<?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-10200237</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:54:56.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin's Life Retarded!</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a here and now about me.  Rarely updated, but full of random fun when it is.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-3323497844603111432</id><published>2008-04-30T17:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:51:28.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye Old Blog, Hello New Blog.</title><content type='html'>Hey...umm this blog isn't going to be updated anymore.  It was a ton of fun but I've moved on to a better format for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out my new blog at http://luthor.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also check me out more frequently on Twitter &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/luthor"&gt;@luthor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to hear from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor aka Kevin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-3323497844603111432?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/3323497844603111432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=3323497844603111432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/3323497844603111432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/3323497844603111432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-bye-old-blog-hello-new-blog.html' title='Good Bye Old Blog, Hello New Blog.'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-3422058138949120001</id><published>2007-07-27T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:29:36.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh...</title><content type='html'>Being unemployed sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the majority of my time sitting and wondering when I was going to find another job.  It leads to many sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like fighting with everyone, and I'm sure that it's me...but it really doesn't feel that way.  It feels like people don't want to listen to what I have to say and the only way to get them to is to yell.  And that's frustrating because that's not how I deal with things.  Fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-3422058138949120001?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/3422058138949120001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=3422058138949120001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/3422058138949120001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/3422058138949120001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2007/07/ugh.html' title='Ugh...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-5823468113333276622</id><published>2007-06-25T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:57:31.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry...</title><content type='html'>I make no secret of the fact that I am a wrestling fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always my most favorite thing and there are times where I don't watch it much(I'm currently in one of those fazes) but I know something will happen and I'll eventually be sucked back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who watches wrestling always has "their" guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guys were Bret Hart, Chris Jericho and...Chris Benoit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been widely reported today that Benoit, his wife Nancy and his 7 year old son, Daniel were found dead today in their Atlanta home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports are starting to surface that Benoit killed his wife and child and then killed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like all those matches and memories are horribly tainted.  I feel like I need to burn all the Benoit stuff I have laying around.  I feel guilty for supporting the guy.  I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really angry and just needed to say it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-5823468113333276622?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/5823468113333276622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=5823468113333276622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/5823468113333276622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/5823468113333276622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2007/06/angry.html' title='Angry...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-6554262635576388501</id><published>2007-05-24T07:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T07:38:22.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah....</title><content type='html'>So I don't have a job after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner of my company decided to pull our contract due to some political crap.  That leaves me with no job for the foreseeable future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I am going to do with all this free time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.mygamercard.net/wrestlelelexxx"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.mygamercard.net/wrestlelexxx"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://card.mygamercard.net/wrestlelexxx.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slater&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-6554262635576388501?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/6554262635576388501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=6554262635576388501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/6554262635576388501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/6554262635576388501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2007/05/yeah.html' title='Yeah....'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-5896967289833506072</id><published>2007-03-13T18:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:08:31.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day...</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we lost a major contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as how I'm the Supervisor guess who had to tell people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guy cried.  That's a lasting image that will haunt me for the rest of my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that's left is pissed off at me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fun being the bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-5896967289833506072?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/5896967289833506072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=5896967289833506072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/5896967289833506072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/5896967289833506072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-day.html' title='What a Day...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-5615129536385083445</id><published>2007-03-05T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:03:23.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Change...</title><content type='html'>So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's wife and kids?  Job going well?  Good...good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things change.  New look.  Life is strange.  I'm in love.  Work is good and sucky at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/luthor"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iamluthor"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;a href="http://jenandkevshow.blogspot.com"&gt;Something new?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-5615129536385083445?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/5615129536385083445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=5615129536385083445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/5615129536385083445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/5615129536385083445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2007/03/things-change.html' title='Things Change...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-115405010223497461</id><published>2006-07-27T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T19:28:22.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowsa...</title><content type='html'>Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been over a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see where to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Well...After 6 long years something had to give.  Unfortunately, it was Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken is my long time boss and one of my best friends.  He's worked for the same company 7 years(started there about a year before I did and actually brought me in).  He was offered a sweet deal from another company and got while the getting was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That left us with no Team Leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the new boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only took 6 years, but I'm making a pretty decent buck now.  I have lots of new headaches and responsibilities, but everything is working out ok.  I've done the job before and I think I'm pretty capable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Love Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I've also met a new girl.  It's been amazing and I'm falling absofuckinglutely head over heels for her.  There's no drama.  If there's an issue, we talk about it.  She likes me as much as I like her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for me 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Social Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  So my 30th birthday is next weekend and since I got the promotion I decided to try and get a bunch of people together earlier in the month for a little get together at the 'Rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to my surprise, everyone came out in full force.  It was one of the few times in my life where everyone of my close friends came together.  I would rank it as one of the best times in my life.  It was truly amazing and I can't even put into words how incredible it was and how great it made me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for me 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last post about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird how thing change, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://myspace.com/iamluthor"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;PSS: &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com"&gt;Moblog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-115405010223497461?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/115405010223497461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=115405010223497461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/115405010223497461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/115405010223497461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/07/wowsa.html' title='Wowsa...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-115102135616415050</id><published>2006-06-22T18:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T18:12:25.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And While I Remember...</title><content type='html'>I deleted Endless Forward.  I figure one blog I hardly ever update is good enough.  That being said, I check my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.myspace.com/iamluthor"&gt;Myspace account&lt;/a&gt; about a hundred times a day.  Add me to your friends list and you'll here from me way more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-115102135616415050?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/115102135616415050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=115102135616415050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/115102135616415050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/115102135616415050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-while-i-remember.html' title='And While I Remember...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-115102079406355718</id><published>2006-06-22T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:59:54.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Does This Thing Even Work Anymore?</title><content type='html'>So I went to see the Eels(again) on Sunday and they opened with a song that has a lot of meaning for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Old Shit / New Shit"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Eels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Everyone loves you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Nobody cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; An awful collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Of enemies and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Congratulations to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; With sad regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm tired of the old shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Let the new shit begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; The psychic pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Of living in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Is overwhelming me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; A beautiful afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beside you in your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm tired of the old shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Let the new shit begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Nobody loves you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Everyone cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; None of them know what's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Coming 'round the bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Congratulations to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Many happy returns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm tired of the old shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Let the new shit begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight"&gt;'slater,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight"&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-115102079406355718?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/115102079406355718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=115102079406355718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/115102079406355718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/115102079406355718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/06/does-this-thing-even-work-anymore.html' title='Does This Thing Even Work Anymore?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114732287428851814</id><published>2006-05-10T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:47:54.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Rat</title><content type='html'>I decided to walk to work tonight.  Bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it was spitting when I left but, by the time I got about halfway there, it started to down pour.  As a result, I got totally soaked to the bone and couldn't work.  I turned around and came back home(also in the rain).  If anyone has ever said I was bright, they were lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/DSC00936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/DSC00936.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/DSC00934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/DSC00934.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/DSC00933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/DSC00933.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/DSC00932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/DSC00932.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the gleeful smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114732287428851814?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114732287428851814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114732287428851814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114732287428851814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114732287428851814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/05/wet-rat.html' title='Wet Rat'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114730115653270849</id><published>2006-05-10T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:45:56.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Map Thingie I Stole from Jules...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geospyer.com/geo.php?id=762918"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geospyer.com/t/762918.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Track Your Visitors on a Map!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114730115653270849?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114730115653270849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114730115653270849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114730115653270849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114730115653270849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/05/map-thingie-i-stole-from-jules.html' title='Map Thingie I Stole from Jules...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114687898598085659</id><published>2006-05-05T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T19:29:46.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thought This Was Funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/simpsons1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/simpsons1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114687898598085659?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114687898598085659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114687898598085659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114687898598085659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114687898598085659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-thought-this-was-funny.html' title='I Thought This Was Funny...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114676839936820647</id><published>2006-05-04T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T12:46:39.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much Happening...Too Little Brain Power to Express it...</title><content type='html'>I think this has been the longest I've ever gone between posts...weehoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot going on right now, so I apologize for the lack of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world is kind of insane right now(again?) and there's a lot I'd like to say, just don't really have the words to express it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I figure it all out, I'll let ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114676839936820647?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114676839936820647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114676839936820647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114676839936820647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114676839936820647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-much-happeningtoo-little-brain.html' title='So Much Happening...Too Little Brain Power to Express it...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114528945758165849</id><published>2006-04-17T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:19:26.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EndLessForward</title><content type='html'>Howdy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored this morning and decided to start another blog.  By no means does it ring the death tolls for LSOAWG.  It's just going to feature the ridiculous amounts of forwards I receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://endlessforward.blogspot.com"&gt;EndLessForward.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be updating it every day or so.  I'm having an issue with photos, so it might take a while before I get some of the attachment forwards up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belated Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114528945758165849?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114528945758165849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114528945758165849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114528945758165849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114528945758165849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/04/endlessforward.html' title='EndLessForward'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114507554386435898</id><published>2006-04-14T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T22:32:23.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From PostSecret.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>-----Original Message-----&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Thursday, April 13, 2006 10:25 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: Frank@docdel.com&lt;br /&gt;Subject: imagine the wildside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I heard this, it made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;The second time, it gave me hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/KF/rx-imaginewalkonthewildside.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/KF/rx-imaginewalkonthewildside.mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Couldn't have said it better myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114507554386435898?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114507554386435898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114507554386435898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114507554386435898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114507554386435898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/04/from-postsecretblogspotcom.html' title='From &lt;a href=&quot;http://PostSecret.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;PostSecret.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114481696771745421</id><published>2006-04-11T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:42:47.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday April 7, 2006 Will Now Officially Be Known As Day From Hell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Prologue:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Night sucked.  My internet connection mysteriously went out at around 6pm.  I called my ISP and told them I thought my modem was fried.  Shortly after 10 Dave, the guy from Tech Support I had been on and off the phone with since 6, came to a conclusion.  "Kevin," He said, "I think your modem is fried.  Why don't we just set you up to get another one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Friday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early and was cranky.  I did my usual morning things.  Showered.  Etc.  Since it was pay day, I checked out my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting a hefty check because I had crammed a bunch of OT in the previous 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp...Check wasn't so hefty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to work and discovered that I was going to have to work the crappy job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ken(da boss and best friend combo) got in I asked him about my check...where it was revealed that he had screwed up...and well...forgot to pay me for 22 1/2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was just getting started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to call my boss from our office phone.  His phone number starts with 919...so I accidentally dialed 911(ofcourse).  The police showed up a few minutes later and I had to explain to the officer what happened, as my bastard co-workers were laughing and snickering in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was incredibly busy(I think we did 530 units), and since I was doing the crappy job, I was incredibly sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I went to my ISP and picked up my shiny new modem(I do have to admit, even during my bitch fest of a blog post, my new modem is pretty.  It's a purpley blue colour.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I reset up all my internet stuff so I could checkada email and surfada web.  Everything worked great, so I'm thinking maybe this Day From Hell was going to better then I had thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was checkading email and surfading the net the phone ran, so I gently put down my(READ: KEN'S) laptop on the stand and went to answer it.  I put it down slightly off kilter and it fell over.  I checked it over a little bit, but nothing seemed amiss...but I couldn't connect to the internet...again.  It appeared to me that when it had fallen over the Ethernet cord had snapped.  Not a huge deal, but didn't help my day out any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken, Sean and I had gotten tickets to see Rob Zombie that night so away we went to Detroit to see Mr. House of a 1000 Corpses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got inside and the opening band was just horrible and cheesy.  It was like every modern bad Heavy Metal band cliche rolled into on.  They were European, looked like Korn, had a chick singer and a metal screamer guy, did WAY over the top hand gestures while they were "performing"(IE pointing to their eyes, then pointing to their hearts, then pointing to the crowd) and did the worst of the worst Metal thing of all...synchronized head banging.  Can I vomit now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd at the show was a wee bit unruly(as is to be expected at a Rob Zombie show) and I decided that I didn't want to be anywhere near the pit for fear of getting killed and trampled.  So I found a nice little spot, where I could see everything and be enough out of the way that I didn't have to worry about serious injury or loss of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place I choose was near a railing and when Zombie took the stage the crowd kind of surged backwards for some reason...and since I was at the back against railing...guess where I got pinned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that kind of hurt, but the Zombie was good and I kind of got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, Sean and I bought bootlegged Tshirts of some guy in the street(I love bootleg shirts).  When we got back to the car, Sean noticed that he had gotten his shirt a size too small.  Ken drove back to the spot we bought the shirts from and Sean jumped out of the car to exchange the shirt with Bootleg Tshirt guy.  As soon as he got out this massive spider crawled out from under his head rest(a sure sign demons were following me that day).  I grabbed the thing(and could feel the crunch in my hand I might add) and went to throw it out the window...but for some reason, opened Ken's car door...which was caught by the wind.  Did I mention we were parked next to a big metal garbage can?  Yeah...doors and metal garbage cans don't mix real well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show I went to talk to my mother.  She was feeling lonely and talked me into going to the drug store with her.  My mother is never the most pleasant person to deal with when she's tired.  When she isn't getting what she wants and she's tired, she's a veritable she beast.  Apparently the doctor hadn't written the OK for one of her prescriptions to be refilled.  Mom decided to scream at the pharmacist...for 1/2 hour.  Luckily, I stayed in the car...which is about when I noticed how bad my back was hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the trip(did I mention this was about 11:30-12ish?), Much to my surprise, I had giant black bar shaped bruises across my shoulders and mid-section.  So much for the nice spot against the rails at the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do this often so take note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FRIDAY APRIL 7, 2006...FUCK YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Epilogue: &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I didn't snap the Ethernet cord.  Nope.  I snapped the port...which is attached right to the board on Ken's lappy...which would mean buying a brand new computer would be cheaper then getting it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Ken didn't care.  He's got all kinds of wireless toys that can remedy that issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last weekend was the first time in about 4 years where the only internet connection I had was Dial Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to Dial Up is akin from eating steak everyday the suddenly being forced to eat dog food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Ken likes to give me all his old wireless toys and he gave me one of his old routers and a USB antenna...but forgot the software.  So I was on Dial Up from Saturday to Tuesday...and it sucked like nothing has ever sucked in the suckiest suck suck ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now this mini novel(bitch fest) is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114481696771745421?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114481696771745421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114481696771745421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114481696771745421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114481696771745421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/04/friday-april-7-2006-will-now_11.html' title='Friday April 7, 2006 Will Now Officially Be Known As Day From Hell...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114420005668826140</id><published>2006-04-04T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T19:20:56.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy Day...</title><content type='html'>Some days are just supposed to be $hitty.  Today was one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke up with my girlfriend tonight and I just feel like a total heel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a great girl and I know she's destined for bigger and better things, but I just feel so badly about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that you know something isn't working, but when you go to fix it things just seem that much worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bitch and then you die, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114420005668826140?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114420005668826140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114420005668826140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114420005668826140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114420005668826140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/04/crappy-day.html' title='Crappy Day...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114376510920235964</id><published>2006-03-30T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T18:31:49.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year...</title><content type='html'>And there came flashes of lightning, rumbling, peals of thunder, an earthquake and a great hailstorm...and Luthor doth post once more...(please don't hurt me for that, I just thought it was funny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been really crazy of late.  I've been working 7 days a week, with lots of 12 hour shifts in that time, so I've just not felt up to posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is crazy sometimes.  It's weird when so much changes when so little has taken place.  &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaos_theory"&gt;Chaos Theory&lt;/a&gt; sucks sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Wrestlemania on Sunday.  Just like the Superbowl, this is it for wrestling.  The big dance.  A chance to go in a no one and leave as a super star.  I just plain love 'Mania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's card leaves a lot to be desired, but I'm still hoping for some good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I'm most looking forward to isn't even happening on Sunday.  It's the night before.  My favorite wrestler of all time, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/?r=3324640"&gt;Bret "the Hitman" Hart&lt;/a&gt;, is being inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame.  For the common joe that knows nothing about wrestling this might seem like a ho-hum kind of thing.  But for us wrestling fans, this is freaking HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna go into why it's so huge.  Just click &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.brethart.com/facts.asp"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, and get the whole story yourself.  So yeah.  This is stoked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think the dog thing is happening now.  Some stuff has changed and it doesn't look like it will be a possibility.  I'm in the middle of a big denial stage about the other stuff, so I don't want to get into it.  Let's just say I might be looking for a new place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw V for Vendetta last Friday, and all I've been able to think since is how much better everything would be if it were more like that movie.  It's masterful and deserves a lot more credit then it gets.  If you haven't seen it, do yourself a favor and go and see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love comics still.  I hope things continue to be as good as they have been lately.  I just love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten on this kick of collecting action figures from the Justice League Unlimited cartoon.  This is my most current obsession.  I've gotten 20 or so in the last month and need about another 20 in order to get the entire set(well all the characters anyway, there's only so many versions of Batman).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thought process is done.  Check out my myspace thing: &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=49244989"&gt;myspace.com/Iamluthor&lt;/a&gt; and add my as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114376510920235964?