<?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-6412132</id><updated>2011-08-26T04:59:02.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff.com</title><subtitle type='html'>Stuff about stuff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-112748705260191358</id><published>2005-09-23T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:50:52.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Slave To The Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason that I haven't been updtating lately is because whenever I get onto my computer, I get distracted. Most of us have all heard of the popular game World of Warcraft. I bought and then returned it shortly after I found out there was a monthly fee. 15$ a month is hard for a 14 year old. So I moved on. But then I found a new game called &lt;a href="http://www.guildwars.com"&gt;Guild Wars&lt;/a&gt;. That is the reason that I haven't been. It is an incredibly addictive online game with great graphics and an interesting story line. And the best part is, it's free. I don't really know what I'm trying to get at here, but oh well. It's a fun game. Also, &lt;a href="http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/"&gt;Hurricane Rita&lt;/a&gt;, the third most intense hurricane that has been recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-112748705260191358?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112748705260191358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=112748705260191358' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112748705260191358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112748705260191358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/slave-to-game-one-reason-that-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-112657200552415746</id><published>2005-09-12T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T17:43:36.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For Some Reason All My Font Is Bold And My Title Had To Be Made Bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This week I was watching the US Open. Now, up until now, I thought tennis was just hitting a little green fuzzball back and forth. And it is. But there is something different about tennis. It just seems so much more pure than the big sports- football, basketball, and baseball. All of those seem to be filled with scandals and steroid accusations and stuff like that. Tennis however is just pure player Vs player. There is no worry about steroids or how much one players salary is. Also, in tennis, if you win, you get all the glory, and if you lose, it's not because everyone else on your team screwed up. I think i might get into tennis. Also, on a different subject, my sister thinks it would be good to run for student council at my school. I have already written about &lt;a href="http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_pointlesstuff_archive.html"&gt;that&lt;/a&gt; (it's the second post to the bottom).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-112657200552415746?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112657200552415746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=112657200552415746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112657200552415746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112657200552415746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-some-reason-all-my-font-is-bold.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-112545300972395935</id><published>2005-08-30T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T18:50:09.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's Official&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now it's official. School has started... Already I am tired... Hurricane Katrina is a terrible thing, I have been shocked/upset by multiple stories... Will update later when less tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-112545300972395935?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112545300972395935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=112545300972395935' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112545300972395935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112545300972395935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-official-ok-now-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-112390316136385375</id><published>2005-08-12T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T20:19:21.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Woohoo, 100 Posts!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is my 100th post and it's going to be all about my summer numbers. Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 posts on my site in 1 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 average hits a day&lt;br /&gt;Several hours in front of a screen&lt;br /&gt;3 dental proceedures for me this summer&lt;br /&gt;5 teeth pulled in one of them&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks until grade 8&lt;br /&gt;1 more year until high school&lt;br /&gt;3 summer flicks seen this year (Stealth, Fantastic Four, Star Wars)&lt;br /&gt;1 week at the beach&lt;br /&gt;4 times I watched Pirates of the Carribean during that week&lt;br /&gt;And 1 kid who is not ready for summer to be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-112390316136385375?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112390316136385375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=112390316136385375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112390316136385375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112390316136385375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/08/woohoo-100-posts-ok-this-is-my-100th.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-112294158140429819</id><published>2005-08-01T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:13:01.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Can You Blame For Not Updating! I Was Busy Doing Nothing!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I was at camp. SO!?! But it is the summer and it's hard to motivate yourself to update. I saw Fantastic Four recently. It was awful. It had to many character emotions. The whole 1 and a half hour movie was all about the character relationships and emotions and only had one 5 minute fight scene, half of which was cheesy banter. It was pretty bad and I was bored. Yah. I just realized that I lost my motivation to finish this entr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-112294158140429819?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112294158140429819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=112294158140429819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112294158140429819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112294158140429819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/08/can-you-blame-for-not-updating-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-112035016252979346</id><published>2005-07-02T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T17:22:42.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nothing Going On The Summer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you blame me for not updating? There is nothing really going on this summer. Right now I'm at the Jersey Shore for the 4th of July. Oh wait. I thought of something now. Just the other day I was watching TV (not a big suprise) when I saw a really annoying commercial. We have all heard of the popular kids CDs Kidz Bop. They are pop songs sung by kids. Well, these songs are bad enough when they are sung by the original artists, but they take to the next level of badness by making some bad kids sing them. Those are bad enough, but what I saw was terrible. It was one of those Kidz Bop CDs called Worship Jamz. What could be more fun than bad songs sung by bad kids? Religious bad songs sung by bad kids. Wait, just whenI thought it couldn't get worse, they say "These songs send a message we can all enjoy!" Yeah, if "we all" means christians. That is one of the most biased commercials I have ever seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-112035016252979346?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/112035016252979346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=112035016252979346' title='79 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112035016252979346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/112035016252979346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing-going-on-summer-can-you-blame.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>79</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111904390061415156</id><published>2005-06-17T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T14:31:40.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Waahhhh...Sugar Lapse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the summer (for me at least) it is imparitive to maintain a high level of sugar. And what happens when I forget to do this. I crash. I sleep for more than half the day and then veg out when I'm awake. And I have a headache. Anyway, there isn't much to write about... Um... Yeah. Oh. They should make a combonation of Napoleon Dynomite, The Simpsons, and Family Guy. Erm, that's it. Hmm... Boring post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111904390061415156?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111904390061415156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111904390061415156' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111904390061415156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111904390061415156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/06/waahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111799519690641470</id><published>2005-06-05T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T11:13:16.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Baby Sitter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week my mom and I have gone out to Colorado to take care of my aunt who suffered many injuries from a bike wreck. While my mom does the house "work," I am babysitting my two cousins, ages 5 and 3. They are obsessed with Star Wars and the house is filled with the sounds of plastic light sabers hitting each other followed by a scream and crying. Speaking of Star Wars, this is a &lt;a href="http://atomfilms.shockwave.com/af/content/gangsta_rap_se"&gt;funny flash&lt;/a&gt; thing I found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111799519690641470?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111799519690641470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111799519690641470' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111799519690641470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111799519690641470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/06/baby-sitter-this-week-my-mom-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111749319498113214</id><published>2005-05-30T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:46:34.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I haven't posted in a while. There are several great reasons for this like, oh, my computer broke down and no one can fix it or I had to work on... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But the real reason why is when ever I do get to my other computer, I end up playing a game. Yes. That's the reason why I haven't updated for a month. A game. But in that month I have also seen the new Star Wars. In my opinion, it was a lot better than the other recent two, but it still lacked the greatness and depth of the characters in the originals. I'd tell you what I thought about the other two, but I already posted about &lt;a href="http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_pointlesstuff_archive.html"&gt;that&lt;/a&gt;. Oh yeah, I realized something about the guy who plays Count Dooku. It's Saruman from Lord of the Rings! I couldn't help but think what was a worse death for him: being trapped in a tower by an army of trees (LOTR) or being at the mercy of an old man and a wimpy teenager (Star Wars). Ok, well, I'm going to update more now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111749319498113214?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111749319498113214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111749319498113214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111749319498113214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111749319498113214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/05/finally-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111516836630449529</id><published>2005-05-03T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T17:59:26.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Deep Thought&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with end of the year, standardized testing approaching, I have been mentally preparing my self. In my deep meditations, I have stumbled across a most interesting fact. "Ugly" is a funny word to say. Ug, LEE. Think about it. Also, Burger King commercials, used to be worth making fun of. Hey, I even had a previous post about one. But now they are just either a wierd &lt;a href="http://img.slate.msn.com/media/1/123125/2065969/2093775/2107696/041006_BurgerKing.jpg"&gt;guy in a mask&lt;/a&gt; or abstract cartoon characters dancing to kazoo music. Both examples are just... creepy. Yet they are better than the deep voiced backround guy for the Hardee's commercials.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111516836630449529?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111516836630449529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111516836630449529' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111516836630449529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111516836630449529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/05/deep-thought-well-with-end-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111445594024761141</id><published>2005-04-25T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T12:05:40.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally, A Post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just so happens that the week after the play was a major testing week. Sorry. Anyway, I got to watch some good TV this weekend. The new XXX movie stars Ice Cube. Wait, Vin Diesel does the first and then does a kids movie, and vice versa for Ice Cube. Another commercial that is funny is the plastic pajama commercial. How do they get those kids to get up there and say that kind of stuff. "I will not be controled by my problem." The whole concept of having a bet wetting problem that ruins your life is hilarious. It sounds like the plot for a Jim Carrey movie. I gotta go now. Happy Passover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111445594024761141?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111445594024761141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111445594024761141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111445594024761141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111445594024761141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-post-it-just-so-happens-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111357220063190990</id><published>2005-04-15T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T06:36:40.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nothing To Write About So I'll Write About Nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to talk about now that the college basketball season is over. Except for that Wake is screwed because Chris Paul is going pro and maybe Eric Williams. UNC won't be that great either but they're getting some great freshmen. I haven't had anytime to update because I am in my school play and we have it &lt;em&gt;all the time. &lt;/em&gt;The play is &lt;a href="http://www.hallmarkent.com/data/properties/ByeByeBirdie/ByeByeBirdie_large.jpg"&gt;Bye Bye Birdie&lt;/a&gt;. ALL THE TIME. Also, I have been discouraged because blogging has become a small issue at our school. You know, kids giving their names and stuff. My site has been refered to as nothing but an obsession about UNC basketball. Not all of my posts are about UNC. Only about &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;95 percent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of my posts are about UNC. Wow, I really have nothing to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111357220063190990?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111357220063190990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111357220063190990' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111357220063190990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111357220063190990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/04/nothing-to-write-about-so-ill-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111307039196519294</id><published>2005-04-09T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T11:13:11.