<?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-36539167</id><updated>2012-02-09T10:06:11.528-05:00</updated><category term='religion'/><category term='tv'/><category term='geek'/><category term='movies'/><category term='geek vampyre movies'/><category term='politics'/><category term='comics'/><title type='text'>Quantum Entropy</title><subtitle type='html'>An abundance of random nonsense.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-8515646736953649525</id><published>2012-02-09T09:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T10:06:11.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leather ID Holder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;I have an unlimited Metrocard for the NYC subway which lasts 30 days, regardless of when you buy it. The Metro-North commuter trains do not work that way, they &lt;a href="http://www.mta.info/mnr/html/ticket_intro.htm" target="_blank"&gt;sell monthly cards&lt;/a&gt; that are tied to the actual calendar month because they have conductors who look at your monthly pass. I used to have both cards in a small wallet with a window that allowed me to both show the Metro-North card &amp; store the unlimited card. So when I lost my card holder at &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/union-pool-brooklyn-2" target="_blank"&gt;Union Pool&lt;/A&gt; during the &lt;a href="http://www.nycidiotarod2012.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Idiotarod&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to buy a card holder like the one I use for my work ID.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I have a &lt;a href="http://www.photoframesplus.com/ot123id-ai.html" target="_blank"&gt;fancy black crocodile leather ID holder&lt;/a&gt;; it's really nice &amp; everyone likes it. &lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6844225479_235c031518_s.jpg" width="75" height="75" alt="Keep the Winchester brothers away from me" ALIGN="right"&gt;I only bought it because the free ID holder my company gave me apparently got wet in the rain too many times &amp; the ink of my photo stuck to the plastic. My old ID ended up having a ghostly image of my face on it &amp; was unusable. I replaced my ID &amp; put it in my new ID holder. It has a small hole in the window that allows air to flow so if it does get humid the ink won't come off the ID. Now my work ID actually looks like me.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;After I lost my Metrocard holder I ordered a purple leather ID holder for $33.42 &amp; that same day after work I went to the 99¢ store:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/6844226689/" title="Who else is going to buy this?"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7052/6844226689_f6992184e3.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Who else is going to buy this?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-8515646736953649525?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/8515646736953649525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=8515646736953649525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/8515646736953649525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/8515646736953649525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2012/02/leather-id-holder.html' title='Leather ID Holder'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-4643546785976780198</id><published>2011-07-25T13:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T09:38:27.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach, sponsored by</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;My friend was once surprised to see that there were ads on the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/helfyland/3619818506/" title="new from the MTA: crotch-level advertising by Helfy in HelfLand, on Flickr" target="_blank"&gt;turnstile bars&lt;/a&gt; in the subway. There is no place left that doesn't have adverstisements. You would think you could escape ads when you are enjoying nature, like at the beach but everytime I've gone to the beach there is always some small propeller plane &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/5953102808/" title="small propeller plane"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6026/5953102808_1a7f44cbe6_b.jpg" width="128" height="96" alt="small propeller plane" align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that flies by, tugging a large banner ad flapping in the wind. You hear a plane &amp; you look up to see why a plane is flying so low &amp; even though you know it's for an ad you look anyway to see what is so important that someone would waste money hiring a plane to fly over the beach. Of course if you don't want to look at the ads in the sky you can always avert your eyes &amp; look out at the ocean. Or not:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/5953101694/" title="new beach advertising method"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6128/5953101694_0551366460_b.jpg" width="512" height="384" alt="new beach advertising method"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-4643546785976780198?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/4643546785976780198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=4643546785976780198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/4643546785976780198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/4643546785976780198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2011/07/beach-sponsored-by.html' title='Beach, sponsored by'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6026/5953102808_1a7f44cbe6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-2976441193992946228</id><published>2010-06-08T21:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T21:08:27.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blood Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/true-blood/show/74645/summary.html" target="_blank"&gt;True Blood&lt;/a&gt; is terrible &amp; not because of the missed opportunities of having stories centered around the political, religious &amp; social implications that go along with this show's premise: public acceptance &amp; knowledge of vampires that was promised with the &lt;a href="http://www.americanvampireleague.com/" target="_blank"&gt;initial marketing&lt;/A&gt; of this show. True blood is awful because of the vampire rules that are specific to this show. Every book or tv show or movie has it's own rules about vampires. That's ok, but this show doesn't care about it's own rules. It's like watching a cop show &amp; 2 episodes later we learn that bullets also make people sleepy if they get shot on the weekends. True blood is stupid because the author has short term memory.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;According to the first episode, a silver necklace is enough to incapacitate vampire Bill. It wasn't even a &lt;a href="http://hiphopjewelrykings.com/Mens-30mm-36-Inch-Sterling-Silver-Dookie-Rope-Chain-P318179.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;gangsta' rapper necklace&lt;/A&gt; but a little woman's necklace. It burns his neck &amp; he is lying on the ground unable to get up. A woman named Sookie rescues vampire Bill by removing the necklace. In season 2 we see a suicide bomber covered in silver blow himself up in a room full of vampires. The silver shrapnel goes everywhere. It should be deadly, according to what we were told. Sookie bravely sucks the tiny silver shards out of Eric the vampire's chest as though it is snake venom. Later that episode vampire Bill says that vampire Eric was in NO DANGER from the silver shapnel embedded in his chest. Apparently little silver chains can immobilize, burn &amp; can kill a vampire but silver shrapnel blasted into your body from a bomb have no effect. It's like there is special garlic on this show that only keeps away Consistency.