<?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-1378818</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:39:43.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Underground Dragon</title><subtitle type='html'>The Alpha of your Omega</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>583</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-106824195369880130</id><published>2003-11-07T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T16:52:31.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of Dreams</title><summary type='text'>Found this on Z Filter. It's a great site where readers can submit their dreams to have them turned into to 4 panel cartoons. Brilliant and funny.

This sort of reminds me of an episode of an old MTV show, I think it was called, "You Write It, We Air it." They had people write in with their dreams and they would make little skits based on them. Of course there were the ones about showing up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/106824195369880130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/106824195369880130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#106824195369880130' title='Speaking of Dreams'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-106806702973275502</id><published>2003-11-05T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T01:33:23.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><summary type='text'>Your know, I've never actually met R. Stevens. Don't get me wrong I would love to met him or any of the Dumbrella gang, but the New York Metro area is not know for it's Comic-cons so I doubt they will be around here anytime soon, well except for Jon Rosenberg of course, since he lives here. But I've already made my way to The Peculier and he wasn't there at the time, so no luck there.

My brain</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/106806702973275502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/106806702973275502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#106806702973275502' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-106806437307599029</id><published>2003-11-05T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T16:22:55.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cost me $500 bucks to get new ones too...</title><summary type='text'>Big deal Kreblog. Try having to change 2 tires in abut 2 weeks. Once at home (ripped my shoe on the tire iron), and once at work (with everyone going, "Flat, huh?" without of course offering to help).

That was just with my old car. The new car, had a tire blow out while I was driving my girlfriend's roommate's cat back to her father's house in Queens. With the situation be convoluted enough to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/106806437307599029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/106806437307599029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#106806437307599029' title='Cost me $500 bucks to get new ones too...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-105916608986236236</id><published>2003-07-25T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T16:48:09.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet...</title><summary type='text'>In the imortal words of Jake Lloyd in Star Wars: Episode I "Yipeee!"

I loved Firefly and it's a shame that it simply didn't get the kind of ratings that a TV show of that budget needs to get. Let's hope Joss Whedon can get the movie made.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/105916608986236236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/105916608986236236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#105916608986236236' title='Sweet...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-105916571946204958</id><published>2003-07-25T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T16:41:59.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohh man...</title><summary type='text'>You know, I for one, am all for the recent influx of comic-to-film projects that have popped up recently. Hell some have been  pretty damn  good, but so far they have all been Marvel.

Where are all the DC movies? We need a new Batman, and please don't give me Tim Burton piece of crap. I hate him, and yes that means, even though I am a huge Batman fan, I didn't like the first two movies either.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/105916571946204958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/105916571946204958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#105916571946204958' title='Ohh man...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-105916332561082214</id><published>2003-07-25T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T16:02:05.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So it begins...</title><summary type='text'>Well it looks like the first of the subpoenas against file swappers are going through(sorry about the Washington Post, "who are you," login). 

So far it seems like the RIAA is just throwing them about there, but doesn't have a clue what to do yet if you want to settle. Kinda scary when they talk about how you may have to pay $750 to $150,000 for each song. I guessing this will all go down in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/105916332561082214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/105916332561082214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#105916332561082214' title='So it begins...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-105899053014729142</id><published>2003-07-23T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T16:12:06.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, maybe I have a dirty mind...</title><summary type='text'>...but doesn't this remind you of something else?

Somehow I think online adultery just got a little more interesting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/105899053014729142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/105899053014729142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#105899053014729142' title='OK, maybe I have a dirty mind...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-200358958</id><published>2003-05-29T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T16:13:54.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you thought you owned every game system...</title><summary type='text'>Sony goes and srews you up with a new Playstion and a new handheld wonderboy.

Damn you Sony!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#200358958' title='Just when you thought you owned every game system...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-200358901</id><published>2003-05-29T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T16:02:33.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I know a lot of people complain about what to get me for my birthday...</title><summary type='text'>This will do quite nicely.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#200358901' title='I know a lot of people complain about what to get me for my birthday...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-200358613</id><published>2003-05-29T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T15:04:57.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The list of places I never want to move to grows....</title><summary type='text'>Add Muttontown.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#200358613' title='The list of places I never want to move to grows....'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-200358607</id><published>2003-05-29T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T15:02:50.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Like any of you do work at  work anyway...</title><summary type='text'>Scientific American has put together it's annual list of the Top 50 Science Web Sites.

Good way to kill a work day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#200358607' title='Like any of you do work at  work anyway...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-200358589</id><published>2003-05-29T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T14:59:28.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One step closer to getting a "Maker"</title><summary type='text'>Cool article in the New York Times (thanks to Tech Dirt), about 3D printers. Interesting read, more so for the part about how they work, then about what we can do with them. The only real question I have about them is, won't this make a lot more garbage? Think about it, how much crap would you probably make on these thing, and just throw away? I mean take a look at your computer for instance. How</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#200358589' title='One step closer to getting a &quot;Maker&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-200358530</id><published>2003-05-29T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T14:48:47.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh look, he updated...eh, what's on TV?</title><summary type='text'>Hey dragon fans!

