<?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-2891954988071959591</id><updated>2012-02-12T16:58:13.372-06:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='LOST'/><category term='ER'/><category term='HELP'/><category term='Ranting'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Television'/><category term='Equestrian'/><category term='Health Issues'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>FYE (For Your Et)</title><subtitle type='html'>Randomosity performing opinionated work.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8051774096021257670</id><published>2010-03-20T09:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:44:24.717-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Issues'/><title type='text'>The Most Recent News</title><content type='html'>The doctor called this morning (rather early might I add) and said that I am an interesting case, I DO NOT want to be an interesting case (it means they don't know what's going on).  I have been diagnosed with MALT or Mucosa-Associated Lmphoid Tissue which is often found in the stomach as MALT Lymphoma, a very mild treatable lymphoma that can actually be treated with antibiotics (to kill H-pylori bacteria which cause ulcers) however I don't have MALT in my stomach (haha that's unfortunate cuz a malt sounds really good right noww too bad I'm allergic to gluten, anyway) I have it in my ileum and colon which is perplexing to the doctors as they've never seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our current plan of action includes me being a human pincussion and having blood tests for multiple different viruses (including epstein bar or mono which I've already had) and most likely lymphoma as well.  My doctors will also consult with doctors (mainly pathologists) at the University and possibly at Mayo.  At least they found something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8051774096021257670?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8051774096021257670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8051774096021257670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8051774096021257670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8051774096021257670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2010/03/most-recent-news.html' title='The Most Recent News'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6534661623354766963</id><published>2010-03-19T23:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:28:00.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Issues'/><title type='text'>My Rather Comlicated Health Issues</title><content type='html'>So basically if I don't write all this out somewhere I might go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;It all began 3 or 4 weeks ago (I can't quite remember) when I stayed home from school with flu-like symptoms thinking that a day of rest would cure me little did I know 3 or 4 weeks later I would be in miserable pain with no answers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to Come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6534661623354766963?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6534661623354766963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6534661623354766963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6534661623354766963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6534661623354766963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-rather-comlicated-health-issues.html' title='My Rather Comlicated Health Issues'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-852044116862340318</id><published>2010-02-03T11:19:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:37:10.226-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>LAX Parts 1 and 2</title><content type='html'>Well that was thoroughly confusing, so I'm gonna ramble for a while and try to figure it out for myself, perhaps my ramblings will help other confused Lost fans as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 (alternate reality/timeline created by the detonation of the nuclear core):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Flight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically the plane (Flight 815) hit similar turbulence over the Island but didn't crash since the nuclear explosion (from 1977) apparently sunk the Island and destroyed the pocket of electromagnetic energy that would have crashed the plane. (We know this is a completely alternate timeline/reality because Desmond is on the plane and Hurley is the luckiest guy in the world.) While on the flight Jack meets Bernard, Rose, Cindy, and (sort of) Kate. He saves Charlie's life (with Sayid's help) when Charlie panics and attempts to swallow his stash to hide it, obviously his plan fails when Jack opens his airway by removing the stash from Charlie's throat. Also on the plane Arzt meets Hurley, Boone and Locke have a conversation where Locke says he went on the walk-about in Australia (I think he was lying as he is still a paraplegic), and Sawyer briefly meets Kate, Marshall Edward Mars, and Hurley (he advises Hurley to not tell people he won the lottery b/c other people may try to take advantage of him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After landing in LA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlie gets arrested off the plane for the illegal substances he was carrying. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jin gets taken into custody for not declaring his enormous wad of cash (more than $10,000) and Sun lies to the airport security about not being able to speak English.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack finds out that the airline lost his father's body somehow and meets Locke whose case of knives has also been lost. Locke comforts Jack in a way over the loss of his father and Jack gives Locke his card and offers him a free consult for Locke's paraplegia saying that nothing is irreperable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate escapes from the Marshall while still in handcuffs stealing his coat to hide her wrists. She gets on an elevator with Sawyer who assists her in getting off the elevator after two airport security guards get on. Kate eventually escapes to the car loading area and hijacks a cab in which CLAIRE is the passenger after being spotted by the Marshall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that, I think, is all of the 2004 plot, I may have forgotten something, but if I forgot something it must not have been that important. More to come later about 2007 on the Island, but now lunch is over and I must go to class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2007 on the Island:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate wakes up in a tree and proceeds to almost fall out of said tree she can't hear anything for a while (most likely due to the noise of the explosion/white flash thing) and she eventually stumbles upon Miles who also cannot hear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate discovers that they are back in 2007 when she finds that they are at the hatch that Desmond imploded.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack is laying unconsciously by the hatch and Kate wakes him up and fills him in on everything she knows which isn't much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't remember where Sawyer was but eventually he appears/wakes up and is enraged that 'it didn't work' and that Juliet is dead, he blames Jack for her death.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of a sudden Kate hears muffled noises coming from the hatch and it slowly dawns on the survivors that even though she fell for about 100 feet and was buried in shrapnel Julite is still magically alive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meanwhile Hurley wakes up at the hippie van with Sayid (who is dying from his gunshot wound) and Jin.  Jin runs to get Jack b/c Sayid is dying of a gunshot wound.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hurley sees Jacob stumble out of the jungle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jacob informs Hurley that in order to save Sayid he will have to have Jin take him (Sayid) to the hole in the wall where he was with the French team.  He then tells Hurley to remember the guitar case that he gave him and that he (Jacob) is dead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back at the hatch Jack, Sawyer, Kate, and Miles are frantically digging through imploded metal in attempt to reach Juliet who has ceased yelling for help.  One of the metal pieces covering the entrance to the hatch is too heavy for the people to use so they decided to use the bus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jin and Jack go back to the van (or at least Jin does, I can't remember if Jakc went with him) to help Sayid and get the van to move the metal to rescue Juliet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While the others are gone Sawyer informs Kate that he plans to kill Jack if Juliet dies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When at least Jin (and possibly Jack) arrive at the van Hurley asks Jin about the place that Jacob mentioned and Jin says that he knows what Hurley is talking about.  They load Sayid into the van and drive the van to the hatch where they use the van to haul the piece of heavy metal off of the entrance to the hatch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer jumps in and finds Juliet who is indeed dying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two share a touching moment in which Juliet tells Sawyer that she is sad her plan (exploding the bomb) didn't work because she wanted him to have never had to come to the Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They kiss, she says "I'm................(I think he was going to say pregnant)" and then Juliet dies. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-852044116862340318?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/852044116862340318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=852044116862340318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/852044116862340318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/852044116862340318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2010/02/lax-parts-1-and-2.html' title='LAX Parts 1 and 2'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2789814755720052061</id><published>2010-02-02T11:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:31:49.514-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>It's Back!</title><content type='html'>In approximately 8 and a half hours Lost will return with the premiere of its final season, now I may keep this blog up to date at all, but perhaps with the return of Lost I will have something to write about (however Lost returning will not provide me with the time I need to write). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2789814755720052061?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2789814755720052061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2789814755720052061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2789814755720052061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2789814755720052061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-back.html' title='It&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8920676837923511947</id><published>2009-06-03T09:25:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:08:15.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equestrian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HELP'/><title type='text'>Memoir Parts of My Essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Memoirs&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(Obviously these are not in order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shenanigans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moving to a rural neighborhood and celebrating my tenth birthday my parents finally granted my lifelong wish and began paying for me to take riding lessons at a local stable. During my third lesson I was thrown from the back of a two ton horse, had the wind knocked out of me, and almost had my face kicked in. The trauma of falling off alone would probably have been enough to cause any other girl to never want to look at another horse let alone get on one ever again. I on the other hand blamed myself for letting the horse spook and got right back on. This was the first time I was almost killed by a horse and the first time that I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer I leased Spider I had just finished riding one day when Anna showed up to ride a friend's horse (Tory) while her friend was away.  I decided to stay at the Barn and visit with her while she rode.  Another rider came out while Anna was riding and got her own horse ready to ride.  It is good manners if you are on the ground to open the gate for a rider if they need to go into a pasture to ride, so good-manner little me opened the gate to the mare pasture so that this other rider could go in.  Much to my chagrin one of the mares on the other side of the gate had decided that the grass on the other side of the fence did indeed look much tastier than the grass in the pasture.  I tried to shoo her away so that the other rider could come through, but she wasn't moving.  Suddenly another mare (who must have also thought that the grass outside of the pasture would make a fine lunch) bit the mare I was trying to shoo away.  This caused the first mare to charge out of the pasture bowling me over in the process.  Her hoof was less than an inch from my face.  The rest of what happened in that instant is a blur to me, but someone (be it Anna, her dad, or the other rider) must have kept the other mare from coming out for if she had she certainly would have trampled and killed me.  Anna thought that I was dead and was pleasantly surprised when I moved to get up.  All I remember from the rest of that day is that Spider (who was in the stall closest to the mare pasture and had therefore witnessed the entire ordeal) was rapidly pacing his paddock and that after I got up I tacked him up for the second time that day and rode with Anna for the rest of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening towards the middle of my lease on Spider I was riding him in the mare pasture.  I being bored with only moving at a trot decided that it was time for Spider and I to canter.  Unfortunately I made quite a few mistakes when I asked him to move faster which caused him to skip the canter and head into a full-fledged gallop around the pasture.  I tried to keep a cool head about the situation and get him to slow down, but after losing my stirrups and eventually the reins I was about ready to bail off (which would have most likely resulted in a few broken limbs).  Luckily for me at the moment I was about to bail off Spider ran into the corner of the pasture and was therefore forced to slow down and stop.  This was the first and last time that I have ever been afraid while riding.  I immediately hopped off and started walking Spider around to cool him out.  Usually I would have ridden him to do this, but I was shaken.  During my next lesson Danni made me reenact what I had done and showed me everything that I had done wrong.  After that I realized that what had happened was my fault and thus armed with my new knowledge I knew that it would never happen again so I stopped being afraid and have never had a problem of that sort with any horse ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banchee Woman lives up to her name at times.  She will spook at just about anything for no reason at all which causes me quite a bit of grief.  Luckily now that I have been riding for seven years I have learned how to calm her down and show her that the things she shies away from cannot possibly hurt her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spider&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my third summer of riding my parents finally agreed to pay for me to lease a horse (leasing a horse is like owning a horse without the actual ownership).  That meant that for one whole summer I would finally have a horse to call my own.  The horse I leased was a 20-year-old quarter horse gelding and barrel-racing champion named Spider.  He may have been 20 in age, but he acted like a 3 year old colt.  He was full of energy and fun to ride.  During the summer I took all of my lessons on him and thus started learning how to barrel race.  Everything I know about barrel racing I learned from him.  Over the summer he was my best friend and closest companion.  He cared for me and I loved him.  Whenever my mom would drive me out to the barn he would see our car coming and scurry into his stall eagerly awaiting my arrival.  At the end of the summer Spider's owners put him up for sale and offered him to us first.  Unfortunately for me at the time my parents did not want to buy Spider, it wasn't because they couldn't afford the asking price, it was because Spider was old and required extra care and the extra expenses proved to be too much for them at the time.  I was sad, but I understood.  Thus Spider was sold to a young couple and their young daughter.  It was heartbreaking for me that another little girls dream was coming true while I was still waiting on mine.  I took part of that winter off from lessons because I had health issues and riding in the bitter Iowa cold would have been detrimental to my health.  When I finally did start riding again I was demoted to the old lesson horse (Big Wheel) so that I could relearn certain aspects of riding.  That Spring it was determined that I would co-lease a horse with my friend Anna.  This horse was much younger and more challenging than Spider.  He was a 6-year-old paint gelding named Hook and he was a handful.  That Spring and Summer I spent my time riding and helping to train Hook in the sport of Barrel Racing, then tragedy struck.  I received a call from my lesson teacher (Danni) one Friday evening in early Summer.  She was calling to reschedule a lesson that I had missed.  After agreeing on a day and time we said our goodbyes and hung up.  About a minute later Danni called me back to let me know that Spider had died the prvious day, she wanted me to know so that I wouldn't wonder where he was if I went out to ride as he and Hook had been sharing a stall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obviously there is a lot to say about Spider and I just realized that I could probably write a whole memoir on him.  I wonder if that would be okay, I shall ask Mr. Ayers tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hook&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hook was and is one of my favorite horses ever.  His personality was comparable to that of a great dane puppy.  I use that certain breed in his comparison because like a great dane Hook was enormous and like a puppy Hook was rather playful, but more importantly extremely ADD.  He had a lot of energy so for the first time ever I had to lunge him before I rode so that he wouldn't run away with me the moment I got on.  Hook was a joy to ride, he was a slower moving horse (meaning he was a little lazy) which was nice because it meant that I wouldn't have to constantly be asking him to slow down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8920676837923511947?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8920676837923511947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8920676837923511947' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8920676837923511947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8920676837923511947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/06/memoir-parts-of-my-essay.html' title='Memoir Parts of My Essay'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-4757508987160707185</id><published>2009-06-03T09:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:25:08.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equestrian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HELP'/><title type='text'>And More (I am pleading for your help)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why I Ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride because it's challenging.  The common misconception about riding is that it only involves pulling on the reins to control where the horse is going and at what pace.  In reality if you spent your entire ride pulling on your horses face you would get nowhere, if you were riding my horse you would either get bucked off or run away with.  To actually control the horse while you ride you must use subtle signals in the form of muscle contractions from your legs, hands and abs.  The best riders crunch their abs 100% of the time while they ride.  Different levels of muscle contractions mean different things.  The challenge is found in figuring out how to control your horse without using your hands.  It is not only an athletic challenge, but a mental one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride because it's enthralling.  The sheer power of a horse moving beneath you as you ride is a thrilling feeling.  Not only that, but being in complete control of that power is an amazing sensation.  (I think I might leave this snippet out or find a way to add it to the empowering section.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride because I love it.  Ever since I was a little girl I have been in love with horses.  I suppose that every little girl is in love with horses, but the thing that separates me from all the other girls in the world is that I am willing to put up with the good and the bad for the love of my sport.  I am willing to drive out to the Barn in subzero temperatures and stand around while my horse eats.  I am willing to put up with her moodiness in order to keep riding.  I am willing to get ride again after nearly being killed by a horse because I know that quitting will not make me any happier.  I am willing to wade through knee-deep 'horse mud' to retreive my horse from the pasture in the Spring.  I am willing to do all of these things because learning to ride was quite possibly the best thing that ever happened to me.  I am willing to do anything because I truly and deeply love to ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-4757508987160707185?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/4757508987160707185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=4757508987160707185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4757508987160707185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4757508987160707185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-more-i-am-pleading-for-your-help.html' title='And More (I am pleading for your help)'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-4848659067822212291</id><published>2009-06-02T09:07:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:08:10.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equestrian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HELP'/><title type='text'>More snippets from my to-be essay (I will rearrange them later) Once again read and please leave comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why I Ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number one reason that I ride is because riding is empowering. Horses are incredibly powerful animals and when I ride I feel as though I am part of that power. The feeling of moving at a breakneck pace on the back of a 2000 pound animal is similar to the feeling of flying. It is incredibly freeing. When I ride I feel as though I am unstoppable, that nothing can hold me back and that feeling is the most wonderful feeling in the world, a feeling that I only feel when I ride (I need another word for feeling, just too lazy to find a thesaurus right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason I ride is to de-stress/relax. The world of horses and riding is completely separate from the real world. When I am at the Barn I am able to let go of the real world and focus solely on riding. When I ride the world dissolves around me and only my horse and I exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride because of the relationships that develop because of it. Out at the Barn everyone is family, all the riders/boarders help and support each other. This is because everyone at the Barn is there because they share a love of horses, which means no one is there to pass judgement on anyone else which allows for many friendships to develop. Friendships with other people are not the only relationships that develop. &lt;u&gt;The most important relationship that develops is the relationship between horse and rider. If the horse and rider do not have a good relationship they will not work well together and thus will be unsuccessful in all of their equestrian endeavors.  Horse and rider must work together as members of the same team.  They must understand and respect each other.  But most importantly they must trust each other.  Just like in any other relationship, if there is no foundation of trust they will fail.&lt;/u&gt;  I ride because the feeling of knowing that an enormous incredibly strong animal that could kill me on a whim trusts and respects me is the most incredible feeling of all.  She follows me wherever I lead and trusts me to do what is best for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time for feedback (I feel that the underlined part might go best somewhere else).  I am very stressed about this essay, time to go ride, methinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-4848659067822212291?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/4848659067822212291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=4848659067822212291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4848659067822212291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4848659067822212291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-snippets-from-my-to-be-essay-i.html' title='More snippets from my to-be essay (I will rearrange them later) Once again read and please leave comments'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2028247698859642390</id><published>2009-05-29T09:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:59:22.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why I Ride"  READ AND LEAVE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM PLEASE (this is a work in progress) Slide 1 and 2</title><content type='html'>I lived an incredibly safe and sheltered life before I started riding.  The most dangerous thing I did was walk to and from Madison Elementary every day, I had never had a near death experience, and a small gash to my chin was the worst injury I had ever endured.  One might say that my life was good, but most would probably agree that my life was downright boring.  After moving to a rural neighborhood and celebrating my tenth birthday my parents finally granted my lifelong wish and began paying for me to take riding lessons at a local stable.  During my third lesson I was thrown from the back of a two ton horse, had the wind knocked out of me, and almost had my face kicked in.  The trauma of falling off alone would probably have been enough to cause any other girl to never want to look at another horse let alone get on one ever again.  I on the other hand blamed myself for letting the horse spook and got right back on.  This was the first time I was almost killed by a horse and the first time that I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I began riding seven years ago I have been stepped on countless times, thrown once, been almost bucked off multiple times (by multiple horses), run away with once, and almost run over and killed once.  I have sustained multiple bruises, sprained my shoulder and elbow a couple times, and knocked a few ribs out of place.  I think I'm a better person because of it.  You're probably thinking that I'm crazy and I very well might be, but considering all of the good experiences I've had with horses and all of the good that my interaction with horses has done for me I don't see any reason that I would ever want to quit riding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2028247698859642390?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2028247698859642390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2028247698859642390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2028247698859642390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2028247698859642390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-i-ride-read-and-leave-constructive.html' title='&quot;Why I Ride&quot;  READ AND LEAVE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM PLEASE (this is a work in progress) Slide 1 and 2'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3459468250906995737</id><published>2009-05-29T09:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:35:10.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Una Leyenda (sin acentos): El Sol y La Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh_ymRsbzdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qXIXFKkHuDc/s1600-h/El_sol_y_la_Luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341254422483422674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh_ymRsbzdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qXIXFKkHuDc/s320/El_sol_y_la_Luna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antes de que hubiera luz en el mundo los dioses de Teotihuacan hablaron entre si para decidir quienes iban dar luz al mundo. Para dar luz al mundo dos dioses tenian que echarse en una gran hoguera y morir. Por fin uno de los dioses mas jovenes se llama Tecuciztecatl, dijo que estaba dispuesto a echarse a la hoguera. Todos los dioses le felicitaron al joven. Entonces Tecuciztecatl pregunto a los otros dioses quien estaba tan valiente como el, quien tambien estaba dispuesto a morir para dar luz al mundo. Todos los dioses guardaron silencia entonces discutieron entre si hasta un dios viejito y humilde se levanto y dijo que estaba dispuesto a echarse a la hoguera tambien. Ese dios se llama Nanoatzin. Primero, los dioses no pensian que la vida de Nanoatzin estaba tan bueno como la vida de Tecuciztecatl, pero cuando el viejito dijo que el estaba el solo otro dios que estaba dispueesto a morir para dar luz al mundo todos los dioses le felicitaron a el mas que le felicitaron al joven. Luego los dioses hicieron la ropa muy fina necesaria para la ceremonia. Nadie comio durante la semana por todos estaban en un estado de meditacion. Cuando llego el dia encendieron una gran hoguera. Tecuciztecatl trato cuatro veces a echarse a la hoguera pero tenia miedo asi no podia. Entonces Nanoatzin entro la hoguera y se acosto tranquilmente. Todos los dioses dijeron "Grande es Nanoatzin!" con mucha reverencia. Tecuciztecatltenia verguenza y entro al fuego tambien. Todos los dioses esperaron hasta una luz aparecio en el este. Esta luz era la luz de Nanoatzin, el sol. La luz era muy brillante. Luego una otra luz tambien aparecio en el este, era la luz de Tecuciztecatl y era la luna. La luna era tan brillante como el sol. Los dioses no pensian que la luz de Tecuciztecatl debio ser tan brillante como la luz de Nanoatzin. Asi un dios agarro un conejo y lo arrojo a la luna. Hasta el dia de hoy el sol es mas brillante como la luna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3459468250906995737?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3459468250906995737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3459468250906995737' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3459468250906995737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3459468250906995737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/una-leyenda-sin-acentos-el-sol-y-la.html' title='Una Leyenda (sin acentos): El Sol y La Luna'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh_ymRsbzdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qXIXFKkHuDc/s72-c/El_sol_y_la_Luna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2878827829977771665</id><published>2009-05-28T09:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:52:09.239-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Wipeout v. Howie Do It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6k1iFEpTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/57kxE_fuWHs/s1600-h/key_art_howie_do_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6k1iFEpTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/57kxE_fuWHs/s1600-h/key_art_howie_do_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6k1iFEpTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/57kxE_fuWHs/s1600-h/key_art_howie_do_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6k1iFEpTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/57kxE_fuWHs/s1600-h/key_art_howie_do_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6k1iFEpTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/57kxE_fuWHs/s1600-h/key_art_howie_do_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6k1iFEpTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/57kxE_fuWHs/s1600-h/key_art_howie_do_it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340887447696090418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6k1iFEpTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/57kxE_fuWHs/s320/key_art_howie_do_it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An interesting question arose at the dinner table last night when ABC's Wipeout had it's season premiere: "Is the show overly cruel?" My answer to this question is no for one main reason: peole choose t&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6ktQc3hII/AAAAAAAAAEw/-KapvPrQYOU/s1600-h/wipeout_tv_show_logo.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340887305525101698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6ktQc3hII/AAAAAAAAAEw/-KapvPrQYOU/s320/wipeout_tv_show_logo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o do this to themselves compared to Howie Do It (which could in my books be considered a cruel show) where unsuspecting victims are preyed upon by a snarky bald man and his camera crew. People don't sign up for Howie Do It there loving friends and/or family usually sign them up so that they can have a quick laugh as they watch their unsuspecting friend/family member be humiliated in front of however many million TV viewers plus the people in the audience. That, while being funny, is rather cruel. Contestants on Wipeout, on the other hand, sign up to be publically humilated in from of millions of TV viewers and some of them actually enjoy it. Thus, while the contestants on Wipeout are not only humiliated, bbut generally beaten up, it is not a cruel show because participation is voluntary whilst Howie Do It, where people or solely humiliated is a cruel show because participation is forced (subliminally speaking). So ends this short rant about what makes a show cruel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2878827829977771665?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2878827829977771665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2878827829977771665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2878827829977771665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2878827829977771665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/wipeout-v-howie-do-it.html' title='Wipeout v. Howie Do It'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sh6k1iFEpTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/57kxE_fuWHs/s72-c/key_art_howie_do_it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3967277274571218954</id><published>2009-05-28T09:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:35:06.133-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>Essay Brainstorming</title><content type='html'>Question (please answer the first part the rest of it sort of turned into a rant, I'll underline the question to help you out): &lt;u&gt; Which form of multimedia thing would best suit my new essay?  Video, (not) radio (I need visuals), cartoon (I can't draw), or powerpoint?  Okay so basically video or power point.  Being as I have no equipment or editing knowledge I am currently leaning towards power point essay, but even after viewing many examples I still have no idea how to go about creating a power point essay.&lt;/u&gt;  I really have no idea how to do much of anything actually and I'm beginning to wonder whether or not I should have ever taken this class.  I keep failing.  I swear if my grade in this class brings my GPA down...actually I don't really know what I'll do, be glad that my future major has nothing to do with language arts most likely.  I plan on having a medical career which is excellent because I am good at science and math whereas I am an utter and complete failure at all things involving the English language (I'm pretty good at other languages though).  I hate this, I absolutely loath this feeling of failure and it seems that I haven't been able to escape it all year in this class.  First term C+ (on the essay), second term B (on discussion), third term C (on the essay).  I think these grades are trying to tell me something, and I haen't listened.  I probably should have dropped during first term and taken U.S. Humanities instead.  It may sound like quitting, but I wouldn't necessarily call it quitting as someone quits when they don't want to work to overcome the challenge, I, however, tryed and failed to overcome the challenge which would seem to reflect a lack of talent in the area hance I should never have tried, thus it would not have been quitting.  It would have saved me a lot of stress and pain that's for sure.  Well I suppose I have learned something as I did not make the same mistake on my schedule for next year.  I am taking 3 science classes (1 AP, 1 normal, 1 at KC college), one AP math class, one AP foreign language, technically 3 normal history classes (one per term), and one normal language arts class.  Recently I had thought about maybe taking AP Lit, but now I think that idea has most definately been shot down, oh well, good riddence.  Now I just need to not fail this essay like I failed the last one and then I will be done with this class forever.  Unfortunately for me I don't know if it's possible for me to not fail this next essay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the brainstorming part:&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I've basically decided to write about why I ride (horses) which I plan to make some sort of a twist on "Why I Write" essays.  If this were a normal essay written out on the computer I don't think I would have too much of a problem (it would be all about me-my voice is present, it's something I feel strongly about-easy for me to write, I plan on writing about all of my 'interesting' experience with horses which all should have deterred me from ever wanting to ride again and then try to explain why I still ride-interesting).  The problem for me is I don't know if I can explain (in a way that everyone would understand) why I ride without sounding like a cheeseball.  I don't know if I could make anybody understand with words, which is where the pictures and possibly videos come in.  I think my gameplan at this point is to start writing about why I ride and those 'interesting' times on the blog and possibly also on word and then take a bunch of pictures of my horse and me riding my horse (with some help from a few friends) to help explain the reasons...I think this sentence has gotten away from me so I'm going to opt to end it here.  Okay, sounds like a plan, but I could still use feedback (being as no one has given me feedback thus far).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3967277274571218954?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3967277274571218954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3967277274571218954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3967277274571218954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3967277274571218954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/essay-brainstorming.html' title='Essay Brainstorming'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8183421782969093669</id><published>2009-05-25T14:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T14:30:39.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Idea What this is For/From (it was in a Lost Promo) but is Really Excellently composed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just hit play and listen while you work on your essay or some other such project (the picture kind of creeps me out so I made it really small).  6:39 to the end was the music for a Lost promo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="100" width="124"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihF_aXi-Huk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihF_aXi-Huk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="100" height="124"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8183421782969093669?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8183421782969093669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8183421782969093669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8183421782969093669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8183421782969093669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-idea-what-this-is-forfrom-it-was-in.html' title='No Idea What this is For/From (it was in a Lost Promo) but is Really Excellently composed'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-672306803269827937</id><published>2009-05-25T11:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:40:58.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>In Plain Sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtIkEN02vI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dzoyiIpRzig/s1600-h/InPlainSight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtIkEN02vI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dzoyiIpRzig/s400/InPlainSight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339941567622077170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another excellent show that I casually watch.  It's on on Sunday nights on USA at 9.  It's about a U.S. Marshall who works in witness protection in Albuquerque (which I obviously cannot spell) and the people whose lives she changes as well as her own family problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Characters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character of the show, Mary Shannon is a U.S. Marshal working in witness protection (Witsec) out of Albuquerque.  She is dating a baseball player/star name Raphael (Raph for short) although their relationship has been bumpy thanks in part to her sister.  Mary was recently kidnapped when a bunch of drug thugs mistook her for her sister (see next paragraph for more details).  When the thugs discovered who she really was Mary was almost raped and murdered thanks to the thugs stupidity (they didn't search her for a weapon), her own level-headed actions, and her partner Marshal Marshall Mann she escaped with only a few minor injuries and of course mental trauma.  After finally being cleared for active duty Mary was free to work as a Marshal once more.  Lately her mother (Jinx) has just returned from rehab (alcoholic) after receiving a DWI.  Mary's father is a convicted felon who is on the run.  He has written many letters to Mary over the years as it was Mary who looked after the rest of her family when he left.  Recently it was discovered that there may be a man who can help Mary track down and meet with her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary's younger sister, Brandi, is currently taking college classes so that she can get a real job and support herself both Brandi and her/Mary's mother are living in Mary's house).  Earlier she was in a relationship with a man (Chuck) who was involved with trafficking drugs.  When Chuck sent Brandi to close a deal (Brandi was holding his drugs for him, a whole suitcase full of meth) she couldn't go through with it and ended up calling the cops on the other partakers in the deal thus screwing them over.  After returning from the deal Brandi visited/stayed with Raph for a short while (the two had been very close friends as Brandi had taken care of Raph when he injured his arm)  Later Chauck and Mary (who was mistaken for Brandi) were kidnapped by the screwed over thugs who were looking for the drugs that they payed for but never received, the drugs that were supposedly still in the suitcase at the Shannon residence.  Meanwhile the FBI got involved with the drug case after Chuck was kidnapped (Chuck had been in the process of giving himself up to the FBI in exchange for entering Witsec when he was kidnapped, the FBI agents were killed).  They knew that Brandi was somehow involved with the deal and placed her under house arrest of sorts so she was unable to help Mary.  When Mary is finally safe she returns home to get rid of the drugs once and for all.  As she is leaving the house with the suitcase she is stopped by the FBI who upon opening the suitcase find nothing but towels.  They then proceed to tear apart Mary's house in search of the drugs.  They find nothing and the arrogant FBI agent who ordered the search refuses to pay to fix the house thus the house is still in shambles.  Brandi is currently dating a billionare recovering alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinx is Brandi and Mary's mother who is slightly eccentric and a recovering alcoholic.  She desperately wants to reunite with her husband and loves both of her daughters dearly.  Raph is Mary's boyfriend he recently confessed an affair he had with his physical therapist and after a rough patch was able to work things out with Mary.  Marshall Mann is Mary's partner who cares for her, but is more like her brother than her boyfriend.  He and Mary often engage in sarcastic battles of wits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is at least half-way through its second season but is definately worth watching over the summer and next year on USA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-672306803269827937?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/672306803269827937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=672306803269827937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/672306803269827937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/672306803269827937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-plain-sight.html' title='In Plain Sight'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtIkEN02vI/AAAAAAAAAEo/dzoyiIpRzig/s72-c/InPlainSight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3409414256037181022</id><published>2009-05-25T10:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:08:07.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>Well now that the school year is coming to a close I suppose it is time to reflect on how my blog has developed over the course of the year. My blog started off as a collection of random posts about un-related topics. As of first trimester I had no real centric theme. However during second trimester the weather caused school to be cancelled/delayed for a week which allowed me time to grow bored. This major weather cancellation also happened to occur the week before the new season of &lt;em&gt;Lost &lt;/em&gt;premiered when ABC aired a three hour block containing the final episodes of season 4. It also happened that over the previous summer I had become quite a &lt;em&gt;Lost &lt;/em&gt;addict and had managed to watch most of the seasons (except for season 3, but that's a whole nother story). Anywho I found my calling. I began to blog about new episodes of &lt;em&gt;Lost &lt;/em&gt;as well as random movies that I had watched which boosted me well past my blog quota for that trimester. This trimester I have not had as much time to blog what with all the AP things happening, but I have managed to keep my blog from becoming the sad little excuse for a random rant that it was during the first trimester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I remember hating my blog and hating having a quota to meet each week because I had no idea what on Earth I could possibly have to contribute to the world. I had no strong opinions on anything that I thought other people would be interested in. Now I absolutely love my blog (I still despise the quota thing because of all of the other things I have to do for school that have to take presidence over blogging), but I think I will probably keeep my blog at least until the &lt;em&gt;Lost &lt;/em&gt;series finale next year (when I hopefully will have won my bet and have a very long blog post consisting of pure gloating). In the long run I'm very glad we were required to start our own blogs this year. It was nice to have an outlet for my opinions on something that very few other people care about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3409414256037181022?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3409414256037181022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3409414256037181022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3409414256037181022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3409414256037181022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3979081648803143609</id><published>2009-05-21T16:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:02:45.564-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>Las Vegas - The show about the town not the town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Shs_hiGoOJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2w7olw7ST3A/s1600-h/B000G75ARU.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Shs_hiGoOJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2w7olw7ST3A/s400/B000G75ARU.