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114376510920235964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114376510920235964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114376510920235964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114376510920235964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s The Most Wonderful Time of the Year...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114229048266576027</id><published>2006-03-13T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T16:58:04.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week This Will Be...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, it's Monday and I'm already wishing it were Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just going to be one hell of a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother is signing her divorce papers tomorrow and is seriously depressed about it.  So depressed that she's asked her older demanding sister to come and stay with her this week.  One demanding, drives me retarded Aunt leaves...another comes in.  It's like a revolving door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when she leaves in a few days, My house will me MY house again.  I'll be able to walk around in my underwear.  I'll be able to shave and do laundry whenever I want.  I'll be able to poop and read in the bathroom without someone banging on the door.  It's gonna be heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week also marks the 1 year anniversary of the worst day in my life.  Ain't that gonna be special?  My mother and I are both going to have relationship ending anniversaries in the same week.  SWANKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are different now, I know.  I'm a lot better off then I was then and I feel like a healthier person, so all ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherstuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to London this weekend.  It was cool hanging with all my Doyon siblings(I am after all an adopted Doyon).  It's rare when we all get together,  so the moments when we can and do whatever together is just nice.  Marc and I teamed against Rich, Sam and Nic in a game of "Scene it."  Last time we were there I kicked major ass.  This time not so much.  They took us down.  I'll have my revenge.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;mini ps to Rich:  At least I know what a roller coaster is...beeyotch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great dog search of '06 still continues.  My mother has decided she wants a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/shihpoo.htm"&gt;Shih Poo&lt;/a&gt;.  I've come to the decision that we should get whatever she wants because in all reality, I don't know how much longer we're going to live together and if we get a dog, it should be something she'll love, whether I'm around or not.  That being said...still &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.petfinder.com/pet.cgi?action=2&amp;pet=5877430"&gt;A-W-W-W-W-W&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are still going with Steph.  It's been almost 4 months now.  Which just seems weird.  She's in a chronic bad mood at the moment due to the &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://cnews.canoe.ca/CNEWS/Canada/2006/03/13/1485585-sun.html"&gt;teacher's strike&lt;/a&gt;.  It sucks for her, but she's talented(take a look at ye olde moblog to see some of her photography) and I know when things settle she'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Bears fuzzy dice in London.  Ya buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major PS to Rich:  There's a hidden message in here somewhere for you.  Find it and I'll give you a cookie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114229048266576027?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114229048266576027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114229048266576027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114229048266576027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114229048266576027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-week-this-will-be.html' title='What a Week This Will Be...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114152573928702438</id><published>2006-03-04T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:29:00.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Dead Sexah...</title><content type='html'>Remember those pictures I was talking about a few posts back.  Welp I them posted on &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com"&gt;Ye Olde Moblog&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://shotoftheday.textamerica.com/?r=4335069"&gt;one of them&lt;/a&gt; was picked as Textamerica.com's &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://shotoftheday.textamerica.com/?_go=act.lc.img"&gt;Artistic Shot of the Day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm...The dog search is still going.  My dogs from the pound in Detroit got adopted.  Part of me is still hoping that it's an elaborate ruse and someone I know went and got the puppy for me.  They were just SO cute.  I hope their new caretakers treat them as well or better then I would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also discovered that info about these hybrid/designer dogs is pretty hard to come by.  Almost everything I've read has been negative, but everything that I've read sounds like it's coming from a bitter breeder who's pissy because their pooch of choice isn't the current it dog.  I think I've found a total of 4 breeders in North America that offer "ShiChis"(which is what a Shih Tzu/Chihuahua mix is called, &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/shichi.htm"&gt;apparently&lt;/a&gt;) through the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the VAST majority of my free time lately searching the web for dogs and I gotta tell ya, I ain't impressed!  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.petfinder.com/"&gt;Petfinder&lt;/a&gt;(which only covers pounds and animal rescues) is the best of the bunch, and the rest, frankly, suck sour frog ass.  Most of them don't even have a "search our site" thingie.  What the hell is up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been totally obsessing on the dog thing lately(ask my girlfriend and the people at work, they'll tell ya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rented the movie &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0366780/"&gt;MirrorMask&lt;/a&gt; last week.  I liked it a lot.  It's kinda artsy weird but faerie tale like but dark and creepy too.  Just a cool flick. Plus the chick in it is hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Another ramble post comes to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to read some Wizard and Mac World Monthly then hit the hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I'm allowed to think she's hot.  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0503060/"&gt;She's perfectly legal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114152573928702438?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114152573928702438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114152573928702438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114152573928702438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114152573928702438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-dead-sexah.html' title='I&apos;m Dead Sexah...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114118604601735103</id><published>2006-02-28T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:07:26.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some One Buy Me This Puppy...</title><content type='html'>They updated the pictures of those puppies I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.petfinder.com/pet.cgi?action=2&amp;pet=5877430"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/320/MI308.5877430-1-pn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want this puppy...so very badly...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone get it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your bestfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hold out hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114118604601735103?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114118604601735103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114118604601735103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114118604601735103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114118604601735103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-one-buy-me-this-puppy.html' title='Some One Buy Me This Puppy...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114092832261601054</id><published>2006-02-25T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:32:02.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy New Title...</title><content type='html'>So after seeing that my title was all messed up and knowing that I was going to model for some photos I thought why not kill two birds with one stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So up above is the new title image for Luthor's Story of a World Gone Retarded.  If you enjoy it, all praise go to &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://myspace.com/seek_creatives"&gt;Steph&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="mailto:wrestlelexxx@gmail.com"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt; know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: More posts soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114092832261601054?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114092832261601054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114092832261601054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114092832261601054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114092832261601054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/02/fancy-new-title.html' title='Fancy New Title...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114067379720947589</id><published>2006-02-22T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:49:57.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want A Dog...</title><content type='html'>For the last few months my Mom has been telling me she wanted a dog, and I've listed off the hundred and three reasons why we shouldn't get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See growing up, I always had some kind of animal around and almost always they came to tragic endings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was growing up, there was Rusty.  Rusty was a cat, that thought he was a person and acted like a lion.  Rusty was born a few days before I was and we grew up together.  Rusty was the closest thing I ever had to a Lassie.  I have memories of Rusty following me to school and waiting for me when I got out.  I have one very strong memory of Rusty coming to my rescue while I was being chased by two dogs.  He was an awesome animal.  Rusty stories always come up whenever my family gets together, simply because he was such a character.  Rusty was poisoned on a Christmas Eve when I was 12 years old and literally died in my arms on the way to the Vets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my early teens, My Mom got on a small dog kick and decided she wanted two small dogs.  We got Griffen(My dog, Male Maltese) and Mitsu(her dog, Female Shih Tzu).  Since she was fairly new to the idea of purebred dogs, my Mom looked in the paper for the cheapest little dogs she could find.  We got them and they were great little dogs, but they kept having health problems.  Mitsu didn't have a tail, Griffen eyes would run until his face was completely stained, both of them had problems with teeth, etc etc.  We took them in one day for a routine check up and the Vet said two words that I'll never forget.  "&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.stoppuppymills.org/"&gt;Puppy Mill&lt;/a&gt;."  Within two years, both of them died.  Mitsu started getting tumors on her back and after having several surgeries, didn't make it through.  Griffen was healthier, but still had constant problems.  They discovered a tumor on his hind leg, and died on the operating table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Dede.  Dede was a champion show Shih Tzu.  She started to develop eye ulcers because of the stress involved in showing and her breeder(Donna) decided that she needed a new home.  My Mom worked with this women and had told her the story of Mitsu and Griffen.  Donna told my Mom that we could come out to her place and meet the dog, and if she approved we could adopt.  The story goes that as soon as Donna saw me, she decided that she wasn't going to give any dogs to me.  I was a big scary looking guy and there was just no way in hell that she was going to allow one of her babies to leave with me.  I remember walking in and sitting down and this little tiny black ball of fur just sitting at my feet.  I leaned over to pet her, she got up on her hind legs and licked my nose.  I picked her up and it was love from then on.  Donna saw that and quickly changed her mind and decided to drop the usual fees associated with adopting one of her animals.  I loved Dede more then I have any animal, ever, in my life.  She was my dog from the moment we met.  Dede was my best friend during my toughest years.  She was never far from my side.  We had Dede for almost 10 years(she was 4 when we got her) and she never had any health issues until her last year.  She was starting to go blind and  slowed down a lot in her last year.  The Vet said she was healthy enough for an old dog but with her losing her sight we needed to be extra cautious.  I had gone away for the weekend and I returned home to find out that she had fallen down a flight of stairs and didn't survive the fall.  She was my dog and I never even got the chance to say good-bye.   &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/?r=3324845"&gt;I still miss her to this day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loss of Dede was the main reason I didn't want another dog.  I don't think there has been another loss in my life that was as hard to take as losing Dede and I didn't ever want to have to go through a loss like that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few weeks ago, Steph and I stayed out at her friends place.  The place was a veritable zoo.  There was 2 cats, 2 rats and...3 dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there, I kind of remembered why I loved dogs so much and how much fun they are to have around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the mischievousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss coming home to that little furball so happy to see me she doesn't know what to do with herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the companionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gave up my battle and decided that I would say sure to my Mom's requests.  So I told my Mom this...and she says she doesn't want a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I discovered I can be a bit obsessive compulsive.  Right after I had that conversation with my Mom I started looking on the 'net for dogs.  I found a group that I loved.  Click &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://search.petfinder.com/petnote/displaypet.cgi?petid=5811456"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see them.  I should my Mom that picture and she's decided she wants a dog again too!  I emailed the &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/%7Ehomefurever/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Home Fur-Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about getting one of them and they basically told me that I'm out of luck.  That I could apply for one of them, but they don't adopt out of state as a rule(I'm gonna have a bigger blog about pet adoption).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I've been since, looking for that little dog, close to home that wants to become part of my life.  I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  If you live close to Windsor, Ontario and know of anyone that breeds or has a litter of Shih Tzu/Chahauhau pups, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="mailto:wrestlelexxx@gmail.com"&gt;please let me know&lt;/a&gt;.  I would be VERY interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/1600/MI308.5811456-1-x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6861/777/200/MI308.5811456-1-x.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114067379720947589?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114067379720947589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114067379720947589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114067379720947589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114067379720947589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-want-dog.html' title='I Want A Dog...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-114023198620135273</id><published>2006-02-17T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T21:06:26.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Thing I Wanted to Try...</title><content type='html'>This might actually replace my digg news thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BITTY BROWSER : WWW.BITTY.COM : {BEGIN} --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--  /* Bitty Browser tips &amp; tricks: */ /* http://www.bitty.com/manual/ */  bitty = {contents: [{ service: "bitty:browser", title: "Bitty Browser", width: "100%", height: "400", titlebar: {display: "on"}, buttonbar: {textlabels: "on"}, searchbar: {display: "on"}, homepage: {contents: [{ service: "digg", username: "luthor" }]} }]};  // --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://b1.bitty.com/b2script/" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;!-- BITTY BROWSER : WWW.BITTY.COM : {BEGIN} --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--  /* Bitty Browser tips &amp; tricks: */ /* http://www.bitty.com/manual/ */  bitty = {contents: [{ service: "bitty:browser", title: "Bitty Browser", width: "100%", height: "400", titlebar: {display: "on"}, buttonbar: {textlabels: "on"}, searchbar: {display: "on"}, homepage: {contents: [{ service: "digg", username: "kevinrose" }]} }]};  // --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://b1.bitty.com/b2script/" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://not-a-real-namespace/http://www.bitty.com/"&gt;Bitty Browser&lt;/a&gt; (JavaScript required)&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BITTY BROWSER : WWW.BITTY.COM : {END} --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BITTY BROWSER : WWW.BITTY.COM : {END} --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-114023198620135273?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/114023198620135273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=114023198620135273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114023198620135273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/114023198620135273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-thing-i-wanted-to-try.html' title='Just a Thing I Wanted to Try...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113995751197020354</id><published>2006-02-14T16:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:51:51.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Thing I've Stolen From Jules...</title><content type='html'>Dunno what it is, thought it was cool.  Give it a whirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Luthor"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Luthor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113995751197020354?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113995751197020354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113995751197020354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113995751197020354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113995751197020354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-thing-ive-stolen-from-jules.html' title='Another Thing I&apos;ve Stolen From Jules...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113988896769465900</id><published>2006-02-13T21:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:49:27.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace.com Is Evil...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I was bored this weekend and spent entirely way too much time on myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check me out and add me to your friend thingie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.myspace.com/iamluthor"&gt;www.myspace.com/iamluthor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added a bunch of pictures to my Moblog too, check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com"&gt;luthor.textamerica.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shameless self promotion over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113988896769465900?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113988896769465900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113988896769465900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113988896769465900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113988896769465900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/02/myspacecom-is-evil.html' title='Myspace.com Is Evil...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113916473023345897</id><published>2006-02-05T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T12:38:50.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Support Open Source...</title><content type='html'>I've been using some open source software of late, and decided I would share some of the links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I use Firefox and support is completely.  When ever I'm asked what software people should install on new machines, Firefox is always the first thing I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mozilla.com/firefox/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mozilla also has an open source email client called Thunderbird.  I currently use it on my machine(Lappy is all about the open source).  I haven't done a lot with it yet, but I know it is capable of a lot.  If you use news groups, this thing is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mozilla.com/thunderbird/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my old machine, I had MS Office.  MS Office...umm...sucks.  It's big and bulky and not user friendly.  On the Lappy, I decided to go with something different, so I got OpenOffice.  It's just like MS Office, except it's not bulky and a lot more user friendly.  Another big plus is that it easily opens other formats like Word Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.openoffice.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photoshop costs a gazillion dollars.  It's easy to use and it's just awesome, bit no one can afford it.  Gimpshop is an alternative.  While not as pretty, it's a pretty good alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://plasticbugs.com/?page_id=294&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read this before you know that I'm a big Linux supporter.  There are all kinds of Linux out there, but I prefer Ubuntu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ubuntu.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you use something and aren't happy with it chances are that there is an open source alternative out there.  Google it, and try it.  What have you got to lose?  It's all free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113916473023345897?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113916473023345897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113916473023345897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113916473023345897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113916473023345897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/02/support-open-source.html' title='Support Open Source...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113859485799830989</id><published>2006-01-29T22:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T22:20:58.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Luthors.blogspot.com Mostly Good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://homokaasu.org/gematriculator/?referer" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homokaasu.org/pics/g/e39.jpg" alt="This site is certified 39% EVIL by the Gematriculator" height="80" width="175" /&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/10200237-113859485799830989?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113859485799830989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113859485799830989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113859485799830989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113859485799830989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/01/luthorsblogspotcom-mostly-good.html' title='Luthors.blogspot.com Mostly Good?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113848650411543096</id><published>2006-01-28T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:15:04.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is How I Feel Today(Give it a second to Load)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/4742/jtxjc59ns.gif" border="0" width="74" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&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/10200237-113848650411543096?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113825697318642267</id><published>2006-01-25T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T00:29:33.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Later...</title><content type='html'>The title is a bit of an inside joke for comic book readers, but the thing is...I started this blog a little over a year ago.  I think the one year anniversary was last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a year.  I think I've evolved more in the last year then I have in the past 5.  My mindset has changed about a lot of things and it feels like more and more avenues are opening everyday.  I can honestly say life's pretty good right now(despite the fact that I still hate my job and now we have a Conservative government).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this last year and I have to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superbowl Predictions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we're looking at the Pittsburgh Steelers taking on the Seattle Seahawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might come as a surprise to a lot of people that the Steelers are actually one of my favorite sports teams.  My Bears are my heart and soul and I think everyone assumes that I bleed blue and orange to the core and that no other team could even come close to comparing...and for the most part that absolutely true!  That being said, I love the history and story of the Steelers.  Coach Bill Cowher is my all time favorite football coach(sorry Ditka, but Bill is the man) and always thought he was a Bears coach waiting to happen(*sigh*).  Ask Marc, as he's heard more of me rambling about this then almost any other Football subject.  The Bus is a Detroit boy, so that automatically makes him one of my boys(just as an aside, I spoke with someone recently *Hint*Rhymes with Hephanie* who asked what it is that makes someone one of my boys, and I've been thinking about it a lot lately and decided that I need to make a blog entry about it.  So you have something to look forward to).  Ben Roethlisberger, in my opinion, is just as good or better then Tom Brady.  A lot of people talk about the rivalry between Brady and Peyton, but I think in the long run it's gonna be Ben and Tom who have that career rivalry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the longest run on paragraph ever.  I love the Steelers.  Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Seahawks are that little team that nobody cared about and then come out of no where to bite you on the @ss.  Two years ago or so my buddy Rod(whose wife, Julie, has started a new blog about their baby Andrea, which can be found &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://mylittlerose.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.  Check it out it's cute.) and I were watching Sunday Night Football.  I forget who exactly was playing, but for sure it was the Seahawks.  The announcers kept talking about their running back, some guy named Shaun Alexander and how he so enjoyed playing late night games that he promised to do something special that night.  He then went on to score(I think) 5 touchdowns that game, and had close to 300 yards.  It's been uphill since then, as he's become one of the premier running backs in the NFL.  Since that game, I've followed Seattle closely and have just been amazed.  They have one of the most explosive offences in football and a defense that's just incredible(although they couldn't hold a coin to my Bears).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Superbowl is going to be a hell of a game.  Both teams have strong defenses(I think the Steelers have a little bit of an edge there) and great offences(but Seattle is a little more explosive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the team that screws up first is the team that's going to lose.  Given the explosive nature of Seattle, my pick are the Steelers...but Seattle will be back sooner then later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score:  28-21 Steelers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok done for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I want to take the time to thank everyone who reads this regularly, with a special thanks to Jules and Peggy.  Those two are, by far, the most loyal readers I have and are continually on my @ss about the lack of updates.  If you notice a lot of updates in a short period of time, it's usually because one of them has given me $hit.  Thanks girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS:  If you follow Ye Olde Blog at all, I'd love to hear from you and get your comments.  Please don't hesitate to email me and say hello.  You can do so by clicking &lt;a href="mailto:wrestlelexxx@gmail.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113825697318642267?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113825697318642267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113825697318642267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113825697318642267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113825697318642267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-year-later.html' title='One Year Later...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113805452493579394</id><published>2006-01-23T16:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T16:15:24.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Post...</title><content type='html'>Ok real quickie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's voting day in Canada.  Get off your @ss and vote.  If you don't vote, you don't get to b!tch  when things get screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pollster was a really crazy old guy I work with from time to time.  Fitting for his character, he was crazy at the polls, making a big deal of the fact that I needed to bring my voting card thing home with me and destroy it there because they could get in trouble for going threw the garbage and taking the information off the cards or some such thing.  Dude's a nutjob(and he's got the hots for Peggy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a song called "The Internet is for Porn" over the weekend.  It's totally brilliant.  It is taken from the soundtrack to a Broadway play called "Avenue Q", which is a parody of Sesame Street(puppets and all).  This might be the first time in my life I want to see a musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for now.  More soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113805452493579394?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113805452493579394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113805452493579394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113805452493579394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113805452493579394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/01/short-post.html' title='Short Post...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113765061279022183</id><published>2006-01-18T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:08:04.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>$hit, We're in trouble...</title><content type='html'>Short post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the local mall a lot in recent weeks.  It's a cheap place for a date(food and movies within walking distance, and for two people that don't drive, that rules) and I'm always enthused to spend money I don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've noticed something really really scary.  Everything is closing.  First it was Spencer's, then it was Fossil and Tuesday I found out National Sports is going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks ass.  The last time I remember something like this happening was the mid 80's and early 90's when this city pretty well died because of the automotive dry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time in a while I've been kind of scared about the future financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary, scary times ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  If you haven't seen "The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe", get out there and see it.  Brilliant fun, for young and old(They should use that in a commercial, that would rule!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: Jules gets a gold star for being the only person to fill out the meme thingie.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 30px; height: 38px;" src="http://www.jewelryexpert.com/catalog/graphics/Drusy-Gold-Star-1a.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113765061279022183?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113765061279022183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113765061279022183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113765061279022183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113765061279022183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/01/hit-were-in-trouble.html' title='$hit, We&apos;re in trouble...