<?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-3330760061114367872</id><updated>2011-08-01T14:39:10.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mckenzie talks about stuff</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-9206618157296259397</id><published>2009-09-07T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T13:33:56.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, the life.</title><content type='html'>I think I'm socially inept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three extra weeks of summer, and all I want to do is go back to school. I've stopped bringing this up around the house because I get some very odd looks when I vocalize the feeling. Today, on a Monday afternoon, I sat in my kitchen and read the first chapters of all my textbooks for the fall quarter. I now know what labor, load, and capital mean in the economic world, I know how to sign the alphabet and the numbers 1-10, and I know that my pop culture class is going to be badass because the book is all about how video games, movies and the internet are good for our brains. That's right, I'm taking a class that is going to justify sitting on the internet blogging and /filming all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-9206618157296259397?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/9206618157296259397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=9206618157296259397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/9206618157296259397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/9206618157296259397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/ah-life.html' title='Ah, the life.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-9065638022937722131</id><published>2009-09-04T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:43:38.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I guess you could say that I took the summer off from blogging. I don't really know why, because this summer I did a lot of very interesting things that would have made for primo blogging entertainment. Like... I took a very long road trip with my mom through the southwest US. Idaho, Utah, Arizona and New Mexico. I toured a few colleges and saw my grandparents and some really fucking amazing rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I developed some new TV show obsessions... Heroes, True Blood, Dexter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my entire view of my future, including my college of choice and intended major... Western Washington University and PoliSci/Philosophy/Economics... Yes that's all combined into one major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a crapton of really cool movies. I mean really cool. Star Trek is win, Inglourious Basterds was crazy awesome. 500 Days of Summer made me itch a little, in a bad way. Harry Potter, as always, left me in my own little corner of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also developed some new podcast love. Primarily Diggnation, the /Filmcast, and the Totally Rad Show. Diggnation is awesome and Kevin Rose is... attractive. We'll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, all that's going on right now is college application prep. I've made a goal to get all my applications (WWU, Evergreen, and the University of BC) in by October 1st. There is quite a bit of essay writing write now, including scholarships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going full time to Clark this year, so while the rest of my senior class is in school I've been at home with my wonderful extended summer. Although I'm starting to get a little bored.. I'm excited for school to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess I'm restarting this blog approximately a year after I started it. It's my senior year so big changes are afoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise that I'll get back into this blogging thing, but I'm going to try. I'll leave you with this cuteface picture of Alex Albrecht and Kevin Rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://er1ca.com/diggnation.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 541px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" alt="" src="http://er1ca.com/diggnation.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-9065638022937722131?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/9065638022937722131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=9065638022937722131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/9065638022937722131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/9065638022937722131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time no blog'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8607337243758765253</id><published>2009-05-03T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:35:19.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time and Space: The Illusion of Editing and Filming Techniques</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Time and Space: The Illusion of Editing and Filming Technique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a magic about the film Donnie Darko that cannot be fully comprehended upon the first viewing, not the second, nor even fully on the third. In fact, I think it would take all the time in the world to dissect every subtle plot key and timing device used in this viciously intellectual movie. I also believe that that was exactly what the director and writer, Richard Kelly, had in mind when crafting the time drama. The film portrays time in a way that is uncommon in conventional cinema, it chooses to see time as not a certainty, but as something malleable and inconstant. Donnie Darko is trapped in the middle of a true time warp, one that exists only inside of his own head. How then, could the director possibly convey this unsettling truth through the medium of film? The answer is editing, genius, radical, and complex editing. Throughout the film you believe that you know exactly what is real and what is not, what is hallucination and what is fact. What this movie strives to do is disrupt our rational thinking process, awaken us to the possibility that everything we know to be truth may be a fallacy. What are the laws of physics if a not device invented by humans meant to ease our conscious mind about phenomena that are ultimately inexplicable? The complicated editing of Donnie Darko excellently illustrates the complex nature of time and space referenced within the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donnie Darko is a peculiar movie in a few ways; one of the most notably different characteristics is the pacing of the film. Shot in just twenty-eight days (the same length of time spanned throughout the film itself), the film meanders and sprints through the 4 weeks simultaneously. On minute we are seeing a Donnie with hunched shoulders and a sinister smile on his face, seemingly cool, calculated, and knowledgeable all in one expression. We are then bombarded with a fast paced montage of what exactly Donnie is seeing at the moment, or what Frank (Donnie’s hallucination that transcends time, space and all explainable existence) is showing him. This type of editing is meant to juxtapose time and matter. We are seeing a short shot of Donnie thinking, and are then given access to the lengthy but fast ideas bouncing around in his mind. The montage is longer than the shot we were previously seeing of Donnie, therefore illustrating the concept that time is not a constant thing, nor is it confined to our human perception of it. By pacing the movie in such a random and nonsensical way, the director manages to skew our visual perception. Although the film does move forward in time as expected, we are still unsure of the message and the purpose of Frank’s existence, which seems to be the entire point of the movie, therefore forcing us to think, forcing us to try and rationalize what is happening within Donnie’s brain. This is made even more confusing by the fact that the movie is from Donnie’s point of view, and by not knowing the purpose or the meaning behind the main character, we are thrown into a completely new spectrum of viewing. This is Kelly’s point; his editing and story force us to comprehend the meaning in a new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course editing alone cannot convey the complex attitudes of the film. The type of motion, the choice of music, and the acting all assist the overall effects of the editing. For example, the first scene we are privy too at the school is not just a remarkable piece of cinematography because of the continuous long shots, but also because of the subtle and not so subtle slow motion accompanied by introductions to the most influential characters of the story. All this is happening while a nostalgic song plays in the background, transporting the viewer to another time, just like the rest of the film. The camera work itself is also different than the norm, unexpected and fresh. The beginning of the scene begins with the shot upside down and in slow motion it rights itself, just in time to see Donnie’s feet touch the ground after jumping out of a school bus. The camera then flits back and forth throughout the school, smoothly introducing all of the key characters. The next scene that integrates the mediums of sound, editing and camera work appears much later in the film during a school talent show. The shots switch back and forth from Donnie’s sister and her dance team to Donnie burning down the antagonist’s million-dollar home. The scene is set to a rousing eighties Duran Duran song, which juxtaposes the criminal act that Donnie is committing with the happiness of the rest of his family. Slow motion is again utilized to slow the perception of time during this scene. We are supposed to believe that these two acts are happening simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being such an unusual film, Donnie Darko had some barriers it needed to cross. Time and space are inconstant in the universe of the film, and Richard Kelly had to find some way to portray that in the most realistic way possible. Through editing, camera work, and music he was able to convey the principles of the film. Time is not the neat little package we as humans have summed it up to be. There is more to the philosophy of time than we are aware of. The way the movie was edited gave the viewer a taste of the unknown and made them think outside the box that has been drawn around us. Somehow, the film had to illustrate that it took place in an alternate reality where time and space were interconnected and not tangible. Whether you believe that the fabric of time is as fragile as it is in the world of Donnie Darko is up to you, but there is no denying that the way the film is put together makes you forget, if just for a moment, that we think we know how the universe works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8607337243758765253?