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339931628500695186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Characters from left to right: Sam, Mary, Danny, Mike, Ed, Delinda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've found a new show to follow over the summer (is it still following if the show has already had its series finale and you're watching reruns on TNT?). "Las Vegas" originally was on NBC on I'm guessing Friday nights (it seems like a Friday night show) and is about a fabricated casino/hotel, the Montecito, on the Las Vegas strip (it was actually, I believe, at the Monte Carlo) and the main/head employees whose lives are affected by the Montecito and the other employees. This show has quickly become one of my favorite shows because it combines comedy, sarcasm, action, a hint of drama (okay more than a hint), and some romance to create the show that is perfect for every mood and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters (background info, basically if you read this you can start watching on Monday and know enough to follow the plot):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed Deline: Originally Head of Security eventually President of Operations Ed is the Godfather of the Casino/Hotel. He takes care of his people and investigates when shenanigans (i.e. murders, suicides, thefts, kidnappings, etc.) occur. Ed is an ex-marine and also ex-CIA so he has connections which enable him to get things done faster than any police department and sometimes even faster than the FBI, he also has a lot of enemies.  Ed's government/foreign connections often get him and anyone involved with him into all sorts of shenanigans.   However, he is very strong, and well trained in martial arts so although he may look like an old fart he most definately does not act like one.  Father to Delinda (adopted father of sorts to Nessa) and wife to Jillian, although all of the heads of departments are like his children.  Ed is my favorite President of Operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny McCoy:  Danny is a Las Vegas local (he was born and raised there along with Mary who willbe discussed later and Luis who is a Las Vegas cop).  His father owned a construction company and his mother died when he was young.  Danny is/was a marine and has been deployed twice.  The second time he was deployed he was sent on a top secret mission and only Ed knew where he was and what happened to him while he was there.  When Danny comes back he proposes to Mary who sort of accepts for a while but (although it was her dream) eventaully declines.  When Danny came back he was not the same person, he was impulsive and wasn't able to sleep.  This change was due to the fact that while he was on his mission he and his team were ambushed and he was forced to call in an airstrike on top of himself and his team, he was the only survivor and although his actions saved many lives he refuses to accept the fact that he is a hero.  This is made apparent when Danny refuses to accept the Silver Star that he has been awarded for his bravery.  Danny is absolutely in love with Mary, has had a relationship with both Delinda and Sam (although he acts more like Sam's older brother) and is good friends with Nessa.  He will do anything it takes to protect any of the girls (as was seen when he, under Ed's orders, tried to keep Sam in her suite while there was a murderer after her)  Ed considers Danny a son and Danny considers Ed a father-figure.  He is currently (as in if you start wathing on Monday) Head of Surveillance and Security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Connell:  A local and Danny's childhood sweetheart.  Mary's father was abusive, she spent most of her childhood with Danny and his family (she hid at his house for 21 days after running away from home).  Danny told her father that if he ver touched Mary again he would kill him and reaffirmed his threat when Mary's father showed up at the Montecito.  Mary loves Danny but cannot find a good enough reason to marry him (she thinks that he's not thinking it throuh, I say oh well).  Mary is very nice which makes her somewhat gullible and gets her into trouble every so often.  She is good friends with practically everybody at the Montecito and is who everyone goes to with their emotional problems (all other sorts of problems go to Ed).  Mary is the 'sweetheart' of the Casino and is Head of Special Events (meaning she plans concerts, weddings, magic shows, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Jane Marquez:  Sam is a freelance Casino Host who lives at the Montecito and puts on a show for not needing anyone and being heartless, but is really a generally caring person (deep, deep, deep down).  She ran away from home (she was living with her grandmother) at 16 and witnessed a murder (the murder of her employer/boyfriend/billionare fellow) at age 17.  When the murderer escaped from prison he came after Sam for two reasons 1)She testified against him causing him to go to jail and 2)she knew where her billionare beau had hidden solid silver bars (what he didn't know was that Sam had already collected said bars and locked them in a safe in her suite).  Thanks to Danny and Ed the culprit was put bakc behind bars (where he eventually died) and Sam was safe.  Sam doesn't truly trust anyone and cares mostly about her job because it is the only security that she has, she rarely puts down roots.  Her job as a Casino Host is to keep the high rollers playing for as long as possible and to supply them with any luxury they might require that would cause them to stay and play longer at the Montecito.  Lately she tried to help bust the Juarez Cartel after finding out that one of her whales (high rollers, you need to know that term in order for the show to make sense) was laundering money for them.  This happened right after a big spat with Ed and so Ed does not entirely trust her.  Anyway Sam eventually met with the head of the Cartel wearing a wire for the FBI and was almost killed in gunfight that ensued after the wire was discovered, luckily Ed was there to come to the rescue.  Sam is an otherwise completley self-reliant person and can hold her own with just about anyone.  Recently it was revealed that Sam was and is still married.  She also seems to have an affinity for lying.  (I think if you put her, House, James 'Sawyer' Ford, and Ben Linus in the same room only one of them would survive and my money would either be on House or Sam.  I think the two of them would make the perfect couple as they both possess the same personality traits, but maybe that's just me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Cannon:  a physics/engineering genius Mike has a degree from MIT and originally worked as Head Valet at the Montecito due to a claustrophobia problem he had (this problem became quite evident when Mike freaked out during a power outage when he, Ed and Mitch (another security agent) were locked in the security room).  Anywho Mike was promoted (demoted really as it was a pay cut) to a security agent when Ed decided that his MIT expertise were absolutely indespensible to the security team and were being wasted on the valeting.  Mike has never to my knowledge been in an incredibly serious relationship because women apparently find his incredible smarts unappealing.  Ed trusts Mike to help him solve all sorts of crimes and the like with his vast knowledge of all things mechanical.  Mike is a computer/mathmatical/physics genius and these attributes allow him to do things that other people otherwise could not (use microscopic cameras to catch thieves and cheaters).  Mike was recently responsible for resuing a young lady froma serial rapist/killer and also helped Ed get out of an unjust Traffic Violation ticket.  Mike is Danny's best friend and is the closest thing that Danny has to a brother.  The two get competitive at times, but make a hilarious and dynamic duo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delinda Deline:  Delinda has a genius IQ which you would never guess from watching the show as she seems to insist on acting like an airhead.  Every once in a while her genius shows when she helps solve a murder (as she did recently) or exhibits her wilderness survival techniques.  Delinda runs the Montecito's restaurant/club the Mystique and therefore has to constantly put up with her chef's (Gunther) antics and predjudices.  She is a fashion genius, but als very, very ADD.  She and Sam are the two most kidnapped people on the show due to their contacts (Delinda's relationship to Ed and Sam's relationships to multiple millionares).  She had a brief relationship with Danny at the beginning of season one but Ed quickly put the kabosh on that ater catching them in bed.  Ever since then it seems that Delinda has a new boyrfriend every week.  It was recently revealed that Delinda was married for a weekend and no one has seen her ex-husband since then (suggesting that Ed may have been less than thrilled).  Delinda and Nessa grew up together and are practically sisters which means they also bicker quite a bit.  Although Delinda may seem like a ditz she is actually brilliant, it just rarely shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa Holt:  Nessa is the Pit Boss at the Montecito and is a genius at all things invollving gambling.  She can spot a cheater/card caounter from anywhere int the casino.  She can also tell who is winning a game of poker simply by observing their behavior for a few seconds.  Her father was a con man who was allegedly used and then killed by the CIA.  It has been suggested that Ed was involved in her father's 'death,' but nothing has been confrimed.  Ed has however raised Nessa ever since her father disappeared.  I say disappeared because it would seem that her father has been to the Montecito to check up on Nessa quite a bit meaning that he is not acutally dead, but rather hiding in an untouchable country.  Nessa is also capable of holding her own but can not stand to be on the outside of a secret.  I think she has a little thing for Mike, but who knows.  She is also competitive when it comes to who she and Delinda date.  Danny has also promised to show her the sites of Vegas but has never gotten around to it.  Not too long ago Nessa was payed a visit by a woman who seemed to know how to get Nessa into contact with her father.  The woman actually turned out to be a thief, but was quickly caught by Ed, Mike, and Nessa.  Since then Nessa has given up on finding her biological father as Ed has been more of a father to her than that man ever was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that covers just about everything you need to know for Monday.  Now that I have finished making the show sound like a cheesy soap opera I highly recommend that you watch it and judge it for yourself.  As I stated earlier I think it has something for everyone to enjoy, but maybe that's just me (I doubt it though).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3979081648803143609?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3979081648803143609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3979081648803143609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3979081648803143609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3979081648803143609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/las-vegas-show-about-town-not-town.html' title='Las Vegas - The show about the town not the town'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Shs_hiGoOJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2w7olw7ST3A/s72-c/B000G75ARU.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-4454379001363322913</id><published>2009-05-19T19:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:37:24.534-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>If You are a Guy Don't Read This (trust me you will regret it if you do)</title><content type='html'>PMS (If you are a guy I bet you believe me now about regretting reading this) and the events that follow directly after it are somethiing that no one should ever have to endure and yet every woman (exepting those with medical differences) endure it every month.  The degree of discomfort can very from barely noticing it to not even being able to walk.  I would be one of those crippled women.  Let's put it this way, if these are menstral cramps I fear that I may die during labour/birthing.  When my time of the month roles around I become extraordinarily emotional (como las que estan embarazadas), bloated to the size of a first trimester pregnant woman, endure extreme amounts of pain (I am often awakened in the middle of the night by this pain and am somethimes un-willing to walk in a non-hunched over manner), and I generally become anemic to a certain degree (my hemoglobin dropped to 10.6 at one point I believe, normal is 13, I finally got mine back up to 12.9).  Basically life sucks.  School only makes life worse because if one becomes stressed one's cramps become unbearable and then one shrivels into a little ball.  (Guys complain about aches and pains all the time but no guy ever had to endure a little piece of hell every month.  Quite honestly they can be quite wussy at times and it rather annoys me.)  So now (as in currently) I am majorly  stressed and in quite a lot of pain.  I have quite a bit of work to do this weekend and not really all the time in the world to do it.  Let's list all of the things that are causing stress: AP Bio project due Wednesday, AP Lang Portfolio due Wednesday, AP Lang [impossible] essay due within three weeks, Spanish speaking finals due in 13 days, Spanish written final in 13 days, some sort of misunderstanding about work next fall that I care no to discuss, allergies, sinus infection, and I am very behind on this forsaken blog due to the fact that I have not been home lately due to family deaths and marrriages (actually only one of each, but one is more than enough) etc.  And the fact that I have all of these things to do prevents me from doing the one thing that generally relieves my stress: ride.  Grades come before my mental health I guess.  Oh I forgot that I also have some things to get done before the Spain trip in three weeks from Thursday...great more work.  I am almost beginning to regret doing all of these extracurricular things/difficult classes.  I am so stressed and there is nothing I can do about it because I don't have the time and I am hormonally unstable which generally favors me brooding on the strongest emotion which in this case would be stress.  I just remembered another stress item (or two), my Pre-calc class believes me to be an idiot (thus I fell like an idiot) and I have a pre-calc test to make up Thursday after school.  Terrific.  And I haven't been able to work out very much/consistantly and so not only to I feel fat, but I am fat and having all of the water weight from my freaking period is not helping me out at all.  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I am an emotional wreck.  I need a vacation in which I do abolutely nothing.  I need to get away.  Speaking of which I was thinking today about what I am going to do after college and I decided that I might possibly be the kind of person who never really puts down roots and is constantly moving.  Quite honestly that lifestyle would be okay with me.  I'm already something of a loner at school and I like to keep to myself (it doesn't really bring me any pleasure to share my issues with other people, it's not their proble so it shouldn't be something they have to worry about).  I could do the runner lifestyle, I might actually enjoy that.  I think I have ranted about everything that I needed to rant about so let's wrap up this rant shall we.  Stress sucks.  PMS/Menstralness sucks.  School sucks (at the moment).  The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-4454379001363322913?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/4454379001363322913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=4454379001363322913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4454379001363322913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4454379001363322913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-you-are-guy-dont-read-this-trust-me.html' title='If You are a Guy Don&apos;t Read This (trust me you will regret it if you do)'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3038037799255746050</id><published>2009-05-19T18:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:05:46.680-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Red Shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtAZjo6xjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UOre4Da_5Nk/s1600-h/800px-JulietSub.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtAZjo6xjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UOre4Da_5Nk/s320/800px-JulietSub.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339932590985627186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I haven't written about the season finale (which was absolutely superb) yet, but I realized something today that gave me the utterost confidence that there is a great chance that I will win my Lost bet. So I went to tv.com to see if Lost was still the top show of all time (it is) and decided for some reason or another and noticed a comment pertaining to the color of Juliet's shirt in the last episode. Her shirt was red. Now I am not a 'trekkie' by any means, but I did go see the new Star Trek movie (mainly because it was a J.J. Abrams [who directs Lost] movie with music by Michael Giachino) and I happen to know the significance of the red shirt being as my father and brother are huge trekkies. So I did a little digging and found that most everybody who died on Lost (people who you see, not nameless extras) were wearing red shirts when they died. Colors varied from reddish brown to pink, but were still in the general red category. Anyway a list of these characters would include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juliet (who I believe to be dead)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neil 'Frogurt'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shannon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlie (I believe his shirt was in the brown category)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael (whose shirt was also brown, but he was wearing a red shirt when he traded Kate, Sawyer, Jack, and Hurley for Walt)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boone (instigator of the red shirt joke on the show)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nikki &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlotte (orange undershirt counts)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's what I could find, there may be more, I just don't really have the energy to look. Anywho I believe that strengthens my argument that Juliet is indeed dead and therefore not with Sawyer, thus freeing up Sawyer to be with Kate...I win.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3038037799255746050?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3038037799255746050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3038037799255746050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3038037799255746050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3038037799255746050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/red-shirts.html' title='Red Shirts'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtAZjo6xjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UOre4Da_5Nk/s72-c/800px-JulietSub.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1478293167523223941</id><published>2009-05-19T17:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:38:20.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equestrian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Last Minute Essay - I need FEEDBACK</title><content type='html'>So I am having a bit of trouble coming up with a topic for the final essay for this class and although I really appreciate ideas that have been brought to my attention I am still looking for alternatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea that has been brought to my attention:&lt;br /&gt;As you my or may not know I own a horse (a mare, which is a female horse for all of you who are not equinely inclined) who gets into all sorts of shenanigans do to what seems to be an unnaturally high amount of female hormones (for those of you who are not getting the drift, my mare is for lack of a better word a slut which gets her into large amounts of trouble). Anyway she has done a few things in the past that my deter people from pursuing the act of horse-back riding and for those who do attempt to ride find that she is extremely difficult to control requiring very strong abs in order to keep her from moving at a breakneck speed. She is a very pretty mare with a personality much like mine (those who know me might also agree that this might deter someone from wanting anything to do with her), but those are probably the only two attributes a non-horse person would see in her (actually just the pretty thing as my previous statement negates the fact that she has two good attributes). Anyway it was suggested by one of my good friends that I write about why I keep riding despite all of the negative things surrounding the sport (and yes it is a sport). Negative things: trusting a one ton animal not to throw you off and kill you, putting up with the hormonal antics, feeding her everyday in winter, spring and fall (including the -50 degree windchill days), paying for hoof care every couple months, putting up with her spookiness, putting up with her hard mouth (which I am in the process of fixing), walking through mud, touching horse-mud on her legs in order to pick her feet and keep her from becoming lame, all these things and more should make a person run screaming for the sport and yet I relish in it. The problem with writing an essay about this is that I don't think I can explain why I keep doing it because it's not something you explain it's something you feel. However the more I write about this the more I actually think I could pull this essay off, but it would require visuals possibly including video accompanied by music which I have no idea how to procure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any other ideas for an essay for me please let me know,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1478293167523223941?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1478293167523223941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1478293167523223941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1478293167523223941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1478293167523223941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-minute-essay-i-need-feedback.html' title='Last Minute Essay - I need FEEDBACK'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3517290407068343086</id><published>2009-05-08T18:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:42:58.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"Follow the Leader"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtBk5I6D3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BVsCXdZBWok/s1600-h/090507-lost-kate.hmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtBk5I6D3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BVsCXdZBWok/s320/090507-lost-kate.hmedium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339933885247131506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That's about all I have to say besides...I WIN!!!! Or at least Aaron lost since Jack told Kate that he would rather have never met her than crashed on the Island he has absolutely NO chance patching things up with her AND if she goes back to him after that I will be severely disappointed. PLUS Kate ended up in the same predicament as Sawyer and Juliet in the end which could allow time for their relationship to rekindle. Being as I absolutely despise Sawyer and Juliet's relationship as well as Sawyer's change in attitude I am truly hoping that things work out between him and Kate. Even Elizabeth Mitchell supports the Sawyer/Kate relationship and she plays Kate's competition, check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rYKFlMUIlHQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rYKFlMUIlHQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now to the major plot points (and there are a lot of them this week):&lt;br /&gt;Locke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decided he was going to be a pain in the arse and (despite Richard and Ben's warnings) decided not only does he want to go see Jacob he wants to take all of the Others to go see Jacob.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We found out that Locke was the one who told Richard to tell Locke that Locke had to bring everybody back to the Island and in order to do so he would have to die.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke told everybody else that he is going to see Jacob because he wants to find a way to reunite with his people (Jack, Kate, Hugo, etc.), but he later revealed to Ben that he is going to see Jacob so that he can kill him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Sun showed Richard the picture of the people in 1977 he said he remembered them distincly because he watched them all die...dun, Dun, DUN!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;1977 (Jack and Kate):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate and Jack watch Faraday get shot, when Jack impusively decides to run towards danger, Kate pulls him back and tells him that they have to run away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They start to run away and are stopped by two men on horseback with rifles (one of which is Widmore).  Kate watches as the two men beat up Jack.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two are then brought down into the Hostile camp where they are questioned by Eloise, she believes that they are not truly Dharma folk and has them put in her tent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whilst waiting in the tent Jack reveals to Kate that he believes Daniel's plan to reset the past will work and that he intends to carry it out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate states that if it works then they will have never met.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack replies that he would rather have never met her than crashed on the Island (smooth, Jack, and thus I come one step closer to winning my bet).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eloise enters the tent and Jack informs her of what he intends to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eloise decides she wants to help because if Jack's plan works she will never kill her son.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eloise takes Jack, Kate, Richard, and some redshirt guard with them and they head for the Hydrogen bomb.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When they get to the entrance of the tunnel where the bomb is hidden Kate decides to leave the group and go back to get Sawyer (and company) to see if any f them can talk some sense into Jack since she has failed to do so (she believes that his plan will not solve their problem, but rather kill everyone on the Island, also if the plan works she will go to jail in L.A. so I really don't blame her from wanting to stop Jack).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The guard is about to shoot Kate when Sayid shoots him from the bushes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eloise and Richard are then helpless to do anything but allow Kate to leave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack, Sayid, Eloise, and Richard progress towards the bomb which is located in a tunnel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It would appear Sayid supports Jack's plan...L O S T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;1977 (Sawyer and Juliet):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer and Juliet are found out by the other Dharma people to have a)helped Kate get Ben to the Hostiles and b)have Phil locked in theie cupboard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are arrested and Sawyer is tortured (the Dharma people want to know where Kate is and he won't tell them, he also tells Juliet not to tell them no matter what).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eventually the hitting progresses to Juliet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After a while Sawyer asks to make a deal, he will draw a map to the Hostile's camp if he and Juliet are evacuated with the women and children on the sub.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's agreed, he draws the map and they are put on the sub.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just as they are discussing plans for their new life Kate is brought down into the sub and locked up with them...L O S T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;1977 (Miles, Hurley, and Jin):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;These three are about to head to the beach alone when Dr. Chang comes up and asks them if what Daniel said is true.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hurley (with his lack of knowledge of the 70's) accidentally reveals that they are indeed from the future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miles affirms this and in doing so gives away that he is Dr. Chang's son.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dr. Chang then decides to heed Dan's warning and evacuate the women and children from the Island including his own family...L O S T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3517290407068343086?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3517290407068343086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3517290407068343086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3517290407068343086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3517290407068343086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/follow-leader.html' title='&quot;Follow the Leader&quot;'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtBk5I6D3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/BVsCXdZBWok/s72-c/090507-lost-kate.hmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-755671146163334019</id><published>2009-05-05T09:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:12:21.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"The Variable" yes I realize the next episode is on tomorrow so it's a good thing I'm putting this up today otherwise if you missed the episode and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtB8NJavkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6LDFloM7wCM/s1600-h/large_lost-the-variable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtB8NJavkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6LDFloM7wCM/s320/large_lost-the-variable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339934285754973762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...needed a quick recap of the things you need to know for tomorrows episode and I posted this tomorrow at 7:59pm you would either have to find some magical way (such as Tivo) to record the new episode so as you had time to read this post (but then again if you had Tivo you wouldn't have missed last weeks episode in the first place) OR you would watch tomorrows episode and be totally confused because Lost is written in such a way that if you miss one episode you aren't going to understand the next one unlesss you are incredibly clever beyond all means OR you would miss the beginning of tomorrows episod ebecause you were reading this summary OR you could read this summary while watching tomorrow's episode and only half know what's going on in both...inhale...thus do not complain about the late posting (I know none of you would actually do that I just felt like ranting for a short bit there) because it is in fact not late it is simply on time for tomorrow's episode because now what happened last week will be fresh in your mind. That might in fact be the longest sentence I have ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now getting down to it last weeks episode was rather confusing, here are the things you need to know for tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Widmore is Daniel Faraday's father (where did he get the name Faraday? his mother's last name is Hawking). Dan's mother convinced him to go to the Island when she told him that doing so would heal his memory loss problem (a consequence of Dan testing his time traveling experiment on himself). ----Flashbacks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh yeah, Dan came back to the Island at the end of the last episode (but it was recapped at the beginning of this one) after working for the Dharma Initiative in Ann Arbor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan believes that his mother was wrong about sending the Oceanic 5 back to the Island when she did because the Dharma people (who are building the Swan Station) are about to drill in a significant amount of electromagnetic energy at the Swan Station site which will cause a huge accident with what I assume will be major casualties. The solution to this energy pocket is to cover the entire area in concrete like Chernoble and have a team of two push a button every 108 minutes to keep the energy at bay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan revealed to Dr. Chang that he and Miles are from the future and that Miles is his son (luckily Miles denied everything which for the time being kept the secret safe). He also tells Dr. Chang that he needs to evacuate the Island because of the large electromagnetic energy pocket beneath the Swan Station site.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer held a meeting as to what the Oceanic survivors, Juliet and the leftover Freighter people should do next being as they are in a crapload of trouble (Sawyer has Phil tied up in his closet, Linus suspects Kate and Jack are Hostiles). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan crashes the meeting and says that he needs to speak with his mother who is a Hostile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The members of the meeting vote on what to do next Sawyer, Miles, Juliet and Hurley vote to pack supplies and go back to the beach to start over. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack wants Kate to take him and Dan to the Hostiles which leads to a pissing match between the two men: Sawyer: "Kate don't say a thing." Jack: "She can say whatever she wants." Sawyer: "Something, something, something come with us Freckles." Juliet: "[Oh no he didn't] Kate the code to the fence is 141714 (or something else containg ones, sevens, and fours) you should go with Jack."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thus the four who voted to go to the beach start packing and the other three head to the motor pool to get guns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan stops to tell a six-year old Charlotte (who according to what Ben said in season 4 shouldn't even be born until July 1979 and it is 1977) that when Dr. Chang evacutates the Island she and her mother need to get on the sub and leave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After arming up at the motor pool a Dharma Bus drives up containing Radzinsky and friends who start shooting after Dan and friends refuse to drop their guns. Dan is nicked in the neck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The three (now fugitives) run to a jeep and speed away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Radzinsky goes to Sawyer and Juliet's house to tell him what happened and discovers that they have Phil tied up in their closet. Sawyer and Juliet are taken into custody.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon reaching the pylons Kate goes to shut them off. Meanwhile Dan tells Jack that they can in fact die as 1977 is their present (which doesn't make any sense because if they die in the past on the Island their lives will run in a continuous loop and whatnot, but whatever I guess it makes the show more dramatic).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The three trek into the jungle, Dan reveals his plan to keep the EM energy from being released (and being as it was the EM energy that crashed the 815 flight destroying the energy will erase the everyone's pasts'/futures' I don't even know anymore). He plans to detonate the Jughead (hydrogen bomb) that the Hostiles buried earlier on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eventually they reach the Hostiles' camp and Dan goes i waving his gun around demanding to talk with Eloise (his mother).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Richard starts talking to him and trying to calm him down telling him that Eloise isn't there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan demands to know where the Hydrogen bomb is, points the gun at Richard's head and counts to 3. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of a sudden Dan is shot in the back by none other than Eloise herslef, he tells her that he is her son and then dies...L O S T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This time they have gone too far with the whole time traveling thing, they CANNOT change the past, it is impossible for if they never came to the Island then they never would have to go back and change the past, it CAN'T HAPPEN.  If it does happen, and the season finale ends with the plane landing in L.A. I will not only be incredibly pissed, but I will also be incredibly disappointed because the writers have been sooo clever with the plot (up to this point in time) and it would be a shame for them to cop out now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-755671146163334019?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/755671146163334019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=755671146163334019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/755671146163334019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/755671146163334019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/05/variable-yes-i-realize-next-episode-is.html' title='&quot;The Variable&quot; yes I realize the next episode is on tomorrow so it&apos;s a good thing I&apos;m putting this up today otherwise if you missed the episode and...'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ShtB8NJavkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6LDFloM7wCM/s72-c/large_lost-the-variable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1216115671755619562</id><published>2009-04-23T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:14:29.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>In response to a comment about the top 100 TV show lists...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/10583516896777777686" rel="nofollow"&gt;Hockey Flower&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;Those lists have disney channel on them. yick.Just because lost is popular does not mean it is not stupid. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635" rel="nofollow"&gt;Banch&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;Yes that is unfortunate, but it is also a fact of life that the Disney Channel has managed to corrupt the minds of young children who watch the mind-numbing shows religiously forcing them to become popular. Their popularity could also be due to the fact that young children have much more time for TV in their daily schedules than people who have outgorwn the Disney Channel. This means that the shows that beat out the Disney Channel shows are truly beloved by the older public since the members of the older public (who are generally much too busy to watch TV during the week) make time in their busy schedules to watch these shows more often than the little kids watch their frufru kiddy shows. Since I doubt that anyone will actually read this comment I shall copy the run-on sentence argument into a short blogpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say now (in response to reading the end of the comment, I really need to start reading the end of people's comments, I really don't know what my problem is, this has happened twice now, the first time I didn't read that my teacher had said to speak with him the next day about my paper until after I turned my paper in = EPIC FAIL) that even if it is stupid there still must be something about it that makes millions of people want to watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1216115671755619562?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1216115671755619562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1216115671755619562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1216115671755619562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1216115671755619562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-response-to-comment-about-top-100-tv.html' title='In response to a comment about the top 100 TV show lists...'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2056408414040993523</id><published>2009-04-23T09:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:39:35.039-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Pickles Have It</title><content type='html'>I like pickles so they are a positive influence on my life.  Positive as in affirmative as in YES meaing I shall have a poll every week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2056408414040993523?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2056408414040993523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2056408414040993523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2056408414040993523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2056408414040993523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/pickles-have-it.html' title='The Pickles Have It'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2591413485010055057</id><published>2009-04-23T09:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:33:18.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>If You Ever Find Yourself Home Ill and Only in the Mood to Watch TV...</title><content type='html'>Due to my insufficient immune system I have spent much time watching TV lately as is custom when one is home sick. In doing so I have come up with a schedule of TV that I will watch when I am home sick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00AM (if I am up by then and am in the mood to watch re-runs from the secon season) ER on TNT&lt;br /&gt;10:00AM and 11:00AM (My favorite two hour block) Las Vegas on TNT (more on the excellence of this show later)&lt;br /&gt;12:00Noon (Lunch) Tivoed episodes of Lost/In Plain Sight/ER or CSI: Miami on that one crime channel (24 for Shellesburg cable)&lt;br /&gt;1:00PM (usually I am also workin on some form of schoolwork by this point in time unless I am truly dying of pain) From about noon to three there really isn't much on TV so if there aren't any fun marathons running on USA (i.e. House, Law and Order: SVU, In Plain Sight, or Burn Notice) I usually stick a movie in (yesterday I had to watch a movie as part of my HW so I stuck that in)&lt;br /&gt;3:00ishPM Lost is on Scifi (it's season 4 re-runs at the moment so I will watch them) or Wife Swap is on Lifetime&lt;br /&gt;4:00PM Gilmore Girls on ABC Family&lt;br /&gt;5:00PM there is absolutely nothing on TV from 5-5thirty so I usually watch something that I have Tivoed&lt;br /&gt;5:30PM Friends on TBS&lt;br /&gt;6:00 and 6:30PM Friends on CW&lt;br /&gt;7:00 varies from day to day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday: Dancing with the Stars on ABC or Chuck on NBC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday: Biggest Loser on NBC &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday: Usually not home till eight when Lost is on ABC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday: Parks and Recreation on NBC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday: Random movies on random channels or Supernanny at 8 on ABC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During the weekend House or some other equally entertaining show is on USA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I am sick I am usually done with staying conscious by Eight or so thus I go to bed. However with this round of illness I feel like someone is constantly using a sledgehammer to drive a railroad spike into the back of my head and the since laying down position usually irritates my massively infect sinuses and surrounding areas I have been finding sleep an incredibly difficult task to accomplish. In this case I usually read until ten or so then toss and turn for around two hours until exhaustion overcomes the pain and I lose consciousness. The battle has only just begun though for once I've had two to three hours of sleep and REM sets in the pain of my head is usually enough to wake me up in a cold sweat (from a fever?) and cause me to have to try to fall asleep all over again. Needless to say my nights lately have been less than pleasant. I go back to the doctor Tuesday to see if my infection deep sinus/head infection has cleared up (which I highly doubt being as I am in so much constant pain) and if it hasn't I shall be scheduled for surgery in the near future. My life is so great right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note to the reader:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am terribly sorry that all of my blog posts lately have been about me ranting about my horribly immunodeficient afflicted life, but being as the episode of Lost that was on last night was all the major flashforwards (from season 4) and early episode highlights (from this season) in chronological order I don't really have much else to talk about. Plus I haven't really been in an incredibly chipper mood due to the fact that AP exams keep getting closer which stresses me out quite a bit so obviously I'm not in the mood to write a Puff Piece (of course I've never really been in the mood to write a Puff Piece it's just not my nature). So once again I apologize for being such a downer and throwing so many pity parties for myself, but this really is the only place I can rant about this stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2591413485010055057?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2591413485010055057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2591413485010055057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2591413485010055057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2591413485010055057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/newley-discovered-previously-cancelled.html' title='If You Ever Find Yourself Home Ill and Only in the Mood to Watch TV...'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-4583580826751133210</id><published>2009-04-20T18:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:13:31.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Some Interesting Statistics From tv.vom (Yeah so this post won't count as far as word count goes)</title><content type='html'>100 Most Popular TV Shows as of Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1  Prison Break (rank show start - end score)&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 2004 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;3 Desperate Housewives 2004 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;4 Family Guy 1999 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;5 House 2004 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;6 Heroes 2006 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;7 Grey's Anatomy 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;8 Gossip Girl 2007 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;9 Bones 2005 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;10 Smallville 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;11 NCIS 2003 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;12 Supernatural 2005 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;13 One Tree Hill 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;14 Scrubs 2001 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;15 The Simpsons 1989 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;16 Hannah Montana 2006 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;17 How I Met Your Mother 2005 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;18 24 2001 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;19 SpongeBob SquarePants 1999 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;20 Terminator: The Sarah Connor... 2008 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;21 South Park 1997 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;22 Dollhouse 2009 - present 8.0&lt;br /&gt;23 CSI 2000 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;24 Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters 2006 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;25 The Office 2005 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;26 Chuck 2007 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;27 The Big Bang Theory 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;28 Naruto 2002 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;29 The Unit 2006 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;30 Fringe 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;31 CSI: NY 2004 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;32 90210 2008 - present 7.8&lt;br /&gt;33 The Mentalist 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;34 CSI: Miami 2002 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;35 30 Rock 2006 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;36 Criminal Minds 2005 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;37 Bleach 2004 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;38 Ghost Whisperer 2005 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;39 Saturday Night Live 1975 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;40 Law &amp;amp; Order: Criminal Intent 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;41 Harper's Island 2009 - present 6.9&lt;br /&gt;42 The Amazing Race 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;43 Kings 2009 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;44 Law &amp;amp; Order: Special Victims... 