Looks like I'm back for the time being. Where have I been? Eh, no where really. Mostly just kicking around the house not being able to draw up the interest to blog. Hell I've been having a hard time trying to find the interest in doing anything. I've been so lazy lately (and if you say, "Lately?!?!" I'll kick you) and I haven't been able to get myself to do much of anything. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/200358530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#200358530' title='Oh look, he updated...eh, what&apos;s on TV?'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90401775</id><published>2003-03-03T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T17:11:37.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...on the repercussions of modern warfare.</title><summary type='text'>You know what Sate Farm? That's OK 

I think I'll have a few more pressing concerns the wether or not I will be able to get any money back on my car that has just fused to the street due the heat of a nuclear bomb. You know after that I think it would be a good time to step back and look at the little things. Like where am I going to find food? Or water? Or a good hat to cover up the fact that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90401775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90401775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90401775' title='...on the repercussions of modern warfare.'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90401667</id><published>2003-03-03T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T16:56:08.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...on the innocence of youth.</title><summary type='text'>In these troubled times we must sometimes stop to think of the children. With the loss of such a beloved and cherished friend, we must ask ourselves, "Who will pick up the cardigan, and teach our children now?"

Why the material girl of course!

That's right folks, one of the raunchiest performers of our time now wants you to trust her with the upbringing of your children.

Yeah, you know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90401667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90401667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90401667' title='...on the innocence of youth.'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90400996</id><published>2003-03-03T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T15:25:01.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...on gas.</title><summary type='text'>Someone remind me to never drink soda again.

Burp.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90400996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90400996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90400996' title='...on gas.'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90385733</id><published>2003-02-27T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T15:18:51.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...on video game stores.</title><summary type='text'>I have to second WBSG that no one should ever step foot into a game store, unless you have a very good idea of what you want and how you are going to get it.The less time spent in these store the better.

On the whole, the people who work there aren't bad, although some might go over the top and give you a 50 min. lecture about how Counter Strike is the best game ever made, but the real threat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90385733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90385733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90385733' title='...on video game stores.'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90385600</id><published>2003-02-27T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T15:44:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...on childhood memories.</title><summary type='text'>I felt strangely obligated to say something about Mr. Rodgers passing away. Mostly because I use this space to rehash the joys of my childhood, and how most of the shows I watched are coming back today in some form or another.

Like everyone else that grew up in the 70's to the 90's, most of my early childhood mornings consisted of watching Mr. Rodgers and Sesame Street. Sesame street was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90385600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90385600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90385600' title='...on childhood memories.'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90351587</id><published>2003-02-20T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T15:39:31.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...on copier fun</title><summary type='text'>As most of you know, I work for a major copier company (I'm not going to say who, just in case one day I say something bad about them, they don't pick up on it), so when I read about this in Wired, I knew I had to hear it. I don't know what's worse, the fact that someone made this, or the fact that I can tell you what every sound is on the one track. I think I found the new official soundtrack </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90351587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90351587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90351587' title='...on copier fun'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90351033</id><published>2003-02-20T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T16:19:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...on commuting </title><summary type='text'>So I've been spending the week up in NYC staying with Jane while her roommate is away. Not so much because Jane doesn't want to be alone, but more because her roommate is so annoying that we never get anytime alone. Don't ask, I'll go into it later.

Anyway, it's been great. It's nice having someone to come home to, and to talk to after a long day of work.

The funny part is, commuting to NJ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90351033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90351033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90351033' title='...on commuting '/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90189990</id><published>2003-01-15T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T22:29:37.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well at least I have a USB light now...</title><summary type='text'>Yeah so it's been awhile. If you noticed I stopped apologizing for not posting a long time ago, and I'm not about to start again now. At least this time I have a good reason.

Well a lot has happened sine my last post, and damn when was that? Christmas! Funny how you lose track of time sometimes. Well as you might have guess I am now going out with that sweet girl from NYC. Her name is Jane and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90189990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90189990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90189990' title='Well at least I have a USB light now...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-390089537</id><published>2002-12-25T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-25T00:47:12.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell like Tiny Tim...</title><summary type='text'>... and no not the ukulele guy.

So here we are. It's only about half an hour into Christmas and already I'm here with a smile stuck to my face. I'm listening to The Trans-Siberian Orchestra, with a cup of Coco in my hand, and my dog curled up at my feet. Alright so she's on the couch, but she's content and so am I. I just got a, "Merry Christmas," call from a sweet girl in NYC, it's snowing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/390089537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/390089537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#390089537' title='I fell like Tiny Tim...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90006758</id><published>2002-12-03T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T00:43:44.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know, this really doesn't come as a shock after all.</title><summary type='text'>Bad News For Male Mountain Bikers - Frequent mountain biking may reduce fertility in men, according to a small Austrian study that adds fodder to a debate over cycling and male sexual function. 
The research suggests frequent jolts and vibration caused by biking over rough terrain may cause abnormalities, including small scars within the scrotum and impaired sperm production. Man, biking or kids</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90006758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90006758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90006758' title='You know, this really doesn&apos;t come as a shock after all.'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90006741</id><published>2002-12-03T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T00:39:12.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a chopper baby...</title><summary type='text'>Anyone else really want a motorcycle after watching Motorcycle Mania?

