<?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-3940006260856485377</id><updated>2012-02-13T14:00:55.695Z</updated><category term='pointless'/><category term='first'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>MyRandomThoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>This is where I will thrill and astound you with the inner workings of my Brain. Sleep deprived Brain for the most part probably.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-78071497577260364</id><published>2012-02-12T15:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-12T15:42:55.839Z</updated><title type='text'>Whitney's dead!! ZOMG!</title><content type='html'>Fuckin get over it, lads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaysus...whenever a celebrity dies the internet goes insane with grief and praise over how amazing that person was. Ryan Dunn, Steve Jobs, Michael Jackson, Amy Winehouse and now Whitney Houston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you too young to even know who Whitney Housten is, she was a popular singer in the 80's and early 90's. Songs like "I wanna dance with somebody", "It's not right, but it's ok", "I will always love you" and "The Shocker" with that immortal line "2 in the pink and 1 in the stink; that's called the shocker!". I may have one of those songs confused with another artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get some things into perspective here, people. Whitney Houston, though a singer of talent and pedigree, was nothing more than a woman who could sing, make really bad lifestyle choices and "act" opposite Kevin Costner. That's it. She didnt find a cure for cancer. She didnt swim around the world. She didnt donate her vast riches to those in need. She was just a woman who married a cunt and became a junkie later in her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of people have been slaughted in Syria over the last year or so. Millions have died around the world due to starvation, war, disease, abuse and horrible acts of violance while many others have to live horrible lives in fear, pain and suffering ever single day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of all this public grief wankathon whenever a celebrity dies. One of my idols, Christopher Hitchens died last year. Another, George Carlin, a few years previously. It sucked, and they were honoured for their achievements and contribution to society but the world didnt fucking end. Whitney Houston sold some records and her music brought some joy and entertainment into people's lives...cool. Good for her and good for those people, but she wasnt fucking Jesus, or Bugs Bunny or any of the other beloved children's fictional characters. So stop acting like she was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rant has now ended. Go in peace to love and serve yourselves. And Jason Statham cus he's a baus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-78071497577260364?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/78071497577260364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2012/02/whitneys-dead-zomg.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/78071497577260364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/78071497577260364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2012/02/whitneys-dead-zomg.html' title='Whitney&apos;s dead!! ZOMG!'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-8218242921450926205</id><published>2012-02-10T16:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-10T18:08:15.010Z</updated><title type='text'>Wanna help make me look stupid?</title><content type='html'>You know you do. I'm annoying, I complain a lot, i'm an arrogant son of a bitch, a know-it-all smartarse who at least some of you would love it if I got my fair share of ridicule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is your chance! ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this thing called Shave or Dye which is a Today Fm (Irish radio station) annual fundraiser for the Irish Cancer Society. The website can be found here: http://www.todayfm.com/sord/shaveordye2012/sord2012_about.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the thing is this: I promise to dye my hair and you good people sponsor me for it with all monies going to the Irish Cancer Foundation. A very wortyhy cause indeed. But wait..."Dye your hair, Adam? that's a bit lame!" I hear you say. Well, that's where it gets fun for all of you! I have no say in what colour or colours my hair shall be dyed. No control at all over how my head shall look. Rainbow head? A full head of hot pink hair? That's up to you. Come the first week of March, when I have recieved all the money you wonderful people have pledged, I will ask all of you what colour or colours you want me to sport on top of this lovely cranium of mine and the colour with the most votes is the winner. Hopefully by the 7th of March I will then share with the world my lovely new hair do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, but you'll just wear a hat like always"...so cynical, you people are! NO...no hats (unless it's really feckin cold) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya have it. You get to make me look like a twonk, and we all get to help of a great cause. What do ya say, team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: http://www.mycharity.ie/fundPageTemplateX.php?urlRef=adamshair &lt;br /&gt;This is the website you can use to donate online and keep track of how much has been raised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-8218242921450926205?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8218242921450926205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2012/02/wanna-help-make-me-look-stupid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8218242921450926205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8218242921450926205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2012/02/wanna-help-make-me-look-stupid.html' title='Wanna help make me look stupid?'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-8657171742431762344</id><published>2012-02-10T07:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-10T07:45:33.705Z</updated><title type='text'>W.A.F.F.L.E</title><content type='html'>Here's a brain fart I just had. Share a bizzare J-Pop music video each Friday and call it W.A.F.F.L.E. (I might just share Japanese videos in general. Japan is fuckin weird. That is why I loves it. Also it has Ninjas. and Samurai. And really hot ladies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waffle is a term that can be used when people speak jibberish for an undisclosed amount of time. For example: "I hadn't a clue what yer man was on about. Sure didn't he just waffle on for like 20 minutes?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waffle is also an acronym for Weird As Fuck Fridays Lesbian Ecbole. (The word ecbole means digression. I needed a word for L and E to make the acronym fit and I enjoy lesbians. Also I digress a lot. See? It all fits together into a nice little package! Kinda like real waffles, which I love.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now yes, I am aware that Japanese is a perfectly understandable language to those who can speak it, but I dont and therfore it sounds like waffle to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is! The first W.A.F.F.L.E video! Will it be the last? Who the fuck knows with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a song called PonPonPon by きゃりーぱみゅぱみゅ (Which I can only assume means cute little Japanese girl). This video has everything. It's like Random Man blew his load all over a Turkey wearing green sleeves. Then ate the Turkey cus he's boss like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yzC4hFK5P3g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-8657171742431762344?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8657171742431762344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2012/02/waffle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8657171742431762344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8657171742431762344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2012/02/waffle.html' title='W.A.F.F.L.E'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yzC4hFK5P3g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-4148240000316145344</id><published>2012-02-08T03:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-08T03:51:18.631Z</updated><title type='text'>Pussy Farts</title><content type='html'>That got your attention, didnt it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep so i've decided to revisit some old test results from Ok Cupid tests. I've done something like this before and the results were quite different. For example, back in 2010, I re-took a test I had previously done a few years before that and got these differing results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your result for The Doomed Romantic Test...&lt;br /&gt;Dead Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24% Romanticism, 31% Melodrama, 29% Desperation, 40% Uselessness&lt;br /&gt;Low Romanticism, Low Melodrama, Low Desperation and Low Uselessness - you are Dead Inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE PLUS SIDE: You don't giving a flying holy fuck about any of this love hoopla. It's idiocy. For the birds. You're not going to sucumb to it and nor are you going to be hurt by it. You know what you want, and it's certainly not doomed romances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE MINUS SIDE: You don't want any romances, in fact. You're a shambling wraith of the human condition, devoid of even a trace amount of magnificence. Aww.And the new result is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your result for &lt;b&gt;The Doomed Romantic Test&lt;/b&gt; ...(Re-taken in 2010)&lt;br /&gt;The Wraith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58% Romanticism, 41% Melodrama, 25% Desperation, 43% Uselessness&lt;br /&gt;High Romanticism, Low Melodrama, Low Desperation and Low Uselessness - you are The Wraith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've seen the movies, read the books - you know how this love thing works. And you like it. You like it a lot. You're in love with being in love. You don't care with who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You exist only to fall in love, drifting from relationship to relationship as though nothing's wrong. But something is wrong - you. Hmmm....not a great improvement there, is there? I went from Dead inside to Death incarnate. Shite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lovely. So let me see how this fairs in 2012...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your result for The Doomed Romantic Test ...&lt;br /&gt;Cretinous Fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48% Romanticism, 21% Melodrama, 36% Desperation, 57% Uselessness&lt;br /&gt;Low Romanticism, Low Melodrama, Low Desperation and High Uselessness - you are the Cretinous Fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if there's one thing you're good at, it's being a flaming retard. Of that we can be sure. Whether or not you're going to find love, doomed or otherwise, is not the question you need to ask yourself. You need to ask: Should I sterilise myself now for the good of humanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, unfortunately - the answer is yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...how wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT UP! We have The Brutally Honest Personality Test. Last Time I got "Prick". Seems fitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2012 result is.....: I'm still a Prick. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your result for The Brutally Honest Personality Test ...&lt;br /&gt;Prick- ENTP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67% Extraversion, 67% Intuition, 67% Thinking, 20% Judging&lt;br /&gt;People love to hate you, because you love to argue. The strange thing is you probably took that as a compliment. Why, I bet you've already got a witty comeback all lined up ready to throw right back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you don't realise is that your inane obsession with debating pisses everyone off. Whatever happened to us all trying to get along? I mean, you're so annoying people disagree with you for the damn sake of it! NOBODY cares about your abundant opinions. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, but there's more to life than your expansive knowledge and sharp repertoire. When was the last time you showered? Brushed your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're up in Nevernever land, getting excited over future possibilities and your crazy theories, WE have to put up with your awful stench. I can smell you from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is ideal for that of a future lawyer and because everyone already hates you, you have nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that seems about right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-4148240000316145344?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4148240000316145344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2012/02/pussy-farts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4148240000316145344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4148240000316145344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2012/02/pussy-farts.html' title='Pussy Farts'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-5813481820611132742</id><published>2011-12-13T06:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-13T06:17:46.310Z</updated><title type='text'>Love thy neighbour?</title><content type='html'>Arnt humans lovely? They rape, murder, destroy, lie, cheat and steal. In fact, we are the only species on this planet who cause harm to others just for fun. I'm bored and I want something to do. I know, I'll go out and shoot something or I might even rape a baby. A dead baby! (Only species to fuck our own dead aswel.) But I must be home early, I've got church in the morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched a video that accompanied a story about a man in Nigeria (according to comments, the people in the video are speaking Nigerian) who is set upon by a gang, in the middle of the day, on a busy street, and is kicked, punched, beaten with makeshift weapons and then set on fire to die in the street. All the while the local towns folk just stand idly by with their camera phones recording and taking pictures. The reason for this insane cruelty and apathy, according to self proclaimed Nigerian speakers, is that the victim is a thief and or murderer. Original claims that the man was gay and was thus set upon is most likely the reason this video was released online but in case, sexual orientation is irrelevent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that people can just treat another human as if they were an inanimate object? What does it say about that particular country's attitude to life? What exactly is wrong with us as a species? Seriously. Religious or not, how can anyone justify what happened to that man, and countless others? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the world how it is and I both marvel and cry. Capable of such beautiful dreams and such horrible nightmares, people everywhere need to fuckin cop on. There was a warning before the video saying extremely graphic and that you wouldnt be able to watch the whole thing. I was aprehensive for the first minute or so and then I just kinda became numb. I think i'm so used to how people treat each other, not even an act or pure, sadistic, public cruelty like that could really phase me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the world and everyone it,&lt;br /&gt;We squander our potential,&lt;br /&gt;We dont deserve any of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-5813481820611132742?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/5813481820611132742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-thy-neighbour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/5813481820611132742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/5813481820611132742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-thy-neighbour.html' title='Love thy neighbour?'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-3969509348310526403</id><published>2011-10-20T19:50:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:22:53.015+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Free Astrological Reading....</title><content type='html'>....100% True and Accurate!