1999 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;45 Two and a Half Men 2003 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;46 Dexter 2006 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;47 Pokémon 1998 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;48 Friends 1994 - 2004 9.2&lt;br /&gt;49 American Idol 2002 - present 7.6&lt;br /&gt;50 ER 1994 - 2009 8.9&lt;br /&gt;51 Avatar: The Last Airbender 2005 - 2008 9.1&lt;br /&gt;52 Dragonball Z 1996 - 2003 8.9&lt;br /&gt;53 Battlestar Galactica (2003) 2003 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;54 Legend of the Seeker 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;55 American Dad! 2005 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;56 Gilmore Girls 2000 - 2007 9.0&lt;br /&gt;57 Private Practice 2007 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;58 Primeval 2007 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;59 iCarly 2007 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;60 Numb3rs 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;61 Life 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;62 Breaking Bad 2008 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;63 Ugly Betty 2006 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;64 Charmed 1998 - 2006 8.9&lt;br /&gt;65 Reaper 2007 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;66 The Tudors 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;67 Wizards of Waverly Place 2007 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;68 Degrassi: The Next Generation 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;69 Ben 10 2005 - 2008 8.8&lt;br /&gt;70 Cold Case 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;71 Beverly Hills, 90210 1990 - 2000 8.6&lt;br /&gt;72 Greek 2007 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;73 True Blood 2008 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;74 America's Next Top Model 2003 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;75 Nip/Tuck 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;76 Extreme Makeover: Home Edition 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;77 My Name Is Earl 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;78 Pushing Daisies 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;79 Buffy the Vampire Slayer 1997 - 2003 9.1&lt;br /&gt;80 The Girls Next Door 2005 - present 7.8&lt;br /&gt;81 Dirty Sexy Money 2007 - 2009 8.8&lt;br /&gt;82 Ben 10: Alien Force 2008 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;83 Sonny with a Chance 2009 - present 7.5&lt;br /&gt;84 In Plain Sight 2008 - present 7.7&lt;br /&gt;85 Weeds 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;86 Castle 2009 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;87 MythBusters 2003 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;88 Rescue Me 2004 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;89 Lie to Me 2009 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;90 The O.C. 2003 - 2007 8.7&lt;br /&gt;91 Kyle XY 2006 - 2009 8.9&lt;br /&gt;92 Entourage 2004 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;93 Stargate Atlantis 2004 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;94 Seinfeld 1989 - 1998 9.1&lt;br /&gt;95 Britain's Got Talent 2007 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;96 Power Rangers 1993 - present 7.9&lt;br /&gt;97 Without a Trace 2002 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;98 Sex and the City 1998 - 2004 8.7&lt;br /&gt;99 The Game 2006 - present 7.9&lt;br /&gt;100 Robin Hood 2006 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 Most Popular Shows This Week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1 &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 2004 - present&lt;br /&gt;rank show start - end score&lt;br /&gt;2 House 2004 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;3 Heroes 2006 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;4 Prison Break 2005 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;5 Grey's Anatomy 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;6 Smallville 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;7 Gossip Girl 2007 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;8 Family Guy 1999 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;9 NCIS 2003 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;10 Bones 2005 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;11 Desperate Housewives 2004 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;12 Supernatural 2005 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;13 One Tree Hill 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;14 24 2001 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;15 Scrubs 2001 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;16 Terminator: The Sarah Connor... 2008 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;17 How I Met Your Mother 2005 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;18 Chuck 2007 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;19 South Park 1997 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;20 The Big Bang Theory 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;21 The Office 2005 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;22 SpongeBob SquarePants 1999 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;23 Fringe 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;24 American Idol 2002 - present 7.6&lt;br /&gt;25 90210 2008 - present 7.8&lt;br /&gt;26 CSI 2000 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;27 The Simpsons 1989 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;28 Dollhouse 2009 - present 8.0&lt;br /&gt;29 Hannah Montana 2006 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;30 CSI: NY 2004 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;31 The Unit 2006 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;32 The Mentalist 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;33 Naruto 2002 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;34 Criminal Minds 2005 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;35 Two and a Half Men 2003 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;36 CSI: Miami 2002 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;37 Ghost Whisperer 2005 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;38 Harper's Island 2009 - present 6.9&lt;br /&gt;39 30 Rock 2006 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;40 Bleach 2004 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;41 Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters 2006 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;42 Saturday Night Live 1975 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;43 Life 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;44 Friends 1994 - 2004 9.2&lt;br /&gt;45 Law &amp;amp; Order: Special Victims... 1999 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;46 ER 1994 - 2009 8.9&lt;br /&gt;47 Private Practice 2007 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;48 Gilmore Girls 2000 - 2007 9.0&lt;br /&gt;49 Reaper 2007 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;50 Pokémon 1998 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;51 Avatar: The Last Airbender 2005 - 2008 9.1&lt;br /&gt;52 Dragonball Z 1996 - 2003 8.9&lt;br /&gt;53 America's Next Top Model 2003 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;54 Charmed 1998 - 2006 8.9&lt;br /&gt;55 Dexter 2006 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;56 Battlestar Galactica (2003) 2003 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;57 The Amazing Race 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;58 Numb3rs 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;59 Greek 2007 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;60 Ugly Betty 2006 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;61 iCarly 2007 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;62 Shameless 2004 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;63 Lie to Me 2009 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;64 Cold Case 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;65 Legend of the Seeker 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;66 Without a Trace 2002 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;67 The Tudors 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;68 Castle 2009 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;69 Beverly Hills, 90210 1990 - 2000 8.6&lt;br /&gt;70 Ben 10 2005 - 2008 8.8&lt;br /&gt;71 Breaking Bad 2008 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;72 Kings 2009 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;73 American Dad! 2005 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;74 My Name Is Earl 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;75 The Biggest Loser 2004 - present 8.1&lt;br /&gt;76 The Hills 2006 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;77 Ben 10: Alien Force 2008 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;78 True Blood 2008 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;79 Rescue Me 2004 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;80 Doctor Who (2005) 2005 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;81 Degrassi: The Next Generation 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;82 Home and Away 1988 - present 8.0&lt;br /&gt;83 Nip/Tuck 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;84 Primeval 2007 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;85 The Girls Next Door 2005 - present 7.8&lt;br /&gt;86 Buffy the Vampire Slayer 1997 - 2003 9.1&lt;br /&gt;87 Caprica 2009 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;88 Sonny with a Chance 2009 - present 7.5&lt;br /&gt;89 Dirty Sexy Money 2007 - 2009 8.8&lt;br /&gt;90 Medium 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;91 Weeds 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;92 The Game 2006 - present 7.9&lt;br /&gt;93 Hell's Kitchen 2005 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;94 Dancing With the Stars 2005 - present 7.9&lt;br /&gt;95 Seinfeld 1989 - 1998 9.1&lt;br /&gt;96 Kyle XY 2006 - 2009 8.9&lt;br /&gt;97 Law &amp;amp; Order 1990 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;98 The O.C. 2003 - 2007 8.7&lt;br /&gt;99 Red Dwarf 1988 - 1999 8.6&lt;br /&gt;100 Wizards of Waverly Place 2007 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 Most Popular Shows this Month:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rank show start - end score&lt;br /&gt;2 House 2004 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;3 Heroes 2006 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;4 Grey's Anatomy 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;5 Smallville 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;6 Gossip Girl 2007 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;7 Family Guy 1999 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;8 Supernatural 2005 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;9 One Tree Hill 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;10 NCIS 2003 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;11 Desperate Housewives 2004 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;12 Prison Break 2005 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;13 Bones 2005 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;14 American Idol 2002 - present 7.6&lt;br /&gt;15 Terminator: The Sarah Connor... 2008 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;16 How I Met Your Mother 2005 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;17 Scrubs 2001 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;18 24 2001 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;19 The Office 2005 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;20 South Park 1997 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;21 Chuck 2007 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;22 The Big Bang Theory 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;23 ER 1994 - 2009 8.9&lt;br /&gt;24 Naruto 2002 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;25 CSI 2000 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;26 The Simpsons 1989 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;27 Battlestar Galactica (2003) 2003 - present 9.1&lt;br /&gt;28 The Mentalist 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;29 Fringe 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;30 Dollhouse 2009 - present 8.0&lt;br /&gt;31 90210 2008 - present 7.8&lt;br /&gt;32 Criminal Minds 2005 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;33 CSI: NY 2004 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;34 CSI: Miami 2002 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;35 Two and a Half Men 2003 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;36 Ghost Whisperer 2005 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;37 Hannah Montana 2006 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;38 The Unit 2006 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;39 30 Rock 2006 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;40 Bleach 2004 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;41 Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters 2006 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;42 Private Practice 2007 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;43 Life 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;44 SpongeBob SquarePants 1999 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;45 Friends 1994 - 2004 9.2&lt;br /&gt;46 Law &amp;amp; Order: Special Victims... 1999 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;47 Reaper 2007 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;48 America's Next Top Model 2003 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;49 Saturday Night Live 1975 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;50 Dexter 2006 - present 9.2&lt;br /&gt;51 Pokémon 1998 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;52 Ugly Betty 2006 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;53 Dragonball Z 1996 - 2003 8.9&lt;br /&gt;54 Ben 10: Alien Force 2008 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;55 Avatar: The Last Airbender 2005 - 2008 9.1&lt;br /&gt;56 Charmed 1998 - 2006 8.9&lt;br /&gt;57 Gilmore Girls 2000 - 2007 9.0&lt;br /&gt;58 Legend of the Seeker 2008 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;59 Numb3rs 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;60 Lie to Me 2009 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;61 Kyle XY 2006 - 2009 8.9&lt;br /&gt;62 Nip/Tuck 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;63 The Amazing Race 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;64 The Game 2006 - present 7.9&lt;br /&gt;65 Ben 10 2005 - 2008 8.8&lt;br /&gt;66 Greek 2007 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;67 American Dad! 2005 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;68 Cold Case 2003 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;69 My Name Is Earl 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;70 Kings 2009 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;71 Harper's Island 2009 - present 6.9&lt;br /&gt;72 The Tudors 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;73 Skins 2007 - present 8.8&lt;br /&gt;74 Castle 2009 - present 8.6&lt;br /&gt;75 iCarly 2007 - present 8.5&lt;br /&gt;76 Damages 2007 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;77 Dancing With the Stars 2005 - present 7.9&lt;br /&gt;78 Without a Trace 2002 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;79 Dirty Sexy Money 2007 - 2009 8.8&lt;br /&gt;80 Breaking Bad 2008 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;81 Survivor 2000 - present 8.3&lt;br /&gt;82 Beverly Hills, 90210 1990 - 2000 8.6&lt;br /&gt;83 Degrassi: The Next Generation 2001 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;84 Buffy the Vampire Slayer 1997 - 2003 9.1&lt;br /&gt;85 True Blood 2008 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;86 The Girls Next Door 2005 - present 7.8&lt;br /&gt;87 The Biggest Loser 2004 - present 8.1&lt;br /&gt;88 Life On Mars 2008 - 2009 8.3&lt;br /&gt;89 Sex and the City 1998 - 2004 8.7&lt;br /&gt;90 Seinfeld 1989 - 1998 9.1&lt;br /&gt;91 Medium 2005 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;92 Law &amp;amp; Order 1990 - present 8.9&lt;br /&gt;93 Knight Rider 2008 - present 8.1&lt;br /&gt;94 The Secret Life of the... 2008 - present 8.2&lt;br /&gt;95 Home and Away 1988 - present 8.0&lt;br /&gt;96 Eleventh Hour 2008 - present 8.0&lt;br /&gt;97 Friday Night Lights 2006 - present 8.7&lt;br /&gt;98 The O.C. 2003 - 2007 8.7&lt;br /&gt;99 The Hills 2006 - present 8.4&lt;br /&gt;100 Stargate Atlantis 2004 - present 9.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 Most Popular Shows of ALL TIME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Smallville &lt;br /&gt;3 Prison Break &lt;br /&gt;4 One Tree Hill &lt;br /&gt;5 Grey's Anatomy &lt;br /&gt;6 Heroes&lt;br /&gt;7 Naruto &lt;br /&gt;8 Avatar: The Last Airbender &lt;br /&gt;9 &lt;strong&gt;House &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;10 &lt;strong&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;12 Family Guy &lt;br /&gt;13 Desperate Housewives &lt;br /&gt;14 Charmed &lt;br /&gt;15 The O.C. &lt;br /&gt;16 24 &lt;br /&gt;17 Scrubs &lt;br /&gt;18 CSI &lt;br /&gt;19 South Park &lt;br /&gt;20 Supernatural &lt;br /&gt;21 &lt;strong&gt;ER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;22 Nip/Tuck&lt;br /&gt;23 7th Heaven &lt;br /&gt;24 The Simpsons &lt;br /&gt;25 NCIS &lt;br /&gt;26 Hannah Montana &lt;br /&gt;27 Battlestar Galactica &lt;br /&gt;28 &lt;strong&gt;Stargate SG-1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;29 The Office&lt;br /&gt;30 &lt;strong&gt;Friends  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 Home and Away 1988 - present 8.0&lt;br /&gt;32 &lt;strong&gt;Bones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 Veronica Mars &lt;br /&gt;34 Stargate Atlantis &lt;br /&gt;35 Degrassi: The Next Generation &lt;br /&gt;36 CSI: Miami &lt;br /&gt;37 American Idol &lt;br /&gt;38 Law &amp;amp; Order: Special Victims... &lt;br /&gt;39 Inuyasha &lt;br /&gt;40 Power Rangers &lt;br /&gt;41 The Sopranos&lt;br /&gt;42 CSI: NY &lt;br /&gt;43 The 4400 &lt;br /&gt;44 &lt;strong&gt;Las Vegas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;45 Newport Harbor: The Real... &lt;br /&gt;46 Buffy the Vampire Slayer &lt;br /&gt;47 Ugly Betty &lt;br /&gt;48 Criminal Minds&lt;br /&gt;49 The Suite Life of Zack &amp;amp; Cody &lt;br /&gt;50 Angel &lt;br /&gt;51 Justice League Unlimited&lt;br /&gt;52 Dancing With the Stars &lt;br /&gt;53 Pokémon &lt;br /&gt;54 Bleach &lt;br /&gt;55 Weeds &lt;br /&gt;56 Without a Trace &lt;br /&gt;57 Dragonball Z &lt;br /&gt;58 Beverly Hills, 90210 &lt;br /&gt;59 Jericho &lt;br /&gt;60 Ghost Whisperer &lt;br /&gt;61 &lt;strong&gt;Alias&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;62 Everwood &lt;br /&gt;63 Zoey 101 &lt;br /&gt;64 Seinfeld &lt;br /&gt;65 Reba &lt;br /&gt;66 Yu-Gi-Oh! GX &lt;br /&gt;67 Full House &lt;br /&gt;68 The X-Files &lt;br /&gt;69 Entourage &lt;br /&gt;70 That '70s Show&lt;br /&gt;71 Danny Phantom &lt;br /&gt;72 Teen Titans &lt;br /&gt;73 Beauty and the Geek &lt;br /&gt;74 Dexter &lt;br /&gt;75 My Name Is Earl &lt;br /&gt;76 Gossip Girl &lt;br /&gt;77 SpongeBob SquarePants &lt;br /&gt;78 Sex and the City &lt;br /&gt;79 Kyle XY &lt;br /&gt;80 How I Met Your Mother&lt;br /&gt;81 &lt;strong&gt;Saturday Night Live&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;82 The Shield &lt;br /&gt;83 Cold Case &lt;br /&gt;84 Numb3rs &lt;br /&gt;85 The L Word&lt;br /&gt;86 Ben 10 &lt;br /&gt;87 The Bachelor &lt;br /&gt;88 That's So Raven &lt;br /&gt;89 The Unit &lt;br /&gt;90 JAG &lt;br /&gt;91 Law &amp;amp; Order&lt;br /&gt;92 Survivor &lt;br /&gt;93 So You Think You Can Dance &lt;br /&gt;94 Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters&lt;br /&gt;95 Boston Legal &lt;br /&gt;96 The West Wing &lt;br /&gt;97 Invasion&lt;br /&gt;98 Rescue Me &lt;br /&gt;99 The Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;100 Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it would appear that my favorite show is not so stupid, but rather quite popular.  Think I made this up, well here's the &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/shows/top-shows/all.html"&gt;proof&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-4583580826751133210?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/4583580826751133210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=4583580826751133210' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4583580826751133210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4583580826751133210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-interesting-statistics-from-tvvom.html' title='Some Interesting Statistics From tv.vom (Yeah so this post won&apos;t count as far as word count goes)'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8710944974718917335</id><published>2009-04-16T09:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:38:03.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Reasons Why My Week Has Sucked</title><content type='html'>This has been a spectacularly craptastic week. I've already blogged about the most prominent reason why my week was absolutely splendiforous, but here is some more recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Grandfather is very ill in the hospital with pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The swelling of my head (pretty much the entire right half is swelling now) for unknown reason and the intense pain it causes really sort of put a damper on my week.  We shall see how I feel about this after I get the results of the CT.  The way I picture it is if something incredibly life-threatening was quite prominent in the pictures they took the radioligist would have called neurology right away and I would not have made it to school in time for second hour.  So either the CT is clear (which quite honestly would really annoy me as I really want the swelling/pain thing fixed) or it's something relatively minor and fixable (which would make my day, I really don't enjoy having mystery illnesses).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Due to my health I haven't been able to ride my horse at all this week and the weather has been gorgeous (although I've decided that even/especially if there is something incredibly wrong with me the one thing that I will not give up is riding and the first thing to go will be school). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The AP Lang essay that I have no idea how to fix is now due Monday (the due Monday thing is really great, the fact that I have no idea how to fix my essay is the downer part).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was one point away from failing a supposedly easy quiz in Advanced Pre-Calc yesterday (D-'s are not really my thing).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had a really bad time this week in Spanish which used to be one of my favorite classes (I got cinco out of quince on mi tarea para lunes).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;French has also been going poorly this week, I'm at a bit of a loss about that class (usually by the time I get there being as it is my last class, I am so completely worn out from the day and in such incredible pain from my head that I have little to no tolerance for the Freshman antics or the busy-work that we do and that gets me into trouble with the teacher).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday when I was walking down the stairs at school on my way to lunch I had a momentary loss of balance and all of the weight of myself and my backpack came straight down on my knees so now I have some spectacular bruises.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have not been able to work out at all this week due to time constraints as well as my health so I feel rather fat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It would appear that unless Juliet dies, there is a great possibility that I will lose my 'Lost' bet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8710944974718917335?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8710944974718917335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8710944974718917335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8710944974718917335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8710944974718917335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/top-ten-reasons-why-my-week-has-sucked.html' title='Top Ten Reasons Why My Week Has Sucked'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8194125224912649023</id><published>2009-04-16T09:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:13:01.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"Some Like It Hoth"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SgBJZYB89tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/no0pnVmgzV0/s1600-h/Miles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332342659102865106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SgBJZYB89tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/no0pnVmgzV0/s320/Miles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would appear that Aaron's theory that Miles was Dr. Chang/Halliwax/Candle's son. That really was the only question that last night's episode answered. Instead the episode opened the door for about fifty more questions to appear and ended with a major cliffhanger that did in a round-about way sort of confrim that the Oceanic survivors and their friends from the future will be leaving the 70's timeline very soon in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the conclusion that I really like Miles and feel pretty bad for him. He reminds me of what Sawyer was like before he got all serious and mature. I feel bad for him because he grew up like the Osment kid in the Sixth Sense: His dad was never around (because he was dead) and he was constantly plagued by the unhappy dead. That is a seriously crappy life. However I think that Mrs. Straume was lying about Dr. Chang/Halliwax/Candle not wanting anything to do with Miles, he seemed be very loving and caring of baby Miles in the 70's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot (in summary):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dharma Time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate and Sawyer get back to the pylons and Sawyer radios Miles and tells him to get rid of the video records from the camera on the pylon where he and Kate brought Ben.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate goes back to New Otherton, Sawyer heads off somewhere else to cover their tracks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miles is about to erase the tapes when Horace comes in looking for LaFleur.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miles tells him that LaFleur is out looking for the fugitive Hostile (meaning Sayid) and that he is out of radio contact.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Horace tells Miles that since LaFleur is out he is going to be brought into the Circle of Trust (every time I hear that I think of Robert DeNiro in 'Meet the Parents') and that he needs Miles to run an errand for him that is top secret.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He send Miles out to Hostile territory to 'pick up a package' from Radzinski.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The package turns out to be the body of a Dharma worker who has been shot in the head and therefore killed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miles then asks the dead guy what happened to him. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I started to write a summary but now that I have procrastinated I shal simply jot down some things that you need to know before you watch next weeks episode:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some guy got shot out at the Swan Station possibly by the Dharma people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miles is Dr. Chang's kid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miles, after accepting the job from Widmore (to go to the Island) which $1.6million (which explains his want for $3.2million from Ben)is 'kidnapped' by Ilana's friend (Statue-Shadow-question people) and told that he is not 'ready' to go to the island because he can't answer the statue-shadow question. He tells them that if they pay him $3.2million he will stay home, they refuse and he gets on the freighter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roger Linus suspects that Kate had something to do with Ben's disappearance because she tried to comfort him and told him she had a feeling that everything would be okay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roger asks Jack if he should turn Kate in to Horace and Jack becomes a tad hostile when he tells Roger that he and Kate are friends and that she would never do anything to hurt Roger's kid thus implicating himslef in the crime.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phil (one of the security guys) found the tape from the pylons of Sawyer and Kate taking been to the Hostiles and confronts Sawyer about it. Sawyer punches him and knocks him out...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm pretty sure that's all you will need to know for the next episode so there you have it short, sweet, and to the point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8194125224912649023?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8194125224912649023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8194125224912649023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8194125224912649023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8194125224912649023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-like-it-hoth.html' title='&quot;Some Like It Hoth&quot;'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SgBJZYB89tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/no0pnVmgzV0/s72-c/Miles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1361049358043653411</id><published>2009-04-14T20:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:24:36.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Computed Tomography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SeU3R7j42NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DQeHWvOGZJM/s1600-h/739_ct_scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SeU3R7j42NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DQeHWvOGZJM/s320/739_ct_scan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324722915621001426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am having a CT scan tomorrow morning in hopes of finally getting to the bottom of the whole eye swelling thing.  This means I will definitely get to miss zero and first hour.  Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1361049358043653411?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1361049358043653411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1361049358043653411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1361049358043653411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1361049358043653411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/computed-tomography.html' title='Computed Tomography'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SeU3R7j42NI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DQeHWvOGZJM/s72-c/739_ct_scan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-9155289141522774685</id><published>2009-04-14T09:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:59:14.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I Forgot a Movie</title><content type='html'>So I finally broke down and watched &lt;em&gt;Twilight &lt;/em&gt;and was quite amused. The movie actually sort of followed the book, but the over-dramatic-ness was really quite hilarious. I do admit there were only a few times in the movie that left me going "Really? No, I mean seriously, really?" It was a decent movie, I can see why a twilight fan would really enjoy it, but there is no way that I would ever spend money on it. I don't even spend money on the books, I borrow them from my kind and generous friends. I think the problem that I have with the Twilight series is that I read the first three books before they were really popular and got strange looks from people because iwas reading "a vampire book" which translates to "Fantasy" which translates to some form of the word nerd. Then all of the sudden millions of girls realized that within the nerdy fantasy book there was a slightly provacative love story so those miliions of potentially shallow fangirls took the nerd book and turned it into something that reminds me of the Disney Channel and the Jonas Brothers (both of which I despise). Suddenly it was cool if you read the nerd book and those who didn't (such as myself because I already had) were weird. Next came the obsession over Edward, every girl wanted to be Edward's girl but unfortunately they couldn't mainly because HE'S A FICTIONAL CHARACTER! Personally I think Edward is a little bit of a creeper. I don't know the book me cae mal ahora. I'm going to stop myself before I really start ranting, so back to the movie. The movie was okay, if you are the steriotypical fangirl go ahead and buy it (although if you are a steriotypical fangirl you would have bought it on the day it came out on DVD so the preceding sentece was absolutely unnecessary). If you're like me, borrow it and watch it with a group of friends who enjoy lauging at it (not with it) and making jokes about it. If you're somewhere in between rent it and watch it on your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-9155289141522774685?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/9155289141522774685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=9155289141522774685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/9155289141522774685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/9155289141522774685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-forgot-movie.html' title='I Forgot a Movie'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-5955585523749684395</id><published>2009-04-14T09:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:58:49.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Brief Movie Reviews</title><content type='html'>It seems to me that it has been a very long time since I have blogged about a movie so now I shall briefly describe movies I have seen recently and my thoughts about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Fast and the Furious&lt;/u&gt; (the first one): In case there are people such as myself before 3 P.M. yesterday out there who have not seen this movie the plot follows an undercover cop who infiltrates/befriends a group/team of street/drag racers.  He is investigating a string of highway robberies of semi-trucks that he believes this team of racers is responsible for.  Along the way he falls in love with the head hauncho's (Dominic played by Vin Diesel) sister whose heart he breaks when he informs her that he is a cop.  He is also blamed (by the FBI) for a premature arrest and therefore release of another dangerous racing team.  After the cop finally figures out that it is indeed Dominic and his team who are robbing the semis he follows them out on a job and ends up saving the life of one of the team members as the truck driver was ready for the robbery and therefore armed with a shotgun.  The movie ends with a lot of things left unresolved and therefore leaves the viewer with a hankering to see the sequel and now the third one which is either in theaters now, or will be soon.  Quite honestly I enjoyed this movie, but people who have a low tolerance for bad language and gang-type activities (meaning a lot of lawlessness) will probably not.  I do want to see the sequel and the third movie, but I doubt that I will ever buy them because the first two are on TV all of the time and I'm sure that eventually the third one will be on TV as well.  If you want to see this movie I would suggest renting it or watching FX, TNT, or USA on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ferris Bueller's Day Off&lt;/u&gt;:  I am ashamed that I hadn't seen this movie before last Friday.  This movie is a classic about a teenage boy who concocts and brilliantly (but not quite flawlessly) executes a plan for skipping school, getting his girlfriend out of school, and taking his girlfriend and best friend for Chicago to spend the day.  This is a must see.  I would definately buy it.  It is absolutely hilarious (and stupid, but hilarious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Simpson's Movie&lt;/u&gt;:  If you like the Simpson's you'll like the movie.  I didn't particularly enjoy it as that kind of stupid/funny isn't really my cup of tea, thus I would definately not waste any money on this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Holiday&lt;/u&gt;:  This is a chickflick/romantic comedy.  It's abot two girls who have just had their hearts broken who spend Christmas at each other's houses and manage to find love and happiness.  It sounds really cheesy, but I, a person who despises corny chickflicks, really enjoyed it because mixed into the vast amounts of cheese was a ton of comedic relief.  No, I wouldn't buy it, but I would watch it again on TV.  I recomend this movie as an excellent break-up movie.  If you haven't seen it and it's not going to be on TV anytime soon and you're really in the mood for a chickflick I would say go ahead and rent it otherwise just wait for it to be on TBS again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Best Friend's Wedding&lt;/u&gt;: Staged as a Romantic Comedy, but not you're average chick flick.  It's about a woman who is asked to be the maid of honor at her ex-boyfriend's/best friend's wedding.  They two had made a deal that if they were both unmarried at 30 they would marry each other.  Well right as the woman (Julia Roberts) is about to turn 30 she gets a call from this guy asking her if she will be in his wedding.  She says yes with the intentions of breaking up his wedding and winning him back.  The movie is about her schemes and the turmoil she goes through in trying to get the wedding called off.  If you're looking for a happy/sappy ending do not watch this movie.  Personally, I think it could have been funnier, but that's just my perogative.  It wasn't my favorite movie so I definately wouldn't spend any money to see it (I don't really want to see it again) but if you want to see it, wait for it to be on TBS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gran Torino&lt;/u&gt;:  Absolutely the best movie I have seen this year.  This movie is about a widower who befriends his Chinese neighbors and protects them from the neighbor hood gang.  I'm not going to say anymore because I think everyone should go see this movie, or buy it when it comes out on DVD and find out what the movie is about for themselves.  This movie combines a precise amount of comedy with a truly sad/dramatic situation.  I laughed, I cryed, I loved it.  I will be buying this movie when it comes out on DVD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-5955585523749684395?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/5955585523749684395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=5955585523749684395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5955585523749684395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5955585523749684395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/brief-movie-reviews.html' title='Brief Movie Reviews'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-45935489525454770</id><published>2009-04-13T09:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:58:49.392-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>There is Something Wrong With Me (Health-wise)</title><content type='html'>So I have had a bad run of health lately that has left me rather clueless as to what's wrong with me.  It all started about a month ago when I ended up with a horrible virus that rendered me unable to speak or breath for that matter as I was constantly coughing and in pain from a spectacularly raw throat.  That lasted about a week.  On Wednesday of that week I decided to go to school (you can't really miss a lot of school and expect to pass classes with my schedule) if for nothing else, than to pick-up the work that I missed so that I could start catching up.  The next day I woke up and my eye wouldn't open all of the way so I couldn't see very well.  I figured that I was just tired and that the blurry vision would pass (it didn't) I walked to the bathroom, looked in the mirror and saw that my eye was glued shut in one corner by a nastiness which I shall refer to as matter and the eye itself was bright red/pink.  I hope that you have used some sort of argumentative reasoning to determine that I had pinkeye (the best and worst disease you could possibly be afflicted with).  Pinkeye, as it turns out, is very contagious thus I stayed home so as not to infect the entire student body.  By that afternoon I was on antibiotics so I figured that I would go to school the next day.  The next morning I woke up and couldn't open my eye at all, it was glued shut by matter, so I stayed home once more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week was Spring Break and by Sunday afternoon (the fourth day of the pinkeye infection) my eye was almost back to normal so I figured that I would be healthy throughout the rest of break.  Monday was an excellent day, I felt great, the weather was lovely, and I was able to go to the Barn and ride my horse for quite a while that afternoon then relax that night.  However, the next day (Tuesday) I woke up with a migraine above my left eye so I pretty much slept all day in attempt to get rid of it.  Wednesday I felt okay, my head still hurt some, but it was nothing compared to the day before and I was able to function and start working on my homework (which I had intended to do on Tuesday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we get to the health problem that has me rather perplexed/worried.  Starting that Thursday I developed a migraine-like headache over my right eye which has progressively worsened.  The week after Spring Break my eye/the area around my eye began to swell, that Wednesday the combination of swelling and pain caused me to miss school once again.  I went to the doctor and was informed that all of the mucous created when I had my cough had gotten stuck in the sinus pocket behind my eye and was now infected which was causing the pain and the swelling so he put me on Augmentin to clear it up.  Now two weeks later I finished the antibiotic Saturday morning and today (being Monday) my eye has started swelling again and my head is killing me.  So I think I shall be going back to the doctor's office/hospital for some X-rays/further investigation in the near future and quite honestly I am a little worried.  I can't imagine anything good causing a person's face to swell, but at the same time I really want the problem fixed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible diagnoses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last week I went to the optomitrist for an annual check-up as well as to see what was causing some inflamation on/in my eye and found out that the pinkeye/sinisitis had caused an infection in my eye which I believe that doctor referred to as choroitis or something along those lines so perhaps this is some random side effect.  However both of my eyes are infected and only one of them is swelling so...?  Also she put be on antibiotic eyedrops that I believe should  have cleared up that infection by now so I don't really think this is directly related to that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chronic migraines, my symptoms match those of a migraine but I don't believe that migraines usually last for a month so this is rather unlikely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brain Tumor?  I don't have all of the symptoms of this, but still, you never know.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have had a migraine headache that doesn't change sides, dizziness (no fainting), stiff neck, extreme exhaustion, blurry vision, and sensitivity to light.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-45935489525454770?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/45935489525454770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=45935489525454770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/45935489525454770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/45935489525454770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-is-something-wrong-with-me-health.html' title='There is Something Wrong With Me (Health-wise)'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8636767989649226208</id><published>2009-04-09T10:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:03:28.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Hahaha...I do believe my theory is correct</title><content type='html'>So the season 5 finale Lost episode is called "The Incident (Part One)" which insinuates that my theory that "the incident" mentioned in the Swan Station orientation video does indeed involve the flight 815 survivors perhaps getting back to the future. This would also support my theory that said survivors get back to the future before young Ben comes back to New Otherton...intrigue. I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8636767989649226208?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8636767989649226208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8636767989649226208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8636767989649226208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8636767989649226208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/hahahai-do-believe-my-theory-is-correct.html' title='Hahaha...I do believe my theory is correct'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-4253389788054832827</id><published>2009-04-09T09:03:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:02:27.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"Dead is Dead"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sd4Nd8UTD4I/AAAAAAAAADY/azkJ5mPB6Ac/s1600-h/300_emerson_michael_lc_112608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322706617657134978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sd4Nd8UTD4I/AAAAAAAAADY/azkJ5mPB6Ac/s320/300_emerson_michael_lc_112608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had this internal battle going this season about which evil fellow's (Ben or Widmore) story about what happened on the Island 20some years ago I want to believe. I think after last night's episode that from now on I shall definitely believe Ben's word over Widmore's (even though both men lie with every breath) due to the fact that Ben seems to actually have a heart. Another thing I thik I learned from last night's episode is that Kate, Sawyer, Miles, Jack, Hurley, Juliet, Jin, and Sayid have to get back to the future before Ben comes back from his stay with the Others otherwise I assume he would have some memory of them (excepting Sayid of course who is apparently roaming around the land inside the Dharma fence unless of course he went into the jungle when Sawyer shut it off).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Key Points:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;So as we all know from last week's episode Ben woke up on Alcatraz at the Hydra with Locke sitting next to him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After he wakes up he informs Locke that he knew this (meaning that John would come back to life on the Island) would happen and that he is amazed that it actually did happen...blah, blah, blah, lies, lies, lies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When John asks Ben why he came back/why he was trying to escape to the main Island Ben replies that he was going there to be judged by the smoke monster for coming back to the Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Later Ben is walking around the beach when he meets Caesar. Caesar informs Ben of the accusations that Locke has made against him (saying that Ben is the man who killed him). Ben uses these accusations (as well as the fact that no one say Locke on the plane) to spin a lie about Locke not being on the plane/Locke being a crackpot resident of the Island. Caesar shows Ben a gun that he has and tells him that he has his back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben then goes to his office in the Hydra where he digs out an old photo of Alex. Locke comes in and asks Ben about the whole murder thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben explains that killing Locke was the only way to get him and the Oceanic 5 back to the Island (it was also the only way for Ben to get back to the Island), he also says that he had to talk Locke out of killing himself so that the important info Locke had about how to get back to the Island wouldn't die with him and after he got that information it was much easier to kill Locke than to talk him back into killing himself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke replies that he was merely looking for an apology. He also tells Ben that he thinks Ben came back to the Island for killing Alex (his adopted daughter for those of you who don't know) not to be judged for coming back to the Island (cuz that's just sillly). Then Locke suggests that they go over to the main Island that very minute.