<?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-5032974</id><updated>2011-05-07T08:42:59.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fade to Black</title><subtitle type='html'>When a filmmaker finally finishes a film, you might here him say ''Now, fade to black.''</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107833025434494951</id><published>2004-03-03T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T08:13:49.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you ever seen something your entire life, then someone points something out about that something and you see that something in a whole different light? A confusing sentence I know, but this has happened to me. A little while ago, Jennifer pointed something out to me about the FedEx logo. If you'll notice, between the "E" and the "X" there is a rather large arrow pointing to the right. Now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107833025434494951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107833025434494951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107833025434494951' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107634521502017048</id><published>2004-02-09T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T08:49:19.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is no longer my hunting grounds, my new blog is The Telescreen. Hope to see you there!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107634521502017048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107634521502017048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107634521502017048' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107591311194541537</id><published>2004-02-04T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T08:47:29.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello everyone, I apologize for the mess that I created with my blog. The server I had been remote linking to shut me down, so all my pictures were lost. It prompted me to create a new look for this blog that was simple, yet fulfilling. Pardon my dust while I work on getting this thing up and in motion.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107591311194541537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107591311194541537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591311194541537' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107423694287560428</id><published>2004-01-15T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T23:10:55.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107423694287560428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107423694287560428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107423694287560428' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107323964080149038</id><published>2004-01-04T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T10:08:58.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I returned from my vacation, and took a day before I sat down and typed out everything that happened. I hadn’t been to Orlando since 1994, a very bad year for me indeed. On top of the terrible earthquake that occurred, my grandfather also passed away. It took many years of pestering my parents from my younger brother that we finally decided to make a return trip.DAY 1 -A limo takes my family </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107323964080149038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107323964080149038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107323964080149038' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107253259757372964</id><published>2003-12-27T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T05:44:43.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone, I'm going to be gone today to the 1st on winter vacation. Please don't be mad at me when I tell you where I'm going. I'm going to...to...Florida. Ok, I know you're thinking I'm a hypocrit and a sell-out, but I'm not! My PLAN is to take down the man from the inside. Sure theme park security thinks I'm having fun on their security monitors, but really I'll be plotting their fall.VIVA LA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107253259757372964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107253259757372964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107253259757372964' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107207743179128096</id><published>2003-12-21T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T23:18:31.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"It isn't as great as the best Japanese Samurai films, but it is certainly a worthy addition to a great film tradition."-- Robert Roten, LARAMIE MOVIE SCOPEDuring the first 30 minutes or so, I wasn't to enthralled. I was too busy gawking at the grainy computer animation, cheesy dialogue, and a character who made be cringe when he tried to act. But once this character who I despised finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107207743179128096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107207743179128096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107207743179128096' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107187900908095754</id><published>2003-12-19T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T16:18:39.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"This is a film of frequently pleasant surfaces, but there's no heat deep down inside."-- Robert W. Butler, KANSAS CITY STAR"Every inch the finale this saga deserves, cementing its place as one of the seminal cinematic achievements of our time."-- Rob Vaux, FLIPSIDE MOVIE EMPORIUM"The problems lie not in the movie's ideas or casting, but in the sitcom-like screenplay employed by writer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107187900908095754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107187900908095754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107187900908095754' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107163054219743695</id><published>2003-12-16T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T19:19:57.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"This feels awkward, like a film made by someone who thinks he has something to prove — or maybe to atone for."-- Bryant Frazer, BRYANT FRAZER'S DEEP FOCUS</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107163054219743695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107163054219743695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107163054219743695' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107078308046726200</id><published>2003-12-06T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T23:57:20.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Crude, profane, utterly offensive -- and one of the most darkly funny movies I've seen in years."-- Jim Slotek, JAM! MOVIES</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107078308046726200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107078308046726200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107078308046726200' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107065657755699818</id><published>2003-12-05T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T12:39:35.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Below is an article published in the CSUN newspaper, The Daily Sundial. If you would, please read the article and read my reaction to it below.Older students feel discrimination at Sierra CenterBy Salha MamontSundial StaffCashiers at the Sierra Center are required to ask all customers if they are students to determine whether or not to charge tax. However some students have noticed that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107065657755699818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107065657755699818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107065657755699818' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107060809091295712</id><published>2003-12-04T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T23:11:06.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Burton talks "Charlie &amp; the Chocolate Factory" POSTED ON 12/04/03 AT 11:30 A.M.BY THOMAS CHAU While speaking with The Chicago Sun-Times, Tim Burton talked a little bit about his plans for "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory," the upcoming Warner Bros. adaptation of Roald Dahl's children's book and also remake of the film "Willy Wonka &amp; The Chocolate Factory.""Well, I don't want to crush </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107060809091295712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107060809091295712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107060809091295712' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107050743273170786</id><published>2003-12-03T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T19:11:32.