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1AzgvVlx_cY/TqBwY6YcX2I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9enZYiQQTbE/s1600/aquarius21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1AzgvVlx_cY/TqBwY6YcX2I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9enZYiQQTbE/s320/aquarius21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665651904523034466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AQUARIUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you will wake up after having a nice sleep and think to yourself "Hmm...I might do that thing I said I would do if I got the chance" but upon reflection, you will scratch yourself and spend most of the afternoon not wearing pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bD69MeTY2ek/TqBw7oMesXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0d3vI79LzGg/s1600/pisces21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bD69MeTY2ek/TqBw7oMesXI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0d3vI79LzGg/s320/pisces21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665652500936438130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PISCES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the fish. Sleek, wet Ninja's of the deep. Not at all like you. If you were a fish, you'd be the sturgeon, but a lot uglier. On the plus side though, that guy in the office you like has just gone through a painful divorce and so his standards have dropped immensely. Get him drunk enough and he may just feel you up at the next office party while he cries into his beer. &lt;br /&gt;(This does not apply to my beautiful girlfriend who is amazing in every way :) x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ok2_0Zgk3g/TqBxJayupMI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cL_SGzN_mak/s1600/aries21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ok2_0Zgk3g/TqBxJayupMI/AAAAAAAAAZw/cL_SGzN_mak/s320/aries21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665652737856939202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ARIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moon is in your Uranus this weekend. Which makes a change from all that cock. You may be a slut, but my god are you good at it! Shine on, you crazy diamond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HzGc5QyvlI/TqBxXm-kMeI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/588dPijJOfE/s1600/taurus21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HzGc5QyvlI/TqBxXm-kMeI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/588dPijJOfE/s320/taurus21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665652981645980130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TAURUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont look now, but you have serious camel toe and you smell like the inside of a Whale's vagina. Your lucky number is 7. Someone will offer you a promotion in whatever dull, soul sucking job that you are wasting away in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPrEKMjdLt4/TqBxoFkSvwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Eojr3nQnylA/s1600/gemini21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPrEKMjdLt4/TqBxoFkSvwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Eojr3nQnylA/s320/gemini21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665653264735190786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GEMINI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most awesome star sign. You ooze sex appeal and awesomeness. Men want to be you and women want to be on you. Start every morning by demanding that everyone "come see how good you look". It will make them feel less like the miserable ingrates they are. I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piz1PPxufYA/TqBx3V76F9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/hSYzM7OoU64/s1600/cancer21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-piz1PPxufYA/TqBx3V76F9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/hSYzM7OoU64/s320/cancer21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665653526827243474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CANCER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, you're named after a life threatening illness and your sign is a crab. God hates you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLtUYnQk3Lg/TqB407U8kCI/AAAAAAAAAag/-AMo1wgV2q4/s1600/leo21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLtUYnQk3Lg/TqB407U8kCI/AAAAAAAAAag/-AMo1wgV2q4/s320/leo21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665661181906161698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will do the followings this week: Sleep, eat, shower, check facebook. How am I so good at what I do? Being a psychic is like being awesome...it just flows through my veins, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--O6qFlkQXYY/TqB5rk3e7II/AAAAAAAAAas/UXcoVz241sM/s1600/virgo21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--O6qFlkQXYY/TqB5rk3e7II/AAAAAAAAAas/UXcoVz241sM/s320/virgo21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665662120769809538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;VIRGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Virgin" HAHAAHAHAAHAAHAHAA, you? No, seriously.... only way you could be a virgin is if you're a 24 year old ginger dude, with Seven of Nine pj's who sits in his mother's basement, wearing his Cape of Kahoondor (+7 Dexterity), furiously masterbating to the un-realeased piolt to the re-booted Wonder Woman tv show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh, Oh I see....well then...... carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1NDN00nw5g/TqB7ZGEidiI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Z_nnD_j6fwI/s1600/libra21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1NDN00nw5g/TqB7ZGEidiI/AAAAAAAAAa4/Z_nnD_j6fwI/s320/libra21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665664002288678434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LIBRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will have to make a difficult decision today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVSW3bteTdg/TqB7sva3pwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/MFwsVvluEuo/s1600/scorpio21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVSW3bteTdg/TqB7sva3pwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/MFwsVvluEuo/s320/scorpio21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665664339805710082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SCORPIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty boring lately. To spice things up, why not surprise your partner by dressing up in a naughty school girl outfit or sexy nurse uniform. You too, ladies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_56zEuDbyWc/TqB8xFkP90I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/T_WqNGgKigU/s1600/sagittarius21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_56zEuDbyWc/TqB8xFkP90I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/T_WqNGgKigU/s320/sagittarius21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665665513981736770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SAGGITARIUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seemed like a funnier idea when I started. What? Oh right, the bullshit. Eh..... you will do something today that will make you...something something. I dont know. It involves a horse. Probebly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdZ0xXHFJ6k/TqB9Uwn-pjI/AAAAAAAAAbc/bOkPaCT7bW0/s1600/capricorn21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdZ0xXHFJ6k/TqB9Uwn-pjI/AAAAAAAAAbc/bOkPaCT7bW0/s320/capricorn21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665666126835525170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CAPRICORN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no friends. It's because you're a dick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everything I have just said is bollox. Just like all astrological readings/psychics and your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-3969509348310526403?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/3969509348310526403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/10/your-free-astrological-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3969509348310526403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3969509348310526403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/10/your-free-astrological-reading.html' title='Your Free Astrological Reading....'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1AzgvVlx_cY/TqBwY6YcX2I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9enZYiQQTbE/s72-c/aquarius21.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-6867457957999010637</id><published>2011-10-20T17:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T17:35:11.792+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pot. Kettle. Black.</title><content type='html'>US senator John McCain on the death of Gaddafi -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The United States, along with our European allies and Arab partners, must now deepen our support for the Libyan people, as they work to make the next phase of their democratic revolution as successful as the fight to free their country."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, in New York...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2eci5ka74kQ/TqBNnW3_1oI/AAAAAAAAAZM/K4EneAD4qHY/s1600/100611-national-people-of-color-occupy-wall-street-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2eci5ka74kQ/TqBNnW3_1oI/AAAAAAAAAZM/K4EneAD4qHY/s320/100611-national-people-of-color-occupy-wall-street-20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665613669782771330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-6867457957999010637?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/6867457957999010637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/10/pot-kettle-black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6867457957999010637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6867457957999010637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/10/pot-kettle-black.html' title='Pot. Kettle. Black.'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2eci5ka74kQ/TqBNnW3_1oI/AAAAAAAAAZM/K4EneAD4qHY/s72-c/100611-national-people-of-color-occupy-wall-street-20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-5822367280312300700</id><published>2011-09-29T00:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:19:28.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Primetime: Meet the Presidential Candidates.</title><content type='html'>So I Just watched Primetime's interviews of the Presidential candidates. I took a few notes on them while I watched. Notes that represent my instant reactions to who they are and what they said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael D.Higgins: Respectable. Bit old but good 1st impression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay Mitchel: Twonk. Party Line parrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin McGuinness: Up himself. Terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Davis: Pink Jacket. Do we really need another woman president? We have a Mayo toaiseach. That's enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dana: Timmoy!!! Jesus, she actually sounds like a Stepford Wife. Her only weakness is crying. Apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Norris: Huge respect for the man. I was delighted when he announced when he was running. Pissed off that he was turfed out of the race. Its great that he got back in. C'mon, David. Sad that the whole interview was based around the feckin letters. Thats all it was. Everyone else got various questions. Another media attempt to assasinate Norris' character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean Gallagher: Bald. Fianna Fail. Doesnt have a chance as far as I can see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to fuck that this campaign isnt yet another opportunity for RTE and the tabloids to drown Norris in horseshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-5822367280312300700?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/5822367280312300700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/09/primetime-meet-presidential-candidates.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/5822367280312300700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/5822367280312300700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/09/primetime-meet-presidential-candidates.html' title='Primetime: Meet the Presidential Candidates.'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-4625439434204031194</id><published>2011-08-10T05:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:32:57.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Media coverage of the English Riots</title><content type='html'>BBC, ITV, Channel 4, Sky News, Twitter, Youtube, Blogs, RT, Aljazeera, etc etc. Where ever you have been following the footage of the riots around England, one thing has me questioning the agenda of these media outlets. In the past few hours, Twitter exploded talking about a tv channel that seemed to have just appeared out of nowhere. This channel is Sanghat TV. It can be found on Sky Channel 847 and online via blogs/Ustream feeds. This channel only has, or at least tonight only had 2 reporters, 2 cameras 1 van and a small crew to do everything. More than two hours ago, (around 03.40 am GMT) Upinder Randhawa, one of the journalists for this channel, broke the story that 3 men had been severly injured in a 'traffic collision' and were subsequently rushed to hospital in Dudley, Birmingham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporting live outside the hospital amid a crowd of people, Upinder asked why he and his team seemed to be the only people reporting about this and other events in and around Birmingham during the day. Where were the mainstream media? He was alone at the hospital. The users of Twitter (I care not for ridiculous names such as the twitterati ect)were asking the same questions and let the likes of the BBC and Sky News know how they felt about it. Live footage at the time on Sangat TV showed the reaction of a brother of one or more of the victims (I could be wrong about the man's connection to the victims as I couldnt verify that)when he had recieved word that two of the 3 men had indeed died. It was intense and a bit hard to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next hour, twitter users, myself included, were asking why the mainstream media seemed totally in the dark about this. The Sangat TV people are un-paid volunteers. Surely the might of Sy News, a 24 hour, 7 day a week, world wide news organisation could have verified and reported this in a very short time. And thats just Sky News. There are hundreds of news agencies that pride themselves on 'Breaking News'. As I sit here writting this, Sky News have indeed reported this story ( A mere one hour + after the fact) and as it turns out, according to an eye witness Sky News interviewed live via telephone, the 3 victims were apparently run down deliberatly by unidentified assailants. A murder investigation is now underway, according to Local Police. While Uphinder, at the scene, and the man interviewed on Sky both claim that the 3rd victim has also died, Sky News cannot confirm this at the present time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question? Was this simply a story that the mainstream news media decided to ignore for a certain period of time? While Twitter was ablaze with this story, and various stories during the day based on the reporting of Sangat Tv, both the BBC and Sky continuely reported the same stories over and over and over again, frustrating many. Keep in mind, Sky News used footage from Sangat Tv in its own broadcasts today several times and according to Uphinder, both the BBC, ITV, Channel 4 and even CNN approached them in order to use their footage so obviously they were worthy enough and good enough reporters if the likes of those mentioned wanted to use their stuff. A possible reason for this apparent media blackout? Wait long enough to report this story so as to reduce any kind of possible reprisals? That opens up many more questions in my opinion. When we watch these so called 'Breaking News' Channels, are we really getting 'Breaking News'? Is it drip fed to us only after its been edited to suit the agenda of the the people broadcasting it? Endless, instant footage comes of the destruction happening in various cities around the world and indeed England these last few days. The majority of it negative and fearful. What I saw tonight, while sad, was real. It showed Muslims and Sikhs in a very positive light I must say and Upinder himself spent the night delivering very positive and passionate points of view in regards to the situation all the people of England have found themselves in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I been caught up in the drama of it all? Perhaps. I do realise that a professional news agency needs to have if not all, then most of the facts before commiting to a story, but you and I would both be niieve in thinking everything we see in the mainstream news media is true and unbiased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought this was a very interesting development. While Sky News and the BBC spent hours replaying the same footage of Manchester and Liverpool and covering and recapping the same stories and interviews, Upinder and the Sangat team provided live, on the ground coverage almost uninterupted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson from all of this, if there is one, I guess is this: dont rely on just one or two sources for your information. Get out there, Search for as much as you can from as many sources as you can in order to build a fuller picture. The analogy of Plato's Cave comes to mind more and more. &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/3940006260856485377-4625439434204031194?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4625439434204031194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/08/media-coverage-of-english-riots.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4625439434204031194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4625439434204031194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/08/media-coverage-of-english-riots.html' title='Media coverage of the English Riots'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-8601595263037902527</id><published>2011-07-27T00:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:59:04.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blergs</title><content type='html'>Just sitting here thinking "D'ya know, I used to really like watching The Outer Limits when I was younger. I wonder what happened to that show?" I'm talking about the revived series, not the 1965 black and white one. Anyway, one quick google search later and I find out that it ran from 1995 til 2001 on Showtime (in the States) and probebly on Sky 1 over here. That's a decent enough run, eh? I also discovered that it ran one more year on another channel after that before it was cancelled. That channel? The retardly re-named SyFy channel. Yet again, the bastards over there on the dipshit network took something I enjoyed and killed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck SyFy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-8601595263037902527?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8601595263037902527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/07/blergs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8601595263037902527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8601595263037902527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/07/blergs.html' title='Blergs'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-1506356959105400658</id><published>2011-07-20T23:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:46:32.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tf4nc0_Fy2I/TieE7Bnw6SI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q8Ud7N-0x30/s1600/fml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tf4nc0_Fy2I/TieE7Bnw6SI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q8Ud7N-0x30/s320/fml.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631616008632461602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-1506356959105400658?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1506356959105400658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1506356959105400658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1506356959105400658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-this.html' title='Just this'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tf4nc0_Fy2I/TieE7Bnw6SI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Q8Ud7N-0x30/s72-c/fml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-7413606150973224858</id><published>2011-07-06T03:26:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T03:38:39.392+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Universe</title><content type='html'>Though I dont always understand it, I enjoy reading and watching videos about the universe, cosmology and things to do with QED, String Theory and stuff of that kind. I read a book a few months ago called 13 things that dont make sense. Tis a great read and i'd certainly recommend it. One particular thing that keeps popping up in my merry jaunts around these topics is that the Universe is not only expanding but the expansion is getting faster. Let that one roll around your brain pan for a second. Imagine throwing a pebble into a pond and seeing the ripples it causes getting faster the more they emminate from the epicenter. It doesnt make sense. Thus the way I try to reconcile this in my head is that the universe is shaped like some kind of steep hill or a surf board standing verticaly. The Big Bang started at the summit and the Universe has been rolling down the incline like a ball, getting faster and faster. The thought I just had while watching a talk on TED.com is this: Will this increase in speed ever reach terminal velocity or not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like this I wish I knew some astro physicists. Anyone have Neil deGrasse Tyson's number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brief musing has been brought to you by the number 3.14, the colour fuscia and TED.com Ideas Worth Sharing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-7413606150973224858?