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While Locke and Ben are getting ready to leave in one of the outriggers Caesar comes over and questions them about what they are doing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke tells him that they are going to the Main Island, Caesar asks Ben if he is going with Locke. Ben replies that Locke didn't really give him a choice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caesar says that he is the leader and he says that they can't take the boat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;John keeps getting ready to leave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caesar reaches for his gun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben pulls the gun out of his own pack and shoots Caesar (didn't see that coming, but that's okay I don't really like Caesar he's too much of a wannabe Jack and I don't really like Jack thus my dislike of Caesar).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben tells Locke to consider that his apology.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two head to New Otherton and find Sun and Frank in Alex's room at Ben's old house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun says that they have been told by Christian to wait for Locke...Locke is there...surprise, dead is apparently not dead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They all talk...Lapidus goes back to the Alcatraz Island, Sun chooses to stay with the psychopaths as they are the only chance she has of finding Jin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben trys to summon the monster, but the monster doesn't come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke says that he knows where the monster lives and leads the two to "The Temple."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke and Ben go under the temple (the place where the frenchmen got 'infected').&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben affirms that he came back to be judged for what happened to Alex and starts to press on alone when he falls through the floor into another chamber below, Locke goes to find a way to get Ben out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben explores the chamber. There are lots of hiroglyphs on the walls and at the far end there is a picture of what/who I assume is Anubis fighting what/who I also assume is either the smoke monster or Jacob. Below the picture is what appears to be some sort of cage from which the smoke monster emerges and engulfs Ben.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben is forced to relive some of his best and worst moments with Alex including her murder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that the smoke monster goes back into the cage and Alex (or perhaps Jacob/the smoke monster in the form of Alex appears).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben tells her that he is sorry and that what happened to her is all his fault.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She tells him he knows and then attacks him informing him that she knows he is already planning to kill Locke again and that he is to listen to and follow Locke no matter what.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She makes him swear that he will follow (and therefore not harm) Locke and tells him that if he breaks his promise she will hunt him down and destroy him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then she is gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke throws a vine down and Ben informs Locke that he has been forgiven...L O S T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Lapidus gets back to Alcatraz he is informed by a very distraught survivor that Ilana (the bounty hunter who had Sayid in custody) and her men have found guns and taken over.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Lapidus goes to ask Ilana what is going on she asks him what lies in the shadow of the statue (we know that the well is behind the statue, but how would she know that unless she has lived on the Island before? SHE'S AN OTHER) to which Frank answers something along the lines of "What?" Thus Ilana knocks Frank unconscious...L O S T.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flashbacks:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First flashback is of Ben recovering from his GSW at the Hostile's camp. Widmore (who is the leader at this time) is very unhappy with Alpert for saving Ben until he finds out that 'the Island wanted it done/chose Ben for something.' Widmore then welcomes Ben as one of his own and informs Ben that he will being going back to New Otherton, but he will remain a member of the Hostile clan (or whatever you want to call the Other's of this time).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next we see a older Ben (probably mid-twenties) with a twelve-year old or so Ethan arguing about who is going to 'do it' (meaning shoot and kill Rousseau). Ben says that he will do it and takes a gun into her tent clutzily making a racket as he does so. Alex starts to cry and instead of killing Rousseau he takes Alex and tells her that if she wants her baby to live (and also to stay alive herself) that every time she hears whispers in the jungle she is to run the other way. When Ben gets back to the Hostile camp with Alex and the news that he did not kill Rousseau as was intended he is met with hostility from Widmore. He asks Widmore what he wanted him to do about Alex after he was to kill Rousseau and Widmore replies that he was to kill her as well. Ben says that's not what the Island wanted and if Widmore really wanted Alex dead then he could kill the poor innocent baby right there in front of the other Hostiles, Widmore backs down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afterwords we flash to a time after the Purge (Alex is about 6 and the Hostiles are living in New Otherton) when Widmore is being exiled. Ben goes to see him off &lt;u&gt;on the submarine &lt;/u&gt;(not at the Orchid as Widmore had told John). Ben tells Widmore that he is being exiled because he broke the rules by going off Island constantly and having a daughter (Penny) with and outsider. Widmore replies that Ben wouldn't give up Alex for the Island and the two get into a spat about who actually wanted Alex dead. Widmore replies that if the Island truly wants Alex dead then she will be dead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally we flash to the day of the flight (before Ben calls Jack to ask him to take Locke's body to the airport) where Ben is at the Marina. He calls Widmore to tell him a) that he has found a way back to the Island and b) that he is about to kill Widmore's daughter, then he hangs up and head towards Desmond and Penny's boat. Desmond returns from what appears to be a grocery run and yells at Ben who in turn shoots Desmond in the side. He then advances toward Penny (who is on the deck of the boat shouting at Desmond) and is about to kill her when Charlie (her and Desmond's son) comes up on deck. She tells him to go back below decks and begs Ben not to harm her son. During Ben's hesitation he is (deservadly) brutally attacked by Desmond from behind and thrown into the water...L O S T.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What we can gather from this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ilana and friends are either Others, working for Ben, or working for Widmore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Widmore lied about how he was exiled.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Widmore is a truly evil man who wanted to kill a baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Penny is NOT dead (hooray).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben saved Alex's life and did not kill Rousseau as he was meant to (perhaps he is in some twisted way a good guy).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben has no recollection (although he could be lying) of seeing Jack, Sawyer, Hurley, Kate, etc. in the Dharma Initiative when he was a kid so they have to get back to the future before he returns to New Otherton. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-4253389788054832827?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/4253389788054832827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=4253389788054832827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4253389788054832827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4253389788054832827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/dead-is-dead.html' title='&quot;Dead is Dead&quot;'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sd4Nd8UTD4I/AAAAAAAAADY/azkJ5mPB6Ac/s72-c/300_emerson_michael_lc_112608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1201714455865033806</id><published>2009-04-02T19:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:11:57.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ER'/><title type='text'>ER Finale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sdjz96nluTI/AAAAAAAAADI/lAkM7EIZdbc/s1600-h/300px-ER_Cast_Season_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sdjz96nluTI/AAAAAAAAADI/lAkM7EIZdbc/s320/300px-ER_Cast_Season_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321271204771117362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:31 PM: Yeah it's not on yet, but I thought I could start talking about it anyway.  I can say that I will be very sad when all is said and done, and I'm really glad their bringing back all of the cast that they can to be on tonight's episode.  I only just starting watching the re-runs on TNT but in the year that I've been watching I've managed to watch (in-depth) the end of season 6 all the way through season 14 and back to the pilot and season 1, so I do have some claim to being sad about the end.  I'm kind of annoyed that they keep playing commercials for Southland as if it is going to replace ER since it's by the same producers.  Okay, ER recap is back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later:  Wow, what a great way to end such an influential and beloved series.  The episode incorporated a ton of details (i.e. speeches, actions, gestures, scenes) from various episodes of the previous season.  I especially appreciated that the final episode began in the same way that the Pilot did.  One thing that really made me happy was that they began and ended the series with the rise of a Dr. Greene, it really added to the whole legacy of ER (and was really pretty special to all the people who watched Dr. Mark Greene die =&gt;the last thing on his bucket list was "Fix Rachel" and he obviously succeeded as she is on her way to becoming a doctor).  Although it was a little annoying the fact that there were things left unresolved from the episode served as a reminder that the life of a r&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sdj0CMA92cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xeLZSfU57pY/s1600-h/300px-Cast_Season_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sdj0CMA92cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xeLZSfU57pY/s320/300px-Cast_Season_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321271278160435650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eal ER doesn't ever end, I don't know, it was a reminder that if the portrayed County General ER was real it wouldn't stop functioning just because it's show was over.  Anywho I thought that the end of the ER era was very well written and acted. I was not disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1201714455865033806?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1201714455865033806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1201714455865033806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1201714455865033806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1201714455865033806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/er-finale.html' title='ER Finale!'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/Sdjz96nluTI/AAAAAAAAADI/lAkM7EIZdbc/s72-c/300px-ER_Cast_Season_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-7202539840017281687</id><published>2009-04-02T09:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:07:11.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Category for KennedyBlogs</title><content type='html'>This is a "Pop Culture" blog I suppose as I discuss random movies and a select few TV shows (mainly Lost, but I should blog about ER soon as tonight is the series finale).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-7202539840017281687?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/7202539840017281687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=7202539840017281687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7202539840017281687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7202539840017281687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/04/category-for-kennedyblogs.html' title='Category for KennedyBlogs'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-4835159611063714470</id><published>2009-04-02T09:01:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:24:37.683-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"Whatever Happened, Happened"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SdVXPpmOoRI/AAAAAAAAADA/dBdrlJHOq5c/s1600-h/kate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SdVXPpmOoRI/AAAAAAAAADA/dBdrlJHOq5c/s320/kate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320254461183959314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May I first start off by saying Jack is an idiot. If he had just saved little Ben's life, Ben would not have been evil and all would have been right with the world, but nooooo, Jack is way to arrogant and stuck up to save the life of an innocent child. Let's look at it like this: had Jack saved Ben he would have remembered being shot and almost killed by a "Hostile" and saved by a "Janitor" named Jack Shepherd.  Had this happened a)if the Purge happened Ben would have been killed in it and Widmore would still be on the Island leading the Others which could be good or bad, but would most certainly have altered the course of the lives of the 815 survivors, b)if the Purge didn't happen or perhaps Ben survived the purge he probably would have been much kinder to (and slightly confused) to Jack and company when they showed up on the Island the second time AND he would most likely harbour a horrible hatred of the Others/Hostiles, and c)who knows what sort of drastic differences to the plot of Lost would have been created.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night's episode was absolutely magnificent.  Finally we know a)what happened to Aaron, b)why Kate came back to the Island, and c)what happened between Kate and Cassidy regarding Sawyer and Clementine (I still wonder if Kevin ever tried to contact Kate after the crash though).  I had al lightbulb moment while watching last night about how the Oceanic 4 and friends will get back to the future, Widmore told Locke that Ben took over as leader of the Others and exiled Widmore back to civilization.  In order to get back to civilzation Widmore was forced to turn the wheel which would have moved the Island (or certain people on the Island, through time (this is also might be the "Incident" mentioned in the Swan Station Orientation video), 30 years into the future perhaps.  Anywho last night's episode was further evidence that neither I nor Aaron is anywhere close to winning the bet we have going due to the fact(s) that Kate and Jack had a major falling out and Sawyer told Kate that they never would have worked out because he wasn't "fit to be her boyfriend" (however he did call her Freckles for the first time in three years, but then again he also told her to shut up and scram).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again I'm going to break down the episode in (what I hope is) an easy to follow manner that simply highlights the key events/things you will probably need to know and understand in order to follow future episodes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1977:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben survived Sayid shooting him and was brought back to New Otherton by Jin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate met Ben's dad Roger Linus and the two had a friendly talk about being made greese monkies and janitors by the Dharma people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Horace caught Sawyer and Kate in the end of an argument (Kate wanted to know what was going on w/Ben and Sayid, Sawyer didn't want her to draw attention to herself) which could have (but didn't as far as we know because the two managed to make up a semi-convincing cover story about Sawyer asking Kate if she saw anything suspicious) blown their cover.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer and Horace determined that Sayid had been busted out by somebody with access to Janitor's keys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon going to the infirmary to check on Juliet's progress with Ben, Sawyer met Roger and asked him for his keys, when Roger went to his pocket where his keys normally resided they weren't there informing both Sawyer and Roger that Ben was the person who helped Sayid escape.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer put Jack, Kate and Hurley under House Arrest via Miles to keep them out of the way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juliet (not actually being a surgeon) could not fix Ben's injuries and thus asked Sawyer to ask Jack for help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack being the arrogant bastard he is refused to save the dying child.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hurley and Miles had a confusing and amusing argument about the past (1977) being their present and since whatever happened, happened they cannot possibly change the outcome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate had a falling out with Jack about him refusing to help Ben and how she didn't like the new Jack who just sat around and did nothing to which he rebutted that he had already saved Ben once for her (and apparently he didn't plan on doing it again) and that she didn't like the old Jack to which Kate responded by storming out of the house and slamming the door behind her (so much for house arrest).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate (who must be O-neg) gave blood to help sustain Ben's life.  Whilst giving blood she had a nice conversation with Roger about parenthood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben went into hypoxic shock and Juliet didn't know what else to do so she and Kate decided that Ben's only hope rested with the Others/Hostiles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate took Ben in a Dharma bus to the sonic fence on her way to take him to the Hostiles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juliet sent Sawyer after her to help her with her mission.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer shut the fence off and carried Ben into the jungle on the other side with Kate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two had an interesting conversation about their relationship, Cassidy, and Clementine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Hostiles arrived and informed Sawyer and Kate that they were in violation of the Truce.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer asked them to take Kate, Ben and himself to Richard in order to save Ben's life, the Hostiles complied.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Richard greeted Sawyer genially and asked who Kate was.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Richard agreed to save Ben, but warned Sawyer and Kate that if he did this his innocence would be gone and he would forever be one of them (an Other/Hostile).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate and Sawyer agreed to the consequences and apparently headed back to New Otherton...L O S T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Present (On Alcatraz):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben woke up with Locke next to him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke welcomed Ben back to the land of the living (for now)...L O S T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flashbacks:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate went to visit Cassidy right after getting back to civilization spilling the beans about what really happened on the Island and giving her the settlement money she got from Oceanic as Sawyer's restitution.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cassidy figured out that Kate was lying about Aaron and asks her why even though she told her all about what really happened on the Island she still lied about who Aaron was.  Kate replies that she lied because she had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cassidy tells Kate that she thinks Sawyer is a coward and that the only reason he jumped was because he was afraid of what would happen relationship-wise if he didn't.  She also shares that she thinks he is an idiot for thinking that sending Kate with a restitution of money that isn't even his and a message that he wants Clementine to be taken care of makes up for everything that he put them through.  She tells Kate that she has nothing but sympathy for her and her situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Flashbacks then go to the night that Jack, Ben, Sun, Sayid, and her all met at the marina.  It shows that after she drove off she went to a grocery store to get Aaron something to drink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While there her cell rings and upon seeing that the caller is Jack she turns the phone off and puts it away.  In the short instant while she checked her phone Aaron disappeared.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate frantically runs through the story asking everybody she sees if they have seen her son.  She finally spots a blonde woman leading him to the check-out about to make a lost and found announcement.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She then goes to Cassidy's house and the two discuss Kate's situation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate admits that she has always expected someone to try to take Aaron away from her and wondered why it hadn't happened yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cassidy suggests that this feeling is due to the fact that Kate "took Aaron" first.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The flashbacks then go to the night that Kate showed up at Jack's appartment, only now she is at the hotel where Mrs. Littleton (Claire's mum) is lodging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate explains everything about Aaron to Mrs. Littleton and tells her that Aaron is in a room a few doors down waiting for her (Mrs. Littleton) when she is ready.  She explains that she has told Aaron that he will be staying with her while she is away and that she is his Grandmother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mrs. Littleton asks Kate where she is going and Kate tells her that she is going back to the Island to find and rescue Claire...L O S T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-4835159611063714470?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/4835159611063714470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=4835159611063714470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2771516039758577706</id><published>2009-03-31T18:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T09:59:37.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Some of my Favorite Bloopers</title><content type='html'>In no particular order (Alias Season 3 bloopers are the best ever)&lt;br /&gt;Lost Season 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYQKbD2V3es&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYQKbD2V3es&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alias Season 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxeFkvA2VOI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxeFkvA2VOI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost Season 3 Bloopers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LrGdTzG6aUE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LrGdTzG6aUE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ER Season 4 bloopers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xmDTeIdLWks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xmDTeIdLWks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2771516039758577706?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6227619472536156673</id><published>2009-03-30T21:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:41:22.317-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"He's Our You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SdGCyXkIVFI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CMMlUOL8pc/s1600-h/00022886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SdGCyXkIVFI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CMMlUOL8pc/s320/00022886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319176436731892818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite enjoyed this episode, but due to my tardiness in writing this post and illness last week (which has left me with a mound of make-up work to complete and a migraine headache to deal with) I am only going to summarize important events of the episode (things you'll need to know for next week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;After being brought to New Otherton and imprisoned in what will eventually become Ben's basement Sayid is questioned by Horace who assumes due to the handcuffs that Sayid is either in some sort of disagreement with 'his people' (meaning the Hostiles as they assume he is a Hostile since there are supposedly no other people on the Island and Sayid is not a member of the Dharma Initiative, my question is why didn't Sawyer just say that the Oceanic 4 who are currently in his timeline are the long-lost members of his research team?) making Horace sympathetic towards him or he is a spy making him ripe for the killing.  Sayid does not answer any of his questions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer then tries to convince Sayid to allow him to beat Sayid up to make it look like he got Sayid to confess that he was trying to defect from the Hostiles so that Sayid can become a free member of the D.I.  Sayid refuses and tells Sawyer that he is on his own.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer 'has no other choice' but to let the Dharma people take Sayid to their interrogator who gives Sayid what I assume was Sodium Pentathol (truth serum) which causes Sayid to confess that he came to the Island via Ajira flight 316 in turn causing him to confess that a) he has been to the Island before b) that he is from the future c) that he knows everything about the Dharma stations and d) that the everyone in the Dharma Initiative is going to die in the Purge.  This unbelievable confession causes the Dharma people to think that their interrogator screwed up the dose and that they will never get the truth out of Sayid.  (Wow, that was a great plan Sawyer, good thinking he almost exposed you and everyone who you love.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After returning Sayid to his cell the Dharma people take a vote on whether or not to kill Sayid it is almost unanimous in favor of executing Sayid escept for Sawyer.  After a few words from Horace Sawyer changes his nay to a yay in order to 'keep his standing' w/the Dharma folks.  He then goes to release Sayid, but Sayid doesn't take the opportunity to run I believe Destiny was involved in his reasons for not running.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer then goes to talk to Kate (who was recently informed by Hurley about the relationship between Sawyer and Juliet) about why she came back to the Island, they are interrupted by a burning Hippie Bus before she is able to answer (I hope what she was going to say was something along the lines of "Because there wasn't anything worth staying for back in L.A." because that would have been something of poetic justice, but I suppose I shan't ever know).  Sawyer and Kate rush to help the people in the burning house that the bus crashed into.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meanwhile in his future basement Ben releases Sayid in exchange for Sayid's promise to take him to the Hostiles.  The tow head along a dirt road out of New Otherton where Sayid is spotted by Jin who is driving a hippie bus.  Sayid tells Jin that Sawyer let him go then has no choice but to knock Jin unconscious when he radios 'LaFleur' to check out Sayid's story.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sayid then tells Ben that he was right about him (in a flashback big Ben told Sayid that he was a natural born killer and that it was really the only thing he was good at) then shoots him...L O S T!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In flashbacks we learned that Sayid was on the plane being escorted by a bounty hunter (Ilana)  back to Guam to receive justice for killing someone Ben had asked him to kill, that's really all that was important I think.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My opinion: Ben's not dead, what happened, happened, they cannot change the past and they cannot die for if they died in the past they could never come to the Island in the future meaning that they have to get back to real time or their lives on the Island will run in an endless loop.  I am really curious where they will go with the whole Sayid is a Hostile thing and if he will actually join the Hostiles.  I'm also thinking that the reason Ben picked Sayid to be his assassin was because Sayid shot him when he was a child (remember people heal much faster on the Island than normally).  So many twists, I am really excited for next week, wonder whose flashbacks it will be (can't be Jack or John's their lives have been pretty much fully explained). What's going to happen to Ben now that he is w/John (who he murdered)?  Where are all the other original survivors (Steve, Rose, Bernard, etc.)?  Jack and Juliet, Sawyer and Kate?  Will Jack in an angry and resentful flurry of emotions try to overthrow Sawyer as the leader and start doing things his own way?  I also wonder how Sun and Lapidus will get to the '70s and if Claire will show up w/Christian at any point.  So many questions that really need to be answered.  Oy to the Vey.  Exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6227619472536156673?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6227619472536156673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6227619472536156673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6227619472536156673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6227619472536156673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-our-you.html' title='&quot;He&apos;s Our You&quot;'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SdGCyXkIVFI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CMMlUOL8pc/s72-c/00022886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3603758075696004643</id><published>2009-03-28T13:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:25:57.041-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Estoy Muriendo</title><content type='html'>I feel like whining as I've had a pretty crappy run lately (don't think about that sentence too hard).  So last week I came down with a respiration-ending cough that deprived me of air, my ability to speak, and sleep all week.  I went to the doctor and after having two unpleasant tests run on me (influenza and mycoplasma) the doctor was able to determine that I had a virus and there was absolutely nothing she could do for me which was just spiffy.  So Wednesday I was still coughing and couldn't speak (when I did speak I sounded a tad bit like Gollum) but I didn't think I was running a fever and my head ddidn't feel quite like it was going to explode so I decided to go to school at least to get the homework and such that I had missed.  School went okay, but I had a ton of things to make up (i.e. major tests, papers, etcetera) which was just spectacular for me because by the time school was over and I was home all I wanted to do was sleep.  Regardless of that I did all of my immediate homework and emailed a couple of papers to my AP Bio teacher just in case I couldn't go to school the next day (twas an off-chance at that point in time).  Then I ate dinner, watched Lost ("Namaste") and went to bed.  That night I woke up and for some odd reason that I didn't care to acknowledge couldn't see very well out of one eye (my vision was incredibly blurry), not seeing caused me no problem in gettting back to sleep, but the next morning when I woke up  couldn't open my eye all the way, one corner seeme to be glued shut.  I got up, went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror to my horror there was a ton of matter (gunk) in my eye and half of my eye was a lovely shade of hot pink.  I went and told my mother figuring that pink-eye was no reason to miss school.  Oh how wrong I was, pink-eye is incredibly contagious and is capable of spreading through a school like wildfire through a drought-stricken valley.  Thus I went back to bed.  That was a very miserable day, between hacking and not being able to rub my incredibly itching/burning eye.  That afternoon I got my antibiotics (Z-pack) which did absolutely nothing to relieve anything, but made me non-contagious enough that I thought maybe, just maybe, I would be able to go to school the next day.  Well, the next morning I woke up and couldn't open my eye at all so school went out the window once again.  So I emailed my teachers for my homework and went back to bed.  The next day I felt a little better, but still wasn't capable of doing uch other than sitting on the couch and watching television while coughing and trying not to rub my eye.  the next day was more of the same (less pink and matter in my eye though).  Monday was good, I took a friend of mine to the Barn and let her ride my horse.  Tuesday was horrific I ended up with a tremendous migraine that caused half of my forehead to swell up to twice its normal size prompting people to ask if I had hit my head on something (which I hadn't).  Wednesday was okay (yay, more Lost), but I had planned to do homeowork on Tuesday and Wednesday and since I slept through Tuesday I only had Wednesday and I spent most of Wednesday at church making soup and serving food so I didn't get much done.  Thursday I had another migraine which was bad because I had a six-hour drive to Seward, Nebraska ahead of me (luckily I wasn't driving so I slept most of the way).  Yesterday was fun I visited my sister's college (as in college visit) and watched Twilight for the first time (meh, twas okay) with her and her friends last night.  Today I woke up and my eye was weird again (it's a little pink and there was quite a bit of junk in it) then worked for 3 and a half hours on my paper for AP Lang (which is really, REALLY BAD) and now it's done and I'm starting to get a migraine.  Oh joy.  I'm going to go heat up my lunch now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3603758075696004643?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3603758075696004643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3603758075696004643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3603758075696004643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3603758075696004643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/03/estoy-muriendo.html' title='Estoy Muriendo'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-5814215980426502861</id><published>2009-03-28T13:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:43:08.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>I Realize that I Missed One and It's too Late to Do a Summary and So I Shall Mearly Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SdGDNmc_CVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WIonc0Akbqc/s1600-h/lost-namaste_1237468672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SdGDNmc_CVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WIonc0Akbqc/s320/lost-namaste_1237468672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319176904584923474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Namaste"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an episode!  They're back!  Anyone who actually reads this blog is probably tired of this topic (well I hope you're not, but you kind of have to have watched the show from the beginning and developed an opinion on the matter to really care or find it interesting, but anyway)but I have a strong inclination after watching this episode of how things are going to wind up romantically on Lost: Jack and Juliet then Kate and Sawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some Evidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Sawyer said he was 'over' Kate he said it was because she was never coming back then lo and behold she did come back thus he didn't really mean it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer initiated the whole "It's good to see you Kate."/hugging thing therefore he must still have feelings for her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack and Kate have barely spoken since returning to the island and what they have said to each other has mainly involved exchanging infromation of the non-romantic kind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack is definately still in love with Juliet and seemed rather jealous when he found out that she and Sawyer were living together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer is clearly torn between his longlost love and his new little fling with Juliet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juliet seems a little jealous and slightly threatened by Kate's presence on the Island, if her relationship with Sawyer was as impecably strong as his relationship with Kate was she would have nothing to be jealous of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We still don't know the true reason Kate came back to the Island, perhaps she came back for Sawyer...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-5814215980426502861?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/5814215980426502861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=5814215980426502861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5814215980426502861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5814215980426502861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-realize-that-i-missed-one-and-its-too.html' title='I Realize that I Missed One and It&apos;s too Late to Do a Summary and So I Shall Mearly Rant'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SdGDNmc_CVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WIonc0Akbqc/s72-c/lost-namaste_1237468672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-5402320179939955264</id><published>2009-03-17T18:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:01:48.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Lost ER Doctors and Miscellaneous characters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScGZaH4_uTI/AAAAAAAAACo/--jY8Z1qlJA/s1600-h/lost-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314697709347649842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScGZaH4_uTI/AAAAAAAAACo/--jY8Z1qlJA/s320/lost-logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScGZVn8NhjI/AAAAAAAAACg/pOdv6H05mLQ/s1600-h/er.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314697632051725874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScGZVn8NhjI/AAAAAAAAACg/pOdv6H05mLQ/s320/er.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a list thus far of people who have gone from ER to Lost (in no particular order): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dr. Legaspi - Juliet Burke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christian Shepherd - Dr. Div Cvetic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bernard Nadler - Dr. Jack Kayson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charles Widmore - Al Patterson (guy who sued Corday)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dr. Marvin Candle - Neuro Resident&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marshal Edward Mars - Bum's Friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Martin Keamey - Mr. Mooney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Danny Pickett - Boy's father&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jin Kwon - Ken Sung&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael Dawson - Isaac Price&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rose Henderson - Dr. Rabb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ohil - Chamber Tech&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anthony Cooper - Sgt. Pete Mattimore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diane Jansen - Edith Landry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carmen Reyes - Mrs. Landeta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah EX-Shepherd - Roxanne Please&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leslie Arzt - Kyle Martin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stuart Radzinsky - Rod Stillman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amy Goodspeed - Julia Dupree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Colleen Pickett - Meg Riley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-5402320179939955264?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/5402320179939955264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=5402320179939955264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5402320179939955264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5402320179939955264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-er-doctors-and-miscellaneous.html' title='Lost ER Doctors and Miscellaneous characters'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScGZaH4_uTI/AAAAAAAAACo/--jY8Z1qlJA/s72-c/lost-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1478106005020757852</id><published>2009-03-12T09:06:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:50:38.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Jack Shepherd vs. The State of Delusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScAogR2bsJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RmKGcSZK_Qw/s1600-h/3x15_TheyLeftHerBehindToo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScAogR2bsJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RmKGcSZK_Qw/s320/3x15_TheyLeftHerBehindToo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314292095309820050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScApBlxC7bI/AAAAAAAAACY/YDdCSe9DKZU/s1600-h/Goinghomeyay.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you out there who follow my blog and have read some of the uber long posts I have about Lost episodes have most likely gathered that I don't believe Jack to be the most spectacular chap to have ever roamed the Island.  There are many things that have led me to this conclusion, don't get me wrong there was a time when I totally supported the Jack/Kate relationship it is only recently (anytime between this summer and a week and two days ago) that I have become a much larger fan of the Sawyer/Kate relationship (plus I have a bragging rights bet riding on them soo...) and now I shall proceed to explai why that is via some sort of a pro/con list (do NOT mock the pro/con list):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Reasons Jack is a good leader (pros):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the beginning (meaning between the time the plane crashed and the day Michael walked off) I perceived Jack to be a rather decent fellow for these reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was very nice to Kate when he learned about her fugitive status - he didn't see it as his business and therefore left it up to her to tell him about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He genuinely cared for everyone on the island and therefore (even though he really didn't want to) took on the role of Leader.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He didn't judge people for their past lives (Charlie-drug addict, Sawyer-con man, Sayid-'interrogator,' Kate-murderess, etc.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He didn't let Sawyer die from the knife wound - bleed to death or die of sepsis (but seriously e shouldn't have pulled the knife out until he had the medical suppise that he needed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He made sure everyone else was safe and happy before thinking about his own health.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He put the Marshal, who was dying of sepsis, out of his misery when Sawyer (who needed glasses) shot him in the lung instead of the heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He selflessly went after Claire when she was taken by Ethan and ended up saving Charlie's life even though it appeared that he was more than only mostly dead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He put the nitroglycerin-covered dynamite in his bag instead of Kate's (which can also be seen as an overprotective gesture and is therefore also a con).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He didn't cast out the tail section survivors after they (meaning Ana-Lucia) accidentally killed Shannon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He attempted to save Kate from the Others when they were first captured.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He saved Sawyer's life by helping Kate and Sawyer escape the cages on the Alcatraz island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He promised Kate he would come back for her when he thought he was going to get to escape the island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He helped orchestrate the ambush on the Others when they were coming for the pregnant women.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He got everyone safely to the radio tower.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He encouraged Kate to go the New Otherton w/Sayid and Miles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He helped get as many people as he could off the island. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those are all the pros I could think of, but please enlighten me if you think of any more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reasons why Jack is wrong for Kate (cons):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Kate offered to tell him what she did he turned her down saying that he didn't want to know then about two days later asked her what she did and was not very accepting when she didn't tell him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He generally thought that whenever he came up wit and idea (i.e. moving to the caves) that it was the absolute most right thing for everyone to do (yes I realize that is bad grammar and being as I am very tired and it is still before 10 A.M. I really don't care) and therefore pushed it on everyone and was slightly miffed at those who didn't agree with him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He helped torture Sawyer for information when he could have gone about it differently.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He made Kate lie to him about the toy airplane when he didn't believe her about who it belonged to (it really belonged to the man she loved not the man she killed) and in the process of doing so made her tell him what she had done even though she didn't want to after he turned down her offer to tell him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He went after Michael when Michael went to try to save Walt even though Locke and Michael both told him not to (he went after him to brig him back, eliminating Michael's free will).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He wouldn't let Kate come with him, Sawyer, and Locke to bring Michael back (eliminating her free will and beginning his overprotective streak).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was quite angry with Kate for tracking him, Sawyer, and Locke when he told her not to (showing how little he understands her).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He seemed to blame Kate (he gave her the cold shoulder for a while) for losing the guns to the Others since they captured her while she was tracking the threesome stated twice above and made the same threesome trade their guns for her life (in actual reality it was his fault for a)not letting her come along and b)not realizing that she would follow them anyway).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was mean to Sawyer because Sawyer (in his altered state during his infection from the bullet wound in his shoulder) said that he loved Kate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He kept many important people (Sawyer, Locke, Kate, etc.) in the dark about his intentions to 'build and army' to attack the Others with (being as it would affect everyon living on the island he probably should have made that public information).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was angry with Kate for asking him to do the surgery on Ben to save Sawyer's life and set the three of them free (seriously...overly jealous, how could he not see this coming she and Sawyer have been together at the cages the entire time).