my dog might be in a little pain (mostly due to the arthritis) but Vega got it a lot worse. Miraculously no broken bones; possibly a bruised bladder and/or kidney. The biggest problem is motor function. She can move each leg fine but it seems the muscles have difficultly. She can't stand, can't walk, can't even crawl. She is able to move around by embedding her claws into whatever and pulling herself forward. She can eat if hand feed. The doctor says it might be spinal shock but otherwise he doesn't what else he could do. I got very upset about this. This doctor didn't seem very good by some of the description I got from Becky. Anyway, we have deal with her being like this for at least a week. If she doesn't improve, we may have to take her to the vet hospital. I can't tell yet if she has neurological damage or just drugged (since I don't know how long the drugs last or when they were administered). For the moment we have an invalide cat...this is striking a cord with me...a bit of like "I'm not gonna take care of her" sort of feeling. I know it is because my dad suffered a stroke and living with a semi-paralyzed human being was hard enough. But this is a creature that doesn't have the facilities of doing things for itself. A feel ashamed for the feelings but not regret. I help take care of my dad and due to the neurological damage (and him just being him) he was rarely grateful, even mean sometimes (because he could do everything by himself, I get it). I don't it kinda scares me to take care of her. Not that fear anything that she might do or I might do...just that I don't want this to be a "forever til she dies" thing. Or a situation where we can't afford to continue caring for her and will have to put her down...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hate my cold heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-8259534090214295397?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/8259534090214295397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=8259534090214295397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8259534090214295397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/8259534090214295397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/05/quiet-contemplation.html' title='Quiet contemplation'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4109480110014189410</id><published>2007-05-21T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T08:16:53.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ex</title><content type='html'>This movie was funny. And surprisingly, not a chick flick. It is absolutely freaking hilarious...."Why would I give you my 'yes' ball?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good film to bounce back from the Shrek debacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring Zack Braff (from Scrubs), Amanda Peet, and Jason Bateman.&lt;br /&gt;But also starring the very funny Charles Grodin. He did the Beethoven movies but is probably most well known for the fugitive in Midnight Run.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention a kid with an amazing (although, CGI'ed) talent of eating and swallowing a hamburger (bun and all) in one bite. Scary awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fun movie. Jason Bateman plays an awesome dick. You know the kind, soft and kind, very passive aggressive, not very smiley, but just an all-a-round dick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4109480110014189410?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4109480110014189410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4109480110014189410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4109480110014189410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4109480110014189410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/05/ex.html' title='The Ex'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-1511648721658425944</id><published>2007-05-18T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T12:18:09.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrek the Third</title><content type='html'>Absolutely the worst movie ever. I don't say this lightly (as some of you know). First let's get down to the core of what made the other films so good. The journey. Everything that happened while on the journey was what made the story, the character development, plot. In Shrek 3 the journey is all of like 2 minutes (thanks to a wizard). Second, Character development. The only reason I can fathom as to why there was only one-line character development, is due to the fact that we the audience are suppose to know who these people are already. I'm not talking about Shrek, donkey, Fiona, etc. I'm talking about the newbies of the film. Merlin, Sleeping Beauty, Rapunzel, Captain Hook, the Evil stepsister, etc, and wtf Evil enchanted trees, what the hell are these from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villains of our fairy tales play a big role in this film and they are merely glossed over as "the villains".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was slapped together by people who don't care what the audience thinks of it. It was very lack lustered. The endings of these films are huge singing scenes, this film had the main actors credits rolling while donkey and puss'n boots sing against a black back drop. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the main villain of the story. Prince Charming. First he is pathetic actor and everyone hates him, then he is a leader of the villain army by smooth talking his way into their folds, then he is pathetic again when confronted by Shrek and gang. Barely any action. Just a whole bunch of whining on the screen of "I don't wanna" sort of mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only redeeming quality (which does very little in redeeming it) is the baby shower gang. Fiona and four of the main princesses of Disney. Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Cinderella, and Rapunzel. These characters are voiced by the former ladies of Saturday Night Live. This is where the movie should have gone. All the classic comedy tools were used here. Sleeping Beauty is a narcoleptic, who during one scene I could barely keep my pop from coming out my nose. She was sleeping and abruptly wakes her self up through snoring and pops up looking around and says "Who Dat" in as deep as a voice as she can. Cinderella has OCD about cleaning, which if you stretch it leads to her being a little crazy. She just rambles about cleaning and one the other princesses tells her to shut up and she repeats it to herself under breath, which is actually her saying it to her reflection in the floor, then tells to herself to stay out of it. Rapunzel thinks everyone is jealous of her hair (not much character development here since we see so little of her), and Snow White, who apparently gets the most camera time and lines. She is argumentative and snobby. And it all because she knows that she is "fairest one of all". Also, her baby shower present to Fiona is a live-in babysitter (a dwarf). When they girls get into the thick of it Snow White tears off her sleeves to reveal a heart tattoo on her arm with Dopey's name in it. And then with her beautiful signing voice she summons all woodland creatures to come to her beckon. The music changes to Led Zeppelin's - Immigrant Song making all the woodland creatures attack. These are classic comedy avenues that should have been explore more deeply. This could have been the greatest movie if this were the focus. But these wonderful ladies only comprise a total of about 15 minutes of the film. Sad, very sad indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, very bad movie. And let me tell you I had extremely low hopes for this film and it murdered each and everyone of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-1511648721658425944?