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/7413606150973224858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/07/universe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/7413606150973224858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/7413606150973224858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/07/universe.html' title='The Universe'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-2697517780239118893</id><published>2011-05-30T17:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T17:47:18.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief thoughts about Senator David Norris</title><content type='html'>So after listening to an excerpt of 'Liveline with Joe Duffy' today (May 30th, 2011) I was prompted to give my two cents on the matter of Senator David Norris, possible, and hopefully next President of Ireland. You can listen to the show here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.rte.ie/radio1/podcast/podcast_liveline.xml. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, a journalist called Lucy Burke hopped up on her soapbox, for reasons she believed valid and claimed David would'nt and indeed shouldnt be a presidential candidate based on an interview she conducted with the Senator back in 2002. Said article can be found here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sites.google.com/site/norrisarticle/. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to the callers on Liveline, (always a bizzare bunch if you ask me. One lad even stated Senator Norris should be locked up for what the article attributes to him)and reading both the article in question and the Senator's rebuttal, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(found here:http://www.norrisforpresident.ie/askdavid/magill-magazine-2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to believe there are enough intelligent people in Ireland that can see the difference between an honest discussion and tabloid, ignorant sensationalism. The article by Lucy Burke clearly took the conversation out of context in my opinion. The fact that there are sections highlighted in bold print just reeks of tabloid hackery. I actually agree with what Senetor Norris said in the article. While not gay, I can understand the alluring idea of being brought into the sexual world by someone who is older than you. It goes without saying (something Ms Burke didnt seem to realise) that obviously, there is zero support for underage sex. At least of the kind that she aluded to. Who in there right mind, when aged between, say, 14-16 would pass up an opportunity to fool around with a slightly older prospective lover of say 16-18? When I was 16, I would’ve loved the chance to fool around with an older girl. I’m sure gay teenagers of both sexes have the similar ideas/fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my first thoughts on Ms Burke were those I usually attribute to the Liveline 'guests'. To wit: Potato headed buffon. Yes, i'm judgemental and all that jazz. Bite me. Then after a few minutes I started wondering, like others did, if Ms Burke had some sort of anti-Norris agenda that went further than an obscure interview from the dawn of the century. I can say century, because that is exactly what 2002 was. Ha, awesome. Anywhoo.... genuine concerned, albeit misguided, citizen? Or hack journalist looking to grind her axe? I shall let make up your own minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This missive brought to you by the number 37, the colour purple and this picture &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuK6or-FxiE/TePJNI_JWUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kDWyMzk4jXA/s1600/187996_318973847746_2161711_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuK6or-FxiE/TePJNI_JWUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kDWyMzk4jXA/s320/187996_318973847746_2161711_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612550788221589826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-2697517780239118893?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/2697517780239118893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/05/brief-thoughts-about-senator-david.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/2697517780239118893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/2697517780239118893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/05/brief-thoughts-about-senator-david.html' title='Brief thoughts about Senator David Norris'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GuK6or-FxiE/TePJNI_JWUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kDWyMzk4jXA/s72-c/187996_318973847746_2161711_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-1136315923353734181</id><published>2011-05-26T02:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T03:21:38.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled: The ramblings of a whingy, lazy gobshite</title><content type='html'>So i'm sat here in my pants, (as is my want. Its feckin warm, lads) and not for the first time over the course of the last few months, I find myself thinking "what is the point of all this?" Now, dont worry, I dont mean in any kind of deep, exsistential 'what is the meaning of life' way, I mean what's the point of me doing any of this university stuff here in Italy? Nothing I have done since I got here has anything at all to do with the degree i'm supposed to be working towards. I've sat in class rooms listening to lecturers waffle on about Fredrick Douglas and Lawrence Sterne. Huck Finn, W.B Yeats, Salman Rushdie and Ghana after colonial rule. Why? Apart from the obvious 'you picked those classes, Adam' reasons. The only reason I picked those classes was because they were taught in English. And a good thing too, because the English to Italian translation class i've been doing is like expecting a 94 year old woman in a wheel chair to become a Parkour champion. This year for me academically has been a complete waste of time if i'm honest. Yes, its partly to do with my lazy, irresponsible attitude towards things I dont like but its also due to the fact that apart from (failing) to learn to speak and understand Italian, nothing i was to do here had any significance at all. My degree, for all its worth, which isnt much I must admit, is Celtic Civilisation. I enjoyed doin that stuff for the most part in the first 2 years of uni. It was fun and engaging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt apply to college with any aspirations for academic glory. I did it because it was something to do. An idea I had that would both allow me to persue something I thought might be interesting and give me the chance of getting out on my own away from the pit that is Roscrea. Hooray, I thought. Midway through my 2nd year of uni I began thinking that perhaps I could make more of this further education lark. Well, I can state with almost certainty now, that is no longer the case. Erasmus has been hugely beneficial for me from a personal stand point. My self awareness has grown, meeting people from all over the globe has been educational, living in a forign culture and all that jazz has been a great experience. Academicaly though, as I have said, basically pointless. I'll never again have to wonder what so and so is trying to say in some part of some book I'd never even heard of. I dont care if Gulliver's travels is a political satire of 18th century life. Tell me, why would I need to know that Milan is pronounced Millin in Shakespear's 'The Tempest'? How is any of what I have done these last several months going to be useful to me in an exam or essay based on why Cú Chulainn is such a badass? Hmm? What the hell was the point in me spending 9 months in university that has zero, nothing, utter fuck all to do with what i've done the last two years and what I am meant to do for 1 more year? And why is it seen as a such a privilige? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose i'm just having a whinge cus I'm just not arsed with this anymore. A couple of the classes i've done were interesting and entertaining (Something I look for) but the others bored me to tears. I dont think i was cut out for this lark at all. I enjoyed it back in Ireland cus it was fun, but I dont take it seriously enough. I feel guilty for complaining in a way since the students here have to fight for Erasmus places, and can only go if they can afford it. I was lucky financially and feel bad for whinging about how shitty the uni is here. I was pretty much told though that I HAD to go on Erasmus. Basically I HAD to go to Italy. I would've had to fight for a place in either Wales or Scotland I guess; but compared to Italy, why would I? It was either work in Italy for 3 months and pay your own way, I was told, or go to Uni. Which is kind of unfair since it says in the damn handbook that you must take courses in your degree subjects while abroad. Hey, guess what? I couldnt. They dont do my dgree subject in this country. So as much as I have enjoyed the personal experience and am very greatful for the opportunity, after 2 years of enjoying university more and more, I'm now sick to death of pointless bullshit, boredom and ridiculous bureaucracy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying right now. In fact, I should've been studying for months, but I didnt. I'm a lazy, sick of it all, not bothered, whingy butthole. And I dont actually care! lol. I honestly dont care. How dumb is that? I'm going home to a country with zero jobs, i'll have fuck all money, i'm 28 in a couple weeks and I actually dont give a shit. The ONLY thing that is making me feel guilty is that a lovely family chose me to help out financially. I dont really care that I might not get to finish my degree. That I might have to payback a loan or two. That to me says that I shouldnt and probebly dont deserve to be in University. If I was a lot younger, you could chalk this down to me be immature and childish. Rebelling for the sake of it. And perhaps, that might be somewhat true. But I think im old enough to realise that if this is my attitude, then why should I force myself to continue to do something that clearly, I dont want to do. There are ofcourse things that one HAS to do, regardless of how they feel. They HAVE to shower. They HAVE to obey laws. They HAVE to keep their wobbly bits hidden from view while around small children. But why should we have to do things that have no significance? That bore us to tears and stress us out so much that we get ulcers and wind up making us miserable, lonely worker ants who inevitably explode in a fit of rage? (be it inwardly or the much more fun to watch outwardly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt particularly write this waffle so people could read it. This kind of rant/stream of conciousness is more a way of voicing my own internal viewpoints I guess. I find its better to write shit down rather than have it fester inside. Also, by doing it this way, you dont have to worry about people telling you to shut up, or pretending to listen haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I can write pages of this bollox without any problems at all. Why have I had so much trouble in doing stuff this year that I was SUPPOSED to do? Boggles my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-1136315923353734181?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1136315923353734181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-im-sat-here-in-my-pants-as-is-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1136315923353734181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1136315923353734181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-im-sat-here-in-my-pants-as-is-my.html' title='Untitled: The ramblings of a whingy, lazy gobshite'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-6747504868524512172</id><published>2011-04-18T23:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:25:26.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I found Jesus...</title><content type='html'>...on some toast/my window/dish cloth/cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh c'mon people, for fuck sake!!!! It's 2011. Can we stop all this ridiculous bullshit about seeing Jesus's image on random objects? Please? Also, why is it always Jesus? Why not Apollo or Isis or Ganesh? Now there's something i want to see! Some gormless headed fuck nugget with an IQ in the double digits ranting and raving about seeing an image of the elephant god on his naan bread! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the fairness in these sightings anyway? Why is it always Christians who find these "miraculous" images? I know Muslims dont allow drawings of their number 1 guy, but what if he spontainiously appeared on a pop-tart? Would we even recognise him? (Due to the no drawing thing). In any case, I would pay top dollar for a stick of french bread depicting a scene of Mohammed corn-holing Krishna while Thor and Chalchiuhtlicue jerked each other off. (Aztec God of lakes and streams in case you were wondering) But no, its always the same old shit. Jesus face, Jesus face, Virgin Mary, Jesus face. Change the damn record already! Spice it up a little. Maybe a picture of Jesus surfing or fighting a T-Rex. Mary doing a strip tease, that kinda thing. Actually, since we're on the subject, why is it only pictures we get? This is the computer age. You would think that a being of omnipitent power would be able to conjure up something better than a shitty, smudgey, random grease spot on a towel that a few idiots think looks like that other ridiculous image on a very faded and centuries old towel that they keep locked away in this here fair city of Turin. Oi, JC! Cop the fuck on, man. Show us some of that voodoo that you do so well (apparently). You could turn water into wine, cure disease with a touch and come back from the dead. How about a fucking HD video thats projected onto the clouds, visible from every country on Earth? An interactive hologram that speaks and does card tricks. Get the Japanesse to help you with the techy stuff. They're good at that. Ooooh, better yet, appear in one of them plumes of smoke above the reactors in Fukashima! That'd be a laugh riot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stop with the toast and the windows and the dish cloths. And stop "appearing" to mindless cretains. You did that a few thousand years ago. Dont you ever learn? Dont you want to grow and seek to better yourself?? You're always doing things in secret. Or maybe thats just your dad's schtick. Hmm, I can just imagine the day he decided it would be a good idea to announce his presence to the world: "Yes, the world shall know of me and my powers. That I, Jeff, created all of Time and Space. Now, what will be the best way to announce this? I could appear to everyone at the same time and prove conclusively that I exist. I could do it on a regular basis so nobody gets suspicious and therefor there would be absolutely no doubt! No, no. Too obvious. Oh, I know! I'll tell this man here. This illiterate pesant, in the middle of this desert, in the shit hole of nowhere, during the bronze age and get HIM to tell everyone that i'm real. And I'll only do it the once!  I'll never again appear to anyone ever (unless they are totaly whacko thus ensuring no one will ever believe them.) Yes, yes that will be much more efficient and practical." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your father's name probably isnt Jeff, but he must have a name, and if you ask me, he kinda looks like one. How do i know? Why he appeared to me in a vison of course! Just last week in fact. I was snorkling off the coast of Koa Samui and he appeared riding a 20 foot sea horse wearing a pink tutu and a t-shirt that said "No fat chicks". Jeff was just wearing a cowboy hat. Anyway, ive gotten slightly off topic here... Just stop with the face in toast (et al) thing, yeah? If you're gonna put any pictures of anybody, anywhere, make it someone hot like Megan Fox, or Cheryl Cole or someone like that. I wouldnt say no to eating them for breakfast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This rant was brought to by the color peridot, the number 11 and this article: http://www.aolnews.com/2011/04/18/british-woman-roisin-mccourt-sees-jesus-in-stained-towel/. I suggest looking at the slide show. Its hilarious.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-6747504868524512172?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/6747504868524512172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-found-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6747504868524512172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6747504868524512172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-found-jesus.html' title='I found Jesus...'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-3920349836977496836</id><published>2011-04-15T00:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T00:53:19.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game is Rigged</title><content type='html'>I've no need to write anything here. I'll let George say it for me. Only thing I will say is, he's not just talking about America. Listen and learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wV1lZMTCqf8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-3920349836977496836?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/3920349836977496836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/04/game-is-rigged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3920349836977496836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3920349836977496836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/04/game-is-rigged.html' title='The Game is Rigged'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wV1lZMTCqf8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-3629663355585507738</id><published>2011-04-05T12:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T13:46:26.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FEEB! One boiled egg.