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113747933195043227</id><published>2006-01-17T00:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T00:41:19.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meme...Stolen from Jules</title><content type='html'>I don't even know what a meme is, Jules had it up on her blog...so I swiped it and posted it here.  Last time I put one of these up, NO ONE did it.  It's time for your redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill it out, cut and paste it to &lt;a href="mailto:%20wrestlelexxx@gmail.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and I'll post any results I get.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name:&lt;br /&gt;2. Birthday:&lt;br /&gt;3. Place of residence:&lt;br /&gt;4. What makes you happy:&lt;br /&gt;5. What are you listening to now/have listened to last:&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you read my blog:&lt;br /&gt;7. If you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:&lt;br /&gt;8. An interesting fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;9. Celebrity you want to snog:&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite place to be:&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite lyric/line from film:&lt;br /&gt;12. Best time of the year:&lt;br /&gt;13. Best album of 2005:&lt;br /&gt;14. Where would you take me/where would you like me to take you on a date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECOMMEND&lt;br /&gt;1. A film:&lt;br /&gt;2. A book:&lt;br /&gt;3. A band, a song and an album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One thing you like about me:&lt;br /&gt;2. Two things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;3. Put this in your blog so I can tell you what I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  The 16th was the first anniversary of my Blog.  Thanks to those that have stuck with me and continued to read and support it...Yay me.  I also started a myspace account today.  Drop be a line and add me to your friends list and I'll do the same for you.  &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/iamluthor"&gt;myspace.com/iamluthor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113747933195043227?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113747933195043227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113747933195043227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113747933195043227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113747933195043227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/01/memestolen-from-jules.html' title='A Meme...Stolen from Jules'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113709654740908903</id><published>2006-01-12T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T14:09:07.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Off...</title><content type='html'>I haven't worked more then a few hours in the last month, and I have to be honest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been able to sleep in, get a lot of crap around the house done and had a lot of time to spend with friends.  It's just sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my bestfriends, Ken, has lent me his laptop since my desktop is pretty much dead.  It's weird getting used to a laptop.  Using the thingie instead of a mouse is just a pain, but I'm getting there.  It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those things that bug me about blogging.  I don't really have anything to say but I feel the need to post...so I post about useless crap that no one cares about(as opposed to the useless crap that I care about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have more to talk about someday...I think...hope...ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  How awful is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img259.imageshack.us/my.php?image=lrgironspidey0011jx.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/3944/lrgironspidey0011jx.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113709654740908903?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113709654740908903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113709654740908903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113709654740908903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113709654740908903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-off.html' title='Time Off...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113611049141162522</id><published>2006-01-01T03:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T04:14:51.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year...I think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I know what you are thinking.  It's like 5AM, on New Year's and I'm  posting on my blog...so I must be drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas,  WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I've been under the weather since the start of the  Holiday Season, with a major breakout of an alcohol related flu that has lasted  more then three days and left me in no state to go out and be Merry on New  Year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had the itch to post, and since I haven't done so in a  while I thought I would kind of catch up on where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and  foremost, work sucks...still.  Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has gone on in my personal life  since the last time I updated this regularly.  I started dating and it was scary  for a while there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a lot of nice girls, some umm not so nice  girls and one very scary girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dating one girl in particular  for over a month now and things are going well.  After everything that has  happened, my frame of mind is to take things as they come and to ride this wave  where ever it takes me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that's just common sense, but after  being head over heels and blindly following my heart, I think my new frame of  mind will get me further in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt and Cousin are still  living here.  It's bearable, but there are times when I would really like to  just tell them to shut the f#ck up and get out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom is  still my Mom.  We have good days and we have bad days.  She had knee surgery  last week and has been really retarded since.  The day she had the surgery she  was quite literally jumping on her bum leg, just because she felt "so damn  good."  Modern drugs are a wonderful thing...until they wear off and she was  unable to walk.  So much for feeling "so damn good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comics rule right  now.  I find myself being more and more drawn in to DC's Infinite Crisis.  The  whole line is leading to this big event and you can just feel it.  It's  spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading a book called "Men of Tomorrow" which is about  the inception of the comic book industry.  It's a really great read.  Some of  the stories within are heart breaking, some are funny, and some are kind of  perverted(read up on the creator of Wonder Women sometime).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling is  still showing it's ups and downs.  TNA's product is really good, but lacking  that umpf storyline or character to really show that they have what it takes to  be a super contender.  WWE has weeks that are great and then weeks where I  question why I am still a fan of the product at all(Dr. Hienie anyone?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicago Bears,  my other passion in life, are kicking ass and taking names.  We won our division  and got a first round bye and a home field playoff spot.  I don't think there is  a team in the NFL that can beat us at home, but I don't know about the road.   Time will tell on that one.  But for now...GO BEARS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is  about to die.  I think my motherboard is fried.  I spent most of tonight looking  at barebones systems.  If she can't handle the load over the next few days, I'm  thinking I'm in the market for a new machine in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not  sure what else to write about.  My one New Year's Resolution to try and be a  little more vigilante with updating this...but since I said that you know it's  not going to happen...HAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well again, Happy New Year and I hope the  season gave you every gift you hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all again  soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113611049141162522?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113611049141162522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113611049141162522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113611049141162522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113611049141162522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-yeari-think.html' title='Happy New Year...I think.'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113459638504388923</id><published>2005-12-14T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:39:45.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buck 65 - Wicked and Weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Driving with a yellow dog, I95&lt;br /&gt;He's got a smile on his face and big shiny eyes&lt;br /&gt;Up at a decent hour, I never ate yet&lt;br /&gt;Got a little Johnny Cash in the old tape deck&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in the trunk but some base ball gloves&lt;br /&gt;a pair of jumper cables and a set of golf clubs&lt;br /&gt;blanket on the back seat we're in rough shape&lt;br /&gt;sunroof held on with a bit of duck tape&lt;br /&gt;looking for a gas station, better make a list&lt;br /&gt;Fill'er up with regular, I need to take a piss&lt;br /&gt;sexy girl air freshener, snacks and a pinwheel&lt;br /&gt;top up the fluids, clean the bugs off the windshield&lt;br /&gt;not a care in the world, not a how, and a why&lt;br /&gt;no destination, not a cloud in the sky&lt;br /&gt;back on the road not a moment too soon&lt;br /&gt;dish ran away with some other spoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked &amp; wierd I'm a road hog with an old dog&lt;br /&gt;singing slow songs trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Wicked &amp;amp; wierd I'm a rat fich&lt;br /&gt;trying to practice doing back flips on your mattress&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hole in the muffler, ghosts on the shoulder&lt;br /&gt;cough drops, loose change in the beverage holder&lt;br /&gt;to roll down the window you gotta use a wrench&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking about brushing up on my french&lt;br /&gt;Right there in the glove box, if you should look&lt;br /&gt;You'll find 40 parking tickets&lt;br /&gt;And a copy of the Good Book&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother looking, you'll never find me&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting from scratch and leaving trouble behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked &amp; wierd I'm a road hog with an old dog&lt;br /&gt;singing slow songs trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Wicked &amp;amp; wierd I'm a rat fich&lt;br /&gt;trying to practice doing back flips on your mattress&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked, wicked, wicked and weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ almighty, there's a rattle in the wheel well&lt;br /&gt;Dog fell asleep and man, I don't feel well&lt;br /&gt;But all I need is a half decent breakfast&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be back at it, dirty and reckless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 o'clock shadow, lips like mudflaps&lt;br /&gt;hands like eagle's talons, eyes like hub caps&lt;br /&gt;The further I get, I keep going faster&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the wind, and cows in the pasture&lt;br /&gt;I have no plans and nothing to prove either&lt;br /&gt;I eat out of a bag and sleep in a movie theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highway's a story teller, I just write it down&lt;br /&gt;Already been beaten, there's no way to fight it now&lt;br /&gt;I just kick back and keep warm on the cold days&lt;br /&gt;And laugh 'cause it ain't like it was in the old days&lt;br /&gt;I figure when I make it to the heavenly gates&lt;br /&gt;They'll be working on my car and playing 78's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked &amp; wierd I'm aroad hog with an old dog&lt;br /&gt;singing slow songs trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Wicked &amp;amp; wierd I'm a rat fich&lt;br /&gt;trying to practice doing back flips on your mattress&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 270px;" src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/24/IMG_489924/_1122/TZ201122184900343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  More soon.  Promise.&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/10200237-113459638504388923?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113459638504388923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113459638504388923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113459638504388923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113459638504388923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/12/buck-65-wicked-and-weird.html' title='Buck 65 - Wicked and Weird'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113271571043240600</id><published>2005-11-22T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T21:15:10.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Those Days...</title><content type='html'>*Sigh.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, freezing, seriously lacking sleep and stubbed my toe in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no hot water for my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cab driver, who just had surgery on his ear last week, went in to gory detail about the puss he found on his pillow this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to work and have to listen to a creepy old lady argue(like an old married couple) with one of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start work and two of the three battery guns are broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the new guys tells me how he parked in a tow away zone and needed to move his car...which was on the other side of the plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner gets sick and needs to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to argue with the battery gun repair guy about what was wrong with the gun(I've since found out I know nothing about the battery guns and when the program isn't working properly it's really the person operaters fault, not the $hitty programing on the gun.  Good to know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon shift guy didn't show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to doubt myself as far as dating stuff goes.  Maybe I'm not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still cold and its supposed to snow tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a beautiful morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113271571043240600?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113271571043240600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113271571043240600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113271571043240600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113271571043240600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113227643939083543</id><published>2005-11-17T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T19:13:59.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest Touch Down in NFL...HISTORY!!!</title><content type='html'>So Sunday I was in Chicago.  Bears/Niners.  Bears won.  Wooha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagobears.com/team/teamRosterDetails.jsp?id=1099"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Vasher&lt;/a&gt; ran a missed field goal back for a touchdown.  &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.canada.com/sports/football/story.html?id=6b9fe67b-b6ae-4192-9dda-98e97274fa10"&gt;The longest touchdown...ever&lt;/a&gt;(in the NFL).  And I was there to see it.  Ahh Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was and am stoked about it.  I love my Bears.  Seeing them win at home, surrounded by fellow Bears fans...just friggin' sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Guerrero died this past weekend.  I went back and forth between being a big fan of his and not liking him at all, but no matter what he always seemed like a really good person, away from the ring.  There's a really good article &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.moviepoopshoot.com/wrestling/index.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; that perfectly describes how I feel.  Viva La Raza! You will not be forgotten Eddie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of blah today.  I'll have more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113227643939083543?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113227643939083543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113227643939083543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113227643939083543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113227643939083543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/11/longest-touch-down-in-nflhistory.html' title='Longest Touch Down in NFL...HISTORY!!!'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113166822958857423</id><published>2005-11-10T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T18:17:09.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating Is Scary...</title><content type='html'>So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I decided it was time to get back on the horse, so to speak, and I joined an online dating service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site that I've been using has you put up pictures of yourself, write a description of who you are and then post it for the world to see.  After you've done this you can look through other people's profiles and if you like what you see, send them a message and vice versa.  This site has a built in IM feature as well, so if the person wants to, they can IM you and you can talk on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole concept is totally mindboggling to me.  While I'm not a really shy person, I am pretty bashful and just randomly picking people to talk to really freaks me out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been speaking with about 6 girls regularly, and I've taken out 2 of them.  Both were nice enough people, but neither of them is the kind of person I see myself with.  I'm most likely going to go out with at least 2 more of them in the next few weeks.  It's a total trip, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that I've ever really dated before.  Anyone that I've gone out with, 99%  of the time, has been someone that I've had another kind of relationship with.  It's just so strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you guys know more about that in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I'm off to Chicago to see my beloved Bears take(down) on the 49ers.  Marc, Rich and I are leaving Saturday morning and returning Monday.  I'm so stoked.  I've been working so much lately that I forget what it's like having more then a day off in a row.  Having multiple days off and going to see my favorite team play just rocks.  So everyone needs to make a quick prayer, to whatever it is you pray to, that the Bears totally dominate the 49ers on Sunday.  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurting for bucks(mainly because of the whole "dates" thing) for the past couple of weeks, so I haven't really been able to pick up as many comics as I usually do.  So Comic Of The Week is on hold, it will return, probably changed somehow.  There's a lot of really good stuff out there right now.  Check out Supreme Power, Powers, Infinite Crisis, Justice and a whole hoard of stuff.  Comics are really going through somekind of maturation process right now, and the books(both art and story) have never been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't watching My Name is Earl and Curb Your Enthusiasm, you need to give your head a shake(Peggy).  There's not much on TV that I follow, those two shows are my MUST SEE TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was a long mostly uninteresting post.  I'm kind of drained.  It was a rather late night and an ungodly early morning.  I'll be posting more soon.  Working 7 days a week at a thankless job tends to kill any desire to do something you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113166822958857423?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113166822958857423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113166822958857423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113166822958857423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113166822958857423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/11/dating-is-scary.html' title='Dating Is Scary...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113079847401781964</id><published>2005-10-31T17:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T16:47:09.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wackiness Abounds...</title><content type='html'>First things first, Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now that that's over  with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, like circa 1995 or so, that title of today's entry was my slogan in life. Everything was wacky...and that fits perfectly into how my day was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a lot of readers know(I'm allowed to say that now, I'm averaging about 6 repeat user hits a day now...woohoo), yesterday was the Bears/Lions game in Detroit...and I had to be there or life isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early to get ready and I think you could feel the energy oozing off me. There's something about seeing my Bears playing Detroit that just makes my hair stand on end. I feel this zest and craziness that's can't be described.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends Marc, Mark and Mark's brother Jeff came to pick me up at around 9:30. Marc came into the house to get me and I did my ritual of picking him up...but this time I was either too excited or he's lost weight because when I went to pick him up I kind of threw him up in the air. I was able to safely catch him, but I couldn't do it without falling down myself...oops...so yeah...way to start the day looking like a dumb ass...but what did I care? I was seeing the Bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the Detroit about 20 or so minutes later(with no hassles at the border, which was a big plus!). When we tailgate we go to this old Vietnam Vets hospital, it's free to park, but they do ask for a donation. We each chipped in $5US(which is a deal) and started with the festivities. Mark bought a ton of food(which isn't surprising, the dude can out eat me any day of the week, which is quite the feat). We had Hamburgers, Sausages and a little beverage called beer. Ahhhh...Beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were  there for about an hour and a half(beer = umm really an hours gone by?) and then  headed out to Ford Field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bugged quite a bit by the Lions fans on the way. They are all quite jealous, I'm sure. Many years of sub-pardom(and by many I mean, all) will do that to a fan base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc and I had  our(read:Rod's) usual tickets in the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.fordfield.com/section_display.cfm?section_id=113&amp;top=92&amp;amp;level=3"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Family Fun Zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, but they didn't feel like the usual seats. A quarter into the game, we realized why....they weren't the usual seats...we had been sitting in someone else's seats. We had been sitting in the wrong seats, completely unaware. So after a few minutes of searching, we found our proper seats and I immersed myself in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest much of it is a blur now. I know that we(Da Bears) were up, then we were down then we were tied, but I don't remember much else. Then it was overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now last year, we went into overtime against Detroit on Boxing day. The Bears scored a touch down, but that was called back and the Lions won that game. It ruined my holiday season last year. So, as you can probably guess I was having some bad flash backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won this one. YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after  the game, it wasn't the Lions' fans doing the razzing.:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back at about 5 and I lost my voice shortly there after. Marc has since complained that I gave him a headache with all my shouting. Oh well...just wait and see how I'm going to be in a few weeks in the Windy City, good buddy. BWahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some pictures up on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.blogger.com/luthor.textamerica.com"&gt;Moblog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you want to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after basking in the glory that is being a Bears fan(well this week, anyway) I jumped on the computer and was quite surprised with a message I had received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends from college had tracked me down. I emailed her back and we got to discussing some of the old days. I hadn't talked to her for about 10 years. It was quite the trip. She dated one of my best friends(my boss now, but still one of my best friends) and some crazy stuff happened between them. Since I was close with them both, it was really hard on me. She did some really stupid things and I allowed our friendship to fall away because of how she treated my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, much to my surprise, she had been trying to track me down for a while. It was really nice catching up with her and see what she's been up to since. Much to my surprise she had a plethora of old pictures of the old group...and I was in a bunch of them. I didn't like having my picture taken back then(or now really), so I didn't even know a lot of them existed. I might put some up on my Moblog, but below is a an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img247.imageshack.us/my.php?image=howyoudoing8ft.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img247.imageshack.us/img247/1298/howyoudoing8ft.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was my first moustache, and I thought it  looked HOT!...yeah...with age comes knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to see  more, let me know and I'll post them on the moblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  this is one  long ass post.  Soooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEARS!&lt;/span&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/10200237-113079847401781964?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113079847401781964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113079847401781964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113079847401781964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113079847401781964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/wackiness-abounds.html' title='Wackiness Abounds...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113055126713242744</id><published>2005-10-28T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:01:07.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week's Comic Of The Week:  Justice #2</title><content type='html'>So I'm a little late on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one has a really cool story and probably the best art on any book currently out there, but then again...It's by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.alexrossart.com/"&gt;Alex Ross&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet: This is a non-continuity book about the Justice League.  It's a great starting book for people curious about comics, but not wanting to be bogged down by characters they don't know and story they aren't sure of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic Of The Week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/?r=3559002"&gt;Justice #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="display_talent"&gt;Written by Jim Krueger &amp; Alex Ross; Art by Doug Braithwaite &amp; Ross; Cover by Ross&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span class="display_copy"&gt;The unbelievable bimonthly 12-part maxiseries created by Alex Ross (KINGDOM COME), Jim Krueger (&lt;i&gt;Earth X&lt;/i&gt;) and Doug Braithwaite (&lt;i&gt;Paradise X&lt;/i&gt;) continues! The Riddler leads Batman into a mystery within a mystery through his compulsion to speak the truth through riddles. Does he hold the key to the reason the villains are helping mankind? Plus, Aquaman falls victim to one of the DCU's most nefarious criminals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dccomics.com/comics/?cm=4317"&gt;http://www.dccomics.com/comics/?cm=4317&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find your local comic book shop, try The Comic Shop Locator @ &lt;a href="http://csls.diamondcomics.com/"&gt;http://csls.diamondcomics.com/&lt;/a&gt; or call 1-888-COMIC BOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Busy week.  More Bloggy fun coming, check out my moblog on Sunday for some images of the Bears/Lions game, as well as some pictures of a Doyon Family get together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113055126713242744?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113055126713242744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113055126713242744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113055126713242744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113055126713242744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-weeks-comic-of-week-justice-2.html' title='Last Week&apos;s Comic Of The Week:  Justice #2'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113021701152232948</id><published>2005-10-25T01:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T23:10:11.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, So I lied...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'll get around to the comic of the week sometime within the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good excuse though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which concert you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...a little band called...U2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new friend Toni had an extra ticket and asked me last week if I would be interested in going.  I said no, I couldn't afford it.  Then it was offered for free...and yeah, I jumped at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why there's no Comic of the Week entry yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I'll have more about the U2 show later.  I have to work tomorrow and it's currently 1:09AM, so the bloggin' will have to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113021701152232948?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113021701152232948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113021701152232948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113021701152232948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113021701152232948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-so-i-lied.html' title='OK, So I lied...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-113005446572774439</id><published>2005-10-23T04:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T02:01:05.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Do This?</title><content type='html'>So here I am, sitting at work at 3:56am wondering why I volunteer to work the midnight shift.  I feel sh!tty, I probably look worse.  I don't really get anything out of it, other then catching up with folks(My new favorite word, btw) I don't get to see too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had three coffees, 2 cookies and 2 plates of Chicken chop suey since I woke up.  My stomach feels like it's got some kind of strange restless animal rummaging through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...bitchy posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, not much to say, just saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: New Comic of the Week Monday afternoon sometime, tell your friends.&lt;br /&gt;PSS:  Hey Jules, look I still did it wrong.  HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;PSSS:  Goiter!(no one will get that, and I like it that way)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-113005446572774439?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/113005446572774439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=113005446572774439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113005446572774439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/113005446572774439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-do-i-do-this.html' title='Why Do I Do This?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112968357901413843</id><published>2005-10-18T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T19:04:06.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Did I Do?</title><content type='html'>So I went to check on my site traffic thing and something happened over the weekend...it exploded. I went from getting like 12 hits a day(yeah, that's a high traffic day) to like 135...ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY FIVE...in one day. What the hell happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I put a link in my moblog, but manoman,  that's a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was it just to see if I was still psycho? Or did it have to do with the Comic of the Week thing? Or was it just some random act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping it has something to do with the Comic of the Week thing, I really enjoy doing that, might even make that a new Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some big news that I'm kind of  sitting on.  I'll write about it sooner or later.  Kind of  excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: More soon.   Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: Check out &lt;a href="http://luthor.textamerica.com"&gt;Ye Olde Moblog&lt;/a&gt; over the next few days. I'm either getting a digital camera tomorrow or Friday, so expect a lot of stupid photos...and just as an aside...that's not what I'm excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSS: Whoever is responsible for allowing garbage like "The Biggest Loser" to air needs to be shot and pissed on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112968357901413843?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112968357901413843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112968357901413843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112968357901413843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112968357901413843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-did-i-do.html' title='What Did I Do?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112933125970372235</id><published>2005-10-14T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:07:39.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3:31 AM...</title><content type='html'>So I got a cell call at 3:31 AM today.  Only problem was I left my cell in my pants...which were hanging in the other room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever called didn't leave a message, which totally urks me.  Even if it was a wrong number I think whoever it was should have left a message saying, "hey, I f*cked up and called the wrong number.  Sorry to disturb you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it also makes me wonder if it was something more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was someone that needed to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was someone I was waiting to call and because I didn't have enough sense to pull my phone out and charge it for the night, I missed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was like that movie, the one where the chick is in trouble and the young man has to save the day...and my phone was in my pants in the other room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No chance to be the hero today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112933125970372235?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112933125970372235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112933125970372235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112933125970372235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112933125970372235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/331-am.html' title='3:31 AM...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112924991119033844</id><published>2005-10-13T18:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T18:31:51.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellos and Goodbyes...</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of mixed emotions today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a good friend of mine is  leaving for the next phase of his dream job.  My buddy Scott leaves tonight for  Johnstown to work for the minor league affiliate to the Tampa Bay Lightning.   Scott's a trainer.  He's only a few years into his career and very close to  doing exactly what he's always wanted to do...work for the NHL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott's a  great person and I couldn't be happier for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a weird  thing.  I don't know Scotty all that well, but I feel a kinship with him.  We  don't see each other all that often, but I think we both like each other a great  deal.  Whenever the two of us get together we laugh and tell stories and enjoy  each others company but neither of us has ever really made an effort to really  get to know each other that well.  I kind of wonder if that's something that  happens as you get older.  Do you have the friends you have and that's it?  Does  that ability to make new good friends go away because you've got what you need?   Or is that just something I've conjured to justify my lack of effort?  I dunno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'm going to the bar tonight to wish Scotty a fond farewell and  I'm sure we'll laugh and tell stories and enjoy each others company, as we've  always done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get away.  Work and the people  I work with are getting to me.  The place I live(not home by any stretch  anymore) is getting to me.  This city is getting to me.  I need to get  away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few years, I've had the ability to get away when I  needed to.  I've been able to jump on a jet and fly to a place where I could  escape Windsor and everything happening here and just get to be me and enjoy  being myself in a different surrounding, doing different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That  place isn't there for the foreseeable future, so what do I do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go  to the place I should have been from...Chicago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc, Rich and I are  going to the Windy City the second weekend in November to watch my Chicago Bears  trounce the sadly San Francisco 49ers.  Yes both legendary dynasties are in a  bit of a rut, but with Marc(a die hard 'Niners fan), Rich and I(Bears fans threw  and threw) there I'm thinking our teams are going to relive the rivalry that was  so alive and strong in the mid 80's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Chicago.  I have a great Aunt  and Uncle that live there and I've always thought of the city as where I was  meant to be.  I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112924991119033844?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112924991119033844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112924991119033844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112924991119033844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112924991119033844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/hellos-and-goodbyes.html' title='Hellos and Goodbyes...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112916643799390554</id><published>2005-10-12T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T19:20:38.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic of the Week: Infinite Crisis #1</title><content type='html'>Ok so today might be the biggest day in comic book history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 major, universe shattering series had issues out today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House of M #7 climaxed the series(kinda) and had all kinds of awesome stuff in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were any other week, that would be the comic of the week, hands down.  But it's not any other week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week it's time for a Crisis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every few years DC throws a Crisis that reinvents their universe and the way people view it.  The last major Crisis was Crisis on Infinite Earths, which took place in 1985.  CoIE took all of DC's continuity and regulated it to make sense in a current context.  It basically changed everything.  There was a lot of complaining done at the time, but it worked and it needed to be done.  The current Crisis is a direct spin off of that title, Infinite Crisis.  I don't want to spoil anything but by the end of the first book, it's VERY evident how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic of the Week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/?r=3454663"&gt;Infinite Crisis #1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="display_talent"&gt;Written by Geoff Johns; Art by Phil Jimenez &amp; Andy Lanning; Covers by Jim Lee &amp; Sandra Hope and George Pérez&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span class="display_copy"&gt;It's finally here: the comics event so massive that it built over the first half of 2005, through COUNTDOWN, DAY OF VENGEANCE, RANN/THANAGAR WAR, VILLAINS UNITED and THE OMAC PROJECT! Prepare for the dawn of the DCU's darkest day in INFINITE CRISIS, a 7-issue miniseries written by Geoff Johns (GREEN LANTERN, JSA) with art by Phil Jimenez (OTHERWORLD, &lt;i&gt;Uncanny X-Men&lt;/i&gt;) &amp;amp; Andy Lanning (OTHERWORLD) and covers by George Pérez (CRISIS ON INFINITE EARTHS) and Jim Lee (BATMAN, SUPERMAN) &amp;amp; Sandra hope! Surrounded by their most fearsome enemies, the world's greatest heroes are divided within and without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DC's icons — Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman — are joined by Nightwing, Supergirl, Donna Troy, Superboy, Robin, Wonder Girl, Green Lantern, the Flash and more as they face their most dire hour. What happens next will destroy friendships and lives, dictating the direction of the universe for the next generation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years in the making, the greatest event to hit the DCU in over two decades is about to explode — don't miss out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dccomics.com/comics/?cm=4336"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dccomics.com/comics/?cm=4336&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find your local comic book shop, try The Comic Shop Locator @ &lt;a href="http://csls.diamondcomics.com/"&gt;http://csls.diamondcomics.com/&lt;/a&gt; or call 1-888-COMIC BOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112916643799390554?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112916643799390554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112916643799390554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112916643799390554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112916643799390554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/comic-of-week-infinite-crisis-1.html' title='Comic of the Week: Infinite Crisis #1'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112878352182395223</id><published>2005-10-08T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:58:41.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic Of The Week</title><content type='html'>I had a lot of fun doing my 10 favorite albums post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day I used to do a weekly pick of whatever I thought was cool for that week. I once put my recipe for soup up, mainly because I'm lame like that. Anywho, I thought it might be fun to post an image of my favorite comic of the week, since I'm a big comic book pimp. If I can get 1 person(well, I've already done that so maybe 2 people) to start reading comics then I'll be happy. I love me some comics. &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/?r=3324819"&gt;I litterally wear my love for comics on my sleeve&lt;/a&gt;, and I'd just love for more people to get interested in the hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I'm going to do. After my near weekly trip to my comic book store(shout out to Border City Comics in Windsor, Ontario; My comic book store for more then 10 years) I'll pick my favorite book and post an image of it on my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/"&gt;moblog&lt;/a&gt; and give a little info about the book, from where ever I can find it(since I suck at writing synopsis').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week: &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/?r=3426634"&gt;Powers #13 Vol2&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers are dropping out of the sky, leaving bloody bodies in their wake. When one of the victims is revealed to be the cosmic guardian of our galaxy, Homicide Detectives Christian Walker and Deena Pilgrim find themselves knee deep in cosmic doo. And if things weren’t bad enough, Internal Affairs would like to have a word with Detective Pilgrim.&lt;br /&gt;All that and it's a perfect jumping on point for new readers!&lt;br /&gt;From the writer of some of your favorite marvel comics, (New Avengers, House of M, Ultimate Spider-Man, Daredevil, Secret War) comes a brand new chapter from the award winning book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.marvel.com/catalog/listing.htm?category=ICON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find your local comic book shop, try The Comic Shop Locator @ http://csls.diamondcomics.com/ or call 1-888-COMIC BOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I feel a lot better. Got to say some things I've held in for a while and I feel really good about it. Plus, sleep is a wonderful thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112878352182395223?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112878352182395223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112878352182395223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112878352182395223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112878352182395223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/comic-of-week.html' title='Comic Of The Week'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112854581945787012</id><published>2005-10-05T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:58:38.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top 10 Albums</title><content type='html'>So today I don't feel like writing about how depressed I am and thought I would tell you about my favorite albums. I've always thought that the kind of music a person likes says a lot about them. Music has a lot of meaning in my life. There are times where I just stop listening to music, but my love for it always comes back and it usually helps me quite a bit. So anyway, here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in any particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.geocities.com/ninaramsby/"&gt;Salt&lt;/a&gt; - Ausculate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/ninaramsby/saltausculate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.eelstheband.com/main.asp"&gt;Eels&lt;/a&gt; - Daisies of the Galaxy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.eelstheband.com/discography/images/daisiesdsc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sloanmusic.com/home/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sloan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Twice Removed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.sloanmusic.com/images/discography/l_twiceremoved.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.qotsa.com/flash.html"&gt;Queens of the Stone Age&lt;/a&gt; - Songs for the Deaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://img271.imageshack.us/img271/3379/catalogmt192188159910886316984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.foofighters.com/"&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/a&gt; - The Colour and the Shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://img271.imageshack.us/img271/4120/b000002uks01sclzzzzzzz1zf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.blur.co.uk/site.html"&gt;Blur&lt;/a&gt; - 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://img271.imageshack.us/img271/2254/amg192132297416175eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.primusville.com/"&gt;Primus&lt;/a&gt; - Antipop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.musicmatic.de/P/Primus_3a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.publicenemy.com/"&gt;Public Enemy&lt;/a&gt; - Apocalypse 91: The Enemy Strikes Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.bluebeat.com/i/a/l/l11703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.toolband.com/"&gt;Tool&lt;/a&gt; - Aenima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://homepage.mac.com/prodriguez/artwork/tool/aenima.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.thewho.net/"&gt;The Who&lt;/a&gt; - Meaty, Beaty, Big and Bouncy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 161px;" src="http://www.thewho.net/discography/albums/covers/meatybeaty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost feel bad because I didn't even put a lot of my favorite bands on the list. Music has brought a lot to my life and these change time to time, so I might do another list somewhere down the line with completely different albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, check this stuff out.  It's great and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112854581945787012?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112854581945787012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112854581945787012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112854581945787012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112854581945787012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-top-10-albums.html' title='My Top 10 Albums'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112846605946922054</id><published>2005-10-04T18:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T16:57:17.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Become Whatever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;become  whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;some say it ain't much to do at  all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;some say i'd rather wait than react at  all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;your ache will  return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;and your soul will  resign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;i know that your resistance will be  strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;and if you wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;become whatever you  want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;want whatever you want  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;do whatever you like to  do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;and you can become whatever you  want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;want whatever you like to  do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;all the way  through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;believe your decisions won't be  wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;reply to those who  care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;cause it'll make you  strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;you will reform yourself  again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;your ache wasn't there just to  hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;no you don't have to be afraid  now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;once you receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;no you don't have to  be disguised now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;you didn't do  wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;and if you wanna go  there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;you have to let it out  again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;now maybe you should go  there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;you have to let it out all the way  through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;and if you wanna go  there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;you have to let it out  again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;now if you wanna go  there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;now all the way  through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;now all the way  through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/ninaramsby/gtmlogo1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Become Whatever by  Grand Tone Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Still not feeling great about a lot of things. Only slept for about 2 hours last night. It's a horrible feeling when you try to sleep and starting thinking in circles. This song made me feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone remembers the band Salt from the mid 90's post grunge era, Grand Tone Music has the same lead singer. Salt's Ausculate album is one of my all time favorites. After a few years of trying to find more info about them, I stumbled across the lead singer's name(Nina Ramsby) on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://amazon.com/"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt;.  After a little more searching I found &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.geocities.com/ninaramsby/index.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; amazing website(along with the corresponding Yahoo newsgroup). Since then, her music is pretty much all I've been listening to(the fact that I don't have the speakers on my computer set up and that most of my Cd's are in boxes doesn't help). Grand Tone Music's Album "Go To Hell" is almost exactly how I feel at the moment. It's sad and slow, but uplifting at the same time. Kind of weird to be depressed and optimistic at the same time. I dunno. That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&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/10200237-112846605946922054?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112846605946922054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112846605946922054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112846605946922054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112846605946922054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/become-whatever.html' title='Become Whatever...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112839874042437518</id><published>2005-10-03T12:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T22:05:40.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Kicked When I'm Down...</title><content type='html'>So I need to get some stuff off my chest and I figure what better forum then my  blog for it.  If you've read lately or even for about the last 6 or 8 months,  you know that I've been down.  I've been depressed and miserable in every way  since May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had to deal with the slow dissolve of a long time  "relationship", my mother being in the hospital for depression, a job that I  don't like and that's getting worse, the fact that I'm almost 30 and not doing  anything productive with my life and, within the last month, the discovery that  my aunt and cousin have moved into my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are just bad and I'm  not happy and I don't know what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year my family  doctor diagnosed me as having the same kind of depression issues my mother has.   He prescribed me anti-depressants and sleeping pills.  I didn't have the  prescription filled.  I don't know now if that was a good idea or not, but it  was a decision I made and I stand by it.  But a year has gone by and I don't  feel any better.  I still feel down, I'm still having sleeping issues and I  don't have a lot of confidence in my will to want better things and go out and  do it.  My confidence is shot and I don't know how to make myself feel better.   So I'm thinking it might be time to start with those pills.  It's scary, but I  think I have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know though.  It would mean a big change  in my life.  No more drinking just for starters.  I just don't know what to  do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To any of my friends that read  this(not that there's a lot), I'm sorry if I have hurt any feelings or said  anything or done anything that has hurt you.  You've been there for me despite  not knowing everything that has gone on and I appreciate it more then you will  know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112839874042437518?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112839874042437518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112839874042437518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112839874042437518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112839874042437518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/getting-kicked-when-im-down.html' title='Getting Kicked When I&apos;m Down...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112827947206144527</id><published>2005-10-02T12:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T12:57:52.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Agony"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I gonna be all right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No I'm not gonna be all right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing is all right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I gonna see the sun come up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or am I going down?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'cause every day I'm here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I feel is sheer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends tellin' me that maybe I need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some psychiatric help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah they're always so quick to tell you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just how to get on with it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I look into the mirror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all I see is age, fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And agony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I could just remember what it was like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was younger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before all the joy and happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was replaced with hunger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now all I've got to show for the seeds that didn't grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is agony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Agony by Eels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Long week. Need rest. Down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'slater,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Luthor...slater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112827947206144527?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112827947206144527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112827947206144527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112827947206144527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112827947206144527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/10/agony.html' title='&quot;Agony&quot;'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112795153997743594</id><published>2005-09-28T19:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:52:19.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Comics...</title><content type='html'>For those that have been reading for a while, you know that I've been really  impressed with what DC has been doing with the build up for Infinite Crisis.   Everything within the DCU has been leading up to this one major event.  It's  spectacular.  I can honestly say that as a long time comic book reader(we're  talking almost 20 years), I've never witnessed anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of  it this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBS suddenly decides to reinvent themselves as a TV  Network.  Without hurting the quality or the integrity of the shows, they  seamlessly interweave everything so that it all takes place in one world.   Things happening on "The Young and The Restless" effect the characters on CSI.   "The King of Queens" is best friends with Gibbs from "NCIS" and on and it goes.   We all know it would never work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In comics, it has to.  Continuity means  everything for comic book fans.  If something happens one issue and there's no  effect or the effect is undone with no explanation, continuity buffs go nuts.   What DC has done is remarkable.  Every DC book has that same underlining feeling  that something big is about to happen.  All their characters have that same  sense of "what the *uck is happening?"  It's awesome and it's really  reinvigorated my love of their characters and comics as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've  been building to this moment for about 2 years(and some things that happened 25  - 40 years ago have been made to look like they were made for this moment,  that's how seamless things have been).  The moment is only a few weeks away and  I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112795153997743594?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112795153997743594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112795153997743594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112795153997743594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112795153997743594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-comics.html' title='I Love Comics...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112735561931357543</id><published>2005-09-21T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T20:37:33.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>See, I'm Doing Stuff...</title><content type='html'>Told you I was going to make an effort. Just added a moblog. You can visit it at &lt;a href="http://luthor.textamerica.com/"&gt;luthor.textamerica.com&lt;/a&gt;. I've also got a link thing under my profile. Some of the pictures are old and pretty funny...including one of me with hair. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I had to add a word verifier on the comments.  As soon as I posted this the first time I got some weird comments.  Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112735561931357543?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112735561931357543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112735561931357543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112735561931357543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112735561931357543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/09/see-im-doing-stuff.html' title='See, I&apos;m Doing Stuff...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112734960993337649</id><published>2005-09-21T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:40:09.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At Long Last...PART 2!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sooooo where was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we had just  entered the Caboto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's been awhile my memories are somewhat  hazy.  We got to the Caboto and kind of sat around waiting for whatever to  start.  We took some pictures(as an aside, sooner or later I'm going to start a  moblog, when I do I'll have some pictures from the day when the time comes), and  kind of goofed around.  For some reason Sam(Rich's brother in law) and  I  started singing"Dust in the Wind" earlier in the day.  While we were goofing  around, I decided to take the house mic and do it to the small audience already  there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greeting line was odd.  Since there was only about 20 people of  the 200 or that I knew there was a lot of phony "Hi, nice to meet you" moments.   By nature I'm not really a social person, so in circumstances like that I really  have no idea how to act.  I think I did ok, but you never know.  The entire time  Marc and I sent our friend, Rod, to get drinks for us.  So after an hour in the  greeting line I can honestly say I was "a little tipsy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the  greeting line we sat down for dinner.  Food at the Caboto Club is always  awesome.  Our meal consisted of Salad, some furry wet thing(which wasn't awesome  in the slightest), pasta, chicken, mushroom, beef and some ice cream thing for  desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner I pulled my usual dumbass routine and somehow  managed to get pasta sauce on the sleeve of my shirt.  So I had to wear the  jacket for the rest of the evening.  Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, they  started the speeches.  Lori's co-maids of honour did and excellent job with what  they said.  Marc was the best man at the wedding.  He had been fretting making  the speech since before Rich asked him to be the best man.  I honestly think a  part of him had been dreading the moment since Rich was born.  He got up there  and killed.  He told a story about a time he and I went to London to visit Rich  and Lori.  Rich had said there were light flurries there so we thought nothing  of it and headed on our merry way.  About half way there it was apparent that  "light flurries" was near blizzard conditions.  I smoked about a pack on the two  hour plus ride there.  It's a story that we all love, and literally, everytime  we see each other it comes up.  The crowd was in stitches.  Marc tore the house  down.  It was awesome and I couldn't have been happier for him and the job he  did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich and Lori both did their speeches.  They were very emotional and  I think made everyone feel very appreciated and loved.  It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By  this time, I really have foggy memories.  I think I had drank about a bottle of  wine, 7 or 8 rum 'n cokes and whatever else was put in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  remember calling my mom and talking to her.  I remember having a pretty decent  and funny conversation with Lori's dad.  I think I danced with Nicole and Mrs.  Doyon.  I've been told that I was dancing by myself in a corner, with some kind  of goofy look on my face.  I know I didn't dance with Lori(although she says we  might have, so who knows).  Lots of drinks = less and less remembered.  I know I  also kissed a bunch of people that I hardly know and some that I do know and,  unfortunately, I also kissed Sam and Marc on the top of their heads.  