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  <title>I&apos;ll kick everyone&apos;s ass in this room</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jul 2006 14:37:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the olympics</title>
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  <description>I just have to say this...  because it&apos;s been bothering me for a while.  I can&apos;t stand Shaun White.  He&apos;s been parading his stupid snowboarding medal around daytime television since the stupid olympics.  (hasn&apos;t it been a year now?  I don&apos;t keep track of those things)      It wasn&apos;t until he went on Martha that I realized that snowboarding was even part of the olympics.  Maybe I found out before... who knows... but I was shocked when I found out for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like his stupid hair, I don&apos;t like his stupid HP commercials, and most of all, I don&apos;t like the way he does that stoner giggle through everything he says.  &quot;huh huh yehuh it&apos;s been a popular huh year for gold huh huh.&quot;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Olympics were organized by meatheads and they&apos;re still carried out by meatheads.  But that&apos;s not the reason why I hate them, I hate them because nothing happens.  They&apos;re absolutely boring, and most of the events are over so quickly, the majority of the telecast is prep and aftermath.  (It&apos;s like watching the Kentucky Derby for all of five seconds.  You don&apos;t want to miss it so you tune in for the ENTIRE hour.)  Yet, when I mention people react as if they were appauled.  I hate basketball too, but I don&apos;t get that condescending look when I say I hate that!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, the Olympics have been the world&apos;s reality tv long before the invention of survivor.  It&apos;s something I&apos;m going to have to avoid for the rest of my life... thank god we&apos;re not in Sweden where there&apos;s only four channels, and probably all of them are showing the olympics.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 05:25:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Craps</title>
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  <description>Vegas last week... Atlantic City tomorrow... Vegas again in December... life is soooooo good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v53/hal9000/vegas009.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m rich bitch!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 16:46:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You have to check this out..</title>
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  <description>J made it into Peter Jackson&apos;s video diary in a little &quot;rotoscoping is hell&quot; segment.  Check it out... it&apos;s awesome...  (or not?  I feel really bad for him now... seriously... rotoing grass and trees?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.kongisking.net/perl/newsview/15/1125073579&quot;&gt;http://www.kongisking.net/perl/newsview/15/1125073579&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v53/hal9000/JBills_roto.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Aug 2005 20:15:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>changes</title>
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  <description>I try to think back to what my life was like when school ended... but I really can&apos;t. I&apos;m sure part of me doesn&apos;t want to remember, but the other part simply can&apos;t recall, as hard as I&apos;m trying.  I reflect on it to others almost as one would a past lifetime.  Since then, my life has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m embarking on my fourth year in New York and I&apos;m still suffering through some of the old problems I&apos;ve always had.  I hate feeling completely vulnerable to the subway system, and even the city itself as it has this strange way of encompassing your plans and gripping the life out of them.  I hate feeling vulnerable to the management company and the super; somehow, I feel it&apos;s my responsibility even though I can&apos;t do a damn thing about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be completely honest, I never liked living here.  I wouldn&apos;t mind it so much if it were on my terms; but it&apos;s not.  I feel trapped, beaten, and completely owned by surroundings so much that I don&apos;t feel like I&apos;m living my own life.  I feel liberated having a car here for the time being; so much that I might buy a motorcycle or a scooter early next year if I can afford it.  In fact, it&apos;s moved above my getting a new computer, simply because... if I don&apos;t improve my living conditions, I won&apos;t be able to live here any longer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve also learned several things about myself.  For instance, I used to think that I never wanted to share my life with anyone.  I&apos;ve learned now that it isn&apos;t that I don&apos;t like sharing it... I just never liked who I was sharing it with.  It&apos;s not that I&apos;m selfish, it&apos;s that I renounce worrying about anyone else&apos;s problems but mine.  From this moment forward anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also not to hyped about spending MY money on SVA&apos;s advertising campaign to bring more computer art students in.  I would like to learn what I learn, do my own projects without them falling subject to being released in attempt to better SVA&apos;s enrollment records.  Just seeing from how many students last year actually got job offers... I&apos;ve been terribly disheartened by the entire process.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d probably feel better if I had a summer.  All the extra money I earned from extra jobs went into medical lab fees, prescriptions, and doctor&apos;s visits.  I&apos;m finished with doctors at the moment.  