<?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-6994007864778199671</id><updated>2012-01-19T19:00:42.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Days Wont Fall Off The Cloud</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-415610453376809912</id><published>2012-01-19T19:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T19:00:42.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-81ACabyu5ms/TxjY2XnSewI/AAAAAAAAASA/dOPve3Gn0jw/s640/blogger-image--1233706730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-81ACabyu5ms/TxjY2XnSewI/AAAAAAAAASA/dOPve3Gn0jw/s640/blogger-image--1233706730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-415610453376809912?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/415610453376809912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=415610453376809912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/415610453376809912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/415610453376809912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2012/01/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-81ACabyu5ms/TxjY2XnSewI/AAAAAAAAASA/dOPve3Gn0jw/s72-c/blogger-image--1233706730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-1372878290351455681</id><published>2011-12-08T16:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T00:45:45.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How my day started</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning and my first thought was "I don't wanna get up..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't think that? Well ok, that's how most people start their day. But I bet you can't match what followed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my dear new iPhone (oh yea got me a 4s and is my new baby) to see the time and I see a few texts already. But I noticed my brother was one of the people, which is odd cuz he never texts randomly, specially so early (well 9am for me) so I got a bit worried. I open the texts and he texted saying he'd been going in for surgery in a few, and not to worry. And if he dies... blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought is "WTF??" I mean, when someone tells you theyre going in for surgery, most likely you've heard about wtf is going on for a couple  of days... Or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was a wisdom tooth removal. So I'm like "ok phew! Fuck! how fucking dramatic" so I texted him this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why would you die :p"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't know was that his message was a mass text to a bunch of people. So after I hit send, I noticed all the strange numbers. I thought "oh well. Whatever. Worse case scenario, I get a few people asking me who am I, but I'm sure they can tell is a reply meant for my brother"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I finish that thought, I get all these angry texts saying things like "who the hell is this??" or "wtf who are you?" But my favorite, and the winner of the most dramatic, ridiculous, paranoid text was something I didn't expect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r3EL3rh8Oa4/TucQj6yJVSI/AAAAAAAAARw/TKGNr4Ix0E4/s1600/blogger-image--1928254480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r3EL3rh8Oa4/TucQj6yJVSI/AAAAAAAAARw/TKGNr4Ix0E4/s320/blogger-image--1928254480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685531263839589666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus! Who says that?? Lmao!&lt;br /&gt;But I can't reply right away to all these texts because I'm also getting calls from angry women who are insecure of their f'n boyfriends, calling me a whore or the like, as they heard my voice was a female. And the best part is they wouldn't let me explain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my phone crashed with so much digital violence, I turned it off for a few seconds. I took a shower and tried to fix my lunch for work. Then, turned it on to see if it was over. It wasn't. So I mass texted again, Explaining. Funny thing, a few of these psychos also had iPhones so idk why they got so paranoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told my brother and he also mass-texted, clarifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then asked me for money to help pay for his surgery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great way to start your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-1372878290351455681?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/1372878290351455681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=1372878290351455681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1372878290351455681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1372878290351455681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-my-day-started.html' title='How my day started'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r3EL3rh8Oa4/TucQj6yJVSI/AAAAAAAAARw/TKGNr4Ix0E4/s72-c/blogger-image--1928254480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-383121112831915581</id><published>2011-12-01T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T11:57:55.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't post lately. Because I haven't had time, really. Not because my funny life hasn't had more ridiculous episodes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, work, love, traveling, friends.... All has a dramatic side of it. I'll share more sometime. In the mean time, here is a piece I did for a class: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cloth hung on the wall for my chiaroscuro class. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DLCkJ3SZOaw/TtfcQhwWcbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/BnukTPwrvzc/s640/blogger-image-2028604023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DLCkJ3SZOaw/TtfcQhwWcbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/BnukTPwrvzc/s640/blogger-image-2028604023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-383121112831915581?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/383121112831915581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=383121112831915581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/383121112831915581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/383121112831915581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-havent-post-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DLCkJ3SZOaw/TtfcQhwWcbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/BnukTPwrvzc/s72-c/blogger-image-2028604023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-2838685179173028808</id><published>2011-08-03T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:59:44.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>I had my birthday this week. I wasnt entirely happy because it was on a week day, so I had to work. But I figured, hey, I can make money instead of sitting at home wasting hours alone, since everyone else works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also looking forward to receiving some packages from Amazon on that day too, so it would feel like presents. I did get a Kindle for my birthday already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to dress up a bit for my birthday. Look nice. I was wearing a black tank top that I love because it's cute and has a Bon Jovi logo, a skirt, and  these black shoes I've worn once before. There! Looking nice and receiving packages at work. What can go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on my chair and a friend of mine and I were IM'ing and he made me laugh. Instead of one of those laughter snorts, something weird happened in my nose, because instead of water, saliva or anything, blood came out. I can't say it was because of the suppressed laughter. It must of been something else. But the laughter surely pushed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent most my day with tissues up my nose, and when I wasn't bleeding, I was scared of bleeding. Speaking of bleeding, did I mention I had my period? Yeeeeeeeah. Cramps are awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My packages did not arrive early as the tracking said. I spent the day (aside of bleeding) waiting. Finally, in the afternoon, the receptionist tells me she had my packages at her desk. I figured I'd go pick them up so she wouldn't have to carry them to my desk because there were 3 of them, and one of them was going to be a bit big, since it was a wooden Wii/Rockband central for my Rockband  guitars and Wii games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there, and I picked them up. As soon as I walk away, my goddamned shoe decided to die. The stupid platform just detached from the f'n shoe and I tripped and almost fell on my face. So my attempt of being nice and get my own shit myself went to hell, and the receptionist had to take the packages to my desk while I followed her with my broken shoe and my shame in my hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/03/3074.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/03/s_3074.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered how the hell was I going to walk almost two blocks distance to my car? I always park behind the building in the far corner, because I'm not special enough to park closer. So WTF do I do now. I figured electrical black tape would do the trick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little that I knew, it was 95 degrees outside. So as I walked to my car, the stupid tape melted on my shoe and on my foot! What the hell?? So there I was, almost running towards my car, with a broken shoe, hanging melted tape, bleeding everywhere and 3 packages, in a fucking 95 degrees weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made it to my car. I blasted the AC on my feet so the tape would get hard again. I only had hopes of finding parking on the street close by my apartment, and not have to walk a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. There was no parking. Of course. Had to park two blocks away... Again. Sometimes I think I'm in something like the movie "Stranger Than Fiction," where the guy's life goes as the woman writer dictated without knowing. But in my case, I bet the writer knows... And enjoys it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the night ended up well. I had chocolate cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, writer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-2838685179173028808?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/2838685179173028808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=2838685179173028808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2838685179173028808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2838685179173028808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-had-my-birthday-this-week.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-8241400832912698259</id><published>2011-06-13T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:45:20.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon *Art*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LsZyrh4gFhA/Tj-UBjniEtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MjhEKCbRe-8/s1600/art_dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LsZyrh4gFhA/Tj-UBjniEtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MjhEKCbRe-8/s320/art_dragon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638388012952982226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-8241400832912698259?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/8241400832912698259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=8241400832912698259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/8241400832912698259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/8241400832912698259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-been-forever-will-post-later.html' title='Dragon *Art*'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LsZyrh4gFhA/Tj-UBjniEtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/MjhEKCbRe-8/s72-c/art_dragon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-5073877349637162276</id><published>2010-02-21T13:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:49:33.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and Bon Jovi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="X7WmF" width="432" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;e=1266788918&amp;f=X7WmFlWY2JUJTL2McYn1pw&amp;d=71&amp;m=b&amp;r=w&amp;i=m&amp;options="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed id="X7WmF" src="http://static.animoto.com/swf/w.swf?w=swf/vp1&amp;e=1266788918&amp;f=X7WmFlWY2JUJTL2McYn1pw&amp;d=71&amp;m=b&amp;r=w&amp;i=m&amp;options=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="432" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Create your own &lt;a href="http://animoto.com"&gt;video slideshow&lt;/a&gt; at animoto.com.