Ugh...yet  another incident I will NEVER live down.  Alcohol is an EVIL thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we  were cleaning up, I was carrying some stuff out to the cars and some a$$hole  watched as I was trying to get the door and let me drop everything in my hand  before he decided he should open the door.  Prick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a  pretty cool day.  I don't know if I'll ever be asked to stand in another one,  but if I am, I wouldn't hesitate.  It was cool and it made me feel really good  and very loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now that that is  done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make a concerted effort to get this back on track.  I  still have a story or two from my vacation to talk about and I will get to that  eventually.  There have been a lot of changes in my day to day life, so it's  making things harder to keep things up.  I kind of think I'm a little depressed  too and that doesn't make things any easier.  Stuff is hard right now.  I've  fallen out with a few people and I don't know if I'll be able to get back on  track with them and that upsets me a great deal.  I haven't spoken to moojenny  in about 2 months.  Jen and I go threw this every time she starts dating  someone.   I wish her nothing but the best but my feelings are very hurt at the  same time.  I don't understand why it's such a chore for some people just to  write an email saying hello.  That's not just a shot at Jenny, but a few people  as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing well and sticks with me until I get the  blog back up to speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112734960993337649?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112734960993337649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112734960993337649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112734960993337649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112734960993337649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/09/at-long-lastpart-2.html' title='At Long Last...PART 2!!!'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112614561027346952</id><published>2005-09-07T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T18:44:28.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update: UGH!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, some things you should know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Computer problems suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Computer problems and moving sucks more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate the world more then I usually do right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll get this back to what it once was soon, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Part 2 will be up; Again I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Sneak Peek of part 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 360px;" src="http://img203.imageshack.us/img203/3645/13yb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 383px; height: 24px;" src="http://img137.imageshack.us/my.php?image=326wl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor will return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Soon...I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112614561027346952?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112614561027346952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112614561027346952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112614561027346952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112614561027346952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/09/quick-update-ugh.html' title='Quick Update: UGH!!!'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112455103263518737</id><published>2005-08-20T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T09:17:12.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know...but I have a real excuse this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is on the fritz and I think I might have to replace it.  It's been randomly turning off, and I've been getting little flickie things all over my screen.  I had this problem once before a few years ago and I had to replace the mother board and chipset.  At this stage of the game I think I'd be better off just replacing the whole thing.  BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update this from work when I get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Part 2 of my last post will be up, I just wanted to leave a short post letting everyone know whats going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112455103263518737?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112455103263518737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112455103263518737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112455103263518737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112455103263518737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/08/ugh.html' title='UGH!'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112387598809746298</id><published>2005-08-12T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:46:28.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Long Since My Last Post...</title><content type='html'>Well it's August 12.  My last post was July 22...my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last month  has been absolutely insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood at my friends Richard and Lori's  Wedding, traveled across Midwest America, celebrated my birthday and a whole  bunch of other things.  I'll try to catch up as much as possible but I'm not  sure I'll be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last post I had a picture up with &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.brethart.com/"&gt;Bret Hart&lt;/a&gt;(my all time favorite wrestler), &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.obsessedwithwrestling.com/profiles/j/jim-neidhart.html"&gt;Jim  Niedhart&lt;/a&gt;(Bret's tag partner) and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.answers.com/topic/jimmy-hart"&gt;Jimmy Hart&lt;/a&gt;(their manager)  collectively known as the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.obsessedwithwrestling.com/profiles/h/hart-foundation-original.html"&gt;Hart  Foundation&lt;/a&gt;.  They did a signing at a recent &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="bordercitywrestling.com"&gt;BCW&lt;/a&gt; show and as soon  as I heard about it I knew I had to attend.  Getting to meet childhood heroes is  awesome.  BCW has led to 2 for me.  Here's to MANY more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following  week was spent mostly taking care of wedding stuff for Rich and Lori.  This was  my first time standing at a wedding so I really had no idea what to expect.  The  rehearsal dinner was Thursday night.  I drank WAY more then I should have and  was VERY hung over that Friday.  We spent most of the day Friday just doing  little odds and ends(and when I say we I mean most of the Doyon Family, I spent  most of the day huddled in a ball in a corner regretting how having those last 7  drinks the night before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the big day.  I got to the Doyon  house hold around 11 and got dressed(this was also my first time in a tux and I  must say, I looked HOT).  We got to the church around 2ish and started with the  duties of escorting guests to seats.  Much to my surprise my Mom came to the  church.  The hardest part of my day was introducing my Mom to Mr. and Mrs.  Doyon.  The Doyon's have pretty well adopted me as one of their own and it was  just a really weird thing to introduce them to each other.  It was the only time  in the day that I almost cried.  Only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony was very nice.   Father Claire was excellent and made sure to make open gestures to everyone, no  matter their beliefs.  I really think that if more religious leaders took that  kind of stance the world would be a happier and more productive place, but  that's a rant for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.citywindsor.ca/000223.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Willistead Manor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for  pictures.  I was terrified.  Seeing as I sweat when I'm going up the stairs, I  had visions of sweating right through my tux and looking like a complete boob  while the pictures were taking place.  I got lucky though, as it was beautiful  that day.  We got the pictures done and nary a drop fell from my ample  forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have more about the wedding and more in a few days.  I  just found out I'm on my way to the family cottage for the night so I have to  get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See in you a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112387598809746298?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112387598809746298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112387598809746298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112387598809746298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112387598809746298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/08/too-long-since-my-last-post.html' title='Too Long Since My Last Post...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112209312984376473</id><published>2005-07-22T22:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T22:34:03.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best There Is, The Best There Was and The Best There Ever Will Be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img220.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dscn05928kz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img220.imageshack.us/img220/4494/dscn05928kz.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Jimmy "The Mouth Of The South" Hart, Jim "The Anvil" Neidhart and Bret "The Hitman" Hart&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Click image to view&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112209312984376473?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112209312984376473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112209312984376473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112209312984376473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112209312984376473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/07/best-there-is-best-there-was-and-best.html' title='The Best There Is, The Best There Was and The Best There Ever Will Be...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112187885504447398</id><published>2005-07-20T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T11:02:15.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jim Aparo Passes on...</title><content type='html'>Just found out that one of my favorite Comic Book Artists has passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Aparo"&gt;Jim Aparo&lt;/a&gt; was the artist on Batman when I first started reading comics, and to me, his version of Batman IS Batman. He was also the artist on my first &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.thecomicshop.com.au/covers/comics/b/braveandthebold-181-dc-nm.jpg"&gt;Hawk &amp; Dove&lt;/a&gt; comic, two of my favorite characters.   His best known work has to be the "&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Batman:_A_Death_in_the_Family"&gt;Batman: Death in The Family&lt;/a&gt;" series.   "Batman: A Death in The Family" was the series that featured the death of the second Robin, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jason_Todd#Jason_Peter_Todd"&gt;Jason Todd&lt;/a&gt;.   Arguably, he's also responsible for the best known piece of Batman art, the cover to "Batman: A Death in The Family".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 432px;" src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/5541/jimaparobatmangallerypg317fa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jim Aparo 1932 - 2005&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112187885504447398?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112187885504447398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112187885504447398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112187885504447398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112187885504447398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/07/jim-aparo-passes-on.html' title='Jim Aparo Passes on...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112162915309369649</id><published>2005-07-17T15:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T13:39:13.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Quick Note...</title><content type='html'>I got some props for helping with a story on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="pwinsider.com/index56.asp"&gt;PWinsider.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Just wanted to let everyone know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.pwinsider.com/ViewArticle.asp?id=11722&amp;amp;p=1"&gt;Click here to read it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112162915309369649?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112162915309369649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112162915309369649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112162915309369649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112162915309369649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-quick-note.html' title='Just a Quick Note...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112162443039727681</id><published>2005-07-17T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T12:20:30.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.art.com/images/PRODUCTS/large/10221000/10221434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saw this last night for the first time. I have  mixed feelings about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way Doctor Doom was  written and played was WAY over the top, and they royally screwed up his origin  and powers. Doom is an over the top character and should be played that way, but  the movie portrayed him as a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silver_Age_of_Comic_Books"&gt;Silver Age&lt;/a&gt;  cheese ball villain, complete with bad lines and unnecessary diatribe. The comic  book Doom doesn't have special powers, he uses his mass intellect to do his  misdeeds. That was another bone of contention; Doom(comic book) doesn't view  himself as a villain. Doom does what he does because he feels that his way is  the only way and he believes that he's always in the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know  if it was me or not, but it appeared that the film creators started to run out  of budget funds. Fantastic Four should have been the most brilliant over the top  special effects movie ever made. Their lives are truly fantastic and have  extraordinary things happen to them every day. The rare use of their abilities  in the film show that there just wasn't enough cash to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  Thing(Ben Grimm) is a big rocky guy. As in, made out of rocks. I never had that  feeling with the character in the movie. The foam suit just never did it for me.  See below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic Book Thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fantastic-four.nl/thingrs.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie Thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.omelete.com.br/imagens/cinema/news/quarteto_fantastico/coisa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The ultra cheesiness of the script really didn't  do too much for me either. Johnny(the Human Torch) was played more goofy then  cocky most of the time and has some of the cheesiest lines in comic book cinema  history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They nailed the relationships in the group  really really well(except for Doom and Reed).  Sue(the Invisible Women) was  loves Reed(Mr. Fantastic) but wants him to be less book worm and more take  charge leading man.  Johnny annoys the hell out of Ben, but respects him above  all else.  Reed and Ben are best friends, with Reed as the brains and Ben as the  brawn.  Those dynamics came across really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.michaelchiklis.com/mikesite.html"&gt;Michael Chiklis&lt;/a&gt; nailed  Ben Grimm.  Ben is a big guy with a big heart but can easily be manipulated.   Despite his deformed figure, he's the most human of the Fantastic Four(and maybe  in all of Comics).  Ben wants to do right, but is sometimes overcome by his  monstrous appearance.  Chiklis got all that down pat and is by far the best part  of this film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the fact that they set up at least 2 other movies  without making it blatant for "average Joe" none comic book reader.  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alicia_Masters"&gt;Alicia Masters&lt;/a&gt;'  introduction was very subtle, and if you don't know comics, you would have no  idea what she brings to the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to see Jessica Alba in skin  tight clothes is ALWAYS a good thing.  If the movie has just been her walking  around in that suit, I would have left the theater  satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this better then I thought I would.   As I've said before, Comic Book movies are hard for me.  I love and know these  characters well and sometimes the transition from the page to the screen is  rough.  While this one was far from perfect, it was enjoyable.  If you can  overcome some of the cheesy dialogue and lack of special effects, then I think  most people would enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Two  days, two huge posts.  Will I make it three?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112162443039727681?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112162443039727681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112162443039727681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112162443039727681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112162443039727681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/07/saw-this-last-night-for-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112155903995578611</id><published>2005-07-16T20:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T18:10:39.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Say One Thing, Do Another...</title><content type='html'>So I said I was going to be updating a lot this week and didn't end up doing any  updates at all.  I think I have some kind of writers block.  I tried to write a  couple of things during the week but nothing really turned out the way I wanted  it to, so I put them in ye olde blogs "saved posts" file and there they still  be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was really really long.  I did very little work and did  very little else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I did do productively this week was  plan my summer vacation.  My buddy, Marc, and I have planned out more then a few  days of frivolity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we're off to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.explorestlouis.com/"&gt;St Louis, Missouri&lt;/a&gt; to see a &lt;a href="http://stlouis.cardinals.mlb.com/NASApp/mlb/index.jsp?c_id=stl"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cardinals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; game, tour &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.budweisertours.com/docs/stltour.htm"&gt;Budweiser's brewing  facility&lt;/a&gt; and take in the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.stlouisarch.com/"&gt;Gateway Arch&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we're off to  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://travel.yahoo.com/p-travelguide-477202-columbia_vacations-i"&gt;Columbia&lt;/a&gt;  to visit a friend and enjoy some &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.missouriwine.com/textonly.asp?Dept_ID=0&amp;NavButton=01&amp;amp;Main=Y.asp"&gt;wine&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.studenthookitup.com/mo/mu/activities/bars/live_music.html#Tropical"&gt;slushy  drinks&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we're going to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.terrehaute.com/thportal.htm"&gt;Terre Haute, Indiana&lt;/a&gt;.  Why you  ask?  Well it seems the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.colts.com/"&gt;Indianapolis Colts&lt;/a&gt; are having an open training camp there.  So we're going to crash that party and try to get  some autographs from my boy &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.peytonmanning.com/home.html"&gt;Peyton&lt;/a&gt; and his  crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up we're driving to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dayton.net/dayton/"&gt;Dayton, Ohio&lt;/a&gt;(or there abouts) to crash  for a night and just kind of relax, but the next day, we're going back to the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.profootballhof.com/"&gt;Pro Football Hall of Fame&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.cityofcanton.com/"&gt;Canton, Ohio&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm of the impression  things are going to be pretty insane around those parts come that time(it's the  day after the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.profootballhof.com/enshrinement/game.jsp"&gt;Hall of Fame  game&lt;/a&gt;), but Marc seems to think it will be dead and we'll have no problem  getting in.  Time will tell on that one I suppose.  We might hit a few more  spots after that as time and money allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to work a  little over the next week on changing the template for this blog.  I've been  talking about doing it for a while, and now that I have some time off, I might  as well.  I want to do something completely different.  I have a few ideas(ask  Peggy, she'll tell you), but since I'm neither HTML literate nor artistic, it's  kind of hard.  I'd like to register a domain name and turn this into a full  website, but I'm weary of spending the money and not using the site  often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to do a podcast, like badly.  I don't talk about it  often, but I went to college for radio and I think doing a weekly podcast might  be like doing my radio show again, minus the whole music thing.  I have wild  ambitions and little drive, so who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really digging &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://blogs.indiewire.com/morganspurlock/"&gt;Morgan Spurlock&lt;/a&gt;'s TV show,  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.fxnetworks.com/shows/originals/30days/main.html"&gt;30 Days&lt;/a&gt;.   The basic concept of the show is to take someone and place them in a totally  different life for 30 days and see how it changes them when the time is over.   There's only been 5 episodes, thus far, but it's become something I just can't  miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.comic-con.org/index.php"&gt;San Diego Comic-Con&lt;/a&gt;.  San Diego  was the first big comic book convention and remained that way for a long long  time.  Over the last few years its been over shadowed by the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.wizarduniverse.com/conventions/chicago.cfm"&gt;Wizard Convention  in Chicago&lt;/a&gt;, but it's still huge.  There's a lot of news coming out of it and  I'm really very stoked about what's coming out comic wise over the next year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of comics(well kind of but not really), I've decided on my next  tattoo.  I'm just looking for someone to design it for me.  If you are artistic  and interested or know anyone who would be interested &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="mailto:wrestlelexxx@gmail.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt; and let me know.  It's really  simple and wouldn't require a whole heck of a lot of effort.  Let me  know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you'll hear more out of me in the coming  days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Check out my side bar  over the next few days, I'll be adding &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://digg.com/users/Luthor"&gt;My Digg News&lt;/a&gt; to it shortly.  By the way,  you should be checking out &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://diggnation.typepad.com/"&gt;Diggnation&lt;/a&gt;, a weekly podcast featuring  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.kevinrose.com/"&gt;Kevin Rose&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://alexalbrecht.typepad.com/"&gt; Alex Albrecht&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112155903995578611?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112155903995578611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112155903995578611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112155903995578611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112155903995578611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/07/say-one-thing-do-another.html' title='Say One Thing, Do Another...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112081264495259045</id><published>2005-07-08T04:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T02:50:44.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 4am...Do You Know Where Your Luthor Is?</title><content type='html'>So here it is 4 am and I'm at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scheduled to come in early to get a little O.T. to make up sometime for the impending Shut Down. I got here and watched as all the plant denizens left. When I got to my post I was shocked and amazed to discover...hey look...they sent my part of the plant home too...which means...I'm here 4 hours early and have SFA to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not blog a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's attacks in England have left me with that same OMG feeling I had after 9/11. I think everyone gets that. What's next? Where's next? During the whole 9/11 thing, living where I live, I always had a feeling we were going to get hit. Every attack since I've had that same feeling. It's eerie and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a &lt;a href="moojenny.blogspot.com"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; that lives over there(who I haven't spoken more then 5 words to in about a month), is also a concern. I'm really worried for her and I hope she is doing ok. Having something like that happen so close to home can't be easy. I'm thinking of you Jen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happier stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Horton's coffee at this time is always a good thing. I think I could easily drink a pot of this stuff right now. It's about the only thing(well besides the extra pay) that makes coming into work this early worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still really into DC's whole Infinite Crisis storyline. There are so many angles and everything is coming at so many different directions, it's just really cool because you don't know whats going to happen next. Marvel's House of M has been pretty decent thus far as well, but it doesn't have the same kind of feel as Crisis. Crisis has the feeling that something BIG is about to happen in the DCU, where as House of M feels like another Marvel story(which isn't really a knock, just doesn't feel as special...and run on paragraph ends....now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time favorite wrestler is coming to Windsor. Bret "The Hitman" Hart is going to be doing a special autograph signing at the next BCW show. I'm stoked and hope to get a chance to meet him. Meeting King Kong Bundy(who was my childhood favorite) was pretty freaking rad and I doubt Bret would dissappoint. Bret and Bundy would make it 2 heroes met...only about 400 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have nothing to do, I just went and searched around and found myself a Double Chocolate glazed doughnut. SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my stories made the main page on Digg. Click &lt;a href="http://digg.com/deals/List_of_Free_Zinio_Subscriptions"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to get some free mags on your computer. I also posted another story about Audioscrobbler and got bashed for it being a DUPE. To the dude that told me to "do a f#cking search", I thought Digg's story submit search would find anything with Audioscrobbler in the title.  It didn't. The only thing it found was an Audioscrobbler competitor. I'm sorry that I wasted a whole 30 seconds of your life. I'm sure the 5 minutes you surely took to find the other stories and bash me was well worth while. And by the way, BLOW ME ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this has taken up a whole 30 minutes. Now I have another 3 1/2 hours to blow with not a thing to do. Fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'll probably be posting a lot over the next few weeks. There's not going to be a whole lot going on so I'll be bored often and this is definately and outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS: Click &lt;a href="http://www.audioscrobbler.com/user/lexxxluthor"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HERE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see what I'm listening too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSS(wow, that's a lotta s'):  The &lt;a href="http://eelstheband.com/main.asp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eel's webpage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a link to a 30 minue sample of the show they are currently doing.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.kcrw.org/cgi-bin/db/kcrw.pl?show_code=mb&amp;air_date=5/9/05&amp;amp;tmplt_type=show"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HERE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to take a look(you need REAL PLAYER, or &lt;a href="http://www.free-codecs.com/download/Real_Alternative.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REAL Alternative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112081264495259045?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112081264495259045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112081264495259045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112081264495259045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112081264495259045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-4amdo-you-know-where-your-luthor.html' title='It&apos;s 4am...Do You Know Where Your Luthor Is?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-112031676657647352</id><published>2005-07-02T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T09:06:06.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Knew There Was Something I Was Forgetting...</title><content type='html'>Umm...hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week I've had that feeling like I forgot something.  Well, just remembered what it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye Olde Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, week in review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Got up early, had a shower, had a smoke, went to work, did the same thing 500 times, came home and did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Thursday: Lather, Rinse and Repeat.(Thursday night I went to see War of The Worlds.  Good blowing stuff up kind of movie.  Lots of blood and guts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Happy Canada Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second year in a row, I spent Canada Day in Detroit.  Marc, Nic, a friend of Nic's(who's name totally escapes me) and I went to the Detroit Beer Company for lunch followed by a trip to&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.oaklandmall.com/"&gt; Oakland Mall&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food = Good.&lt;br /&gt;Beer = Good.&lt;br /&gt;Finding a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.titanstower.com/source/libearly/hawkndove.html"&gt;toy&lt;/a&gt; I've been looking for = Made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back from the States(I think thats a Windsor thing, anytime we head over to Detroit or go on vacation over there, we all say, "we're going to the States."  Anytime I've read or seen people from anywhere else going that way they refer to it as America...just an odd little thing..and that side note ends), we headed over to Marc and Nic's parents for a (now) yearly BBQ.  Good food, good drink and good company.  I don't think you can ask for much more on a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend looks slow...and I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for taking so long to update.  I'll have more to say soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-112031676657647352?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/112031676657647352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=112031676657647352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112031676657647352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/112031676657647352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-knew-there-was-something-i-was.html' title='I Knew There Was Something I Was Forgetting...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111976657063205647</id><published>2005-06-26T02:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T00:16:10.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=" http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0XAAFAyMbT!4*qHVRNPszCb76Q!cKU77!mWT8pXR2zOkuLb!wH6*P1uleOVWiPCD1T5CDWKoxkoYsEL0sZTCK5hzya6egvZVPqlZua5*w1*nbXD*yQlU!3NTVE!Di8l*s5ShFvVPjXR0/Batman%20Begins%20Poster%20(2005).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm going to regret this later, but I just got home from seeing this and I have to admit...I didn't like it much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111976657063205647?