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Box Stores Starting with "Wal" Need To Die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that means WalGreens and WalMart. At first I just thought that their commercials were creepy/boring/annoying. I mean, who wants to hear about some family who goes fishing a lot? Ok, so many companies have irritating commercials. Then I noticed that their stores are huge, oppressing, and ugly. Not only that, THEY ARE EVERYWHERE. I mean, in my town, they are building two WalGreens within about two miles from eachother on the same street. One is across from Eckerds! I geuss that they will both live because they sell Tums and are next to a McDonalds. And last, they are completely destroying all small, local businesses. "Wal" stores need to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111307039196519294?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111307039196519294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111307039196519294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111307039196519294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111307039196519294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/04/box-stores-starting-with-wal-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111281976091389332</id><published>2005-04-06T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T09:44:14.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To Many Possible Titles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are to many possible titles for this post but I only want to talk about one. The one Carolina won. WOOHOO! THEY WON! Now I can stop counting the one they one in the 1920's to say that UNC has won more than Duke. Ha. Ha. I need to go soon so... YAY! THEY WON! UNC UNC UNC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111281976091389332?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111281976091389332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111281976091389332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111281976091389332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111281976091389332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-many-possible-titles-there-are-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111248577169660737</id><published>2005-04-02T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T15:49:31.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Final Four&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNC is in the Final Four. Woohoo! Michigan State is going to be very hard to beat. Not woohoo! The everyone says that Carolina's defence is awful and therefore they will lose. Em, no. UNC actually has a very good defence. It's just their offence is so good that it makes their defence look bad. If that makes sense. Rereading... Ok, so that's a little weird sounding, but Carolina's D is &lt;em&gt;intense. &lt;/em&gt;If they play tough and intense, they will win. They certainly have the talent.&lt;br /&gt;           There are a lot of commercials in this tournement. Ok. Everyone watches this, but still. Two of the frequently shown commercials show Mike "I'm not going to try spell your name". There are two reasons I don't like this. A: He's a &lt;a href="http://www.butcherknife.com/fark/ratface.jpg"&gt;rat face&lt;/a&gt;. And B: No doubt there are several talented high-school students watching the game. What kind of message does it send to these students to see Coach K everywhere. They are going to want to play for him. Hey! Commercial people. His team didn't even make the Elite 8! Gawd (Haha, I spelled 'God' Wrong)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111248577169660737?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111248577169660737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111248577169660737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111248577169660737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111248577169660737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/04/final-four-unc-is-in-final-four.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111169179074480742</id><published>2005-03-24T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:16:30.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing better than having your favorite team in the NCAA tournement is having your favorite team in the NCAA tournement and it being spring break at the same time. I can feel it. UNC is going to win the National Championship. Villinova is going down. Everyone is ready for spring break. I mean, we are watching &lt;strong&gt;The Lion King&lt;/strong&gt; in school. It is definately time for a break. But while I am mentioning the &lt;strong&gt;The Lion King, &lt;/strong&gt;what happened to those old, great Disney movies? The great animation, memorable characters, funny and good plots. Now the animations all... pointy and dark and the plots are bad and the characers stink. And they are making bad sequels to good movies like &lt;strong&gt;Mulan II. &lt;/strong&gt;Yep. Did I mention that the Heels are going to win. Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111169179074480742?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111169179074480742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111169179074480742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111169179074480742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111169179074480742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/03/sweet-only-thing-better-than-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111134785132748244</id><published>2005-03-20T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T11:44:11.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NCAA And I Can't Watch It&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NCAA Tournement is heating up and I'm stuck in four hours of &lt;em&gt;play practice.&lt;/em&gt; UNC started playing four minutes ago. It's 60 degrees outside. And I am in four hours of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;play practice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Carolina has now been playing for six minutes. Thank god for ESPN's website. 7 minutes. How about Wake last night. A double over time loss to West Virginia. That &lt;a href="http://cbs.sportsline.com/collegebasketball/players/playerpage/529922"&gt;Gansy&lt;/a&gt; kid killed them. 9 minutes. It's not a bad thing that they lost but it kills my bracket. I had Wake in the final four. Losing. 10 minutes. I don't know how much longer I can hold out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111134785132748244?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111134785132748244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111134785132748244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111134785132748244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111134785132748244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/03/ncaa-and-i-cant-watch-it-ncaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-111049836325730980</id><published>2005-03-10T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T15:46:03.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lack Of Posts Gives Me A Lot To Write About And An Extremely Long Title&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I finally got to come to the computer to blog. So much to say... Alright. #1 is: HOW BOUT THEM HEELS!?!?! That was an amazing performance by the whole team and Sean May (26 points, 25 rebounds, eight consecutive double-doubles). I mean, Duke just doesn't give up those kind of leads with that amount of time left. That was a great game. #2 EXTRA EXTRA, WAKE STAR, CHRIS PAUL, WAS FOUND SEXUALLY HARASSING JULIUS HODGE ON THE COURT. Not really, but Chris Paul did intentionally hit Julius Hodge in the crotch. Actually, according to Julius Hodge, he was hit in the &lt;em&gt;privates. &lt;/em&gt;C'mon. You're in college, not pre-school. #3 When I was flipping through the TV channels the other day, I came upon a Nickelodian (if that's how you spell it) show where they openly said 'boobs'. THEY CAN'T DO THAT! It's the #1 &lt;em&gt;kids &lt;/em&gt;network. Maybe they should get Julius Hodge to write their scripts for them. #4 Who saw those Lady Heels on Monday? Blowing out Duke in the ACC Tournement. That was great. Tar Heels were led by &lt;a href="http://tarheelblue.collegesports.com/sports/w-baskbl/mtt/latta_ivory00.html"&gt;Ivory Latta.&lt;/a&gt; #5 Last and least is when I get pestered so much until I have to mention someone on my blog. I devoted a whole &lt;em&gt;two sentences &lt;/em&gt;in this post for you, "I'm not going type your name."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-111049836325730980?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/111049836325730980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=111049836325730980' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111049836325730980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/111049836325730980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/03/lack-of-posts-gives-me-lot-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110964048799353859</id><published>2005-02-28T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T17:28:07.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ah, A Commercial To Trash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the perfect commercial to mock. We have all seen the 'check into cash' commercial. You know, the catchy little jingle. 'You got a money mayday? Check into Cash!' Well that's cheesey and all but the actual commercial is awful. First, the actual thing that they're advertising is bad. With high interest rates, Check Into Cash will steal your money. And the way they sell it... They have a rather elderly woman at the grocery store waiting for the cashier. She says to the lady in front of her(a complete stranger) something along the lines of 'My checking is low. I don't have enough money to get through the month.' Good. God. Who says that to a stranger. Of course the lady says 'check into cash.' The first lady smiles as if it was so clear. 'Check into cash!' Wow. This store is going all out. They have got a little &lt;a href="http://www.checkintocash.com/images/MrJonesBob2.jpg"&gt;mascot&lt;/a&gt; thing going. Hey, they even have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://stores.safeshopper.com/10/00/13/70/62/images/s0uwgje.jpg"&gt;beanie baby&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;of the mascot. Ah yes, check into cash is now among the Amazing Spiral Hover Disk and Gogurt in &lt;a href="http://www.sjfanboy.com/cbg.gif"&gt;worst idea(s) ever&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110964048799353859?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110964048799353859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110964048799353859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110964048799353859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110964048799353859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/ah-commercial-to-trash-i-have-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110960819759494888</id><published>2005-02-28T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T08:29:57.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We Are The Champions, My Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, three ACC basketball posts in a row. I gotta find a good, mockable commercial or some other dumb media thing. Any way, that was some game last night. I think that this proves that the Heels can get a national championship. They will be able to if they are determined, but many times this season (including last night) they got sloppy and tired. I need to find something new to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110960819759494888?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110960819759494888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110960819759494888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110960819759494888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110960819759494888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/we-are-champions-my-friends-wow-three.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110918611265561056</id><published>2005-02-23T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T11:15:12.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YEE-HAW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How 'bout them Tarheels. Maw, get the shovel and find a possum, we're eatin' tonight! Man, I could not be happier about that win tonight. This game proves that the heels can win on the road agianst a scrappy, motivated team without their star player. That should give the team a lot of confidence. Quentin Thomas needs it and then he'll be a very solid player. But I am feeling very good about &lt;a href="http://tarheelblue.collegesports.com/sports/m-baskbl/mtt/terry_reyshawn00.html"&gt;Reyshawn Terry&lt;/a&gt;. It's cool that he was my councilor at camp this summer. And Scott's three at the buzzer. I am annoyed because they played that stupid Alltel commercial like 50 times. I mean, it's a great commercial, but after the 30th time it just...GOD! Any way, I think they can win at Maryland this Sunday without McCants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110918611265561056?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110918611265561056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110918611265561056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110918611265561056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110918611265561056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/yee-haw-how-bout-them-tarheels.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110911849800147300</id><published>2005-02-22T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T16:28:18.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Start Your Tractors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the NC State vs UNC game. Usually, I wouldn't update about this game, but with State rolling on a &lt;em&gt;2 &lt;/em&gt;game winning streak and Rashad McCants and Marvin Williams being hurt, the Pack might upset the Heels. But to ease the nerves, let's have a State jokes: Why did NC State get astro-turf? Because they couln't keep the homecoming from queen kept grazing! Haha. Get's me every time. I also look forward to seeing that new &lt;a href="http://www.geico.com/video/webpuzzle.htm"&gt;Geico commericial &lt;/a&gt;during the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110911849800147300?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110911849800147300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110911849800147300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110911849800147300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110911849800147300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/start-your-tractors-tonight-is-nc.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110857734764110046</id><published>2005-02-16T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T10:09:07.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;New Games Page&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have updated the &lt;a href="http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_pointlesstuff_archive.html"&gt;games page.&lt;/a&gt; It has some flash movies, too. To get there without this, it's the first on the archive menu at the top right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110857734764110046?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110857734764110046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110857734764110046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110857734764110046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110857734764110046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-games-page-i-have-updated-games.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110848626853387837</id><published>2005-02-15T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T08:51:08.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;VH1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second three letter titled post in a while. Any way, VH1 was the first non-cartoon channel I started watching (besides ESPN) , because it is conviently in between the two big cartoon stations. When I started watching it, I thought I was so cool because I wasn't watching &lt;em&gt;baby &lt;/em&gt;shows any more. But recently, I started to realize that all they care about are celebrities and clip shows. I swear, they are going to have a "greatest clip show" clip show one day. But the celebrity thing. Their reality slogan is "Celeb-reality, It's More Interesting With Famous People." C'mon. I think that regulars on their shows besides the ones on the "I love the what evers" sign a contract that says "I,_____, promise that I have no life what so ever and hereby promise to comit to constantly obsess myself with the personal events of others lives." The only thing sadder is a thirteen year old who watches them and blogs on a regular basis. Wait. Forget that last part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110848626853387837?