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-5073877349637162276?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/5073877349637162276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=5073877349637162276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/5073877349637162276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/5073877349637162276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2010/02/mom-and-bon-jovi.html' title='Mom and Bon Jovi'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-35226035193170903</id><published>2009-09-14T23:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:40:03.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My car... for 30 goats</title><content type='html'>I need to edit this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is pretty long.&lt;br /&gt;coming soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-35226035193170903?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/35226035193170903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/35226035193170903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-moon.html' title='My car... for 30 goats'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-3076873405465374734</id><published>2009-09-06T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:42:01.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliens *Art*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVUmJ9BkRuE/Tj-TO2m0MeI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Q88IayV4-YY/s1600/AlienChair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVUmJ9BkRuE/Tj-TO2m0MeI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Q88IayV4-YY/s320/AlienChair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638387141876920802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-3076873405465374734?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/3076873405465374734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=3076873405465374734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/3076873405465374734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/3076873405465374734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2009/09/inglorious-basterds.html' title='Aliens *Art*'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVUmJ9BkRuE/Tj-TO2m0MeI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Q88IayV4-YY/s72-c/AlienChair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-1651581087668513723</id><published>2009-09-06T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T22:35:57.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I worked at Toys R' Us :: Part 02</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned before... I worked at Toys R' Us once. In electronics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This middle aged woman came to me, as I was fixing up the gameboy aisle. She said, "Hello. I need a Playstation and a Mario Gameboy game. Can you help me?" Of course, it seemed like an easy job. Sure! Playstation and Mario! Who doesn't know those! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said "Sure! Let me get a Playstation from the back. Do you know what Mario game you want, or do you need suggestions? There are a few."&lt;br /&gt;She said "Yeah Im gonna need suggestions."&lt;br /&gt;I said "Okay! Will you need an extra controller and a Memory card?"&lt;br /&gt;She said "No thanks."&lt;br /&gt;I said "Okay. Will you need a Playstation game?"&lt;br /&gt;She said "Yes. The Mario game you gonna suggest." *DUH! face* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought "Oh damn she doesnt know... ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained "Sorry Ma'am, Mario games are for Nintendo systems. Playstation is from Sony, so they're actually competing w each other."&lt;br /&gt;She said "Wow." Which made me think she probably realized how complicated these things are, so I was glad to explain. But then she said "... You're really dumb!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her like O_O' ... "Excuse me...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explained "How do you work here and not know these things? My niece has a Playstation and she plays the gameboy games in it all the time."&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds of confusion... and quite honestly, curiosity, I asked "Uhm... How... exactly does she do that...? That's... physically impossible, ma'am... Gameboy games are mini cartridges and Playstation only plays discs... Are you confusing the Playstation with the Gameboy system"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed loudly. "Wow girl, you're the stupidest one I've had helping me... ever!!! NO! She puts the cartridge in that slot above the controller slot. Seriously, have you seen a Playstation??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared in horror. How did this woman come up with such a thing...? I mean... How...? HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a deep breath... trying to inhale her stupidity and filter it out through my lungs...&lt;br /&gt;"No ma'am. There's no way that's possible. I can show you... We have the Demo Playstations here, and I have returned spare games in the back for Gameboy testings..."&lt;br /&gt;"NO! Im not wasting my time with you! Im gonna go  and bring my niece so she can SHOW YOU how she does it! She's in the car!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said "Okay, if she can play a Gameboy game in a Playstation, your purchase today is on me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-1651581087668513723?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/1651581087668513723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=1651581087668513723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1651581087668513723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1651581087668513723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2009/09/9.html' title='When I worked at Toys R&apos; Us :: Part 02'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-6816649019974538219</id><published>2009-09-06T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:39:36.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the proof I'm a true Bon Jovi fan... if I can watch this and still love them, I truly am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SqRkKfFg7_I/AAAAAAAAALo/KQvgTxJYKLk/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SqRkKfFg7_I/AAAAAAAAALo/KQvgTxJYKLk/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378533986293313522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SqRkKfFg7_I/AAAAAAAAALo/KQvgTxJYKLk/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SqRkJ0IborI/AAAAAAAAALg/xQKhKT_7aKI/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SqRkJ0IborI/AAAAAAAAALg/xQKhKT_7aKI/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378533974762824370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have to say... this is freaking awesome in an awful way! Or... maybe awful in an awesome way. Either way... &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=272ssJhnW40"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And don't stop being my friend after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The song is actually pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-6816649019974538219?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/6816649019974538219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=6816649019974538219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6816649019974538219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6816649019974538219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2009/09/old-school-music-video.html' title='Old School Music Video'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SqRkKfFg7_I/AAAAAAAAALo/KQvgTxJYKLk/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-2193970017883754903</id><published>2009-03-02T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:16:05.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible... science, fiction or drama?</title><content type='html'>It's been a while.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working a lot. And, I've been reading this &lt;a href="http://literalbible.blogspot.com/"&gt;other blog&lt;/a&gt; and it's pretty interesting how people see life in different ways. I've been reading this blog because I agree with it. And I've posted several comments. Here's the latest:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38018407&amp;amp;postID=4546230385182314281"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SaxZrShI-rI/AAAAAAAAALY/zz6hUvwHPDY/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308716661003057842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are the comments so far... with mine at the end:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason said...&lt;br /&gt;Old law vs. new law. Letter of the law vs. spirit of the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old topic, same answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/30/2007 9:10 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;God hates a lot of people. Just pray and hope that you are not on His shit list. If you are, you're screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/25/2007 1:32 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;Please God don't destroy me. I will convert Britney and Paris to Jesus if you will spare the rod on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/27/2007 4:03 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;Wow... is this a coincidence or what? The last and obviously final entry of this blog talked about God destroying people who hated him. I wonder if the blogmaster had a beef with God and got destroyed over it? OMG!!! God help us... errrr... I mean... lead us not into temptation... errr... I mean, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our destruction... errr... amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/28/2007 11:38 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Carlton said...&lt;br /&gt;I'd never writer under a pseudonym, and definitely not "Anonymous". That's the coward's way doing things. Obviously, the "Anonymous" referred to here wants to truck with God. So okay -- so be happy -- and go get lost so that others more serious than you can get on with their blogging. As for hating God -- where did that come from ? "Hate" is a very strong word, and I doubt that very many people experience. I may dislike somebody, or I may have contempt for somebody. But "hate" ? Nope -- hate doesn't happen so easily. As for hating God -- you gotta be outta your mind !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/06/2007 7:28 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;Carlton is a little coward. Wahhh... somebody change his wittle diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/15/2007 12:10 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chris said...&lt;br /&gt;Literally, I believe this verse is 100% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, God has shown an astonishing amount of grace to those who oppose him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people all around the world who mock God and live comfortably and even extravagantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves his creation, but he loves truth and justice more than any person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is capable of a universal pardon, but it goes against his nature. Going against him is forgivable, but something has to take your place, and you have to accept that it is taking your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ was killed for us, and through our acceptance of God's gift, we no longer hate God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 5:8: While we were sinners, Christ died for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can't stand to look at sin, yet He was gracious enough to provide a way out while we were still his enemies, the very ones who hate him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a whole lifetime to learn not to hate God. For the average person that's what, 60 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/02/2008 2:09 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chris said...