All I know is that Monster Garage makes me wish I took metal shop.

Maybe I just want a cool name like Jesse James. Or maybe I just wonder when the Discovery Channel stopped playing, "Shark Week," every week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90006741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90006741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90006741' title='It&apos;s a chopper baby...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90006352</id><published>2002-12-02T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T22:22:29.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Electrical Storm...</title><summary type='text'>I have to agree with Kreblog, U2 - The Best of 1990 - 2000 has to be one of the best CD's that I've gotten in years. The B-Side album has been in the CD player for over a week now.

Sad how music over a decade old is better then half of the new stuff I've been getting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90006352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90006352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90006352' title='Electrical Storm...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-90002634</id><published>2002-12-02T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T22:16:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will someone please get me a USB light?</title><summary type='text'>Sorry, no game reviews yet.

Although I do have a good amount of new games to choose from, a lot of which people have already asked me about, and Dave seems to think it's a good idea. I think he would just like it for the updates though.

Yeah I would have done some up, but it was actually a pretty busy weekend. Which I know I say all the time, but I am really am surprised when I have a full </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90002634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/90002634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#90002634' title='Will someone please get me a USB light?'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85721065</id><published>2002-11-27T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-27T00:59:42.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Nights</title><summary type='text'>There's a certain kind of quiet that only winter can bring.

The kind that comes before a snow storm. With all the animals nestled away, and everyone trying to stay off the roads. I turn off the TV, kick off the shoes, turn down the lights, and listen to some nice chill out music. Although the mood is ruined a little but the fact I can't see the keyboard. Which means a USB light has just been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85721065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85721065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85721065' title='Winter Nights'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85673663</id><published>2002-11-14T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T23:19:36.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You never know when your copier will jam...</title><summary type='text'>All I have to say is, folks it's OK to say, "Hi," the copy guy every in a while.

I don't know what it is, but it seems like no matter how much I smile or help people out, when I see people in the hall they have to ignore me. The only time they will say two words to you is if the copier is broken. Fine I understand you need help, but come on. Will it kill you to say something other than, "Hey, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85673663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85673663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85673663' title='You never know when your copier will jam...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-385673542</id><published>2002-11-13T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T23:53:23.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Read This While Eatting</title><summary type='text'>Walking through the door and having to side-step a nice spot of dog puke is always a good end to a day.

Normally, coming home to an empty house is a good thing, but after working the whole day by myself, when I usually have 2 other people to help me out, then to have to clean up whatever the dog thought she could eat, well it just kind of ruins the pleasure of it. Then of course I try to clean</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385673542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385673542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#385673542' title='Don&apos;t Read This While Eatting'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85660518</id><published>2002-11-10T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T18:15:30.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't even think that fast...</title><summary type='text'>Check out this amazing video from the Japanese Tetris Championship.

Man my reflexes aren't even half of that...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85660518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85660518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85660518' title='I can&apos;t even think that fast...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85660452</id><published>2002-11-10T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T17:41:10.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I'm Vern...</title><summary type='text'>The "Which Trading Spaces Character Are You?" Quiz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85660452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85660452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85660452' title='I guess I&apos;m Vern...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85660447</id><published>2002-11-10T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T21:20:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You'd think it would be more...</title><summary type='text'>Cool article over at CNN about how in hotels guests would rather have internet access in their rooms rather then have a mint on the pillow.

I'm with them on this one, but I am surprised that it's only 42%. A large number yes, but if you consider the fact that most people in hotels are business men who go through e-mail withdrawal every time they leave the office, it should be a lot higher.

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85660447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85660447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85660447' title='You&apos;d think it would be more...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85660397</id><published>2002-11-10T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T17:16:41.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn buggs...</title><summary type='text'>Had to come inside.

It was getting too dark and the screen was giving me a headache.

Not to mention the moths trying to have sex with the laptop.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85660397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85660397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85660397' title='Damn buggs...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-385660387</id><published>2002-11-10T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T17:13:18.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So does this mean it's going to be summer next?</title><summary type='text'>OK what happened here? I was freezing my butt off all last week, and now all of a sudden I'm outside blogging on the back steps with my shoes off.

Make up your mind already.

I'm all for it being a nice fall day, you know the kind that you just want to be outside, wither you have plans or not. Just to see the leaves change and hopefully catch a whiff of someone breaking the "No Leaf Burning,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385660387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385660387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#385660387' title='So does this mean it&apos;s going to be summer next?'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-385503933</id><published>2002-09-29T05:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-29T05:33:30.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it time to elect a new president yet?</title><summary type='text'>This and this, sum up my feelings of Iraq quite nicely.