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110848626853387837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110848626853387837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110848626853387837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110848626853387837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/vh1-this-is-my-second-three-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110814912216512518</id><published>2005-02-11T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T11:12:44.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Duke (Which I Hate)...(Very Much)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time that I wrote this because in the middle of publishing, my connection died. I hate this. But I hate Duke more. Very more (yes, I know that didn't make grammatical sense). Yes, Duke. You know, all Duke artists are mocked until they change profession. I mean, THEY'RE SO UGLY WITH THAT &lt;a href="http://sportsmed.starwave.com/i/magazine/new/duke_fans.jpg"&gt;BODY PAINT&lt;/a&gt;. And Shavlik Randolph is a 6 foot 10 skeleton with a buzz cut. Yes, I hate Duke. The only sports related thing that almost comes close to equaling my hate of Duke is &lt;a href="http://media.gatewaync.com/wsj/photos/2003/wake/bb/indiana/wakeiu2.jpg"&gt;Vytas Danelius&lt;/a&gt; scoring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110814912216512518?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110814912216512518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110814912216512518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110814912216512518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110814912216512518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/duke-which-i-hate_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110791828773328900</id><published>2005-02-08T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T19:06:44.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Best Flash Movie Ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I only think it's funny because it's 10 on a weeknight. &lt;a href="http://www.funnypart.com/funny_flash/ducktales_2_residuck_evil.shtml"&gt;Linky Link Link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, two posts in one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110791828773328900?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110791828773328900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110791828773328900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110791828773328900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110791828773328900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/best-flash-movie-ever-maybe-i-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110791076592564349</id><published>2005-02-08T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T16:59:25.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here Come The Dukies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was just a coincedence that the day after I wrote about the weather, it was 70 degrees and sunny. Maybe it's an omen that Carolina will beat Duke. Some say that Duke will beat UNC because they're better. No. If they win, it will be because it's so hard to win in a tiny stadium filled with blue, half naked colledge guys and high pitched screaming girls. Carolina better win to prove that they can win on the road. See, I come from a family with a tradition of hating Duke. When my sister was little, she saw coach I'm not even going to try spell his name shouting at a ref. She said "sit down wat face" (wat is rat for children to young to pronounce R's). My dad then said "that's coach Rat face, darling. Duke is arguably the best 3 on 3 team in the ACC, but they have nothing other than that. Duke has no great talent outside their big 3. They WILL lose. Mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110791076592564349?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110791076592564349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110791076592564349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110791076592564349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110791076592564349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/here-come-dukies-maybe-it-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110781118380038780</id><published>2005-02-07T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T13:19:43.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Hate The Winter/Patriots Post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Virginia, you might enjoy a winter wonderland of snow and cancelled school. In South Carolina, you might experience nice, balmy weather. But in the state of North Carolina, you would experience cold weather and rain and any snow that might cancel school is immediately followed by a 50 degree day and then the temperatures drop again. Bottom line, this winter stinks. As I enter my fourth consecutive, uninterupted week of school, the strains on me are both mental and physical, as it is cold and dark in the morning, therefore making it hard to blog. So, along comes the Super Bowl. A chance to raise my spirits by seeing the Eagles beat the "I win because of the &lt;em&gt;tuck rule&lt;/em&gt;" Patriots. But, no. They won. I hate the Pats, winter weekend eating science projects, and this winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110781118380038780?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110781118380038780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110781118380038780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110781118380038780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110781118380038780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-hate-winterpatriots-post-in-virginia.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110719038766364199</id><published>2005-01-31T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T08:53:07.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First Year &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday pointlesstuff.blogspot.com! You're a year old today! Like many of my posts, this one is being done in science class. Some teachers are not very organized. My teacher told us about the test I just took Wednesday. She said we should study over the weekend. But this weekend was the weekend that the class needed most for the project &lt;strong&gt;she &lt;/strong&gt;assigned. And I also needed to wa&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tch the tar he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;els play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And they played great. I mean, you have to be beating a team by 50 to be able to put in your scrubs with &lt;em&gt;8 minutes left!!!&lt;/em&gt; Ok, time for lunch. &lt;a href="http://pudgygreeting.com/graphics/birthday/cake.jpg"&gt;Happy birthday&lt;/a&gt; my website!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110719038766364199?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110719038766364199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110719038766364199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110719038766364199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110719038766364199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-year-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110670263463226444</id><published>2005-01-25T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T17:23:54.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wake The Neighbors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't say anything about the Wake basketball team until they lose in the tournament to UNC, but I can sure as heck make fun of their slogans and merchendise! When Wake first started making those tie-dye tee shirts for their students and started advertising their slogan "Wake The Neighbors," I thought it was clever and good for a small school starting to have a big basketball program. When they first started mass producing the shirts I thought, 'good for them.' Then I started seeing my dorky friends wearing them around school. I got over it. But at the ACC tournament last year, some &lt;em&gt;older&lt;/em&gt; wake fans stood up in the tie-dye shirts and started chanting 'yeah! Wake the neighbors!' I also got over that, but started getting a little annoyed, not just by that, but because I couldn't and currently can't get that stupid little song that they play at the games and on commercials out of my head. And then today I lost all respect for the campaign when I saw a rather elderly woman exiting the grocery store wearing the updated 'Wake the nation' shirt while on her walker. Wake, despite beating UNC, I like your basketball program, but I dislike your advertising &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110670263463226444?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110670263463226444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110670263463226444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110670263463226444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110670263463226444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/01/wake-neighbors-well-i-cant-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110645160398197302</id><published>2005-01-22T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T10:47:24.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Shame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I don't know why I'm blogging right now. I just gotta say that I'm upset that UNC and Wake don't get to play again. And &lt;a href="http://www.acchoops.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.acchoops.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; has got the ACC coverage, um, covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110645160398197302?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110645160398197302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110645160398197302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110645160398197302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110645160398197302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/01/shame-uh-i-dont-know-why-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110572131706084203</id><published>2005-01-14T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T08:48:37.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Deep Breath Before The Plunge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAHHHH! I CAN'T WAIT ANYMORE! It's been a constant battle in my school. Wake is better, UNC is better. I can't take wait. I must see Carolina win and prove that this is the year for the Tar Heels. It's just been 'oh, well Wake is really deep' and 'Chris Paul is...' UGH! Though Wake will be at home, I think the Heels will win because Wake is not used to the pressure of haveing a great team. I mean, Carolina should win, right, c'mon, their really good this year, I mean, oh I CANT WAIT ANYMORE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110572131706084203?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110572131706084203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110572131706084203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110572131706084203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110572131706084203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/01/deep-breath-before-plunge-aaahhhh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110503011763872147</id><published>2005-01-06T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T08:48:37.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Short Thougts, Short Post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have a few things to say. One is why the heck is Ashlee Simpson still trying? If she gives another concert, she's crazy. She got caught on SNL and her last two tries with her real voice have stunk. She has enough money to retire already. Also, how 'bout those tarheels. If they beat Maryland by double digits, they are for real. And last, &lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com"&gt;Addictinggames.com&lt;/a&gt;. Pretty self explaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110503011763872147?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110503011763872147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110503011763872147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110503011763872147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110503011763872147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/01/short-thougts-short-post-i-just-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110468475849020476</id><published>2005-01-02T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T08:52:38.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Comfortably Numb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is just one of those days. The holidays are gone and your presents lay strewn around the house. My head has gotten used to a long headache, my mind is shut off. My stomach is sick from salty foods and from watching the movie Super Size Me. Never again will I eat at McDonalds. On to business. My town's local team has changed its name/mascot from the Greensboro Bats to the Greensboro Grasshoppers. Could we have a worse choice? Doubtful. The change is aimed at kids. Are grasshoppers fun now? People of the baseball world; any kid who didn't get the pun Bats isn't interested in baseball! Oh yeah, and the new slogan is Catch the Bug. I geuss they thought it was appropriate because there was a shortage of flu shots. I will probably never regain the little respect I had for the former Bats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110468475849020476?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110468475849020476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110468475849020476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110468475849020476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110468475849020476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2005/01/comfortably-numb-today-is-just-one-of_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110410140127992169</id><published>2004-12-26T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T14:50:01.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Late Christmas Post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chirstmas. What a great holiday. For me, it's thanksgiving only much bigger. See all of your family except for one family, huge delicious meals all day instead of just one huge meal, the Lord of the Rings III is extended and it's owned, not rented, two weeks off school instead of one half, and of course, &lt;em&gt;presents&lt;/em&gt;! Late merry christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110410140127992169?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110410140127992169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110410140127992169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110410140127992169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110410140127992169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/12/late-christmas-post-chirstmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110320574389060162</id><published>2004-12-16T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T13:06:28.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Tribute To Jessica Cole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a young age, Jessica Cole was diagnosed with a brain tumor. It was taken care of. After that, Jessica was a normal girl, playing 4-square and soccer and such on the playground, making friends... But then in third grade the news came that the tumor had slowly grown back and they would need to operate. Jessica left in third grade for her surgery and soon after we got a video of her saying that she'd be alright. In fifth grade Jessica was at school, participating in school projects, even joining the school play. But then we heard the tumor was back and they couldn't operate again. Jessica was put on chemo therapy. Jessica continued to fight the tumor all through fifth and sixth grade. She even got a solo in the winter concert. All seemed well. But at the end of sixth grade, she slowly started getting worse. It seemed impossible for her peers to comprehend that she might not make it. She started showng up at school fewer and fewer times until she stopped in seventh grade. A short time before winter break, Jessica took a decided turn for the worst. Late in the night of December 15, 2004... Jessica Cole was gone at age 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here now, remembering all that I can remember about her, I realize how strong she really was. Though everyone was breaking down around her and she knew the inevitable, she never gave up hope. Jessica Cole was an inspiration to my community and she will always live on in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110320574389060162?