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111976657063205647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111976657063205647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111976657063205647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111976657063205647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111971664267265638</id><published>2005-06-25T09:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T10:25:20.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just What I Needed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;June 24, 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Royal Oak Music  Theatre Presents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 80px;" src="http://www.eelstheband.com/tourdates/images/withstringshead2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ofcourse I was there. Of the about 200 or so  concerts I've gone to this was, by far, the most unique of the  bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I've seen Eels they've rocked the house, but this tour  isn't about the rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Eels...with Strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.eelstheband.com/biography/index.asp"&gt;E&lt;/a&gt;(you know, coolest  man on the face of the planet) accompanied by a string orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They played a wide range of Eels music(although my  friend, Marc, thought they didn't play enough old stuff). From &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/e/eels/45143.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I Like Birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/eels/railroadman.html"&gt;Railroad Man&lt;/a&gt; to  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/shrek/mybelovedmonster.htm"&gt;My Beloved  Monster&lt;/a&gt;. They even played &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://ringtones.duble.com/polyphonic/misc/various-artists-ringtones/various-artists-novocaine-for-the-soul.htm"&gt;Novacaine  for the Soul&lt;/a&gt;(probably the song they are most known for), which gradually  turned into what can best be described as a sonic mind f*ck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things has always been when artist reinterpret their own music and that was what this show was all about. E took slow songs and made them slower. He took hard rocking songs and made them harder, but with softer music. I can't do it justice in my description. Eels rock. Not much more to it then that. If they release an Ep of this tour(as they have done in the past), it's a definite must buy...and if you live in a city they haven't played yet, get off your ass and get to this show. You won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To John  Legend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from  E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111971664267265638?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111971664267265638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111971664267265638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111971664267265638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111971664267265638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-what-i-needed.html' title='Just What I Needed...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111939522902250033</id><published>2005-06-21T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T17:07:09.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trouble With Dreams...</title><content type='html'>Having weird dreams is nothing new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far back as I can remember,  I've had this one reoccurring dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about 5(which is about the time  the dream started), fighting with my grandfather about going to bed in the house  I lived in during that part of my life. I'm doing the usual little kid rant  about monsters under the bed, boogey men in the closet and just not wanting to  miss out on anything. My grandfather does a pretty hefty inspection of the room  to let me know alls clear; I give in and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That part of the  dream has always remained the same no matter what. Old house, young Me,  Grandfather etc etc. From here on things are different, but usually follow the  same road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear a cross between &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.christusrex.org/www2/cantgreg/cantus/co_videns_dominus.mp3"&gt;Gregorian  Chant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.christusrex.org/www2/cantgreg/cantus/co_videns_dominus.mp3"&gt;ing  Monks&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.a1freesoundeffects.com/chimp.wav"&gt;monkey screams&lt;/a&gt; and my bed  starts to lower. When this happens I'm usually whatever age I am while I'm  having the dream. I'm no longer in my room(One side note: with the exception of  when I was in college I have never had a bedroom that didn't have another floor  beneath me). I can see what looks like the ruins of some kind of lost  city(imagine a scary &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.gotfuturama.com/Information/Encyc-58-Old_New_York/"&gt;Old New  York from Futurama&lt;/a&gt;) and a lot of non-corporeal eyes staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never  feel like I'm in danger, but I do have the urge to get away.  Around this time I  feel a thunk and see a bunch of little green/white hands grab the sides of the  bed(which is what ever bed I'm currently sleeping in while I'm having the dream)  and I can feel myself being carried(most of the time the motion synchronizes to  the monkey scream chants).  I always have the urge to see what's carrying me,  but I'm too afraid to look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes all disappear, the noises stop and all I  can see is black.  Then there's a flicker of light off in the distance(it  appears up).  I hear foreign laughter and feel a big heave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling up  towards the light.  The closer I get to the light the clearer it gets.  Just as  I'm about to hit it, I recognize it.  It's the underside of a sewer grate.  I  pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I "wake up" in a pile of garbage(as the age I am while having  the dream) in front of my grandparents house.  My grandmother is standing on the  porch shouting for me to get in the house and get ready for school.  Behind me,  on the street coming from the sewer grate, I can hear the monkey chants and the  same foreign laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wake up and feel embarrassed, confused  and terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why write about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this dream, for the  first time in about 4 years, Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any dream interpretation would  be welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111939522902250033?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111939522902250033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111939522902250033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111939522902250033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111939522902250033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/trouble-with-dreams.html' title='The Trouble With Dreams...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111913104928689334</id><published>2005-06-18T17:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T15:44:09.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing Up To The Moon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; So i wrote it all in a letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; But i don't know if it came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; The nurse she likes my writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; So she keeps it just like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; So that it won't get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I won't be denied this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; 'fore i go out of my mind over matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Got my foot on the ladder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; And i'm climbing up to the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Got a sky that looks like heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Got an earth that looks like shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; And it's getting hard to tell where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; What i am ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; And what they're making me begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I won't be denied this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; 'fore i go out of my mind over matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Got my foot on the ladder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; And i'm climbing up to the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Saturday in the yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; They'll bring you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; We'll lay down on the grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; And watch as the sky closes in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I won't be denied this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; 'fore i go out of my mind over matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Got my foot on the ladder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And i'm climbing up to the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Climbing Up to the Moon" - Eels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Thinking of doing a Q+A post.  Use the comments if you have any questions you want answered.&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/10200237-111913104928689334?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111913104928689334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111913104928689334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111913104928689334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111913104928689334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/climbing-up-to-moon.html' title='Climbing Up To The Moon...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111897570797245098</id><published>2005-06-16T20:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T20:35:07.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grade School Test(This Made Me Laugh)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://krose.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/kids_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 353px;" src="http://krose.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/kids_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111897570797245098?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111897570797245098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111897570797245098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111897570797245098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111897570797245098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/grade-school-testthis-made-me-laugh.html' title='Grade School Test(This Made Me Laugh)...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111887835306564186</id><published>2005-06-15T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T17:32:33.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Wait For Vacation...</title><content type='html'>Last night marked the one thing that always shows it's time for me to take vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt about cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about doing my job.  As if doing it all day long wasn't bad enough, I dreamt about doing it all night long.  Makes for a doubly exhausting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much going on right now.  I live a boring existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.foofighters.com/bw/index.php"&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/a&gt; is really quite awesome.  Buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extreme_Championship_Wrestling"&gt;ECW&lt;/a&gt;: One Night Stand was like going back in time.  I haven't felt that way about wrestling for years and years.  It really made my weekend all the sweeter.  The shoots from &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.obsessedwithwrestling.com/profiles/p/paul-heyman.html"&gt;Paul E&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.robvandam.com/"&gt;RVD&lt;/a&gt; were worth the price of admission.  Getting to hear &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.obsessedwithwrestling.com/profiles/j/joey-styles.html"&gt;Joey Styles&lt;/a&gt; doing play-by-play one more time was just amazing.  God, I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually wasn't hot today.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really developed a true hatred for &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://crankcrunk.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-i-hate-weezer.html"&gt;Weezer&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;amp;client=ig&amp;q=define%3Acocksucker&amp;amp;btnG=Search"&gt;Dan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.x-entertainment.com/articles/0751/nescereal.mpeg"&gt;Almost all day I've had an old cereal commercial song stuck in my head.&lt;/a&gt; "Nintendo...it's a cereal now...Nintendo...It's a cereal? Wow!" to the Super Mario Brothers theme song.  GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moojenny has gone away on a little vacation.  I was cranky last time I talked to her and I think I upset her a little bit.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told twice in a last little bit, that I'm angry at the world and that I'm taking it out on people.  Wonder if there's truth in that...hmm...or you know...F#CK them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough randomness.  More to say when I have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111887835306564186?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111887835306564186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111887835306564186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111887835306564186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111887835306564186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-cant-wait-for-vacation.html' title='I Can&apos;t Wait For Vacation...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111860379415658235</id><published>2005-06-12T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T13:20:10.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Lazy...</title><content type='html'>This heat is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's currently 28°C. It's been at least that for about a week now and it's slowly but surely frying what little brain cells I have left. Being my size I think I feel the heat more so then a regular sized person. It's stifling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night  we celebrated my bestfriend's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we do so you  ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://hooters.com/"&gt;Hooter's&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc, his sister and brother(Nic  and Rich) and I went to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://hooters.know-where.com/hooters/top/ca.html#Ontario"&gt;Hooter's in  Windsor&lt;/a&gt; for the first time.  For those that don't know, Hooter's is a  restaurant known for their &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.hooters.com/menu/takeout_menu/"&gt;Wings&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.hootersmagazine.com/images/screensaver/screens/tiffany_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;busty  waitresses&lt;/a&gt;. I've eaten at Hooter's in Detroit a few times, but this was my first foray in Canada. I have to say, the food is much better on the other side of the border...but the scenery was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we went back to  Marc's, joined by Mr. Rodney Gaggin' and indulged in more then a few &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.budlight.com/"&gt;Bud Lights&lt;/a&gt; and conversation. I love nights like that. Getting together with good friends and laughing about the recent and distant past, catching up with everything going on in each other's lives. It's so nice to be around normal decent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more then a few hours of drinks and laughs, we decided to crash. Since both Rich and Nic decided to spend the night, my usual sleeping spot at the Doyon residence was taken, so I opted for Marc's bedroom floor. Marc gave me a pillow that can best be described as what they must use to fill hole's in the side of boats with. I tried to bend it to some kind of shape that would allow me to get comfy but everytime I got it right, the damn thing would spring back into that same rock hard pillow shape. Needless to say, I didn't sleep real well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up Marc's parents had made a huge breakfast. I really do feel like I'm a part of their family. There was melon, strawberries, various breads, coffee, potato cakes(or hashbrowns, if you will) and my ultimate favorite breakfast food, Peameal bacon(Canadian Bacon to the Americans). We ate out on their patio and basically renewed our conversations from the night before, although I have to admit, I was feeling a wee bit rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is going to be one of those awesome days, I can feel it. I don't plan on doing much other then relaxing. Later tonight &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.wwe.com/"&gt;WWE&lt;/a&gt; is doing an &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extreme_Championship_Wrestling"&gt;ECW&lt;/a&gt; revival &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.wwe.com/shows/ecw/index.jsp"&gt;Pay-Per-View&lt;/a&gt; and I'm really  looking forward to it and it will be the perfect cap to a lovely  weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tomorrow back to the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.consumeraffairs.com/recalls04/chrysler_minivan_fires.html"&gt;hellhole&lt;/a&gt; and the unforgiving heat.   Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I finally got that  Audioscrobbler thing to work.  To check out what I'm listening to go to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.audioscrobbler.com/user/LexxxLuthor/"&gt;http://www.audioscrobbler.com/user/LexxxLuthor/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS:   Here's a picture of my last trip to Hooter's(click to enlarge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img113.echo.cx/my.php?image=sams30thhooters0140rh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.echo.cx/img113/8075/sams30thhooters0140rh.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Marc, Rodney Gaggin', Myself and  Nic's husband, Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111860379415658235?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111860379415658235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111860379415658235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111860379415658235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111860379415658235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-lazy.html' title='So Lazy...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111827345957218459</id><published>2005-06-08T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T17:30:59.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Big Sap...</title><content type='html'>It's not often that I read something that makes me cry but today it happened, and it came from a very odd source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that I am a pretty huge &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0003620/"&gt;Kevin Smith&lt;/a&gt; fan.  There's always something in his work I can relate to and his films make me laugh like very little else.  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://silentbobspeaks.com/"&gt;His blog is one of my absolute favorites.&lt;/a&gt;  The &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://silentbobspeaks.com/?m=20050601"&gt;June 1, 2005&lt;/a&gt; entry deals with that date being the 2 year anniversary of the death of Kevin's father.  I don't know why, but it hit me really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you read it, do what I did.  Call your parents and tell them you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111827345957218459?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111827345957218459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111827345957218459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111827345957218459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111827345957218459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-big-sap.html' title='I&apos;m a Big Sap...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111809160061408830</id><published>2005-06-06T16:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T15:00:00.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Days off...</title><content type='html'>I had the day off work today. I don't know why but having a weekday off(none holiday) always seems to feel better then a Saturday or Sunday. I feel more relaxed and it seems like there are more hours in the day. It's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still too f#cking hot, but not as f#cking hot as it was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months from yesterday will me my 29th birthday and I think the reality of almost being 30 hit me last night. I'm almost 30. I think I'm going through some kind of almost 30 crisis. It hit me that I'm lonely; if I were to die today, no one would particularly notice and I'm really in a rut. I get up go to work, do the same thing 500 times, come home, do the same thing everyday get up the next day and do it again. Fun times, let me tell you. F#cking Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also in a crossroads with a long time friend. It seems that no matter what we say to each other, someone gets hurt by it. This person is someone I love and care a great deal about, but I don't want to feel like a sh!thead everytime I speak to them. I just don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the brooding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple announced today that they are switching all Mac's from a priority chip to Intel's 86x chips. I know most of you don't really give a rats ass about computer and tech stuff, but this is a pretty huge deal. This may very well make Apple a legit player in the PC market instead of being more of an Artsy fartsy machine. It's kinda cool and it means that you may be using a Mac sooner then later. &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.wired.com/news/mac/0,2125,67757,00.html?tw=wn_tophead_2"&gt;Here's a link to more info.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://polarcheese.blogspot.com/"&gt;Polarcheese&lt;/a&gt; let me know a couple of weeks back that my counter sucked and sent me to &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://statcounter.com/"&gt;StatCounter.com&lt;/a&gt;. With StatCounter, I can see where people who read my site are from, what browser they are using and a few more cool little things. One of the things I found coolest about the data it collected was that almost 50% of users to this site use &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.mozilla.org/products/firefox/"&gt;Firefox&lt;/a&gt;. That, my friends, is pretty frickin' sweet. Most of my readers are from Canada(not really a surprise there), followed by the UK(Me thinks &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://moojenny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moojenny&lt;/a&gt; has a lot to do with that) then the U.S. There's even been peeps from Turkey and Bulgaria that have come to the site. How wild is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend just dropped by and it took all my energy to go up and have a smoke with him. I think I'm done with this for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Moojenny has been using this thing called &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.audioscrobbler.com/"&gt;Audioscrobbler&lt;/a&gt; for a long time and I finally set up an account yesterday. It tracks what songs you are listening with whichever media player you are using. For some reason mine isn't working. If anyone knows how to fiddle with the plugin so that it works, let me know.  I use Windows Media Player V10.  My profile is listed at &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.audioscrobbler.com/user/LexxxLuthor/"&gt;http://www.audioscrobbler.com/user/LexxxLuthor/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111809160061408830?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111809160061408830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111809160061408830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111809160061408830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111809160061408830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/days-off.html' title='Days off...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111802732489142087</id><published>2005-06-05T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T21:08:44.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day...</title><content type='html'>Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Mark_Twain"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111802732489142087?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111802732489142087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111802732489142087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111802732489142087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111802732489142087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111800587445902674</id><published>2005-06-05T17:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T15:30:18.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why The Weather Sucks and New Movies...</title><content type='html'>It's f#cking hot right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://forecastfox.mozdev.org/"&gt;Forecast Fox&lt;/a&gt;, my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.mozilla.org/products/firefox/"&gt;Firefox&lt;/a&gt; weather extension,  it's currently 32°C out right now. That's without the freaking humidity. Around  here you have to add anywhere from 2 - 7 degrees extra for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  didn't really get a real spring this year. It was cold one day and then the next  it was hot. A week ago I was in a sweater and jeans at work because it was  chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little request for everyone. I'm really have a craving  to see a good new movie. I tried to watch &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0349903/"&gt;Ocean's Twelve&lt;/a&gt; last night, but I  was continually interrupted by someone who hasn't seen &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0240772/"&gt;Ocean's Eleven&lt;/a&gt; and kept asking  who "that guy" was and why "he" was there. I changed the channel soon there  after. I really liked the first one(which is a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0054135/"&gt;remake&lt;/a&gt;, I know but it's still  the first one to me) and I'm hoping the sequel doesn't disappoint. But on to the  request. Can everyone leave the name of their favorite movies my comment area?  Doesn't matter if they are big budget or Indy films, just leave me a bunch of  movie titles. Let me know what I should be  watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111800587445902674?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111800587445902674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111800587445902674&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111800587445902674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111800587445902674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-weather-sucks-and-new-movies.html' title='Why The Weather Sucks and New Movies...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111758483093074850</id><published>2005-05-31T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T18:27:53.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff...</title><content type='html'>Having  a tattoo rules...I just want it to stop looking gross and gooey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gross  and gooey = Not sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaky, blister juice = not sexy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  time next week = back to the rip roaring stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random things before  equal signs = so two periods ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/welcome-to-el-sucko-week.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A  few posts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; back I mentioned that I had a Missouri side note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city in Missouri that I used to visit often was called &lt;a href="http://www.gocolumbiamo.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Columbia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  The last time I  was there some not so fun stuff happened and I was/am pretty heart broken about  it.  Old news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was sitting out in front of work, smoking a Du Maurier thinking about life and some of the trials and tribulations I've been going threw the last little bit. I thought about my trip there, about the stuff that happened there, about the stuff happening with my mom (my ride was really late). I wondered if I'll ever fall in love again or if that love will ever be returned. It was some pretty heavy thinking. I looked up at the traffic lights outside of work and noticed a yellow truck; don't know why it caught my eye. The truck was yellow with black stripes on it, leading to something on the back. When the light changed and the truck drove towards me I instantly recognized the logo. It was a tiger. In fact it was &lt;a href="http://www.sportsfanshq.com/products/full/6920.gif"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THIS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  tiger.  Now some of you might recognize said tiger, for those that don't let me  explain.  Columbia is the home of &lt;a href="http://www.missouri.edu/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Missouri University&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Mizzou  (as it is known)'s mascot and team name is, you guessed it, the  Tigers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am standing at a busy intersection in Windsor, Ontario looking at a truck with the logo from Missouri University. That's roughly 1000km away. That works out to be about 11 hours driving time away. Why did this truck with this logo just happen to appear before me as I was thinking about these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know.  It was just very  strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://moojenny.blogspot.com"&gt;Moojenny&lt;/a&gt; has a new beau. He sounds like a really good dude, and if you ever read my comments then you've already seen some of what he has to say. He treats my Jenny well and that's all I can ask for. Jen's been through a lot of tough stuff and really deserves a good person to be there for her. Click &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://lostintranslated.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to check out Chris's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather here has finally gotten past that blah stage and a true spring is starting. I love mid 70 weather. Green grass, new flowers, blue skies and bugs are really wonderful to see after so many months of blah and gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about the fourth week in a row, I fell  asleep just as the main event of &lt;a href="http://www.wwe.com/shows/raw/raw/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WWE RAW&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was starting. I think the ring music near the end of the show has some kind of lullaby effect on me. It never fails. I start to nods off during the intro's and *BLAM* wake up to &lt;a href="http://www.spiketv.com/shows/series/lancekrall/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lance  Krall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; doing something stupid.  Very Very strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of  wrestling, I finished that &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/1550226614/103-6008423-4514209?v=glance"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Death  of WCW&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; book.  If you haven't read a book about the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monday_Night_Wars"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monday Night  Wars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, this is a pretty good one. There are a few things that I didn't like (some of it took a little too much artistic license), but overall it's a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DC's lead-ins to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infinite_Crisis"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Infinite  Crisis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(just as an aside, I haven't read that so there maybe some spoilers) have been pretty spectacular thus far. I'm loving this. Comics are going threw a really great time right now and I think the industry is about to go into a really big boom time again, kinda like the early 90's. I just hope they learned from the last time and don't kill the market with crappy variants and stuff like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention my tattoo is really gross right  now?  I want it to heal so I can play with it and stuff.   *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111758483093074850?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111758483093074850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111758483093074850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111758483093074850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111758483093074850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/stuff.html' title='Stuff...