</title><content type='html'>When will we be free from the yolk of outdated religious stupidity? See what I did there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having been raised a catholic, participated in all the silly rituals and having excaped sodomy while an alter boy (despite wearing hotpants to church), I was about 13 or there abouts when I realised that I was getting a bit old to have an imaginary friend who lived in the sky. Now, as i approach my 28th birthday, I'm still amazed that there are people who still want religion to be a part of the education system in Ireland. I could easily rant for hours about why religion is one of the worlds most destructive forces and has retarded millions of people for centuries, but i wont. I'm far to lazy to write a book. What I will say however is this: If religious educatiu=on is to exist in schools, then it should be just that. Education. Not "taught" by nuns or priests or anyone connected to an organised religion, but by intelligent, rational people who understand the importance of a healthy mind. Discuss the history of the religions of the world. Openly and honestly. How they were founded, how they evolved and the role they play in todays world. Dont sit 30 children down in a class room and tell them that if they be good and pray for nice things that they'll live on after they die. Dont tell them that if they are bad or dont believe in the wrong sky fairy that they will spend all eternity in agony and suffering. Tell them about the horrors commited in the name of God and Allah and whoever else. Tell them about the inherent evilness and hateful bigotry that exists within these organisations. Tell them to read books by Dawkins and Hitchins etc (or at least let them watch debates on youtube and possibly even organise their own debates) Teach them the value of questioning everything. Encourage critical thinking and rational thought. Expose them to all religions, not just the one that is dominant in their own country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A school is where people go to learn, not to be incolcated into ancient hocus pocus that has no right to be so powerful in this day and age. If you want to raise your children in a specific faith, go right ahead. They're your kids, do what you bloody like. But dont expect that others should conform to your way of thinking. Governments and the educational systems of countries should be, in my view, 100% secular. Not be involved in any way with religion. Personally, If and when I have children of my own, they will be allowed to choose whether or not they want to be religious, but only when they are of an age where they can make that decision for themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mild, hyperbolic rant was inspired by this article http://www.independent.ie/opinion/letters/religious-education-is-vital-to-our-childrens-development-2609521.html and it got me annoyed. Its potato headed people like that, in my own country that really grind my friggin gears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for your delictation, a video of one of thee great men alive today. Christopher Hitchens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mQorzOS-F6w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-3629663355585507738?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/3629663355585507738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/04/feeb-one-boiled-egg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3629663355585507738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3629663355585507738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/04/feeb-one-boiled-egg.html' title='FEEB! One boiled egg.'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mQorzOS-F6w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-1083292406683279800</id><published>2011-02-23T20:43:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-23T21:37:37.799Z</updated><title type='text'>Some ramblings about Friday's Election</title><content type='html'>It's difficult to watch what is happening at home when you are in another country. I have found that for the most part, I have felt that it has been important for me to keep up to date with the political goings on these last few months. Previously I was uninterested in any form of political discussions. They bored me and I really had no time for what I percieved as "grown up" business. I had no idea what NAMA was, nor did I care. Politicians names meant nothing to me and I just carried on with my own interests. I've never voted for anyone and I'm not even registered. That all changed for two reasons. Firstly, I moved here, to Italy and was faced with the prospect of being outside my own country for the longest time I have yet experienced (my longest stay abroad before this was seven days.) The second reason was Ireland pretty much collapsed. I found myself reading news articles online and watching current affairs programs that were previously the reason I left the sitting room when my Dad turned them on. I started to put names to faces, what their agendas were and found out that politics was infinity more boring and fascinating then I had otherwise thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy anyone who is going to vote in Friday's general election. I worked myself up into a fervor and went about seeing if I could register online and vote from here. Americans can do it, I thought, surely I can? But no, I cant. Irony of ironies, now that I want to vote, I'm not allowed because I dont currently reside in Ireland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched two of the three leader's debates (I didnt bother with the TG4 one due to that hilarious affliction of not being able to speak Irish because i'm Irish.) and I was quite surprised with how I felt after they were finished. Each party made some valid points that i could understand and get behind. FF has obviously wrecked my country and given the chance I wouldnt vote for them If I was paid, but Micheal Martin does seem to be a decent enough chap. Now, that may be because he's the captain of a sinking ship and so has nothing to lose so he can just say what he feels. This is a commodity that a lot of politicians dont have. Gerry Adams and Pearse Doherty made excellent points that unfortunately were hindered by the tarnished reputation of both Sinn Féin and Mr Adams himself. In an election dominated by the economy, SF just doesnt know how to cope. If it wernt for that, they may very well have had a fighting chance. Labour has benifited from FF public disgrace and for that, most likely have a place in the next government. But its FG and Enda Kenny who are finnaly going to have their day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this election had've been called for and run before xmas, a vastly different scenario would be looming. Had the Greens and the FF back-benchers had had the stones to actually bring down the government back then, who knows where we would be by now. Maybe thats a good thing that we arnt though. Who can tell. Personally, I think the Dáil should've been disolved before xmas, the budget put on hold until after a new government was elected, but sure, that why i'm not a politician. I have no career to think of. Nothing to worry about if I say things out of turn or things that rub people up the wrong way. Just as well, cus I do that a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the Idea of Independents running for office, just so long as they dont turn out to be anything like that Micheal Lowry of Jakie cunt rag Rae. Even the look of that wanker annoys me. Hopefully, after all the promises and speeches and talk of reform, we get rid of people like that from not just the Irish political scene, but Ireland in general. It's people like that who contributed to the rape and plunder of Ireland and they should be punished for it. The only realistic way of punishment I can see if by going out on Friday and not voting Fianna Fail. Let the party be decimated. The reason they stayed in power so long was not just because people voted for them, but because they had always voted for them and so felt a kind of mis-placed loyalty. Its like a bad relationship. You know you should end it, but you've been together for so long that you just dont. They've had their time, now let others have a go. Hopefully they dont get back in straight away either. A rose tinted fondness will no doubt start to shine on FF in years to come. People will either forget or simply forgive what they did. Just like when that bad relationship eventually ends, you cant suddenly say Ah sure, we had some good times. Yeah, we did, but we also had shitty times brought about by fundamental differences, deceit and down right corruption. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Governments work for us. We should tell them what to do, not the other way around. Its my hope that in 4 years time, if whoever is elected on Friday fails to live up to what we want from them, a new party is elected. If something doesnt work, you try something new. You dont keep going back and forth between the same two broken systems. So, I say let FF crumble. Let them go the way of the PD's and dissolve. If in time, they re-group and proove that they have changed for the better, only then should we reward them with another chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bizzare, rambling, self serving rant has ended. Go in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was gonna translate this into Italian but fuck that shit! lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-1083292406683279800?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1083292406683279800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-ramblings-about-fridays-election.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1083292406683279800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1083292406683279800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-ramblings-about-fridays-election.html' title='Some ramblings about Friday&apos;s Election'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-6053348861112871854</id><published>2011-02-15T19:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:02:22.821Z</updated><title type='text'>Sure fuck it, why not</title><content type='html'>Allora, decisi a scrivere un blog completemente in Italiano perché sono annoio e anche vorrei vedere se é possibile. Non lo sono securo se é grammaticalmente corretto o se sará comprensibile, ma voglio provare comunque. Dimmi se é sbagliato e lo proveró fare migliore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come state, tutti? Bene spero. Io capisco che solo io e non molti altri possiamo leggere questo. Tutta via, devo mettere in pratica il mio Italiano perché non  parlo con Italiani. Lo so che avrei dovuto, pero sono molto pigro ed é piú facile per me parlare inglese quindi dovere parlare con gente che non io conosco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, si, lo so che qualche della ragione per Erasmus é conoscere gente differente e di mescolare con la gente, ma sono un misantropo a il migliore dei tempi. Non sono securo che cosa dire prossima. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho comprato un DVD di Stargate SG1 ieri. Lo guardo in Italiano con sottotitoli inglese. É utile per formazione i miei i orecchi io penso. Tengo un libro che io scrivo nuovi parole che ho imparato. La mia vita é molto eccitante, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso che ho finisco per adesso. Dimmi se questo é merda :P grazie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dopo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-6053348861112871854?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/6053348861112871854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/02/sure-fuck-it-why-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6053348861112871854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6053348861112871854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2011/02/sure-fuck-it-why-not.html' title='Sure fuck it, why not'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-6022527956995007781</id><published>2010-12-17T04:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-17T05:40:48.076Z</updated><title type='text'>Why I hate money and tv ratings (read: American studios)</title><content type='html'>Well, that's another great show to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just found out that the Syfy Channel has cancelled yet another Stargate show. Stargate Universe (SGU) Was a bold new installment in the Stargate franchise. It was completely character driven and was much darker than both SG1, Atlantis and the DTV movies. I for one really enjoyed it. Gone were the Goauld, the Ori, the Wraith and Replicators. SGU had no "bad guy" that they fought with every week. Instead, the enemy, for lack of a better word, was simply survival and isolation. It was a really good concept and one which was slow to burn. It was a far more dramatic show than the previous installments, which relied on action to drive the plot. I was really looking forward to seeing what they could do with it over the next couple of seasons. But no. Syfy, in its infinite wisdom, has scrapped it. To be replaced, most likely, with more wrestling or awful self made b-movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings, it would seem, are everything to the network execs. With high ratings comes advertisers. With advertisers comes money. Forget the fan base. Who cares about the people who actually watch the show?  They'll watch what we tell them to watch. The irony is that without American tv, I'd have nothing to watch, but because of it, I have to constantly search for something new because all my favourites get routinely cancelled due to their (the studio's) greed and douchebaggery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG1: Cancelled after 10 seasons (a great run to be honest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stargate Atlantis: Cancelled after 5 seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGU: Cancelled after 2 seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefly: Cancelled after 1 season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studio 60: Cancelled after 1 season (though to be fair, American audiences dont like intelligent programming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle XY: Cancelled after 2 seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sliders: Cancelled due to being fucked over by FOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fringe: On its way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While one cant solely blame the suits for these cancellations, (the writers are sometimes to blame for lack of ambition and or laziness/ineptitude) the fact remains that if your show fails to make the money the studios want, then you get the axe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its not just tv. Jon Favrou wont be directing Iron Man 3 due to, one can assume, budget issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film studios are even worse at this kind of thing. They have always thrieved on greed. Its capitalism 101: How do we make the most amount of money, for the least amount. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick to death of seeing endless horse shit movies and tv shows gaining huge ratings and success that just dont deserve it. Pirates of the Carribean 4? Seriously? Isnt that horse beaten to death enough?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have noticed that my list of shows, bar Studio 60, were all sci-fi. Yes, SCI-FI, not SYFY, you miscrients. If you're going to re-brand, dont be retarded about it. The reason is I love Sci-fi stuff. I was raised on a healthy dose of Star Trek, Stargate, Star Wars, anything really to do with space and or time travel/alternate dimensions. I watched Earth 2, Quantum leap, Sliders, was blown away by the 1st ep of Farscape (I was young) and I recall another show that involved marines in space, though I cant remember the name. I'm a huge nerd. I'm good at it as well. That isnt to say however that I dont enjoy other genres. Lie to me, Lost, Dexter, HIMYM, Californication, The Wire. I just prefer science fiction. Its inspiring, entertaining, can be hilariously funny, (SG1's 100th and 200th episodes were amazing) dramatic, thought provoking and touching. It is, in my opinion, the greatest and richest of all the genres. That is why I get so angry when studios shit all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I feel as though I'm pissing in the wind. Science fiction will never garner the same support as a televisual/Movie art form the likes other genres enjoy. You wont see sci fi shows winning the best show award at the prime time emmys. You'd be hard pressed to see a Sci Fi movie win a top Oscar (At least not these days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are millions of sci fi fans all over the world. Millions of them in America alone. When you think about it, it doesnt really makes sense as to why such an obiously popular genre is constantly being beaten in the damn ratings. (a possible reason could be weak writing, but that can only go so far. Sliders was a fantastic show until the studio got involved and started demanding more of this and less of that) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should be a dedicated channel, a proper sci fi channel, that airs only science fiction, for science fiction fans. A channel that isnt controled by idiots who think they know what people will watch. A Sci Fi channel for fans that is run by fans of the genre itself. Ratings can go fuck themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, for that to become a reality, the monetary system would have to take a back seat to quality programming. And that will never happen. Oh I do despair sometimes. Money, like religion, is the cause of so many problems. But without both, this wouldnt be our world. Damn paradox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-6022527956995007781?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/6022527956995007781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-i-hate-money-and-tv-ratings-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6022527956995007781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6022527956995007781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-i-hate-money-and-tv-ratings-read.html' title='Why I hate money and tv ratings (read: American studios)'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-4566346862635661861</id><published>2010-12-08T04:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-08T05:12:35.869Z</updated><title type='text'>Stephen Fry and Craig Ferguson</title><content type='html'>I love dick and fart jokes. I love crass, low rent humour. I also love fascinating conversations about society and language. While Craig Ferguson is generaly the proponent of the former, his is a gifted interviewer with a keen intellect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not familiar with Craig, and I shall assume that you are not based on the fact that nobody I know does, here is a brief description. Craig Ferguson is the host of "The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson" which airs everynight on CBS in America. In my opinion the best of all the talk show hosts in that country and perhaps the world. He is funny, immensely entertaining, and you only have to watch a few of his shows to realise that what sets him apart from the rest is his honesty and his ability to not conform to the usual norms of his chosen profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this year, Craig had on as his guest, Stephen Fry. There is no need to provide a description of this man, as his awesomness goes without saying. Stephen has been on the show several times, but on this particular night, without an audience, without puppets or sketch segments, Craig just wanted to sit down and have a good old chat. This kind of thing is never seen in late night. And thats the point. Craig sets himself apart from the rest by being brave enough to try new things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share with anyone who may read this the footage of that interview. Why? Because it's a great interview with two fascinating and intelligent people I admire greatly. I'll also provide links to Craig's wikipedia page so you can get some more information and also the youtube channel that provides daily episodes to the show. This is a relatively new channel as the old one was forced to close down. Because of this I cant seem to find the opening of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_GaF1KFGV3Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/_GaF1KFGV3Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1nL-Q2iwyI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/n1nL-Q2iwyI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yXskQ1C8z3Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/yXskQ1C8z3Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvKF_Bf1Xxo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/rvKF_Bf1Xxo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links: (hidden for some reason. Just move your cursor down and they will highlight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Late_Late_Show_with_Craig_Ferguson&gt;Wikipedia page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.youtube.com/user/TVsCraigFerguson&gt;Malinky's youtube channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-4566346862635661861?