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/1511648721658425944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=1511648721658425944&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1511648721658425944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/1511648721658425944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/05/shrek-third.html' title='Shrek the Third'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-7778413713203137944</id><published>2007-05-16T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T08:56:54.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timing...</title><content type='html'>Get this. So I am now (as of last Saturday) a full-time health councilor. Well, I think in concert of anxiousness of work, being up at 6am, and the very greasy calzone; I nearly puked. So I put in a sick day on Monday. Tuesday was great. I am getting some training and am almost on the verge of actually talking to people about their donations (which, I don't like calling people I don't know, but I'm sure the fake phone voice will come naturally). One other thing is that my Manager was out sick on Tuesday. So today, as I was walking in. I was stopped by the new supervisor in the Component Lab. Apparently, they asked if they could have me for one more week. My boss didn't see anything wrong with this so he allowed. This was Monday, but I didn't hear about til today. So, for the rest of the week, I'm working splits again. Won't be to bad. I kinda miss my night crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my email out to a few and one for sure is down to join on game night. Get this, he is a veteran Munchkin player. I about died with laughter when he was telling me about some of the arguments. He's good guy, and I'm glad I could get him out for a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some vacation time coming up. The 25th through the 29th. I'm gonna be house sitting so I figure it is a perfect time to game. This will be in a mass email, but if you're curious. Just to make it easy for a start to game night, since I'm house sitting it would be easier for people to come to me. Munchkin will always be available, as well as, many "screaming-at-the-TV" trivia games. A little booze and pizza. A few board games for small crowds. And even some Warhammer 40K if people like, though I'm more partial to Necromunda. We can also explore the RPG option as well as some tournament style of fighting/first-person-shooter/points types of games. And can always end up with movies/TV, maybe a little stereo. Or if just 2 people show, hop onto the PC's to game a little. Since I'll be there all Friday through Monday (Tuesday I recover). I figure just to show up when time allows for you. Again this will go out in a mass email to the traditional gaming crowd. Remember though. I am house sitting Chuck the Truck and Kitty Kat's place. So if wish to see them, you won't cause they are not there. I am. You came to see me dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I know I said maintenance is taking place...it is going slow, I learn from the best (Omaha road construction). If no one shows for the gaming week. Then this is what I'll be doing when I am not crying, or drowning my sorrows in my gaming addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great news though, since HR forgot to give me my overtime from my last pay check, this pay check is gonna be huge. I can't wait. The reason this is great news is not just because it is a lot of money. Saturday, my computer melted. Okay, not the whole thing, but my video card did. It was hot, was midday, I was out at the movies, and my computer had been on for most of the day. When I finally figured out what might have been wrong I checked it out and sure enough. My video card practically had a whole melted/burned right through it. The reason the pay check it great is because I had to use one of the credit cards to pay for new video card. And since mine was like 2 years old; I had to buy an upgrade. All and all, my computer is fine now. It is only turned on during the wee hours of the night til we put in our AC's. And with this new schedule of the split, it works out fine for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life merely a series of serendipitous events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-7778413713203137944?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/7778413713203137944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=7778413713203137944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7778413713203137944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/7778413713203137944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/05/timing.html' title='Timing...'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4394814655788236500</id><published>2007-05-04T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T13:03:18.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight showing of Spider-man 3</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm still remodeling the blog but I got talk about this so....&lt;em&gt;you all shall suffer&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHA (head cocked back with hands on hips).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider-man 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was awesome but a lot of worries that came up before the film came true for the most part but was still done well enough. First, my biggest worry was Topher Grace as Venom. Now, he is a good actor, but I think he would have made a better Carnage than Venom. He is really good at playing the arrogant ass...But he did well. I was also concerned about Topher's size. Venom is suppose to be ominous in presence, but they did well with what they had. They played it off as a creature from space which is what the simbiote is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Hayden Church is always good though. You can tellthat in some of sand scenes he acted through it and then they morphed him into a man of sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Goblin Jr. was pretty good but I have always had reservations about the actor for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirsten Dunst was actually top notch here. I was really impressed with her performance. And the constant interaction with upcoming supervillans i.e. Lizard, and Black Kat (I think Stacey turns to Black Kat...I can't be certain), was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just like I thought, they crammed to much into 2 and half hours. After it got dark (in mood) the film really picked up though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, top notch for a third film. But that is what it is...a third film. And it seemed too much like a comic this time around. More of a filler for the next 2. I really hope they keep the same cast and crew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4394814655788236500?