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111749792458210190</id><published>2005-05-30T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T18:11:48.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Revenge of the Sith Character Am I?</title><content type='html'>Click the link below to take the quiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 477px; height: 377px;" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Darth Vader&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Darth Vader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="86"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;86%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Anakin Skywalker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="81"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;81%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Chewbacca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="78"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;78%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;C-3PO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="64"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;64%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Clone Trooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="61"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;61%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Mace Windu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Obi Wan Kenobi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="53"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;53%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;General Grievous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="53"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;53%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Yoda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="53"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;53%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;R2-D2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="42"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;42%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Padme Amidala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="39"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;39%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Emperor Palpatine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=34136"&gt;Which Revenge of the Sith Character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 283px; height: 234px;" src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1115766703darthvader.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111749792458210190?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111749792458210190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111749792458210190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111749792458210190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111749792458210190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/which-revenge-of-sith-character-am-i.html' title='Which Revenge of the Sith Character Am I?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111731636081449309</id><published>2005-05-28T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T15:42:19.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Luthor and Nicole Got Tattoos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; I got mine first but since this is my blog,  Nic gets the first pictures...(click thumbnails to see the whole  picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img213.echo.cx/my.php?image=69ai.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.echo.cx/img213/817/69ai.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  is the basic sketch of Nic's. She's a Scorpio and wanted a scorpion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img213.echo.cx/my.php?image=70fe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.echo.cx/img213/8850/70fe.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tattoo  artist, Rob, at work starting Nic's tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img213.echo.cx/my.php?image=87xu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.echo.cx/img213/2353/87xu.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is  Nic's with the actual tattoo part outlined. Nic was in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img221.echo.cx/my.php?image=93lh.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img221.echo.cx/img221/6711/93lh.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic's  tattoo completed. It's kind of swollen, so the details aren't apparent yet.  I'll get another picture soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now for the star of our show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img213.echo.cx/my.php?image=12ja.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.echo.cx/img213/4521/12ja.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in the  chair, shortly after Rob started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img213.echo.cx/my.php?image=29sm1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.echo.cx/img213/3134/29sm1.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob at  work on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img213.echo.cx/my.php?image=32ws.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.echo.cx/img213/1415/32ws.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with basic outline complete and some of the colouring  done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img213.echo.cx/my.php?image=42vo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.echo.cx/img213/2087/42vo.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me done, looking unhappy. Not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img213.echo.cx/my.php?image=59oc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.echo.cx/img213/9863/59oc.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine all  done. How BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Couple of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob was just awesome. He  was really cool. He joked around with us and answered any questions we had. He  was very professional and made the experience really worth while. If you live in  the Windsor area Rob is the guy to see. You can contact him at: &lt;a href="mailto:steelsanctuary@bellnet.ca"&gt;steelsanctuary@bellnet.ca&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone  had me really freaked out about the pain and, much to my surprise(because I'm a  giant wimp), it really didn't hurt too bad. Don't get me wrong, there was pain  but it wasn't like it was a horrible horrbile thing and it certainly wouldn't  stop me from getting another one someday down the road. Nic was in more then a  little pain, but I think that had more to do with her being in an uncomfortable  position for the duration of the tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc decided against getting his  today, but I think after seeing Nic and I get it done he really wants to get it  done now. Sam(Nic's husband), who really didn't like the idea of Nic getting a  tattoo, was even talking about getting some ink somewhere down the road. Rob was  just that great. It was a really really wonderful  experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111731636081449309?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111731636081449309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111731636081449309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111731636081449309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111731636081449309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/day-luthor-and-nicole-got-tattoos.html' title='The Day Luthor and Nicole Got Tattoos...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111724319651545921</id><published>2005-05-27T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T19:19:56.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Before and After Pictures...or You Know...I'm Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 303px; height: 339px;" src="http://img277.echo.cx/img277/315/before7aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 336px;" src="http://img277.echo.cx/img277/5364/after4ja.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 great tastes, 1 hunky dude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&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/10200237-111724319651545921?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111724319651545921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111724319651545921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111724319651545921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111724319651545921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/amazing-before-and-after-picturesor.html' title='Amazing Before and After Pictures...or You Know...I&apos;m Bored'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111704234466187267</id><published>2005-05-25T13:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T11:32:24.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to El Sucko Week!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once  a year I get a horrible cold/allergy/flu/death plague thing and this week just  happened to be that time of year.  I've been battling a fever(which I think has  passed), sore throat, stuffed sinuses and a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;client=ig&amp;amp;oi=defmore&amp;q=define:myriad"&gt;myriad&lt;/a&gt;  of other ailments that has kept me from doing much of anything.  I hate being  sick.  It sucks huge goat balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten the chance to see Star  Wars again due my afflictions, and that pisses me off more then I can put into  words.  I haven't been able to eat much, which also pisses me off.  I haven't  slept much(which is nothing new, but sucks even more when you know a little  sleep would make you feel MUCH better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hasn't said it yet, but my  Mother is asking all kinds of questions which lead me to believe she thinks I'm  on drugs.  That all in itself is pretty funny.  Besides my smoking(which is  cool), the very occasional beer(people get the impression I drink a lot more  then I do) and maybe a over the counter pain killer(&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://print.google.com/print?id=rqnmpKcfUG4C&amp;pg=3&amp;amp;lpg=3&amp;prev=http://print.google.com/print%3Fq%3Dibuprofen%26oi%3Dprint&amp;amp;sig=Gua5BBAqqmWyQG13CGlUc7lGzSw"&gt;ibuprohin&lt;/a&gt;  has been very nice since I got sick) I haven't had anything close to drugs in a  long long time.  I went through a period where I was smoking a lot of weed but  it wore on me and I just didn't like it anymore.  Then I had a really bad weed  related experience and decided not to even do it occasionally.  I think that was  about 5 or 6 years ago and I haven't looked back.  So yeah, good times ahead  with my mother.  Can't wait for that conversation as I'm sure my hysterical  laughter won't do anything to ease her worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.universohq.com/quadrinhos/images/superkc.jpg"&gt;Saturday is the  big day &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.universohq.com/quadrinhos/images/superkc.jpg"&gt;and someone is  starting to be a wuss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.universohq.com/quadrinhos/images/superkc.jpg"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking  of Saturday(well last anyway), I went for my first &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.montyformalwear.com/home.asp"&gt;Tux fitting&lt;/a&gt;.  While I  wouldn't say it was my favorite experience, it wasn't as horrible as others  have lead me to believe it was going to be.  The didn't do any of the dreaded  inseam measurements.  Besides having to reveal my weight to a complete stranger  it truly wasn't that bad.  Funny side note: as the girl was measuring my ass I  put my arm down and clonked her in the head.  She was a true professional and  didn't say anything about it.  I imagine she probably went on a triad about the  clumsy doofus after I left, but she was cool about it while I was  there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sick has had one positive side effect.  I've been able to catch up on some reading.  I've finished reading a book I started during my last trip to Missouri(I have another little side note about that later) started and finished another and I'm about three quarters into another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0810932776.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0810932776/ref=pd_sxp_f/103-8080905-6723040?v=glance&amp;s=books"&gt;The  Escape of Alexei, Son of Tsar Nicholas II: What Happened the Night the Romanov  Family Was Executed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since a history course in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://esip.edu.gov.on.ca/english/profiles/school_info.asp?ID=B66028&amp;schoolid=949612"&gt;High  School&lt;/a&gt;, I've been a big buff of the falling of the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.ac.wwu.edu/%7Estephan/Rulers/romanov.html"&gt;Romanov Empire&lt;/a&gt;.   It's really the only history that has elements of almost every kind of story  telling.  There's a love story(&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicholas_II_of_Russia"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexandra_of_Hesse"&gt;Alexandra&lt;/a&gt;), weird and  creepy super natural stuff(&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grigori_Rasputin"&gt;Grigori Rasputin&lt;/a&gt;),  betrayal(I might get some heat for saying this but basically the British  Monarchy decided to leave their family on their own to face whatever was  coming.  If Britain had opened it's doors to their cousins, a lot of bad sh!t  probably wouldn't have gone down) and great tragedy(&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romanov#Downfall"&gt;The Fall of the  Romanovs'&lt;/a&gt;).  This book tries to prove that some members of the family(&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tsarevich_Alexei_of_Russia"&gt;Alexei&lt;/a&gt; and  one of his sisters) were either set free or escaped the brutal murders of the  Russian Royal family.  This book claims that Alexei lived a long healthy life in  Communist Russia.  With some help, he changed his name, went to work, had  children and lived a relatively good life in the communist regime.  All of this  could possibly be true.  The one major flaw with this story is that Alexei was a  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="hemophilac"&gt;hemophilac&lt;/a&gt;(a number of people  believe that a big part of the reason things went as badly in Russia as they did  was due to the Czar and his wife taking too much time with Alexei and trying to  find a cure this disease).  While the author's try to explain this, I don't know  if I buy it.  The book is a good read while the Authors' are explaining the  history of the events and the story of the escaped Alexei, but I found it hard  to get through the science of the events.  I should mention that the  Author's are scientists trying to scientifically prove that this guy was  Alexei.  If you are looking to learn about the Fall of the Romanov Empire, this  isn't the book to do it with.  If you already know a little about the events and  have a scientific mind, then I'd recommend it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I  read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0689876475.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0689876475/qid=1117040260/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/103-8080905-6723040?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;Nothing's  Sacred &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0689876475/qid=1117040260/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/103-8080905-6723040?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0689876475/qid=1117040260/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/103-8080905-6723040?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;by:Lewis  Black&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: webdings;" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0689876475/qid=1117040260/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/103-8080905-6723040?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;&lt;span class="sans"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've mentioned a bunch of times that I'm a big  Lewis Black fan.  With the exception of maybe Dave Chappelle(who, apparently, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://news.google.com/news?q=Dave%20Chappelle&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;client=ig&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wn"&gt;has  gone insane&lt;/a&gt;) I don't know if there is a funnier stand up alive.  I liked his book quite a bit, but a good majority of it is just rehashing his stand up material, and quite honestly if you're buying the book chances are you've heard or seen his stand up.  The book shines while he talks about growing up Jewish in Suburban Washington, DC or when he talks of his days in college or his rampant drug use during...well...lets just say his rampant drug use.  So unless you've never heard his stand up or are a hard core fan, I'd stay away from this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book I'm  currently reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/1550226614.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0689876475/qid=1117040260/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/103-8080905-6723040?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;The  Death of WCW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not finished this one yet.  It's a pretty good  tale of the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/WCW_Monday_Nitro#Monday_Night_Wars"&gt;Monday  Night Wars&lt;/a&gt; that looks at the story from the eyes of the losers...and, boy  howdy, were they losers.  The Author's(who are also responsible for one of my  favorite wrestling books and websites, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.wrestlecrap.com/"&gt;WrestleCrap&lt;/a&gt;) take a lot of "artistic  license" while telling the story of the events.  It's a good funny read.  I'll  let you know what I think of it after I've finished it  completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...that was a long post.  I've got a few more things to  write about but I'll wait until I have nothing to write about.  Again sorry for  the lack of updates in the past  week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111704234466187267?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111704234466187267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111704234466187267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111704234466187267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111704234466187267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/welcome-to-el-sucko-week.html' title='Welcome to El Sucko Week!'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111652086694515849</id><published>2005-05-19T00:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T10:41:06.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen Any Good Movies Lately?</title><content type='html'>I'm having a really hard time writing this.  I just wanted it to be so good,  that it couldn't possibly meet the hype I had built for it.  There's no way  anything could.  It's just unrealistic to go in with that kind of expectation  and walk out satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, you know...NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sith lived up to  everything I wanted it to be.  Were there things I didn't like?  Sure.  Did  those things ruin the movie? No, not in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked  earlier this morning to use one word to describe it.  Dark is the closest thing  I could come up with.  It's really really dark.  I would even go so far as to  say I'm surprised that is got away with a PG-13 rating.  There's some heavy sh!t  going on in this flick.  It's not a bloody or gory or anything but there's A LOT  of death.  But the fact of the matter is, this film needed it.  Lucas needed to  show how far Anakin fell to become Vader and... boy, howdy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also did  a nice job of tying into A New Hope and explaining things.  My friends didn't  think so, but I thought they really left a lot of things open to do more down  the road if Lucas decided he wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still a lot of plot  holes and things unexplained(like in a bad way unexplained), but I was truly  expecting that.  Nothing is perfect and you just have to take the good with the  bad, and enjoy the good while trying not to think of that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in  all it was just amazing.  A definite must see, even if you only liked Eps  4-6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111652086694515849?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111652086694515849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111652086694515849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111652086694515849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111652086694515849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/seen-any-good-movies-lately.html' title='Seen Any Good Movies Lately?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111645342225520170</id><published>2005-05-18T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T16:18:52.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Time Ago, In A Galaxy Far, Far Away...Today...</title><content type='html'>The movie starts at 12:05 am tonight and I am on pins and needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely friend &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://moojenny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moojenny&lt;/a&gt;(who is the bestest. Jen's helped me threw some really tough times of late, and I'll always be grateful and thankful that I get to talk to such an awesome person. ) is talking to me and helping get my mind off of it, but I'm so stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to read the opening title scroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to hear the crack hiss of the lightsaber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of the fight scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for this forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wait is near over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good day to be alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes after I originally posted this I found out that Frank Gorshin died.  Gorshin is best known for his work as the Riddler on the 60's era Batman TV show.  To me, his Riddler is the Riddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorshin hosted a documentary about comic books that I bought years and years ago, just as my love for the hobby was starting to take it's form.  My first real lesson in comic history came from that documentary.  So, in my mind, Frank was kind of my first teacher of comic book history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Frank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.acidlogic.com/graphics/im_frankgorshin.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&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/10200237-111645342225520170?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111645342225520170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111645342225520170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111645342225520170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111645342225520170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/long-time-ago-in-galaxy-far-far.html' title='A Long Time Ago, In A Galaxy Far, Far Away...Today...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111619209491459150</id><published>2005-05-15T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T16:24:35.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Scares Me...</title><content type='html'>Seeing as how I'm near death from exhaustion and bored out of my skull, I did what I usually do when I'm bored and near death...Googled my blog name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.ca/search?client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial_s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;q=Luthors.blogspot.com&amp;amp;meta=&amp;btnG=Google+Search"&gt;Luthor.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; googled with "&lt;span class="p"&gt;Find web pages that &lt;a href="http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official_s&amp;amp;sa=G&amp;q=%22Luthors.blogspot.com%22"&gt;contain the term&lt;/a&gt; "Luthors.blogspot.com"&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is just geeky and makes me feel like a royal nerd.  &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.kevinrose.com/"&gt;Kevin Rose&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.alexalbrecht.com/"&gt;Alex Albrecht&lt;/a&gt; are the former hosts of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Screen_Savers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Screen Savers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the last one is also Tech TV related, &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.catschwartz.com/"&gt;Cat Swartz&lt;/a&gt;(who is YUMMY).  What's really nerdy and sad is...well...these are comments I left on thier &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official_s&amp;oi=defmore&amp;amp;q=define:Moblog"&gt;Moblogs&lt;/a&gt;.  I need a hobby.  The other thing is just &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://digg.com/users/Luthor"&gt;my Digg profile&lt;/a&gt;.  Digg rules by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&amp;safe=off&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial_s&amp;amp;q=Luthor%27s+STory+of+a+world+gone+retarded&amp;btnG=Search&amp;amp;meta="&gt;Luthor's Story of a World Gone Retarded&lt;/a&gt; googled, plain jane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of this stuff is just comic booky links to Lex Luthor stories that are retarded.  That pleases me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gets me is &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://blogshares.com/industries.php?id=2068"&gt;this thing&lt;/a&gt;,  that link leads to &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://blogshares.com/blogs.php?blog=http%3A%2F%2Fluthors.blogspot.com%2F&amp;PHPSESSID=cc1ba05309474cc7c9a7aa772bc605cb"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.  What the hell is this?  Since I'm too lazy to actually figure it out, somone PLEASE &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="mailto:wrestlelexxx@gmail.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt; and tell me what this crazy stuff is all about!  The Horror! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;--- Very Random, I know but it made me laugh so I'm leaving it and this in.  Did I mention I was up at 2am this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At very least it looks like Luthor's Story of a World Gone Retarded is somewhat valuble on whatever the hell this thing is. Yeah, that means I rule and kick ass at the same time...booyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More whining and self-pittying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://rapidshare.de/files/1784207/Podcast2.WAV.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://rapidshare.de/files/1784207/Podcast2.WAV.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Do you suffer from BFS?  Find out soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS:  Hmm...can someone say THREE FRICKING DAYS???!!!??!  OH MY FUGGIN' GOD!!!!  THREE DAYS UNTIL STAR WARS!  YAY!  THREE DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSS: Can you find the hidden message in today's blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111619209491459150?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111619209491459150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111619209491459150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111619209491459150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111619209491459150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/google-scares-me.html' title='Google Scares Me...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111608581452602327</id><published>2005-05-14T11:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T09:50:14.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I'm Retarded...</title><content type='html'>Here I am at work, on a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the crap thats gone on this past week, what do I do? Volunteer to work on a Saturday. What is even more stupid then that? Agree to come in at 4 AM. What's a lot more dumb then that? Doing it 2 days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working a 12 hour shift today(4 AM to 3:30 PM, I know it's not 12 hours but it's close enough and it still sucks) and tomorrow I'm starting at 4 AM and working until 11:30AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all of this does have an upside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I have Thursday booked off(for Star Wars, I know, sad) and I think since I'm working tomorrow I might be able to convince the boss to let me take Friday off next weekend. If that all goes as planned I should get 5 days off in a row, and that would seriously kick some solid ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111608581452602327?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111608581452602327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111608581452602327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111608581452602327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111608581452602327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-think-im-retarded.html' title='I Think I&apos;m Retarded...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111585455366365023</id><published>2005-05-11T19:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T17:35:53.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In This World of Sh!t...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This week has been really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a really nice beautiful day.   I got to spend it with my best friend and his family.  Over time they have  become more of a family to me then my own and I love them all very much.  We sat  and talked and told stories and laughed and it was just awesome and really  something that I needed and didn't realize how much I needed it until after the  fact.  We had a tremendous steak dinner, drank some beer(or continued to after  going to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.royaloakbrewery.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Beer Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, which was also awesome) and then watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/liveaction/nationaltreasure/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;National Treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(not a bad movie, not a great  movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I was a little hung over, but it was still a nice relaxing  day.  Didn't do much, played some PS2, watched some boob tube, you know usual  boring everyday stuff.  It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping that weekend mood would  parlay into a nice relaxing week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may or may  not know from reading this, I'm a pretty mellow laid back guy.  It takes a lot  to make me angry.  As a result, some people I work with decided over time to try  and anger me or piss me off.  Most of the time I just let it slide.  Sometimes I  will admit that things hurt, but I'm a bottler so I just keep it all in and  shrug it off.  Well Monday someone decided to shake the bottle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, a guy I had considered a friend, made a nasty comment about my  weight.  Usually this wouldn't bother me, I'm well aware that I'm overweight and  like most things I have a sense of humour about it.  What was different about it  this time was that he sat in a corner with someone and traded little nasty jabs  about me to each other.  The other guy is a complete f#ckhead and completely  worthless, so I've just ignored pretty much anything he's said to me for about 3  years.  Hearing someone you like say nasty, hurtful things about you is never  pleasant.  So as the f#ckhead was screaming to me what was being said I turned  my back and walked away.  The supposed friend decided that he needed keep  mouthing off and making smart assed comments.  So as he was shouting something  at me from across the dome, I turned around and told him to f#ck himself.   Thinking I was joking back with him, he kept at it.  Now if you are pissed off  and someone keeps at you, it's not fun and just makes you all the more angry.   So, in about as angry a tone as I have, I said "F#CK YOU!"  He got the point and  neither of us has said a word to the other since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the worthless  f#ckhead has been on my ass since.  I really think he wants me to get physical.   I think the c*cksucker wants me to punch him.  I haven't had a real fight since  grade school.  I have no desire to fight anyone or anything.  Ever.  It's not my  deal.  Now that being said, I don't know how else to resolve this situation.   The @sshole has just pushed all the buttons and I don't know what to  do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this, plus a certain someone texting me about a person, who  makes me feel instantly insecure and some stuff with my mom has made this the  WORST WEEK EVER....and it's only f#cking Wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly expecting  frogs to start raining down from the heavens or a swarm of locusts tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a nice peaceful day where I go to work and do my job without  being bothered by a bunch of prepubescent middle aged men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;F#CK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  A big thanks to my friends  who have helped me during this sh!tty time.  