&lt;br /&gt;An overall view of your blog here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is meant to be read literally? Not even a newspaper printed the day of can be taken word for word for a number of reasons... political bias, lack of or misinformation, and human error are among the many issues with just a simple newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's take a look at something more similar to the Bible: The Constitution. This was only written 200 years, and yet our entire country, 300 million people are split nearly in half over what is essentially how to interpret the Constitution (literally the Republican right, or as a guideline the Democratic left.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is even more intimidating than the Constitution in this respect. It spans thousands of years, a number of authors, includes history, poetry, teachings and prophecy. Yet the entire book has to be considered to even think of one single verse, as this website likes to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single sentence in the entire Bible comes back to two questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How does this glorify God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the most worthy being in the entirety of existence, and as such, everything in his word glorifies him in some way, shape, or form. Context has to be considered, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How does this relate to Jesus Christ's death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem really focused in on judgement, killing, and death brought about by God in this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ came as an out for all of that! Before Christ it was obey or face judgement at any moment. Today it's follow Christ or face judgement at your physical death. Everything in the Bible links back to the Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try using those two questions, along with some context, and literary insight (used sparsely), and you may find yourself looking at a completely different picture of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/02/2008 2:32 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Another Jason said...&lt;br /&gt;This passage immediately follows a description of God's love for Israel and talks about the forming of the nation of Israel. This was a warning to contrast their blessing. If they serve God, their nation will endure. If they turn against Him, the nation of Israel will fail. By the end of 2 Kings, Israel had failed and was taken into captivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/29/2008 2:59 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Knachy said...&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I gotta step in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Ive mentioned in other blogs, I used to be "Christian" mostly because I knew no better, or because I was scared. We all need something to believe in. And my faith was real, actually. I would defend Jesus, the Father and the Bible against anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I opened other doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dared to look outside the box. And I let all my doubts and fears come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"why would God let all this horrible mess of crap happen to these people??" (I asked this question a LOT while reading the Old Testament, which is the scariest story ever written)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"why would God sent His sons to kill other sons in war? why is there any preference between races?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was super disturbing to me. Some races were more important than others?? WTF? weren't we all created by 'the same' God, according to the Bible? If a parent has two kids, and favorites one, dont we think thats bad? how much more worse would you feel if your God favorites your brother? why cant God give you a chance to know better? to be a better son. Why wouldnt he educated you, so you didnt have to DIE or go to Hell or whatever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"why would God let these women suffer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. this is the most scariest, most disgusting thing from the Bible to me. So many rapes. So many concubines thrown to strangers to be violently raped and abused... daughters, sisters, wives! WTF?? So what? because "Eve ate the stupid forbidden fruit" whatever that means, all women have to be treated like crap? if you have a daughter, and she disobeys you, lets say she goes out w some dude... and BAM! she gets pregnant!! would you curse her and her baby just because she disobeyed you? isnt this the same kind of shit we oppose to when we see it on the news? if we can forgive and love our sons and daughters... how can you expect me to believe the "all love God" loves me after reading all that in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont. I refuse to believe there's a God that lets all this happen. So maybe theres a God, yes. But im sure He is NOT the one in the Bible. I dont see the logic in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you might be thinking "Oh but thats just in the Old Testament."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. who cares?? Just because Jesus came to earth to be killed for us (which makes no sense whatsoever) now God is forgiving us? what?? so what about all the people before Christ? screw them all? how is it that the OT has this angry-jealous-warrior God and then in he NT, all of a sudden, God is all love? just because Jesus came to die for us? how does that even make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the father lets his son die so he can forgive all his other millions of sons and daughters? what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop now, i can go forever. this is what happens when someone who actually read the Bible and was a Christian, opens her eyes to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or fall from grace, call it what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/27/2009 1:03 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-2193970017883754903?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/2193970017883754903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=2193970017883754903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2193970017883754903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2193970017883754903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2009/03/bible-science-fiction-or-drama.html' title='Bible... science, fiction or drama?'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SaxZrShI-rI/AAAAAAAAALY/zz6hUvwHPDY/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-8850686619102940927</id><published>2008-11-28T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:47:31.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Winged Girl *Art*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6CncFSmaV8/Tj-UfuJLTrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/K2ZrGcx1mAw/s1600/blackbirdgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6CncFSmaV8/Tj-UfuJLTrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/K2ZrGcx1mAw/s320/blackbirdgirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638388531174526642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-8850686619102940927?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/8850686619102940927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=8850686619102940927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/8850686619102940927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/8850686619102940927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-thanksgiving.html' title='Black Winged Girl *Art*'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6CncFSmaV8/Tj-UfuJLTrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/K2ZrGcx1mAw/s72-c/blackbirdgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-7792133065103585851</id><published>2008-10-27T02:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:34:54.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickenpox</title><content type='html'>You know, life is ironic.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, is ironic I got the chickenpox, when I live completely alone. I spent 23 years of my life surrounded by family and friends in PR. Moved to MN because I wanted to be "someone" and get an education. Spent 5 years in MN, getting an Animation bachelors degree, in a very nice art college, where I made even more friends. Dated a few guys. Had people around me all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then I decided to move to CA. And not just anywhere in CA, but Los Angeles. Fakeland. Why do I call it that? Oh, is not because of my chickenpox at all. But I do have a point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this completely useless, most horrible disease from devil knows who. Maybe some irresponsible parent who has a sick kid and went to work at my job. Maybe some dumb kid in my building is sick. Maybe someone in a half a block radius is. Maybe someone at the store where I get my groceries. It must of been. Because theres no other way I got sick otherwise. I mean, I almost never go out. Why? Because even tho Ive made friends in LA, I barely make enough $ to pay rent, let alone go out to waste my precious money in worthless partying. SO, Im assuming, it was some kid around the block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, as I stated before, I live alone. And Im currently single. I decided to stay single unless it was really really... REALLY worth it. Having a relationship is a lot of work. So I thought, until I figure out some of my debts, my work, get some freelance done, get my life together, Hector comes, blah blah blah, I better stay on my own for a while. WHICH, I dont regret. But, being alone sucks. Not being single... no no. Being alone in general. Being sick and alone I mean. Now, this is when true friendships and fake ones filter out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a neighbor in my building who says he is my friend. Both he and his brother. Anytime I see them outside we chat, we talk about movies, etc. The usual. I never worried of him getting the wrong idea because I always stated I loved to be alone. And we even played videogames, had some beers on the roof on 4th of July and we would walk to 7 eleven for some cigarettes when I used to smoke. He even met my best friend Hector.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, in this situation, I mean... the chickenpox, it is obvious I cant go out. So I think to myself, how the hell am I gonna get food or drinking water when I run out?? Some friends from work and even my friend Ruben offered to help with anything I needed. But none of them have a way in the building, and they all live in The Valley. So, I remembered I had friends here in the building! No need to open the building door, he can just drop the stuff at my door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I texted such friend, explaining that Im sick with varicella and I need some drinking water, and that I would pay him back. Now, we are talking about a gallon or two of water. The most expensive way to get it is cold, which would be around a dollar per gallon. So I think hey, it shouldnt be a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. He said he didnt have spare change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean. WTF??? What kind of ghetto-ass answer is that? Who denies water... WATER!! to a sick person?? To someone who cant... CANT leave the apartment??? I mean, that is horrible! Who da fuck in all merciful heavens and all circles of hell wouldnt get two fucking quarters and get a fucking damned gallon of water for their sick friend??