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>audio post powered by audblog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107050743273170786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107050743273170786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107050743273170786' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-107048200508092636</id><published>2003-12-03T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T12:37:57.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"In The Missing, Ron Howard somehow makes a great movie and an awful movie, all at the same time."-- Desson Thomson, WASHINGTON POSTMy Review: I'll tell you what was missing from "The Missing," anything good. Ok, that is a little bit overdramatic, but seriously that did cross my mind. The whole entire movie was an excuse to make a father-daughter-granddaughter saga that would pull at our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107048200508092636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/107048200508092636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107048200508092636' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106987035950506038</id><published>2003-11-27T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T11:05:17.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Happy Thanksirthday to Me!That's right everyone, you haven't read incorrectly. Today is my 19th birthday. What an age to be...19! I mean you can do everything like...like...oh...I guess you can't really do anything different at 19. I could get into rated R movies at 17, I could smoke and gamble at 18, I can't drink (legally) until I'm 21, and I can't run for president until I'm 35. Oh well, at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106987035950506038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106987035950506038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106987035950506038' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106948402877389809</id><published>2003-11-21T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T22:54:27.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The House in a ShamblesFor the last two days, a film called "Think Tank" has been filming at my house. My house is no ordinary residence anymore, it has transformed into a full working sound stage. Yesterday my parent's room had been dressed to resemble the bedroom of a sci-fi, star trek watching, duck pajama wearing nerd. Today, my room was used for a couple scenes. Right now I don't have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106948402877389809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106948402877389809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106948402877389809' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106921382770898856</id><published>2003-11-18T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T19:54:12.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm...notice any similarities?Coincidental, I think not!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106921382770898856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106921382770898856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106921382770898856' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106910102168763370</id><published>2003-11-17T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T21:32:56.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MOVIES WITHOUT REVIEWS AS OF YET:Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World"It's quite easy to just sit back and enjoy Master and Commander as the refined spectacle it clearly is."-- Scott Weinberg, EFILMCRITIC.COMLove Actually"Love Actually is impossible to dislike... no matter how cynically we might try."-- Rob Vaux, FLIPSIDE MOVIE EMPORIUMShattered Glass"Its greatest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106910102168763370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106910102168763370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106910102168763370' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106910010514894827</id><published>2003-11-17T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T12:22:59.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ripped from the HeadlinesHere is a new little section I have created, which will soon move over as a permanent section of my blog. It will feature any movie news I find significant and needs to be put on my blog right away.Today I have some news that I've been sitting on for over a week now. To my amazement and absolute glee two very important teaser trailers have hit the internet waves. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106910010514894827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106910010514894827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106910010514894827' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106866841568252645</id><published>2003-11-14T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T08:13:10.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DISCLAIMERThis blog was is in no way in reference to any particular incident or individual. Any similarities you may find to any conversations we have had is completely coincidental and in no way should be taken personally or with vice.Why is it that some people only complain about their life? A very blunt question that may already be conjuring up feelings of disgust for this blog entry. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106866841568252645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106866841568252645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106866841568252645' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106747247001894857</id><published>2003-10-29T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T17:18:26.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hidden Mickey'sEveryone I am really excited about next weekend. My dear friend Michelle is taking Kyle, Amanda, and myself to Disneyland and California Adventure! We're even staying at the Disneyland hotel! I haven't been on the monorail in a very long time, so that's something to look forward to. I'll be gone from Nov. 8 - 9. It will be like experiencing Disneyland in a whole different way. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106747247001894857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106747247001894857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106747247001894857' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106722458614089752</id><published>2003-10-26T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T19:47:03.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's "Halloween Week" over here Fade to Black, and were bringing it in with a bunch of horror movie reviews and any other goulishly fun things I can think of. So check back often for updates.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106722458614089752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106722458614089752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106722458614089752' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106705018434899328</id><published>2003-10-24T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T19:51:42.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know if anyone knows about this movie, but 20th Century Fox has "Alien vs Predator" in the works. At first you may think, "Wow, I can't believe two of the greatest characters to ever grace the sci-fi screen are going to be in the same movie. This can only mean fantastic results." I on the other hand, think the complete opposite. First I would like to ask, why on earth would you want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106705018434899328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106705018434899328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106705018434899328' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106703284691777455</id><published>2003-10-24T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T15:05:20.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smart Ass Quote of the Day"I knew right away he was as gay as a picnic basket."--By Rev. Jerome Brown, My World Religions TeacherI have no idea what that means, but my world religions teacher said it and I thought it was hilarious.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106703284691777455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106703284691777455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106703284691777455' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106700874426120754</id><published>2003-10-24T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T08:20:06.