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Vampire Bill tells us that Eric tricked her so that she would drink some of his vampire blood which would create a bond between them &amp; sure enough, she starts having sexual dreams about vampire Eric. Except that in the previous season, we were told that vampire blood works like &lt;a href="http://www.abovetheinfluence.com/facts/drugs-hallucinogens.aspx?id=search_properLSD#" target="_blank"&gt;LSD&lt;/A&gt;, if you put ONE drop on a paper towel &amp; put it on your tongue you get high &amp; hallucinate but she didn't. Vampire blood will also heal you quickly. Vampire blood also works like Viagra giving you an erection. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/4683363801/" &gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1281/4683363801_ed34731c6c_m.jpg" width="236" height="240" alt="The only reason I will be watching season 3" / align="right"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vampire blood also acts as GPS so that the vampire you drank the blood from can locate you. But when Sookie's brother Jason was in the back of a cop car he didn't want the police to confiscate his Vampire viagra so he swallowed an entire vial of vampire blood. He developed &lt;a href="http://www.menstuff.org/issues/byissue/priapism.html" target="_blank"&gt;priapism&lt;/A&gt; but somehow managed to avoid being bonded with the vampire that supplied the blood. No dreams, no GPS, he didn't overdose on vampire LSD or heal or experience a heightened sense of smell or taste (vampire blood does that too!). It wasn't mixed blood either because we learned that his dealer of vampire blood, Lafayette, was getting the blood from only 1 vampire. Jason's girlfriend also wasn't bonded either while she was using this same vampire to supply blood for her recreational "drug" use. Vampire blood does whatever you want it to whenever you want it to because the author of these books never bothered to keep track of what was being written.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The show also doesn't know which vampire cliches to keep or get rid of. A power that vampires have in a lot of media is that they can "glamor" you. A vampire can look you in the eye &amp; order you around. A generally accepted vampire rule is that vampires can't enter your home unless you invite them in. True blood has both of these ideas, which would be ok if they didn't invalidate the invitation rule by allowing a vampire to glamor you into inviting them in! That's right. They ignore the rule because a vampire can order you to ask him in! It's the stupidest thing I've ever heard of. Why would they need to be invited in if they can order you to do so? So vampires don't rob your home when you aren't there? That rule exists in vampire stories because humans need a way to be safe, but True Blood discards this so that people are never safe from vampires. Why bother introducing the rule if it isn't effective? If True blood vampires can stand before a cross, in a church, with a bible as vampire Bill tells us then why not have him tell us that he doesn't need to be invited in? It's another poorly though out concept on this show. The author introduces these rules &amp; tries to follow them but when the author realizes she's written herself into a corner, she ignores her rules in order to get out of it. It's just lazy writing.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In season 2 we also learn that the show is based on &lt;a href="http://www.thesecret.tv/" target="_blank"&gt;The Secret&lt;/A&gt; because if you want something bad enough it will happen. A woman turns out to be a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maenad" target="_blank"&gt;Maenad&lt;/A&gt;, except she's not. As the vampire queen tells us, the greek gods weren't real &amp; neither are Maenads. So how is this woman immortal &amp; have super powers? Because she believed it. That's right, because some ancient greek woman believed she was an immortal Maenad she turned into one. Instead of this insanely stupid explanation the author could have just said "gods are real &amp; so are those mythical creatures." It would open the door for more supernatural stories. Instead we get &lt;a href="http://bestfantasystories.com/how-do-you-kill-a-maenad/" target="_blank"&gt;the most moronic explanation&lt;/A&gt; I've ever heard on a tv show.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This show is popular because of the nudity, violence &amp; the twilight backlash (&amp; yet both books have &lt;a href="http://www.themystica.com/mystica/articles/t/telepathy.html" target="_blank"&gt;telepaths&lt;/A&gt; &amp; someone impervious to telepaths). Maybe &lt;a href="http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-it-sucks-being-geek.html" target="_blank"&gt;it's my fault&lt;/a&gt; because I pay attention. If you want to watch the show don't listen too closely to the dialogue, in fact the show is best watched with the volume down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-2976441193992946228?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/2976441193992946228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=2976441193992946228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/2976441193992946228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/2976441193992946228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2010/06/true-blood-sucks.html' title='True Blood Sucks'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1281/4683363801_ed34731c6c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-8053479001283246697</id><published>2010-03-05T23:28:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:21:21.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;Privacy on the internet is difficult to maintain, I think I do an ok job, but if someone knows my email address, forget about it. They will easily find me on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/A&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/zodac1"&gt;Myspace&lt;/A&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/A&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2008/09/say-cheese.html"&gt;Failbook&lt;/A&gt;. With some smart searching, you can then find me on all sorts of other websites, message boards &amp; email lists. You can even find a map to my apt! I was concerned about this last year &amp; diagramed my web profiles in Powerpoint so I could control the flow of information &amp; as a result I unlinked a bunch of sites. I recently made a few of those private because I don't like &lt;a href="http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2008/03/meet-me-on-subway.html"&gt;meeting new people&lt;/a&gt;. That's why you have to keep email addresses secret. I try to do this when I email my friends invitations or links, but because of spam filters, a lot of times when I blind carbon copied them to protect their email addresses, the email I sent would get treated as spam by the filter. so I started using all these social networking sites more because I knew my links would get delivered.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Despite these privacy concerns when I heard about &lt;a href="http://www.netbanker.com/2010/01/blippy_demonstrates_the_power_of_real-time_streaming_of_financial_transaction_data.html"&gt;blippy&lt;/A&gt;, I immediately joined so I could share all my purchases with my friends. It sounded like another way to spend time with my friends because they could see what &lt;a href="http://www.movieweb.com/u/zodak/want-to-see"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; I planned on watching or what parties/concerts I would be attending &amp; we could all go together. Even though they would also see things that I bought, but web 2.0 is all about sharing, so I figured why not?