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110320574389060162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110320574389060162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110320574389060162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110320574389060162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/12/tribute-to-jessica-cole-at-young-age.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110313342256165428</id><published>2004-12-15T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T09:57:02.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MTV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is short but sweet. Pimp My Ride, Cribs. MTV has just become HGTV for homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110313342256165428?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110313342256165428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110313342256165428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110313342256165428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110313342256165428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/12/mtv-this-post-is-short-but-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110261142360232476</id><published>2004-12-09T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T08:57:03.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally, A New Post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been able to update lately. My computer was having problems with keeping its hardrive in and stuff. Any way... What happened to TacoBell commercials. They had those great and clever 'I'm Full' commercials. Now they're just pulling people off the street and telling them to throw papers up in the air as they stare at their terrible, fake fajitas with class D meat.&lt;br /&gt;      Also, why isn't Auburn in the championship bowl?!? Practically every team in their conference is ranked. And everyone likes them more than &lt;em&gt;Oklahoma.&lt;/em&gt; Auburn better get in or they should make a tournement. Actually they should just make a tournement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110261142360232476?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110261142360232476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110261142360232476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110261142360232476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110261142360232476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/12/finally-new-post-sorry-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110141219171033874</id><published>2004-11-25T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T11:50:34.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Ahh, thanksgiving, one of the best holidays ever. Get out of school, drive to Virginia, get up early to do a three mile race, watch the Lord of the Rings III, throw the football, play poker, rot your brain in front of a TV and of course, stuff your face until you are morbidly obese. Happy thanksgiving everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110141219171033874?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110141219171033874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110141219171033874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110141219171033874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110141219171033874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/11/thanksgiving-ahh-thanksgiving-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110105772499171202</id><published>2004-11-21T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T09:22:04.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's Over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. The bar-miztvah is over. It's just my mom, dad, sister, my cousin Lee, and some table decorations from dinner last night. It's interesting how something that takes so much preperation and time is over so abruptly. It is upsetting also that the Heels lost. They at least beat Duke in football. Also, how about that Pistons/Pacers fight. That was great. Shows what a great place Detroit is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110105772499171202?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110105772499171202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110105772499171202' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110105772499171202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110105772499171202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-over-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-110079740957966986</id><published>2004-11-18T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T09:03:29.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Dumbest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Of the Dumb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all heard them. Those few simple words that re-define the definition of terrible commercial. 'This wasn't one of those get rich quick schemes but geuss what, I did'. So, what does this really mean this wasn't one of those get rich quick schemes but it really is. I got rich so I could pay for my awful plastic surgery. The first time I saw that commercial I couldn't tell if it was a joke or not. This commercial upsets me.&lt;br /&gt;Barmiztvah in 2 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-110079740957966986?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/110079740957966986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=110079740957966986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110079740957966986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/110079740957966986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/11/dumbest-of-dumb-weve-all-heard-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109943968791354038</id><published>2004-11-02T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T15:54:47.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Multiple Points&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. My stupid mouth. I just got one of my teeth pulled and all I've had to eat for the last 11 and 1 half hours has been a chocolate milkshake. Any way, you might be wandering what commercial I was talking about in my title. An AOL commercial. You know, the one where all the members have something to fix about their bad programming. All I have to say is thank you for admitting you have a terrible service. I mean, what were they thinking when they made that.  It's a commercial just begging to be mocked. And also, how 'bout them tarheels the other night.  Maybe ACC expansion isn't so bad. When the heels lose, it's no big deal, but when they win, everyone notices. Welocme to the league Miami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109943968791354038?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109943968791354038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109943968791354038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109943968791354038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109943968791354038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/11/multiple-points-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109907655358017894</id><published>2004-10-29T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T12:02:33.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Another In School Post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some free time in french, might as well blog for the first time in a while. One of the reasons I haven't been blogging is because whenever I post, the Sox lose. Hey, but the curse has been destroyed and the Red Sox won the World Series. But this tempory bubble of joy in my sports world will soon be popped as soon as the ACC basketball season starts. In the Heels part of the coference does not have Wake in it. They traded the Wake @ UNC game for Wake @ Miami. They're commiting suicide. All of they're loyal fans are basketball fans and they now tore up the basketball for football. I don't know. Maybe it'll be better than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109907655358017894?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109907655358017894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109907655358017894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109907655358017894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109907655358017894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-in-school-post-some-free-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109810836792184518</id><published>2004-10-18T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T07:06:07.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Site&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I like this. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zombo.com"&gt;The Link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109810836792184518?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109810836792184518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109810836792184518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109810836792184518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109810836792184518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/10/site-i-dont-know-why-i-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109805243904020171</id><published>2004-10-17T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T15:33:59.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh, My Many Sport Woes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently my sports world has come crashing down around me. I knew that ACC expansion was going to be bad, but I never thought it would be this bad. They're killing the basketball in a basketball oriented conference. They trashed the league in so many ways, including trading the Wake at UNC for Wake at Miami. Also, the Red Sox have dropped three straight. The Raiders are also starting yet another brilliant losing season. I hope things start getting better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109805243904020171?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109805243904020171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109805243904020171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109805243904020171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109805243904020171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-my-many-sport-woes-recently-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109768260287604231</id><published>2004-10-13T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T08:50:02.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Too Much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres is too much going on to blog much lately. With the boy scouts and the school and the &lt;em&gt;stupid bar-mitzfah!!!&lt;/em&gt; The thing controls my life. I was about to ask one of my friends where he thought the accent was on one of the words on my torah portion. Until November 20 (thats when it ends) be prepared for scarce updates. One thing I do want to say is HOW BOUT THEM RED SOX!!!! I know they lost last night, but hey, they're in. I'm dead serious about this bar miztfah. I'm writing this in the middle of a science class right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109768260287604231?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109768260287604231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109768260287604231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109768260287604231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109768260287604231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/10/too-much-theres-is-too-much-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109710903880671854</id><published>2004-10-06T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T17:30:38.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Dumb Thing To Say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty straight forward. If I hear the phrase 'thats gay' again, I'm gonna hit who says it. I am not gay, but some of the coolest people I know are. I don't see why people have to care what other people do if it doesn't affect you. If you say that something is gay, it's kind of like being racist. You're judging people before you know them and being cruel to them. It's happened before with african americans, jews, hippies... you get the picture. Hey, as long as I don't have to do it, I'm fine. It's a free country and we should let people do what they please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109710903880671854?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109710903880671854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109710903880671854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109710903880671854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109710903880671854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/10/dumb-thing-to-say-this-is-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109655218105342470</id><published>2004-09-30T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T06:49:41.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Has Anyone Noticed That The Simpsons Are Awesome?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109655218105342470?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109655218105342470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109655218105342470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109655218105342470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109655218105342470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/09/has-anyone-noticed-that-simpsons-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109623710289733447</id><published>2004-09-26T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T15:18:22.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nothing To Write About Except My Lack Of Stuff To Write About&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the media has become more interesting or smart, but even if it hasn't, I don't know what to write. I mean, so many clever Geico commercials and now everyone us almost fairly entertaining. Even Skittles is good. One thing that I know still sucks are the Chevy or Toyota commercials, I can't remember which one. You know, the guys taking care of the shocked people and the clearence cash and stuff. I just can't think of anything. My smart-aleck-o-meter is way down since the &lt;strong&gt;Sheer Brilliance&lt;/strong&gt; post. I hope I make a comeback soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109623710289733447?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109623710289733447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109623710289733447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109623710289733447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109623710289733447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/09/nothing-to-write-about-except-my-lack.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109571468389934949</id><published>2004-09-20T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T14:11:23.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Weekends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like being trapped in the Newark airport. You know. Your mom shouting at the Continental clerks, waiting on the concrete outside for three hours, living on airport food... Fortunately, this was not my situation. It was my sisters. I was to busy enjoying myself during one of the best weekends ever. While this was happening, I was eating Chinese food and watching &lt;em&gt;Speed&lt;/em&gt;. There were several excellent things that happened to me thing weekend. Eating loads upon loads of perfectly cooked meat friday night. I mean, it was super rich. There was fillet mignon wrapped in bacon. Poker was played, money is owed, I played basketball in the aftermath of hurricane Ivan. I went to my friends Bat Mitzfah Saturday, and spent all of Sunday resting and watching football. In the words of &lt;a href="http://www.dreamscape.com/tuttle/images/Comic_Book_Guy.gif"&gt;Comic Book Guy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Best Weekend Ever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109571468389934949?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109571468389934949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109571468389934949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109571468389934949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109571468389934949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/09/weekends-nothing-like-being-trapped-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109525226437791449</id><published>2004-09-15T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T17:39:21.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Another Tubed Product&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I forgot to mention in my &lt;em&gt;Sheer Brilliance &lt;/em&gt;post is that GoGurt isn't the only tubed product out there. Another great product is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXTREME &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jello Pudding Snacks. These aren't your average everyday jello/pudding in a tube. It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EXTREME!