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He got rather buddybuddy with Juliet even though he was supposedly still in love with Kate (yeah obviously not THAT in love).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; He was angry with Kate for coming back for him when he told her not to and didn't do anything to help her escape the Others, but instead thought only of his and Juliet's escape from the Island (when has she ever done anything he asked her to that involved not going somewhere?).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upon arriving back at the beach and learning of Juliet's alternate agenda he proceeded to not tell anyone about it even though it affected all of the survivors.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He was angry at Kate for not telling him about Naomi right away (even though she told him after being sworn to secrecy by Sayid).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He didn't listen to Kate when she suggested that Naomi had left a dummy trail and then was miffed when he followed the dummy trail while Kate stole the radio, followed the real trail and found Naomi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After they got off the Island and Jack and Kate got engaged Jack became rather paranoid about Kate's mysterious phone calls so he did the smart thing, got drunk and had a shouting match with her in which he revealed to Aaron (who was unbeknownst to the two adults in the room with them) that Kate was not his mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And going along with number 17 he got into a jealous shouting match with Kate about her 'doing something for Sawyer' (that's right he got jealous of a guy stuck in a different time on a constantly moving island, the same guy who jumped out of a moving helicopter so that he, Kate and the rest of the people in said helicopter could safely escape from the island, very mature). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And the cons have it, Jack has little to no understanding of Kate and therefore things between them ought not to work out in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1478106005020757852?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1478106005020757852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1478106005020757852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1478106005020757852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1478106005020757852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/03/jack-shepard-vs-state-of-delusion.html' title='Jack Shepherd vs. The State of Delusion'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScAogR2bsJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RmKGcSZK_Qw/s72-c/3x15_TheyLeftHerBehindToo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2171130752920681520</id><published>2009-03-06T10:32:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:19:46.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"LaFleur" or as I Like to Call it "EPIC FAIL"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScAh-RIlKEI/AAAAAAAAACI/uTNoFnDztZo/s1600-h/james-lafleur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScAh-RIlKEI/AAAAAAAAACI/uTNoFnDztZo/s320/james-lafleur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314284913932183618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not have been more wrong about what this episode was going to be about and let me just say that I was incredibly sad after watching it as it meant that for the time being I have lost a bet for bragging rights that I have going with a friend about who Kate will end up with (although technically he hasn't won yet and he lost the bet first when Kate told Jack off a couple weeks ago, so there is still hope, after all this is only season 5, season 6 could bring multiple surprises/changes). Anyway let's just get to the plot shall we:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plot starts 3 years ago right after Locke disappears down the well after the flash.  The flash puts Sawyer and friends in the time when the four-toed statue was still whole, then John turns the wheel, another flash occurs and the well (minus the hole) disappears.  The group discovers that their headaches are gone and their noses have quit bleeding (which means Locke fixed the problem).  Sawyer decides that all they need to do is wait for Locke to come back and that they will wait as long as it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot then jumps 3 years into the future or 'present time' on the island (which is not present time in 'real life').  We see Dharma hippies (a fella and a lady) partying (or rather having a hootenanny) in some security station when another guy comes in and complains about the lady being there.  While the tow men argue the lady sees something on one of the screens that upsets her, it's a guy at the sonic fence (who is soon determined to be Horace, the leader of the Dharma Initiative at the time) blowing up trees with dynamite.  The two guys kick the girl out and after a short debate decide to go get someone named LaFleur.  They run to his house, wake him up, and inform him of the situation.  He swears and is discovered to be Sawyer (wow, shocker).  He then goes to pick up Miles in a hippy van and the two of them head out to go pick up the drunken Horace deciding to keep the whole drunken thing on the down-low.  Sawyer takes Horace back to his wife Amy (who is very pregnant) at their house and question her about why he  came to be that way (meaning what kind of fight they got into during which AMy goes into labour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years earlier:&lt;br /&gt;The group goes back to pick up Dan (who they left with Charlotte) only to discover that Charlotte is no longer with them in many manners of speaking (she's dead and therefore did not move with them in the next flash).  They also discover that they are stuck in whatever timeline they are in.  Sawyer takes charge and suggests that they all go back to the beach to wait for Locke which raises protest from Miles (who is very cynical, but has a point, all anybody does on this show is go back to the beach), Juliet agrees with Sawyer's 'stupid idea' and they head back to the beach.  On the way they encounter a couple being attacked by the Hostiles the man has been shot and the woman is being taken (bag over the head etc.).  The group then argues about how to handle the situation (Dan states that it doesn't matter what they do as they cannot change the past) and Sawyer and Juliet end up 'going in.'  Sawyer demands that one of the attackers drop his gun to which he recieves a shot (which should have killed him , but didn't even touch him because if he had died in the past he never could have come to the island in the first place), Juliet kills the Hostile that shot Sawyer and Sawyer shoots the other Hostile leaving them and the woman who was being taken.  They take the bag off of her head and tell her that everything is going to be okay to which she replies "Who are you?"  The group discovers that they are in the 70's or the 80's due to the fact that the Dharma people are still there.  They inform the lady that they saved (who turns out to be Amy) that they have get moving after discovering that the Hostiles had a radio on them (they also tell her that they are shipwrecked and looking for the rest of their crew).  She becomes very upset and determines that they must bury the dead Hostiles due to some sort of truce and gets Jin to agree to carry her husband (the dead Dharma dude) back with them.  Along the way Sawyer tells everyone to let him do the talking since he used to lie for a living which is sort of agreed to when Juliet yells for Dan to stop (they have come across the Sonic fence).  She then demands that Amy turn the fence off (which is not at all suspicious) because 'it looks like some sort of sonic fence or something' (wow...convincing cover).  Amy turns it off (after taking something out of the power box thing that controls the fence) and safely walks through it, but when the others walk through it they are knocked unconscious by the sonic noise...Amy takes earplugs out of her ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years later:&lt;br /&gt;Amy needs a C-section because the baby is a breach so Sawyer goes to get Juliet who reluctantly comes to help (she doesn't think she can do it because every woman she treied to help give birht on the island died).  The two run back to the clinic where Amy states that she wants Juliet to do the operation, Sawyer gives Juliet his vote of confidence and goes to wait outside where Jin (who now speaks fluent English) meets him and tells him that they finished another search grid with no sign of 'their people' then when Sawyer tells him that they are to start the next search grid the next day Jin asks how long they are going to continue to look, Sawyer replies that they will spend as much ime as it takes.  Then Juliet comes out and informs them that the baby is a healthy boy and therefore everything went as planned.  Hooray.  (This means that whatever prevents pregnant women from giving birth on the Island hasn't happened yet, I think it would be incredibly ironic if whatever that 'thing' is is Juliet's fault.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago:&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer wakes up in the rec room (where to date he, Kate, Ben, and Sayid have all been held prisoner) where he is met by Horace who tells him that the restof his people are fine and then questions Sawyer about who he and his people are.  Sawyer tells him that his name is James 'Jim' LaFleur and that he and his crew shipwrecked during a storm during their search for the famous slaving ship called the Black Rock and that the only reason they were in the jungle was because they were looking for the rest of their people.  Horace tells James that he and his fellow survivors will be leaving the Island the next day on the submarine and if the rest of his people show up they will send them off the Island too.  Meanwhile Juliet informs Miles of her sketchy past with the Others.   Dan sees a three-year-old Charlotte (yeah, techniqually she shouldn't have been born until 1979 being as she is only thirty years old and they are in '76 if memory serves) playing in the yard and tells the others that there will be no more flashes.  Horace and James then come out and join them, Horace tells them that someone will be along shortly to show them to their rooms then leaves James to tell them that they will be taking the sub to Tahiti the next day.  All of the sudden a buzzer alarm sounds and the survivors are whisked into a house.  From the window they see Richard Alpert walk into the yard.  Horace oes out to meet Alpert who informs Horace that he has broken the truce by killing two Hostiles which Horace denies.  Horace goes bakc into the house to talk to James who informs Horace that he is going to go talk to Alpert.  He walks out onto the lawn and addresses Alpert as Richard which surprises the man as they haven't met in his timeline.  James then admits to killing the two men and being as he is not Dharma the truce has not been broken, Alpert then asks him who he is to which he responds by asking him if he buried the bomb and then talking about Locke barging into the Hostile camp 20 years previous and claiming that he was their leader which convinces Alpert that James is indeed not Dharma.  Alpert replies that his people still demand justice for the killings and it is agreed upon that Alpert will take the dead man's (Amy's ex-husband's) body back as justice for the Hostiles.  Horace informs Amy of this decision and gives her the choice of whether to go through with the deal she agrees (she didn't really have a choice it was either give them the body or let all the Dharma people die).  She then takes a necklace from her dead husband's neck.  Horace then tells James that he can stay for two weeks to look for his crew.  James goes to tell Juliet who is sitting on the dock by the sub, she tels him that she has decided to leave the next morning, he puts on the charm and changes her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years later:&lt;br /&gt;James picks a flower and takes it to Juliet who is cooking dinner in their house.  He gives her the flower, they kiss and profess their love for each other (I become very angry with the stupid bastard for forgetting about Kate and falling for the women who tortured him, Kate, and Jack, threatened Kate's life and almost allowed his to be taken, gave orders for the Others to kill him and Kate, lied to all of the 815 survivors about her hidden agenda invloving kidnapping the pregnant/possibly pregnant women from their camp, etc.).  James then goes to tell Horace that he is a Daddy and confront him about the fight he and Amy had that caused him to get drunk and blow up trees.  He tells James that he found Amy's ex-husband's necklace in her sock drawer and they got into a fight when he confronted her about it.  He asks James if 3 years is enough to get over someone to which James replies by going into a long schpeel about a girl (Kate) who he used to love and how she left and he held onto her for a while because he thought that she might be coming back, but now that 3 years have passed he has gotten over her BECAUSE HE DOESN'T THINK SHE'S EVER GOING TO COME BACK.  (That's in caps because it means that he is not over her now that she is back and I still have a shot at winning my bet so there Aaron).  The next morning James is awakened by a phone call from Jin informing him that he has found some of their people.  James tells him not to bring them in and that he will meet them in some valley.  When he gets there he is greeted by Hurley, Jack, and last of all Sawyer's long-lost-love Kate.&lt;br /&gt;L O S T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In case you were wonder, which I'm sure you weren't I started calling Sawyer, James about halfway through this post, that is because he has changed from the cynical, sarcastic, hilarious fellow who was in love with Kate, to an annoying, stupid, 'sensitive nerd in bad need of a hair cut who has seemingly settled down with Juliet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2171130752920681520?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2171130752920681520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2171130752920681520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2171130752920681520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2171130752920681520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/03/lafleur-or-as-i-like-to-call-it-epic.html' title='&quot;LaFleur&quot; or as I Like to Call it &quot;EPIC FAIL&quot;'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/ScAh-RIlKEI/AAAAAAAAACI/uTNoFnDztZo/s72-c/james-lafleur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8254509814961975451</id><published>2009-02-27T10:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:26:00.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham"</title><content type='html'>I must start off by saying that I have never really been a fan of Locke, he's way too Narcisistic and he always thinks that he's right without any regard of other people's opinions. He is not a very nice old man to put it in short and so this post will not be as in-depth as my other posts about the show have been. Locke's life doesn't really appeal to me (he's really kind of a whiny quitter) so here is my summary of the episode about his rather short trip back to the 'real world:'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Locke wakes up in the desert in Tunisia (the exact same place where Ben woke up after he turned the wheel) with a broken leg (open tib-fib) and therefore can do nothing but yell for help at a camera on a post. He lies there all day until a truck comes and the passengers of said vehicle throw him in the bed of the truck and take him to a makeshift tent hospital thing where they reset his fractured leg while he is conscious (obviously has wasn't conscious very long after they reset his leg).  He wakes up to Widmore by his bedside and the two chat about their past encounter as well as the Island, Ben, and other dandy topics.  We find out that Ben is the reason that Widmore is no longer on the Island (he took over as leader of The Others and exiled Widmore to the real world).  The next day Widmore gives Locke his new identity (Jeremy Bentham), a word of warning against Ben, a driver (that fella who took care of Locke right after he broke his back, the same fella that told him to go to Australia for the walkabout which resulted in Locke being on flight 815), and a promise the Locke will not be murdered by anyone (Locke told him that Alpert said he was going to die so Widmore says that he's not going to let that happen).  Locke and his driver (whose name escapes me so I shall call him 'Mo') first go to Santo Domingo to try to convince Sayid to come back to the Island =&gt; fail #1.  Then they go to NY to visit Walt (who tells Locke that he has been having dreams about Locke being back on the Island wearing a suit, surrounded by people who want to kill him) who Locke doesn't even ask to come back to the Island =&gt; fail #2.  Then they travel to Snata Rosa to visit Hurley who upon first seeing Locke believes that he is hallicinating and that Locke is dead, upon confirmation thathe is actually talking to a guy in a wheelchair, hearing Locke's proposition and seein 'Mo' (who had lied to and somewhat harrassed Hurley in the previous season) freaks out and tells Locke to get L o s t (haha...yeah, no) =&gt; Fail #3.  Then Locke goes to L.A. and visits Kate (seriously after their last encounter, him banishing her from New Otherton, why did he even bother) who among other things tells him that he hasn't come very far and that she will not go back to the Island (well duh) =&gt; epic fail #4.  Then Locke goes to visit the grave of his old girlfriend Helen (earlier in the episode 'Mo' asked Locke if he wanted him to look up anyone for him to which John eventually answered that he wanted him to look up Helen).  As the two are leaving the graveyard 'Mo' is shot and killed so the maimed Locke frantically drives the car away and gets in an accident which lands him in Jack's hospital.  Jack accuses John of basically being a narcisistic average Joe then loudly refuses to go back to the Island and tells John to leave him and the rest of them (Oceanic 6) alone =&gt; Epic fail #5.  Then the depressed Locke checks into a hotel, writes Jack his suicide note, and is about to hang himself when Ben bursts through the door and talks John down (by telling him that he is ultra special and has lots of work to do).  Then after John reveals the person (Eloise Hawking) who can get everyone back to the Island Ben garrotes John with the same exact electrical cord that John was about to kill himself with =&gt;EPIC FAIL #6.  Then cleans the scene to make it look like suicide and steals Jin's wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Island:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the episode reveals Caesar (the fellow who gave Jack his condolences at the airport) is seen rifling through stuff in a Dharma station (later revealed as the Hydra) when Ilana (the lady who had Sayid in custody) comes in and asks him if he found anything, he lies and says no (he found some papers including what appears to be some sort of map) and when she presses the matter he shows her a flashlight claiming that it is the only thing that he found.  She tells him that they found a man i a suit on the beach.  The two walk back to the beach past a fully intact crashed Ajira flight 316 plane.  The man they found on the beach is none other than John Locke.  The next day Locke is on the beach looking out across the ocean (in this shot it is revealed that he and the other survivors are on the smaller Alcatraz island b/c you can see the big island across the ocean) when Ilana comes up to him and offers him a mango then questions him about his existance on the plane.  He tells her that he remembers dying and then asks for the flight manifest (somewhere in here we see the long boats that have been seen in previous time-flashing episodes with the survivors on the beach and learn that the pilot and a woman (Sun perhaps) stole one of the boats and went to the main island earlier taking the flight manifest with them).  She tells him to talk to Caesar who is at the Hydra station.  So he does, revealing that this is his second time being on the Island.  Then he asks if everyone (except for the people who disappeared as Caesar mentions seeing Hurley disappear) have been accounted for.  He answers that they have except for the people who got hurt.  He then shows Locke a room full of injured/unconscious survivors where Locke discovers Ben and reveals him as his murderer...L O S T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am most extraordinarily overexcited for next week's episode as it appears that I might win a bet I have going with a friend about who Kate will end up with (my bet would be Sawyer because Jack has turned into a bit of jerk) at least for the time being as I can't truly win until the end of season 6.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8254509814961975451?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8254509814961975451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8254509814961975451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8254509814961975451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8254509814961975451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-and-death-of-jeremy-bentham.html' title='&quot;The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham&quot;'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6040943904455537124</id><published>2009-02-19T10:01:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:14:32.627-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"316"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SaaxyRzuc0I/AAAAAAAAACA/8j7wI4yUyCQ/s1600-h/ajira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307124688234640194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SaaxyRzuc0I/AAAAAAAAACA/8j7wI4yUyCQ/s320/ajira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was insane and I think (after watching the promo for next week) that we as viewers are going to have to wait two weeks before we actually know what's going on with the people on the island which is rather obnoxious, but I suppose twill be interesting to find out what sort of wonko things happened with Locke after he turned the wheel. I am really happy after watching the episode last night that Kate and Jack are not back together (the promos ade it look like they were going to get back together, but as it turns out it was just a moment of weakness on Kate's part that Jack took advantage of) so hooray for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem with Jack (this is going to be a very long post in case you were wondering):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked Jack in the beginning (season one and part of season two), he seemed like a nice enough fellow and he had a sense of humor. Then when he found out that Sawyer was also in love with Kate he became WAY too over protective of her and ended up driving her away (not letting her go with them after Michael then getting angry when she tracked them and came anyway but ended up getting caught and almost killed). Then he was once again flustered when she didn't confide in him everything that she knew (i.e. finding costumes in the medical station), you know what, I'll just do an entire post on this later as it has very little to actually do with the episode. It's a big ranting point for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right away we know that at least three of the Oceanic 6 made it back to the island (stupid children, why would you ever go back you just got away) because the episode opens with Jakc waking up in the jungle (just as he did in the pilot episode) with a piece of paper in his hand that says I wish...(without the dot dot dot, it's ripped off so we can only see the I wish part). Hurley is then heard yelling for Jack because he is in grave need of assisstance. Jack follows the noise and ends up at the waterfall/pond thing featured in episode 12 (where Kate and Sawyer find the Halliburton case) where it appears that Hurley is drowning managing only to stay afloat by hanging onto a guitar case (possibly Charlie's guitar case?). Jack heroically dives in from the top of the waterfall only to discover that he and Hurley can both stand in the area of the pond where Hurley was 'drowning.' Then we see Kate looking quite dead on a rock on the edge of the pond thing. Jack rushes over to her to discover that there isn't a scratch on her, she's breathing perfectly and is therefore just unconscious. He wakes her up and it is confirmed that they are indeed back on the Island, (thank you grasp of the incredibly obvious) and that none of them has any memory of a crash...dun...Dun...DUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People at Church (Desmond, Sun, Ben, Jack, Faraday's deranged mother whose name is Eloise):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eloise takes her visiters downstairs (in the Church, if you don't remember what happened in the previous episode please see last post for a synopsis) to a Dharma Station known as the Lamp-post which is revealed (by Eloise) as to be the station where the location of the island was first discovered.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eloise also mentions that the Island is constantly on the move, not on ly through space, but through time as well which is the reason that the survivors of flight 815 were never rescued. She talks about the brilliant fellow who first discovered this, how he discovered it (pendulum swings over electromagnetic energy similar to that on the island...very complicated+not a physisist=not going to explain it in depth), and how he wrote a bunch of equations that can predict with relative accuracy where the island is going to be at any point in time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;At this point in time Desmond becomes fluastered at the fact that the people in the room (namely Jack and Sun) are willingly going back to the Island. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When asked why he is there he says that he is there to deliver a message from Daniel that his mother and ONLY his mother is supposed to help/save the Island not any of the Oceanic Six and what not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eloise replys that she &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; helping and that the Island is 'done with Desmond yet.'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Desmond then goes on to warn Jack that theses people (the Others, Ben, Locke, etc.) are using him (and the others) in some sadistic game and that he should get out while he still can/ignore anything that Eloise tells him. He also mentions that Eloise cost him 4 years of his life by telling him that his sole purpose in life was to go to the Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He then yells that the Island may not be done with him, but he is done with the Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exit Desmond with the slam of a door.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eloise continues on to say that she believes she has found a window of opportunity for the group to return, an Ajira Airlines (yeah, I totally saw that coming) flight to Guam that is apparently going to fly directly over where the island will be at that point in time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She then informs the bunch that in order to increase their chances of getting back to the island they need to as best they can recreate the circumstances of the first flight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Jack asks what would happen if they couldn't get everyone on the flight Eloise responds that the results would be unprediactable. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack then stupidly ask if 'that's it' to which Eloise responds that that is not it, at least not for Jack.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She takes Jack to her office where she gives him Locke's suicide note (now we know how/why he died and I cannot say that this was a huge surprise to me) and tells him that Locke's body will be a proxy for Christian's body (Jack's dad) and that in order for this to work Jack must give something of Christian's to Locke. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack (since the entire episode followed Jack this is going to be a very long section):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack exits the office to find Ben alone in the Sanctuary, who tells him that Sun has left the building.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack then asks about Locke's body to which Ben replies that he has friend watching it and will pick it up before he heads to the airport the following day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben then asks Jack what Eloise said to him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack responds by asking how Eloise knows what she knows and shy she is helping them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben responds by telling the story of Thomas the Apostle (Doubting Tom, if you don't know this story it can be found in the Bible or online).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben then goes to leave and when Jack asks him where he's going he says something along the lines of that he is fulfilling a promise he made to an old friend (big red flag, Ben doesn't have any real friends, he has subordinates, people who either follow him because they admire him, have no other choice, or are scared of him...HE MEANS THAT HE IS GOING TO KILL PENNY WIDMORE...oh crap).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack is next seen at a bar drinking some sort of alcohol (the Island will be good for him, after all as far as we know all of the beer is gone) when his phone rings and he answers it with a "He did what?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next we see of Jack he is at a nursing home where an important looking man is telling him that this is the 4th time 'he's' left and that 'he' has got to follow the rules or 'he' will be moved to a different facility.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack then goes up to a resident named Ray and the two go back to Ray's room where we find out that Ray is Jack's Grandad who packed a suitcase and tried to escape the nursing home and go somewhere on a bus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;While Jack is unpacking the suitcase he finds a pair of his father's shoes which he takes with him back to his appartment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Jack gets back to his appartment he immediately heads for the booze which he is about to drink when he hears footsteps somewhere in the appartment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He goes to investigate (which reminded me of a bad horror movie: he progresses through his dark house alone, with nothing to defend himself, and no lights on) and finds Kate lying on his bed looking utterly defeated (no Aaron).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He gently asks her why she is there. To which she resonds with the question: "Are you still going back to the Island?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He answers affirmatively and she tells him that she is going with him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then Jack starts asking questions (i.e. what happened, where's Aaron? I wonder how she got in) to which Kate answers that if he wants her to go with him he will &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; ask her about Aaron again. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He agrees and she (in a moment of weakness which he takes advantage of) kisses him and . . .(Mamma Mia reference again).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The next morning Jack makes Kate coffee and the two chat for a bit about Jack's father's shoes (Kate spots them and thinking they are Jack's suggest that he should consider hiking boots instead which leads into a whole schpeel about what shoes Jack put on his father's feet for the funeral...touching moment...etc.) and are interrupted when the phone rings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate tells Jack that she will see him at the airport and then leaves so he can answer the phone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The caller is Ben (who we see on the other end of the line looking beat up and muddy at the marina possibly meaning that he definately did go after Penny but ran into a few problems) who tells Jack that he has gotten sidetracked and needs Jack to pick up Locke's body at the butchershop where he left it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack agrees and is next seen at said carnicería where he meets Ben's lady 'friend' (Jill) who agreed to take care of Locke's body in the one of the premiere episodes this season.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She take him to the body and after asking a question about a bag that Jack is holding and receiving no answer tells Jack that she has been instructed to lend him the van and leaves to pull it around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack proceeds to put his father's shoes on Locke's feet (my question is why did he even bother tying them?) telling Locke that the whole situation is 'even crazier than Locke was,' then he gives the un-opened suicide note back to Locke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then we see Jack at the airport answering questions about why he's traveling to Guam with ''Bentham's'' body, meanwhile he spots Kate (who looks kind of like Angelina Jolie in &lt;em&gt;Tomb Raider&lt;/em&gt;) walking throught the airport.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A man in the line behind Jack gives him his condolences for losing his friend (so this guy will most likely be an important character this season).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack is then approached by Sun who (when he is surprised to see her) tells him that if there is any chance that Jin is still alive she is going back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sayid is seen being escorted by a marshall (I assume she was a marshall) to the plane (interesante).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We then see Hurley with a guitar case waiting for the plane with a bunch of other people when a lady comes over the P.A. saying that there are plenty of empty seats for flight 316 still open. Hurley jumps up and tells the lady that those seats are not open, that they are his, he bought all t 78 seats. They argue but Hurley refuses to back down, so the lady has no choice but to admit that the flight is full.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack approaches Hurley, happy that they are on the same flight yadda, yadda, yadda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next scene Jack boards the plane walking past Sayid and the marshall pasing slightly at Kate's seat before taking his own.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just before the flight attendants are about to close the doors Ben (with an arm in a sling, still looking rather rough) enters the plane with a ticket which causes Hurley to freak out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Overdominearing Jack gets control of the situation and everyone is 'calm' when he is approached by a flight attendant (who looks like Cindy from the first flight) who says that they found something of his (Locke's suicide note) in his cargo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack takes his seat and the flight commences (with the same music as was playing when Jack, Kate, Sawyer, Hurley, Sayid, and Frank were in the helicopter leaving the Island).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the fasten seat belt sign is turned off he goes to sit next to Kate and goes into some cheesy bit about how amazing it is that they are all on the same plane (which is responded to with sarcasm on Kate's part). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He then makes some retort along the lines of 'it's almost lke we're all back together again' to which Kate remarks "We're on the same plane, that doesn't make us back together." (Hooray there is still hope for Sawyer, just so long as he hasn't fallen for Juliet, but knowing what she did to him when he was a prisoner I kind've doubt that's happened.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pilot then comes over the P.A. introducing himself as Frank Lapidus (gasp).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack asks the Cindy-looking flight attendant if he can speak to Frank being as they are old friends, she agrees to ask if he will take his seat (he can't be up while the cockpit is open).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frank comes out to talk with Jack and is surprised to see Sayid, Hurley, Kate and Sun also on the plane: "We're not going to Guam are we?" is his remark.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Later in the trip Jack and Ben are sitting next to each other and Ben asks Jack about the note, blah, blah, blah, Ben convinces Jack to read the note and gets up to 'give him some privacy' (go crash the plane).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The note says: I wish you had believed [in] me - JL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then they hit turbulance and the noise/purple light we viewers know as meaning a flash is happening on the island occurs and POOF Jack wakes up on the Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The episode ends with a Dharma bus driving up to the lake thing and a man getting out and pointing a gun at the 3 in the water (in case you forgot who those three are since it has indeed been a long time since the beginning of the post they are: Jack, Kate, and Hurley). Hurley then says "Jin." and thus Jin lowers his gun and smiles slightly in bewilderment...L O S T.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The promos have revealed that next week's episode is all about what happened to John off the Island and therefore we must wait two weeks to get back to the present and find out what is to become of those on the island. How very irksom this is to me. Oh well, I 'll manage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6040943904455537124?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6040943904455537124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6040943904455537124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6040943904455537124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6040943904455537124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/02/316.html' title='&quot;316&quot;'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SaaxyRzuc0I/AAAAAAAAACA/8j7wI4yUyCQ/s72-c/ajira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3605442861816121356</id><published>2009-02-12T09:01:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:08:04.204-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"This Place is Death"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SZS2DhrjmcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5woH3iEJ0YA/s1600-h/lost1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302062833018837442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SZS2DhrjmcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5woH3iEJ0YA/s320/lost1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another terrific episode of Lost last night, more cliffhangers, spectacular. I've realized that just about every question on the show can be answered with: "It's Ben's fault." For instance: Why is the island jumping through time? It's Ben's fault. Why is Kate once again pissed at Jack? It's Ben's fault. Why do the Oceanic Six have to go back to the island? It's Ben's fault. Other such questions that cannot be answered with: "It's Ben's fault," can generally be answered with "It's Locke's/Jack's fault." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay then, so last night's episode mainly centered around those on the island, namely Jin who was thought to be dead, so here is the plot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jin starts off with Rousseau and the other French people who stand around and argue for a while until Jin starts talking about needing to find his camp and the helicopter which makes him sound crazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The French people have a radio with them, but there is a signal blocking them from sending a transmission, this signal is repeating 4 8 15 16 23 42. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They ask Jin about a radio tower and he tells them that there is one on the island. They then ask him if he can get to his camp from their current location. He answers no, so they ask him if he can find it from the radio tower and he answers yes so off they go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Along their trek they lose one of their people and hear the familiar mechanical creeking of the smoke monster. When they ask him what it is he replys monster and insists that they keep moving. They stupidly decide to go look for their friend (which I suppose I would have too).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They find their friend when a tree is uprooted and her dead body falls from the sky, then they decide to take Jin's advice and run which at this point does them little good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another Frenchman from the group is grabbed by the monster and dragged (drug?) down a hole beneath a brick wall (not before there is a tug of war between the monster and everyone else which results in the guy's arm being pulled off).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone except for Jin and Rousseau follows the monster down the hole after they hear their friend yelling for help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is a flash and Jin finds himself alone at the wall with the guy's rotting arm (from the state of decay of the arm we can tell that not much time has passed in this falsh). He sets off in search of his camp or the beach (I'm not 100% sure if he knew where he was going or not) after seeing black smoke on the horizon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He ends up on the beach where he finds wreckage from something and somebody's personal belongings (ie. music box, clothing, etc.). There he discovers two of the Frenchmen have been shot to death.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He sees Rousseau pointing a gun at Robert (the father of her child) and claiming that he is sick, that the monster made him sick. Robert is pleading with Rousseau that he loves her and doesn't want anything to happen to her or their baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Rousseau lowers her gun Robert cocks his and shoots her, or at least he would have shot her had there been any bullets in his gun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rousseau kills him then sees Jin and starts shooting at him claiming that he is a carrier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jin is running away from her through the jungle when there is another flash.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After this flash he hears a gun cock and a man (Sawyer) tell him to turn around slowly, which he does.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After recognizing each other they have a happy excited reunion and Jin asks where the helicopter (and therefore Sun) is. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The others try to explain that Sun and the other people on the helicopter got off the island and that they are heading to the Orchid station to find a way to bring them back, but it's a bit much to comprehend for someone just learning English, so Jin asks Charlotte to translate, which much to the chagrin of everyone else she does.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jin is not happy when he finds out that the plan is to bring Sun back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sawyer, Jin, and Company:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The flashes are continuosly becoming more violent and closer together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eventually they prove to be too much for poor Charlotte (who I never really liked for multiple reasons) who goes wonko because her brain can no longer distinguish between present and past. Sawyer, Juliet, and Miles all end up with bloody noses after this flash.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;John informs the group that they must press on in order to stop the flashes and keep themselves alive and therefore they must leave Charlotte. This brings about much protest from Dan who is 'in love' with Charlotte and therefore REALLY does not wan to leave her even though she tells him too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Before Locke and friends set off to find the Orchid Charlotte bursts out (much like Claire in Kate's dream) to Jin (in English and Korean): "Don't let him bring her back!etc. This place is death!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So Charlotte and Dan get left behind (they both annoy me, much too secretive the lot of them) and the rest of the group presses on to the Orchid station. Before they leave someone presents the question "What happens if we get there in a time before the Orchid station was built?" and Charlotte answers that they will find it at the well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When they first arrive at the station it exists causing Juliet to saysomething along the lines of: "What are the odds that we got here the same time this thing existed," then there is a flash and Sawyer responds: "You just had to say something." (I just realized that no one in the group really calls him Sawyer, the ones who talk to him all call him James.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They then look for and find a well which has a rope going down into it and is seemingly bottomless.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jin grabs the rope and threatens to cut it if Locke is going to bring Sun back, arguments ensue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The resolution is that if Locke sees Sun he will give her Jin's ring and tell her that his body washed up on shore, Locke agrees and begins to shimmy down the rope when low and behold another flash occurs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer grabs the rope (seriously, what good was that going to do) and when the flash is over the rope is sticking out of solid earth which deeply upsets Sawyer who must have thought that Locke (and therefore his only chance of ever seeing Kate again) was dead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Charlotte and Dan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;As Charlotte's mind is jumping through time (and therefore causing her to constantly hemorage from her mouth and nose) she reveals to Dan that she grew up on the Island with the Dharma folks and then was forced to leave with her mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She states that a crazy man told her that she had to leave the island and that if she ever came back she would die, and that she thinks that man was Dan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She also reveals that she became an anthropologist in hopes of one day find and returning to the Island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then she dies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Locke and Christian:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;After the flash Locke falls a short ways and hurts himself in the landing finding himself in the wheel chamber thing, or near to it anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here he sees Christian Shepherd (Jack and Claire's dead father which Locke does not know) who tells him that he (Locke) was supposed to turn the wheel and that Ben royally screwed things when he turned the wheel (he knocked it off of its axis allowing it to freely spin resulting in the temporal shifts).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke is informed that he must put the wheel back on its axis and then give it a little push which will then move the island and send Locke home so that he can begin his mission of bring the Oceanic 6 back. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is told to find a woman in Los Angeles who will know how to return (Daniel's mum no doubt). He is also told that he will have to sacfrifice his life in order to get them to return.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He turns the resets the wheel on its axis and gives it a little push.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;End episode. (Which poses the question, what time did those on the island get stuck in?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oceanic Six:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The episode opens with Sun receiving a call from Korea from her mother and daughter asking when she is coming home, after a short conversation she replys that she will be home soon, goodbye, etc. then grabs her gun and gets out of her car just in time to see Ben and Kate arguing about Aaron.