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I joined but all I could link was my ebay account because &lt;a href="http://techcrunch.com/2010/02/06/amazon-says-no-to-blippy/"&gt;linking your amazon account was disabled&lt;/A&gt;. In order to share my purchases I needed to sign up for online banking, so I did &amp; while I was there I finally setup automatic transfers into my savings account. I tried linking my debit card to Blippy but it didn't work so I assumed I needed a credit card to get this thing working. After 7 years of not having one ;) I applied for one with my bank. It was pretty exciting not just because i would be sharing all these purchases but because I was getting a picture credit card! I choose a picture of me &amp; &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/characters/#/characters/animated/thelittlemermaid/"&gt;my favorite Disney princess&lt;/A&gt; in the flesh! &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/4410210666/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2804/4410210666_c54bf30086_o.jpg" align="left" width="241" height="153" alt="She wants to be part of my world" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After linking my credit card to my bank accounts so I could pay my bills, I went to Blippy to link my card because I was ready to go on a spending spree. When I logged into Blippy I saw that credit card linking was now disabled! I could only link Netflix &amp; some other random lame sites. It turns out that &lt;a href="http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/263253/february-02-2010/the-word---cognoscor-ergo-sum"&gt;Blippy sucks&lt;/A&gt;. I'm so annoyed that I can't automatically share my purchases.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now I have to actually interact with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-8053479001283246697?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/8053479001283246697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=8053479001283246697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/8053479001283246697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/8053479001283246697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2010/03/friend-sharing.html' title='Friend Sharing'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-2770126895157568063</id><published>2010-02-19T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:14:12.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshopped Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/nip-tuck/show/17095/summary.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tvmedia.ign.com/tv/image/article/103/1034532/niptuck-20091013101951324_640w.jpg" Width=340 Align=left&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;I saw this poster on the train one morning &amp; a friend of mine told me how she would like to have legs like those, even if just for one day. I was shocked that anyone would find these bones attractive, especially a woman. They aren't feminine at all, there are no muscles or curves or shape. If I came across a woman in real life with legs like that I would buy her a Big Mac, or 3. Some men have also &lt;a href="http://www.articlebiz.com/article/52025-2-are-models-really-beautiful/" target="_blank"&gt;been conditioned&lt;/a&gt; to think these unnaturally skinny women are attractive. It doesn't make sense because they still love big breasts, which you don't find on women who are starving to death.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This bizarre "skinny woman as the ideal" comes from the fashion industry. Skinny fashion models look like young men. Just look at that poster, those legs belong to a young boy. That's right, fashion models are skinny because &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/fashion/2009/10/karl_lagerfeld.html" target="_blank"&gt;gay men&lt;/a&gt; run the fashion industry &amp; they find men attractive. This is &lt;a href="http://www.femininebeauty.info/skinny-fashion-models" target="_blank"&gt;not my personal theory&lt;/a&gt;, nor is it new, nor is it &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/ent/celeb/articles/0530ditto-CR.html" target="_blank"&gt;homophobic&lt;/a&gt;. Men don't actually prefer small boyish features on a woman, they're just concerned with the unattainability of the model. They don't even realize those models look like young boys. It's sad because this focus on skinny bodies also pushes girls to want to be skinny. I've cringed watching anorexic &amp; bulimic women on &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/intervention/show/34392/summary.html" target="_blank"&gt;intervention&lt;/A&gt; doing things they learned on a &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/mental-health/anorexia-nervosa/features/pro-anorexia-web-sites-thin-web-line" target="_blank"&gt;pro-ana site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The poster girl is totally fake. Some people forget that &lt;a href="http://photoshopmistakes.com/2009/03/12/maxim-magazine-retouching-mistake/" target="_blank"&gt;every single image&lt;/a&gt; on posters &amp; magazines is photo shopped. Watch this video with your own eyes:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iYhCn0jf46U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iYhCn0jf46U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Europe is considering &lt;a href="http://scitech.blogs.cnn.com/2009/09/24/french-politicians-want-photoshop-warning/" target="_blank"&gt;disclaimers&lt;/a&gt; on photoshops. I don't need disclaimers because I can tell by the pixels and from having seen &lt;a href="http://photoshopdisasters.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;quite a few&lt;/a&gt; 'shops in my time. There are a lot of bad ones &amp; some are so obvious that they &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/event/fallbeauty/image-of-ultra-thin-ralph-lauren-model-sparks-outrage-521480/" target="_blank"&gt;make the news&lt;/a&gt;. Luckily some models &lt;a href="http://www.livevideo.com/video/8CCEB2B7814340EC89394C8F83D3A7E1/vida-guerra-not-happy-with-fhm.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;don't like&lt;/a&gt; being photoshopped.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wndr_grl2000/2522271113/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3228/2522271113_0e3400613a_m.jpg" align=right&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Real women don't look like that poster, they aren't that skinny. Women shouldn't look like boys, they should look like women, like Joan from &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/mad-men/show/74140/summary.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mad Men&lt;/a&gt;. Women genetically have wider hips &amp; are designed to have fat around certain parts, it should &lt;a href="http://www.hipsandcurves.com/plus-size-lingerie/c-17-plus-size-corsets-bustiers.aspx?pagenum=0" target="_blank"&gt;be celebrated&lt;/a&gt;. Women should be curvy, like Spider-Woman. That's a real woman. Well, except that she's a drawing, but real women don't look like that right?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bellechere/2591210725/"&gt;Wrong!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-2770126895157568063?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/2770126895157568063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=2770126895157568063&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/2770126895157568063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/2770126895157568063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2010/02/photoshopped-boys.html' title='Photoshopped Boys'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3228/2522271113_0e3400613a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-7744076337401054837</id><published>2009-06-21T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:08:54.