I really think I'd go nuts with out  them.  Not a lot of them read this, but some do and each of them truly helps me  feel a little more normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://polarcheese.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;polarcheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://moojenny.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;moojenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(who is the bestest and has no idea how much she's helped me in the last  week) were the only ones that commented on being bit hitters.  For that they  instantly kick ass.  Thanks guys.  Click their names to check out their blogs.   They are both two of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSS:  One week today.  STAR WARS.  F#cking eh!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111585455366365023?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111585455366365023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111585455366365023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111585455366365023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111585455366365023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-this-world-of-sht.html' title='In This World of Sh!t...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111541244270217848</id><published>2005-05-06T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T14:47:22.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Post, But What to Say?</title><content type='html'>It's hard trying to come up with things to talk about for this.  I want to post daily, but I have SUCH a boring life.  I just have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Star Wars frenzy is crazy high.  I want to see this movie so bad.  I start thinking about it and get that googley feeling, like a 6 year old on Christmas morning.  I know, I'm a sad geeky man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow some friends and I are going to the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.royaloakbrewery.com/"&gt;Detroit Beer Company&lt;/a&gt; for lunch.  I've never been but there's a similar place in Missourah called &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flatbranch.com/home.asp"&gt;Flat Branch&lt;/a&gt;.  I loved Flat Branch and I'm expecting to enjoy this just as much.  Only one problem...Which beer do I drink?  Oh the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we're going to a tattoo place to inquire about getting some ink.  I've wanted one for a while and have just come to the conclusion that I need to get off my @ss and get it.  I want the Superman Emblem &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://members.aol.com/foresakor/supes26.jpg"&gt;on this cover&lt;/a&gt;, hoping to get it on my shoulder or the peak of my arm.  Kingdom Come is my favorite comic book story and I just love that image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://moojenny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moojenny's blog&lt;/a&gt; has already been updated more in the last day then mine has in like a week.  Reading it has made me feel really insecure.  I want to be a good writer so bad.  Jenny just seems so natural in her writing.  I wish I could just let it flow.  (That Kev guy sounds like a real stud btw)  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, think it's time for a beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Almost at 1000 hits, so just like last time, how about everyone from 1000 to 1010 leave a comment and say hi.  Let the good times roll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111541244270217848?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111541244270217848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111541244270217848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111541244270217848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111541244270217848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-want-to-post-but-what-to-say.html' title='I Want to Post, But What to Say?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111533620835353746</id><published>2005-05-05T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T18:16:50.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcasts Experiment = TOTAL FAILURE</title><content type='html'>So it's just 24 hours later and my first podcast was a bust...how...sad. No fears I'll try again, as I know there's a HUGE demand to hear my baritone vocals all over the internet...ahhh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been checking out a bunch of stuff lately and thought I'd tell you what sites I've been surfing in the last little bit since I have nothing to talk about...&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.starwars.com/episode-iii/"&gt;yet&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest and first checked blog when I get home from work...THE FREAKING KEVIN SMITH BLOG!!! Yes sir, Kevin "I'm a god among &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official_s&amp;oi=defmore&amp;amp;q=define:Fanboys"&gt;fanboys&lt;/a&gt;" Smith has a freaking blog...and it's good. Like really good. He talks about everything, from who he ate breakfast with to when and what he masturbates to. Just like Kevin's films, it's funny, topical and real. Gotta love it! Check it out &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://newsaskew.com/blog/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that reads this  knows I'm a tech junkie.  I loves me some tech stuff.  Of course I check out &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://slashdot.org/"&gt;Slashdot&lt;/a&gt;, but my favorite tech news site is  Digg.  Digg was created by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.kevinrose.com/"&gt;Kevin Rose&lt;/a&gt;, of &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Screen_Savers"&gt;The Screen Savers&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.g4tv.com/attackoftheshow/index.html"&gt;Attack of the  Show&lt;/a&gt;(which is the sh!ttiest show name EVER!) and &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.thebroken.org/"&gt;thebroken&lt;/a&gt; fame. It's a lot like Slashdot, but I find it much more user friendly, and a lot less geek friendly. Don't let the tech heavy features scare you away, there's all kinds of stories. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.digg.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favoritest Uk'er, Jenny, has started a blog. Make sure you check it out and leave her lots of comments. Jenny is a LONG time chat friend and I love her to bits. Moojenny is one of only like 3 or 4 online people I would ever meet in real life. She's a real sweetheart. Make sure you check it out &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://moojenny.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have more to say,  I'll post more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111533620835353746?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111533620835353746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111533620835353746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111533620835353746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111533620835353746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/podcasts-experiment-total-failure.html' title='Podcasts Experiment = TOTAL FAILURE'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111524902916378777</id><published>2005-05-04T19:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T17:43:17.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Podcast...</title><content type='html'>Well I asked and demand was huge(I got 1 whole response!) so here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.sendmefile.com//get/801b8a5d55d707b937c763477088207d/firstpodcast.wav"&gt;MY FIRST PODCAST&lt;/a&gt;(Click here and awaaaaay we go!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111524902916378777?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111524902916378777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111524902916378777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111524902916378777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111524902916378777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/first-podcast.html' title='First Podcast...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111497021771187682</id><published>2005-05-01T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T11:56:57.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves...</title><content type='html'>People that dissappear in the middle of IM conversations for no apparent reason; People that refuse to accept that things are just as good or better now then they were when they were my age(i.e. Music, Movies, ETC); Mike; Little Posers; People that decide 7:30am on a Sunday is a really good time to take their mini bikes for a ride;  Not being able to fall back to sleep after said people do such things; Work; How sh!tty Savage Dragon is now compared to how amazing it used to be; Myself for just writing that; People thinking their email address should be ____(insert name)@email.  Hi Mom; Charlie for attacking my FTA; Myself for being so grumpy;  Every other stupid thing happening today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111497021771187682?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111497021771187682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111497021771187682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111497021771187682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111497021771187682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/05/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111471891168686852</id><published>2005-04-28T14:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T14:08:31.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehehehe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Click 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://img84.echo.cx/my.php?image=dscn04766re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img84.echo.cx/img84/2539/dscn04766re.th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img84.echo.cx/my.php?image=dscn04788ic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img84.echo.cx/img84/7981/dscn04788ic.th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Never take your own picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS:  I don't really think I'm that red all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSS:  HAHAHAHAH! Life RULES!&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/10200237-111471891168686852?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111471891168686852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111471891168686852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111471891168686852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111471891168686852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/hehehehehe.html' title='Hehehehehe...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111456402963156180</id><published>2005-04-26T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:09:24.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, Aren't Drunken Posts Fun?</title><content type='html'>So yeah...quite drunk Saturday night. Felt kind of like an 18 year old again. I really miss going out to a bar with a group of people and just talking and laughing. It's so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I write some stuff I kind of feel like I come across as bi-polar or something. I will admit to going through a lot at the moment, but like, I'm SOOO not about to jump off a ledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually an interesting thing has happened. Since Saturday and seeing said girl(just as an aside, I should NEVER be allowed near a computer or a phone after I've been drinking...Sorry for the late night call Jules), I've come to the realization that I've been threw this before and I might be threw it again, but at the end of the day, no matter what, I'll survive. It's kind of weird being depressed and relieved at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the new &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.eelstheband.com/main.asp"&gt;Eels&lt;/a&gt;' CD came out today...and I didn't buy it yet. I know I should be shot and p!ssed on. I downloaded it a few weeks ago(Uh oh, look out! Here comes the &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.downhillbattle.org/riaa/"&gt;RIAA&lt;/a&gt; to  hunt me down) and I think it's by far their best stuff.  I will be buying it, I  just haven't gotten off my ass yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0401792/"&gt;Sin City&lt;/a&gt; yet, get  out and see it...now...you gone yet?  It's simply amazing.  It's visually  amazing and the story is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got home from work today I've gotten 4 calls from various cell phone providers asking me to switch. One actually hit on me(yeah, that's right. All the ladies want me because of my voice. Ahh yeah!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my voice(great &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.ca/search?client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial_s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;q=define+segue&amp;amp;meta=&amp;btnG=Google+Search"&gt;segue&lt;/a&gt;), I'm thinking of  adding a little 30 second voice/&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ipodder.org/"&gt;podcast&lt;/a&gt; thingie on here.  Anyone interested or am I  just being too &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.bordergatewayprotocol.net/jon/humor/geekornot/"&gt;geeky&lt;/a&gt;?  Let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about enough from  me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111456402963156180?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111456402963156180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111456402963156180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111456402963156180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111456402963156180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/man-arent-drunken-posts-fun.html' title='Man, Aren&apos;t Drunken Posts Fun?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111432541993939767</id><published>2005-04-24T02:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T19:25:20.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghosts That Haunt Me...</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I'm drunk right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my favorite bar tonight with my best friends. I was expecting a drunken night of laughing and fun. Little did I know that a ghost from my past would turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl I cared for a long long time ago appeared at my bar. It was someone, at the time, that I truly expected to marry some day. She had no interest in me that way so we kind of led a false friendship for many years. It was always really messed up and I never knew what to expect or how to feel about the whole situation. It came down one day to me telling her that I wanted something from her and her not willing to accept that. So I told her that I would call her when I needed her and she wasn't to call me anymore. It was far less then our relationship deserved, but enough was enough and I couldn't handle it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her brought back all those memories and feelings. As much as I try to kid myself into thinking that I'm some kind of super person the fact is that I wasn't mature enough to handle that she didn't want me the way I wanted her still bothers me. Sometime life is truly messed up and I don't know what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, I called my long time chat friend Jules for the first time and we had a good long conversation. It's always weird talking to someone from the net for the first time. Sometimes it goes well and sometimes you don't know what to do. Jules and I seemed to have a good conversation. It was nice and I hope it solidified our friendship, but as my favorite saying goes, time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much else to say.  I hope everyone that reads this is doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111432541993939767?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111432541993939767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111432541993939767&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111432541993939767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111432541993939767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/ghosts-that-haunt-me.html' title='The Ghosts That Haunt Me...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111428368045100095</id><published>2005-04-23T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T13:18:29.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burgundy?  Why Burgundy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img151.echo.cx/img151/9291/update042205supesfull9kw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 640px;" src="http://img151.echo.cx/img151/9291/update042205supesfull9kw.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/10200237-111428368045100095?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111428368045100095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111428368045100095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111428368045100095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111428368045100095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/burgundy-why-burgundy.html' title='Burgundy?  Why Burgundy?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111396125298581723</id><published>2005-04-19T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T19:41:40.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh Yeah...</title><content type='html'>I took the day off today.  Man, did I need it.  I did S.F.A.  It was so nice.   I got to sleep until almost noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you read that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SLEPT!!! Until almost noon even. I turned off all the phones in the house and left my cell in the basement(so F.U. whoever called it at 8:17 this morning) and got to have a nice peaceful, uninterrupted sleep. It was so nice. It was almost just what the doctor ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also incredibly beautiful out. It was supposed to rain all afternoon, but didn't, so I got to sit in the backyard and smoke. It was wonderful. I'm going to work as much as I can and maybe take another week off during summer vacation. Not work is the bestest ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you think I've given up being "&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://polarcheese.blogspot.com/2005/04/luthors-story-of-world-gone-retarded.html"&gt;self  deprecating&lt;/a&gt;", I haven't.  I just feel good today.  It's been a long while  since I've felt this good and it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a day like  this real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I spent some of  the day listening to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.lewisblack.net/"&gt;Lewis Black&lt;/a&gt;.  He is the funniest mother  f#cker alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111396125298581723?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111396125298581723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111396125298581723&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111396125298581723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111396125298581723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahh-yeah.html' title='Ahh Yeah...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111375046305224768</id><published>2005-04-17T11:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T14:58:22.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Taste Like Dog Food...</title><content type='html'>So my mom gives me these chocolate things on Friday  night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is a Winnie the Pooh Easter Egg and the other is a "Puppy Love" from Neilson. I'm not big on chocolate, I'll eat it but it's not my most favorite thing in the world, but for some reason Friday night I was right into it. I started by eating the top of the Egg then eating the other candy inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Stuff, but it was a little too thick and I like thin chocolate and I knew that the "Puppy Love" was one of those 99cent jobbies that usually melt when you touch them. So I grabbed the dog by the body and proceeded to bite it's head off(yeah I'm metal like that, rock on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a good majority of my Puppy Love, and it was damn tasty, when I started to look at the box. I don't think this was people chocolate. I think I just ate dog chocolate. Everything on the wrapper is dog geared. There's little puppy name tags on the back with a cut out collar. There's Neilson "Puppy Identification Card". There's little happy puppy cartoon images bounding around smiling. I feel truly disturbed. I've brushed my teeth about 70 times in the last 2 days and still have the feeling like I taste like dog food. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with some friends last night. We were all supposed to meet at one bar at 9:15ish. We got to that bar and they were showing the UFC PPV. While I love the UFC, but it has a tendency to invite...umm...surly people. So the bar was full of roughians and hoodlums(I'm also 1900's like that, rock on) and considering a large portion of our party were members of the female persuasion we decided it was for the best to move to another location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one problem. Not everyone had arrived. So we called those who could be contacted and notified them of our change of venue. We managed to get a hold of just about everyone. My good friend Hot Rod lives right around the corner from the establishment we were at and regularly walks there. So we decided to wait for him and give him a ride to the other place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some  more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about a half hour we called his wife(Julie) to ask if he had walked. She wasn't sure. So I left the message with her that if Rod showed up back home to meet us at the other bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got to the other bar and low and behold Hot Rod's there. "What are you doing here?", I asked. "What are you doing here?!?", he responded. Apparently he had made other arrangements with other friends to meet with them for a beer first. So long story short, we sat and waited at the other bar for no reason. He was there all along. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have too much else to say about last night other then the fact that our waitress was really quite cute. That all in itself made the evening a pleasant one. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111375046305224768?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111375046305224768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111375046305224768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111375046305224768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111375046305224768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-taste-like-dog-food.html' title='I Taste Like Dog Food...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111353021806963816</id><published>2005-04-14T21:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T19:58:39.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Sh!t...</title><content type='html'>I thought it was kind of funny that one of my google ads(you know those things over there---&gt;, the things that I'm not allowed to tell you to click often. Yeah those there ---&gt;) was for bored sh!t. What exactly is bored sh!t? Seeing as how I have nothing better to do, I decided to click the link to find out...and it lead no where. Don't know how that works, but yeah, an ad to nothing. Odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So only 34 days until Sith.  I'm wearing my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://shop.starwars.com/catalog/product.xml?product_id=1493;category_id=306"&gt;Revenge  of the Sith&lt;/a&gt; t-shirt today. One of the older guys at work came up to me and glanced down at my tee and then looked back up at me and smirked. "What?," I asked. "Even I know how to spell sh!t." Hardee Har Har. Get it...Sith...sh!t. Spelled somewhere similarly. Oh the humor. I'm busting a gut thinking about it now. Oh ho ho ho. Yeah. I need a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was eating a bowl of &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.kelloggs.com/brand/cx/index.shtml"&gt;Crispix&lt;/a&gt; in front of my computer earlier. Not a good idea. Phone rang so I got up to get it. Guess where the cereal ended up? Yeah, all over my keyboard. Here is some random quotes from an earlier conversation I was having as my old keyboard started dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;BgScaryGy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="0"&gt;yeh it wS ON THT CD i MDE FOR YOU THT DIDN'T  Work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;BgScaryGy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="0"&gt;now MY KEYBORD IS DOING RNDOM  CPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;BgScaryGy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="0"&gt;lots nd lots of spiders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;BgScaryGy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="0"&gt;I wnt pet  spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times let me tell you.   Luckily I have a wireless keyboard a friend gave me awhile ago, or I'd be up  shit's creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is turning out to be one of those blog entry's I hate. I don't really have anything to write about so I write about boring everyday stuff. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111353021806963816?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111353021806963816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111353021806963816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111353021806963816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111353021806963816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/bored-sht.html' title='Bored Sh!t...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111335652810850161</id><published>2005-04-12T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:32:04.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need a Vacation...</title><content type='html'>I've been noticing the past few days that I really need a vacation. One where nothing horrible happens and I can just chill. Smoke some Du Maurier, drink some Buds and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can picture it..sucks ass that I can't have it just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for July. Vacation month. Going to be soooo nice. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided the best thing I can to for myself in order to make the time until vacation go quicker is to set things up that I'm looking forward to. Kind of like a grand scale &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.ca/search?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;oi=defmore&amp;amp;q=define:advent"&gt;advent&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.google.com/search?as_q=Advent+Calender&amp;as_sitesearch=x-entertainment.com&amp;amp;num=100&amp;btnG=Google+Search&amp;amp;as_dt=i&amp;I1.x=0&amp;amp;I1.y=0&amp;I1=Search"&gt;calender&lt;/a&gt;.   Some of the gifts will be better then others, but all of them are things I'll be  looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example: There's a little movie coming out 36 days from now(29 for some people, I'm probably not going to be that lucky). I don't know if you've heard of it. Some guy goes nuts, fights his best friend, wipes out the rest of them, falls into a pit of lava, decides big black helmets and breathing tubes are the new look. Something about Revenge...oh it will come to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it now, there's a lot of movies I want to see  this summer.  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox/fantastic_four/"&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www2.warnerbros.com/batmanbegins/index.html"&gt;Batman Begins&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/paramount/waroftheworlds/"&gt;War of The  Worlds&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://hitchhikers.movies.go.com/"&gt;Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy&lt;/a&gt; and that other one. Good blockbuster filled summer for comic book geek people this year. All of those movies will make nice little rewards to make it to vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies aren't the only things though.  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0007Y8AMO/qid=1113354598/sr=8-1/ref=pd_csp_1/002-1960563-3680856?v=glance&amp;s=music&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;Cd's&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.chapters.indigo.ca/item.asp?Item=978140135973&amp;Catalog=Books&amp;amp;amp;amp;N=35&amp;Lang=en&amp;amp;Section=books&amp;zxac=1"&gt;books&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.us.playstation.com/psp.aspx"&gt;video games&lt;/a&gt;(I wish), &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.606studios.com/bendisboard/showthread.php?t=4658"&gt;comic  books&lt;/a&gt;.  Lots of little things.  But looking forward to them makes the time  go by quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's how I'm going to try and remain sane for the next little while. I'm thinking it might work. As my new life motto says, "Time will tell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I just found &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.stortroopers.com"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt; and have been screwing around with it for the last little bit.  Stupid pointless fun.  Check out some of my creations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src=" http://img155.exs.cx/img155/7894/aliendude7ov.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src=" http://img155.exs.cx/img155/7900/notaliendude6hs.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src=" http://img155.exs.cx/img155/9738/stormtrooper1nj.gif" /&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/10200237-111335652810850161?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111335652810850161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111335652810850161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111335652810850161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111335652810850161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-need-vacation.html' title='I Need a Vacation...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111315424794410403</id><published>2005-04-10T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T11:30:47.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts: The Sequel...</title><content type='html'>Am I as annoying as I think I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When does football season start?  Sundays are boring with no games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone that has had a broken heart needs to listen to "&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&amp;friendID=11673608&amp;amp;Mytoken=20050330095437"&gt;I'm going to stop pretending that I didn't break your heart&lt;/a&gt;" by my favorite band, Eels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored and this isn't as fluid as it was last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you stop being angry about things you can't control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Telnet dying such a slow death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like my pen from &lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="www.geekfury.com"&gt;GeekFURY&lt;/a&gt;, everyone should check out thier stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I have for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all I will say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10200237-111315424794410403?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111315424794410403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111315424794410403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111315424794410403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111315424794410403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/random-thoughts-sequel.html' title='Random Thoughts: The Sequel...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10200237.post-111300983143077751</id><published>2005-04-08T19:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T19:23:51.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>E is SOOO Cool...</title><content type='html'>I can't wait for the new Eels Album.  The anticipation is killing.  This is E.  He is too cool.  Listen to Eels and understand a little about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.eelstheband.com/main.asp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.exs.cx/img150/9790/2934020uv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'slater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luthor...werd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Click the picture to go to the Eels website.&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/10200237-111300983143077751?l=luthors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/feeds/111300983143077751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10200237&amp;postID=111300983143077751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111300983143077751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10200237/posts/default/111300983143077751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luthors.blogspot.com/2005/04/e-is-sooo-cool.html' title='E is SOOO Cool...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18292767367833603862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