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess this is a lesson, so I can tell who is my friend, and who is the guy who pretends to be your friend to get in your pants... until you need real help, that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fucking A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, going back to LA. As I cant count on "friends" I have to do things on my own. Went to the Doctor yesterday because it seemed I had a complication with one of the pox. One of them seemed to be infected with a bacteria, according to the information I had. I figured "Hey, I can either lose my face, or drive to the hospital" Called the insurance/health care people and they said that indeed, I needed to go to the hospital asap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the first time I knew what it felt to be a zombie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone around me looked at me as if I was some kind of cursed monster with some flesh eating virus that would spread to you UNLESS you stare and point. I mean, cant people be a little more discreet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why, oh why in the name of all thats pure and benevolent, on the skies and on the earth, would someone invent a motherfucking vaccine for varicella?? I mean, it is known for a fact that the virus affects people worse as they age. So, for crying out loud, let us all get fucked up when we are kids! When someone can take care of you and you dont have to pay for your own shit! When you can just sit your tiny ass on a fucking hot bathtub and play with a motherfucking rubber duck while your parents freak out. When you wont even remember later on as an adult, when you actually have a life! When people wont care that you have it, because aw, youre so damn cute anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I would of been a toddler, people would be like "OMG, poor kid. Aw but I can tell is such a beautiful kid" But Im not. Im a 29 y/o woman. Who doesnt look attractive because OMG her face is covered by some hundreds of nasty fucking pox covered in some other nasty pink lotion shit. I mean, why would anyone have mercy and be nice? Is not like you have a soul if youre not pretty in LA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of you shallow people... I hope you get pox in your ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jerks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-7792133065103585851?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/7792133065103585851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=7792133065103585851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-3567560899829526425</id><published>2008-09-20T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:19:21.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animation test: Startled *Art*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cf5dfa41cf094534" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=3567560899829526425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/3567560899829526425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/3567560899829526425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/09/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Animation test: Startled *Art*'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-7332818719917650292</id><published>2008-09-03T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T00:15:55.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephanie Meyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SL5tLs8Es_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/pniX_9sF6wI/s1600-h/twilight-groupshot-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SL5tLs8Es_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/pniX_9sF6wI/s320/twilight-groupshot-big.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241747064114951154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm almost done with the Twilight Saga books....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take back what I wrote a few posts ago... So the first book is ok. That's it.  Movies? Wll... At least we will get to see the actors play what we imagined while we read... which can be both good or bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do people keep comparing her to Anne Rice? Im sorry, but she will NEVER be as good as legendary Anne Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you read it or listen to the audiobooks... you will understand. In every paragraph, the writer keeps using extreme descriptions of expressions like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"he nodded"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"she chuckled"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"he grinned"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i bit my lip" (my personal most hated)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"he snorted"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"she grumbled"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i sighed"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i took a deep breath"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"he shook his head"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In EVERY paragraph. I tell you. All these ones, over and over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of my girlfriends at work who are also listening to the audiobook, understand. We are always using these as a joke, but OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW, the story got all fucked up, but I cant stop because I want to know what happens. Its horrible! Im close to hate it now! The first one was great! But it just got weird and gross as it went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*WARNING: spoilers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the werewolves and vampires hate each other. We know that. But gross descriptions about a human pregnant with a half vampire creature ripping her off from inside, is not cool. Is not even like a horror scene. Is lame and made me sick. The writer didnt know how to make it cool-gorey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*spoilers over*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-7332818719917650292?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/7332818719917650292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=7332818719917650292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/7332818719917650292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/7332818719917650292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/09/stephanie-meyer.html' title='Stephanie Meyer'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SL5tLs8Es_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/pniX_9sF6wI/s72-c/twilight-groupshot-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-2860392455432457243</id><published>2008-08-22T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:22:59.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatillo Bunny *Art*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i06Lec6hnXg/Tj-c1K0pH9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/n2fJzxESZLo/s1600/orig_bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i06Lec6hnXg/Tj-c1K0pH9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/n2fJzxESZLo/s320/orig_bunny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638397695743303634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-2860392455432457243?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/2860392455432457243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=2860392455432457243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2860392455432457243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2860392455432457243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/08/wolverine-gambit.html' title='Hatillo Bunny *Art*'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i06Lec6hnXg/Tj-c1K0pH9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/n2fJzxESZLo/s72-c/orig_bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-7570706585939975758</id><published>2008-08-17T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:24:32.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV Love *art*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czdejqOh-N0/Tj-dMp1UUzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rWAHVN7AIso/s1600/orig_couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czdejqOh-N0/Tj-dMp1UUzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rWAHVN7AIso/s320/orig_couple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638398099204625202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-7570706585939975758?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/7570706585939975758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=7570706585939975758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/7570706585939975758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/7570706585939975758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight.html' title='TV Love *art*'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czdejqOh-N0/Tj-dMp1UUzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rWAHVN7AIso/s72-c/orig_couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-6135575040474622957</id><published>2008-07-13T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:44.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Lady Funnyness</title><content type='html'>Check out this video of this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOR3g_Xdon4" target="_blank"&gt;old lady&lt;/a&gt; falling asleep crossing the street...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SHpnF9TgFHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GLbIDRUT8uk/s200/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222600069942875250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope I can be this cool when Im old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-6135575040474622957?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/6135575040474622957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=6135575040474622957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6135575040474622957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6135575040474622957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-lady-funnyness.html' title='Old Lady Funnyness'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SHpnF9TgFHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/GLbIDRUT8uk/s72-c/Picture+7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-4229975487851602607</id><published>2008-07-13T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:44.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A video of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b11R7wiaTvU" target="_blank"&gt;funny cats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SHpUgz4CbuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dYAVqRE0CRg/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SHpUgz4CbuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dYAVqRE0CRg/s200/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222579640547307234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-4229975487851602607?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/4229975487851602607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=4229975487851602607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/4229975487851602607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/4229975487851602607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-cats.html' title='Funny Cats'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SHpUgz4CbuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dYAVqRE0CRg/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-1221436369828815879</id><published>2008-07-05T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:27:55.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mendez *Art*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMdXGJ0snfQ/Tj-d_-mhcbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kkQ18b2fWDU/s1600/orig_mendez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMdXGJ0snfQ/Tj-d_-mhcbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kkQ18b2fWDU/s320/orig_mendez.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638398980953043378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-1221436369828815879?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/1221436369828815879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=1221436369828815879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1221436369828815879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1221436369828815879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-official-gambit-for-president.html' title='The Mendez *Art*'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMdXGJ0snfQ/Tj-d_-mhcbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/kkQ18b2fWDU/s72-c/orig_mendez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-7865667061440492484</id><published>2008-06-28T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:29:33.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Life *Art*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3e_HQDg1NDI/Tj-eYXr7qhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HXS7lo5kOqg/s1600/orig_zzzcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3e_HQDg1NDI/Tj-eYXr7qhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HXS7lo5kOqg/s320/orig_zzzcat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638399400003480082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-7865667061440492484?