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun points the gun at Ben and tells Kate to get out of the way who responds with a) "What are you doing?" (wait you've got a gun pointed at Ben, never mind, proceed) and then b) "Where's Aaron?" Sun tells Kate that Aaron is in her car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate goes to get Aaron, and puts him in her car, then yells at Jack and Ben (who most definately deserved it although she was a tad bit harsh to Jack, but I can see where she's coming from) and leaves.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sayid also leaves, warning Jack and Ben that if sees either of them ever again it will not go well (which I think was pretty much the consensus of all those not 'friends' with Ben after the little rondevous). (Off topic tangent, but did Sayid walk away? Because if he didn't then the only car he could have taken would have been Sun's car as he came with Ben in the van and Jack came with Kate who had already left in her car soooo....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anywho Sun tells Ben that he is responsible for Jin's death who rebuts that no one is responsible for Jin's death because he is not dead and if she comes with him he can take her to someone who can offer her proof.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun, Ben, and Jack take the van and head to the mysterious person's (Dan's mum's) place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whilst in the van Jack tells Sun that he is deep ly sorry for leaving Jin and that they should have waited for him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She asks him why he is telling her this now and assumes that it is because he doesn't want her to shoot Ben if he is lying. He tells her that after what Ben just did to Kate, if she doesn't shoot him he will.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben angrily and violently pulls the van over to the shoulder of the road and shouts at Sun and Jack that if they knew how hard he'd been working to help and protect them and their friends they would never stop thanking him so if they want to shoot him then they should get it over with otherwise they should let it go and let him drive on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun tells him to drive and they end up at a church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After they get out of the van Ben gives Sun Jin's wedding ring as proof that he is alive telling her that Locke gave it to him, she believes him. He tells her that the people on the island, Jin included really need their help and that there is a woman in the church who can help them get back, but they don't have much time so he needs her to decided right then and there. She agrees to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Desmond shows up and asks the group what they're all doing there to which Ben replys probably the same thing as Desmond to which Desmond replys: "You're looking for Faraday's mother too?" To which Ben replies with a puzzled look as he walks off to the church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When they enter the church the British woman from Desmond's flashbacks in season three (the same one that Ben visited in episode two of this season) greets Ben (we find out that her name is Eloise) and curtly tells him that she thought she told him to bring 'all of them.' He replies that this was all he could get on short notice and she replies that it will do for now, then tells the group that they have work to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;L O S T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I CANNOT WAIT FOR NEXT WEEK'S EPISODE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm really sort of rooting for Kate and Sawyer and the commercial made it look like Jack and Kate are going to make up (and out) which is kind of not promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3605442861816121356?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3605442861816121356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3605442861816121356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3605442861816121356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3605442861816121356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-place-is-death.html' title='&quot;This Place is Death&quot;'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SZS2DhrjmcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5woH3iEJ0YA/s72-c/lost1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6044485207883807572</id><published>2009-02-05T17:52:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:01:30.110-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>"The Little Prince" (Which I actually got to watch live for once)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SY-OaxgeqlI/AAAAAAAAABw/sWmZKfG-fcM/s1600-h/02_05_09_onscreen_lostrecap_w_546_h_746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SY-OaxgeqlI/AAAAAAAAABw/sWmZKfG-fcM/s320/02_05_09_onscreen_lostrecap_w_546_h_746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300611877055670866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am currently sick and have been so since Monday night I was able to watch 'Lost' at eight o' clock last night when it was on.  I was quite glad as it was an extraordinary episode with lots of hints and a few more questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate left Aaron with Sun at her hotel and went to confront Mr. Norton (of Agostini and Norton Law firm) she attempted to broker a deal with said man (she would give him the blood samples in exchange for a meeting with his client) and he all but outright refused, telling her that she is in no position to be making bargains (which I suppose she really isn't, but eh twas worth a try).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She proceeds to stake out the parking garage where Mr. Norton parked his car in hopes that she can follow him to his mystery client and is doing so when she receives a frantic call from Jack (which she almost doesn't answer and given her situation at the time, I don't think I would have) who is very worried about her whereabouts.  She reluctantly informs Jack that Aaron is at a hotel with Sun and gives him directions to where she is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack shows up and the two are allowed a brief moment for chit-chat before Kate spots Norton leaving the building, she tells Jack to either get in or don't (he does) then speeds off after Norton (of course following the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias&lt;/span&gt; one block rule before starting her engine).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two follow Norton to a hotel where they see him give an envelope and a file to the one and only Mrs. Littleton (Claire's mum and Aaron's real grandmum) they immediately assume that she is the mystery client and Jack goes in to speak with her and try to explain everything while Kate waits in the car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Jack comes back he informs Kate that Mrs. Littleton knows nothing about Aaron and is receiving reparations from Oceanic Airlines which she sued (Mr. Norton is obviously her lawyer).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two then drive to the marina (slip 23 no doubt) where they meet Ben and Sayid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate accuses Ben of being the mystery client and he doesn't deny it (I was right about this the entire time).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;End Episode&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Jack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack (after reviving Sayid) is reprimanded for working on a patient (Sayid) at the hospital as his liscence has been suspended.  He then answers a call from Hurley who tells him that he is safe from Ben in L.A. County lock-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben shows up at the hospital and accompanies Jack back to Sayid's room only to discover that Sayind has once again unsuccessfully been attacked by some guy with a tranq gun who had Kate's address in his pocket.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack (who is quite worried and frantic) calls Kate and upon learning her and Aaron's whereabouts tells Kate to call Sun (which she does) and ask her to bring Aaron and meet the at Slip 23 at the marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He then goes to find Kate and the rest is in her blurb thing above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Except that when they get to the marina Jack tells Kate that Ben is 'with him' and that he is there to help all of them 'be together again.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ben and Sayid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;While waiting for Jack to return (from being reprimanded) Sayid is attacked by a man posing as a nurse, he turns the tables on his attacker (having obviously anticipated as there is no way Jack ordered any meds for Sayid, especially the kind that are administered through the IV) and demands to know who sent him.  The attacker tells Sayid that the adress is in his pocket then Sayid tranqs the guy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enter Jack and Ben, Sayid asks if they know anyone who lives at 42 Panorama Crest and Jack replies that the address belongs to Kate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While Jack goes off to meet Kate, Sayid and Ben drive elsewhere in Ben's van.  Sayid informs Ben that he does not trust him, especially with Hurley and that he does not intend to let Ben get anywhere near Hurley.  Ben tries to convince him that he is trying to help them all (meaning the Oceanic 6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two drive to a parking garage where Mr. Norton (the one and only) who informs Ben that there is no case against Hurley because the man outside of Santa Rosa was killed before Hurley escaped.  Hooray.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The two then drive to the marina to meet Jack and Kate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben admits to trying to take Aaron away from Kate and promptly informs her that she is not his mother (well yes, but how exactly does Ben have any case against Kate as far as custody goes?  Last I checked Ben wasn't Aaron's mum either or any kind of blood relation to Aaron so where does he come off with the power to take custody of Aaron away from Kate?).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun stays at the hotel with Aaron while Kate goes to confront Mr. Norton (which was Sun's idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right after Kate leaves Sun receives a package in the mail containing a file on Ben and a gun hidden in a box of chocolates.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun is next seen at the marina with Aaron asleep in the back of her car (I swear they cast the kid that plays him because he sleeps all the time or he fakes sleeping well because he's asleep for like 92.6587% of the show), upon seeing Ben she grabs her gun and gets out of the car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;End Episode&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sawyer and Friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer is annoying as Juliet and Dan try to resucitate Charlotte so Juliet sends him away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke then informs Sawyer that he intends to get off the island (via Orchid station most likely) to bring the six who escaped the island back therefore informing Sawyer that Kate is indeed not dead (yay).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meanwhile Dan explains that what is happening to Charlotte is a side effect of the stress of time travel on the mind (what happened to Desmond in Season 4) and that it could happen to them all (he later reveals to Miles that most likely those who have had the most exposure to the island get sick first).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Charlotte wakes up she doesn't recognize Dan until he tells her his name.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The group then heads back to the camp to get the Zodiac raft and head to the Orchid station.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the way Miles gets a bloody nose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another flash occurs and the group sees a beam of light in the distance (the hatch on the night Boone died) and when they hear screaming Sawyer goes to investigate.  He watches Claire give birth to Aaron and therefore sees Kate.  Yet another flash occurs and Kate is gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the group arrives at the beach they find that a) it has been ransacked and all the beer is gone, b) the Zodiac is gone, and c) that some people from Ajira airlines have left their boats on the beach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They take one of the boats and head for the Orchid.  On the way they find themselves in a gunfight as the Ajira people have followed them in the other boat and are apparently upset that the group thought it would be okay to borrow a boat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Luckily a flash occurs and the group find themselves alone, in the boat, in a rainstorm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once they land on the island again they find supplies marked in French, Sawyer and Juliet continue a conversation about him seeing Kate, and Juliet gets a bloody nose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Jin and Rousseau:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The French stuff belonged to Rousseau's group who found Jin floating on a piece of boat in the water and got him to the beach in their raft.  (YAY, Jin's not dead!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;REALLY, really good episode!  Uber excited for next week I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6044485207883807572?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6044485207883807572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6044485207883807572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6044485207883807572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6044485207883807572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-prince-which-i-actually-got-to.html' title='&quot;The Little Prince&quot; (Which I actually got to watch live for once)'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SY-OaxgeqlI/AAAAAAAAABw/sWmZKfG-fcM/s72-c/02_05_09_onscreen_lostrecap_w_546_h_746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-7452241485881981988</id><published>2009-01-29T09:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:52:26.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought for the person grading this blog...</title><content type='html'>Since I happen to have in the neighborhood of 50 kajillion posts for the month of January and only need to have around 12 is there a chance that some of these might count for another month, say February?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-7452241485881981988?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/7452241485881981988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=7452241485881981988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7452241485881981988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7452241485881981988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-thought-for-person-grading-this.html' title='Just a thought for the person grading this blog...'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3519739298768159610</id><published>2009-01-29T09:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:06:52.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>This Horrible French Movie I Watched in French Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SYHPhaB1XjI/AAAAAAAAABo/ofH3m3NDWUE/s1600-h/paraguas-de-cherburgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296742809594060338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SYHPhaB1XjI/AAAAAAAAABo/ofH3m3NDWUE/s320/paraguas-de-cherburgo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Monday - Tuesday in French were spent watching a movie entitled &lt;em&gt;Les Parapluies de Charbourg&lt;/em&gt; or in English The Umbrellas of Charbourg. Starting off, who in their right mind watching a movie about umbrellas? Anywho it was sort of like &lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt;, only without the incredibly satisfying and happy ending (I mean to the love story as the two people ding at the end was not incredibly happy or satisfying although if you look at it if they had lived/one of them had died it would have meant years more of suffering/confusion for either both or the one who survived).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another spectacularly predictable movie so I'm not really sure it needs a spoiler alert, but I will give it one anyway because I suppose the end is rather shocking so: Spoiler Alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot: This movie can easily be described as Juno meets The Notebook meets sad. (By the way it is an opera so it is all sung.) It starts off with a guy named Guy (pronounced Guheeeeeeee, like key only with a 'g' instead of a 'k') ending his shift working at a gas station and rushing of to meet his girlfriend Genevieve (pronounced John-veee-ehv) outside her and her other's umbrella store (seriously, is it possible to make a living off of selling umbrellas?). Genevieve tells her mother that she is going to an opera with one of her (girl) friends so her mother allows her to go out. That night Genevieve and Guy decide that they want to get married, have children, and that their first daughter will be named Francoise (pronounced Frahn-swa-zzzz). Afterword Genevieve is questioned by her other and ends up telling her mother all about Guy including that they are going to get married. This greatly upsets her mother (who was upset anyway because she learned that the umbrella shop was failing miserably in sales and that she and her daughter need to sell as much as possible inorder to keep the shop afloat) who gets very angry with her and forbids her to see Guy ever again. Despite the forbiddence (is that a word? it is now) by her mother Genevieve goes to see Guy the next night and is met with the horrible news that he received a draft letter and is going of to fight for France in Africa. The two young lovers are very sad and despair about their misfortune and how uch they love each other in a rather long song. Then they go back to Guy's aunt's appartment (yes he is living with his aunt who is asleep in the next roo the entire time) and...(those of you who have seen &lt;em&gt;Mamma Mia! &lt;/em&gt;understand the ...). The next day Genevieve and Guy go to the train station together and profess their undying love for each other promising to wait for and always love each other. Then Genevieve goes home and cries to her mother. Within the next few days the two (Genevieve and her mum) go to a jewelers and try to sell the mother's necklace to make a little extra cash so that they can keep their happy little shop open. There they meet a guy whose last name is Cassard (pronounced Kah-sar[d]) who promises to sell the necklace for them and bring them the cash since the jeweler cannot. He does so and the notherbegins to fall for him. Later on Genevieve informs her mother that she is pregnant by Guy which once again greatly upsets her mother. Not too long after Cassard comes over for dinner and after dinner (when Genevieve has just gone to bed in the neighboring room) asks the noother for Genevieve's hand in marriage (wich also greatly distresses the lady). He states that he is going to Paris and will be back in 3 months when he will accept Genevieves answer. Genevieve decides that she cannot a)have the baby on her own and b)count on Guy to come back from the war to marry her and help her raise their child so she decides that if Cassard graciously accepts that she is pregnant by another man she will marry him (so much for 'I'll love you forever and wait for you Guy.'). Cassard graciously accepts her pregnancy and her hand in marriage, they sell the umbrella shop and move to Paris (Genevieve, mother, Cassard, and coming child). Finally Guy returns and is heart-broken to find that his beloved Genevieve did not wait for him as she had promised. He does some stupid manly things and decides to quit his job and live off of his pension. Then his aunt dies. He collects the life insurance, falls in love with his aunts maid, marries her, and has a kid with her who he names Francois (the boy version of Francoise pronounced Frahn-swaaaa). A few years later at Christmas time (Guy now owns a gas station and his kid is 3 years old) Genevieve and her daughter Francoise are passing through Charbourg and stop at Guy's gas station to get gas. They have a brief and rather quiet confrontation, he decides not to meet his daughter, she leaves, and the movie ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a depressing chick flick. It wasn't happy at all, but at least it was somewhat realistic to life. There wasn't really a point to the movie though and when it was over I was wondering why soeone would even waste their time or money making it as there WAS NO POINT. If you really want to see this movie I believe the entire thing is on Youtube so watch it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3519739298768159610?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3519739298768159610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3519739298768159610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3519739298768159610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3519739298768159610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-horrible-french-movie-i-watched-in.html' title='This Horrible French Movie I Watched in French Class'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SYHPhaB1XjI/AAAAAAAAABo/ofH3m3NDWUE/s72-c/paraguas-de-cherburgo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-5929312430797075915</id><published>2009-01-27T19:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:26:33.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Do When You're Supposed to Be Blogging (at school)</title><content type='html'>I didn't come up with any of these lists (they came from http://www.saviodsilva.com/lists.htm), but they do make me laugh so I thought I'd share the merriment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Log on, wait a sec, then get a frightened look on your face and scream: "Oh my God! They've found me!" and bolt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Laugh uncontrollably for about 3 minutes &amp;amp; then suddenly stop and look suspiciously at everyone who looks at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When your computer is turned off, complain to the monitor on duty that you can't get the dang thing to work. After he/she's turned it on, wait 5 minutes,turn it off again, &amp;amp; repeat the process for a good half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Type frantically, often stopping to look at the person next to you evilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Before anyone else is in the lab, connect each computer to different screen than the one it's set up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Write a program that plays the "Smurfs" theme song and play it at the highest volume possible over &amp;amp; over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Work normally for a while. Suddenly look amazingly startled by something on the screen and crawl underneath the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ask the person next to you if they know how to tap into top-secret Pentagon files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Make a small ritual sacrifice to the computer before you turn it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bring a chain saw, but don't use it. If anyone asks why you have it, say "Just in case..." mysteriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Light candles in a pentagram around your terminal before starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Every time you press Return and there is processing time required, pray "Ohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohplease," and scream "YES!" when it finishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. "DISK FIGHT!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Start making out with the person at the terminal next to you (It helps if you know them, but this is also a great way to make new friends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Put a straw in your mouth and put your hands in your pockets. Type by hitting the keys with the straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you're sitting in a swivel chair, spin around singing "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" whenever there is processing time required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Try to stick a Ninetendo cartridge into the 3 1/2 disc drive, when it doesn't work, get the supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. When you are on an IBM, and when you turn it on, ask loudly where the smiling Apple face is when you turn on one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Print out the complete works of Shakespeare, then when its all done (two days later) say that all you wanted was one line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Sit and stare at the screen, biting your nails noisily. After doing this for a while, spit them out at the feet of the person next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Stare at the screen, grind your teeth, stop, look at the person next to you. Grinds some more. Repeat procedure, making sure you never provoke the person enough to let them blow up, as this releases tension, and it is far more effective to let them linger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. If you have long hair, take a typing break, look for split ends, cut them and deposit them on your neighbor's keyboard as you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Put a large, gold-framed portrait of the British Royal Family on your desk and loudly proclaim that it inspires you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Come to the lab wearing several layers of socks. Remove shoes and place them of top of the monitor. Remove socks layer by layer and drape them around the monitor. Exclaim sudden haiku about the aesthetic beauty of cotton on plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Take the keyboard and sit under the computer. Type up your paper like this. Then go to the lab supervisor and complain about the bad working conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Laugh hysterically, shout "You will all perish in flames!!!" and continue working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Bring some dry ice &amp;amp; make it look like your computer is smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Assign a musical note to every key (ie. the Delete key is A Flat, the B key is F sharp, etc.). Whenever you hit a key, hum its note loudly. Write an entire paper this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Attempt to eat your computer's mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Borrow someone else's keyboard by reaching over, saying "Excuse me, mind if I borrow this for a sec?", unplugging the keyboard &amp;amp; taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. When doing calculations, pull out an abacus and say that sometimes the old ways are best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Play Pong for hours on the most powerful computer in the lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Make a loud noise of hitting the same key over and over again until you see that your neighbor is noticing (You can hit the space bar so your fill isn't affected). Then look at your neighbor's keyboard. Hit his/her delete key several times, erasing an entire word. While you do this, ask: "Does *your* delete key work?" Shake your head, and resume hitting the space bar on your keyboard. Keep doing this until you've deleted about a page of your neighbor's document. Then, suddenly exclaim: "Well, whaddya know? I've been hitting the space bar this whole time. No wonder it wasn't deleting! Ha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print out your document and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Remove your disk from the drive and hide it. Go to the lab monitor and complain that your computer ate your disk. (For special effects, put some Elmer's Glue on or around the disk drive. Claim that the computer is drooling.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Stare at the person's next to your's screen, look really puzzled, burst out laughing, and say "You did that?" loudly. Keep laughing,grab your stuff and leave, howling as you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Point at the screen. Chant in a made up language while making elaborate hand gestures for a minute or two. Press return or the mouse, then leap back and yell "COVEEEEERRRRRR!" peek up from under the table, walk back to the computer and say. "Oh, good. It worked this time," and calmly start to type again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Keep looking at invisible bugs and trying to swat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. See who's online. Send a total stranger a talk request. Talk to them like you've known them all your lives. Hangup before they get a chance to figure out you're a total stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Bring an small tape player with a tape of really absurd sound effects. Pretend it's the computer and look really lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Pull out a pencil. Start writing on the screen. Complain that the lead doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Come into the computer lab wearing several endangered species of flowers in your hair. Smile incessantly. Type a sentence, then laugh happily, exclaim "You're such a marvel!!", and kiss the screen. Repeat this after every sentence. As your ecstasy mounts, also hug the keyboard. Finally, hug your neighbor, then the computer assistant, and walk out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Run into the computer lab, shout "Armageddon is here!!!!!", then calmly sit down and begin to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Write lists using missing numbers for school assignments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-5929312430797075915?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/5929312430797075915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=5929312430797075915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5929312430797075915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5929312430797075915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-to-do-when-youre-supposed-to-be.html' title='Things To Do When You&apos;re Supposed to Be Blogging (at school)'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-7824600460513278441</id><published>2009-01-27T19:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:26:02.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Might Brighten A Day</title><content type='html'>23 Essential Truths:&lt;br /&gt;(This is a good example of my train of thought.)&lt;br /&gt;From: http://www.saviodsilva.com/lists.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. A king size water-bed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. foot house 4 inches deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A 3-year-old's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20 by 20 foot room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. A ceiling Fan can hit a baseball a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The glass in windows (even double pane) will not stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When you hear the toilet flush and the words "Uh-oh," it is too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke. Lots of smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A six year old can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36 year old man says they can only do it in the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Certain LEGOs will pass through the digestive tract of a four year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Play Dough and Microwave should never be used in the same sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Super glue is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Pool filters do not like Jell-O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. VCR's do not eject PB&amp;amp;J sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You probably do not want to know what that odor is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Always look in the oven before you turn it on. Plastic toys do not like ovens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The fire department in Austin, TX has a 5 minute response time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earth worms dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. It will however make cats dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;Really Bored?&lt;br /&gt;Ways to be annoying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Tell your friends, four days prior to their party, that you can't attend because you're not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars, to see if they slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Practice making faxmodem noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Drum on every available surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sing the Batman theme incessantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Staple papers in the middle of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask 800 operators for dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copy warnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sew anti-theft detector strips into people's backpacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Specify that your drive-through order is "to go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Set alarms for random times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeeep Bip..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Buy large quantities of mint dental floss just to lick the flavor off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Leave your Nine Inch Nails tape in Great Uncle Ed's stereo, with the volume properly adjusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a "croaking" noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Honk and wave to strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dress only in clothes colored Hunter's Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Change channels five minutes before the end of every show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tape pieces of "Sweating to the Oldies" over climactic parts of rental movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wear your pants backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complimentary mints by the cash register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Begin all your sentences with "ooh la la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Rouse your roommates from slumber each morning with Lou Reed's "Metal Machine Music".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Leave someone's printer in compressed-italic-Cyrillic-landscape mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* only type in lowercase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* don't use any punctuation either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Pay for your dinner with pennies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tie jingle bells to all your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat everything someone says, as a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Write "X - BURIED TREASURE" in random spots on all of someone's road maps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assassination/UFO/ OJ Simpson conspiracy theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: "Do you hear that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never mind, it's gone now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Light road flares on a birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wander around the restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Leave tips in Bolivian currency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Demand that everyone address you as "Conquistador".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At the Laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When Christmas caroling, sing "Jingle Bells, Batman smells" until physically restrained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wear a cape that says "Magnificent One".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* As much as possible, skip rather than walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stand over someone's shoulder, mumbling, as they read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Finish the 99 bottles of beer song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sing the "This is the song that never ends..." song. (Ya know, Lamb Chops?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Pretend your mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "no, wait, I messed it up", and repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Drive half a block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Name your dog "Dog".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask people what gender they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back in the tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern Drawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Forget the punch line to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a "real hoot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don't want to fall off "in case the big one comes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with a can of Lysol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers' brains, such as "Feliz Navidad", the Archies' "Sugar" or the Mr. Rogers theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Change your name to John Aaaaasmith for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it's a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Chew on pens that you've borrowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Wear a LOT of cologne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask to "interface" with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your "superior mental processing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sing along at the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Mow your lawn with scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At a golf tournament, chant "swing-batatatatatata-suhWING-batter!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophesy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your "imaginary friend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something about "psychological profiles".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Incessantly recite annoying phrases, such as "sticky wicket isn't ricket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Stare at static on the TV and claim you can see a "magic picture".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Scuff your feet on a dry, shaggy carpet and seek out victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you'll be saying more any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Never make eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Never break eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Construct elaborate "crop circles" in your front lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Construct your own pretend "tricorder", and "scan" people with it, announcing the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Give a play-by-play account of a person's every action in a nasal Howard Cossell voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Holler random numbers while someone is counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Make appointments for the 31st of September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Invite lots of people to other people's parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Send fifty copies of this list to everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Call in sick, then show up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-7824600460513278441?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/7824600460513278441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=7824600460513278441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7824600460513278441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7824600460513278441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/might-brighten-day.html' title='Might Brighten A Day'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-5543051943291591068</id><published>2009-01-22T09:30:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:26:28.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>LOST season 5 premiere!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SXiYqTV8tFI/AAAAAAAAABY/ccWzJx6RAio/s1600-h/4dc4626942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294149214488278098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SXiYqTV8tFI/AAAAAAAAABY/ccWzJx6RAio/s320/4dc4626942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most exciting event of the year so far for me (although watching the innaguration was exciting) happened last night at 8:00PM central time when season 5 of LOST premiered. After watching it I think the show may have gone a little far with the sci-fi thing (the island flashing through time is a tad bit extreme), but I suppose it fits the story (which got more complicated). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically what we found out last night was that when the island dissappeared in the season 4 finale it began a cycle of jumping forward and backward in time and it's doing this because Jack, Kate, Aaron, Hurley, Sayid, and Sun left. In turn the only way to stop the time-jumping is to bring the Oceanic Six (plus Ben, Locke's body, and possibly Desmond) back to the island to stay forever. So while the people on the island are experiencing major troubles as they jump through time the Oceanic Six are having some difficulties of their own. Jack has joined up with Ben and they are working to get everyone who left back to the island (because of something Locke said before he died), Kate is on the run with Aaron because a couple of lawyers came to her house and demanded blood samples from the two of them to determine their actual relationship (which is nothing because Claire is Aaron's biological mother), Hurley and Sayid are running from the law because Sayid's safehouse was ambushed and Hurley got a picture taken of him covered in catsup (which looked like blood) holding a gun, over a dead guy, and Sun has possibly joined forces with Charles Widmore (who is evil) in order to kill Ben (who is possibly eviler).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Storyline of those off the island:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben and Jack are trying to round up the Oceanic Six and take them bakc to the island.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After receiving a disturbing housecall from tow lawyers with a warrant for blood samples Kate packs provisions (clothes, money, gun), takes Aaron and starts driving around CA aimlessly trying to figure out what to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun is held 'against her will' for a short while at an airport by Charles Widmore while trying to leave for Los Angeles (they discuss killing Ben).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sayid and Hurley are attacked, Hurley becomes a triple murder suspect and Sayid is hit with two tranquilizer darts which put him in a close to comatose state of being.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben takes Locke's body to a meatlocker where he asks a mysterious woman (who seems to know everything about him and the island) to keep it fresh and safe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate meets Sun in Sun's penthouse suite at a hotel in LA. They discuss what happened with the lawyers, Sun suggests that Kate 'take care of them' (inferring that since they did not reveal her secret they are looking to take Aaron away) and the two of them then discuss Jin's death (which wasn't really anyones fault, but in a round-about way could have been seen as Jack or Kate's fault).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hurley takes Sayid to his parent's house to hide. The police stake-out the house so when Sayid's condition deteriorates Hurley's father takes him to Jack while Hurley stays home and tell his mother the truth about what really happened during the 108 days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack takes Sayid to the hospital and phones Ben to let him know that he has Sayid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben shows up at Hurley's house and asks him to come back to the island causing Hurley to turn himself into the police admitting to killing threee people that he didn't kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Storyline of those on the Island who are not named John Locke:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The remainign survivors are distressed to find their camp gone after the island 'disappears.'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan Faraday tells them that they are jumping through space-time and they all head to the remains of the hatch/Swan Station. After two more flashes they find the Swan Station intact. No one answers the door so Sawyer and the others head back to the beach. Dan stays behind and tells Desmond (who eventually answers that hatch door) that he has to go to Oxford when he gets off the island (which Desmond does).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlotte gets a bloody nose and starts losing her memory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After another flash the survivors on the beach are attacked, split up, and head for the creek.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer and Julie are captured.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke shows up in the nick of time to save Sawyer and Juliet from an unpleasant fate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Locke's tale:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;After the first flash Locke finds himself to be alone (he was previously with Richard Alpert and the 'Others.'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Locke is almost hit by Eko's old buddies airplane as it crashes so he heads to the crash site where Ethan shoots him in the leg and is about to kill him when the island flashes again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Richard helps fix Locke's leg up and tells him what he has to do when the island flashes again (he gives him a compass that will help future/past Richard believe what future Locke will say to him, and tells Locke that he has to bring the Oceanic Six bakc to the island which he will accomplish by dying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dun, dun, dunnnnnnn.......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-5543051943291591068?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/5543051943291591068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=5543051943291591068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5543051943291591068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5543051943291591068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-season-5-premiere.html' title='LOST season 5 premiere!!!!'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SXiYqTV8tFI/AAAAAAAAABY/ccWzJx6RAio/s72-c/4dc4626942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1788112428035684143</id><published>2009-01-22T09:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:26:20.