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you'll notice, my pick of the week this week is "Kill Bill." As opposed to it being a rental, this one you can still see in theaters. Kyle also has this movie as his pick, and for good reason. This film is probably the best movie I've seen all year. It literally screams Quentin Tarantino. Not only is this movie visually stuning, but it has some of the best kung fu that I have ever seen. If </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106700874426120754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106700874426120754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106700874426120754' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106684403980281027</id><published>2003-10-22T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T10:33:59.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smart Ass Quote of the Day"If life really is like a box of chocolates, I wish I could get rid of the coconut."--By Michael Kaye</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106684403980281027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106684403980281027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106684403980281027' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106684372838366343</id><published>2003-10-22T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T10:28:48.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You come from the Middle Ages.  Your soul came froma time when dragons, knights, war andPrincesses ruled the land. Where Did Your Soul Originate? brought to you by Quizilla---No wonder I like going to Medieval Times so much. It's like being home.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106684372838366343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106684372838366343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106684372838366343' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106641996443696574</id><published>2003-10-17T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T12:51:55.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Place on the Other Sideby Michael KayeChapter 1 - The DisappearanceHand in hand they walked across the sandy beach. Ricky looked up at his mother who had one hand cupped over her eyes. He was very excited to be at the beach. When his mother asked him what he wanted to do for his 7th birthday, he knew exactly where he wanted to go. They were looking for a place to setup their umbrella and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106641996443696574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106641996443696574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106641996443696574' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106625556414274592</id><published>2003-10-15T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T15:10:57.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Japanese or Korean What Language Are You?---I KNEW it!!!---Which Naruto Character are You?quiz by orangeday.net---I'd say that's kinda true.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106625556414274592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106625556414274592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106625556414274592' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106625496070311330</id><published>2003-10-15T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T14:57:45.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smart Ass Quotes of the Day"I want to die in my sleep like my grandfather.... Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car...."."If we aren't supposed to eat animals, why are they made of meat?""He who laughs last thinks slowest""A bartender is just a pharmacist with a limited inventory."--all by anonymous</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106625496070311330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106625496070311330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106625496070311330' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106610065041921728</id><published>2003-10-13T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T20:04:10.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCK FLORIDA!Oh look! What wonderful news I found while looking around the internet.----Soarin’ Attraction Lands at Epcot The popular “Soarin’ Over California” attraction at Disney’s California Adventure will take Walt Disney World guests on an eye-filling journey when it opens at Epcot in 2005. The new attraction sends guests on a sweeping flyover above the wondrous Golden State for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106610065041921728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106610065041921728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106610065041921728' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106567188568899515</id><published>2003-10-08T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T20:58:05.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check out this really weird e-mail that I recieved. It's not a SPAM e-mail, but it has to be some kind of huge scam.-----------Dear Sir, My name is Barrister Henry Roland, representing a client from Liberia who is on exile in Nigeria. My client was a top officer in the former Government of Charles Taylor of Liberia.My client has told me to look for someone who will help him acquire a living </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106567188568899515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106567188568899515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106567188568899515' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106539575057803998</id><published>2003-10-05T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T16:15:50.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From the Files of the Darwin AwardsKung Fu Lion Historic Darwin Award Nominee Confirmed by Darwin (Late 1989s, Australia) A rather impressionable student of kung fu listened with rapt attention when his instructor dramatically informed the class, "Now that you have reached this level in your training, you can kill wild animals with your bare hands!"The martial arts trainee took the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106539575057803998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106539575057803998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106539575057803998' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106520859135973135</id><published>2003-10-03T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T12:18:07.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Candy Bar of DOOM!I read a weird fact that said "Every year, 13 people are killed by vending machine accidents." immediately I started thinking of scenarios dealing with vending machine deaths. How could it be possible? The most logical is that the person was trying to tip the vending machine to either steel something or get that dangling buncha crunch box. Wouldn't that suck? You die </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106520859135973135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106520859135973135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106520859135973135' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106503699886054734</id><published>2003-10-01T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T12:37:55.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life UpdateI thought I would give a little blog info about my life in general at the moment. I'm in a really good place right now. I've been going to the gym for the past 3 weeks, so I'm getting some muscle. I'm sore as hell the next day, but it's worth it. I asked this girl out and were going to do something tonight. I'm doing really well in school and people there seem to really like me and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106503699886054734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106503699886054734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106503699886054734' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106503566612745093</id><published>2003-10-01T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T12:17:26.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Asshole at SubwayI've starting a new thing at CSUN, where instead of getting a sandwich that was made a week ago and wrapped in plastic, I spend an extra dollar or two at the local subway. I don't know why I didn't go there from the beginning, the subway is on campus. It's like getting coffee from that vending machine in school when there is a Starbucks right next door. Anyways, so I get in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106503566612745093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106503566612745093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106503566612745093' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106460473290625869</id><published>2003-09-26T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T12:32:51.