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8607337243758765253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8607337243758765253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8607337243758765253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8607337243758765253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-and-space-illusion-of-editing-and.html' title='Time and Space: The Illusion of Editing and Filming Techniques'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-4735072533085009927</id><published>2009-04-19T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:42:24.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Commentary Within There Will Be Blood</title><content type='html'>I wrote this essay for my film class, what do you think? Format is a little strange because of Blogger, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social Commentary Within There Will Be Blood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When viewing Paul Thomas Anderson’s tour de force There Will Be Blood it is beyond the bounds of possibility to ignore the blatant messages about humanity buried not so far under the surface. The first time we hear Daniel Plainview speak, the swift, prideful manner in which he introduces himself, not to mention his staccato method of speaking, automatically alerts us that this is a man not to be reckoned with. Paul Thomas Anderson has been criticized for directing Day-Lewis to speak in this manner, critics claiming that no one spoke like Plainview one hundred years ago. These critics are missing the message hidden underneath the speech. Plainview represents power and intellect, a fact that will be proven multiple times over the course of the film. This is the first time we are alerted to Paul Thomas Anderson’s multi-layered character approach, for at first we do not know what to make of Daniel Plainview. His plain speaking partnered with the blank stare of his composed and silent son H.W. Plainview unsettles us, but we’re not sure why. From the first moment we heard Daniel Plainview open his mouth, we grasp that he is not an ordinary man and the film will not take us in an ordinary direction. Paul Thomas Anderson pens and directs this film beautifully, horrifically, disturbingly, and tragically. His personal opinions are shoved so forcefully in our faces that we are shocked into submission, waiting eagerly for the next action of the complicated Mr. Plainview. Daniel Plainview is an allegory for everything Paul Thomas Anderson sees as inhuman in humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme that is repeated time and time again throughout this film is the consequences of power, greed and ambition. Every struggle that Daniel must endure is sprung from his own need to be the best and to make the most profit. With every action Daniel takes, Paul Thomas Anderson is creating a twisted web of wrongs that represent the harm that humans do to themselves. When Daniel discovers oil in the sleepy, hyper religious town of Little Boston, California, he buys everything. He knows, however, that he is not dealing with economic scholars, he is dealing with uneducated country people who do not know the going rate of oil or land or anything in between. This is illustrated when Daniel tells his son "Well, we won’t pay them oil prices. We’ll pay them quail prices". While this may be an overtly obvious sign of greed and deception on Plainview’s part, the movie’s poignancy does not always lie in its subtlety. Anderson has a habit of setting the more perturbing aspects of humanity right under our nose and letting us smell it for ourselves with no perfumes or deodorants. At the root of Daniel’s money obsession is his insecurities. One can only infer that growing up, Daniel had a sense of inferiority and now as an adult has a fierce need to prove himself. Of course, this is only speculation, but what other reason could a man have for being so callously ambitious? He is an unhappy man with no family, no trust, and nothing but his money for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Plainview is without a doubt one of the most complex characters to grace the silver screen. His exterior is hard, brash and unforgiving. He commits heinous moral crimes, such as abandoning his son because of his disability and threatening to slit a man’s throat for making a general statement. These are the events that stick out in a movie goers mind, the events that create the character profile inside of our heads. We see Daniel Plainview as a greedy, manipulative, and uncaring person lost in the hustle of the empire he has created. However, this is merely the surface characterization of a subject like Daniel Plainview. Throughout the film we are presented with some subtle and not so subtle examples of a less terrifying Daniel, someone who is trapped without being fully aware of their bindings. Firstly, there is the question of why Daniel adopts H.W. if he is only out for himself? There were many other men at the oil well he worked on, and any one of them could have taken the child. Why then did Daniel volunteer to devote the next two decades of his life to fatherhood? We also see other moments of tenderness between H.W. and Daniel, the occasional light pat on the head, the immediate concern when the well explodes, the affectionate caress to ease the pain of deftness, and the prolonged embrace when they are reunited. These are the subtleties of Daniel Plainview’s character. These are the things that let you know that somewhere, maybe buried deep, is some form of love and compassion for H.W.. We also see a shade of Daniel’s less monstrous side show up in his conversations with his so called brother, Henry Brands. In a most likely slightly drunken conversation, Plainview actually voices his need for a relationship with another human. "I see the worst in people. I don't need to look past seeing them to get all I need" Daniel states. "Henry... to have you here gives me a second breath. I can't keep doing this on my own with these... people. [laughs]". This is one of the first times we see a true vulnerability within Daniel. The desperate tone of sorrow in his voice and eyes give away the true depth of his hatred he has for himself. Paul Thomas Anderson does a wonderful job creating such a multi dimensional character with so many layers. This is how people are, people are not just single-faceted, they are complex and confusing and horrifying, and this is what Paul Thomas Anderson wants us to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most blatantly obvious parallel Paul Thomas Anderson seems to draw to society is concerning religion. The religious undertones, or more aptly called overtones, in this movie are staggering. First and foremost there is Eli Sunday, who seems to be a representative of everything Anderson sees wrong with religion. Even to the most untrained religious eye, Eli Sunday appears crazy. You watch him and his calm, reserved demeanor is uncomfortable. Everything he says is uncomfortable, forced, and a little unsettling. From the first moment they meet, Daniel and Eli begin a battle of control over the other. When Daniel offers the aforementioned "quail prices" for the Sunday Ranch, Eli demands a greater sum, claiming to know about the oil on the land and wanting funding for his church. We are then introduced to the skeptic side of Daniel Plainview. In response to his request for church funding, Daniel replies, with a smirk on his face that juxtaposes the calm and soothing tone of his voice, "That’s good, Eli. That’s a good one." This of course can be taken as "yes, that’s a very good thing for you to want money for, Eli" or, the more likely meaning, "That’s a funny joke, Eli. That’s a good one." Daniel, being the man that he is, is not religious. He sees religion as a sign of weakness. Depending on a "higher power" to bring you happiness and success just discredits your own ability to bring yourself success and happiness, and Daniel Plainview will let nothing discredit him. Another example of Daniel’s agnosticism is the iconic scene of his baptism. We as the audience know that Daniel is only going through with the baptism as a condition to purchase some necessary land for his pipeline. Eli, who has had a less then righteous battle with Daniel over the last few years, is fully aware of Daniel’s scorn for the church and uses this as just another way to torment him. There are a few interesting ways to interpret this scene. First, and probably the most obvious, is the mental anguish and humiliation Eli Sunday inflicts on Daniel. He is forcing Daniel to confess he has sinned, confess that he has done wrong, and to Daniel, he is never wrong. He is stubborn and never admits his mistakes. The most moving section of this scene is when Eli forces Daniel to repeatedly scream "I’ve abandoned my son! I’ve abandoned my boy!" One can tell that not only is Daniel overcome with a powerful guilt over sending H.W. away, he is also consumed with a rage at Eli for demoralizing and embarrassing him in front of the people he has deceived for the last few years. Eli, in an act that would surely not be considered Christ-like, proceeds to slap Daniel several times across the face, dehumanizing and emasculating him even further. These revenge driven actions that Eli takes part in represent the hypocrisy that is so prevalent in today’s religious society. Eli can sin six ways to Sunday, but to him, at the end of the day, he is the preacher and all is forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the film, after Daniel has lost his son, his companions, and his sanity, the most poignant moment is revealed. When Eli comes to visit, begging for Daniel’s help economically, Daniel sees this as the final showdown. Eli is begging &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;, Eli needs &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; help, and damn it if Daniel isn’t going to take full advantage of the situation and humiliate, dehumanize and emasculate him as much as he can in return. Eli begs him for a lease on the Bandy track, a piece of land he believe to be undeveloped. Daniel knows very well that this land has already been dried out, but chooses not to share this information with Eli. Daniel may be a cold, heartless man by now, but he is still fiercely intelligent and a great reader of people. He knows exactly what Eli’s largest insecurity is, and takes full advantage of it. "It was Paul who told me about you. He's the prophet. He's the smart one. He knew what was there and he found me to take it out of the ground!" Daniel taunts mercilessly, his crouching, defensive stance ominous against the fluorescent lights of the bowling alley. Eli is crying and sniffling now, clearly upset by the turn the conversation has taken. He cries that they were friends, old friend, why would Daniel do this to him? This whole sequence of events, from the mockery of Eli’s importance, to the forced admission that "[Eli] is a false prophet, God is a superstition", to Daniel’s eventual pummeling of Eli’s skull with a bowling pin, drives in fast-motion through every message leaked out in this film. We see Daniel’s greed, we see Eli’s hypocrisy and insanity, we see Daniel’s hate for himself, and we see all of these characteristics kill, metaphorically and literally, these two characters. This is a film about the dangers of being human and submitting to the overwhelming desire for power and money. This is a film about the necessity of human relationships, and this is a film warning against blind worship. Paul Thomas Anderson has succeeded in creating one of the most glaring allegories of the human condition ever captured on film, whether he meant to or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-4735072533085009927?