Now I know I usually don't use this space for my political beliefs, but just indulge me for a second. Now let me get this strait, we think Iraq is building weapons of mass destruction. So we demand for them to let inspectors to go in and check, because no one we don't like can have nuclear bombs (not that I think Iraq having things of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385503933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385503933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#385503933' title='Is it time to elect a new president yet?'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85503924</id><published>2002-09-29T05:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-29T05:16:57.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I should start wearing an eye patch...</title><summary type='text'>I've seen this floating around the net the last few day, and it's been good for a laugh. As one of the guys on Metafilter pointed out, "somebody ask Brit if she knows what peer-to-peer means." I always love these thing. Big music always likes to blame P2P for poor album sales, but have they ever stopped to wonder if it's just the fact that most music now-a-days sucks? I mean come on, when the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85503924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85503924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85503924' title='Maybe I should start wearing an eye patch...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-385479990</id><published>2002-09-22T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-23T00:47:47.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough already...</title><summary type='text'>Seems like everyone I run into now-a-days keeps asking me when I'm going to update my blog. Which in it's own way is kinda nice cause I at least know that people like the site enough to bug me about it.

Well, the answer is that lately I've either been busy, or just haven't had the energy. It been like I'm either out till like 2 in the morning, or I just want to sit around and watch TV. Lazy I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385479990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385479990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#385479990' title='Enough already...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85324969</id><published>2002-08-07T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T00:40:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough... cough... did we win the war yet?</title><summary type='text'>"Umm... yeah. Hi. My name is Mike and I'm a slacker."
"Hi Mike."

Wow, would you look at that. Almost two months. I think the last thing I remember saying is how cool that new Buster Keaton looks. Alright, so it hasn't been that long, but in the world of blogs, it seems like that.

So what have I been up too? Well actually I've been kinda busy lately. I started taking a class in electronics </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85324969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85324969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85324969' title='Cough... cough... did we win the war yet?'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85187272</id><published>2002-06-21T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T01:20:41.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Those wacky English...</title><summary type='text'>The C of E (Church of England), has released a prayer to ask for the 'Hand of God,' to help them in the up coming World Cup game against Brazil. Man, only on Europe would invoke the wrath of God against an opposing team.

Of course this is the same country that lets their workers take off when they play.

Here's to England, and good luck to U.S.A.
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85187272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85187272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85187272' title='Those wacky English...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85169472</id><published>2002-06-14T01:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-14T01:41:18.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy My Stuff!</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Dave you can now buy stuff with the now famous Inky logo on it!

Everything from baseball shirts to polo shirts, to umm... more shirts. Oh, oh, and mugs, oh and a flying disc. How about a clock? Come on, you know you want one, and you'd be giving me money. Still nothing? Alright, I promise to give all the money I make I'll give to orphans. Or beer. You know, whatever.

So go ahead, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85169472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85169472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85169472' title='Buy My Stuff!'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85169471</id><published>2002-06-14T01:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-14T01:40:58.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants to take bets? Jabberjaw or Speed Buggy?</title><summary type='text'>Alright, so we started with Scooby Doo, and might I add that Velma is cute. Don't get me wrong I like S.M.G. (damn you Freddie Prinze Jr.), but I don't remember Velma looking this good.

Well we all know that Hollywood can't leave well enough alone after they find one thing that works. So the next big project? The Wonder Twins. Now I know this joke has been done to death, but when have I ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85169471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85169471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85169471' title='Who wants to take bets? Jabberjaw or Speed Buggy?'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85169305</id><published>2002-06-13T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-13T23:40:05.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, yeah, yeah... I know</title><summary type='text'>Magically right after I posted the last post the post that I was talking about disappeared.

Got that? Neither did I.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85169305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85169305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85169305' title='Yeah, yeah, yeah... I know'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85146724</id><published>2002-06-06T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-06T01:31:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know what I don't need this.

Now the lonely title is gone.

I can't work under these conditions. I'm going to bed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85146724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85146724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85146724' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85146689</id><published>2002-06-06T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-06T01:28:39.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what, I give up...</title><summary type='text'>As you might have noticed there's a title to a post below this with no post. Well it was a rant about how my job sucks and how the women I'm attracted too are either crazy or uninterested in me, I even listed examples. 8) But about 3/4 of the way through it, I hit something on the keyboard and the window closed and the post with it. I was pissed off and it was late so I called it a night.

So I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85146689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85146689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85146689' title='You know what, I give up...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85143462</id><published>2002-06-04T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-04T23:56:26.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For me to poop on...</title><summary type='text'>Here's the other funniest thing I saw today... Triumph at the Star Wars premiere.

Classic. 8)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85143462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85143462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85143462' title='For me to poop on...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85143457</id><published>2002-06-04T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-05T00:25:16.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of the internet...</title><summary type='text'>Given enough time, everything you could possibly think of doing will be done on the internet.

Tonight's example: The Grading of Flags.