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me, beep me if ya wanna reach me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;I always thought &lt;A href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aprylscanvas/128216116/" target="_blank"&gt;those guys who wear their cellphones in little holsters on their belts&lt;/a&gt; were trying to either show off how popular they are ("people call me so much i need instant access to my phone") or they wanted to be like Batman, with a bunch of little devices attached to their &lt;A href="http://www.dccomics.com/dcdirect/?dcd=3469" target="_blank"&gt;utility belts&lt;/a&gt;. Why else would anyone attach those things to their belt when just a few inches away is a pocket where they could just keep their phone.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Unlike women's clothing, men have pockets everywhere. On the sides &amp; backs of our pants, on our shirts, on the outside &amp; inside of our jackets. If you put on cargo pants you could have up to 14 pockets in which to store things. So there really is no need to have these belt cell phone holders, or so I thought, until I lost my phone. I didn't leave it anywhere, I guess I leaned too far back in the seat of some train &amp; it slid out of my pocket.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;As soon as I got to my office I called my phone &amp; it rang until it went to voicemail, so it was above ground somewhere, ringing. I called again &amp; someone found it because they clicked on "ignore" &amp; I went to voicemail. The next time I called I went straight to voicemail. Someone turned off my phone even though my office # &amp; home # is in my address book as "me" so they saw that the owner was calling &amp; they shut off my phone anyway! i thought maybe they wanted to keep it as their own. But that doesn't make any sense.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/alpha/5040260/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align=right src="http://www.thorninpaw.com/Matrix-phone.jpg" height="250" alt="Operator I need an exit"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my phone is old. It isn't a &lt;a href="http://www.mobileburn.com/news.jsp?Page=4&amp;Id=245" target="_blank"&gt;kewl Matrix phone&lt;/A&gt;. It can't even handle multimedia texts. It can't surf the web &amp; doesn't have a qwerty keypad or a stylus, it doesn't have a touchscreen or slide, it isn't even a flip phone so you can hang up on people the way &lt;A href="http://www.tv.com/24/show/3866/summary.html" target="_blank"&gt;Jack Bauer does on 24&lt;/a&gt;. It's so old that the colors have faded &amp; the rubber protectors on the sides have worn off. I've always had international calls blocked &amp; according to my t-mobile account, there haven't been any phone calls or text messages since I lost it. The only logical explanation is that some kid (&amp; by "kid" I mean some moron or criminal) found it &amp; thought it would be funny to throw it away when they saw that the owner was calling. They obviously didn't keep it for their own use. Maybe they donated my old phone to a museum. It's so old that when I made calls, the operator picked up &amp; had to plug a wire into a switchboard.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Luckily I had a spare phone that I bought when I thought I broke it 2 years ago. The volume was really low &amp; I thought I broke the speaker, so I bought a copy of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nokia_3220" target="_blank"&gt;exact same model&lt;/A&gt; on ebay. But I didn't need to replace my phone at the time.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It turns out I had just lowered the volume in the middle of a call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-7744076337401054837?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/7744076337401054837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=7744076337401054837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/7744076337401054837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/7744076337401054837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2009/06/call-me-beep-me-if-ya-wanna-reach-me.html' title='Call me, beep me if ya wanna reach me'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-504615638997181566</id><published>2009-04-08T22:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:32:13.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;I've accepted the fact that there are still many men who don't know what a &lt;A href="http://www.bathroom-mania.com/en/endesign/enkisses.html" target="_blank"&gt;urinal is&lt;/A&gt; or what it's for. I've accepted the fact that I have to contend with finding "#1" on the toilet seats in public restrooms at restaurants, movie theaters &amp; my office. (Seriously, if you can't aim, &lt;a href="http://mapsu.org/
" target="_blank"&gt;sit down&lt;/A&gt;.) It's surprising that these men don't lift the seat considering the never-ending debate about the state of &lt;A href="http://web.archive.org/web/20050326171809/http://checktheseat.org/" target="_blank"&gt;domestic toilet seats&lt;/A&gt;. I have also accepted the fact that men think of the bathroom as a library no matter where they are.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/3424834277/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img align=right src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3542/3424834277_106b9f6fbd_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Winnie the..." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At my last job, at least once a week there was a copy of the sports section on the floor left there by the considerate guy before me who didn't want me to be bored as I visited the 100 acre woods. I remember one day when some guy next to me must not have been reading anything very interesting because he started to snore. Yes, snore. I didn't realize those stalls could be so comfortable. I tried to leave quietly but he woke up when I flushed.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I tried to avoid using the bathroom if my co-worker was in there. He was one of those guys who thinks it makes him cool to "not care" about social norms (so it's pointless to correct him) but he doesn't realize that it makes him come across as an abrasive weirdo. Luckily I can &lt;A HREF="http://www.nytimes.com/2005/09/27/health/27wash.html?ei=5090&amp;en=52f2fbadd9f8c9c8&amp;ex=1285473600&amp;adxnnl=1&amp;partner=rssuserland&amp;emc=rss&amp;adxnnlx=1181674124-rU5aP6nOKg1pU1JkuJdrvQ" target="_blank"&gt;wash my hands&lt;/A&gt; very quickly so I was able to leave right away that day we were in there at the same time:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;He recognized my sneakers under the stall one Friday evening &amp; he decided that it was the perfect time to ask me about my plans for the weekend.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In between the sounds of him "&lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/Newlyweds%3A+Nick+and+Jessica/The+New+Newlyweds/episode/271948/trivia.html" target="_blank"&gt;dropping the boys off at the pool&lt;/A&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-504615638997181566?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/504615638997181566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=504615638997181566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/504615638997181566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/504615638997181566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2009/04/potty-humor.html' title='Potty Humor'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3542/3424834277_106b9f6fbd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-2270249887435443590</id><published>2008-11-26T14:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:06:22.974-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek vampyre movies'/><title type='text'>Vampyre Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;SPOILER ALERT!!