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Cinderella Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SXiQFf-r-9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/lRym-qshdRk/s1600-h/acs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294139786132192210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SXiQFf-r-9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/lRym-qshdRk/s200/acs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Monday was a half day and I didn't really have a whole terrible lot to do (nothing that I wanted to do) so I borke down and watched a tween chick flick (which is the worst kind of chick flick ever created), Another Cinderella Story starring Selena Gomez (Disney channel person) and Drew Sealy (can't rememnber where I've seen him from and I think I misspelled his name). The movie was okay, there was some humor contained within it that I found mildly amusing, but other than that it was relatively stuppid and unrealistic. What I don't understand is why covering up 1/4 of your face with a mask suddnly makes you unrecognizable. It makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler Alert! (Quite honestly it's a chick flick, pretty sure you can figure out how it ends without actually seeing the movie so I'm not really sure why I have a spoiler alert here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot: Basically it's the story of Cinderella that takes place at a highschool. (If you don't know the story of Cinderella google it because I refuse to recount the entire thing here.) Pop-prince comes back to his hometown to go to highschool 'like a normal boy' (little bit of Pinnochio) and ends up falling for a girl he meets at the schools masked ball. But wait it was a masque so she was wearing a mask and he couldn't tell who she was and she rushes home before he learns her name. Fortunately for her she leaves behind her Zoon which he uses as a glass slipper to find her again. They fall in love and live happily ever after when she is accepted to a prestigious arts school for her dancing abilities. If you truly care and want to know more about this movie here is a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1071358/synopsis"&gt;'Comlpete' (meaning uber long) Synopsis&lt;/a&gt; at IMdB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an okay movie, better than most tween chick flicks I've seen, but I would definately not waste any time or money on renting/buying it. If you really want to watch it wait till it's on TV again and tivo it like I did (or watch it live).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1788112428035684143?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1788112428035684143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1788112428035684143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1788112428035684143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1788112428035684143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-cinderella-story.html' title='Another Cinderella Story'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SXiQFf-r-9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/lRym-qshdRk/s72-c/acs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-272687673644491072</id><published>2009-01-18T19:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:30:05.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Los Hermanos Jonas</title><content type='html'>Two words: Boy Band. What do boy bands have to offer the world? The answer: absolutamente nada. Seriously what is the world's fascination with the Jonas brothers? I don't get it. In my French class I sit next to two girls who are absolutely in love with different Jonas Brothers and Edward Cullen. Speaking of which what is the world's fascination with Twilight? What started it? What hooks teenage girls on boys who are fictional characters and boys that might as well be fictional characters for the chances that an average girl has at dating them (being as there are millions of girls in love with three boys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up the definition of boy band and this is the page that I got (&lt;a href="http://www.dictionary.com/"&gt;http://www.dictionary.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy Band - 1 dictionary result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sponsored LinksLove the Jonas Brothers?Register Now to Win an Autographed Guitar by the Jonas Brothers!en.terra.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know Your Boy Bands?Take This Boy Band Quiz &amp;amp; Find Out! Browse Our Fun Quizzes Now.LifeScript.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Body BufferShop For Kai Body Buffer at Yahoo! Compare Prices, Merchants &amp;amp; Reviewsshopping.yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Entry:&lt;br /&gt;boy band&lt;br /&gt;Part of Speech:&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;Definition:&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;formulaically&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; organized pop music group of good-looking young men who can sing and dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;formulaically&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mean?&lt;br /&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;made according to a formula; composed of formulas: a formulaic plot.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;being or constituting a formula: formulaic instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words all Boy Bands are the same, love one, love them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-272687673644491072?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/272687673644491072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=272687673644491072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/272687673644491072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/272687673644491072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/los-hermanos-jonas.html' title='Los Hermanos Jonas'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3642905962650861036</id><published>2009-01-18T15:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:23:44.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Introduction to FYE</title><content type='html'>So I've found a focus.  This blog has the purpose of reviewing all kinds of movies (in theaters, on DVD, on TV) and a select few TV shows (I'll try to blog after every new Lost episode to guarantee that I don't fall as far behind on my blogging as I have in the past, plus it gives me an excuse to watch Lost) that I have watched.  I will give a biased yet honest review on how I felt the movie/show was.  I also will occasionally go on a random rant (see post below) when I am bored, stressed, or have nothing better to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3642905962650861036?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3642905962650861036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3642905962650861036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3642905962650861036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3642905962650861036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/re-introduction-to-fye.html' title='Re-Introduction to FYE'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-4226818622247275557</id><published>2009-01-18T14:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:15:56.585-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Jogging Woes followed by a Random Rant</title><content type='html'>I successfully injured myself jogging again and so I regrettfully admit defeat by winter.  I will not jog again until the snow is off the ground, but to stay in shape until then I shall use the trainer...........bike..........thing which will hopefully save my leg/foot from untimely destruction.  I kinda need my foot.  This completely off-topic and random post brought to you by cabin fever and stir craze.  I have recently become a fan of ebay on which I was able to buy something brandnew cheaper than I found it at Wal-Mart (which I despise).  If Wal-Mart and Target had to fight to the death my money would be on Wal-Mart.  If the innaguration is Tuesday does that mean that the Biggest Loser won't be on?  This would be the second time that last years election has interfered with said show, sad.  Lost is on on Monday and Wednesday, but not on Tuesday.  Thursday is a sad day, on Thirsday night one goes to bed almost completely defeated by a week of school and tests and homework with only the thought that one must get through yet another day of school before the end of the week.  Tomorrow is Monday, which would usually be a bad thing except for the fact that it is a half day meaning that after doing nothing at school for almost four hours I will be able to come home and relax while cramming for an ap bio test that I successfully avoided with the snow days we had last week.  I did manage to get most of my homework done though, although I should have gotten it all done being as I had five days of break.  I did not spend those days huddled in front of the TV though, actually I had to bundle up in Carharts everyday and go to the Barn to feed my poor horse who is living in the pasture and had to weather the cold.  I cannot wait until Spring and I will not have to make up anymore snow days because I will be in Spain.  Hooray!  End Rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-4226818622247275557?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/4226818622247275557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=4226818622247275557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4226818622247275557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4226818622247275557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/jogging-woes-followed-by-random-rant.html' title='Jogging Woes followed by a Random Rant'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6640469659489444432</id><published>2009-01-18T14:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:55:23.826-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Oy Vey!</title><content type='html'>Over the past week I attended school for 3 hours.  Between being anemic, doctor visits, and the bitter cold I successfully avoided quite a bit of school, but had I actually attended school like everybody else I would only have spent 11.5ish hours out of a normal 40 hours, this is because I reside in Iowa (not the potato state, the corn state, and yes we do have electricity here).  Monday there was an early dismissal due to a blizzard, Tuesday there was a late start due to the same blizzard (8 inches of fresh snow on top of the 6.5+ already existing which then proceeded to blow and drift), Wednesday, Thursday, Friday there was no school due to the fact that the air temperature never breached -13 (degrees fahrenheit) and the windchill never got above -30.  We set record lows (for the viewing area of KCRG TV9) with -29 air temp and -51ish wind chill.  As I recall the buses wouldn't start because the fuel was gelled up.  This week was quite enjoyable and tomorrow is an ealry dismissal day thanks to conferences so score 1 for the students (except for the AP students such as myself who need to have read 50something  chapters of the AP Bio book by the beginning of May regardless of the weather.  Terrific.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6640469659489444432?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6640469659489444432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6640469659489444432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6640469659489444432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6640469659489444432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/oy-vey.html' title='Oy Vey!'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-354636524457633197</id><published>2009-01-18T14:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:36:27.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolt</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to the cheap theater with a few family friends and saw Bolt which was actually a cute movie.  It was a kids movie so it had a rather basic/happy plot, but there were some funny parts for adults as well.  Basically it was about a TV star dog that has been raised to think that everything that happens/that he does on his television show is real.  So when 'his person' Penny is kidnapped by the villain on the show he thinks that she has been kidnapped in real life and therefore escapes the set of the show and is consequentally mailed cross country from Hollywood to New York where he meets a street savvy abandoned cat who he forces o help him find Penny.  Along the way the two become friends and meet a psychotic hamster who is a life-long fan of Bolt.  Bolt eventually discovers that he is not a real superhero and is taught how to behave like a normal dog by the cat.  At the endPenny quits her job as an actress and the cat, dog, ahmster, and people settle down to live a normal life on a ranch in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute movie, good childhood lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-354636524457633197?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/354636524457633197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=354636524457633197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/354636524457633197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/354636524457633197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/bolt.html' title='Bolt'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6251883416774171846</id><published>2009-01-18T13:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:26:50.867-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>You, Me, and Dupree</title><content type='html'>Friday night there was nothing on so I decided to settle for watching a chick flick whic started out to be remotely a remotely funny movie and ended up to be a rather stupid movie. One, the humor was miniscule, two the lead guy needed to grow a brain (if he had simply shared his trouble with his wife the huge mess he created at the end could have been avoided), and three Owen Wilson's character was not all there mentally (which one might think would make him come off funny, but after watching the guy make stupid decisions for an hour and a half it got really old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot: Movie starts out with the wedding (in Hawaii) of Carl and Molly with Dupree as the best man. Right off the bat Dupree starts 'ruining' Carl's new life by arriving on the wrong island (which coincidentally turns out to be the island golf course built by the survivors {namely Hurley} of flight 815 on Lost) and laughing at Carl's father-in-laws bad jokes about how much of threat Carl is not as far as the family business goes. Despite this when Dupree loses his job (and appartment and car) for attending the wedding Carl allows Dupree to move in with Molly and him. While living with them Dupree has many epic fails (the worst of which being bringing a date home and almost burning the house down) that get him kicked out of the house. After kicking Dupree out Molly and Carl go out to celebrate their freedom only to see Dupree sitting on a bench in the rain. Molly makes the decision (against Carl's advice) to ask Dupree to stay with them again and Dupree (after accepting the invitation) decides to clean up the mess he made in their house. Meanwhile at work Molly's father continuosly 'insults' Carl (by accepting his proposal on a housing district, changing everything about it, making Carl head of the team, not inviting Carl on a fishing trip, and suggesting that Carl get a vasectomy) which Carl fails to elaborate on to Molly who is bonding with Dupree because Carl is never around leaving Dupree to pick up his slack. Carl (who is very stressed) takes Molly and Dupree's friendship the wrong way and gets into a few fights with Molly, and finally snaps one night at dinner when Molly's father invites Dupree on a fishing trip. Carl attacks Dupree and gets himslef kicked out of the house by Molly. Now you may (or may not) be wondering why there is no spoiler alert, well that would be because I didn't finish the movie, it was too boring and too stupid for my taste and therefore was undeserving of my time. So if you are a sap who has no problem with innuendo and the like than go ahead and watch this mindless movie, otherwise don't waste the time or the energy it takes to hold your eyes open for two hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6251883416774171846?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6251883416774171846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6251883416774171846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6251883416774171846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6251883416774171846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-me-and-dupree.html' title='You, Me, and Dupree'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2246284899967363942</id><published>2009-01-16T14:35:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:47:23.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ER'/><title type='text'>"Dream Runner" (Last Night's Episode of ER)</title><content type='html'>For all the harping I do on Grey's Anatomy I suppose I'm a little bit of a hippocrite or at least very biased as I am a fan of ER (more of an ER re-runs fan than a fan of the newest season), but anyway thanks to the colder than arctic weather we've been having I was able to actually watch ER when it was on TV rather than taping it and watching it later which is what I usually do. This season of ER is the last season the writers are trying new and daring things with the plot as well as bringing back lots of old characters to guest star. Last night's episode focused on Dr. Neela Rasgotra a resident surgeon who is about to become an attending surgeon. The episode presented three scenarios of how Neela could have handled a emergency situations she was presented with while working at County General Hospital as well as decision about her future as a surgeon and a future relationship she could possibly have with another doctor and old friend at county. The focus was on the possibilities in life if we were able to go back in time and try things differently, if you could fix mistakes you had made. It was one of the better episodes I have seen this year.  It posed an interesting question, if you could go back and do something differently would it even make a difference?  I am quite curious to see how the writers branch off of this episode next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2246284899967363942?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2246284899967363942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2246284899967363942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2246284899967363942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2246284899967363942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/dream-runner-last-nights-episode-of-er.html' title='&quot;Dream Runner&quot; (Last Night&apos;s Episode of ER)'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-7159404598265897584</id><published>2009-01-14T15:47:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:27:39.392-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Mamma Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5fzGZTKOI/AAAAAAAAABI/Xw2K2DyhfgU/s1600-h/mamma_mia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5fzGZTKOI/AAAAAAAAABI/Xw2K2DyhfgU/s320/mamma_mia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291271943701604578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent music with kind of a yawner plot.  The recent movie was very well-acted and the singing/music was absolutely marvelous (made me want to find a group of people and go skipping down the street singing 'Dancing Queen'), the plot was kind of boring, but the music made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot: A girl who is getting married wants to find her real father (there are 3 possibilities) and have him walk her down the aisle at her wedding.  So she goes behind everyone's backs (her mother, bridesmaids, and fiancee) and invites them to the wedding thinking that she will immediately be able to tell who her real father is.  Unfortunately she is not able to tell and everyone finds out that the three guys are there before the wedding including her mother who doesn't particularly want to see any of them ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler Alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end her mother walks her down the aisle, the three fellows agree to each make up a third of her father, the girl doesn't get married, but her mother ends up marrying one of the fellows = everyone is so happy that they burst into song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good music, catchy tunes, simplistic plot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-7159404598265897584?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/7159404598265897584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=7159404598265897584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7159404598265897584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7159404598265897584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia!'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5fzGZTKOI/AAAAAAAAABI/Xw2K2DyhfgU/s72-c/mamma_mia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6353579537448892841</id><published>2009-01-14T15:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:27:49.541-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Chick Flicks and Hallmark Movies</title><content type='html'>The two types of movies named in the title are the most irksome types of movies around.  Yes being a girl I enjoy the occasional chick flick because they always end happily and involve some sort of complicated romance, but if you think about the concept of chick flicks too hard you eventually feel sad because you know that there is about a one in a million chance of what happened in the movie ever happening to you.  Chick Flicks usually involve a girl finding the perfect guy and in turn finding true love.  A girl who watches too many chick flicks usually gets into the mentality that it is incredibly possible to fall in love within a week and get married to live a perfect life with the man of their dreams within a month, now call me a cynic, but that is never going to happen, at least not that fast.  The fact that the girls in these movies always end up getting their hearts broken and then mended generally by the same guy is also depressing because I'm sure that pretty much every girl out there knows that said scenario is generally not the case.  Also chick flicks are generally incredibly predictable, the viewer knows exactly how the movie is going to end the moment all of the characters are introduced, where is the fun in watching a movie when you know how it's going to end?  The same is true with Hallmark movies.  They usually portray a 'real life' situation in which some sort of problem arises and then is resolved through a bunch of family-friendly events.  Hallmark movies are meant to teach a lesson about family and love that either most people are already aware of and do not need pounded into their heads or other people don't care about.  (Disregard the last part of the last sentence, I realize how confusing it reads.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is how on earth do these movies manage to flourish in the box offices and on TV?&lt;br /&gt;My point is that these movies are pointless, depressing, and stupid when watched over and over, but okay for the spontaneous/occasional viewing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6353579537448892841?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6353579537448892841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6353579537448892841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6353579537448892841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6353579537448892841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/chick-flicks-and-hallmark-movies.html' title='Chick Flicks and Hallmark Movies'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3185924995734095256</id><published>2009-01-14T15:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:26:53.223-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>For the Rest of the Lost Junkies Out There</title><content type='html'>Here are the season 5 promos (as you can tell I have very little to do today and I have writers block):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U2kjlOG1yRo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U2kjlOG1yRo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BmYHHdPq6EQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BmYHHdPq6EQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJlowv_sxOs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJlowv_sxOs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3185924995734095256?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3185924995734095256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3185924995734095256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3185924995734095256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3185924995734095256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-rest-of-lost-junkies-out-there.html' title='For the Rest of the Lost Junkies Out There'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2951881392208119533</id><published>2009-01-14T14:42:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:26:53.224-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>January 21st (only six days 15 hours, and 56 minutes until a most exciting television event)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5SkH0pbbI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EwMc9Ztolyc/s1600-h/Lost-season2%2520mynd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5SkH0pbbI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EwMc9Ztolyc/s320/Lost-season2%2520mynd3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291257392735546802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people are incredibly excited for January 20th when President-Elect Obama loses the 'Elect' from his title.  I however am not really excited for the 20th at all, I don't really enjoy watching politically biased news reports about what is practically old news.  It was exciting when Obama won the election and made history and the swearing in seems to be much less exciting especially when it is being followed up with the new season of 'Lost' premiering on the 21st.  I am truly a 'Lost' junkie (which ought to be blatantly obvious by now) and I could care less about the 20th.  I do realize this is a potentially offensive and pointless post, but I don't really care, it's how I feel.  I would much rather watch a 2 hour season premier of a high-paced, mind-churning, thought-provoking show than watch Lord-knows-how-many-hours of dry speeches, formality, and masked loathing by separate political parties.  I can also guarantee that I am not the only person in the U.S. that feels this way.  Now that I have successfully written about 100 words of absolutely nothing I feel that I have ineffectively ranted about this topic and should probably quit writing while I'm only a furlong behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2951881392208119533?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2951881392208119533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2951881392208119533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2951881392208119533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2951881392208119533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-21st.html' title='January 21st (only six days 15 hours, and 56 minutes until a most exciting television event)'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5SkH0pbbI/AAAAAAAAAA4/EwMc9Ztolyc/s72-c/Lost-season2%2520mynd3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6277105069965557988</id><published>2009-01-14T09:27:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:29:31.118-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Hancock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5OFzFbB9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/L74iPNXpQvw/s1600-h/hancock-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5OFzFbB9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/L74iPNXpQvw/s320/hancock-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291252473726175186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoyed this movie which was good because I watched it the day after I finished Wanted.  I thought it had a good plot that was fresh and new when compared to all the other 'superhero' movies out there in the world.  I absolutely could not predict the end at the beginning, I suspected the twist but was still a little surprised when it happened (I only suspected it because they sort of ruined it in the trailer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler Alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:  The movie is about a dysfunctional, scruffy, alcoholic, belligerent superhero (Hancock) who has his own special way of doing good.  Basically he gets the job done (i.e. gets the bad guy arrested) with complete disregard to the damage done to the city, other people, or the delinquents themselves.  One day he saves a 'modern day superhero' (guy who is trying to save the world by getting big companies to give away some of their products i.e. food, medicine, etc. for free to people who really need it) from being hit by a train, the guy (named Ray) thanks Hancock profusely and offers to help him with his public image (the public hates him because of the way he gets things done).  Eventually Hancock's ignorant ways get him into enough trouble that the public calls for his arrest (which of course would be impossible because bullets bounce off of Hancock and he listens to no one) , but Ray suggests that Hancock allow himself to be incarcerated letting the city go without him until the people realize how much they relied on him.  (I forgot to mention that Ray's wife hates Hancock.)  Anyway the public finally realizes that they need Hancock and so the clean-shaven, fully suited, newly mannered Hancock comes to the public's aid in a gentlemanly fashion.  Ray, his wife Mary, and Hancock go to dinner that night and Hancock reveals that he cannot remember anything past 80ish years ago when he woke up in a hospital as a superhuman and that he doesn't age.  That night it is also revealed that Mary is also a superhuman and that she doesn't want anyone to know about it.  The next day she and Hancock get into a superhuman spat which leads to destruction of some of the downtown area.  She reveals to Hancock that people such as themselves are created in pairs to protect the world and that hey are the only two left.  She tells him that when they get too close to each other they lose their superhuman abilities, that this happens so that they can choose to settle down, fall in love, grow old, and die if they want to.  I won't give the way the rest of the movie, but I will say that in the end Hancock moves to New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one a lot, it had a great plot and was well-acted.  I recommend it to sci-fi, superhero, Will Smith, and action movie fans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6277105069965557988?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6277105069965557988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6277105069965557988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6277105069965557988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6277105069965557988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/hancock.html' title='Hancock'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SW5OFzFbB9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/L74iPNXpQvw/s72-c/hancock-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1609548347957766500</id><published>2009-01-08T09:06:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:29:31.118-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SWYlX4YsL-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/x9ydC2hQWlg/s1600-h/normal_wanted-nycc_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288955904596389858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SWYlX4YsL-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/x9ydC2hQWlg/s320/normal_wanted-nycc_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie was a letdown for me. It looked like an innocent enough shoot 'em up action movie, but ended up being belligerence for belligerence's sake with a dash of gore. I found this to be incredibly stupid and rather obnoxious. Every other breath someone was swearing and every other move someone was getting either the crap kicked out of them or killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler Alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a great plot, so incredibly sophisticated that I couldn't possibly have guessed the end in the first ten minutes (which might have been the best part of the movie). Basically the movie is about the son of this incredible assassin who was part of the 'Fraternity' which was a group of weavers (who decided they needed something more interesting to do everyday than make table clothes) who found a mystical cloth that was mysteriously being inscribed with a secret blanket code by one of the weaving machines. The incredibly bored and slightly psychopathic weavers magically decoded the code, found out that what was in the code was a bunch of names of people that 'fate' wanted them to kill, so they did so without question. Anyway, this guy's son is named Wesley. Wesley is a normal guy with a lying, cheating, annoying girlfriend who is having an affair with Wesley's best friend. Wesley has a normal job with a horrible boss. He also has 'anxiety attacks' when he is under stress. One night when Wesley is getting his anxiety attack prescription refilled he encounters Fox (or moreover Fox encounters him) who seemingly saves his life from some creepy fellow who has been stalking him since he entered the store. She 'rescues' Wesley and takes him to a Fraternity safehouse where he is given a gun and forced to shoot the wings off of a fly, after doing so he goes home and wakes up the next morning realizing that the previous job was not a horrific nightmare. That day the stress of work, his best friend, and his girlfriend makes him crack, he quits his job and smacks his friend with a keyboard before exiting the building and leaving in a car with Fox to the Fraternity headquarters which turns out to be a tapestry factory. There we re-encounter the head hancho who's name is Sloan (which to Alias fans such as myself was a red flag) who asks Wesley in many more words if he thinks he has what it takes to join the Fraternity, stupid child Wesley says "I'm ready." then is taken to a room to start his 'training.' He is asked why he's there and when he gives the wrong answer he is brutally beat upon until he passes out. He wakes up in a tub of white goo that apparently has healing powers to fix any physical (but obviously not mental) malady. The care-taker of the people in the tubs is an estranged Russian man who enjoys blowing up rats (just like Wesley's father according to said man). The rest of Wesley's training involves knife-fighting, bullet curving/gun shooting, running on top of trains, and grabbing one of the weaving instruments off of the machine. He is also continually asked the question and beaten when he gives the wrong answer until he answers that he is there because he doesn't know who he is. After he successfully completes the rest of his training he is shown the magical tapestry and given his first assignment (person to assassinate). I just realized that I forgot to mention earlier that Wesley's 'panic attacks' are the result of an overburst of adrenaline which allows him to experience life in slow motion; all the members of the Fraternity also possess this quality. He is also told that Crow (the stalker guy from the store who 'tried to kill him' on that fateful night) was the man who killed Wesley's father and that Wesley is supposed to kill him. After Wesley comletes his first assignment he is attacked in an alley by Crow who leaves the first 'traceable' bullet he has ever used. Wesley then tracks down the guy who made the bullet, Fox follows Wesley to meet the guy and shows up when the guy pulls a gun on Wesley, the guy sets up a meet with Crow at a train station, Wesley and Fox watch the guy from a closet while he waits for Crow, the guy runs, Wesley sees Crow and follows him onto a train while Fox chases the guy, blah, blah, blah, Fox crashes a car into the train in order to board, bad things happen, the train is derailed on a bridge, Wesley is hanging out the side of the train car he is in about to fall to his death when Crow grabs his arm (saving his life), Wesley shoots Crow who falls backward pulling Wesley onto the train, and then my favorite part ever:&lt;br /&gt;Wesley: "You killed my father, bastard (some other profanity takes place)!"&lt;br /&gt;Crow: "No Wesley I am YOUR FATHER." (dies)&lt;br /&gt;Wesley: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Wesley (to Fox): "Did you know?"&lt;br /&gt;Fox: "Duh, his name came up and you were the only one he wouldn't kill, your name came up too."&lt;br /&gt;Wesley: (shoots window he is sitting on and escapes with Crow's body, wakes up in bath tub of white goo)&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the movie is Wesley getting revenge on the Fraternity, he finds out his father quit the Freaternity after finding Sloan's name encoded in the cloth (big surprise there) then he lets a bunch of explosive rats loose in the factory then goes in guns blazing and kills all his trainers save for Fox. The almost final scene is him standing in the middle of a circle of Fraternity assassins at the headquarters with no ammo and lots of guns pointed at him. He accuses Sloan of having his name in the cloth and Sloan reveals that every person standing in the room has had their name come up and if the other assassins want to follow the code of the Fraternity they should kill themselves otherwise they should kill Wesley. Exit Mr. Sloan. One of the assassins is about to kill Wesley when Fox curves a bullet around the room so that it kills everyone in the ircle including herself. Sad moment. Wesley monologues in a voiceover as you see someone who looks like him sitting at a desk at his old office, Sloan shows up and holds a gun to the guy's head then swears when he finds out that the person sitting before him is in fact not Wesey, but a decoy. Oh crap! Then Wesley shoots him with an untraceable bullet from across town then swears at the audience. End worst movie I saw this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like to swear and kill people with unbelievable stunts than this movie is for you (it's out on DVD) otherwise save your money and your time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1609548347957766500?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1609548347957766500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1609548347957766500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1609548347957766500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1609548347957766500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SWYlX4YsL-I/AAAAAAAAAAo/x9ydC2hQWlg/s72-c/normal_wanted-nycc_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1783185542501910861</id><published>2009-01-03T14:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:29:24.773-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Marley &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>This was possibly the best movie I have seen in theaters all year. By the end of the movie the theater was silent except for the occasional sniffle of someone crying in the audience. The trailer wasn't lying when it made the statements that you would laugh and cry because indeed anyone with a heart and a good sense of humor will laugh and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot: You follow the lives of John and Jennifer Grogan starting at their wedding (before Marley the dog is even born) when they are both starting reporters living in Florida. John takes Jennifer to pick out a puppy as an early birthday present because to distract her from wanting to have kids so soon. They ask the price of the puppies and learn that the puppy that Jennifer is holding is $100 cheeper than the rest earning him the title of 'Clearence Puppy' as well as a new home. Two weeks later John brings Marley home while Jennifer is on a business trip to KS. On the ride home Marley gets his name in honor of Bob Marley. From this point on we watch Marley grow up with the Grogans, he turns out to be the 'Worst Dog in the World' which is proven when he gets kicked out of obedience school. His antics are many and hilarious, but you truly fall in love with him when the Grogans lose there first baby and Marley is there to comfort them. Eventually the Grogans end up with three kids (Patrick, Connor, and Colleen/Whoops). John gets his big hit as a journalist when he is asked to take up a column and he writes mostly about Marley's many stunts as well as some other random, yet amusing topics. The family moves twice, eventually ending up in Pennsylvania, by which time the kids are getting big and Marley is getting old and beginning to suffer from some age-related maladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiler: One night Marley runs off and is found lying under a tree with a twisted stomach -&gt; John rushes him to the vet who untwists his stomach. He pulls through and comes home the next day. His age really begins to show after this as he no longer walks up stairs or frolics as he used to, he also loses most of his hearing. Eventually he twists his stomach again and has to be put to sleep. He is buried in the front lawn along with a few momentos of his life (including the necklace he swallowed at the beginning of the movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recomend this movie to anyone looking for a movie to see in theaters this holiday season. I would say kids 10 and up could probably see it, kids below that age are too young for the length of the movie and some of the humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only movie I have ever seen that made me want to read the book that it was based off of. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_9qLrcUdftA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_9qLrcUdftA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1783185542501910861?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1783185542501910861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1783185542501910861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1783185542501910861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1783185542501910861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2009/01/marley-me.html' title='Marley &amp; Me'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-5248567876270699504</id><published>2008-12-10T09:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:49:56.147-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The Curious Case of Benjamin Button</title><content type='html'>This looks to be a potentially interesting and most likely tear-jerking movie and so I will probably not go see it (I'm not really the slow-paced sentimental type), but for those of you who fit the profile I say go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;This movie tells the story of Benjamin Button a man born in his 80's then progressively gets younger as everyone else in his life ages. The movie follows Button's story beginning right after WWI all the way up to the 21st century. It's based on the 1920's story by F. Scott Fitzgerald, is directed by David Fincher and stars Cate Blanchett, Brad Pitt, and a myriad of other rather famous people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm2429913600/tt0421715"&gt;Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take:&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I think it looks like a pretty good movie even though I am not a major Brad Pitt fan. I think it will be interesting to follow Button's life as well as the lives of those around him change as time passes. I am also curious about how the movie will end, will Button become a baby at the age of 100? This movie looks to be a mindtrip so for those of you out there who do not like to think, I do not recomend that this be the movie you see over Winter Break, otherwise it presents as an excellent choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: December 25, 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-5248567876270699504?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/5248567876270699504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=5248567876270699504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5248567876270699504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5248567876270699504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/12/curious-case-of-benjamin-button.html' title='The Curious Case of Benjamin Button'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8594136957469915231</id><published>2008-12-09T14:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:32:31.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Librarian: Curse of the Judas Chalice</title><content type='html'>Despite their somewhat cheesy qualities I do enjoy the "Librarian" movies.  These movies are to me as a 10 cent love story novel is to the serious book-a-holic, they are not everyone's cup of tea.  So in all fairness I must give an bias-less review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are like me and enjoy the cheesy action-adventure Indiana Jones type movies then this would be a good movie for you.  (I did not mean to insinuate that Indiana Jones was cheesy by the way, those movies are lactose intolerant as far as cheesiness goes.)  This movie involved vampires and had a no-thought-required plot in which Flynn Carson travels to Louisiana on vacation per a dream he had of a beautiful woman and ends up searching for the Judas Chalice (a goblet made out of the pieces of silver paid to Judas for the betrayal of Jesus Christ) that has the ability to resurrect dead vampires (here is a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1146438/synopsis"&gt;full synopsis&lt;/a&gt;).  It contained some good mythology and a few brain teasers, but was very predictable as far as who was bad and what would happen in the end.  The one thing I found interesting was the conspiracy surrounding Judson (the owner and keeper of The Library) who is, as viewers found out in the latest movie, over 2000 years old and the very first Librarian.  The legend is that Judas hung himself after betraying Jesus and was cursed to forever wander the night making him the very first vampire.  Judson's last name technically could be pronounced Judeson = Judason or son of Judas which was a nice play on words.  The end of the movie also left an opening for another movie to be made which can either be annoying (because it is inconclusive) or to the true fan exciting (because it means that there is more to the story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand if you are a very serious movie watcher and feel that movies in which you can predict the end at the beginning are a waste of your time then I highly recomend that you not watch this movie because it wasn't all that terrific.  The graphics were easily detectable and the jokes were mainly one-liners.  There wasn't really any majorly thought-provoking material and 'ah-ha' type moments were scarce if not nonexistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I may have enjoyed the movie many others probably did/would not.  If I had to un-bias-edly rate the movie I would probably give it one and one half stars due to the previously stated facts and on top of that it was not family-friendly which can be a major determining factor for some viewers.  The first two movies were better although they probably wouldn't light any fires in Hollywood either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8594136957469915231?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8594136957469915231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8594136957469915231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8594136957469915231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8594136957469915231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/12/librarian-curse-of-judas-chalice.html' title='The Librarian: Curse of the Judas Chalice'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-5245608237373221011</id><published>2008-12-09T13:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:26:53.224-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>I'm Having a Fan-Girl Moment....for Lost</title><content type='html'>I am very excited for the next season of Lost (which I do not believe was supposed to happen, but will complete the J.J. Abrams tradition of coming back for a 5th season even if it is only partial) and so I thought I have decided to put the elongated season 5 trailer on my blog (then accompany it with a homemade video of me screaming and hyperventilating....I am kidding by the way, I am very excited though).  Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mX7md0HoR8E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mX7md0HoR8E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-5245608237373221011?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/5245608237373221011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=5245608237373221011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5245608237373221011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5245608237373221011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-having-fan-girl-momentfor-lost.html' title='I&apos;m Having a Fan-Girl Moment....for Lost'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6773401695654525350</id><published>2008-12-09T13:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:26:53.225-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Random Thought that is Topic-Related</title><content type='html'>Last night after watching an episode of 'Lost' that I had recorded I began thinking about a certain character's name.  One major character is the French Woman whose name is Danielle Rousseau who has been stuck on the Island for over 16 years during which time she had a daughter who she named Alex.  A few days after she had the baby the child was taken away by 'The Others' people left over from the Dharma Initiative project.  In the third season (the season the episode I watched last night came from) Alex reappears in the plot as a potentially defining character.  