I must say this was one of the funniest things I read all day. I love Libya's review, "Did you even try?" (Check it out. It's only just a green flag. Nothing on it.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85143457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85143457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85143457' title='The Power of the internet...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85143442</id><published>2002-06-04T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-04T23:45:54.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I used this gag before, and knowing is half the battle...</title><summary type='text'>What do you do if find a strange dog on the street? Let Mutt help. That's right, it's all the endings to G.I. Joe. My personal favorite... Roadblock - Don't tell a stranger where you live. "Remember, never tell anyone you're home alone and never give anyone your address." 
"Thanks Roadblock. By the way what the hell are you doing in my house in the first place?"
Actually if I remember right, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85143442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85143442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85143442' title='I know I used this gag before, and knowing is half the battle...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-385143401</id><published>2002-06-04T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-05T00:26:24.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think we should bring back, "cowabunga!" No? Alright, how about, "Radical?"</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I didn't know John Woo was trying to make a remake of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. That would be pretty cool if he does it like he say, with a more of an old-school feel to it, you know give them all the same red bandana, and have it had the more darker feel that the comic books had. Damn those were cool comic books. If the shelf over my bed wasn't being held up by gum and wishes, I'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385143401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/385143401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#385143401' title='I think we should bring back, &quot;cowabunga!&quot; No? Alright, how about, &quot;Radical?&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85140599</id><published>2002-06-04T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-04T00:59:44.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn.</title><summary type='text'>At what point did I pass from being hard drinking, fast living twenty-something, into guy who falls asleep at 9 o'clock? I wasn't even out late last night, hell I wasn't even out late on Saturday. All I did Sunday was go to the gym, and wash the car, which is sad since it's only been like 2 weeks since I got it and it was already covered in dirt. Screw you Home Depot fro creating a wind tunnel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85140599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85140599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85140599' title='Yawn.'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85135976</id><published>2002-06-02T03:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-02T03:51:59.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh? What? What day is it?</title><summary type='text'>Wow it's been so long since I posted the link had disappeared from my collapsed favorites menu. The funny thing is it's not like I haven't thought of stuff to say (although what that was at the time has eluded me now), but it's been more of the fact that I haven't had time to sit down and type anything up.
Mind you my life is anything but non-stop, but it has been a while since I've been sitting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85135976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85135976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85135976' title='Huh? What? What day is it?'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85081177</id><published>2002-05-12T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T15:29:54.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One last time...</title><summary type='text'>Since I posted about the DVD the other day, I remembered that the new H2G2 book was out. It looks like sort of a hodgepodge of sorts, with letters and various other wittings of Adams, but it does included what they found of his unfinished book. I personally thought that towards the end the books seemed to go down hill a bit, but they were still better then most of the other stuff out there. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85081177' title='One last time...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85081156</id><published>2002-05-12T02:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T02:29:28.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, yes I know you're hungry, now shut up...</title><summary type='text'>I know they are man's best friend, and I love Josie very much, but of all the animals to come up with a communication device for, don't you think we should try harder then dogs? Maybe try working on dolphins with their complex language and understanding of the ocean. Or apes since then seem to be very intelligent beings. But dogs? I can tell you right now what my dog is trying to tell me... feed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85081156' title='Yes, yes I know you&apos;re hungry, now shut up...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85081142</id><published>2002-05-12T02:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T02:07:44.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock wins...</title><summary type='text'>I found this the other day and it made me laugh. Who knew that Rock, Paper, Scissors was such a complex game. Complete with it's own strategic movies. I think I need a T Shirt.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85081142' title='Rock wins...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85081139</id><published>2002-05-12T01:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T01:59:19.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This message brought to you from the back porch...</title><summary type='text'>Well I finally broke down and bought a router. My buddy from work and I we going to CompUSA to pick up a few things, and since he's an employee, he gets a pretty kick ass discount. Well I thinking it over and figure I'm going to want the wireless one sooner or later, so I better get the thing now while I can get a price break. So I got the wireless router, with 4 ports so the desktop is hardwired</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85081139' title='This message brought to you from the back porch...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85081129</id><published>2002-05-12T01:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T01:38:38.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I still like Vehicle Voltron better...</title><summary type='text'>I think it all started with Toonami and them bringing back Voltron (although I would have loved for them to bring back the Vehicle Voltron as well, just to prove to my friends that there was such a thing). Then it was the Thundercats (but not it's clone SliverHawks, which in a way is good since Copper Kid's voice scared the crap out of me when I was a little kid). Then Transformers came back with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85081129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85081129' title='I still like Vehicle Voltron better...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85049503</id><published>2002-04-30T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T22:16:41.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Panic!!</title><summary type='text'>Sure the the book is better, but The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy movie is just one of those gulity little pleasures you have to grant yourself. Go get your H2G2 on.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85049503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85049503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85049503' title='Don&apos;t Panic!!'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85043346</id><published>2002-04-29T00:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T00:44:07.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inky's back!</title><summary type='text'>As you might have noticed, Inky the Dragon is now back. I finally found a new place for him since my old account with @home is no more. Yeah yeah, I'm sure none of you really care, but I like the little guy. I was even thinking of looking into having T-Shirts and hats made. I know I probably won't sell too many, butit would be cool just to have. I'll let you guys know it it goes through, and let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85043346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85043346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85043346' title='Inky&apos;s back!'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85043333</id><published>2002-04-29T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T00:39:50.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me want...</title><summary type='text'>A company by the name of Infineon Technologies has come up with a proto-type jacket that will have a MP3 player embedded in it. Too sweet, of course people might look at you funny for listening to you jacket, but still it is cool. Catch a glimps here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85043333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85043333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85043333' title='Me want...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85043319</id><published>2002-04-29T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T00:33:02.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Aids are just well marketed adhesive strips...</title><summary type='text'>Man I am just very knowledgeable or just lame for getting most of these right? Give the Retail Alphabet Game a try too. It's scarry to see just how ingrained marketing is in our lives.