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I spoil two vampire movies: Twilight &amp; Let The Right One In.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;Do not read any further unless you've seen &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/432038836" target="_blank"&gt;Let The Right One In&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;Go see it now!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HBO’s True Blood has some good ideas like artificial blood that allows vampires to integrate into society with a &lt;a href="http://americanvampireleague.com/" target="_blank"&gt;lobbying group&lt;/a&gt;, but it’s mediocre &amp; the nudity doesn’t save it. It’s nowhere near as good as &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/blood-ties/show/68415/summary.html" target="_blank"&gt;Blood Ties&lt;/a&gt; but it’s not as bad as Moonlight. The nudity didn’t help &lt;a href="http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendID=135572407&amp;blogID=276358545" target="_blank"&gt;Rise: Blood Hunter&lt;/a&gt; either. It should have been shown in chronological order, instead of jumbled, out-of-sequence flashbacks. It isn't worth renting.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/3060530234/"&gt;&lt;img align=right src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3020/3060530234_061f621642_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Tween girls waiting to see Edward" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw Twilight &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/QuantumEntropy/status/1017331697" target="_blank"&gt;opening night&lt;/a&gt;. It was a highly anticipated geek movie which means I was there more than an hour before the movie started. Opening night is the best time to see a geek movie because the theater is filled with fans, in this case, not genre/vampire fans but book fans, which means it was filled with tween girls who sat breathless waiting &amp; screamed with delight when Bella &amp; Edward finally kissed. It was great fun &amp; just the right energy. There was a vampire fight scene which was well-done because it had little to no CGI.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It was a good popcorn movie about a human girl who meets a vampire boy. Bella is pretty &amp; everyone at her school likes her. There are 3 boys (&amp; 1 vampire) who want to date her. Bella is brave &amp; independent. She is ready for a boyfriend. Edward is a &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/angel/show/12/summary.html" target="_blank"&gt;brooding vampire&lt;/a&gt; boy who doesn't eat humans, protects her from danger &amp; doesn't pressure her into having sex. What more could a teen girl ask for? &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/twilightthemovie" target="_blank"&gt;Twilight&lt;/A&gt; is a PG-13 Hollywood movie.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Let The Right One In, (&lt;B&gt;seriously, &lt;A href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809992969/info" target="_blank"&gt;go see it&lt;/A&gt; before you read any further&lt;/B&gt;) on the other hand, is an R rated Swedish film with subtitles &amp; graphic violence. It’s virtually the opposite of Twilight. It is about Oskar, a human boy who meets a vampire girl. They are only 12 (compared to Twilight's 16 year olds). Oskar isn't liked at school; he gets picked on &amp; has violent revenge fantasies about his tormenters. Oskar is a timid &amp; innocent boy who needs to be told by his vampire girl, Eli, to stand up for himself. He doesn't even try anything when she gets into bed with him. It’s what every bullied geek boy dreams about.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Which is why &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/QuantumEntropy/status/1021815080" target="_blank"&gt;I sat in the theater&lt;/A&gt; &amp; was breathlessly waiting for them to kiss. &amp; when she finally did, Oskar &amp; I didn't care that her mouth was covered in blood from some guy she just killed. We were both just happy that a girl kissed him!! Awesome!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;At the end when Oskar was about to be drowned in a pool (in retaliation for standing up for himself) Eli showed up. She ripped off the guy’s arm who was holding Oskar down, beheaded someone else &amp; mauled a 3rd boy. Oskar opened his eyes &amp; saw his little vampire girlfriend covered in blood from having just killed 3 kids. He smiled the biggest smile ever because his girlfriend was back.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dismembered children, body parts, blood in the pool &amp; on the floor. So of course all I could think was: "how romantic!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-2270249887435443590?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/2270249887435443590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=2270249887435443590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/2270249887435443590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/2270249887435443590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2008/11/vampyre-girls.html' title='Vampyre Girls'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3020/3060530234_061f621642_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-1573167740564607028</id><published>2008-09-09T19:23:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:10:54.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheese!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why can't you post your photos on Facebook like everyone else?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A friend of mine actually wrote this to me in an email &amp; I couldn't stop laughing when I read it. Facebook photos suck.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I would never use Lamebook to share photos because I own a &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/cameras/canon/powershot_sx100_is/" TARGET="_blank"&gt;camera&lt;/a&gt; that takes really good detailed pictures. Why would I then ruin those photos by uploading them to AOL-book?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Failbook automatically resizes photos &amp; reduces the resolution of every picture so it can make the file smaller. (They do this because they don't actually make any money &amp; have to save somehow. They do reserve &lt;a href="http://blogs.photopreneur.com/facebook-claims-right-to-create-derivative-works-from-members-photos" TARGET="_blank"&gt;the right&lt;/a&gt; to make money off your photos.) Now that your compressed photos are on their site you can show everyone your blurry low-resolution pictures. Wheee! Counter-productive fun for everyone!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you make the mistake of downloading a picture from Feacesbook don't try to print it out or use it as your desktop wallpaper, because you can't. The quality is poor &amp; having gone through the Stalker-book picture meatgrinder (&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/zodak/2841529445/" TARGET="_blank"&gt;a perfect example&lt;/a&gt;) it will be too small to use as your background.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;That's why &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/zodac1" TARGET="_blank"&gt;I'm on MySpace&lt;/a&gt; &amp; Flickr. MySpace is better than Facebook because MySpace lets you upload pictures that won't be re-sized or stripped of resolution. You can make them available only to your friends whom you can tag in the unaltered photo. When I upload &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/sets/" TARGET="_blank"&gt;my pictures&lt;/a&gt; to Flickr, the original is stored &amp; available for download, in fact, it offers you the choice of downloading a re-sized version if you don't want the full size, high-res, original photo. Click on "all sizes" above each photo &amp; you get a choice.