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4394814655788236500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4394814655788236500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4394814655788236500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4394814655788236500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/05/midnight-showing-of-spider-man-3.html' title='Midnight showing of Spider-man 3'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-3962284126959082330</id><published>2007-05-01T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T10:55:10.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Furbish</title><content type='html'>I am attempting to finally update my links and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;general&lt;/span&gt; blog stuff. Give me a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-3962284126959082330?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/3962284126959082330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=3962284126959082330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3962284126959082330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/3962284126959082330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/05/re-furbish.html' title='Re-Furbish'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-2225340051352617997</id><published>2007-04-27T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T13:06:56.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New</title><content type='html'>What's new? Nothing really. The job is going good. I am already doing a few things. I'm not counciling anyone yet. Since we are FDA regulated, we have training even for that. But mostly I'm back to sitting and reading at work, only this time they encourage a little web surfing so that I don't get fried out. Office work rocks. I get to take mini breaks like every hour. All for health reasons, don't want me to get any eye, leg, or back problems from all the excessive sitting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they change me back to hourly (with the same pay), only now since I am hourly I get night differential and overtime pay again, till they get it figured out. How sweet is that. Now I can do my stint here then work overtime in the lab to help get them caught up. Which, by the way, I will be getting a lot of over time in the lab soon. BOY do we have some major problems coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lab week this, which means lots of mini games to do at work with a 2 hour luncheon with a raffle. I didn't win anything...yet. There is still one game left that will be determined soon...and it is the big prize. Becky won something though. And lunch was from garden cafe....ooo swanky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decent week I guess. Their is a party that I kinda want to go to but probably can't cause it is a crossdressing party. And I don't know any women my size, and I am not in a position to go and buy womens clothes either. Maybe a moomoo (spelling?). Or a her's robe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-2225340051352617997?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/2225340051352617997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=2225340051352617997&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2225340051352617997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/2225340051352617997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-991892958399569236</id><published>2007-04-20T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T14:30:38.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Day</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm a week off. I couldn't celebrate Balck Day last week so I'm doing it this week. In case any of you don't read my blog, like everyday, Black Day is a day that only people who were single on Valentines Day can celebrate. On April 14th, single people get together and basically have a traditional dish, which I love to death. I had it just about everyday over summer break. Anyway good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, belated, but Happy Black Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-991892958399569236?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/991892958399569236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=991892958399569236&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/991892958399569236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/991892958399569236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/04/black-day.html' title='Black Day'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23598745.post-4933743646649819904</id><published>2007-04-15T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T21:08:03.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rung #2</title><content type='html'>So I start my new job tomorrow. It's only for 4 hours and then I go back to the lab for the rest of my shift. I'll be on this schedule for about a month. I'm a little nervous, being a councilor and all. Got to dress up for the part to...not my style, but got to play the part I guess. I get my own desk area, computer, get to bring a radio and stuff to decorate my place. I got an office gig basically, it feels like a lot of responsibility. Like this is who I will be for a while. I don't know, probably just pre-jitters and all that. That and I still don't know exactly what I'm doing. But I have been promised to eased into it...course, I've been promised many things by many businesses. I could always go back to the lab...I just might...sometime in the future...of my own choosing and after I pay my debt off, I hope. Anyway, I feels like a whole new world is opening up tomorrow, ... ... ... and I don't feel ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23598745-4933743646649819904?l=raptorpack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/feeds/4933743646649819904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23598745&amp;postID=4933743646649819904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4933743646649819904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23598745/posts/default/4933743646649819904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raptorpack.blogspot.com/2007/04/rung-2.html' title='Rung #2'/><author><name>raptorpack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07051583646823601119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_rqqogiFAMSU/R4U1en-19wI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q-97Rnuew2Q/S220/235548_large.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