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4735072533085009927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=4735072533085009927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4735072533085009927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4735072533085009927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/04/social-commentary-within-there-will-be.html' title='Social Commentary Within There Will Be Blood'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-4641607468138598126</id><published>2009-03-27T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:28:23.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty good week, followed by a second pretty good week.</title><content type='html'>So this was the last week of school before Camas goes on Spring Break. Clark's break started last week, so it's been pretty relaxing. I've been able to watch a lot of movies. This week it's been a pantheon of crazy good Coen brothers movies, cementing them in place as my favorite directors. The week started out with The Big Lebowski. Then went on to O Brother, Where Art Thou? and then proceeded on with Raising Arizona. I've still got Miller's Crossing, Baton Fink, and Blood Simple to cross off my list. Then maybe a bit of The Man Who Wasn't There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I watched There Will Be Blood for the 4th (ish?) time. I love that movie. It's been my #1 and will stay there till I see something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now I'm watching Zodiac. For some reason this movie is good not great, but I love watching it. It's probably something to do with David Fincher and Robert Downey Jr. Maybe Jake Gyllenhaal. Damnit, now I want to watch Donnie Darko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a really weird post, ha. My brain doesn't seem to be functioning on any other plane than movies right now. Mush head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-4641607468138598126?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4641607468138598126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=4641607468138598126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4641607468138598126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4641607468138598126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/pretty-good-week-followed-by-second.html' title='Pretty good week, followed by a second pretty good week.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-2055145855287833834</id><published>2009-03-18T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:19:34.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Post!</title><content type='html'>This is a post that is telling you that in exacty... 48 hours I am going to be very happy. Much happier than I am at this exact moment. Why is that, you ask? Because I will have written my two very long history papers for the final, I will have completed the history final, and this quarter will be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this has happened, I will start writing my normally chipper, cheery and all around good natured posts! My posts will not longer be down in the dumps! No more random apathetic lists! Soon I will be as happy as that little fishstick who has successfully rowed his boat all the way out to sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, once again the time for stress free days is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This post is mainly directed at Jamie. Yes, I did reference Fishsticks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-2055145855287833834?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2055145855287833834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=2055145855287833834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2055145855287833834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2055145855287833834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-post.html' title='Happy Post!'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-2412133242131198770</id><published>2009-03-12T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:18:21.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damnit</title><content type='html'>I'm getting really really impatient... I bought two volumes of Jonah Hex last Sunday and I got one in the mail two days ago... But not the first one, no, I got the second volume in the mail and I'm really sad. I have to read them in order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a really bad cough. It's killing me. My lungs feel like death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is very boring so I'm just going to list off some things that I love in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watchmen&lt;br /&gt;Evegreen State&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;br /&gt;Kela&lt;br /&gt;30 Rock&lt;br /&gt;It's Always Sunny in Philidelphia&lt;br /&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;In Bruges&lt;br /&gt;Sean Penn&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Clark&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;Emile Hirsch&lt;br /&gt;The Beat Generation&lt;br /&gt;The 1960's&lt;br /&gt;My parents&lt;br /&gt;Sammie&lt;br /&gt;Sammie's Mom&lt;br /&gt;Rainn Wilson&lt;br /&gt;The Academy Awards&lt;br /&gt;Pictures&lt;br /&gt;Foot rubs&lt;br /&gt;Bella and Booger&lt;br /&gt;Slashfilm&lt;br /&gt;Cinematical&lt;br /&gt;There Will Be Blood&lt;br /&gt;Into the Wild&lt;br /&gt;Charade&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;The Kinks&lt;br /&gt;Cty &amp;amp; Colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love other things also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-2412133242131198770?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2412133242131198770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=2412133242131198770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2412133242131198770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2412133242131198770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/damnit.html' title='Damnit'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-569956590540805810</id><published>2009-03-08T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:23:15.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flargen Blargen.</title><content type='html'>I am amazed by the number of times I find myself running to my blog when I feel like giving myself a worthwhile excuse not to do my algebra homework. Right now is one of those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is a piece of shit. I'm not trying to sound ungrateful, because I'm actually very happy with it. It gets decent wireless and has MS Word, right now there is not much more that I need. That does ot nullify the fact that it is, in short, a piece of shit. The screen lining falls off every time I open and shut the thing. The L, H, S, E and U keys are very, very sticky and I am constantly having to go back and reread things to make sure that I haven't left out any key constanants or vowels. I have to basically punch the spacebar in the face to get it to work. Did I mention that it's giant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all this, I do have a certain amount of affection for this ailing mass of technology. It's old, the company claims refurbishing, but I have a feeling that at my dad's company, this includes a washcloth rubdown. Here's another great thing about it: It was free! That fact in itself discredits any compaint I may have had, because no matter how shitty it is, I didn't have to pay for it! It has helped me in hundred of school projects and for that I am gratful. No more hand cramps! If I reach right down into the depths of my heart, I discover a sort of resentful love for my decrepit laptop. I may name it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, about 10 minutes ago it was snowing and blaringly sunny at the exact same time. I have never witnessed this before, it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a third note, I ordered two volumes of Jonah Hex yesterday. My movie blog fanaticism is influencing me in many way. One is introducing me to Comic Books (Graphic Novels blah blah). I have not figured out whether I'm into comic books right now because of Watchmen and the whole "comic books are cool!" thing that's going around, or because I'm genuinely one of those people who just like them. I've decided to leave my motivation unearthed and just enjoy the books, whether is be phase or a discovery of a lifelong love. We'll see, I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-569956590540805810?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/569956590540805810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=569956590540805810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/569956590540805810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/569956590540805810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/flargen-blargen.html' title='Flargen Blargen.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-3821111184962699055</id><published>2009-03-03T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:28:43.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No I will not</title><content type='html'>I'm buried up to my eyeballs in piles of homework today. I'm running on 6 hours of sleep, have a serious migraine in the making and do not feel like writing 3 fucking reports on Catalyst events to the Civil War, which is exactly what I have to do. Have I mentioned that I can't wait for this quarter to be over? Well I can't wait until this quarter is over. I can't wait until this year is over, actually. Camas classes are killing me. Freedom is calling me. 10am classes and 8:30am alarms are calling me. I am lazy, and I have had a taste of the freedom that is INDEPENDENT SCHEDULE PLANNING, and now I crave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then... there is this AP Environmental Science class which is calling me... straight from the science wing at Camas Highschool. Ungh. I mean, I haven't taken any AP classes. An AP class would look awfully good on a transcript, even though I'll be graduating Highschool with roughly 50-60ish college credits... That has to mean something. Ah. I don't know. I'll have to have a snoozle and think on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-3821111184962699055?