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What is jello/pudding anyway? Another tubed product is Skippy peanut butter. As if I don't eat enough peanut butter by itself anyway. It's better than eating peanut butter. It's eating &lt;a href="http://www.dansipple.com/cartoon/images/i_skippy_kid.gif"&gt;peanut butter from a tube&lt;/a&gt;. I'd like to see what comes from one of those quality companies next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109525226437791449?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109525226437791449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109525226437791449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109525226437791449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109525226437791449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/09/another-tubed-product-something-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109476913320159474</id><published>2004-09-09T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T16:03:56.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sheer Brilliance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. This is just one of those things that I ask myself repeatedly. Why do people buy this product? The product? GoGurt. For all of you who don't know, GoGurt is a yogurt that is eaten from a tube. What could be more fun that eating yogurt from a tube? I could just picture the guys who invented this. 'Bob! Bob! I just had a vision. What if we made yogurt that you ate from a tube?!? We could call it &lt;em&gt;GoGurt&lt;/em&gt;!' 'Yeah, I like it Jim. It's just like an astronaut.' No wait. It gets better. Their advertising campaign is 'GoGurt, yogurt on the go.' Then there are a bunch of kids playing a sport and eating GoGurt. You know my question, 'What could be more fun that eating yogurt from a tube?' Well, the answer is eating yogurt from a tube while playing basketball, soccer, or other physically demanding sports. GoGurt gives the Amazing Spiral Hover Disk a run for its money in my 'Worst Product Ever' contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109476913320159474?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109476913320159474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109476913320159474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109476913320159474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109476913320159474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/09/sheer-brilliance-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109448840842871260</id><published>2004-09-06T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T09:33:28.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Not Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time I've said this. WE'RE SICK OF THE KID AGENT MOVIES!!! Spy Kids was there. Ok. But then come 2 and 3 and then Thunderbirds, Catch That Kid, etc... Alright. Getting a little annoying. But this gets me. This super baby movie. Heck, I can't even remember the stupid name. Oh now I remember. Baby geniuses or something. As of Rugrats wasn't enough.  All these movies are the same (see my post about Catch That Kid). It's getting really annoying. If they make another one of these movies I might crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109448840842871260?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109448840842871260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109448840842871260' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109448840842871260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109448840842871260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/09/not-again-this-is-second-time-ive-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109416289313022074</id><published>2004-09-02T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T15:08:13.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;50th Post: Trips N' iPods&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't written anything lately but I've been on a school overnight trip. Eh. Actually, as far as class trips go, it was pretty good. Food, facilities, hikes... it was good. Yes, the trip was four hours. But it was on a nice charter bus. But just about everyone had their iPods. Why does this annoy me, you may well ask. 'Do you have this song?' 'Can I use yours?' 'Man. Your tunes are weak.' At about the second hour it started to get annoying. Every person who has carried their iPod with them on a trip like that has driven me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109416289313022074?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109416289313022074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109416289313022074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109416289313022074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109416289313022074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/09/50th-post-trips-n-ipods-sorry-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109346855975459839</id><published>2004-08-25T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T14:15:59.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Man These Guys Are Good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the womens gymnastics portion of the olympic games last night when I saw one routine where the girl did a bunch of dancing with her flips and stuff. I thought 'that isn't so great. I can do that.' I proceeded to get up and try. There are so many words that could describe me. Ungraceful, clumsy, in pain, stupid... Those are just a few. In minutes, I was on the floor, panting and holding my hand which I had whacked. 'Ok' I thought. 'Maybe I'm not that good.' Those guys are awesome. But those judges... Oh see that dive there. She may have pointed her left toe too much. Oooh, she splashed. Those judges are relentless. I mean, the girl just did a quadruple what ever. Those olympic athletes are &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109346855975459839?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109346855975459839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109346855975459839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109346855975459839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109346855975459839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/08/man-these-guys-are-good-i-was-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109310441750853993</id><published>2004-08-21T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:06:57.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It was all a lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new little piece of info about me. I love all strategy games. And the father of all strategy games, the game that turned me on to strategy games, is &lt;em&gt;Risk&lt;/em&gt;. For a long time before the computer was discovered, &lt;em&gt;Risk&lt;/em&gt;, was my love, my passion. But as time went on, I become farther from the beloved board game, and last week, I found out that the game was nothing but a game of chance. I WAS CRUSHED. I was dominating, holding North America and alomost all fo Africa and South America. The my friend attacked my stronghold, Greenland, in which I had several more troops. And I lost. That was when I realized that &lt;em&gt;Risk &lt;/em&gt;was a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109310441750853993?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109310441750853993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109310441750853993' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109310441750853993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109310441750853993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-was-all-lie-new-little-piece-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109257537184648642</id><published>2004-08-15T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T10:19:49.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Despair, Utter Despair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my cousins and people who might be outside this state reading this, you are so lucky. I find myself sitting here one day before school starts, practically strangling myself. I mean, most of the time, I am bummed that school is starting, but I'm happy to meet the new teachers and students and see my old friends again, but this year I just don't care. How come they couldn't have made that law for N.C. schools earlier. Seriously. No one wants to go back to school in the middle of August. It's terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109257537184648642?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109257537184648642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109257537184648642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109257537184648642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109257537184648642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/08/despair-utter-despair-to-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109210412474427478</id><published>2004-08-09T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T19:15:24.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CapriSun Sport&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't how to start this so I'll just come out and say it. The product, CapriSun Sport, is awful. Really. They say that it rehydrates better than water. So does gatorade. So it's CapriSun, with five times the sugar in one half of the container. Besides, they have the most annoying advertising campaign. I mean, could they have beaten that thing to death anymore. The first time, when the ref scored the goal I thought it was a little funny. But then the hundred-millionth time, I started getting sick of it. I say, just stick with Gatorade. Or water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109210412474427478?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109210412474427478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109210412474427478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109210412474427478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109210412474427478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/08/caprisun-sport-i-dont-how-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109182619497878908</id><published>2004-08-06T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T14:03:14.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MXC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really call it well thought out or smart, but the TV show &lt;em&gt;MXC&lt;/em&gt; is argueably the most entertaining show I've ever seen. Most Extreme Elimination Challenge screams 'Hey if your a moron, watch me!!' Now, I like to think of myself as a person with somewhat of a life, but when I found myself laughing at the fake translation of the stupid amazing stunt gameshow, all hope was lost. Seeing these people throw themselves against a wall with velcro on their bodies is just to funny. Also, the obnoxious announcers in the backround are hilarious. &lt;em&gt;Most Extreme Elimination&lt;/em&gt; is so funny and if your bored, it's the thing to watch. And remember.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T GET ELIMINATED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109182619497878908?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109182619497878908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109182619497878908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109182619497878908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109182619497878908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/08/mxc-i-cant-really-call-it-well-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109110484623494357</id><published>2004-07-29T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T05:40:46.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This Land&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Watch a funny movie-song about George Bush and John Kerry. Click &lt;a href="http://www.jibjab.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109110484623494357?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109110484623494357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109110484623494357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109110484623494357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109110484623494357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-land-watch-funny-movie-song-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109088534263895501</id><published>2004-07-26T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T16:42:22.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cats Are Bad In Movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone noticed that there have been alot of cat movies recently. And has anyone noticed they've all been bad. Really. &lt;em&gt;Garfield, Cats and Dogs, Cat in the Hat, Cat Woman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;They have all been terrible. It's not like dog movies are any better. The whole &lt;em&gt;Air Bud&lt;/em&gt; series was stupid. I think they're bad because everyone already has those animals for pets and don't want to see cheesey, dressed up or animated&amp;nbsp;pets use a stupid voice for an hour and a half. Give me an animal movie with lions fighting wolves or killing zebras or something,&amp;nbsp;anyting except&amp;nbsp;what they've given me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109088534263895501?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109088534263895501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109088534263895501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109088534263895501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109088534263895501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/07/cats-are-bad-in-movies-has-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109080814751424490</id><published>2004-07-25T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T06:09:51.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Update About The Update&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe my last update made camp sound bad, but it wasn't. Sure we had to rough it all the time and put up with the annoying fat kid, but hey, we're in boy scouts and it's what we signed up for. I said the requirements were stupid because we had to know first aid in basketry. And the food thing. Not a lie. But it was fun on the most part. We built a large tower in a class, made a mini golf ball, club, and hole, and though I hardly slept in the miserable conditions of our overnighter, it was cool to build a shelter. On a new subject, the play was great, but both of my friends cried after it. Acting is like Yu-Gi-Oh in its own way. It's its own little sub-culture and after working with each other for a long time, it could be hard to say goodbye. To all of my friends who have been to scout camp, leave comments about your experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109080814751424490?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109080814751424490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109080814751424490' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109080814751424490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109080814751424490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/07/update-about-update-okay-so-maybe-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-109076962498631747</id><published>2004-07-25T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T08:33:44.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Random Summer Update&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I have just recentley returned from boy scout camp in Virginia, which as all of you readers who have been to a boy scout camp before know what a living hell it was. The food was barely edible, the classes had stupid, unnecessary requirements, and some of the sleeping conditions were unbearable. Still, a good time was had by all (except on the wilderness survival campout, where there was loud snoring and hard kicking and rain).&amp;nbsp; Today, I'm going to see some of my friends in&amp;nbsp;the local play, &lt;em&gt;Grease&lt;/em&gt;. Sure, they may not have the biggest parts, but one has a baton solo. Also, check out this stupid, yet entertaining rendition of the game, &lt;em&gt;Mario Twins.&lt;/em&gt; Click &lt;a href="http://www.gamecubicle.com/images/save/flashe/mario.swf"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-109076962498631747?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/109076962498631747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=109076962498631747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109076962498631747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/109076962498631747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/07/random-summer-update-local-play-grease.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108984356746438684</id><published>2004-07-14T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T15:19:27.