The funny thing is that if you add her last name to her name her name is Alex Rousseau which is also the name of a character in a major Disney Channel show.  This got me thinking about why these names were the same (let's face it, what are the odds of two shows having characters that look kind of similar with the same names?) then I remembered that Disney owns ABC which owns 'Lost' and I was sad.  This is just another shred of evidence showing Disney's major expansion (and perhaps corruption) in the media. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interesting question, why would Disney have character's in two of its shows with the same name?  Most likely coincidence, but potentially a publicity stunt eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6773401695654525350?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6773401695654525350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6773401695654525350' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6773401695654525350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6773401695654525350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thought-that-is-topic-related.html' title='Random Thought that is Topic-Related'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-2975966846205376238</id><published>2008-12-03T09:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:41:15.289-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The 'Twilight' Epidemic</title><content type='html'>I just want to say before I type anything else that I read the first 3 books before they were popular.  Actually when I was reading them I was spurned for reading creepy scifi vampire books and now I am spurned for having no desire to read the fourth.  Well that's not entirely true, I do want to read the fourht, but not because I am obsessed, I want to read it because it is a good story that left off at a bit of a pinch in the third book and I want to know what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the media has gotten its claws into a good book every tween girl (by the way what does tween mean?) in the nation is in love with Edward Cullen (I however am rooting for Jacob) and fantasizes that they are Bella.  Girls who are in love with Edward seem to feel the need to be protected from everything bad in the world (as Edward does for Bella) by an incredibly jealous overprotective, formal/stiff, boy with incredible strength.  Now before I go on I must admit that after reading the first book I felt a little the same way, but after reading the next two books Edward is seriously starting to get on my nerves, why would anyone want to be held captive by their boyfriend's sister?  I find it kind of sad (not to bash the girls in these videos or anything I'm sure they're great people and all) that a girl would let herself slip so far as to become so obsessed with a series of books and fictional characters that she practically devotes her life to it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCi-vCGR-lU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCi-vCGR-lU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/celu8_KhWxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/celu8_KhWxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-2975966846205376238?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/2975966846205376238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=2975966846205376238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2975966846205376238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/2975966846205376238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-epidemic.html' title='The &apos;Twilight&apos; Epidemic'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-4432314939049771402</id><published>2008-12-03T09:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:41:05.148-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Trouble Starts With 'T' Which Rhymes With 'E' Which Stands for Essay</title><content type='html'>I have had some major difficulties with writing essays very recently.  To be more accurate yesterday I had an anvil dropped on my head when I found out that the essay that determines quite a chunk of my final grade had received a C+.  I am an A average student so one can only imagine how I felt.  It was ironic because a week ago I caught part of an episode of Gilmore Girls, it was a very early episode from the first season in which Rory has just transferred to Chilton and is taking an AP Language Arts class.  During the previously stated episode Rory gets her first paper back and is shocked to see a red D circled at the top of the paper.  I remember watching that episode and not being able to imagine the shock of a D paper and being glad that I didn't have to, but Lo and behold yesterday I practically did.  I struggled yesterday with deciding whether or not to drop down to a lower level LA class because I felt incredibly stupid, at the end of the day (literally) I decided the class offered a chance to improve my writing and experience a bit of college, besides I'm going to be a nurse not an essayist so no worries as far as my career goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had another anvil dropped on my head when the class was assigned another essay identical to the last.  I have no idea what to write about and am clueless on how to effectively go about writing that which I have no clue.  I don't even know what the purpose of the essay is supposed to be.  I am lost.  Wait a minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just grown a brain and decided to look at the essay options and they are indeed different from the last essay.  Hark, light on the horizon, I am saved.  This essay actually looks to be something I can write successfully about.  I think I am going to use my bad essay as an oportunity to grow.  I read throught the remarks last night and was able to come the the conclusion that my essay was filled of rubbish and had about as much use as kindling, but the comments made should help me write my next essay...I hope.  Well now that I have finished ranting about absolutely nothing important I feel much better and can now move on to a different rant.  Oh happy day (if you could actually here me say this you would know that it is oozing sarcasm).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-4432314939049771402?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/4432314939049771402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=4432314939049771402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4432314939049771402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/4432314939049771402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/12/trouble-starts-with-t-which-rhymes-with.html' title='Trouble Starts With &apos;T&apos; Which Rhymes With &apos;E&apos; Which Stands for Essay'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-415521069334096548</id><published>2008-11-09T20:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:53:33.719-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><title type='text'>Disney: Corrupting the Minds of Children Everywhere</title><content type='html'>Disney has began the downward spiral toward the plumbing at the end of a porcelain basin. Seriously what is the point of the Disney Channel anymore, all it seems to add to the world are more paychecks for shrinks all around the world. Whereas Disney used to show programs relating to everyday life (i.e. Boy Meets World, which I will agree is not appropriate for all ages, but still...) now it shows useless tidbits of children getting into and magically out of shenanigans all withing 23 minutes of air time. A good example of this would be Suite Life, a show about twin boys that live in, and seem to have free run of, a magical 5 star hotel. In the previously stated whimsical hotel the children run rampid and get it all sorts of shenanigans that in real life would quite possibly result in deportation to military school, but no, this is a magical story so the children always manage to get themselves out of trouble or at least escape a realistic punishment. What does this teach the children of the world? It teaches them that getting into trouble is okay, everything will turn out in the end, take risks, make major mistakes, break things, etc. because there will always be someone there to bail you out. WRONG!!! Sugar-coating life only gives children a sugar rush which leads to a major downfall later in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite possibly the worst show on Disney is Hannah Montana.  This show is about a teenage popstar who lives a "normal" life (in her ginormous multi-million dollar beach house) by hiding her true identity.  This show has pretty much the same plot as Suite Life except there isn't a magniforous hotel for the lead to live in.  This show (in a some-what backwards/under the table way) teaches children that if youre rich you can get away with anything.  It also teaches children (girls in particular) that highschool all about dating and being poular (not about academics).  I personally believe that Disney it's 98.957892470689741% to blame for the decline of human intelligence.  Texting is to blame for the other 1.whatever%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-415521069334096548?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/415521069334096548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=415521069334096548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/415521069334096548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/415521069334096548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/11/disney-corrupting-minds-of-children.html' title='Disney: Corrupting the Minds of Children Everywhere'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-5148221826596484462</id><published>2008-11-09T20:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:26:24.790-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Why I Prefer Not to Blog</title><content type='html'>I don't really like blogging, especially when it's a required act.  I much prefer random writings in a writing journal because that is strictly for my own purpose and I don't have to stick to certain topics.  Also I am having sooo much trouble getting certain things to actually appear on my blog like they're supposed to.  For instance links, I hve tried five times now to get a list of links to appear on my blog and yet as far as I can tell there are no links.  If I want something to appear in my writing journal then I simply put pen/pencil to paper and make it happen.  The internet is a complicated thing and paper isn't simple as that.  Plus in my writing journal my grammar and spelling were allowed to be crazy and now I actually have to watch said things (not that I actually am) which is rather annoying.  I also have to meet a quota of words every week which leads me to write useless filler posts such as this one here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-5148221826596484462?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/5148221826596484462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=5148221826596484462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5148221826596484462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/5148221826596484462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-i-prefer-not-to-blog.html' title='Why I Prefer Not to Blog'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-8494138620411807339</id><published>2008-11-09T19:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:15:07.068-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equestrian'/><title type='text'>Sentiments for PETA</title><content type='html'>PETA better known as People for the Eating of Tasty Animals, officially known as People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals.  I'm going to be very blunt, I harbor a great disliking of PETA.  I don't know a whole lot about PETA, but I do know that when the Eight Bells tragedy occurred this year PETA's immediate response was to start pointing fingers at people such as the horse's trainer and owners.  I found this act heinous.  What happened to Eight Bells was a freak accident and tremendous tragedy.  It wasn't an act of hatred or cruelty toward animals until PETA made it out to be.  I've got a question for all the PETA fans out there, say you've got a beloved dog that loves to play fetch.  One day you are playing fetch when by some freak occurence the ball you are throwing gets out of your yard (which I'm sure is fenced in) and ends up in the street.  Your dog, loving the chase follows that ball into the street and gets hit by a car which shatters all four of his legs causing him to need to be euthanized.  Does this make you a horrible person who has malicious intent towards all animals?  No, this makes you the victim of a horrible accident and quite honestly I don't think you'd like "animal rights activists" sending you nasty emails, writing you offensive letters, or picketing outside your house day and night.  It's the same with the Eight Bells tragedy, no one could have ever predicted that she was going to crash and I'm sure if she has shown any signs of injury before the race her owners would have scratched her, so PETA please get over yourselves and quit harassing people who really don't need to be harassed.  Here's a thought actually do something to help animals and stop pissing people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I might greatly detest PETA, but I do agree with some of the things they are sort of halfway fighting for such as shutting down horse slaughter houses (which are cruel and wasteful).  I also agree that most other slaughter houses present only a cruel and painful end to the animals they are in charge of and that needs to be rectified.  I am also against cruelty to animals which is why I am a member of the ASPCA who actually fights cruelty to animals while PETA merely protests it.  If PETA intends to be such a big name in the "fight" against animal cruelty then its members need to be willing to actually do some fighting, at least some fundraising for the ASPCA or some other such organization that actually does something to put an end to cruelty to animals.  So please PETA put away the picket signs, get off your bums and do something to protect animals without pissing people off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-8494138620411807339?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/8494138620411807339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=8494138620411807339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8494138620411807339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/8494138620411807339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/11/sentiments-for-peta.html' title='Sentiments for PETA'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-277310132592648442</id><published>2008-11-08T15:42:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:27:01.883-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>I don't really understand why everybody seems to hate the show 'Lost.' There are so many worse shows in the world, for instance 'Grey's Anatomy.' I suppose to each his/her own. I think 'Lost' is a most excellent show because it has something for everyone: drama (a disheveled group of miscreants crash into an island that cannot be found except by those who already know where it is whilst being hunted by something or someone, you can't really get any more dramatic than that), romance (husband and wife work through differences to refind love, a young pregnant lady developes a more-than friendship with a drug addict member of a major rock-band, a Iraqi militant finds and loses love, a love 27agon developes between a theif/murderess and practically every other man on the island, asthmatic step-sister works through her screwed-up past, present and future, need I go on? I think not), action/adventure (people are always fighting, shooting, getting kidnapped, escaping, thieving, learning things they shouldn't and running into major problems), intrigue/mystery (why are they on the island, who's trying to kidnap them, why are people being abducted, why didn't everybody die in the plane crash, what happened in everybody's past life, etc.), sci-fi (the whole thing with Dharma and their civilization on the island), have I left enything out? If so please let me know and I will find something in 'Lost' to represent it. I apologize to all the 'Grey's Anatomy' fans out there but seriously what does 'Grey's Anatomy" have besides sex and phoney drama? And why are all their scrubs blue? Blue scrubs are surgeon scrubs aren't they? Are they ll surgeons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obnoxious thing about 'Grey's Anatomy' is that it attempts to portray real life occurences and does so incredibly poorly/inacurrately garbling it up with sleazy crap that nobody really needs to watch on TV. 'Lost' however presents a situation that will never happen in a realistic setting for the circumstances faced by the characters. 'Lost' also has a deeper plot than 'Grey's Anatomy' in the fact that 'Lost' digs into the pasts and futures of each main character in order to better explain and portray the effects of certain events on each character. 'Lost' is a mentally challenging show to watch which might stand cause for the reason that certain people don't like it, they don't have the mental stamina to keep up with the plot. I'm not trying to anger anybody, I'm certain there are people in the world who don't like 'Lost' for different reasons that they can explain, but when someone is asked why they don't like a show and their answer is simply because it is a stupid show maybe they should reevaluate their reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have most recently discovered 'Lost' after finishing all five seasons of 'Alias' which is my favourite show ever and was created by the same writer/director and has music composed by the same person.  I highly recommend 'Alias' to anyone who enjoys watching 'Lost' as 'Alias' presents a similar mind trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-277310132592648442?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/277310132592648442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=277310132592648442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/277310132592648442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/277310132592648442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/11/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6140771529139741097</id><published>2008-10-30T09:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:32:59.904-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Torture in the form of endless dots accompanied by a Random Rant!</title><content type='html'>Why!?!?!?! Why must a student's intelligence be measured by a test of how many bubbles they can correctly fill in throughout a certain amount of time?  I quite honestly despise standardized tests because forcing a person get up early in the morning, pay to go somehwere they don't want to be, sit for 4 hours whilst filling in bubbles, then writing an essay is as incorrect morally as this sentece (and quite possibly entire post) is gramatically.  Teenagers (who are generally the people taking standardized tests) do not function in the morning nor do they function on weekends, so basing their future off of test scores from exams that were taken in the morning on Saturdays is entirely bogus.  I mean if a student must be forced to hav their future career based on said test-scores the least people could do to help them out is get them out of school to take the tests that way the tests don't impose on their leisure time which is usually filled with homework anyway.  The educational system of this nation needs to CHANGE, so somebody please FIX IT!  I love Saturday Night Live this year.  I actually only discovered it this year because I was tired of political comercials and the election.  Thus ends the rather short rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6140771529139741097?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6140771529139741097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6140771529139741097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6140771529139741097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6140771529139741097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/10/torture-in-form-of-endless-dots.html' title='Torture in the form of endless dots accompanied by a Random Rant!'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3862154946588211950</id><published>2008-10-30T09:09:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:55:03.138-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equestrian'/><title type='text'>Don't Even...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For all the people out there who believe that horse-back riding/any sport involving horses is not a sport, I have quite an argument for you. If you really wish to engage me on this subject go ahead, but be aware that I warned you not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Horse-back riding and all afilliated activites is/are (a) sport(s). (Is that messy enough for you?) If so here is what I'm attempting to say: Equestrians are Athletes! Most people who disagree: have no knowledge of horses, are afraid of horses, have never seen a horse except for on TV, or think they know everything about horses because they rode a pony at the county fair once and decided that was all the experience they needed to determine that riding horses is not a sport. Well I have a word or two to say to said people about their supposed knowledge on horses and neither word is very nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It takes a build-up of certain muscles to be able to control a two-ton animal and keep that animal's respect at the same time. For instance when stopping correctly one does not merely yank on those 'string things attached to the halter' (yeah, their called reins ad they attach to th bit which is attached to the bridle) one must sit down in the saddle and crunch ones abs in order to use one's tailbone to signal the horse to stop, if the horse does not stop then one must gently but firmly apply pressure to the horse's mouth by way of the reins while continuing to crunch abs. Even something as small as stopping the horse is a muscular task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another display of strength when riding is portrayed when one is 'going fast' (loping, cantering, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;galloping). During this time one must once crunch abs and use leg muscles to collect the horse and safely mmove in to the next gait. Whilst one is loping/cantering one must continue to crunch abs in order to stay upright so as not to fall off the horse and DIE, while also using their legs to keep the horse moving at the correct speed. Moving at high speed on a horse can be very dangerous so before you say "Oh, that's nothing, (compared to another sport i.e. soccer, football, baseball, what-have-you)" why don't you get on my green, speed-crazed mare and try it. If you can successfully canter her in a perfect circle while maintaining her speed, not falling off, not letting her run away with you, and getting her to slow back down, then I might listen to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Equestrian sports are the type of sports that build muscle, increase reaction time/mental capabilites, and teach a person how to control almost every muscle in the body which is what I think about every other sport in the worl also does. What most other sports in the world do not have is the imminent danger of serious injurey or death. Equestrian sports are more dangerous than extreme skiing (which is not something every highschool sport could claim), every time an equestrian involves themself in any way with a horse they are risking their life. This is caused by the unpredictability of a horses actions. At any given moment a horse could bolt at, kick, bite, or trample anything in their path. I have almost been killed due to horse-related accidents at least twice in my six years of riding horses, I've been thrown, run away with, knocked down, dragged, stepped on and almost trampled by a two thousand pound animal (for most scenarios) many times and I'm sure there are many more near-death experiences yet to come. Could any highschool jock say the same. I've watched friends almost die, and had a friend put into a coma by a horse, each one of them still participates in and loves the sport. Part of the sport is the thrill and the danger, the other part is the life-long friendship/partnership one makes with the horse they ride. Horse-back riding is one of the most demanding and rewarding sports in the world today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3862154946588211950?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3862154946588211950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3862154946588211950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3862154946588211950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3862154946588211950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-even.html' title='Don&apos;t Even...'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-1412342058659290244</id><published>2008-10-25T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:30:33.249-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>I was taking the ACT and then it came to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whilst I was sitting in agony attempting to decipher an essay about paper usage my mind began to wander.  Eventually it wandered to the topic of my blog (which was a rather short trip: essay -&gt;AP Lang -&gt;Blog).  I began to think hard on what topic I should write about today and eventually I realized it was tome to write about one of my actual blog topics: Movies/Television quotes.  Not just any quotes either, fellow bloggers may I present "The Gilmore Awards."  As anyone who has watched "Gilmore Girls" knows the Gilmores are big on movies and full of excellent quotes so The Gilmore Awards shall honor my favorite television and movie quotes.  (Please keep in mind that in order to find the funny/importance in some of these quotes you must have seen the show or movie so please do not complain/mock/put-down unless you have seen the show/movie and can answer a few questions about said form of entertainment)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Wow I Wish Someone Would Say That To Me Quote"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will Tippin(Alias): 'Syd I don't love you for what you do or what you don't do, I just love you.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Noah(The Notebook): 'So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for me, please? Just picture your life for me? 30 years from now, 40 years from now? What's it look like? If it's with him, go. Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again. If I thought that's what you really wanted. But don't you take the easy way out.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Westley(The Princess Bride): 'As you wish.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now that the most boring category is finished let us get on to the good stuff:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Best Quotes Compliments of Great Britain (,Australia, and possibly New Zealand)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Elizabeth Swann(PotC2): [indignantly] 'No! This is barbaric! This is no way for grown men to settle... oh, fine! Let's just haul out our swords and start banging away at each other! That will solve everything! I've had it! I've had it with wobbly-legged, rum-soaked pirates!' [starts throwing rocks at them]   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Evelyn Carnahan(The Mummy): 'He must have been somone of great importance or he did something very naughty.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Julian Sark(Alias): 'Did it have to be so filthy? I mean, really, if Rambaldi can prophesize the future, he might have advised me not to wear $500 shoes.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vala Mal Doran(Stargate SG-1): 'You know, I never thought I'd agree with my father but now I'm starting to remember about how he used to go about, you nurture them, and you raise them, and you teach them the best that you can, and then all they do is break your heart. I always assumed that his experience was just tainted by me.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Quotes and Dialogues by Elizabeth Corday (There were too many to fit in the British Category)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005094/"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth Corday&lt;/a&gt;: [on the phone] I don't care if it's raining fire and brimstone, you are going to get me to that church if I have to ride on your back like a bloody donkey [hangs up angrily] &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0661407/"&gt;Isabelle Corday&lt;/a&gt;: Perhaps you should eat something &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005094/"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth Corday&lt;/a&gt;: I do not need to eat. Nor do I need a spot of tea, or a moment of quiet reflection on this, my special day. This is America, and sometimes you just have to kick some ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005094/"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth Corday&lt;/a&gt;: That's it, then! I'm not staying here anymore! &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000381/"&gt;Dr. Mark Greene&lt;/a&gt;: Here we go. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005094/"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth Corday&lt;/a&gt;: Every faucet leaks, your toilet actually rocks! &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000381/"&gt;Dr. Mark Greene&lt;/a&gt;: I kinda like that. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005094/"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth Corday&lt;/a&gt;: And there are creatures scurrying about in the walls. Do you know what scurries about in walls, Mark? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000381/"&gt;Dr. Mark Greene&lt;/a&gt;: ...Bunnies? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005094/"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth Corday&lt;/a&gt;: I can't believe I was allowing myself to feel something for an absolute... &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005491/"&gt;Abby Lockhart&lt;/a&gt;: Bastard? Jerk?... Wanker? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005094/"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth Corday&lt;/a&gt;: He's a horrid little turd, isn't he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Elizabeth Corday: Bollucks to you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"The Lorelais Gilmore"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Do something to make me hate you! &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Um, go Hitler? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: What happened? The reception on the phone sucked. All I heard was "Rory" and "Chilton" and "Get down here." Whose butt do I have to kick? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: We didn't go to breakfast. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: What are you talking about? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: We came here. They broke into the headmaster's office as the big initiation. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Ugh, those stupid girls. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Uh huh. Part of the initiation was ringing a bell. So, that's what I was doing when security showed up and they called you. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: That's what you got busted for? That's it? Bell-ringing? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Yes. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Were you at least smoking a Cuban cigar while you were doing it? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Mom. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: No, I mean, "bad girl, how many times have I told you not to ring bells?" &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: [interrupting] Let's go. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: [continuing] "They can dent, or scratch, and they make dogs go crazy. Who do you think you are, the Hunchback of Notre Dame? Are you French? Circular? I don't think so." &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: I'm walking to the car now. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: [later] Was it a big bell at least? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[At the Yale-Harvard football game] Lorelai: Oh, wait, are you Pennilyn Lott, my dad's college sweetheart? Pennilyn Lott: Yes. Lorelai: You're my almost-mommy. Pennilyn Lott: Well, I supposed that's one way of putting it... Lorelai: I'm so glad to finally meet you. Let me ask you something - would you have let me get a pony? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Mom, it's just a pretend wedding. J-Lo has them all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: [at the town meeting, when everyone is talking about the bad things that Jess has done] I hear he controls the weather and wrote the screenplay to Glitter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: So, is this party Grandma's having going to be a big deal? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Not really. The government will close that day. Flags will fly at half-mast. Barbara Streisand will give her final concert... again. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Uh-huh. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Now, the Pope has previous plans, but he's trying to get out of them. However, Elvis and Jim Morrison are coming and they're bringing chips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Hey, I'm studying in there... &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: I know. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Yeah. I have, like, 6,000 pages of case studies to memorize and this whole big test on the Wal-Mart phenomena coming up on Friday and because I have a life and a job and business school's not the only thing I have to concentrate on I'm behind, and I'll probably fail and then that little 18-year-old annoying gnat who sits behind me will get another 'A' and make that 'I'm smart you're dumb' fact to me for the rest of the week and I'll be very upset and will possibly cry. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: The music's too loud. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: Heh, you know what I just realized? "Oy" is the funniest word in the entire world. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Hmm. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: I mean think about it, you never hear the word "oy" and not smile. Impossible. Funny, funny word. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0084105/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;: Oh dear God. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: "Poodle" is another funny word. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0084105/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;: Please drink your drink, Lorelai. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: In fact, if you put "oy" and "poodle" together, in the same sentence, you'd have a great new catchphrase, you know? Like, "Oy with the poodles already." &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Hehe. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: So from now on, when the perfect circumstances arise, we will use our favorite new catchphrase: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0088127/"&gt;Rory&lt;/a&gt;: Oy with the poodles already. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: I'm telling you, it's knocking "Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?" right out of first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"The Ultimate Gilmore"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0334179/"&gt;Lorelai&lt;/a&gt;: My brain is a wild jungle full of scary gibberish. I'm writing a letter, I can't write a letter, why can't I write a letter? I'm wearing a green dress, I wish I was wearing my blue dress, my blue dress is at the cleaners. The Germans wore gray, you wore blue, 'Casablanca' is such a good movie. Casablanca, the White House, Bush. Why don't I drive a hybrid car? I should really drive a hybrid car. I should really take my bicycle to work. Bicycle, unicycle, unitard. Hockey puck, rattlesnake, monkey, monkey, underpants! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"The Gilmore Awards" are a major work in progress so please be aware that there is MUCH more to come this is simply all my tired little brain could come up with after five straight hours of standardized tests. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-1412342058659290244?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/1412342058659290244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=1412342058659290244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1412342058659290244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/1412342058659290244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-taking-act-and-then-it-came-to-me.html' title='I was taking the ACT and then it came to me...'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-7333943897837957291</id><published>2008-10-23T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:35:04.892-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Woes of a Weak Immune System</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;As anyone reading this blog has probably come to conclude I am often ill and therefore I miss quite a bit of school. This has a tendancy to annoy some people which confuses me because there is nothing I can do about it. Other people often accuse me of skipping which is a major pet peeve of mine for if I was a "skipper" why would I work so hard at getting caught up in my classes? Why would I take a day off only to create extra work for myself whcih will take me a lifetime to make up. After all I have a zero hour so all tests and quizzes must be made up during class or after school. This takes more of my free time than I gained from the days spent at home ill, and since I was probably working vigorously on homework during those days I have lost more free time than I would have by going to school. One would think this would clear me of all suspicion, but alas there are still the few people out there who find it easier to believe that I am purposely missing school so that I can go to the doctor to be stuck with multiple needles and have giant q-tips stuck down my throat and scrambled around a bit. Yes indeed that is my idea of a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I was diagnosed with mononucleosis AKA mono which is popularly known as "the Kissing Disease." If I had a dollar for every time someone insinuated that I was infected whilst snogging I would have no need to go to school because I would have enough cash to fund my premature retirement. Alas (even though it would have made for a good story) I was not infected with a kiss. I was infected at the National Lutheran Youth Gathering in which every day twenty-five thousand teenagers convened in a room the size of a football field. It is not doubtful at all that while my group and I were walking through the crowd in search of seats a mono-carrier coughed or sneezed and I inadvertantly breathed in the toxins. You see there are multiple ways for a person to contract mono, one is kissing, but most commonly it is contracted through breathing in the remnants of an infected person's cough or sneeze. Here is a scenario which could have caused me to become ill: the sick person coughs or sneezes and covers their mouth with their hand then touches a chair or bleacher, the next day I sit in (therefore touching with my hands) the chair or bleacher which they touched, I take communion with the hand that touched the infected sitting apparatus and voila I contract mono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of illnesses I have had that would have killed me in the 17th century:&lt;br /&gt;1)Scarlet Fever (worst week of my life)&lt;br /&gt;2)Pneumonia (twice, once without presenting symptoms, the other while I was sick with the flu)&lt;br /&gt;3)Strep Throat (as a child there was hardly a week that I didn't have strep)&lt;br /&gt;4)Influenza (last time I had ran a fever of 102 for two weeks straight)&lt;br /&gt;5)Mononucleosis (lasted for 9ish months and now I'm dealing with the aftermath)&lt;br /&gt;6)A virus that posed as mumps by settling in my cheek glands and causing me to run a high fever (since the mumps test took a week to present results I was in quarantine at my house for a week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life rocks! I hope to be immune to everything by my last year in college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-7333943897837957291?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/7333943897837957291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=7333943897837957291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7333943897837957291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7333943897837957291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/10/woes-of-weak-immune-system.html' title='The Woes of a Weak Immune System'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-9002553482110617821</id><published>2008-10-19T16:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:35:15.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Speeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Speeding is stupid. Why do people have the need to speed? Most of the time answers include: "I'm late for work." "Grey's Anatomy is on in five minutes." "I'm past my curfew and my parents are going to kill me." "Traffic laws are too strict, especially in residential areas." "I like to go fast." "I have to make dinner." "I just do, besides rules were meant to be broken." To me this is intolerable so here are a few statisics for the speeders of the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are traveling 25 mph you will travel 85 feet before you stop, if you are traveling 35 mph you will travel 136 feet before you stop, if you are traveling 65 mph you will travel 345 feet before you stop. These distances are for perfect conditions in a small car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child hit by a car traveling at a rate of 25 mph has an 80% chance of surviving. I child hit by a car traveling 35 mph has an 80% chance of dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year about 5,000 pedestrians are killed and another 64,000 are injured in motor vehicle accidents in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speeding is a major contributing factor in motor vehicle accidents of all types and has serious consequences when a pedestrian is involved.&lt;br /&gt;At higher speeds, motorists are not as likely to see a pedestrian. At higher speeds, motorists are even less likely to be able to stop in time to avoid hitting a pedestrian.&lt;br /&gt;- A pedestrian has an 85 percent chance of death when involved in a motor/vehicle collision at 40 mph, a 45 percent chance of death at 30 mph, and a 5 percent chance of death at 20 mph.- In 2005, 78 percent of pedestrian deaths in rural areas occurred on roads with speed limits of 40 mph or higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed was a factor in one third of all traffic accidents involving fatalities, making it the second highest cause of vehicular fatalities second only to alchohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The economic cost to society of speeding-related crashes is estimated at $27.7 billion per year.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;If speeding doesn't get to you, then maybe some statistics about drivers who talk or text while driving will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving while talking on your cell phone is practically the same as driving drunk due to the decrease in reaction time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell phone distraction causes around 2,600 deaths and 330,000 injuries in the United States every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drivers talking on cell phones were 18 percent slower to react to brake lights and 17 percent slower reaction to regain speed lost when breaking, in other words they imped the flow of traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps these facts will cause some drivers in the world to shut off the cell phone and SLOW DOWN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-9002553482110617821?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/9002553482110617821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=9002553482110617821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/9002553482110617821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/9002553482110617821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/10/speeding.html' title='Speeding'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-6252054862516777647</id><published>2008-10-16T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:45:58.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>When Scary Met Funny...</title><content type='html'>I have most recently become amused with the "scary" movies of this day and age. For instance, whilst watching a scary movie how many times do you find yourself shouting at the TV "Don't go down that hallway alone/Don't answer that door/Don't turn around/etc."? I find that the stupidity of most main characters greatly detracts from horror movies causing them to become unintentional comedies. It causes viewers such as myself to watch horror movies with a large group of other highschoolers and place bets on which character will die first, next, etcetera, and who will be the lucky few to survive the entire ordeal. There is no point to scary movies such as these other than a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-6252054862516777647?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/6252054862516777647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=6252054862516777647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6252054862516777647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/6252054862516777647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-scary-met-funny.html' title='When Scary Met Funny...'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-7458996301790406426</id><published>2008-10-07T09:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:43:29.597-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Music Makes a Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Without music there is no movie and the same goes for TV shows। Music sets the entire mood of a scene and is perhaps the most important element of the production। Music can also ruin a movie for if a movie has an excellent plot, great actors, and a big budget, but fails to invest in an excellent composer and orchestra/symphony/you get my drift, the quality of the movie drops drastically from a movie that people will be raving about forever (or at least until the sequel) to a movie that has a "meh, it was okay I suppose" response. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music apparently also makes the commercial here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T5_0AGdFic&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T5_0AGdFic&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmkVWuP_sO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmkVWuP_sO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-7458996301790406426?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/7458996301790406426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=7458996301790406426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7458996301790406426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/7458996301790406426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/10/music-makes-movie.html' title='Music Makes a Movie'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2891954988071959591.post-3221800509509226178</id><published>2008-10-07T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:46:26.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Intro to FYE</title><content type='html'>Hola!&lt;br /&gt;This blog has no true purpose at this exact point in time. It will probably contain some sort of movie and TV show reviews, a bit of equine babble, and a pinch of random splurging. Youtube will be involved, twill be fun. Enjoy or not, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2891954988071959591-3221800509509226178?l=for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/feeds/3221800509509226178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2891954988071959591&amp;postID=3221800509509226178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3221800509509226178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2891954988071959591/posts/default/3221800509509226178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://for-your-etcetera.blogspot.com/2008/10/intro-to-me.html' title='Intro to FYE'/><author><name>Banch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624058473394712635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W8uGm8hzy-Y/SQO7AheWLDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OePsUL44VWA/S220/100_2924.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