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3821111184962699055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=3821111184962699055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3821111184962699055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3821111184962699055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-i-will-not.html' title='No I will not'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-2626911638016063995</id><published>2009-02-25T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:42:35.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads.</title><content type='html'>You cannot ever be inside someone elses head. You can never know exactly how they feel or what they are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have a problem remembering this, and I assume that I know how and why people are doing the things they do. Maybe this is because I really wish I did know. My freshmen year English teacher said that every single person as a reason behind everything they do. Nothing is done without a meaning in the person's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As convinced that you or I may be that we know he exact motivation behind an action, we can never be positive. Everyone needs to remember this. You wouldn't be happy if someone assumed they knew exactly how your mind worked, so why would you assume that you know their mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. This is just my general musing on humanity for the day. It's making me kind of sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-2626911638016063995?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2626911638016063995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=2626911638016063995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2626911638016063995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2626911638016063995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/heads.html' title='Heads.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5262863333769849895</id><published>2009-02-18T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:05:07.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool twice!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm just going to say right now how cool it is that the editor of &lt;em&gt;Watchmen and Philosophy&lt;/em&gt; commented my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saying this because it is a very good book to read if you love &lt;em&gt;Watchmen&lt;/em&gt;. I love &lt;em&gt;Watchmen&lt;/em&gt;, so it is a very good book for me to read and so far, the three chapters I've read have answered multiple internal questions which I though I'd always have swimming in the back of my mind. Example, Dr. Manhattan and his unique... condition(?) which renders him an emotional cripple. What's up with that? Well, now I know, and you'll just have to go read it to find out. Unless unlike me you're capable of trusting your own opinion without affirmation of some kind that you are indeed correct, which I need and like to have about most things. This is why I enjoy the Blackwell Philosophy and PopCulture series, I like to be able to see if my opinions match up with those of professionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it sounds like I'm sucking up to said editor (Mark D. White), and I guess I kind of am. Except that what I'm saying is truth, and sucking up usually consist of lies. This book is just really, really awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5262863333769849895?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5262863333769849895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5262863333769849895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5262863333769849895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5262863333769849895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/cool-twice.html' title='Cool twice!'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-4112377863362480384</id><published>2009-02-17T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:35:05.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool!</title><content type='html'>I got my "Watchmen and Philosophy" book in the mail a few minutes ago. I don't even know why I'm typing this instead of reading it right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-4112377863362480384?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4112377863362480384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=4112377863362480384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4112377863362480384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4112377863362480384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/cool.html' title='Cool!'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-1951639665009172796</id><published>2009-02-09T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:30:31.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What could I title this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SZECyMILh7I/AAAAAAAAABI/W1W9nj_QPws/s1600-h/Bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301021297664034738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SZECyMILh7I/AAAAAAAAABI/W1W9nj_QPws/s320/Bella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella won't leave me alone! I'm trying to eat my tofu and she wont stop trying to steal it off of my plate. It's irritating, I just want to eat my tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb tofu stealing kitty.&lt;br /&gt;Bella! Booger doesn't steal my tofu! Booger is the good kitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I was going to have more to say in this blogpost but apparently I don't, because all I can think about it the kitties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is of Bella. She may not look like a food-snatcher, but she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-1951639665009172796?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1951639665009172796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=1951639665009172796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1951639665009172796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1951639665009172796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-could-i-title-this.html' title='What could I title this?'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SZECyMILh7I/AAAAAAAAABI/W1W9nj_QPws/s72-c/Bella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8621821831321957870</id><published>2009-02-08T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:50:56.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Antebellum Period</title><content type='html'>So many essays, so little time. I have been writing for hours now and am only half way through my midterm essay on the different effects of paternalistic v. economic slavery in the antebellum period of the US. That's a mouthfull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Writing essays when your tired is difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8621821831321957870?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8621821831321957870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8621821831321957870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8621821831321957870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8621821831321957870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/antebellum-period.html' title='The Antebellum Period'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-6712800981075914621</id><published>2009-02-05T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:00:24.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo!</title><content type='html'>Today has been excellent. Forecasted for next quarter classes, and I am going to have a very cool schedule for spring. Monday/Wednesday History of Film from 12-1:50 then Tai Chi at 3 for an hour. Tuesday/Thursday Psychology from 2:30-4:50. I'm really excited! Next quarter is going to be my play quarter. :O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 100 pages into No Country the book. It's so weird how precisely the Coen Bro's adapted that book to the movie, almost every single line is the same. I think I might like reading it more than I liked watching it, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, My Chem. Romance should never remake a Bob Dylan song again, I think it might crush my soul into tiny little bits. This one was bad enough. Don't care that MCR is in Watchmen, whatever, it's just a soundtrack and has no real relevance to the movie, but please, don't deface the amazing genius that is Bob Dylan. Please never again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-6712800981075914621?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6712800981075914621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=6712800981075914621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6712800981075914621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6712800981075914621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/woo.html' title='Woo!'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-7308689780458311053</id><published>2009-02-01T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:07:27.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post of February..</title><content type='html'>It's my birthday month... so that's always nice I guess haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-7308689780458311053?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7308689780458311053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=7308689780458311053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/7308689780458311053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/7308689780458311053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-post-of-february.html' title='First post of February..'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-3916516660873017606</id><published>2009-01-31T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:33:35.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Western vs. Evergreen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cudaapparel.com/images/category/gnac-wwu-cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://www.cudaapparel.com/images/category/gnac-wwu-cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.campusexplorer.com/media/376x262/The-Evergreen-State-College-0329BC10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://www.campusexplorer.com/media/376x262/The-Evergreen-State-College-0329BC10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my day has consisted of parental requested listing of the pro's and con's of Western Washington University and Evergreen State University. I have been scouring both of the school's website for hours and hours and hours and hours finding out all of the basic information for both and downloading their applications. I guess I'm taking the SAT in March, which I'm fine with, but I'm just getting kinda stressed with the whole idea of applying to schools. I'm probably stressed the most about the fact that I only have two schools which I could ever seen myself going, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. Mindfuck of collegiate information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-3916516660873017606?