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4566346862635661861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/12/stephen-fry-and-craig-ferguson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4566346862635661861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4566346862635661861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/12/stephen-fry-and-craig-ferguson.html' title='Stephen Fry and Craig Ferguson'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-5317797472573537560</id><published>2010-12-07T18:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:59:09.280Z</updated><title type='text'>Budget 2011 instant reaction</title><content type='html'>I have just spent the last couple of hours watching coverage of the Budget via RTE's online service. The quality was, at times, terrible as i was forced to continualy refresh the feed and thus missing large portions of what was being said. I dont know whether this was due to my connection being weak or if RTE's service is just pants. In either case, I felt the need to comment on what I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, the Budget doesnt seem to be the extremely harsh one we were all led to believe it would be. Though it will obviously take time and various supplemenatry reports to make a full decision on this. Iwas very surprised that no increase in alcohol or tobacco was introduced. Dole payments are of course down, various taxes are up. To be honest, I dont feel qualified enough to go into these things. What I will say though is this: How does it benefit any nation to continually take money out of Health, Social Protection and Education?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to the speeches made I thought Brian Lenihan was his usual confusing self. Though that may be due to my lack of understanding in regards to finance. He recieved several jeers and looked a bit like Donkey standing next to Shrek. Shrek being the mass of useless flesh sat next to him, Brian "Jabba" Cowen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Noonan was, from what I managed to hear, almost inspirational in my opinion. It was a great speech with a very apt Michael Collins quote at the end. Quite right that Minister Noonan was applauded at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan Burtan was painful. I dont know enough to make a comment on her ability to do her job, but public speaking certainly isnt what she should do very often. Endless comparisons to America and a bizzare and cheesy High School Musical reference was just plain stupid and irelevant to me. She sounded like one of those school teachers who want to be popular with the kiddies. Though she did seem angry at the end of her speaking time, which was nice to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last speech, and the one most interfered with in terms of RTE's pitiful streaming abilities, was the new Sinn Féin minister Pearse Doherty was in my view fantastic and awe inspiring. He encaptualted what we all are feeling. He, along with Minister Noonan gave suggestions on how all the FF cut backs cut have been avoided and he seemed genuinely angery and passionate about what he was saying and I respect him a lot for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was utterly digusted however, that by the time Minister Doherty had a chance to speak, the Dáil had basicaly emptied. No Cowen, no Lenihan, No Kenny or Gilmore. In fact, I think I saw one Labour party TD and no FG TD's what so ever. FF had the Tainiste Mary Coughlan and another TD there, though I cant recall his name now. The Táinste spent most of the speech looking bored, disrespectal and constantly berrated and badgered Minister Doherty. Utter disgrace. The idea that 90+% of our elected officials dont see the need to listen to everyone and just get up and leave once they've said their peice makes me really angry. Sanctimonious, self-righteous bastards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never though id become involved in th politics of my Country, but the last few weeks have really shaken me up. I was even dissapointed to find out that due to me being in Italy, I will be unable to vote in the up-coming election. (Though I am still fairly cynical about elections in general)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also never would have thought I would vote for anyone in Sinn Féin. But based on what I heard in the Dáil today, If I could, I would most likely vote for Pearse Doherty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slán&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm quite liking the surge of Patriotism ive been feeling lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Michael Noonan and Pearse Doherty's speeches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minister Noonan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rte.ie/news/2010/1207/budget_political_reax.html#video"&gt;Government accused of being &amp;#39;socially blind&amp;#39; - RTÉ News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minister Doherty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rte.ie/news/2010/1207/budget_political_reax.html#video"&gt;Government accused of being &amp;#39;socially blind&amp;#39; - RTÉ News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-5317797472573537560?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/5317797472573537560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/12/budget-2011-instant-reaction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/5317797472573537560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/5317797472573537560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/12/budget-2011-instant-reaction.html' title='Budget 2011 instant reaction'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-829128474161584048</id><published>2010-12-07T06:19:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:07:17.226Z</updated><title type='text'>Critical Mass</title><content type='html'>Is Wikileaks the shining beacon of hope we all want it to be or is it, like the Iranian government insist, a U.S State Dept ploy? This answer is obviously not the latter (crazy Iranians) but it may not be the former either. Wikileaks is without a doubt one of the most amazing things to happen in recent years. Anyone who values truth and freedom should, and probably do, admire and respect Julian Assange and the various pople connected to the website. In the world today, there are not enough men and women like him. At least, no one as well known. There are the Alex Jones, Jim Marrs and Jesse Ventura's of the world, but they are relatively unknown to the vast majority of the public. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikileaks has been around for a few years now and has broken some pretty huge stories. Their exposé of Scientology, the murder of Reuter's journalists and the thousands of documents the released on the wars in Afganistan and Iraq we're incredible. However this latest cablegate stuff is just immense. (side note: I hate how every controversial news story gets the "gate" treatment. Stop doing that!) Governments should be held accountable for what they do, but there is a risk of endangering people's lives when too much information is shared. I'm talking here of the cable released recently discussing locations that are vital to U.S interests. The only problem I have with this is the fact that there is the possibility that such sights ma become targets for "terrorist" bombings. I say "terrorist" because that word is really over used in the media but my point remains the same. Apart from that, I think the release of these documents is a great things. And here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For thousands of years, the ones with the knowledge, control the ones who dont. The world, if you look at it from a certain perspective, is an Orwellian dystopia and becomes so even more as time passes. Such a society can not exist if information is freely available to the mass populace. That is whats really scaring the U.S and various other power brokers. Wikileaks presents a threat to their very nature. If you cant control what the people know, you cant control the people. So they are fighting back in every way they can think of that wont cause all out revolt. Bullshit charges of sexual misconduct. Hacking the site into oblivion (though, like the Hydra, new ones continue to appear) Amazon taking back their servers, Paypal and Mastercard making it so Assange and co cant recive donations, his Swiss bank account being frozen due to him not providing correct details on where he lives. Please! If you read these stories, they just make you laugh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bank said: "(Mr) Assange cannot provide proof of residence in Switzerland and thus does not meet the criteria for a customer relationship with PostFinance. For this reason, PostFinance is entitled to close his account."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Master Card opted for: "MasterCard said it was cutting off payments because WikiLeaks is engaging in illegal activity. "MasterCard rules prohibit customers from directly or indirectly engaging in or facilitating any action that is illegal," spokesman Chris Monteiro said."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that for a moment. A Swiss bank closes an account because proof or residence cant be confirmed. You telling me that every single Swiss bank account holder lives in Switerland? Assange put Geneva as his residence. As, I am sure, many, many others do. It's bullshit. And as for Mastercard's pitiful excuse? How many criminals use credit cards? Its utter lunacy. It's as if you were to let ten thousand rats through your window, but tell one guy he cant come in because he wants to use the front door. (A very odd analogy, but its late, and I'm tired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could segway into a rant about the invisble empire or 'NWO' and incorporate all sorts of material ranging from documentaries, to video games, to comics; but I wont. Anyone who knows me knows that I love conspiracy theories and could talk about them for ever. This isnt the best platform to do that. However, I will add some links to news stories, websites and the names of some films you should watch and then you can make up your own minds as to how they are all connected to some degree. I personaly think we as a people are approaching a critical mass in terms of our understanding to whats really going on in the world. There are too many signs emerging for me to believe they are purely coincidental. There are 3 ways this will all end as far as i'm concerned: 1: They, whomever 'they' are, win. Perhaps they already have and now are just consolidating their power. 2: They fail due to information reaching the public and the public, en masse, finally wake up and take actual steps to prevent the End Game. or 3: I'm just a paranoid nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall find out in the coming future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the links :) (they just seem to be hidden for some reason. Move your curser down though and the links will highlight) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, and good luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://twitter.com/#!/wikileaks&gt;Wikileaks Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://twitter.com/#!/cableleaks&gt;Cablegate Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://bubbloy.wordpress.com/2010/12/05/twitter-is-censoring-the-discussion-of-wikileaks/&gt;Twitter censorship of wikileaks?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.infowars.com/&gt;Infowars.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.jimmarrs.com/&gt;Jim Marrs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documentaries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Obama Deception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terror Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall of the Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisible Empire: A New World Order defined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeitgeist the Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeitgeist Addendum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loose Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other ares of interest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Illuminati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Knights Templar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bildeberg Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tri-Lateral Commission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Council on Forign Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pc/xbox game series "Deus Ex" &amp; Assassin's Creed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012, the Annunaki, the Mithras storyline in the Deadpool comic, ancient astronaut theory and 'Chariots of the Gods' by Erich von Daniken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse Ventura interviews and videos you come across. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just ideas on where to begin. You'll find various other sources online and in books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-829128474161584048?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/829128474161584048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/12/critical-mass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/829128474161584048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/829128474161584048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/12/critical-mass.html' title='Critical Mass'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-1140859001922993660</id><published>2010-11-23T12:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-23T12:46:20.930Z</updated><title type='text'>STOP THE MADNESS!!</title><content type='html'>Never in my life did I think I would feel the need to so closely follow the on-goings of Irish politics. The country is a mess. On the one hand, it's clear that a budget needs to be implemented and fast. Otherwise we'll wake up one day, go to an ATM and see nothing but the words "Insuffcient Funds" staring at us in the face. If a snap election is called, it will take weeks for a new budget to be drawn up. Thats not good news for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, this proposed budget due to come in on the 7th of next month is, like Fintan O'Toole said, akin to shopping for condoms after you realise you're pregnant. It will be desperately put through (at least, thats the plan) by a government who are dead on their feet. The most likely winners of the election in the new year, Labour and Fine Gael, will be forced to stick to an agreement that they didnt even sign up for. Cowen and co will walk away from the Dáil, dust off their jackets and say "Well, it's you mess now, lads. Good luck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell like? This is what happens when kids run the sweet shop. The fuck it over (and in Cowen's case, eat all the sweets) Then go running to adults and ask them to come in and clean up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Republic of Ireland: 1916-2010. She was a fine experiment that was betrayed and killed by its own children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-1140859001922993660?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1140859001922993660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/11/stop-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1140859001922993660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1140859001922993660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/11/stop-madness.html' title='STOP THE MADNESS!!'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-3158624853720600713</id><published>2010-11-23T10:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-23T10:36:12.867Z</updated><title type='text'>Six Truths in Life</title><content type='html'>1.       You cannot stick your tongue out and look up at the ceiling at the same time, a physical impossibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All idiots, after reading #1 will try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. And discover #1 is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You are smiling now because you are an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You soon will forward this to another idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. There is still a stupid smile on your face .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely apologize about this but I'm an idiot and I needed company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TOuY_2YKpgI/AAAAAAAAADI/uB0vttrmGCc/s1600/how-to-be-an-idiot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TOuY_2YKpgI/AAAAAAAAADI/uB0vttrmGCc/s400/how-to-be-an-idiot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542691989105583618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-3158624853720600713?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/3158624853720600713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/11/six-truths-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3158624853720600713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3158624853720600713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/11/six-truths-in-life.html' title='Six Truths in Life'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TOuY_2YKpgI/AAAAAAAAADI/uB0vttrmGCc/s72-c/how-to-be-an-idiot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-2201514142086291489</id><published>2010-08-12T11:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:58:21.238+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Unemployment</title><content type='html'>So I'm lying here in bed, procrastinating before I head down town and and I came across a link for name anagrams. It's lame, pointless and yet, totally adictive! Here is a list of some of my friend's names, post-anagramified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray:         Rainy Bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise:     Oily Nudes Keen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn:    In Lanky Hatred&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Kicki:     King Or Dirtiest Dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin:     Brown Up The Moronity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greym:     My Smart Geek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried lots more but these were the pick of the bunch. Well, that was 20 minutes well spent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, here is a comic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TGPTte2sGVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BiqjVyooL6I/s1600/children_of_god.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TGPTte2sGVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BiqjVyooL6I/s400/children_of_god.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504475947906898258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-2201514142086291489?