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/7865667061440492484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=7865667061440492484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/7865667061440492484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/7865667061440492484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/06/ultimate-warrior-should-remain-in-past.html' title='Cat Life *Art*'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3e_HQDg1NDI/Tj-eYXr7qhI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HXS7lo5kOqg/s72-c/orig_zzzcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-56746488333899992</id><published>2008-06-18T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:46.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GCN Gotham Tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFos5dwAM1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_802DJ6_7Po/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFos5dwAM1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_802DJ6_7Po/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213528884384904018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://gothamcablenews.com/gotham_tonight.aspx" target="_blank&amp;quot;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and watch the news! We need BATMAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-56746488333899992?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/56746488333899992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=56746488333899992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/56746488333899992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/56746488333899992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/06/gcn-gotham-tonight.html' title='GCN Gotham Tonight!'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFos5dwAM1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_802DJ6_7Po/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-4391724901841834492</id><published>2008-06-15T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:46.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Keila - Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFX3jh04QHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cayOufTVKZ0/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFX3jh04QHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cayOufTVKZ0/s320/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212344333498859634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I was laid off from Tokyopop with the other 38 employees, I received an email from this people asking me for an interview. And &lt;a href="http://precur.wordpress.com/2008/06/11/meet-keila-n-ramos/" target="_blank"&gt;here it is&lt;/a&gt;, if you wanna know a little bit more about the "experience" I had in Tokyopop. For those who know me, you know the details...  YEAH I'm not HAPPY, but I'll hopefully find something else soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-4391724901841834492?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/4391724901841834492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=4391724901841834492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/4391724901841834492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/4391724901841834492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/06/meet-keila-interview.html' title='Meet Keila - Interview'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFX3jh04QHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cayOufTVKZ0/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-2626365562204423280</id><published>2008-06-15T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:46.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hulk...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A friend of mine showed me &lt;a href="http://www.comingsoon.net/news/movienews.php?id=45952" "target=_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;... Is the Hulk...and his issues. I love Edward Norton. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The website's description:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 15px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 15px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;Edward Norton made a special appearance during last night's "Jimmy Kimmel Live: &lt;a class="iAs" classname="iAs" href="http://www.comingsoon.net/news/movienews.php?id=45952#" target="_blank" itxtdid="6211925" style="font-weight: normal !important; font-size: 100% !important; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 100, 0) !important; border-bottom-width: 0.075em !important; border-bottom-style: solid !important; padding-bottom: 1px !important; background-color: transparent !important; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); "&gt;Game&lt;/a&gt; Night" primetime special. See how Norton reacts when parking lot security guard Guillermo tries to steal his lime-light as "The Incredible Hulk"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 15px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 15px;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFX1zqq5i5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XlETnW0cAok/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFX1zqq5i5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XlETnW0cAok/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212342411727571858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Vince&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-2626365562204423280?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/2626365562204423280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=2626365562204423280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2626365562204423280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2626365562204423280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/06/hulk.html' title='The Hulk...?'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFX1zqq5i5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/XlETnW0cAok/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-993846892933616414</id><published>2008-06-13T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:47.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Lebowski</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFI2i5XxUsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/qda9pWqbv88/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFI2i5XxUsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/qda9pWqbv88/s320/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211287691965059778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah.. the word FUCK. We all love it.&lt;/div&gt;If you've seen &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=RqtgfjkB6Pg" "target=_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;... then you understand.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-993846892933616414?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/993846892933616414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=993846892933616414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/993846892933616414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/993846892933616414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-lebowski.html' title='The Big Lebowski'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SFI2i5XxUsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/qda9pWqbv88/s72-c/Picture+12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-101674493066669692</id><published>2008-06-07T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:23:57.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job-Less</title><content type='html'>So, I havent posted lately because Ive been pretty stressed. This week I was laid off work along with 38 other employees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokyopop... You suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later with positive news, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-101674493066669692?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/101674493066669692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=101674493066669692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/101674493066669692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/101674493066669692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/06/job-less.html' title='Job-Less'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-6654868986578498724</id><published>2008-05-23T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:47.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissidia: Final Fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcvy7FI1VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JVNIaqmVCJ4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcvy7FI1VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JVNIaqmVCJ4/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203680446349104466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for us Final Fantasy fans, it never ends. I'm really glad they're coming up with &lt;a href="http://kotaku.com/gaming/clips/dissidia-final-fantasy-trailer-270326.php" target="_blank"&gt;Dissidia: Final Fantasy&lt;/a&gt; but it just makes it so much harder for me, since I don't have the PSP. They should make a game... and make it for several systems. I mean, as much as I would love to have them all... I'm an artist. I, for damn sure can't afford that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has Zidaine (FF9) Cloud (FF8) and of course... Sephiroth (FF7) so far... I wanna see Tidus (FF10) Vincent (FF7) and Kefka! (FF6) And any other character that is not from FF7 because (as much as I love it) it is getting old... come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcwl7FI1WI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AX7mure6CeM/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcwl7FI1WI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AX7mure6CeM/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203681322522432866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcwmbFI1XI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AcKteA-QnvI/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcwmbFI1XI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AcKteA-QnvI/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203681331112367474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcwm7FI1YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JRJ_yfPWsC4/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcwm7FI1YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JRJ_yfPWsC4/s320/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203681339702302082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you lucky bastards and bitches who do have the PSP, you better get this game, or I hope you get lots of fleas in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-6654868986578498724?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/6654868986578498724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=6654868986578498724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6654868986578498724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6654868986578498724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/dissidia-final-fantasy.html' title='Dissidia: Final Fantasy'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDcvy7FI1VI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JVNIaqmVCJ4/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-8748813765410507045</id><published>2008-05-21T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:47:30.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coming soon</title><content type='html'>coming soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-8748813765410507045?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/8748813765410507045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=8748813765410507045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/8748813765410507045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/8748813765410507045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/american-idol-in-underware.html' title='coming soon'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-4232639530792203404</id><published>2008-05-20T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:48.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah Wood... Gone Wild!</title><content type='html'>I will never see Frodo the same way. &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=BzwOsIh7FDE&amp;amp;feature=related" "target=_blank"&gt;Numa Numa Yay!