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3916516660873017606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=3916516660873017606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3916516660873017606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3916516660873017606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/western-vs-evergreen.html' title='Western vs. Evergreen?'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-4745958603294746763</id><published>2009-01-24T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:36:19.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happens really fast</title><content type='html'>Time is going by much faster than I've been paying attention. It's already almost February, half the school year is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very conflicted at the moment. On the one hand I really just want the next year and a half to go by quickly, I want to graduate and I want to go off to College. On the other, I'm terrified. I don't know if I'm the most capable person and the idea of depending solely on myself scares me. I don't know, that's just the train of thought I'm on right now... And what if I don't get into the college I want? For some reason I've always had this feeling in the back of my mind that I'm going to be okay, I've always done pretty decently in school, not fucking great, but you know, I'm not an idiot. What if it doesn't turn out okay? What if my gut feeling has always been tricking me? I don't know, I'm just worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-4745958603294746763?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4745958603294746763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=4745958603294746763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4745958603294746763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4745958603294746763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/everything-happens-really-fast.html' title='Everything happens really fast'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-6749691214186461209</id><published>2009-01-22T19:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:46:35.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/53/Cormac_McCarthy_NoCountryForOldMen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/53/Cormac_McCarthy_NoCountryForOldMen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.popartuk.com/g/l/lg86383-3+on-the-road-jack-kerouac-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="http://www.popartuk.com/g/l/lg86383-3+on-the-road-jack-kerouac-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.austinchronicle.com/binary/8b71/books_readings-38810.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://www.austinchronicle.com/binary/8b71/books_readings-38810.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://dietrichthrall.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://dietrichthrall.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/watchmen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many books I need to read... I keep buying them and now they're piling up and I don't know if I can stop buying them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to start No Country For Old Men tonight... supposedly the book is much better than the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-6749691214186461209?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6749691214186461209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=6749691214186461209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6749691214186461209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6749691214186461209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/time.html' title='Time!'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-6306875777553302336</id><published>2009-01-20T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:51:27.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2094/2175235365_3e9e5561cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2094/2175235365_3e9e5561cc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it was wonderful! We have a new President, and a great new President at that! Barack Obamas speech today was wonderful, and I got to watch it with my favorite people. I can't think of anything to say other than wonderful. Wonderful wonderful wonderful! After watching the inauguration at the Clinton Street Theater with 100 other Barack lovers and Bush haters (we were all finally REALLY unabashedly allowed to boo and growl at Bush and Cheney!), we went over to a very cute coffee shop that I just can't remember the name of. We sat there trying to figure out what to do, we being Lindsay, Anthony, my Mom and her friend Cynthia. We ended up settling on Powells and then a great meal at.... Swagat! So good. I've been going to that restaurant since I was 6, so it's all nice and sentimental. Then off we headed home. It was a very nice day, and I am so happy that Barack Obama is finally our 44th President!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-6306875777553302336?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6306875777553302336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=6306875777553302336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6306875777553302336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6306875777553302336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-wonderful-day.html' title='What a wonderful day.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2094/2175235365_3e9e5561cc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-7195720854005621528</id><published>2009-01-19T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T13:57:19.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waltz with Bashir, Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ScyctjY9aI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ScyctjY9aI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that movie not look just fucking amazing? The answer is yes, it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw Slumdog Millionaire yesterday. I've never seen a movie that lives up the the enormous hype around it so well. I went into it and honestly didn't think it would be as good as it was. The story seemed cliche at best from the commercials. I came out of it just in awe, me and my mom couldnt even say anything about it. I still don't know what I can say about it that will do it justice, so I'm just going to say you should see it, because it's not what it seems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-7195720854005621528?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7195720854005621528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=7195720854005621528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/7195720854005621528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/7195720854005621528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/waltz-with-bashir-slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Waltz with Bashir, Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-95063330307982989</id><published>2009-01-17T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:13:09.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wrestler v. Milk</title><content type='html'>I'm still not completely sure what I thought of The Wrestler, starring Mickey Rourke. I know it was well done, Darren Aronofsky did a really great job getting what he did out of Rourke. The big debate is over who had the better performance, Rourke for The Wrestler or Sean Penn in Milk. My feelings are this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rourke tends to play this sort of part a lot. Not to mention that it directly relates to his life on many levels. Rourke quit acting to persue a career in boxing in the late eighties. He then lost his family and destroyed his face. Playing Randy "The Ram" Robinson must have been tough, sure, but he had personal experiences to draw from to help create this amazing character. The Ram wasn't a stranger to Rourke. He did a really phenomenal job in this movie, everyone involved did, and I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;not&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; disputing that on any level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, when Penn signed on to play Harvey Milk, his performance was equally as good, if not a tiny bit better in my opinion, than Rourke. But here's the thing, Sean Penn had to do this role cold turkey. Harvey Milk was a much more unique character that The Ram. Sean Penn had to convince us all that he was an actually person who'd had a life. Harvey Milk wasn't just a character, he was a political beacon. Penn has a large challenge making us all believe he, who has played brooding characters for most of his career, could pull off the flambuoyant, carefree, humourous, loving character of Milk. And he did it! He did it perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my humble opinion, it's a larger challenge to play the part of someone who has actually lived, who had friends and loves and hopes, and be able to portray that well than to play a character who was written for the screen. When acting as a real person, you have to capture all the subtle nuances of the person's personality, you have to really step into their skin and do the research to become them. Penn did that, and for that reason, I believe that he deserves to win the Oscar for Best Actor. Rourke is absolutly a close second in my book, though. The Wrestler was a powerful movie, and I really enjoyed taking that journey with Randy the Ram.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-95063330307982989?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/95063330307982989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=95063330307982989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/95063330307982989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/95063330307982989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/wrestler.html' title='The Wrestler v. Milk'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-855625648409641089</id><published>2009-01-13T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:35:52.