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check back soon for the...PEPSI vs. COKE CHALLENGE!I will be having a group of people tasting both coke and pepsi to find out which soda is really the best. No more of this bullshit Pepsi challenge which is completely rigged, or these people saying that coke and pepsi are the same thing. The answer will finally be revealed, and we can all sleep soundly knowing which soda is in fact the best.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106460473290625869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106460473290625869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106460473290625869' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106460431447065432</id><published>2003-09-26T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T12:25:16.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smart Ass Quote of the Day"French bread is just sourdough, but without the sour."--By Kyle Scott</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106460431447065432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106460431447065432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106460431447065432' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106460401359432924</id><published>2003-09-26T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T12:20:20.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Dream is a Wish Your Heart MakesKyle has written on his blog, and is currently writing, a dream he had the other day. I thought since Kyle is talking about dreams, and since my psychology class is talking about dreams, then maybe I should. When I was little, I used to be able to control my dreams. To explain further, when I would be dreaming I would suddenly know I was dreaming while still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106460401359432924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106460401359432924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106460401359432924' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106425074441674331</id><published>2003-09-22T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T10:17:53.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Comfort BubbleA comfort bubble is the area around you that strangers stay out of so that you can stay comfortable and safe. Many people have one of these and perhaps refer to it as their "personal space." Like these people, I have one, and sometimes I feel that other people just don't respect it. Have you ever walked into a near empty theater, find a seat, then a stranger comes in and sits </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106425074441674331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106425074441674331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106425074441674331' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106399912863807253</id><published>2003-09-19T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T10:20:18.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahoy matey! I be mad Cap'n Miguel de Tarzana, an' I be wantin' to wish ye a 'appy talk like a pirate day on tis' here glorious day o' the ninteenth of September! If ye are a scallywag and ignore tis' here 'oly day, ye will be walkin' me plank, an' sleepin' in davey jone's locker. If there be any wenches reading me words of knowledge, then I'd love to drop anchor in your lagoon. Yo-ho-ho! Now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106399912863807253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106399912863807253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106399912863807253' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106381306312924039</id><published>2003-09-17T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T08:37:42.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hehe, check out this Hooters calendar I came across. Woah! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106381306312924039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106381306312924039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106381306312924039' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106368247943805787</id><published>2003-09-15T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T12:19:36.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Join my Yahoo! GroupThe Sky is Falling</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106368247943805787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106368247943805787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106368247943805787' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106365516838206478</id><published>2003-09-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T12:50:06.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought it would be an interesting blog entry if I did something out of character for me and talk about girls. For some reason, I never talk about this subject in my life. Usually when people ask me about that area I kind of skim around it and change the subject. So far in my life, I've asked only 2 girls out. Let me explain these two cases even further. The first girl I ever asked out was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106365516838206478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106365516838206478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106365516838206478' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106357039069781825</id><published>2003-09-14T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T13:20:59.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Proof that ordinary guys can hold the comics, and the screen, as well as superheroes. This Halloween, I want to be Harvey Pekar."-- David Edelstein, SLATE     Peckar is a pessimistic file clerk with no hope of ever rising above his boring job, slobbish apartment, and bad attitude. Wonderfully set in his ways, Peker's constant self-deprication is clearly a front for his prolific interests in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106357039069781825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106357039069781825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106357039069781825' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106331956825172376</id><published>2003-09-11T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T15:33:20.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Never Forget!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106331956825172376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106331956825172376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106331956825172376' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106322289490121930</id><published>2003-09-10T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T12:47:35.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Going through the classified section of my college newspaper, The Daily Sundial, I see some interesting adds that I just had to comment on.SEEKING CAUCASIAN egg donor, 18-28, with history of good health. Must have nice features and a good education. $5,000.00-- This want ad seems somehow wrong to me. First, I suppose it's because I see the words "seeking caucasian" in big letters. That </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106322289490121930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106322289490121930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106322289490121930' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106320880754738199</id><published>2003-09-10T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T08:46:47.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Head over to THE CONCESSION STAND!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106320880754738199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106320880754738199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106320880754738199' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106320836989582101</id><published>2003-09-10T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T08:39:29.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found this little snipet of movie news and I thought I might pass it along. If you were a fan of the television show "Family Guy," then you should be as pleased as I am. If you not a fan, then I suggest becoming one before this great show passes you by. The show it on Cartoon Network evernight at 11:30.Family Guy creator Seth McFarlane has told Cinescape.com that the rumor about the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106320836989582101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106320836989582101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106320836989582101' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106305035850722206</id><published>2003-09-08T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T17:59:34.