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://industryinteractive.net/ideas/facebook-has-failed-us-or-facebook-is-like-so-web-10/" TARGET="_blank"&gt;AOL-book&lt;/a&gt; does not offer you a choice. Some people seem to like the loss of quality &amp; gated community that Junkbook is. I don't &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=2305272732&amp;topic=6135" TARGET="_blank"&gt;I'm not alone&lt;/a&gt;. Why bother buying a good camera if you are going to use Crapbook to distribute photos? You may as well buy a 1 megapixel camera. You'll not only save money but your pictures will automatically lack detail.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You should also tell your wedding photographer to use his cell phone camera for all the photos that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-1573167740564607028?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/1573167740564607028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=1573167740564607028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/1573167740564607028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/1573167740564607028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2008/09/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese!'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-4719820587393345531</id><published>2008-03-21T20:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:39:03.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Me On The Subway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;I live near the end of the line on the &lt;a href="http://www.straphangers.org/lines/f.html"&gt;F train&lt;/A&gt; so the train is nearly empty when I get on. It really annoys me when I see people put bags on the seat next to them on the subway in the morning.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/1400363132/" title="20070917z by zodak, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1225/1400363132_91fe97ec9f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="her bags r on the seat 2 her left" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;These people don't seem to realize that the train is not going to remain empty. People are going to get on the train because it's (for lack of a better term) &lt;B&gt;"Rush Hour!"&lt;/B&gt; At some point someone will get on the train &amp; ask them to &lt;a href="http://gothamist.com/2004/05/06/yet_another_subway_annoyance.php"&gt;move the bag&lt;/A&gt; &amp; sit down right next to them. It's so utterly pointless that they try to prevent people from sitting next to them. It's...what was that term again? Oh yes: &lt;B&gt;RUSH HOUR!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I make sure I never put my bag on the seat next to me &amp; not just because I can &lt;a href="http://www.mta.nyc.ny.us/nyct/rules/rules.htm#disorderly"&gt;get a ticket&lt;/a&gt; from some cop who wants to produce a paper trail as evidence that he's working instead of, oh, I don't know, preventing an actual crime. The real reason is: I don't want anyone to speak to me or interact with me in anyway. The last thing I want, is to hear someone say "Excuse me, is this your bag? Could you please move it?" I don't want any contact with anyone, that's why I don't spread my legs apart when I sit down, even though it would be way more comfortable. I don't want to feel someone rubbing their legs against mine.  &lt;a href="http://www.nypress.com/print.cfm?content_id=6378"&gt;People who do that&lt;/A&gt; or who take up two seats with their bag are idiots.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you don't like strangers so much that you want to prevent them from sitting next to you, why would you do something that invites a conversation with them? It's like having to meet new people every morning, I don't want to meet people. I hate meeting people! It's true. You would know this if you were a member of one of the 3 groups I used 2 organize this past year on that website designed for, umm, &lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/cities/us/ny/new_york/"&gt;meeting people&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-4719820587393345531?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/4719820587393345531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=4719820587393345531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/4719820587393345531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/4719820587393345531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2008/03/meet-me-on-subway.html' title='Meet Me On The Subway'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1225/1400363132_91fe97ec9f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-2887501479246207796</id><published>2007-09-08T02:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:37:34.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slim Jims &amp; Mouthwash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;A high school &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/CrazyVicMackey"&gt;buddy&lt;/A&gt; of mine is in Afghanistan. I asked him if he wanted me 2 send him anything &amp; he only asked for Power Bars, candy, Slim Jims &amp; mouthwash. So I sent him what he asked for. A few weeks later my brother &amp; his wife came to NYC to visit &amp; he told me he was being sent to Iraq!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Great, just great.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I have been against the Iraq war since the beginning. It's like if after someone attacks your wife, the police tell you they &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24334255@N08/2351797758/"&gt;aren't going to go after the attacker&lt;/A&gt; (who already confessed on video) instead, they're going to go after some other guy who they think might - maybe - possibly - someday - attack someone else. It makes me think that if Bush were president during the attack on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attack_on_Pearl_Harbor"&gt;Pearl Harbor&lt;/A&gt; he would have invaded Australia.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i204/QuantmEntropyZodak/chickenhawk.jpg" Width=219 Border=0 Align="right" valign="top" alt="Pro-War &amp; Pro-Cowardice"&gt;Of course you can't talk about this stuff with Neo-Cons (or if you prefer: GOPedophiles, WingNuts, RepubliKKKans, Repugnicans, Repubes, Repigs, Repukes, etc) because then they call you a traitor who doesn't support the troops. Right.....because I don't &lt;a href="http://www.americasupportsyou.mil/americasupportsyou/help.html"&gt;support the troops&lt;/A&gt; or as I like to call them: my family &amp; my friends.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I don't argue with them but I do let them know that the government has created a new social networking site for people who support the Iraq war to prove their patriotism to liberals who call them "&lt;a href="http://www.goarmy.com" &gt;chickenhawks&lt;/A&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-2887501479246207796?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/2887501479246207796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=2887501479246207796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/2887501479246207796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/2887501479246207796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2007/09/slim-jims-mouthwash.html' title='Slim Jims &amp; Mouthwash'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-5610341733959104620</id><published>2007-06-29T11:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:54:54.090-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>Sometimes it sucks being a geek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;I went to a movie that I did not want to go see. My friend suggested it because she likes comedies &amp; I have the hardest time saying "no" to my friends when they want something. So we went to see...