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SW1cMAObRwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/VJzWuRxdArc/s1600-h/christoandjeanclaude_runningfence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SW1cMAObRwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/VJzWuRxdArc/s320/christoandjeanclaude_runningfence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290986498518894338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a photograph taken and designed by Christo and Jeanne-Claude. I've recently discovered their work and it's very cool. They had this fence running for 24.5 miles in Northern California farmlands, I've driven through this area, and it's a pretty impressive feat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-855625648409641089?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/855625648409641089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=855625648409641089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/855625648409641089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/855625648409641089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/interesting-or-not.html' title='Interesting or not?'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SW1cMAObRwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/VJzWuRxdArc/s72-c/christoandjeanclaude_runningfence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5637401993869748775</id><published>2009-01-12T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:57:37.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yQRav9c_EKQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yQRav9c_EKQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/44DUSTAvdqo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/44DUSTAvdqo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KFo-HZEArA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KFo-HZEArA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe my love for this tv show... It's hiatus between seasons made me forget about it and I just looked it up again and I'm dying, ah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5637401993869748775?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5637401993869748775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5637401993869748775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5637401993869748775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5637401993869748775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahh.html' title='AHH!'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8446719130211056842</id><published>2009-01-12T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:59:40.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventureland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=46774915"&gt;Adventureland trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=46774915,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=46774915,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm a closet-fan of Superbad, but this looks so much better. In case people forgot with the recent Twilight debacle, Kristen Stewart can, in fact, really act. I love the SNL cameo's, Bill Hader and Kristen Wigg are the best cast members on there right now. I love movies set in the 80's, also. They always seen to have this unintentional humour that is just brought out more by the big hair and off-the-shoulder tank tops. The concept is pretty promising, too. Amuesement park losers, always funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and can I mention how happy I am that this is rated R?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8446719130211056842?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8446719130211056842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8446719130211056842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8446719130211056842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8446719130211056842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/adventureland.html' title='Adventureland'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-2532962636388970040</id><published>2009-01-10T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:03:59.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>s s s sigh</title><content type='html'>So Thursday was the night of the Critics Choice Awards, and I have to say, if the Oscars go the same way I'll be happy. I just want Sean Penn to win best actor for Milk, he was so fucking fantastic. I also would like to see Slumdog Millionaire before the Academy Awards, because I'm sure if I see it I will love it, but until then I'm having a hard time with it's success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Frost/Nixon last weekend, I liked it very much. It did the unthinkable, and by the end I was feeling rather sorry for Richard Nixon. The story is actually pretty cool, it's worth at least an illegal download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Kela pretty much all weekend, then Mark tomorrow for the Golden Globes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-2532962636388970040?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2532962636388970040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=2532962636388970040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2532962636388970040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2532962636388970040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/s-s-s-sigh.html' title='s s s sigh'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5121360000700231074</id><published>2009-01-04T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:55:20.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few new things I think are interesting</title><content type='html'>So in two days a lot of stuff has happened. Well, not really, but it feels like it to me, or more like to my mind. I've started a few new books, my favorite being this compilation of Charles Bukowski poems and stories. So I've been reading a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my family and I went to the Portland Art Museum. I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I drove Mark to the airport, I liked that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, Mom and I went to Swagat (mmm), and then went to see Frost/Nixon. I really, really liked it. I have a thing for Sam Rockwell, and even though his part was small I still love watching him act. It was a good enough movie that even though I wasn't alive for the Nixon crimes, I was still transfixed by the events on screen. I didn't check my clock once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's snowing again, and I'm wondering if there will be school tomorrow. I know there will be Clark, they wouldn't cancel the first day of the quarter, but maybe Camas will be cancelled. I think that would be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching House right now and I miss House nights, a lot. I wish House was still on Tuesdays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5121360000700231074?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5121360000700231074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5121360000700231074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5121360000700231074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5121360000700231074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-new-things-i-think-are-interesting.html' title='A few new things I think are interesting'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-3272793192540079130</id><published>2009-01-02T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:47:41.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So unlike Mark, I will readily admit to being a "film geek", not to mention probably a bit of a film snob, if you must. I picked the movies that I loved seeing the most this year. I would whole-heartedly reccomend any movie on this list to any person that I know. Let the listing commence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I didn't have a chance to view a couple movies that were supposed to be pretty good. &lt;em&gt;Revolutionary Road, The Wrestler, The Reader, Slumdog Millionaire, and Frost/Nixon&lt;/em&gt; are among some of the gems I was unable to see before the year was out, but I will most definitely be remedying that situation in the near future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kenz's Top 10 Movies of 2008&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie made my top 10 list four a couple of reasons. First, it was a really good surprise. The advertising campaign for this movie completely blew, making it out to be just another fleeting summer action flick. It most certainly did not do it justice. Secondly, it was creative. There just aren’t a whole lot of movies out there like it. And thirdly, the ending was unexpected, which made it great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Wackness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked this movie. The writing was witty, the plot was endearing, and the ending wasn’t cliché. The acting was very good, considering I really didn’t think Josh Peck could act. His character Luke Shapiro isn’t popular and in all honesty isn’t really all that likeable, but the mark of a good movie is how it can still make us care about an unlikable person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Burn After Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to see this movie a couple of times for it to really make a strong impression on me, but it did. I just fucking love everything the Coen Brothers do. They have this way of turning 5 completely different plots into one really complex and engaging story. The cast is 5 star and their acting proves it. This movie dares to take risks, and is heavily rewarded for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tropic Thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I’m not usually one for this kind of comedy but I have a serious soft spot for Robert Downey Jr. Sure Ben Stiller plays the same old character, as does Jack Black, but who says their same-old characters aren’t funny? They lend a superb backdrop to Robert Downey Jr.’s super cool Kirk Lazarus. The premise is relatively unique and the writing is edgy. Unless your unbearably uptight, you probably enjoyed Tropic Thunder just as much as the rest of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie proves just how awesome horror movies can still be, and it makes sense that it’s not American. I am so tired of our definition of horror movie, i.e. Saw I (II, II, IV, V…). This is a fresh, but not too fresh take on the myth of vampires, and it’s from Sweden! An American movie would never have a 12-year-old murderous vampire. An American movie would never ever dare to murder a child, let alone multiple children, in fear of turning off the audience. In short, this movie &lt;em&gt;goes&lt;/em&gt; there, and it does it well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, shoot me for not putting TDK higher. I know it’s effects were close to flawless, I know Heath Ledger was pure gold, I know the plot was full of not your average superhero flick nonsense but real issues and thoughts which relate to our world today. I do not dispute any of that. The only reason that this movie isn’t higher up