They&apos;ve bled quite enough money from me for the time being; I&apos;ll risk waiting to go to a specialist to save the extra cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I&apos;m very happy.  I&apos;ve found the person I&apos;m spending the rest of my life with.  This makes everything that used to be important in my life secondary.  I don&apos;t know if I can make it two more years without running away from the negativity that surrounds my perfect existence that ends with the door of my room.  I hope I can.  I hate regrets.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2005 03:15:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Type in mikebloombergsucks.com and guess where it takes you....  mikebloomberg.com.... ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a fucker registers shit like that... and redirects it to their own website.  Loser!  Weasel loser!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Jun 2005 18:44:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So seriously.... Photoshop channel chops is the biggest fucking anomoly in the history of the world.  Does anyone have this book aside from J or Manuel?!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2005 02:05:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Things are oddly enjoyable at the moment.  Despite my working, literally, 15/16 hours a day the past couple of weeks I&apos;ve managed to stay optimistic.  Perhaps, for the first time in my life I&apos;m actually doing something I want to do.  There&apos;s nothing to complain about; I wear the clothes I want to wear, eat whenever or wherever I want to... even if I&apos;m working, and I can talk or say whatever I want and not have a manager to report to.  Much more, people actually appreciate me...  I&apos;m getting guidance and thank-you&apos;s from people I look up to, and whenever there&apos;s criticism it&apos;s not a &quot;fuck-you dumb weasel&quot; it&apos;s a &quot;I&apos;ve found it much easier to...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for the first time in my life I feel completely loved and appreciated.  And yet, I fail to understand why... at this point in time... I&apos;m finally getting the things I&apos;ve always wanted when absolutely nothing has changed.  Part of me wonders why I deserve it, and the other part hesitates to take something that comes for no reason.  Have I just paid my dues?  I honestly don&apos;t know, but I hope this is just the beginning and not a fast start to nowhere.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, things have been great... but as always, they could be better.  I enjoy my life here very much, but I&apos;ve found that being in the financial and physical constraints that I&apos;m in, I can&apos;t really support or be with the things I truly love... and the things that truly love me.  Right now my dog is staying with my mom simply so I can work freelance for a while until I have to start working at school again.  It literally kills me.  At night I rest a pillow by my back in hopes that my body will tell my mind my dog is with me.  The ability to go to sleep easily is a price paid for in the morning when I forget.... he isn&apos;t there.  He&apos;s not much better off, either.  He gets so upset when he&apos;s left alone that he throws up and scratches himself, something that he never did here, even at the worst of times.  The vet said that he&apos;s just very attached to me, and there&apos;s really nothing I can do to change that aside from put him on medication... which is something I&apos;ve been avoiding for a long while.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know, in my heart, that our future will be better because finally we have someone in it that will pick up the slack when I have these 70 hour weeks... so I won&apos;t have to leave my dog in Ohio.  That maybe... perhaps sooner than I ever thought, I&apos;ll be able to move out of the city and live in a house, in a neighborhood... with actual families...  absent of delis and stoops and stick ball.  Some place that feels like a home, not a jail cell where Roscoe and I are tenants.  For the first time in my life, I can see my future... and I look at it with bright eyes and an anxious mind.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 04:45:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dynamic Media</title>
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  <description>Yeah... so I &lt;i&gt;guess&lt;/i&gt; I deserve a B+ in Dynamic Media.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_0</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2005 06:48:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;It&apos;s supposed to be hard. If it wasn&apos;t hard, everyone would do it. The hard... is what makes it great.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just applies to so many things right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was looking forward to a relaxing break..  *rolls eyes*  I suppose more than anything, I miss Trevor.  I think, if he were here... my fingers would hurt a little less, my eyes wouldn&apos;t be as tired, and my headache would gently roll away while he puts his fingers through my hair.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tired.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 08:02:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I seriously hope neums rots in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather do calculus in a pit of rats... naked...  than do anything pertaining to animation.  This is worse than Verbitsky&apos;s class.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2005 14:58:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v53/hal9000/1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Trevor.  The love of my life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2005 06:14:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.allstarz.org/~malkovich/pics/win.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when he finds KGB&apos;s tell...  and he chucks the oreos at the wall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay Mr. Son of a Bitch, let&apos;s play some cards&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 13:33:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title>