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85043319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85043319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85043319' title='Band Aids are just well marketed adhesive strips...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85028062</id><published>2002-04-23T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T00:03:48.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And in other news, the Earth is round, film at 11...</title><summary type='text'>Hackers in IRC? Gasp, never! And using their know how to take over chat rooms? Stranger still.
Honestly, it must have been a slow news day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85028062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85028062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85028062' title='And in other news, the Earth is round, film at 11...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85028045</id><published>2002-04-22T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T23:59:40.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This just in...</title><summary type='text'>Just a little update on the post I had awhile back on the Goths in Missouri. As usual, the Cops are just being idiots.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85028045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85028045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85028045' title='This just in...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85028030</id><published>2002-04-22T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T23:50:57.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Atomic batteries to power, turbines to speed...</title><summary type='text'>Holy fuel efficient Batman! Check out the VW's new Eco concept car. All I have to say, where are the fins? Why don't cars have fins anymore? Here's a perfect use for fins, and still no fins. Cheap.
Seriously though, despite the looks, the engine is really cool. It stops running at high speed, and coasts to save on fuel, and went 100 KM on 1 liter of gas. Awesome, although who knows how much gas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85028030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85028030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85028030' title='Atomic batteries to power, turbines to speed...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85027979</id><published>2002-04-22T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T10:39:01.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to Yahoo about...</title><summary type='text'>Looks like the guy that yodels at the end of the of the Yahoo commercials, is getting ripped off. They only paid him $590 for one of the most recognizable sounds since the Intel chords. Come on Yahoo! $590? Only in America.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85027979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85027979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85027979' title='Nothing to Yahoo about...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85018836</id><published>2002-04-19T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T00:58:36.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I have finally found my calling...</title><summary type='text'>Google has opened a pay for answer site, and they are looking for researchers. I can't think of a better use for my useless knowledge. So lets see, I get to surf the web, vent my useless knowledge, help people, and I get paid too? Sweet.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85018836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85018836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85018836' title='I think I have finally found my calling...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85018818</id><published>2002-04-19T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T00:49:29.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We are looking for Blues Clues...</title><summary type='text'>and I've found that Steve is a pretty cool guy post Blues Clues. He has a great sense of humor, even about him leaving Blues Clues. He is also actually a very good singer. Even though I haven't seen this guy yet, I have to say Steve is cooler. I mean come on, look at the new guy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85018818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85018818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85018818' title='We are looking for Blues Clues...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-85017801</id><published>2002-04-18T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T16:19:57.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh, that's great, but I'd rather not...</title><summary type='text'>The LPGA commissioner has said that if any of the women in the LPGA want to pose in Playboy, then they are more then welcome to do it. Well it's great that they have the right to do what they want with their bodies, but honestly when was the last time you say a really hot LPGA player? No offence girls, but you can keep it to yourself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85017801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/85017801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#85017801' title='Uh, that&apos;s great, but I&apos;d rather not...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-375267223</id><published>2002-04-11T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T00:14:00.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's peanut butter jelly time!</title><summary type='text'>You won't be able to get the song out of your head.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/375267223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/375267223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#375267223' title='It&apos;s peanut butter jelly time!'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-75267088</id><published>2002-04-10T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T22:59:33.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wasn't aware there were Goths in Missouri</title><summary type='text'>It's good to know our tax dollars are hard at work. Like $273,000 to combat the Goth's in Missouri? Hell if some kid in Missouri wants to call himself Azriel, he can be my guest. But tattoos in San Luis Obispo, Calif.? That's worth my $450,000 .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75267088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75267088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#75267088' title='I wasn&apos;t aware there were Goths in Missouri'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-375266942</id><published>2002-04-10T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T21:39:58.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man this would have been a crapy X-Man</title><summary type='text'>Seems after driving through a cloud of hydrochloric acid, a Welsh girl now cries acid tears. I understand how horrible this must be, but really, how much does this girl cry? Sure I know that every once in a while our eyes water up, but 11 weeks? She must be fun at weddings (sorry, had to say it).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/375266942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/375266942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#375266942' title='Man this would have been a crapy X-Man'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-75266929</id><published>2002-04-10T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T21:30:59.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because we all need a little more Sumo...</title><summary type='text'>Speaking of Sumo, here's another Sumo game. This time try to keep your finger on the keyboard... harder then it looks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75266929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75266929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#75266929' title='Because we all need a little more Sumo...'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-375248855</id><published>2002-04-10T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T21:26:59.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't really need to see Brain Bell without pants on</title><summary type='text'>Little Sumo game thanks to Weezer. Alright I get the Sumo wrestlers, but why do that have to take their pants off, and why in hell is the game so freaking hard? I mean no matter what I do I get my ass kicked. Damn Weezer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/375248855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/375248855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#375248855' title='I didn&apos;t really need to see Brain Bell without pants on'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-75248837</id><published>2002-04-10T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T21:13:53.