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Spiderman 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been out for a few weeks and I've already seen it twice. Spiderman 2 is a very good movie, which is suprising because it is a sequel. What makes it a good movie are the awesome fight scenes and that it kind of makes fun of itself subtly. But the movie only has two different scenes: fighting and emotional. After awhile the emotions become somewhat repetitive. And the whole subplot where Spiderman loses his powers is completely unnecessary, though it is funny at times. The fight scenes are incredible and the villian rocks. This movie is one of those movies that you'll rent and watch on rainy days and be talking about constantly for and hour or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108984356746438684?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108984356746438684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108984356746438684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108984356746438684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108984356746438684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/07/spiderman-2-its-only-been-out-for-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108899348960232234</id><published>2004-07-04T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T19:11:29.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WooHoo! I'm Updating In The Summer 2: Beach Addition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I never thought that I would update twice in the summer, but here I am, down the Jersey shore, writing. It's very hard to concentrate on what I'm doing with the fireworks exploding behind me and Idependence Day playing in front of me. This has been one heck of a trip. I played in a Mini Golf Championship this morning and have been watching random people celebrate our country's independence by blowing up a small part of it. I can hardly breathe right now because I have been inhaling so much gun powder and other explosive chemicals. My family has been coming and leaving though out the week. Just the other day, my 4 year old cousin and my grandfather were watching TV. When I left the room, my cousin was pestering my grandfather to watch cartoons. When I came back 2 minutes later, they were watching South Park. This summer rocks so far and happy 4th of July! My lungs hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108899348960232234?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108899348960232234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108899348960232234' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108899348960232234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108899348960232234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/07/woohoo-im-updating-in-summer-2-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108700116014788757</id><published>2004-06-11T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T17:46:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WooHoo! I'm Updating In The Summer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got two things to say. One is, I went and saw the new Harry Potter movie recently. It kicks the other two movies butts. Still, I find the Harry Potter series to be somewhat repetitive. I mean, Harry gets in trouble before he goes to school. He then suspects something and continually gets into trouble. Near the end, he makes a big run through several obsticals and comes to realize that the problem was really coming from who he least suspected. Then he gets some amazing fight that he's supposed to die in and barely gets away to go hug is friends and laugh. Next year, the same thing happens. &lt;br /&gt;      The other thing is about slip'n slides. They stink! You hardly get wet and they rip a layer of sking off your chest. I saw this Pirates of the Carribean slip'n slide and I thought 'wait a minute! Isn't that the same slip'n slide as before with a crossbones?' Also, the commercial for it is terrible. It's like watching an old japanese movie. And there are several stupid things in it like a close up of a kids head while he says 'arr!' There are several other things like this product like the Shrek Operation game. It's the same thing except the clown is fat and green. Products like that might be alright sometimes are ruined by their commercials.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108700116014788757?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108700116014788757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108700116014788757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108700116014788757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108700116014788757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/06/woohoo-im-updating-in-summer-ive-got_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108567982074954956</id><published>2004-05-27T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T10:43:40.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Summer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I haven't written anything lately, but you better get used to it, because it's SUMMER VACATION!!! So stop checking once a week and start checking once a month for new posts until September. Until then, I hope everyone has an equally sugar induced, sunburned, lazy summer as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108567982074954956?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108567982074954956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108567982074954956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108567982074954956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108567982074954956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/05/summer-im-sorry-that-i-havent-written.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108492163924993160</id><published>2004-05-18T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T16:07:19.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why The Simpsons Rock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've heard talk from my friends about how South Park, Futurama, The Family Guy, ect. are great. I was distressed by these remarks. Why do they even bother to watch these when there's The Simpsons. When I told them how superior the Simpsons was, they disagreed. This happened in one episode, one person said this...So? The Simpsons has all the great main characters, remarks, and actions nad if they just had that, they would be an average animated comedy. But they're not your average comedy. They have something that no one else has. &lt;em&gt;Secondary characters.&lt;/em&gt; That's it. These other shows have some secondary people that show up once in a while, but this show has many funny secondary characters that show up all the time and are always great. Disco Stu, Sideshow Bob, Flanders, Doctor Nick, Lenny, Moe, Barney, Carl, Mr. Burns, Nelson... There are so many. What makes them so great is that they're spoofs of real people.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Hibert=Bill Cosby&lt;br /&gt;Flanders=Super Religion Man&lt;br /&gt;Comic Book Guy=Any Treky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These characters make the show great and any other show is obsolete compared to the Simpsons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108492163924993160?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108492163924993160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108492163924993160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108492163924993160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108492163924993160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/05/why-simpsons-rock-lately-ive-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108474460174050352</id><published>2004-05-16T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T17:34:33.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Crazy Game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our soccer team had our championship match today. I've told you about them. Five foot nine 14 year olds and me, the tiny 12 year old. First a thunderstorm rolls in and I thought we weren't gonna play. Then when we went out there, we couldn't find the team, but it turned out that we were playing on this huge championship field with stands and everything. Well, we don't have enough players in the beginning and went down really early. But we tied it 1-1. Soon after the goal I took a cannon shot in the stomach and had to sit. With the shot backed up by an intestinal parasite, the pills that I need to take to get rid of it that kill my stomach, dehidration, and heat exhaustion. I sat out trying not to vomit in the third quarter. I forced to play in the fourth though. We ended up losing 3-1. During my sick quarter, one of their players grabbed one our players shirts to keep him from scoring a break away goal. Our parents got really mad. Later one our players did the same thing and this annoying kid on the other team who had been complaing the whole game tried to hit one of our players. One of our parents got so mad at the kid, he said this 'why don't you just shut the - up, you whining little -'. The other teams parents called one of our dads whiny crybaby. There were many conflicts in the game and several injuries, and though I got sick, I had a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108474460174050352?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108474460174050352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108474460174050352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108474460174050352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108474460174050352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/05/crazy-game-our-soccer-team-had-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108465828362849248</id><published>2004-05-15T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T14:58:03.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Best Golf Game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually am incredibly bad when I play golf, but today I did alright. Well, alright for me (I got two bogies in seven holes). It didn't start out to well, though. First, I had to drag myself off the couch and get out there. Then when I got out there, there were two freaky little kids out there, and I don't why, but they started laughing at me. That was really wierd for me because I was about to laugh at them. I mean these are two little captain Americas, golf shoes, 5000 clubs, pants pulled up to their chests, and even had a tee time. I almost hit them. Then when my dad and I teed off number 1, but there were to many serious players behind us. But soon we got started and I did well but got frustrated. I had this beautiful chip onto the green. Well, I really tossed the ball up there because I was so mad, but I still played my best game ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108465828362849248?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108465828362849248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108465828362849248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108465828362849248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108465828362849248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-best-golf-game-i-usually-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108449480741860835</id><published>2004-05-13T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:33:27.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Privacy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a comments system. Just telling everyone who knows my name, don't use it and for everyone, try not to use profanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108449480741860835?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108449480741860835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108449480741860835' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108449480741860835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108449480741860835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/05/privacy-i-now-have-comments-system.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108446897973442300</id><published>2004-05-13T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T10:22:59.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SI ROCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stuff to say. This thing is one that many people can agree to. Sports Illustrated is awesome. The way they covered the Ketucky Derby was so great. One guy wrote how everyone loves Smarty Jones, the horse from the wrong side of the track. Right after, Rick Riley writes about how he hates Smarty Jones because he does 124 seconds of work then rests for a year. SI just plain out rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108446897973442300?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108446897973442300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108446897973442300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108446897973442300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108446897973442300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/05/si-rocks-i-got-stuff-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108420797022544270</id><published>2004-05-10T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T09:52:50.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm Not To Happy With Sports Right Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't going my way in the sports world right now. At the beginning of the baseball season, things were going great. The Red Sox were kicking butt, they were at the top of their division by three and one half games, and were four and half ahead of the Yankees. But then, things turned went bad as soon as the Tarheels lost their to be star freshman, which added on to my list of ACC killers. First the ACC is getting expanded. Then Deng left the Devils, which is fine by me but it kills the league. And now, the freshman thing. After that, the Sox lost five in a row and are now fighting the Yankees for the top of the division. Hopefully things will improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108420797022544270?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108420797022544270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108420797022544270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108420797022544270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108420797022544270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-not-to-happy-with-sports-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108379463395301284</id><published>2004-05-05T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:03:53.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Funny Matrix Crack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch a funny Matrix crack. http:/www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/158218. Then click watch movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108379463395301284?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108379463395301284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108379463395301284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/05/funny-matrix-crack-watch-funny-matrix.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108324297546874960</id><published>2004-04-29T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T05:53:51.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hah! I Told You I’d Write Something Interesting Soon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a popular kid-teen book series written by the author Anthony Horwitz. His stories are about a 14 year old, British secret agent. I read the first book, &lt;em&gt;Stormbreaker&lt;/em&gt;, and couldn’t get enough of the guns and cars and crazy stunts to fight against a madman. I finished the book in a week. I thought it was the most amazing thing I’d ever read. That was when I was nine. Since then I have realized that the book was nothing but stupid, senseless killing. I realized that from chapter one (which I have read several times because I thought it was so cool) that the whole book was a big action kill fest with almost no plot what so ever. In the book he stopped a crazed man from killing people with small pox. Of course I had read the second and third book to find out what happened. Each book had its own madman with a demented sidekick trying to do something impossible. The most you could get out of this series is how to make a snowboard form an ironing board (which really happened in book two).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108324297546874960?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108324297546874960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108324297546874960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108324297546874960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108324297546874960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/04/hah-i-told-you-id-write-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108310388968444250</id><published>2004-04-27T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T04:18:16.