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"A slightly better-than-average David Spade summer comedy that imparts its fair share of laughs but bogs down after a solid start and never makes anything special out of its premise."-- William Arnold, SEATTLE POST-INTELLIGENCERDavid Spade stars Dickie Roberts as a former child star who hires a family to relive the childhood he missed in order to get a part in a Rob Reiner movie.The movie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106305035850722206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106305035850722206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106305035850722206' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106304884130758591</id><published>2003-09-08T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T12:20:41.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just before I came into the library to do some homework, I ran into a girl I hadn't seen since last semester. I know her from my high school, and although we weren't "best friends" we were on the occasional speaking basis. As we were passing, I said "Hey!" really quick and direct. She turned and said "Hey, how are you?" and kept walking. I turned and yelled, "fine!" This whole encounter left me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106304884130758591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106304884130758591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106304884130758591' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106288960686904176</id><published>2003-09-06T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T12:48:55.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you ever encountered someone who loves to hear themselves talk? Well the person behind me, John, is one of these people. Not only does he like the hear himself speak, but he dosn't care what he says. He comments to comment. It doesn't matter if it makes sense, he finds it funny. In my head i'm saying "shut up," but I guess he's not a telepath because he keeps talking.Funny story about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106288960686904176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106288960686904176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106288960686904176' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106269789374829994</id><published>2003-09-04T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T16:01:52.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FIRE IN THE LIBRARY!!!or was there...An interesting thing happened about 15 minutes ago while I was in the library. I'm sitting on the computer, working diligently on a paper; when suddenly lights start to flash and alarms start to sound. Obviously it's the fire alarm, and everyone just stays in his or her seat unsure what exactly to do. Then the computer clerk or whoever he is tells us to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106269789374829994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106269789374829994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106269789374829994' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106261611418060717</id><published>2003-09-03T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T16:37:53.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"... so pointless and so flat-out dumb that it isn't worth the time or the money to watch."-- Dawn Taylor, PORTLAND TRIBUNEI take it that if you saw my urgent notice a few days ago, you already know what I'm going to say about this movie. Jeepers Creepers 2, directed by Victor Salva, supposedly takes place right after the second, or 23 years later, there is still confusion on this. It's about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106261611418060717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106261611418060717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106261611418060717' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106254255899119639</id><published>2003-09-02T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T21:12:15.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are two photos from one of my many theme park adventures that will be posted in an on-line photo album. I will be sharing the album with kyle, so he will be adding pictures as well. I will say when pictures have been added.Six FlagsKnott's Berry Farm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106254255899119639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106254255899119639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106254255899119639' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106230867853870124</id><published>2003-08-30T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T22:44:38.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TO ALL PEOPLE I ONLY HAVE TIME FOR A QUICK MESSAGE!!!! DO NOT SEE JEEPERS CREEPERS 2!!!! IT IS THE WORST MOVIE I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!!!!! YOU WILL BE WASTING YOUR MONEY!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106230867853870124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106230867853870124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106230867853870124' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106218426621527709</id><published>2003-08-29T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T12:27:15.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a new thing I'm going to try and keep up to date with, who knows, you might have the smart ass quote of the day Smart Ass Quote of the Day"If non-alcholic beer has no alcohol in it, wouldn't it be soda?"--By Michael Kaye</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106218426621527709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106218426621527709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106218426621527709' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106217851971704394</id><published>2003-08-29T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T10:38:03.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone I have a couple of announcements. First of all, please check back here tomorrow for my first ever guest reviewer at the concession stand Kyle! I hope this to be the first of MANY guest reviewers. If you would like to be one, please e-mail me your name and e-mail, and I will assign you something to review. Whatever a guest reviewer reviews will be purchased by me or I will reimburse the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106217851971704394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106217851971704394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106217851971704394' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106217813552329094</id><published>2003-08-29T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T10:29:40.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Which Evangelion Child Are You?I like it when I just happen to get the picture of the guy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106217813552329094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106217813552329094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106217813552329094' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106203580379057014</id><published>2003-08-27T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T18:58:39.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The best freakin flash movie of all time!Rise of the Mushroom Kingdom</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106203580379057014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106203580379057014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106203580379057014' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106201127825165814</id><published>2003-08-27T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T12:50:10.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mike's Movie Night of Alien AutopsiesEveryone, the time is drawing near for another one of Michael's famous movie nights. For those of you who don't know what a movie night is, it's a night where I show a series of themed movies all night. For the next one, it will be Alien Films. What I would like you to do is from the list below, choose 10 films that you like the most and put them in no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106201127825165814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106201127825165814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106201127825165814' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106188119873659070</id><published>2003-08-25T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T22:06:14.