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If they ever come up with a swashbuckling School, I think one of the courses should be Laughing, Then Jumping Off Something.</title><summary type='text'>And now... Deep Thoughts, by Jack Handy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75248837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75248837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#75248837' title='If they ever come up with a swashbuckling School, I think one of the courses should be Laughing, Then Jumping Off Something.'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-375248814</id><published>2002-04-10T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T21:05:08.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guaranteed delivery in 30 minutes or less, or we commit Seppuku!</title><summary type='text'>Ninja Burger, nothing like a underpaid fast food worker skilled in the deadly arts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/375248814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/375248814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#375248814' title='Guaranteed delivery in 30 minutes or less, or we commit Seppuku!'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-75039704</id><published>2002-03-27T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T00:51:56.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And For Tomorrow's Show... Nothing!</title><summary type='text'>Yep, that's about the last you'll see of me for about a month. Yeah I just come strolling in like some long lost friend, throw you a couple a links, borrow the car and then drive it out of town. That's how this relationship works, and you just keep crawling back. You know you love it.
Seriously though, I do have few ideas floating around, and hopefully I'll be back tomorrow. What's coming up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#75039704' title='And For Tomorrow&apos;s Show... Nothing!'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-75039677</id><published>2002-03-27T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T00:37:38.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"You Talking To Me... Freddy?"</title><summary type='text'>OK I love Queen. I think Freddy was one of the best singers of all time. But this, is a little scary. Not the fact that they are making a musical. Frankly I think it's about time. No, more because of the involvement of  Robert DeNiro.  Well that and the whole "Terminator 2," angle. I'm sorry, but I just have to go see this when it come out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#75039677' title='&quot;You Talking To Me... Freddy?&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-75039665</id><published>2002-03-27T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T00:29:55.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"You've Got You're Legos In My Robotech..."</title><summary type='text'>"....and you've got you're Robotech in my Legos." I want one of these so bad. I always wished I had the creativity to bulid something like this. Most of the time I had trouble bulding the sets, let alone making thing up out of Legos, so I am still in awe of anything like this. Oh and yes I've seen this.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#75039665' title='&quot;You&apos;ve Got You&apos;re Legos In My Robotech...&quot;'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-75039639</id><published>2002-03-27T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T00:17:57.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All My Friends Are Low Riders</title><summary type='text'>I found this the other day, and I can't stop playing with it. Create your own rice burnner. Change the car, change the height, even change the faces of the people laughing at you when you drive you newly lowered car over a curb and scrape the paint. O.K. so I made the last one up, but it is cool.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#75039639' title='All My Friends Are Low Riders'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-75039633</id><published>2002-03-27T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T00:52:34.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Underground Dragon Is Now Property Of The Mandalay Resort Group</title><summary type='text'>Yeah I got lazy again, but this time I can at least say it was because I was on vacation. Vegas baby, and to answer the most common questions, yes I did gamble, I played the slots and the roulette. No, I didn't win anything, well I did win about $75, but that went right into George Carlin tickets, so it wasn't really an win. Yes, you can get hookers right to you hotel room. Yes, I saw some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/75039633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#75039633' title='Underground Dragon Is Now Property Of The Mandalay Resort Group'/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-10250282</id><published>2002-02-28T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-28T23:08:09.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, does this surprise anybody? It's kinda like selling kids jeans with huge pockets and then getting upset when they slip a CD in the back pocket. I must admit it's pretty smart of everyone to think of this. I think if I had an iPod I think I would be too busy laughing at the "Please don't steal music," on the side to stop and steal software.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10250282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10250282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#10250282' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-10249879</id><published>2002-02-28T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-28T22:56:18.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fox does it again. Their long tradition of fine wholesome programing lives on. It's been said, but I'll say it again, for this they take off The Family Guy and The Tick?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10249879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10249879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#10249879' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-10249657</id><published>2002-02-28T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-28T22:50:29.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's one for all my fellow Kevin Smith fans. Personaly I wouldn't want a Jetsons car. All that glass and the thing lands on two tiny wheels, sounds like fun.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10249657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10249657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#10249657' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-10172849</id><published>2002-02-27T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T00:29:03.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wouldn't this make the coolest globe?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10172849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10172849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#10172849' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-10172802</id><published>2002-02-27T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T00:28:07.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, can anyone have an original thought nowadays? Looks like He Man (look for the blurb about halfway down the page) and G.I. Joe are both making a comeback. Looks like I'm going to get some new toys for my cube.
I guess I should have saw this coming though, I mean when the Transformers came back it was only a matter of time before He Man and Joe followed. That and they are obviously playing up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10172802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10172802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#10172802' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-10171947</id><published>2002-02-27T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T00:29:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I think I can finally type again. I went snowboarding for the first time on Saturday, and today has been the first day I could put a shirt on without wincing in pain. Needless to day, I bailed, a lot. My major problem was that when I rented the board I had to tell them wither I was regular (left leg first) or goofy (right leg first). Well I thought about it and somehow going down a mountain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10171947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10171947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#10171947' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-10010792</id><published>2002-02-22T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-22T16:00:59.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know it's never good when you see a hardhat on the opposite side of the street from a construction site. Somehow the words, "I can make it in time," were probably said somewhere around there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10010792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10010792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#10010792' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-10010717</id><published>2002-02-22T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-22T13:50:36.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever wonder what would happen if you had Smarterchild and Ringmessenger duke it out in IM? Me neither, but still is kinda funny, although I shouldn't talk. I think I had Smarterchild mad at me for almost months cause I cursed it off. Man that was a slow Saturday. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10010717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/10010717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#10010717' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9838362</id><published>2002-02-18T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-22T13:45:26.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cool. The Army has just made Knight Boat. How long until we get Phasers? Hmm... I'll just have to go look at my timeline of the future.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9838362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9838362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9838362' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9838024</id><published>2002-02-18T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-18T00:52:26.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Billy Corgan has a new web cartoon. Looks weird, but the music is, as always, awesome. Check out the trailer, click on the one named "Glass."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9838024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9838024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9838024' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9837710</id><published>2002-02-18T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-18T00:27:46.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Denver's overrun with Smurfs! Poor little buggers are running rampant all over the place. Where's Azriel when you need him?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9837710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9837710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9837710' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9837324</id><published>2002-02-18T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-18T00:53:32.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looks like the superheroes will live again. Superman has been slated with McG (snicker) of Charlie's Angels fame set to direct, and we all know how great the movie was. I was stick on an Trans-Atlantic fight with nothing to do and I still turned that movie off. Oh well at least the creator of Alias is on the project. Although the Smith version would have been the best.
While I was on the site I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9837324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9837324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9837324' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9831160</id><published>2002-02-17T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-17T20:51:32.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let me get this strait. Barbie is going to tell little girls what to buy and what to think, my doctor is going to be nothing more then a series of 1's and 0's, and in 28 years we are all going to be replaced by robots.Of course that's only what British Telecom says. It's all in a timeline put out by one of there futurists laying out the advancement of human and Artificial Kind. My personal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9831160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9831160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9831160' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9217011</id><published>2002-01-31T05:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T10:48:55.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well if this doesn't suck. Steven King is hanging up the pen. Personally I think that he's one of the greatest writers of our time. The problem is he gets pigeonholed as a horror writer, while he has written so much more. At least he said he'll finish the The Dark Tower Series, which is one of the best series I have ever read (Thanks Dave!). Steven, you will be missed. Call me when you get back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9217011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9217011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9217011' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9220602</id><published>2002-01-30T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-30T23:20:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I did it. I'm now using Blogger pro. Not bad. Having my spell check again is great, as well as being able to date the posts, you don't know how many time I post something just after Midnight, and wish I could have set it for the day before. The other good thing is that Inky might get a new home at blogspot, which is great since I don't know how long my @home site will stay up. Oh and on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9220602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9220602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9220602' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9218182</id><published>2002-01-30T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-30T22:01:29.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rock on! 15-year-old pro-se achieves Superior Court dismissal. Score one for the little guy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9218182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9218182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9218182' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9213112</id><published>2002-01-30T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-30T19:21:14.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where I work their are three buildings all connected by walkways and are basically only about may 300 feet apart. Now the thing I don't get is that when the fire alarm goes off in one, it doesn't go off in another. In fact they tell us over the P.A. that it's for building 2 only. Guys I hate to tell you this but if there's a fire in one building, I want out. I really don't feel like waiting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9213112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9213112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9213112' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9112442</id><published>2002-01-28T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T00:26:02.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O.K., the joke has been to death I know, but this is just funny. Kinda like, "Homicide, Life on Sesame Street," from the Family Guy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9112442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9112442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9112442' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9111963</id><published>2002-01-27T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T00:24:39.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've gotten everyone addicted to two games at work. The first is an awesome game of light cycles from Tron, which of course I just bought in the 20th anniversary DVD form. The movie is a little weird to follow and something’s are never really explained (like what was up with that bit? It did nothing), but the graphics, although outdated by light-years, are just great. Although the whole movie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9111963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9111963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9111963' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-9111557</id><published>2002-01-27T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T00:24:02.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well before he throws a fit, my friend Alex also made a movie for the same project that Dave did. Theirs got a little more publicity since it's based on the game Myst, and may even be the base for a new game. Cyan Worlds, the creators of Myst, even want to see their portfolios when the whole thing is done. Cool beans.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9111557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/9111557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#9111557' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-8924124</id><published>2002-01-22T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-22T00:47:14.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry Dave. All this time and I kept forgetting to do this.

Do Dave a favor and go watch his movie, Juliet Nitemare.
I have no clue what it's about, but it sure does look pretty. 8)

Seriously, go check it out, it's a cool short piece Dave did for a class. He's proud of it, as well he should be, and he wanted me to pimp it for him, since he knows the large numbers of visitors this site </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/8924124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/8924124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#8924124' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378818.post-8923568</id><published>2002-01-22T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-01-22T00:21:30.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weird Sights on the Way Home:

A 1992 Honda Civic, beat to hell with a bumper sticker that read: "Ask me about E-Commerce."

No buddy, I'd rather not.
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/8923568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378818/posts/default/8923568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underd.blogspot.com/index.html#8923568' title=''/><author><name>Blue Dragon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09443829257094857638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