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDMxjDroOgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TLAfNaL1yTU/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDMxjDroOgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TLAfNaL1yTU/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202556472896535042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=BzwOsIh7FDE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-4232639530792203404?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/4232639530792203404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=4232639530792203404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/4232639530792203404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/4232639530792203404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/elijah-wood-gone-wild.html' title='Elijah Wood... Gone Wild!'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDMxjDroOgI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TLAfNaL1yTU/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-1111914596053477949</id><published>2008-05-20T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:48.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Mario Madness</title><content type='html'>Well, I stole &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=lsd96jy3GWY" target="_blank&amp;quot;"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; amazing Mario gameplay video from &lt;a href="http://seanmonahan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sean&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDMtJjroOfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/H9gdZKmtua4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDMtJjroOfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/H9gdZKmtua4/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202551636763359730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Sean, I stole it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my friend Courtney showed me &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=sGQ20yDDVzQ" target="_blank&amp;quot;"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; too, if you still wanna have more Mario Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-1111914596053477949?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/1111914596053477949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=1111914596053477949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1111914596053477949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1111914596053477949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/super-mario-madness.html' title='Super Mario Madness'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDMtJjroOfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/H9gdZKmtua4/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-6512461289230129453</id><published>2008-05-19T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:50.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Star Wars &amp; 3D Discussion</title><content type='html'>So I wanted to bring more Star Wars to my blog. I am 95% excited about the upcoming&lt;br /&gt;'Clone Wars' Movie. Here's the official &lt;a href="http://starwars.com/" target="_blank&amp;quot;"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcMDroOZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zknj3B8kkAw/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcMDroOZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zknj3B8kkAw/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202181144294472082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say 95% because I don't like certain character designs. It's a little sad that some of them look like a poor rendered version of what it should look like, Specially important characters like my dear Obi-Wan Kenobi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHb6DroOWI/AAAAAAAAADg/7ADlOjSBBdw/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHb6DroOWI/AAAAAAAAADg/7ADlOjSBBdw/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202180835056826722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yoda could use a better design too, but I think the creatures are not as bad as the human-like ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcLjroOXI/AAAAAAAAADo/YHCOJND9htw/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcLjroOXI/AAAAAAAAADo/YHCOJND9htw/s320/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202181135704537458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcMzroObI/AAAAAAAAAEI/q4b-Qsmiqdg/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcMzroObI/AAAAAAAAAEI/q4b-Qsmiqdg/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202181157179374002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcLzroOYI/AAAAAAAAADw/BAK8CMGNRtk/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcLzroOYI/AAAAAAAAADw/BAK8CMGNRtk/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202181139999504770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakin actually doesn't look bad, but is not great either. Please remember that this is just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the creators and designers probably wanted to match the style used in the cartoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHeqzroOcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/B7iAmtsJaYE/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHeqzroOcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/B7iAmtsJaYE/s320/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202183871598705090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHerTroOdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cDCySvc8fQg/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHerTroOdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cDCySvc8fQg/s320/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202183880188639698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I wasn't too crazy about anyways, but I didn't mind. But hey, I have good expectations for this new view of Star Wars. I know the movie is going to be great. The story is a piece we have been waiting for since we watched Episode 2 or before. And the design for everything else (ships, lands, creatures, robots, droids, machines, etc) is gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHjVDroOeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/oCu9gDZqkWQ/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHjVDroOeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/oCu9gDZqkWQ/s320/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202188995494689250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is funny and ironic that most people who criticized the newer Star Wars movies (Ep. 1,2,3) seem to hate the fact things were done in 3D... Well, go suck on a street light now, losers. Don't go watch this one, unless you gonna eat your own words. Hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the rest of us. Let's be excited and go watch Clone Wars in August 15th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way... Be prepared for the DVD fiasco. We should KNOW by now.&lt;br /&gt;We go see the movie -&gt; we like -&gt; DVD comes out -&gt; we buy -&gt; a better box set comes out -&gt; we cry -&gt; G. Lucas laughs at us with our money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's see what happens, and let's hope lots of new cool toys come out (we all KNOW that too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-6512461289230129453?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/6512461289230129453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=6512461289230129453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6512461289230129453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6512461289230129453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-star-wars-3d-discussion.html' title='More Star Wars &amp; 3D Discussion'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SDHcMDroOZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zknj3B8kkAw/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-6977501313909586714</id><published>2008-05-07T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T00:25:40.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clone Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was having a long discussion (good one) with Craig. We started by talking about the new upcoming Clone Wars in 3D. I told him how I don't love 3D characters that aren't creatures or animals. We agreed in how creepy and weird human 3D characters can be. Like in "Polar Express" or God, help me... "Beowulf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SCfa9zroOTI/AAAAAAAAADI/g2gcqWDGQx0/s1600-h/beowulf-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SCfa9zroOTI/AAAAAAAAADI/g2gcqWDGQx0/s320/beowulf-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199365050202601778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SCfa-DroOUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/c2NV4biy318/s1600-h/164815__polar2_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SCfa-DroOUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/c2NV4biy318/s320/164815__polar2_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199365054497569090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only decent humans in 3D, in my opinion.. are those like in Final Fantasy: Advent Children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SCfa-DroOVI/AAAAAAAAADY/HmS3e_-fNSA/s1600-h/7ac-sephiroth-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SCfa-DroOVI/AAAAAAAAADY/HmS3e_-fNSA/s320/7ac-sephiroth-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199365054497569106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, characters designed to be cartoon-y  looking, like in "Shrek", "Over the Hedge" and "The Incredibles," are okay. And again, this is my opinion. They just creep me out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the  discussion moved from that, to our different opinions in Episode 1 thru 3 vs. Episode 4-6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe. So, anyways. &lt;a href="http://www.starwars.com/video/view/000478.html" target="_blank"&gt;Here's the trailer&lt;/a&gt; to the new clone wars, in 3D (ugh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do love The Clone Wars. And I love the 3D in everything, but certain character designs, like Obi Wan's and others. Again, I'm not too into 3D characters that aren't creatures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there, enjoy yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0458290/" target="_blank"&gt;IMDB&lt;/a&gt; info on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-6977501313909586714?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/6977501313909586714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=6977501313909586714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6977501313909586714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6977501313909586714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/clone-wars.html' title='Clone Wars'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SCfa9zroOTI/AAAAAAAAADI/g2gcqWDGQx0/s72-c/beowulf-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-5665212020280093718</id><published>2008-05-07T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:46:44.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something coming</title><content type='html'>coming soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-5665212020280093718?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/5665212020280093718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=5665212020280093718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/5665212020280093718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/5665212020280093718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-chihuahua.html' title='something coming'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-2784419903800195821</id><published>2008-05-07T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T00:26:26.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coming soon</title><content type='html'>coming soon&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-2784419903800195821?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/2784419903800195821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=2784419903800195821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2784419903800195821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2784419903800195821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/ut-loops.html' title='coming soon'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-3723418829416546846</id><published>2008-05-06T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:43:41.