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think it’s very unfair and moronic that some people think that if a man likes a musical then he must be gay, when musicals are some of the most cinematic films every created and defined an entire age of film. I’m not ashamed to admit it, I like musicals. Not all of them of course, you don’t like every horror movie do you? There are also some that I haven’t seen, but would like to in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106188119873659070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106188119873659070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106188119873659070' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106183929787855760</id><published>2003-08-25T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T15:05:05.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm thinking of joining a fraternity, "I PHELTA THIGH"Today was the day, and still is the day I started school. It felt odd waking up at 6:45 am again to start school. I got so used to being able to sleep in to 11:00 that today started me out with an odd feeling. It felt like it was still summer, but today I was doing something different to what I had been doing the previous 3 months.When I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106183929787855760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106183929787855760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106183929787855760' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106133760175150442</id><published>2003-08-19T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T17:56:24.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"In the end, it's 'Moo' the pig, that comes off looking the best here."-- Jane Stevenson, JAM! MOVIES"Uptown Girls", directed by Boaz Yakin (Remember the Titans) is about Molly Gunn (Britney Murphy), the daughter of a late rock legend who everyone loves. In the film she goes from princess to pauper and is forced to get a job being a nanny for child brat germaphobe Ray (Dakota Fanning). To be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106133760175150442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106133760175150442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106133760175150442' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106115094903494824</id><published>2003-08-17T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T13:09:09.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FROM "THE HEAD CRUSHER" VAULTA family of suckers at Disney WorldWhen I think of Florida, I think of old people, swamp land, and humidity. When the theme park industry thinks of Florida, they think of all the feebleminded people willing to go there to spend money. This is why I make this statement, “I hate Florida.” I know, you’re thinking that hate is a strong word. But let me tell you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106115094903494824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106115094903494824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106115094903494824' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106109581413793984</id><published>2003-08-16T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T21:51:06.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really like this picture. It's of various robot women in movies. To get a larger version, and to perhaps guess who is who, click the picture.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106109581413793984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106109581413793984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106109581413793984' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106108957655369883</id><published>2003-08-16T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T21:28:45.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I watch a lot of television, which I think gives me a good idea of what shows are worth watching. These 4 shows were my 3 favorite for this year, but hopefully the fall will bring some new ones.Dead Like MeShowtimeFriday - 10 PMA college dropout, Georgia "George" Lass is killed by a toilet seat that falls from the MIR space station on her first day at a temp agency. Upon death, she is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106108957655369883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106108957655369883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106108957655369883' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106084141862542681</id><published>2003-08-13T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T23:14:58.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please! Sign my petition to bring "Salute Your Shorts" to dvd!click here</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106084141862542681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106084141862542681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106084141862542681' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-106031262252937096</id><published>2003-08-07T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T20:17:02.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I had been writing religiously then people would be wondering where I've been for the last week. What they would find out is that I was in the hospital. No I wasn't sick, I was getting jaw surgery. The whole thing was a rather exhausting experience.I got there at about 7:30 am on Friday morning with my parents. We went to the admiting office and waited there for about 30 minutes sorting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106031262252937096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/106031262252937096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106031262252937096' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-105833928942107548</id><published>2003-07-16T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T00:09:44.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been a while since I picked a film, but hopefully I'll get back to it.The film I chose this week is "In Dreams." This darkly imaginative film from director Neil Jordan (THE CRYING GAME, INTERVIEW WITH A VAMPIRE) follows Claire, a psychic New England housewife (Annette Bening) who loses her grip on reality when her dreams connect with those of a psychotic child murderer (Robert Downey</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105833928942107548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105833928942107548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105833928942107548' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-105833893047574532</id><published>2003-07-16T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T00:02:10.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a new addition to The Concession Stand.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105833893047574532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105833893047574532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105833893047574532' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-105815005122706834</id><published>2003-07-13T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T19:34:11.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a day I finally got my car washed. Now, it's not that I don't like getting my car washed. Who wouldn't like a nice freshly cleaned car? It's just one of those things that you don't want to do, but once you're there everything is fine. Another thing was my dad kept telling me to get it washed, which for some reason made me want to get it washed less and less. I think it was my atempt to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105815005122706834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105815005122706834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105815005122706834' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-105786725706775483</id><published>2003-07-10T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T13:16:33.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A postcard from my second trip to Ensanada during the last 4th of July weekend.Dear Bloggers,Today was an interesting day. We arrived in Ensanada early this morning, but didn't leave the ship until 12. I was upset because today in Ensanada is a dry day (no alcohol) because of elections. I guess they had a problem with drunk people voting. I did some shopping. I bought a shirt, 2 manly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105786725706775483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105786725706775483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105786725706775483' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-105782566775251386</id><published>2003-07-10T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T22:42:53.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have created with some help from Kyle, a list of movie terms at a new page called The Movie Theater Dictionary. There will be a permanent link on my blog under the "on the reel" section. New terms will constantly be added so I'll update you here when I do add new ones.