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Lately...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not updated in a while so, here I am updating. I don't have any critiques or anything, so I'll just write about what I've done lately. This isn't like me, but I'm having writers block right now. This weekend I went on a &lt;em&gt;14 mile&lt;/em&gt; backpacking trip. I came back exausted and played in the first round of a soccer tounement. I play with people too old for me and I get pummeled. So it's me, an undersized 12 year old playing with 14 year olds who are getting ready to play highschool football. I have yet to sustain any fatal injuries. Today is also my mom's birthday, so happy birthday to her. I'm sorry this entrie hasn't been about important issues, like a Burger King commercial, but I had to write something and I promise I'll write about something you care about tomarrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108310388968444250?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108310388968444250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108310388968444250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108310388968444250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108310388968444250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/04/lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108198979806074198</id><published>2004-04-14T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:57:41.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Christopher Paolini, Why Write Your Own Book When Tolkien Can Do It For You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a new best selling novel on the book market called &lt;em&gt;Eragon&lt;/em&gt;. I read it and immediatly was captivated. By chapter three or five, I realized something. I was reading the Lord Of The Rings. Sure, dragons aren't in the Rings, and some other things are kind of original, but most of it's a ripoff. Let's see... Simple boy finds great power-Frodo&lt;br /&gt;Tries to hide it but old experienced guy finds out- Gandalf finding the ring&lt;br /&gt;Go to use the great power against dark lord- Saron&lt;br /&gt;      These are just a few examples. Some other things that get ripped off are Aragorn, Farimirs group, the ring wraiths (several times), Osgiliath, the large resisting empire Gondor, Orcs and Uruk-Hai, and the Shire. There are a couple of others and there are some that aren't even hidden. The Elves come over the sea and civilize the world. COME ON, CHRIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Still, even though it's completely derivative, it's a really good book and I enjoyed it. Read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108198979806074198?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108198979806074198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108198979806074198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108198979806074198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108198979806074198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/04/christopher-paolini-why-write-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108129378139184762</id><published>2004-04-06T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T09:00:18.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why Are We So Lazy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are the laziest things on this planet. We worked our way up and finally, when we reach the top of the food chain and make all other animals obsolete, we become lazy. This is just an example of our laziness. First we couldn't run, so we tamed horses. Alright. Then we became lazier and made cars. Now this is an extreme. We couldn’t &lt;em&gt;roll&lt;/em&gt; down the window, so we had to make a little button to do it for us. And we couldn't be warm or get comfortable by ourselves in two seconds, so we made seats that heated up and reclined. Maps require too much effort. Let's spend an extra 500 bucks on a navigational system, and DVDs and other useless junk. This is just one example. I mean, I’m being lazy right now, using spell check and stuff. In fact, whoever invented the software that I’m using to write this is lazy. ‘Hey! I’m to lazy to make a site so I’ll create a software for me and all the other lazy people out there!’ Wouldn’t be easier to just make your own site instead of making the whole software?! Back to the car. While we were busy making a literal car pool, we forgot that we eating away the ozone layer. We can spend millions of billions of dollars making these cars, but we can’t spend that money pioneering new, Earth saving, technology. We’re all lazy bums. All of you. Even the hard corporate genius who works 16 hours a day. HE RIDES THE ELEVATOR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108129378139184762?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108129378139184762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108129378139184762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108129378139184762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108129378139184762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-are-we-so-lazy-humans-are-laziest.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108060860153199614</id><published>2004-03-29T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T17:08:58.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Arbys Commercial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a new Arbys commercial that completely trashes Subway. Now this entrie isn't to support Subway. If you want a good sub, go to Jersey Mikes. And Subways commercials are almost as bad as Arbys. Anyway, the commercial says that Arbys meat is freshly sliced. I'm sure it is. But what kind of meat are we talking about. Is it freshly sliced squirrel? Or possum? Or maybe a combination of the two that they scraped off the road. Maybe Arbys could kill two birds with one stone. They could have freshly sliced meat and take care of their awful rat problem. Arbys may trash Subway and Subway may trash Arbys, but they both are terrible and I get to trash them both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108060860153199614?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108060860153199614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108060860153199614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108060860153199614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108060860153199614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/03/arbys-commercial-there-is-new-arbys.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-108033010829624566</id><published>2004-03-26T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T11:46:31.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Attack of the Pale Geeky Fans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always huge, can't shut up about it, fans of a video game, but some Halo fans are getting out of control. I'll be talking about something random in the game like blowing up a car or throwing a grenade at myself and then a Halo freak will come up and say something in Halo language like 'did you use the plasma assualt vehicle with extra gita traction?' NO! I was playing to flip a tank, not to recover the xerman gergen. There's nothing you can do to stop some geeks from being obsessed with a game, but Halo fans will ask you every week 'have you joined the fan club now?' It's really annoying. My dorky friends and I talk about some weird strategy game, but we never force people to join our talk or club or something. With Halo fans, you never get a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-108033010829624566?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/108033010829624566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=108033010829624566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108033010829624566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/108033010829624566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/03/attack-of-pale-geeky-fans-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107982495182537970</id><published>2004-03-20T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T15:25:54.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Spring Break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from my spring break, and I did so many things on it. I went skiing with my parents, sister, and my four year old cousin who could do moguls. I discovered that in the United States, St. Patricks Day is just an excuse to go get drunk in a pub. I stayed up late watching NCAA tounament games. I rolled around in snow and then jumped into a hot tub. Everything was so great...and then we left. On the way home, I puked nine times. I had to be pushed in a wheelchair because I was so weak. It was an awful way to end a trip. Now my plans are to just sit around, watch more games, and get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107982495182537970?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107982495182537970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107982495182537970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107982495182537970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107982495182537970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/03/spring-break-i-just-got-back-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107878583288343853</id><published>2004-03-08T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T14:46:58.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Confusing Thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really confusing. If a man lies all his life and says 'Everything I say is a lie', is it a lie or the truth. Think about it. It is one of the great mysteries of our time. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107878583288343853?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107878583288343853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107878583288343853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107878583288343853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107878583288343853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/03/confusing-thing-this-is-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107868203782199020</id><published>2004-03-07T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T09:57:01.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; DENGIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read some of my previous entries, you can tell I'm a UNC fan. And I'm bummed due to the game last night at Duke. MAN! That was close. But we couldn't stop Deng from driving and he tore us up. At least they're gonna make the NCAA. And I hope they get far into it. But I'll still love them even if they lose in the first round to Bethune Cookeman. Go Tarheels!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107868203782199020?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107868203782199020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107868203782199020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107868203782199020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107868203782199020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/03/dengit-if-you-have-read-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107841224050957184</id><published>2004-03-04T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T08:34:28.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How Far Will You Go To Make Student Council?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was our grades first year to have a shot at student council. I thought that I would run to have the experience. I wrote my speech, talked to people, wrote letters... all the usual required stuff. But some kids went overboard about it. Posters aren't really my thing and some people did that. But this is what got me. Someone was giving out Hershey’s Kisses. I asked for one and the person said 'You can only have one if you vote for this candidate.' &lt;em&gt;WHAT?!?!&lt;/em&gt; It’s student council, not the presidential election!!! Why the heck are bribing kids to vote for you? Why are you so desperate? It’s not like we have any power. All we do is organize dances and spirit weeks. They brought us the issue if we should sell something for the school and we rejected it. A week later the teacher announced that we were going to sell it. Oh well. I’m in it until next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107841224050957184?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107841224050957184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107841224050957184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107841224050957184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107841224050957184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/03/how-far-will-you-go-to-make-student.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107815296144802991</id><published>2004-03-01T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T14:58:27.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Tarheels Are Gonna Give Me A Heartattack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tarheels are so great, and I love them so much but... THEY ARE SO INCONSISTANT! They win games they should lose, like at Wake Forest or like last night at N.C. State. That's great, but they lose games they should win like at Virginia or at Florida State. And in every game they blow a double digit lead and barely win or lose. The worst part is that alot of my friends, who are Wake fans, give me crap about Carolina. So of course, I have to go and return the favor whenever Wake loses. Anyway, UNC has come a long way from last year, but I will still upset if they don't make the NCAA Tournament. Go Tarheels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107815296144802991?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107815296144802991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107815296144802991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/03/tarheels-are-gonna-give-me-heartattack.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107720213723576365</id><published>2004-02-19T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T06:34:48.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yet Another Commercial Critique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a new Burger King commercial where there are kids on a bus and one kid has a fairy god brother. When the kid tells someone about him, the fairy god brother says 'fairy god &lt;em&gt;bro.&lt;/em&gt;' From that moment on, I knew I would hate this commercial. Then the kids wish for Burger King and he says 'done and donner.' What? Is that supposed to be a ripoff of dumb and dumber? Do the producers of these commercial think that a stupid thing like that will make us laugh or make thier nasty burgers sound more appealing. Burger King in general is just really cheesy. What older kid is going to buy a big kids meal? The commercial goes on with more stupid lines and quotes. These stupid, cheesy commercials only make me like McDonalds and other bad fast-food burger places more. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107720213723576365?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107720213723576365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107720213723576365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107720213723576365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107720213723576365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/yet-another-commercial-critique-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107690018980327178</id><published>2004-02-15T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T18:59:06.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Old Starwars&gt;New Starwars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has seen the new Starwars movies. But has anyone noticed that the new movies are no where near as good as the Old ones. In the old ones they were like 'ATTACK THE ENEMY SHIP!!' And then Han Solo would come in and say something like 'YEE-HAW!!' Then he would blow everything up. But in the new ones they say stuff like 'attack the enemy ship, but first, an hour of boring strategizing with wierd Starwars talk like 'we must cause a chain reaction by detenating the Gita fuser, which will send a charge to the Yexaderman and... BLAGH! Just get to the gung ho heroes and the blasting. But instead of a cool hero, they give me Jar-Jar Binx. Me'sa no the michli inka shookla...&lt;em&gt;SHUTUP&lt;/em&gt;. Man that guy annoys me. Anyway, the older movies are better in every single way except special effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107690018980327178?