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  <description>My baby dog is one today!  =)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2005 08:25:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>good times</title>
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  <description>Yeah, so a few of my friends have seen this, but I thought I&apos;d extend it to more people since I&apos;ve gotten so much joy from it.  This is the broadcast network of Ohio University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ebaumsworld.com/awfulweatherman2.html&quot;&gt;http://www.ebaumsworld.com/awfulweatherman2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times!</description>
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  <description>&quot;In case you&apos;re wondering, I would give you any part of my life that you want.... I just hope you take it all...&quot;</description>
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  <description>I wish I was watching Robocop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 20:31:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Head Automatica</title>
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  <description>I &amp;lt;3 them.  Kenny&apos;s my hero for sending them to me.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m a soldier and a poet, but a dancer at best.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 09:22:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>13 years ago I stared at my television in amazement as my father beat Zelda: A Link to the Past.  Since then, I&apos;ve beaten it 12 times...  I&apos;ve aquired every item, every heart peice, I&apos;ve beaten it as fast as I could (11 hours), and now.... tonight.... I have beaten it without dying or saving.  The ending screen says, &quot;Total games played: 000&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is easy when you know what you like, and you like what you&apos;re good at.  And I... like Zelda.  If only everything was this easy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 19:32:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yesterday</title>
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  <description>What happened to yesterday?  Because today&apos;s weather is shit.  I&apos;m horribly pissed!!!  I knew this was going to happen... one fucking nice weather day and I have to work.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2005 19:26:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>looks like we&apos;ve got something in common....  *lol*</title>
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  <description>&quot;What would happen if you melted? You know, you never really hear this talked about much, but spontaneous combustion? It exists!...[people] burn from within...sometimes they&apos;ll be in a wooden chair and the chair won&apos;t burn, but there&apos;ll be nothing left of the person. Except sometimes his teeth. Or the heart. No one speaks about this, but its for real.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Keanu Reeves</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2005 10:35:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Open Arms</title>
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  <description>I just downloaded Journey&apos;s &quot;Open Arms&quot;... and I got a whole bunch of memories brought back to me.  I remember being 6 or 7 years old laying under a chair at a dance competition watching people on stage dancing to this song.  I was with one of my friends at the time... and we were joking around and having fun...  because you had to do silly things like sit under chairs and laugh when fat people sit down because dance competitions last 15 hours or more a day.  But it&apos;s like...  every once in a while...  you&apos;d look up and realize where you were... and how magical and amazing everything was.  How tall the dancers were, and how high they could jump... and you kind of felt like they were going to live forever in that moment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got older, that&apos;s how I felt when I was on stage.  Sometimes if I close my eyes in moments like this, I can open them and be mid-leap on a stage in front of hundreds of people.  I remember being so exhausted near the end of it, that my legs could barely move... and afterwards... collapsing backstage, tears involuntarily rolling down your face, being so relieved it was over... but at the same time, wanting to run back out for more.  I loved how mysterious it all was...  and how those weekends were my complete escape from my normal life... a time where I didn&apos;t have to pretend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow..  all these years I forgot what it was about.  Maybe I was really supposed to be a dancer.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2005 06:27:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>for those in MEL and WOW...</title>
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  <description>Stephan&apos;s server is Medivh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know his character or his name...  BUT... this seems to be a starting point to finding him in his free time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 07:34:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s all about drunken rotos, guys.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 15:25:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the tuesday morning shit list...</title>