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coming soon</title><content type='html'>something coming this way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-3723418829416546846?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/3723418829416546846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=3723418829416546846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/3723418829416546846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/3723418829416546846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/socks-for-president.html' title='coming soon'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-6456396065217255849</id><published>2008-05-02T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:51.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Animals</title><content type='html'>And this is WHY I like animals more than people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you all have seen this, but hey, let's see it again. Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQzUsTFqtW0" target="_.blank"&gt;cool dog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBuq4zkmeYI/AAAAAAAAACY/8tqPuDQ7Ey0/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBuq4zkmeYI/AAAAAAAAACY/8tqPuDQ7Ey0/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195934487995120002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, maybe you've seen &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWU0bfo-bSY" target="_.blank"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; too, but if you haven't... is worth watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBurGTkmecI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nnBsvtXpmew/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBurGTkmecI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nnBsvtXpmew/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195934719923354050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a freaking &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u-SMbblxhpM&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_.blank"&gt;flying cat&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBuq5DkmeZI/AAAAAAAAACg/SlmoY9Mmqew/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBuq5DkmeZI/AAAAAAAAACg/SlmoY9Mmqew/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195934492290087314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YCC9o88iyc" target="_.blank"&gt;the cat in a bowl&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBuq5jkmebI/AAAAAAAAACw/niT__WD-Uog/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBuq5jkmebI/AAAAAAAAACw/niT__WD-Uog/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195934500880021938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you do any of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-6456396065217255849?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/6456396065217255849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=6456396065217255849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6456396065217255849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6456396065217255849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing-animals.html' title='Amazing Animals'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBuq4zkmeYI/AAAAAAAAACY/8tqPuDQ7Ey0/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-2136540986765604432</id><published>2008-05-02T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:08:39.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Britain's got Talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SM3fwB2vREI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5XndJ9Qo2zk/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SM3fwB2vREI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5XndJ9Qo2zk/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246095157181236290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I received &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yZYt5EzWPQ&amp;amp;feature=related" com="" v="6yZYt5EzWPQ&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt; in Facebook, and it was pretty good. Not only because I absolutely love Simon Cowell (if you don't, screw you!!!!) but because the 'talent' was obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, we get to see Simon outside American Idol... so his cool accent is actually kinda americanized compared to the other guys. Heheh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-2136540986765604432?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/2136540986765604432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=2136540986765604432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2136540986765604432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2136540986765604432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/britains-got-talent.html' title='Britain&apos;s got Talent'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SM3fwB2vREI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5XndJ9Qo2zk/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-6176160380741601714</id><published>2008-05-02T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:53.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars fever forever</title><content type='html'>For those who don't know, I'm a Star Wars fan. I don't give a flying f*** if you hate Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're a fan, take a load of this awesome &lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/386007/r2+d2-projector-in-action-video-verdict-a-must-have" target="_blank"&gt;R2D2 Multi-Projector&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a DVD projector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGFjkmeSI/AAAAAAAAABo/sqzm5TZUAhQ/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGFjkmeSI/AAAAAAAAABo/sqzm5TZUAhQ/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195823656364046626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has an awesome Millennium Falcon  remote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGFzkmeTI/AAAAAAAAABw/AXokfateygU/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGFzkmeTI/AAAAAAAAABw/AXokfateygU/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195823660659013938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtHcTkmeXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/d4jvAc98iuk/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtHcTkmeXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/d4jvAc98iuk/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195825146717698418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connects to your consoles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGGDkmeUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/W_Gdm5p61hU/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGGDkmeUI/AAAAAAAAAB4/W_Gdm5p61hU/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195823664953981250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has multi-positioning and safety sensor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGGDkmeVI/AAAAAAAAACA/AluNqWEPKFM/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGGDkmeVI/AAAAAAAAACA/AluNqWEPKFM/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195823664953981266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has USB ports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtHcDkmeWI/AAAAAAAAACI/YzJHs6zGjNg/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtHcDkmeWI/AAAAAAAAACI/YzJHs6zGjNg/s320/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195825142422731106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many other features that will make you drool, so check out the video... and get $3000 so you can buy it, and I can go play with it at your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-6176160380741601714?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/6176160380741601714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=6176160380741601714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6176160380741601714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6176160380741601714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/star-wars-fever-forever.html' title='Star Wars fever forever'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBtGFjkmeSI/AAAAAAAAABo/sqzm5TZUAhQ/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-4872842509203769423</id><published>2008-05-01T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T23:53:51.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I worked at Toys R' Us :: Part 01</title><content type='html'>I used to work at Toys R' Us back in PR. &lt;br /&gt;I worked in electronics. It was pretty heavenly for me at the time. Movies, video games and music everywhere. WTF more would I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. As any other job that requires helping, selling and/or even just talking to a bunch of strangers, costumers can really make your day suck donkey butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time, I was picking up the playstation games up from the god damn floor --because parents apparently think that toys r' us is a fucking day care -- and this lady comes up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes and says: "Hello. I'm looking for the game with the cheese guy..." I asked "Yeah? Ok. Which system is it for...?" Trying to buy some time while thinking like crazy wtf that could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Playstation," she answered. I said, "The Cheese guy? Im afraid I'm not familiar with it. But let's see if we can figure it out together." I was intrigued. WTF was that?? So I kept asking details about anything she could tell me. I asked if it was from a children's book, or a line of clothing... Or even real food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grew a bit annoyed with my lack of knowledge about something that apparently was so obvious. So said "It's a cartoon! It's everywhere! For God's sake, how do you work here and not know about that???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my patience was going to hell. "Sorry Ma'am. Trust me. I am as amazed as you are for not knowing, so please tell me more." She sighed and said, "Jesus! It's a swiss cheese guy! With pants and a white shirt with a tie! And he freaking lives in the ocean!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;You're probably thinking the same thing I thought when she said all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "You mean... Spongebob?" She smiled wildly and said, "YES! The cheese guy!!!!" I shook my head, stunned by her stupid answer still. "No, ma'am... he's a sponge... you know... as in water, under the sea... and as in SPONGEbob..." She shook her head and said no with her hands, "What is wrong with you girl! You work here and you don't know he's a damned swiss cheese??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her for a few seconds. Then walked a few feet from her, grabbed the game from the wall and handed it to her.&lt;br /&gt;"OH YES! This one! Seeeeeeee???? Wow. You really don't have any idea about cartoons do you?? SEEEE? A CHEESE MAN!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was holding my chest and forehead with a mild embolism, I said "Yes ma'am. Would you need anything else?"&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, she didn't. So I ringed her up... then took my lunch break so I could go scream into one of the cushions in the break room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52E0EpRYlJA/TiZ7Y39TV2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ywjIaeniTYo/s1600/SpongeBob.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52E0EpRYlJA/TiZ7Y39TV2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ywjIaeniTYo/s320/SpongeBob.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631324051341530978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-4872842509203769423?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/4872842509203769423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=4872842509203769423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/4872842509203769423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/4872842509203769423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-comics-movies.html' title='When I worked at Toys R&apos; Us :: Part 01'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52E0EpRYlJA/TiZ7Y39TV2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ywjIaeniTYo/s72-c/SpongeBob.