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107690018980327178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107690018980327178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107690018980327178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107690018980327178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/new-starwars-everyone-has-seen-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107671527444398658</id><published>2004-02-13T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T15:37:37.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What's Up With Shaggy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know what is the matter with Shaggy? The guy must be stoned or something. I mean, have you heard the way he talks. 'Blaughf... hhheeey Scoob.' And this is the character we have on one of our most cherished kids show. I bet he had a love problem and he is trying to drink it away. Or maybe eat it away. That may be why he always eats. Man! You could lose any girl when&lt;em&gt; Freddy&lt;/em&gt; is your friend. &lt;br /&gt;Poor Shaggy. All alone in the world with that stupid dog. Oh well, maybe he'll find someone (if he hasn't already died from driving the Mystery Machine while drunk).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107671527444398658?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107671527444398658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107671527444398658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107671527444398658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107671527444398658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/whats-up-with-shaggy-does-anyone-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107659801831712041</id><published>2004-02-12T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T05:12:33.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; The Simpsons Rock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Simpsons ROCK! Is there anything else to say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107659801831712041?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107659801831712041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107659801831712041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107659801831712041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107659801831712041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/simpsons-rock-simpsons-rock-is-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107641902083421239</id><published>2004-02-10T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T05:22:02.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Yu-Gi-Oh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu-Gi-Oh is to confusing. There are like, 50 billion different kinds of cards. Trap cards, magic cards, fighting cards... All these stupid cards. And the kids who collect them spend all their time memorizing these crazy cards, instead of wasting their time doing other better stuff. Also, the cards have the dumbest names. Bite shoes? That card is a shoe with teeth. Really stupid. These cards are too confusing and stupid. Besides, Pokemon RULE! Well, at least they're better. How do I know all this stuff about Yu-Gi-Oh you might ask. I have some friends that got into the craze a little bit to deep and can't stop with it. It's like crack, only in card form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107641902083421239?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107641902083421239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107641902083421239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107641902083421239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107641902083421239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/yu-gi-oh-yu-gi-oh-is-to-confusing.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107627371301543087</id><published>2004-02-08T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T14:26:12.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Why Must You Mock Me, Ronald McDonald&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone seen the McDonalds commercial where there is a little girl spending a long hours of persistance and patience making a nearly perfect, snowman replica of Ronald McDonald. As she puts on the finishing touch, Ronald comes, picks up a handful of snow, and creates a perfect snowman replica of the girl. Then the girl hugs him. Now wait, why would she hug him he he just made a mockery of all her hard work? I would get really mad at him for not just helping me in the first place, instead of coming at the very end some stupid comment that will supposingly make everything better. Isn't Ronald supposed to help and make kids happy instead of mocking their work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107627371301543087?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107627371301543087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107627371301543087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107627371301543087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107627371301543087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/why-must-you-mock-me-ronald-mcdonald.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107627195076799579</id><published>2004-02-08T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T12:28:16.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Old People Commercials ll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who's seen the Rascal Scooters commercial, you have probably shared the pain that I have felt. I feel the way about this commercial that I feel about all other old people commercials, except I feel ten times more nausiated than usual after watching it. If I said anything else about what I thought about this commercial, I might get sued. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107627195076799579?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107627195076799579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107627195076799579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107627195076799579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107627195076799579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/old-people-commercials-ll-for-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107607937996487020</id><published>2004-02-06T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T15:05:24.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Joan of Arcadia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've all heard about the new T.V. show, Joan of Arcadia. Well apperently she talks to god. Now wait a minute. Don't people go to services several times a week to talk to god? We talk to god all the time! Dear god, help me god, let me make the play god. And yet they make a show about someone who talks to god. WHO CARES?!? If everyone talks to god, then why do we want to hear about this person who just does what billions of others are doing. And it looks really cheesy too. 'This week god wants her to join the debate club.' I think it's a really stupid show with something that is interesting the first time you see it, but it's basically the same episode again and again. Wow! Just like a Backstreet Boys song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107607937996487020?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107607937996487020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107607937996487020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107607937996487020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107607937996487020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/joan-of-arcadia-im-sure-youve-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107607397692819855</id><published>2004-02-06T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T06:49:20.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;I hate Duke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolina could have won that game last night, and that upsets me. But what really gets to me is how Duke fans are like 'hey! I won the game.' And I'm thinking 'no you didn't. You watched the game for a minute and then went to bed. Then you saw me this morning and remembered that Duke had a game last night.' Practically all of my friends that are Duke fans don't know Dukes starting line-up. So what I have to Duke fans is 'go away. You don't even care what happened.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107607397692819855?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107607397692819855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107607397692819855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107607397692819855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107607397692819855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-hate-duke-carolina-could-have-won.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107602810547513593</id><published>2004-02-05T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T16:44:07.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Old People Commercials&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed that there are alot of Life Alert commercials around lately? And have you noticed that the senior citizens are not just old and wrinkly, but incredibly ugly too. I mean, they have a million liver spots and have foot long nose hair. I'll be sitting there watching the commercial and they'll show these guys and I'll be trying not to vomit. MAN!! Those guys are hideous! The people who make the commercials must know that these people are ugly. Right? Apperently they don't.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107602810547513593?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107602810547513593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107602810547513593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107602810547513593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107602810547513593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/old-people-commercials-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107594282889919223</id><published>2004-02-04T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T17:02:49.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;My Big Fat Obnoxious Fiancee... Ugh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Big Fat Obnoxious Fiancee is reality show where a girl has to convince her rich, fancy family to come to her wedding as she pretends to marry a fat ugly guy for a million bucks. The family is so disgusted and cries and freaks out that their duaghter, sister, etc. is going to marry this guy. And what disgusts me is that people watch this poor family from their T.V. at home and laugh their heads off. Man! People such leeches. Also, the girl is a moron. She already is in a multi-millionare family and she accepts to do this and see her family suffer. Over all, the show, the girl, the guy, and the people who sit at home watching all of them being tortured disgust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107594282889919223?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107594282889919223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107594282889919223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107594282889919223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107594282889919223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-big-fat-obnoxious-fiancee.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107593802290930514</id><published>2004-02-04T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T16:49:02.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Catch that Kid is a Ripoff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that the makers of the movie Catch that Kid is a complete ripoff of the movie Spy Kids. Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of kids, parent gets into trouble, kids band together, get cool gear, infiltrate a top secret building, and make smooth escape. Yeah, its a ripoff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107593802290930514?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107593802290930514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107593802290930514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107593802290930514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107593802290930514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/catch-that-kid-is-ripoff-do-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107584835002057902</id><published>2004-02-03T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T16:49:44.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Always Looking on the Grim Side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed that it seems like people always look at the bad parts of life. People always seem so upset because their plane got delayed or something. But why can't they seem happy when their planes not delayed. You always hear storys of how a car crashed and two were killed and everyone breaks up about it and they should. But they can't seem to appreciate the billion cars that didn't crash and the millions and billions of people who didn't die today. If we took the time realize the good things that happened instead of just the bad, I think we'd all be much happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; American Idol Setups&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I like American Idol, but I can't criticize people for watching it, because I watch my own crazy huge show. But what I hate is when people say 'can you believe how bad that person was?' I think people know when they're bad at singing and aren't just going to go make a fool of themselves on live T.V. I think they're paid to be bad so Simon can hammer them and people will love it. Also, my sister once said to me 'someone threw water on Simon!' I think that was rehearsed and I think they do that just to give the show new twists. Big hit shows like that will do anything for more money and popularity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107584835002057902?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107584835002057902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107584835002057902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107584835002057902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107584835002057902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/always-looking-on-grim-side-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107572684138765611</id><published>2004-02-02T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T05:02:58.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;Superbowl After Math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, when I saw the end of the game, I thought oh no! The Patriots won. But as the night went on, the general mood started to get to me. On the way home from a friends, I saw several people leaving parties with their heads down and houses looked gloomy as lights went out and it seemed like their was a sigh from everyone in the city. And now I find myself realizing that I'm not upset that the Patriots won, but upset that the Panthers lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107572684138765611?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107572684138765611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107572684138765611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107572684138765611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107572684138765611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/superbowl-after-math-last-night-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6412132.post-107566863644614792</id><published>2004-02-01T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T07:00:01.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;strong&gt;The Amazing Sprial Hover Disc, well not that Amazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a new product out in stores called the Amazing Spiral Hover Disc. It's an alien saucer shaped balloon thing that you throw and it spins and it hovers. It says so and shows you in the commercial. It makes it look so cool. Oh, and another thing, on the commercial it's filled with helium. Now, isn't helium six times lighter than air. That may affect the outcome of how it flys. &lt;br /&gt;    Also, when the kid throw this giant, oddly-shaped balloon inside, and breaks a pot, the parent's gonna make the kid go outside, right. 'Throw, oh no! Watch out for that tree! &lt;em&gt;POP!&lt;/em&gt;' &lt;br /&gt;     This is how I feel. Buy a balloon for 25 cents instead of spending 20 bucks for this piece of junk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6412132-107566863644614792?l=pointlesstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/107566863644614792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6412132&amp;postID=107566863644614792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107566863644614792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6412132/posts/default/107566863644614792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointlesstuff.blogspot.com/2004/02/amazing-sprial-hover-disc-well-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Stuffwrtiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02383102895987555294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