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105782566775251386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105782566775251386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105782566775251386' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-105701348677539821</id><published>2003-06-30T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T15:51:26.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I MADE THIS QUIZ!!!!!! Which Muppet are you? [Pictures] brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105701348677539821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105701348677539821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105701348677539821' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-105695062801413714</id><published>2003-06-29T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T22:24:21.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What Finding Nemo Character are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105695062801413714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105695062801413714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105695062801413714' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-105667275525849646</id><published>2003-06-26T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T17:12:35.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To be honest, I think Knott's is an underrated park. The only thing I have a problem with it the absence of a theme. I know what your thinking, they have this whole old west thing going on and then there is camp snoopy. But these themes are very sporadic (a word I learned from the film "Clueless"), and don't work the themes that they do have very well. I don't know about you, but I feel weird </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105667275525849646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/105667275525849646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105667275525849646' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-95901170</id><published>2003-06-21T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T15:19:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As many of my friends would say, I have really weird dreams. It is because of my obsession of films that my dreams are like a movie. Characters have subtext, there is a plot, celebrities, action, drama, comedy, and cinematography. Another odd thing is that I seem to remember more then most people, and sometimes I have a series of different dreams rather then one continuous ones. When I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/95901170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/95901170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95901170' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-95803152</id><published>2003-06-18T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T13:29:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Kyle...You are Jack, a forest child w/ a noble and pureheart who is the world's only champion. What Legend Character Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/95803152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/95803152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95803152' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-95738556</id><published>2003-06-16T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T19:49:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey everyone, I got back last Friday from a 5 day cruise to Catalina and Ensanada. The room was fine except it had no window, so there was a complete absence of time. If I awoke in the middle of the night, I would have no clue what time it was because there was no natural light. I had to keep my watch next to me to keep from going crazy. I don't get seasick so that wasn't really a problem.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/95738556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/95738556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95738556' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-95258218</id><published>2003-06-03T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T16:10:22.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have added a new section to this blog called "mp3 of the week." Here I will put music from various film scores and maybe some classical. I can't take credit entirely for coming up with this. Kyle is doing something similar.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/95258218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/95258218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95258218' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-94748757</id><published>2003-05-22T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T11:51:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For my pick of the week I have choosen This is Spinal Tap. A hilarious mock-umentary about the life and times of a yesterdays news rock band. The film is directed by none other then Rob Reiner. The same man who has directed many other fantastic films such as "Misery" and "Stand By Me." If you enjoy this movie, I would suggest that you see any Christopher Guest film. He does his films in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94748757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94748757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94748757' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-94748581</id><published>2003-05-22T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T11:36:39.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well everyone, yesterday was my last day of school and now I have a long 3 month summer agead of me. Since I have all this new found free time I should be able to post more often. I know that I haven't been posting, and I have made some false promises, but hopefully after today I'll have weekly if not every other day posts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94748581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94748581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94748581' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-94373197</id><published>2003-05-14T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T22:40:09.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I would normally have changed the pick of the week already, but since I was late puting up the last one I am going to keep it on 'till Friday.As for "The Concession Stand" I am at a stand-still. I just haven't seen anything that screamed "review me!" Does anyone have any suggestions out there? I'm going to try and review something by the end of the week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94373197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94373197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94373197' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-94231260</id><published>2003-05-12T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T22:50:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Over this past weekend I rented a favorite Rob Reiner film called "The American President." A Clinton-esque U.S. President (Michael Douglas) is in the White House, but he was elected after being widowed. Now, 3 years into his presidency, he starts to date again, becoming involved with a environmental lobbyist (Annette Bening) despite the political fireworks that may cause.This film is done </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94231260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94231260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94231260' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-94230823</id><published>2003-05-12T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T16:00:16.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I apologize for my lack in updates as of late. School is almost over and I have been really busy with finals.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94230823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94230823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94230823' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-94230653</id><published>2003-05-12T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T15:59:34.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An AnniversaryOver the week I had an interesting thought during a conversation with Amanda. She said that her 2 month anniversary with Santiago was coming up, and was wondering if he would remember. This got me thinking, why is there a two month anniversary. People just arbitrarily pick a day and call it their 2 day, 1 week, or one month anniversary. If I were Santiago, I wouldn't realize that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94230653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/94230653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94230653' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-93677282</id><published>2003-05-02T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T16:07:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you think about it, this picture is kind of funnyOn my way to the 3rd floor computer lab, I decided that I would take the escalator. Normally if I come to the library in the middle of the day I would take the elevator, but today I decided that the escalator would be the best form of transportation to the 3rd floor. Once I reached the first escalator, I discovered that it wasn't moving. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93677282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93677282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93677282' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-93612136</id><published>2003-05-01T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T12:45:35.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check out the Cool Gucamole Lay's at "The Concession Stand".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93612136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93612136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93612136' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-93569502</id><published>2003-04-30T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T19:41:02.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When you have a Mogwai there are three very important rules you must follow. First, you can't get them wet. Second, you can't feed them after midnight. Third, you must keep them away from bright light. If you break these rules, you'll get GREMLINS!If you haven't already guessed, my pick of the week is "Gremlins." A film by Joe Dante, who also directed "Explorers" and "Innerspace." This film is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93569502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93569502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93569502' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-93567306</id><published>2003-04-30T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T19:29:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been lacking in posts for the last few weeks for a number of reasons. First, I was sick for about a week. My number one concern was to get better as quick as I could so I could get back to posting. The other reason is just that I have been really busy with school. I haven't had anytime to get to a computer, even at school.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93567306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93567306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93567306' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-93125661</id><published>2003-04-23T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T11:05:42.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got these in an e-mail. It's a long post, but it's pretty funny.1. Only in America......can a pizza get to your house faster than an ambulance.2. Only in America......are there handicap parking places in front of a skating rink.3. Only in America......do drugstores make the sick walk all the way tothe back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93125661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/93125661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93125661' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-92336208</id><published>2003-04-09T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T10:48:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As you may have already noticed, the new pick of the week is "Panic Room." A film staring Jodie Foster, Forest Whitaker, Jared Leto and directed by David Fincher. David Fincher is quickly becoming one of my favorite directors. With his hit film "Fight Club," he caught my attention and made me take a closer look into previous works and up and coming works. I went to see the movie "Panic Room" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/92336208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/92336208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92336208' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-92333442</id><published>2003-04-09T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T10:44:36.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey over to the Concession Stand and try some Boston Baked Beans!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/92333442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/92333442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92333442' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-91994121</id><published>2003-04-04T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T09:51:25.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On the CSUN campus there is a "plethera" of convenience stores. There is one in particular where the cashier has inspired this blog I am writing at this very moment. You see, this cashier is no ordinary cashier, he is a singing cashier. On the limited number of ocassions that I went to this specific convenience store I always end up with this guy. So I go up to the counter with whatever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/91994121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/91994121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91994121' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-91882180</id><published>2003-04-02T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T18:15:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A couple new additions to mention...First off, there is a new addition to "The Concession Stand" so hurry on over.Second, I added the latest film of the week. I recently purchased this movie "The Color Purple" after seeing it about a billion times. I have never met anyone who didn't like this movie, and I'd be very surprised if you were the first. It's a film by STEVEN SPIELBERG and stars </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/91882180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/91882180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91882180' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-91611160</id><published>2003-03-29T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T10:14:14.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello everyone! I've added a new section to the blog called "New at the Concession Stand." If you click the picture, it will send you to a completely new page for the blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/91611160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/91611160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91611160' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-91527370</id><published>2003-03-27T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T14:26:47.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know that there are some people out there who haven't seen this movie (...Amanda...), that is why I chose Misery as my pick of the week. Today I was thinking about my pick, and I decided I was going to pick a horror movie. It was the delivery of a new Stephen King book that made me choose the thriller Misery, based on a book by Stephen King.Misery stars Kathy Bates in the role that won her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/91527370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/91527370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91527370' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-90961383</id><published>2003-03-18T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T18:00:54.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My pick of the week this week is "Amadeus." Last night I went with Kyle to the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion to see Mikhail Pletnev. He played 3 piano solos: Tchaikovsky: Dumka, Op. 59 and Sonata, Op. 37, "Grand Sonata," and Mussorgsky: Pictures at an Exhibition. He also came back for an encore, where he played 2 more Tchaikovsky pieces. Listening to the classical music is what made me think to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/90961383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/90961383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90961383' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5032974.post-90960544</id><published>2003-03-18T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T17:41:26.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My results from the quiz...I agree with it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/90960544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5032974/posts/default/90960544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ftb.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90960544' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