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/2201514142086291489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/08/unemployment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/2201514142086291489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/2201514142086291489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/08/unemployment.html' title='Unemployment'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TGPTte2sGVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BiqjVyooL6I/s72-c/children_of_god.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-3182595404520066199</id><published>2010-08-09T11:22:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:52:14.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we there yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TF_c-evHuKI/AAAAAAAAACw/UC_9-FU3THQ/s1600/saturn-moon-rhea-no-rings_24307_600x450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TF_c-evHuKI/AAAAAAAAACw/UC_9-FU3THQ/s400/saturn-moon-rhea-no-rings_24307_600x450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503360235630737570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Until this week Saturn’s small moon Rhea was the only known solid space object thought to have a ring. (Other known ringed bodies, such as Saturn, are mainly gaseous.) But a new study of optical images has failed to detect any signs of structures encircling the natural satellite."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this article over at the NatGeo website via Derren Brown's blog via his Twitter (Mmmmm, connection-y) and it got me thinking about how I wish the "real" space age would just hurry up and begin already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was kid i've been fascinated with Space and nearly anything to do with it. Almost always in a science fiction way but now and again the reality edges its way in. The Mars rovers, the Cassini-Huygens mission and the recent space walks on the ISS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic space battles and hot alien sluts are all well and good, but sometimes just reading an article about a moon and learning new stuff about our Solar System really excites me. It also annoys me because I know that I'll never get to seduce a Vash-type alien chick and contract space herpes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the article: &lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2010/08/100806-saturn-moon-rhea-rings-space-science/"&gt;Nat Geo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-3182595404520066199?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/3182595404520066199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/08/until-this-week-saturns-small-moon-rhea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3182595404520066199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3182595404520066199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/08/until-this-week-saturns-small-moon-rhea.html' title='Are we there yet?'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/TF_c-evHuKI/AAAAAAAAACw/UC_9-FU3THQ/s72-c/saturn-moon-rhea-no-rings_24307_600x450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-7291572196296743628</id><published>2010-07-24T02:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T02:46:16.117+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Best before.....?</title><content type='html'>What's the deal with the best before dates on food? Seriously. Am I the only one who pays them any heed? They are, as I have always assumed, put on food products with one function in mind: To let you know when to eat it before it gets all manky and smelly. (Hmmm....maybe they should do that with vaginas?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have been told on many occassions that on certain products, these dates are of little consequence. Bread for example. Who cares if it's best before the 23rd and now its the 25th. Its been in the fridge. Its grand, eat it. Em...no thank you, it's purple. I have issues with purple bread. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Are best before dates passed their sell by date? (see what I did there)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-7291572196296743628?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/7291572196296743628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/07/best-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/7291572196296743628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/7291572196296743628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/07/best-before.html' title='Best before.....?'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-8060086835648573713</id><published>2010-06-15T16:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T04:53:50.675+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Games I'm looking forward to playing.....</title><content type='html'>...but will have to wait for feckin ages!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E3 is underway and things look good! Here is a list of games I'm most looking forward to playing. However, since I'm not bringing my xbox to Italy, I'll have to wait till this time next year to play any of them. Lame. On the plus side though, they should be cheaper by the time I get around to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Microsoft's press conference yesterday, like alot of other people, I was left feeling a little underwhelmed. Kinect (formally "Project Natal") really looked promising last year but this year it looks like a 2nd hand Wii knock off. The Dance game by Harmonix could be great fun and I have high yet cautious hopes for the Star Wars game but the rest seem a bit....meh. They look great but just like the Wii, they seem like flash-in-the-pan type gimmicks. Only time will tell if Kinect lives up to the hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for Gamespot to hurry the feck up and code the Ubisoft and EA confrences and I await the Nintendo and Sony confrences to begin. I dont have a PS3 or a Wii but I have wanted a PS3 since GOW3 came out (especially since they re-released GOW1 and 2) I'd also like to give Drakes Fortune a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnnnyway........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without further ado, here are the games I cant wait to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom Clancy's Ghost Recon: Future Soldier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSi0zg4RBQo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSi0zg4RBQo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halo Reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7PyPTcDiVjI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7PyPTcDiVjI&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zzNs4-kRLaE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zzNs4-kRLaE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Call of Duty: Black Ops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSfWHD8tZQY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSfWHD8tZQY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Medal of Honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1njQT9kJaM&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1njQT9kJaM&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mortal Kombat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EocP7bJO5VU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EocP7bJO5VU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Metal Gear Solid: Rising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1BHYYX6spdc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1BHYYX6spdc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dues Ex: Human Revolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/it5rSJ6-7rk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/it5rSJ6-7rk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gears of War 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7Te5fcnrUA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7Te5fcnrUA&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bullet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qJ0SmWfzTFE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qJ0SmWfzTFE&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go. My wish list of games. The trailer for Star Wars: The Old Republic looks kick ass but alas, I'm not a mmo kinda guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-8060086835648573713?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8060086835648573713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/06/games-im-looking-forward-to-playing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8060086835648573713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8060086835648573713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/06/games-im-looking-forward-to-playing.html' title='Games I&apos;m looking forward to playing.....'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-1651097875440915756</id><published>2010-05-19T15:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T15:33:01.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the end for Zombies?</title><content type='html'>My hatred for anything Twilight or Twilight-esque (Those rubbish T.V shows) not withstanding, I still like my Vampires. I also like Werewolves and Zombies. Alas....something new and even more evil is a foot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Forest_of_Hands_and_Teeth" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Forest_of_Hands_and_Teeth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this Twilight in Zombie form!? For the love of George I hope not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-1651097875440915756?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1651097875440915756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-this-end-for-zombies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1651097875440915756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1651097875440915756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-this-end-for-zombies.html' title='Is this the end for Zombies?'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-4864988849731344522</id><published>2010-05-13T18:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:42:04.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey look! Its a rant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Things I hate....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slow walkers in front of me. Unless they are likely to break a hip if they fall over. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megavideo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A commentary track on stand-up DVD's. Why!? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any DVD commentary with just one person. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any DVD commentary that waffles on about how some dick stick key grip hurt his back that day so they had to use the dolly...etc etc or any boring technical drivel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any DVD commentary that records two seperate sessions and edits them together. Here's an idea, get everyone in the room together? Im looking at you, Star Wars and Fight Club. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the university library who spend thier time on Facebook when there is a que of people waiting to print stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toothpaste stains on my shirt in the morning. You can wipe them away with a wet cloth but the fuckers always come back later in the day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise for Dante's Inferno. I get it, he wrote a decent book. He helped create what was to become the Italian language we know today. He could rhyme like a mother fucker. He was also an arrogant, holier-than-thou douch bag with too much time on his hands and a hard-on for Virgil. Get over it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When some of my favourite movies dont have a DVD commentary. Or when it has a pointless text commentary. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megavideo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting my keys when leaving the house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling cheese "red" cheese, where clearly it's orange.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online adverts for weight loss or teeth whitening. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Single moms" not keeping the damn secret to themselves. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shameless and ridiculously misleading online adverts for the game Evony. (Which is shite) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up with a list of things to rant about and then forgetting them halfway through &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight and it's epic gayness &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady GaGa &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit remakes of classic movies. Clash of the Titans? Pah! I've had more entertaining bowel movements. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching all the Harry Potter movies in one day, realising that after the 1st one "they aint that bad" and being forced to wait till the next one comes along. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realising you have no toilet paper mid way through a poo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megavideo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-4864988849731344522?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4864988849731344522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-look-its-rant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4864988849731344522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4864988849731344522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-look-its-rant.html' title='Hey look! Its a rant!'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-2115073373855776048</id><published>2010-02-15T05:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T05:33:31.986Z</updated><title type='text'>Dante's Inferno Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-2115073373855776048?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv' title='Dante&apos;s Inferno Quiz'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/2115073373855776048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/02/dantes-inferno-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/2115073373855776048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/2115073373855776048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/02/dantes-inferno-quiz.html' title='Dante&apos;s Inferno Quiz'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-1043056164420453159</id><published>2010-01-04T18:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:50:04.444Z</updated><title type='text'>what?</title><content type='html'>How is it that after 6 months that you still hurt when you think of certain things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really, thinking back over the last 3 + years and realising that as they prgressed, your happiness and hopefulness grew dimmer and dimmer and things getting harder and harder and reaching the point where eventually you make the decision to end things because you just dont want to wait anymore,and saying to yourself what others have said, that you'll be better off and that things will get better and they do in some respects. You start feeling good about your future and your present and you think you have finally turned a corner. Then You hear something, that make all of those feelings rush back in at incredible speed. The love, the anger, the bitterness, the misery, the futile hope....It all comes rushing back in and all you can do is try blcok it all out with pointless distractions because you cant deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How after 6 months can you still be almost shut down? One event leads to another that leads to another, like dominos. What the fuck, like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-1043056164420453159?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1043056164420453159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/01/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1043056164420453159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1043056164420453159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2010/01/what.html' title='what?'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-3488149362814228137</id><published>2009-09-02T03:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T03:40:10.902+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh-ness</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to do another of these but i've been quite lazy lately. Im just lyin down, listening to Tim Minchin (16 days left before I go see him live! woo) and looking at some cyanide and happiness comics. I got a laptop finnaly, so now I can do my interwebz surfing LYING DOWN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kilkenny this past weekend and had a great time. Met up with some friends, had some drinks and played a couple of hands of Magic: The Gathering. Upon my return to Galway, I promptly went out and bought my own deck and a booster pack lol. Now, to find people to play with. Story of my life really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-3488149362814228137?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/3488149362814228137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/09/meh-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3488149362814228137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/3488149362814228137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/09/meh-ness.html' title='Meh-ness'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-7991260937833362221</id><published>2009-08-19T12:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:07:27.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Googlewhackage</title><content type='html'>So a friend of mine just bought "Are you Dave Gorman?" and "Googlewhack" and she is now trying to find a googlewhack for herself. Which, in turn, has lead me on a similar quest (fraut with peril and dragons!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mental I tells ya! The closest I have come is "Nudzh Qin" with 5 results. A cheeky combination of China's first emperor and my new favourite word, meaning: One who persistently pesters, annoys, or complains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few close calls last night, which I can no longer remember, netting me a cool and VALID 1 result. Alas, the link was invalid due to it be just a compendium of of words on some guys blog which turned out to be a list of already known googlewhacks. Failure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules, according to Googlewhack.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are the rules?  &lt;br /&gt;Rule Number One: Your two Googlefactors must exist in Google's view of legitimate words in this dictionary. Not your view; Google's view! Google does the work, and Google has the final word on what may be legitimate! In the blue bar atop your Google results, accepted terms are linked, and so appear 'underlined.' No line, no link, or no legitimate word = Googlejack! (As in, You've got jack, so see the FAQ :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule Number Two: Google also is the arbiter of a whack's uniqueness. Look to the right end of the blue bar atop your Google results. If you see "Results 1 - 1 of (any number),' you found exactly one hit = Googlewhack! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule Number Three: Google shows you an excerpt of the page you whacked. Look at that text. If it's merely a list of words (such as a bibliography, concordance, encyclopedia, glossary, thesaurus, dictionary, domain names, or plain old machine-generated random garbage), No Whack For You! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I shall remain vigilent in the face of such travesties and press forth. Excelsior and all that malarky. I would list my attempts here, but I do not want some poor unfortunate schleb to think he has found his El Dorado, only to be directed here, to my list of failures. Such was my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...on with the whacking!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-7991260937833362221?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/7991260937833362221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/googlewhackage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/7991260937833362221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/7991260937833362221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/googlewhackage.html' title='Googlewhackage'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-6523239004288695965</id><published>2009-08-18T05:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T05:31:36.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And now for something completely different...</title><content type='html'>Pardon me boy, is that the Chattenooga choo choo? Track 29, oh wont you give me a shine... *JAZZ HANDS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...i was trying to sleep but I decided to blog rondomness for a bit instead. So, whats new with me...well I broke up with the girlfriend a few weeks back...my shin and surrounding area on my right leg is feeling strange riight now. Almost like there is preassure on it. Maybe I should see a doctor...or perhaps a masseues. I cant spell massuesus. Its a funny word anyway so fuck it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, my internal monlogue thinks its Craig Ferguson lately (cue audience laughter) so I tend to ramble on pointlessly. Its about this time most nights that I get the idea to write things. I dont know why. I run through what I would write, in my head, and think to myself why are you writing it in your head? Just get a pen and paper or type it. And Then I think No, sure I'll do it after ive slept. By then ofcourse Ive forgotten all about it. I thinking I shouldve done that with this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it says my next blog will be my fav Muse songs but im a mercurial bastard and I rarely follow through on anything if i dont do it straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling quite gassy at the moment, or "Farty" as the scottish Conan guy would say. Oh, my brother and his fiancé just had a baby. Well I say they, but really it was just her. Robin spent the day trying to sonogram his head so he could see his brain on the monitor. Epic win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been severly strapped for cash the last couple of weeks. So much so that i managed to pay two weeks rent using 5, ten and 20p's! Ands ive eaten fuck all. Good news for for my waistline i guess. But huzzah! My poorness is soon to end as I am getting my dole money backdated! Or so im told. The Social welfare office isnt exactly a paradign of truth and virtue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yeeeah, definatly farty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man this really is a random blog isnt it? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose i should wrap things up. And possibly go to the toilet. So on that bombshell...Goodnight everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Any spelling or grammatical errors in this blog are the result of darkness, over-tiredness, laziness and fartiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-6523239004288695965?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/6523239004288695965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-now-for-something-completely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6523239004288695965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6523239004288695965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='And now for something completely different...'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-5454738057018162133</id><published>2009-08-13T00:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:44:54.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse</title><content type='html'>The greatest band of all time is set to release their fifth studio album next month and in celebration of this, I shall post the lyrics to the song "Uprising" right here!! You lucky people! Also, The song itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enjoy the glory that is Muse....(next up, My favourite Muse songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NtuYLQj6VOs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/NtuYLQj6VOs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paranoia is in bloom, the PR&lt;br /&gt;The transmissions will resume&lt;br /&gt;They'll try to push drugs&lt;br /&gt;Keep us all dumbed down and hope that&lt;br /&gt;We will never see the truth around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another promise, another scene, another&lt;br /&gt;A package not to keep us trapped in greed&lt;br /&gt;With all the green belts wrapped around our minds&lt;br /&gt;And endless red tape to keep the truth confined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interchanging mind control&lt;br /&gt;Come let the revolution take it's toll if you could&lt;br /&gt;Flick the switch and open your third eye, you'd see that&lt;br /&gt;We should never be afraid to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up and take the power back, it's time that&lt;br /&gt;The fat cats had a heart attack, you know that&lt;br /&gt;Their time is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;We have to unify and watch our flag ascend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-5454738057018162133?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/5454738057018162133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/muse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/5454738057018162133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/5454738057018162133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/muse.html' title='Muse'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-8016758203272900120</id><published>2009-08-09T22:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:20:31.464+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Fail</title><content type='html'>I have already ruined the continuity of the title. Damn lower case 'f'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy brings the term "Drinking problem" to new and hilariouos heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Sn89gtDUURI/AAAAAAAAACo/RIASLRxajgY/s1600-h/fail11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Sn89gtDUURI/AAAAAAAAACo/RIASLRxajgY/s400/fail11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368076912907538706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-8016758203272900120?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8016758203272900120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-fail_09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8016758203272900120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8016758203272900120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-fail_09.html' title='Daily Fail'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Sn89gtDUURI/AAAAAAAAACo/RIASLRxajgY/s72-c/fail11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-4944565699973379493</id><published>2009-08-08T16:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:30:41.807+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily fail</title><content type='html'>First, a quick re-cap of the last day and a bit. A good friend of mine, who, let's be honest, is probably the only one who reads this blog (Hi shn) came to Galway for a visit. We had a few drinks, enjoyed good conversation and came up with a winning forumula for Irish Porn. Oh, and we also discoverd the Asian cover star/transvestite country singer "TD Wang". Watch out for him in the coming weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und now, to Failsville....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Sn2ZwEmbXzI/AAAAAAAAACg/FeOPTkplnT8/s1600-h/fail-owned-spelling-fail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Sn2ZwEmbXzI/AAAAAAAAACg/FeOPTkplnT8/s400/fail-owned-spelling-fail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367615382043189042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-4944565699973379493?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4944565699973379493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-fail_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4944565699973379493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4944565699973379493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-fail_08.html' title='Daily fail'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Sn2ZwEmbXzI/AAAAAAAAACg/FeOPTkplnT8/s72-c/fail-owned-spelling-fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-6551466660067089652</id><published>2009-08-06T19:19:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:29:16.522+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Fail</title><content type='html'>I have decided that once a day (or whenever I get around to it) I will post a video or a picture that I find, to use the parlance of our times, "Lulz worthy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here be the first one. What a tit. But I guess you have to admire his gumption  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snsg7QQ8PLI/AAAAAAAAABw/RrSWTRHmdF8/s1600-h/128939175908265916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snsg7QQ8PLI/AAAAAAAAABw/RrSWTRHmdF8/s400/128939175908265916.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366919583292472498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-6551466660067089652?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/6551466660067089652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6551466660067089652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/6551466660067089652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-fail.html' title='Daily Fail'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snsg7QQ8PLI/AAAAAAAAABw/RrSWTRHmdF8/s72-c/128939175908265916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-7303890472448147426</id><published>2009-08-06T16:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:49:33.725+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampires are Killers</title><content type='html'>Ok..so this has bugged me for a little while. When I was younger I watched Buffy and for the most part, Angel. And I enjoyed them. They were funny and entertaining shows. For the first few seasons at least. But ofcourse, then I grew up and got a little more sense. Vampires are supposed to be evil, soul-less blood sucking denizins of hell. Not attractive broody types who walk around in the day time, suducing teenage girls. Im talking to you Twillight author!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snr0_0eUPWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/N_6en18qSaE/s1600-h/308ilbn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snr0_0eUPWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/N_6en18qSaE/s320/308ilbn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366871283220102498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent watched that movie, or read the book. I have better things to do. Like for example, pick fluff from my belly button, or laugh at people when they fall over in the street. This bullshit romanticising of Vampires has got to stop. The word "Vampire" originates from Kazan Tatar 'ubyr' meaning "witch." An Eastern European creature popularized in Eng. by late 19c. gothic novels, however there are scattered Eng. accounts of night-walking, blood-gorged, plague-spreading undead corpses.(taken from etymonline.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, does that sound like a romantic creature to you? Do you really think that kind of thing would sit around in a victorian mansion, brooding all day long, surrounded by candles and reading books? No. It sounds fucking awesome. It sounds like a group of badass motherfukers who roam the lands looking to tear out the throat of their next victim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enough of this Interview with a Vampire, Angel, Twilight, True Blood crap! Hell, even the Vampires in Blade were gay as hell when you get right down to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im with Guillermo del Toro on this one. I want my Vampires blood thirsty, disgusting, terrifying, undead monters with no remorse and no mercy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snr5Ifv3pEI/AAAAAAAAABY/bbF4BOKYi5Y/s1600-h/30days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snr5Ifv3pEI/AAAAAAAAABY/bbF4BOKYi5Y/s320/30days.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366875830321914946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snr5V3-YiLI/AAAAAAAAABg/SaJxBE6E7eY/s1600-h/bill_compton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snr5V3-YiLI/AAAAAAAAABg/SaJxBE6E7eY/s320/bill_compton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366876060163541170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, since I mentioned True Blood, I would to make a quick statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched it. 3 episodes in fact. And all I can say is this: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tempted to keep watching just to see if the gorgeous Anna Paquin gets down and dirty like everyone seems to do in that show. God damn, there is a lot of sex in that show. Sex and fuckin pityful acting/dialogue. And as for the Vampires? Whats up with the lame ass fangs that pop out? Ive seen bigger fangs on a snake for gods sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, this destruction of a great monster is not limited to Vampires. The tragic Blood and Chocolate relegates the kick ass Werewolf to just a normal, everyday run of the mill Wolf. Just a wolf. And guess what? The story revolved around a girl who fell in love with a guy (you know the type, sensitive upstanding guy, who just happens to be a "monster" but wants to nicer then his "evil" friends) God awful. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...im kinda getting a bit bored with all this typing. Im hungry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-7303890472448147426?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/7303890472448147426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/vampires-are-killers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/7303890472448147426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/7303890472448147426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/08/vampires-are-killers.html' title='Vampires are Killers'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/Snr0_0eUPWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/N_6en18qSaE/s72-c/308ilbn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-8588230351500971129</id><published>2009-07-23T14:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:05:03.401+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories...</title><content type='html'>Im feeling lazy (whats new?) So Ive decided to (re)post something here, what I posted somewhere else, with a few amendments. Basically its a trip down memory lane, basking in the awesome cartoon-ness that was my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_oBkWd_WHYs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/_oBkWd_WHYs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravestar. The cartoon about a sheriff and his anthropamorphic metal horse, fighting crime on a planet called "New Texas". I have been told this was the follow up to He-Man. I'll never forget the theme tune, but alas, the episodes have become lost in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Nm_jJBkHtU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/-Nm_jJBkHtU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this was superb cartoon-age. I was mad about this as a kid and while browsing in a shop a couple years back, found the first two episodes on dvd! Now my niece loves it ha! Have to hand it to the Phantom. He wore a purple, skin tight cat-suit, with a black eye mask, and he still wasnt as gay as Mandrake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OZ4c1X5ene8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/OZ4c1X5ene8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest cartoon in this list, and the one I have almost zero memory of apart from the first half of the theme tune. Theme tunes for these shows kicked ass. Kids today dont know what they be missin I tells ya! Perhaps this is when my fascination with the Greek gods/mythology began?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eyttr8wI3lE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/Eyttr8wI3lE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayce and the wheeled warriors is a cartoon I had completely forgotten about until one day, while browsing through retrojunk.tv or a similiar site, I vaguely recalled the name. When I clicked on the link it was if a door opened in my brain and all this awesomeness poored out. I loved this show. I loved the song, I loved the characters, I had a crap load of the tiys. I miss my primary school days :(&lt;br /&gt;Well, the after school, watch cartoons all afternoon days. School was shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iaNc-fLwXhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/iaNc-fLwXhQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs no introduction does this one. We all new it, we all loved it. I remember I managed to draw the turtles and splinter one day. I was so proud that I hung them on my bedroom wall. Splinter was so good, everyone thought it was drawn by someone else. Then one day I had a fit and tore them all down, along with several birthday cards. I have no idea why I did that, but I was bet stupid for it! lol. I cried and cried afterwords cus I missed my drawings.I was a weird kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7yeA7a0uS3A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/7yeA7a0uS3A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE-MAN. 'Nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AFg54yRgrG4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/AFg54yRgrG4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, alot of these cartoons have stayed with me because of the theme tune. But its kind of impossible these days to NOT know about the Transformers. Its the only cartoon I know abput that has a porno version. Tranny-formers. Eh, so im told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-sOaUAgbB4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/Y-sOaUAgbB4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about half 6 in the morning. Early 90's I think. Im 7 yeras old. Maybe 8. I have been woken early to be told that granny Murphy has passed away. My dad's mother. Im standing in the hallway. Im to young to understand but I know something is going on. Maybe i''ll get the day off school? better yet, since im awake, I can watch Thundercats!! Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vSD8DliZ1w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/-vSD8DliZ1w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im noticing a trend here. Memories based on music and merchandise. (In fact, i had toys from a cartoon not in this list that i didnt even know was a cartoon!) Anyway, I cant actually remember WATCHING this show, but I must have because I knew the song, I knew some of the guys names and ofcourse, I had the toys. See, right there. That boat coming out of the car? I had that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rg1mefLN74Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/rg1mefLN74Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skeleton warriors, even today as I watch this clip, kicks fuckin ass! Great sound track, great idea, great characters. Grimskull, hello? First time i can remember a cartoon character being in that "grey" area. Although he may not be as anti-hero as I remember, the sheer idea of him is enough for me to rate this as one of the best cartoons ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W5JdjJBQ1C4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/W5JdjJBQ1C4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From one of the best, to one of the lamest, hahaha. I used to watch this every afternoon when I got home from school. If memory serves, back then I knew it was cheesy and kind of crap, but it was a James Bond cartoon for cryin out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LLKYOSiW7U4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/LLKYOSiW7U4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only rememberd this show last week as it happens. I was lying in bed, going through youtube watching the rest of these clips and a brief whisper in my mind said "cartoon that had mech machines, Virtual reality battles". Well, ok, it didnt say that but thats the theme im going for.  I started thinking how in the hell I would find out a cartoons name, based solely on that description. Google, dont fail me now!&lt;br /&gt;So I went a searching, and after randomly searching old cartoon forums, I took a chance on The Bots master. A name I didnt recognise. Wah hey! Success! Again that door flew open and the memory of a 3d cartoon with A FUCKIN ROBOT NINJA WITH MULTPLE ARMS AND A PLASMA SWORD!!! came flooding back to me. And what do kids have today? Ben fucking 10! Its a disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-S96UkfAtZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/-S96UkfAtZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first introduction to the X-Men. I hoenstly cant remember an earlier time of knowing about them. It paved the way to my longing to have super powers. Shame it had Jubilee as a character. She sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks, there you have it. That is how I spent the vast majority of my childhood. My formative years. Thanks a massive bunch to Shn for helping me out with the html code. Just one cartoon remains to be shared. One which I have just realised was way before it's time. It was clever, hilarious and filled with adult humour. No, not South Park. Not Family Guy. Ladies and Gentlemen, Its time for.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KA0TS9l_nJE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/KA0TS9l_nJE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/3940006260856485377-8588230351500971129?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/8588230351500971129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/07/memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8588230351500971129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/8588230351500971129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/07/memories.html' title='Memories...'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-4638448451984165825</id><published>2009-07-20T15:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:38:47.778+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scientology and Youtube</title><content type='html'>So, how about that Scientology, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what bugs me? No, its not the bullshit propaganda. Nor is it the human rights violations apparantly commited by the "church". Nor is it even David Miscavaige's stupid douche bag face. No, what bugs me most about Scientology are those brain dead "victims" who leave the "religion" crying and complaining and expecting sympathy for handing over their life savings to a group of *insert hilarious insult here*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was a scientologist for 20 years and I gave them $40,000. Now im broke and my family hates me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in gods name did you expect? A farewell party and a cactus? Look at all of the other established, ACTUAL religions in the world. How many of them demand you pay them ridiculous amounts of money for tests you dont fucking need in the first place? "Oh im terribly sorry, but Budda says you cannot reach enlightenment until you pay us what we need. Please re-morgage your house and try again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I stared into a mans eyes for an hour and a half. Next thing I know, i was signing my name to a peice of paper and gave him my Building Society details. That way, they could take what ever money they wanted, whenever the wanted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING TOOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who is that dumb DESERVES to be robbed blind. Hey, while your being an idiot, why not invest in some of that homeopathy horse shit? Watch "The O'Reily Factor" as a factual news program? People like you are the reason con men exist. Do us all a favour and eat your own cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im usually all for the Scientology bashing, but seeing interviews on youtube of these people and their stories pissed me right off. Dont get me wrong, Im happy people are coming out against them. Anonymous rocks my socks, but if you do leave the "church", dont fucking whinge about how much money you lost because you were to fucking stupid to realise what was going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as for youtube...I have an entirely different beef with that. First off, this "did he dided?" bullshit has gone on for far to long and needs to fucking end. NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes seeing the man fall down a flight of stairs is funny. Thats why its on the internet. There is absolutely no reason, intelligent or other wise, to ask if the man in said video perished due to his injuries. Its not cute, its not funny its just fucking annoying. I dont mind when certain terms make their way into every day internet speak. I use some of those words. However, I do have a problem when that mind numbingly pointless shit starts popping up everywhere I look. Fuck off back to /b/ and stay there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now while im on the subject of youtube and fucking annoying, I want to address something that i have just become aware of. Being the shining example of slowness that I am, I was late in seeing a series of videos in relation to a kid who became affectionatly known as "homo kid". While funny for the first ten seconds, I realised something. This kid was literally bullied off youtube. Thats not fucking right. Video after video was posted making fun of this kid. By people of ALL ages. Seriously. I found a middle aged guy making fun of him. The child in question is ten years old or there abouts. Obviously from a fundamentalist christian family. So due to his upbringing, AND BEING A FUCKING CHILD!, he has some pretty ignorant views on certain issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youtube is a place where people can pretty much do what they want. If you want to flame a guy for his stupid hair, go ahead. If some guy wants to video tape himself peeing into his brothers cornflakes, I'll watch for the lulz. But if your sole purpose is to shit all over a little kids only means of expressing himself, regardless of how misguided he is, then you have fucking serious problems and I hope you die of severe anal tearing. Gay jokes are funny to a point, but straight out hatred and bullying proves your nothing more than dirt to be scraped off my shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to round off this lecture by going over a few questons about Scientology's marketing and branding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the most obvious question I need to ask is "What happend to Zenu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has read up on the history of Scientology knows that the Zenu story was, and some say still is, the foundation on which everything was built. Thats no way to treat your heritage! Completely disregarding your god because others find it hilarious. How about some damn pride, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, what gives with the logo? Now im no iconographer, but doesnt that bere a striking resemblance to a certain OTHER, far more established cross? Are we to believe Christ was a Scientologist? Surely not. For one, my homeboy JC wasnt down with the whole "Celebrity status" thing. And im pretty sure there were no E-Meters in Jeruselem. Then again, the 3 wise men did bring him gold when he was born so I could be mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, why is it I never see any google ads promoting Allah.com? Or any other website connected to Islam, Judaism, Hindism or Christianity? Its only fair they get in on some of that action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus endith the lesson children. Go in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of the father, the son and Samuel L. Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Entertainment/Images/scientology-religious-recognition-pamphlet.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-4638448451984165825?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/4638448451984165825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/07/scientology-youtube-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4638448451984165825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/4638448451984165825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/07/scientology-youtube-and.html' title='Scientology and Youtube'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-2860495912662279084</id><published>2009-07-19T22:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:39:31.077+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice Sunday afternoon...</title><content type='html'>Ah, that was a pleasent day. I enjoy random encounters with people I know. Not that well, but its rare i see anyone I recognise in this city, so it was a welcome change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up, as you do on a Sunday, around 4pm. Rubbed the crust from my eyes, had a pee, checked my mail and had a smoke. Usual thing to do when I awaken. I recently purchused an item from a website and after reviewing the recipt, realised I had put down the wrong adress. D'oh! So as the address was convieniently, just around the corner, I made up my mind to inform the occupants that a package would soon be arriving and could they contact me when it did. Grand I thought, thats that taken care of. Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its the Arts Festival, i decided to take a walk around town. So I meandered down shop street, not knowing where I would end up. I passed through a market, which I can only describe as "Hippy Heaven". All sorts of trinkets and do-hickies, hats, shirts, bags, ankle bracelets (which a mother tried to convience her teenage daughter, also doubled as hair beads. The daughter was having none of it.) and all sorts of junk that hippies seem to love. As i approached a Faloffel stand and some near by dancing minions, I thought it best to find the quickest exit, lest I be acossted by some scruffy turd named "moonbeam", trying to sell me healing crystals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked down the street, the fading music and new age love-in behind me, I heard my name being called. It was a friend sitting outside a pub with two people I recognised from Spanish class. "Will ya have a pint?" . I pondered briefly. Having not eaten anything since the chocolate muffin I had at 4.Am that morning, I weighed the pro's and cons. "Sure why not" was my response. Fuck it, its not like i have to be up for work in the morning, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed the hours talking about this and that. Met a Japaneese guy called "Nemo" from Yokohama and I discovered that you can put an image on practically anything, as long as your dark room is big enough. Ideas abound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive only been up for 6 hours or so but already im quite sleepy and I very much look forward to watching Forbidden Planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a short day, but a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-2860495912662279084?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/2860495912662279084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/07/nice-sunday-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/2860495912662279084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/2860495912662279084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/07/nice-sunday-afternoon.html' title='A nice Sunday afternoon...'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940006260856485377.post-1340068063141390956</id><published>2009-07-19T08:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:39:17.382+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><title type='text'>Fit the First</title><content type='html'>Well, here we go I guess. I just decided to start a Blog. A proper one, with its own page and everything! I have a lot of thoughts (see, right there you can tell it was a good idea to start reading. This guy, im sure your thinking, is deep) and, when i get around to it, I like writing so why not juxtapose the two. I'll start with a brief description of myself to get the ball rolling and then move on in to other territories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first problem is...I can never describe myself well because im pretty much in a state of flux as far as personality and tastes go.&lt;br /&gt;Im 26, Im currently a Student at NUIG, I have pretty bad spelling and awful grammar at times (not so far. I think) I spend way to much time on the internet...mainly watching vids on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy documentaries but only when im in certain moods. I like knowledge and learning just for the sake of it. I rarely get to use said knowledge to my benefit though. I tend to have all of my best thought out opinions when nobody is around to hear them. Im more of a night person...which is a good and bad thing i guess. I sleep alot being the downside of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told by many that I am intelligent, funny and witty, however I am none of these when I try. I tend to just come of as a dick when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship wise, im kind of in a self imposed hiatus right now. Myself and the missis have been going through what seems like an extended bad patch with sporadic moments of fun and contentment. She does alot of things that piss me off and I do alot that she hates. The distance bewteen us, geographically, probably has the most to do with the fighting but there are many other difficulties aswel. I wont go into them here because after nearly 3 years together, they just seem insane. Suffice to say, I find myself having to really look at the situation and try to figure out, once and for all, what the next step should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently unemployed, but to be honest, I dont really mind. The only jobs ive ever had were working in supermarkets or pulling pints (badly) in a pub. I envy those people who know, in their gut, what it is they want to do and go after that feeling. I have friends who are photographers, film makers, run their own business's (if thats wrong, its because i can never spell that right and i cant be arsed using google right now) I however have absolutley no clue what sort of job or career i want. Im doing a degree in Italian and Celtic Civilisation for fuck sake! lol What will that get me?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt mind running a small tour guide operation in Italy or Greece one day. Maybe a beach front bar or restaurant in Crete. I was in Crete in May. Hersonissos. Great place. You should go. But ofcourse, in order for those pipe dreams to work out, i need money. To get that, a job and so on and so forth. The phrase "Stage one: Collect underpants..." springs to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, recently I have been thinking about how cool it would be to get a career in Demolition. Like rigging buildings to collapse or working the wrecking ball! Ha. All of this from an almost broke 26 year old student who makes procrastination an art form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often think i have developed alot slower than my biological clock is aware of. When I was 16 for example, I sat at home on weekends and watched WWF Raw and Smackdown, alone, while other kids my age went out to clubs and parties etc. Now, ten years later, I have the mindset and maturity of a 16 year old. Although I still do sit alone at home lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive never been able to do the "make friends" thing very well. I have friends ofcourse, but either they live in other parts of the country, or in other countries entirely. Im not sure how i got on to this subject and I have suddenly realised that technically, im talking to myself. I have no idea who will read this, if anyone, but i find that once I start typing i drift into a monologue. Its as if Im narrating. Its how I write things I guess. Write as if im talking to someone. I did that in a story I wrote once. I say story, it was more a derivative, unfinished collection of 6 "chapters". I might post it here actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I have to congratulate you if your still reading this. I lost interest about ten minutes ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should wrap this up. Its 08:54 on Sunday Morning July 19th und this is me signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940006260856485377-1340068063141390956?l=issachunt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/feeds/1340068063141390956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/07/fit-first.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1340068063141390956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940006260856485377/posts/default/1340068063141390956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://issachunt.blogspot.com/2009/07/fit-first.html' title='Fit the First'/><author><name>IssacHunt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02265289784329478983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgWawaZKRI0/SmLY90KY_6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/A8ZdzTpEX9k/S220/1332692754_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