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-3218249389078730023</id><published>2008-05-01T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:20:02.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From PR to MN to CA</title><content type='html'>People ask me why I moved from Puerto Rico to Minnesota, and if it was a big shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well shit, of course it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a place where the sun came up at the same time every day of the freaking year, and went down at the same damned time every night. The coldest temperature I experienced in my little island was no less than 55 degrees... and if I did, was because there was a fucking hurricane destroying everything on sight. Flying windows, car parts, even animals. Yes, it got a bit cold that week. Other than that, it was pretty much the same. Hotter than hell and humid as a sauna. All year long... Although August is the worst, but that's the same in a lot of places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was a shock to move from that, to pitch black dark night at 5pm in fall and winter, when back at home you're still hiding from the Sun at that time. And it certainly was a shock to go outside and feel the hair in your nose crack as ice in the winter... Which lasts for about 6-7 months a freaking year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did I do it? Because I knew no better, and I wanted a super expensive degree in something I can't work on now... to make long story short. But I'm not complaining. At least I no longer want to kill myself over the weather. CA has something in the middle... It's expensive and the shallowest place in this damned planet, but hey, the weather is nice enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...If you leave in an Apt with AC during the summer or outside San Fernando Valley, that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-3218249389078730023?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/3218249389078730023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=3218249389078730023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/3218249389078730023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/3218249389078730023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hulk.html' title='From PR to MN to CA'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-6275394856625580865</id><published>2008-04-30T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T01:00:20.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I worked at a Deli in MN...</title><content type='html'>I worked at this Deli in MN... I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a "healthy food" deli. A lot of people with allergies or sicknesses would come buy their healthy crap there. Nothing wrong w that. Of course, many of them were not in the happiest mood, because well, they were sick. Its ok. I can understand that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I learned how being vegan is a religion. Apparently, to some vegans, it is okay to yell, judge and/or throw their money at you, if you dare even ask "do you want any meat in your salad?" I felt like I was back in Church when I was 15 and I "confessed" to this freakazoid priest my "sins" and he went ape shit saying I was going to hell forever.... You know, before he went outside to have a beer and smoke his cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the Deli, there were also some assholes like this guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked like f'n Sean Connery... a very skinny version of him, which at first I thought was awesome. But the guy was what christians would think Lucifer would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ALWAYS bought fucking beans. A mix of beans. And he would always want certain amount of beans. Yea. Not certain weight... but certain amount of fucking beans. He would make me take off one or two actual beans out of the stupid container if he didnt feel the amount was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very tough. He called me names, he'd yell, he'd even throw the container in the kart after being served, if he'd feel you didnt do it right. All those times, I was told "Yeah, you have to be patient. These people are sick. They're sensitive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, fuck them!" - I thought. How's that my fault? But then I thought "Coooome on K. You can do this..." So I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day he did something weirder. He came to me and said:&lt;br /&gt;"Today, I am changing my order, so listen up and get it right. I won't repeat myself."&lt;br /&gt;I think "ooooh great." &lt;br /&gt;I stared at him, waiting for his stupid new demand. He sighed and thought about what he was gonna say... for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "I want 7 grains of corn today in 10 oz of beans. Dont be stupid and do it right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-6275394856625580865?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/6275394856625580865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=6275394856625580865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6275394856625580865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/6275394856625580865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/04/growing-finger.html' title='When I worked at a Deli in MN...'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-1129574123978936523</id><published>2008-04-29T17:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:00:55.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logos...</title><content type='html'>Ah to have logos. You must be so careful when you make one, since you can be giving the wrong idea... or "subliminal messages" so be careful and don't get chased by Morality in Media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.This first one actually makes me see it now every time I see the word OGC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/1901656/OGC-unveils-new-logo-to-red-faces.html" target="_blank"&gt;OGC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you like Zune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://justanothermobilemonday.com/Wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/zune-anus.png" target="_blank"&gt;Zune&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. And other random examples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEyTkmeNI/AAAAAAAAABA/FjtfjKCsY28/s1600-h/-5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEyTkmeNI/AAAAAAAAABA/FjtfjKCsY28/s320/-5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194837063721449682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEpzkmeMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/OUbOJCeNrcc/s1600-h/-4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEpzkmeMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/OUbOJCeNrcc/s320/-4.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194836917692561602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEaDkmeLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sbUgzwohLFE/s1600-h/-3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEaDkmeLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sbUgzwohLFE/s320/-3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194836647109621938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfERTkmeKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mA2Waa-EiRw/s1600-h/-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfERTkmeKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mA2Waa-EiRw/s320/-2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194836496785766562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEFDkmeJI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Wdk27L7nPCg/s1600-h/-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEFDkmeJI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Wdk27L7nPCg/s320/-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194836286332369042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-1129574123978936523?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/1129574123978936523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=1129574123978936523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1129574123978936523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/1129574123978936523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/04/logos.html' title='Logos...'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9dttJ0tHU4/SBfEyTkmeNI/AAAAAAAAABA/FjtfjKCsY28/s72-c/-5.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-5141332953851225046</id><published>2008-04-29T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:28:29.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube Comments... Lovely People</title><content type='html'>So this video was shown to me today.  It's made out of comments left in youtube. And I quote the note underneath the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Here is a song made up entirely of comments lovely, lovely people have posted on videos. &lt;br /&gt;All spelling mistakes are authentic.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=33108335" target=" _blank"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks James...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-5141332953851225046?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/5141332953851225046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=5141332953851225046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/5141332953851225046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/5141332953851225046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/04/httpwwwbloggercomimggllinkgif.html' title='Youtube Comments... Lovely People'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6994007864778199671.post-2479975309829930765</id><published>2008-04-28T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T23:25:10.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first blog... the first time I have 5 seconds of nothing to do</title><content type='html'>Well.&lt;br /&gt;This is blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I might as well share some of stories here. Some of you might find them amusing... Some of you might find them boring... Some of you might concentrate more on my typos or mispronunciation... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I give a fuck. Either way, hope at least they're appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a young (so far...) puerto rican woman, living in Los Angeles right now. I moved from Puerto Rico to Minnesota (yeah, wtf right?)  for art school, where I got a BFA in animation... then to LA to follow my dreams of becoming rich. Yeah, unique dream, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I got married and divorced before I had enough experience... which gave me some experience. It was like building credit. You get a few credit cars... you trust you can control your spending and keep up with the payments... and BAM! fucked with bills. Well. It was exactly the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with those decisions (not that I can do shit about it) and look forward to more fuck ups that teach me valuable lessons. In the mean time, I'll be sharing any fuck up I've had that I can remember so YOU can learn valuable lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like... don't get married if you're 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or... don't go to art school until you absolutely know how much you're gonna owe at the end... Yeah. True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6994007864778199671-2479975309829930765?l=knachy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/feeds/2479975309829930765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6994007864778199671&amp;postID=2479975309829930765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2479975309829930765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6994007864778199671/posts/default/2479975309829930765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knachy.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-blog-first-time-i-have-5-seconds.html' title='The first blog... the first time I have 5 seconds of nothing to do'/><author><name>Knachy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13663066886740111224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GRUFsaD7VXU/ThIT3ihlaNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zvFeBUo3DiM/s220/n509638621_530375_6236.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