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  <description>Ah.. movies.  They always give me something to bitch about.  However...  I&apos;ve seemingly stumbled on some things to look forward to in the near, or not so near, future.  Of course, most of the things I&apos;m looking forward to are still in production, so I have to rely on internet sources to stear me in the right direction.  (however, they have been wrong before.  Perfect example would be my excitement for Troy and the Kelly Gang both starring Orlando Bloom... well, we all know how Troy ended up, and was the Kelly Gang even released?  See.  This is what I&apos;m talking about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constantine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve heard mixed reviews about this movie.  It seems no one&apos;s seen it and been like, &quot;eh, it&apos;s alright.&quot;  I have no idea whether I should see this or not...  which means I should probably be making calls to get a pass, because I&apos;d really hate to pay for something shitty...  especially based on the trailer.  Here are some excerpts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v53/hal9000/cc_const.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.  Seriously.  Someone missed the lighting and color correction class.   I don&apos;t feel like I&apos;m being picky here.  This is the trailer.  This is what&apos;s supposed to convince me to see the film.  This... is not the worst shot.  The numerous office supplies flying around in Z space prove to be unconvincing... even with a speed where the frame by frame movement is almost incoherant.  What?  Did they posterize the time?  It almost looks like stop motion it&apos;s going so fast.  Maybe that&apos;s the point.  Warner Bros.  I hate you.  I&apos;ve hated you since you sued the Marx Brothers for using the word &quot;Casablanca&quot; in their movie &quot;A Night in Casablanca&quot;... and I know you&apos;re just distributing it...  but I have to blame someone aside from the 8 year old Indian child who earned 2 American dollars an hour for their paint and roto... which are obviously more advanced than their compositing skills.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v53/hal9000/morph_const.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m actually looking forward to importing my Elastic Reality Splines into After Effects w/ Silo&amp;Roto JUST so I can add a fast blur.  I just.  Don&apos;t understand.  Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a default-looking AE shatter that totally made my day.  It was so fast there was no transition frame at all.  Oh the splendors of cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VFX cliche count: 3 Lens Flares... but sadly... no shine.  *awwww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cultural illiteracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was Chicago...  but it seems like we&apos;re approaching a not-so-golden age of Hollywood musicals.  First off, Rent.  Give me a break.  Mark your calendars, Nov. 11th 2005 we&apos;re going to start hearing horrible, warbling, celebrity renditions of &quot;Seasons of Love&quot; all over the fucking television.  Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Dreamgirls..  God... some of the best songs in the world are in this show...  &quot;And I&apos;m Telling You I&apos;m not Going&quot; has actually brought me to tears.  I cannot wait until for the unveiling of this UPN all-star cast.  0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPTION (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;the Producer&apos;s remake, helmed by original director/creator Mel Brooks.  The original movie was a doomed production.  Mr. Brooks has quite the ego (apparently) and required complete and utter creative control.  Well, now that he&apos;s famous and he&apos;s got it... I&apos;m wondering what he&apos;s going to do with it.  I&apos;m just excited that this cast is going to be preserved in the celluloid of time...  however.... little upset about the switchover from Cady Huffman to Uma Thurman...  but I get it.  I&apos;m interested to see her sing as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small screen --&amp;gt; big screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dukes of Hazzard, The Honeymooners, and Bewitched are all coming out this summer.  Once again... expect a UPN star studded cast for the Honeymooners...  *in comparison, I&apos;m sure Jackie Gleason will look like a demi-God*...  however...  am really looking forward to Bewitched.  I really like Will Ferrell (even after Elf... amazingly enough) and Nicole Kidman looks totally hot in the teaser.  Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILM can do no wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except maybe Son of Mask.  Well... they did The Mask.... so I guess that&apos;s an obvious choice.  Either way... War of the Worlds!  Awesomeness!  I&apos;m so excited.  Will I possibly have a new replacement for Minority Report?  God, I hope so!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Steve Martin&apos;s making way as a comedian turned author turned screenwriter with Shopgirl.  I read this book in a little over an hour...  it&apos;s good... at least how I remember it anyway.  I&apos;m looking forward to this and the Pink Panther remake from him.  (anything will boost my opinion of him...  ever since I read &quot;Pure Drivel&quot; *which was... pure drivel... as it was mainly recycled bits from his SNL opening monologues... and that catastophe TBS special &quot;Father of the Bride&quot; 1-6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitchhiker&apos;s Guide to the Galaxy.  The film I&apos;ve been absolutely dreading...  as this novel has the most perplexing characters that even I... as I was reading the book... had trouble imagining what they would look like in motion.  I still don&apos;t know...  but I&apos;m very.... very anxious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you remember those plastic toy flowers that &quot;danced&quot; and &quot;sang&quot; when you made noise?  *random*....</description>
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