&lt;A HREF="http://www.evanalmighty.com"&gt;evan almighty&lt;/A&gt;. I'm a geek so I notice a lot of those "easter eggs" that movies &amp; tv shows have these days, those little in-jokes that you can find if you pay attention. For example Stan Lee has a &lt;A HREF="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/contributor/1800319233/filmography"&gt;small role&lt;/A&gt; in most of the marvel comics movies: The Hulk, Spider-man &amp; Fantastic Four. I'm pretty good at it so I was able to notice a 1 second shot of a newspaper headline in a library cart being pushed past Lex Luthor on the tv show Smallville that read:  "Themyscirian Queen Addresses the Vatican." It was very exciting for me because I knew that Themyscira is the island home of Queen Hippolyta &amp; Queen Hippolyta is the mother of...&lt;A HREF="http://spider-bob.com/heroes/dc/WonderWomanI.htm"&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/A&gt;! Which meant she could possibly show up on Smallville.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;During Evan Almighty &lt;B&gt;[spolier alert!]&lt;/B&gt; I immediately recognized "Alpha &amp; Omega Hardware" &amp; chuckled while my friend didn't, so I explained that God is the &lt;A HREF="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/01332b.htm"&gt;beginning &amp; the end&lt;/A&gt;. When the ark was under construction &amp; Evan's life was falling apart, I complained that it didn't make any sense for God to ask him to build an ark because there was no way that God was going to make it flood because we have rainbows. &lt;IMG WIDTH=215 SRC="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/99/261135626_9d3615f3c9.jpg" ALIGN="left" ALT="Rainbows are caused by light being refracted through water particles"&gt; "What?" she said. I explained that God told us after the first flood that rainbows would become a sign that He would never flood us again. Sure enough, after the movie flood (He didn't cause it) there is a very visible &lt;A HREF="http://www.ebibleteacher.com/children/lessons/OT/Genesis/after_flood_text.htm"&gt;rainbow&lt;/A&gt;. Because we were in NYC only the two of us got the intended significance of that scene.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But it sucked to be a geek during the part when God is finally convincing Evan to build the ark. Evan tells God that he can't build an ark because he moved to D.C. with a lot of plans. So God started laughing. Then I started laughing.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Get it?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Well, no one else at the theater did either, except me. So when I realized I was the only one laughing I stopped. It totally ruined the moment, to hear just the sound of my own laughter in the audience. I realized that the people in the audience just didn't know enough to get the joke so I had to wonder why they even bothered to buy tickets to this movie. Did they not see the commercials? It's a religious movie with a &lt;A HREF="http://www.sermonspice.com/videos/9755/evan-almighty-clip-4"&gt;great little sermon&lt;/A&gt; that actually made me think. The movie mixed religion with politics, in fact it reminded me of that book by &lt;A HREF="http://www.motherjones.com/news/qa/2005/03/gods_politics_jim_wallis.html"&gt;Jim Wallis&lt;/A&gt; which everyone should read. I still can't believe I was the only person there with a &lt;A HREF="http://www.portsmouthabbey.org"&gt;religious background&lt;/A&gt;. After I had pointed out a bunch of religious symbols my friend said "Wow, you're a good Catholic" which is just so &lt;A HREF="http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-need-some-blue-spandex.html"&gt;not true&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Still wondering about the joke? If you have to explain a joke then it's not funny. You would have found it funny if, like me, you had ever heard the expression "&lt;A HREF="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Yiddish_proverbs"&gt;Man plans &amp; God laughs&lt;/A&gt;." lol! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-5610341733959104620?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/5610341733959104620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=5610341733959104620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/5610341733959104620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/5610341733959104620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-it-sucks-being-geek.html' title='Sometimes it sucks being a geek.'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/99/261135626_9d3615f3c9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-116899915821605203</id><published>2007-01-16T20:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:27:08.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my new job is so exciting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;So I have a new job.&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/3417827765/" title="20070119z 002 by zodak, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img align=left src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3635/3417827765_4a3b55080e_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="even my desk is exciting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I started on jan 2nd &amp; I'm working with &lt;A HREF="http://www.aarp.org/money/financial_planning/sessionseven/defined_benefit_pension_plans.html"&gt;defined benefit pension plans&lt;/A&gt; again. They hired me 2 check other people's work. Yes, all I do is work with #'s all day, usually in Excel.They gave me a spreadsheet to use but I got an error because it assumed everyone was going 2 quit on the last day of the month. Because, of course, everyone waits until the last day of the month 2 quit, uh-huh, sure.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When I figured out a better way of calculating the service I was all: "Yes! U can't beat me, u bloated Excel formula. Take that!" It makes me want 2 slam the keyboard down in victory &amp; swagger away from my cubicle high-fiving people. Excel: pwned! I'm a geek &amp; when I figure out a more elegant &lt;A HREF="http://www.exceluser.com"&gt;Excel function&lt;/A&gt; to use I suddenly have an exciting day. I wanted 2 tell someone "look at what I did" but then I realized that nobody there would b as excited as I was. Read on if u dare!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Their system calculates dates 3 different ways at different points in the calculation, which apparently, only I noticed. To determine the credited service for the years after 2006 they used this old formula:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="courier" SIZE=2 COLOR="000000"&gt;=ROUND(IF(YEAR(B1)&amp;lt;YEAR(NOW()),0,(VLOOKUP(IF(MONTH(B2)=1,13,MONTH(B2)),tables!A1:D12,4)+IF(AND(YEAR(B2)=2008,MONTH(B2)&amp;lt;&amp;gt;2),1,0))/(365+(IF(AND(YEAR(B2)=2008,MONTH(B2)&amp;lt;&amp;gt;2),1,0)))+B3),4)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;Which didn't take into account a termination date in the middle of the month, so it produced the wrong amount. My new formula is not only shorter (because it avoids the lookup table &amp; the workaround for the 2008 &lt;A HREF="http://www.timeanddate.com/date/leapyear.html"&gt;leap year&lt;/A&gt;) it also allows for weird termination dates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="courier" SIZE=2 COLOR="000000"&gt;=IF(YEAR(B1)&amp;lt;2006,0,ROUND(DATEDIF(DATE(YEAR(B1),1,0),B1,"d")/DATEDIF(DATE(YEAR(B4),1,0),DATE(YEAR(B1),12,31),"d")+B3,4)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;Yearfrac &lt;A HREF="http://ewbi.blogs.com/develops/2003/10/excel_yearfrac_.html"&gt;sucks!&lt;/A&gt; Yeah son! Don't hate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-116899915821605203?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/116899915821605203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=116899915821605203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/116899915821605203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/116899915821605203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-job-is-so-exciting.html' title='my new job is so exciting!'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3635/3417827765_4a3b55080e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-116534722998536325</id><published>2006-12-05T14:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:38:16.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loo-Kee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;There are people who buy toys &amp; there are people who buy toys in the package. But some people don't just want their toy to be new in the package, they want the package to be new. That's right, they want the cardboard box (or the card that hangs off the peg) to be new as well. No bends, or creases or cuts. So those people turn to &lt;A HREF="http://www.toygrader.com/"&gt;this company&lt;/A&gt; which will have a team of toy scientists examine the toy &amp; the toy package &amp; give it a grade out of 100. That's right, the package! I really don't like containers as a concept so the idea of keeping my toys in the package is absurd to me. I &lt;A HREF="http://myworld.ebay.com/thepowersword"&gt;bought&lt;/A&gt; one of these toys that was AFA graded 80 &amp; it came in a museum-quality hard acrylic case that was quite professional looking but it was sealed so I was left with no choice but to open the case the only way I knew how:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QNX7qejq2hc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QNX7qejq2hc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-116534722998536325?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/116534722998536325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=116534722998536325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/116534722998536325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/116534722998536325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2006/12/loo-kee.html' title='Loo-Kee'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-116171654358976047</id><published>2006-10-24T14:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:14:09.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some blue spandex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;I decided to check &lt;a href="http://www.rickys-nyc.com/"&gt;Ricky's&lt;/a&gt; 4 blue tights, I've worn tights before, 2 years ago when I was Peter Pan for Halloween, but now I needed light blue tights for my new costume.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.he-man.org/primary_sects/comics/html/mini_comics/motu/comic_pages/00000001/09-10.shtml"&gt;&lt;img alt="skeletor: lord of destruction" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c244/yonte/skeletorblog.jpg" align="right" valign="top" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 80s are back so this year I'm going to be Skeletor. He has blue skin so I needed tights, but I couldn't find them anywhere. Luckily there is a Ricky's by my job so I walked over on my lunch hour &amp; checked the entire store, there were tons of costumes but nothing I could use, they did have a large makeup selection which would be helpful.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;As I slowly made my way out of the store, I noticed a short girl on her cell, using the store as her personal phone booth. She wasn't even pretending to browse. Just standing in the way with her bike chain around her waist. I looked her right in the eye because I recognized her voice. I ran into her last year at the Brooklyn Museum when I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/pharaohsdaughter"&gt;Pharaoh's Daughter&lt;/a&gt; perform.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;She didn't recognize me today so I walked out of the store but then I decided 2 go back &amp;amp; talk to her because it's always nice to talk to someone at lunch. I smiled at her &amp; she ended her phone call when she started to recognize me.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Hey, I ran into u last year at the Brooklyn museum. "Right", she said, "you looked different then." I replied: Yes, I had longer hair &amp;amp; I didn't have this flavor saver, that was when she figured out why we had spoken to each other at the museum, so she decided to confirm: "We slept together right?"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-116171654358976047?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/116171654358976047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=116171654358976047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/116171654358976047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/116171654358976047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-need-some-blue-spandex.html' title='I need some blue spandex'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36539167.post-116169779812905123</id><published>2006-10-24T09:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:35:10.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; all that jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:OCR A Extended,Lucida Console,Courier New,System;color:#6600cc;font-size: 14px;"&gt;Maybe it's because I'm a minority &amp; we love fruit-flavored things but I can not even begin 2 tell u how much I love the new &lt;a href="http://www.jazzdietpepsi.com/" target="blank"&gt;Jazz by Diet Pepsi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I found it during my lunch break at jury duty in downtown brooklyn. It was delicious! I had the strawberry &amp;amp; creme flavor. I couldn't get enough.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;They also have a black cherry french vanilla flavor, I guess it was a response 2 Diet Coke's black cherry vanilla flavor, which was a response 2 Pepsi's &lt;a href="http://www.wildcherrypepsi.com/" target="blank"&gt;wild cherry&lt;/a&gt;, which was a response 2 cherry vanilla Dr. Pepper. I don't care, I love these jazz flavors better than the others.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If u miss the old vanilla Coke u can always &lt;a href="http://www.savevanillacoke.org/ target="blank""&gt;sign the petition&lt;/a&gt; to bring it back, but don't hold your breath because these new jazz flavors r amazing. Yummo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zodak/3417830703/" title="20070119z 005 by zodak, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3417830703_aafe824623.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="i even drink it at work" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36539167-116169779812905123?l=quantumentropy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/feeds/116169779812905123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36539167&amp;postID=116169779812905123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/116169779812905123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36539167/posts/default/116169779812905123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantumentropy.blogspot.com/2006/10/all-that-jazz.html' title='&amp; all that jazz'/><author><name>zodak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3417830703_aafe824623_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