on my list is that Superhero movies, no matter how great, just are not my favorite genre. I loved The Dark Knight, I &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; it. But, that being said, I loved a few movies more if only because they are the kind of films that I prefer in general. Truth be told, all the movies in my top 5 are within millimeters of each other in my book. That being said, Heath Ledger really, really was gold in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Bruges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is one of the funniest movies I’ve seen &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;. I loved the cast, I loved, loved, &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; the writing, and really enjoyed the cinematography and directing. Lines from this movie still float around in my head at inopportune moments, causing me to snort or laugh at inappropriate times. It’s another one that dares to insult the general public in subtle, and not to subtle, ways. It’s shocking and it’s beautiful and it’s fucking hilarious. And since I’m a sucker for cool endings, this movie definitely makes it into my top 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changeling&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clint Eastwood is a genius. He’s an acting genius, and he’s most definitely a directing genius. This movie is dark, but it’s so well done. Angelina Jolie proves once again that she’s not all Mrs. Smith and Lara Croft and she can truly be a serious actress. The real reason I love this movie is its look. Every single thing, down to her stockings, is fitting with the period. The movie has beautiful shots mixed in with gruesome ones. The storyline is not only true, but interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Snow Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie may have its flaws, but the reason it’s so high up on my list is my inability to get it out of my head. For months after I saw this film all I could think about was seeing it again. I searched for it endlessly online trying to find a pirated version to watch. I went out and bought the book it was based on and read it twice. This story may not be the most original, but the acting is so good and the story is so heartbreaking that all you can do is watch dumbfounded while almost every character sabotages their life beyond repair. It’s a juxtaposition between young and old, new love and fading love, life and death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Milk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, you’ve heard me spouting off praise for this movie on almost a daily basis. Sean Penn is mind-blowing in this movie, and it really cements his place as one of the best actors of our generation. His ability to capture the warmth, determination, strength, and softness of Harvey Milk without it seeming forced is a sight to behold. The script is fantastic, the supporting cast is fantastic, the directing is fantastic, the film editing is fantastic, and the soundtrack is fantastic. This film is simply fantastic. Coming at the time that it did, after the win of Prop. 8 last November, this movie is sure to make itself a little home in your heart, and it won’t be moving out anytime soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So those are my top movies, go watch &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-3272793192540079130?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3272793192540079130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=3272793192540079130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3272793192540079130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3272793192540079130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/top-10-of-2008.html' title='Top 10 of 2008'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-6013598829231316401</id><published>2009-01-01T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:11:37.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life resolutions</title><content type='html'>A few more things to add to my list of things I would like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;See a Claude Monet painting from less than 5 feet away. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be able to watch an emotional movie around someone else and not feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Stop trivializing other people's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because right now my Mom is watching The Bucket list and getting all "deep" and it's making me really fucking uncomfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-6013598829231316401?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6013598829231316401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=6013598829231316401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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title='first'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8903095841716708750</id><published>2008-12-31T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:20:59.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles and good feelings at the end of 2008</title><content type='html'>I feel like this year has brought good things, much more good than bad. My friendships have grown, my grades have improved, my relationship with my family is better, and my interests have broadened. I've seen lots of movies, I've gotten new kittens, and I've forgiven someone who I believed was unforgiveable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark, Lindsay, Kela, Jeff, Danielle THANK YOU. Thank you for making this year so much better for me. Thank you for reminding me that I need friends and can't just shut myself away. Thank you for putting up with me even when my crazy starts to show. Thank you for forgiving me when I do wrong. Thank you for making me feel important. Thank you for hanging out with me. Thank you for seeing movies with me. Thank you for indulging in my strange neurocies (spit). Thank you for loving me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you, and none of you know the extent to which you've affected me. That sounds stupid, but you have. Those of you who knew me last year, you can probably see how much happier I've gotten in the last year. I owe you 5 everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8903095841716708750?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8903095841716708750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8903095841716708750' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8903095841716708750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8903095841716708750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/smiles-and-good-feelings-at-end-of-2008.html' title='Smiles and good feelings at the end of 2008'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-9131935237830818132</id><published>2008-12-30T22:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:33:09.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>Next couple days are kinda busy. Tomorrow my mom has shit she wants to get done, and then New Years Day my godparents are coming for the day and spending the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was shit mostly, but I got my laptop. That's nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-9131935237830818132?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/9131935237830818132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=9131935237830818132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/9131935237830818132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/9131935237830818132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-4326255100778928894</id><published>2008-12-27T00:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:34:32.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s.</title><content type='html'>Can the snow fucking STOP already? It's going on 2 weeks and has officially ruined my favorite and only pair of boots. Not to mention regressed my independence from my parents to freshman level. Slush is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm very aware that I'm being irrational.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-4326255100778928894?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4326255100778928894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=4326255100778928894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4326255100778928894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4326255100778928894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/ps.html' title='p.s.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5143881148796746429</id><published>2008-12-27T00:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:28:54.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>I can't stand how angry I feel right now. It's keeping me awake. I'm so angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the holidays, love bad feelings, love uselessness, love anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it all be simpler and less infuriating? Because it is infuriating. It's infuriating to the point of being ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5143881148796746429?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5143881148796746429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5143881148796746429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5143881148796746429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5143881148796746429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5017673591370521341</id><published>2008-12-24T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:47:40.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas, Christmas time is here</title><content type='html'>Time for music? Time for cheer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say my mood is biased today from outside sources, but it being Christmas eve I guess I have to be a little bit happy? Just because this morning was complete shit doesn't mean the afternoon must be aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella and Booger are being very cute..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5017673591370521341?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5017673591370521341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5017673591370521341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5017673591370521341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5017673591370521341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas, Christmas time is here'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5777677237311062927</id><published>2008-12-20T22:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:54:39.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit.</title><content type='html'>This is a pointless blog post trying to kill time while I attempt to motivate myself into going and doing all the before bed stuff so I can go to sleep, which I really really would like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is getting so much worse. Snow shney shnee. I've never been in a blizzard before, so I guess it's kinda cool. My house is currently surrounded by 2 foot deep snow drifts and icy roads. Not to mention the 65 mph winds making my room shake, again. Who can say global warming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Yes Man today, and I liked it. Those types of movies always have the potential to suck and really, this one didn't. By no means is it a work of cinematic genious.. But if you enjoy watching Jim Carrey be Jim Carrey than you'll like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy hannukah on Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5777677237311062927?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5777677237311062927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5777677237311062927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5777677237311062927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5777677237311062927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/bullshit.html' title='Bullshit.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8889185926511595372</id><published>2008-12-17T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:54:37.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimism.. ha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/3/l_d6e77e4fafa64c5392fd89907debe37b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 231px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/3/l_d6e77e4fafa64c5392fd89907debe37b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was an extremely good day, which is why I'm not quite sure I understand the reason why my mood has deteriorated rapidly in the last 5ish minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it has something to do with guilt and feeling as if I've made a rather large mistake... possibly costing me a good friendship? I think that might be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to Kela's in the snow. I liked it. We took pictures and watched old episodes of Arrested Development and Boy Meets World. I love her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow two-hour late start. Maybe they'll get smart and just cancel school for the rest of the week. What's the point of going for 2 hours Thursday and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;possibly&lt;/span&gt; Friday? All the teachers are just going to be showing movies anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8889185926511595372?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8889185926511595372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8889185926511595372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8889185926511595372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8889185926511595372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/optimism-ha.html' title='Optimism.. ha.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-7862053720074382279</id><published>2008-12-16T12:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:57:28.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giddy</title><content type='html'>Haha I just got my Boy Meet World Dvds in the mail! I'm soaking up the Eric Mathews goodness! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-7862053720074382279?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7862053720074382279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=7862053720074382279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/7862053720074382279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/7862053720074382279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/giddy.html' title='Giddy'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-417787588166670863</id><published>2008-12-15T17:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:39:30.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscars?</title><content type='html'>I'm dying for Sean Penn to win best actor, dying. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-417787588166670863?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/417787588166670863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=417787588166670863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/417787588166670863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/417787588166670863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/oscars.html' title='Oscars?'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8098462205232245253</id><published>2008-12-14T23:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:55:23.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary.</title><content type='html'>The weather tonight is really fucking terrifying. At least at my house. Especially in my room. We live on the top of this big hill and the winds are hitting our house at around 70 mph! And it's freezing in my room because for some reason the heat doesn't go up there. And every time a gust of wind hits the whole room shakes because its on the corner. I don't really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The no school thing is nice though.. It's also a bit frightening that we're having such a severe winter so soon.. the weather has been crazy this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow means I can't leave my house. Sigh. It's a bit boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8098462205232245253?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8098462205232245253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8098462205232245253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8098462205232245253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8098462205232245253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/scary.html' title='Scary.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8629283236938954025</id><published>2008-12-10T16:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:38:32.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange.</title><content type='html'>Usually I don't like movies with Mickey Rourke, but I really can't help being drawn to his new movie, The Wrestler. It just looks so good! Great, even. I also have a liking for Marissa Tomei... She's good. Evan Rachel Wood, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are done at Clark! I'm really proud of myself for making it through my first quarter with a B+ or better in all by classes. And I did well on my finals, so that should raise my grade. Fuck, what a busy week..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8629283236938954025?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8629283236938954025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8629283236938954025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8629283236938954025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8629283236938954025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/strange.html' title='strange.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-113155566330263621</id><published>2008-12-09T15:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:23:47.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wallpaperez.net/wallpaper/movie/House-MD-Hugh-Laurie-Dr.-Gregory-House-1481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 230px;" src="http://www.wallpaperez.net/wallpaper/movie/House-MD-Hugh-Laurie-Dr.-Gregory-House-1481.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only writing this blog post right now to postpone the inevitable: finishing my essay on the development of political parties in the early United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House night tonight. Coincidentally, I just bought a book at Borders called "House and Philosophy". Probably makes it into the top 10 most interesting books I've ever read. It relates all of Dr. Houses little House-isms to different philosophical ideas. (side note: I just wrote and read the word "House" way too many times and now it doesn't even look like a word. I hate that.) For example, Sartre's idea that human discomfort is based on our interactions with other people. That idea is definitely represented in House. They even gave an example of an episode that was most likely based somewhat loosely on Jean-Paul Sartre's play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Exit&lt;/span&gt;. It really makes you appreciate it when shows have intelligent writers who are clever enough to incorporate things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Take a philosophy class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-113155566330263621?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/113155566330263621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=113155566330263621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/113155566330263621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/113155566330263621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-6548117222754160442</id><published>2008-12-08T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:12:30.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More</title><content type='html'>5. Go a semester getting nothing but A's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-6548117222754160442?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6548117222754160442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=6548117222754160442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6548117222754160442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6548117222754160442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/more.html' title='More'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-336061504878466956</id><published>2008-12-07T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:08:25.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to make a list.</title><content type='html'>I'm aware this is terribly unoriginal, just bear with me. And you don't even have to read it if you find it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the horribly cliche' "list of things I would really like to do before I die, minus the things I find too personal to put on the internet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some of these are going to seem very boring, but really this specific blog is more for me, not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduate from college (preferably Evergreen State..) with enough knowledge to do something useful.&lt;br /&gt;2. Some Oscar season, see every single movie that's nominated so I can make an educated decision on what movies to support.&lt;br /&gt;3. Visit Monet's Garden's.&lt;br /&gt;4. Go find the old man I met in Carmel 2 years ago who sat and talked to me for 4 hours about his life, he was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have now... probably more in later blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this with my phone yesterday so the quality is pretty poor, but I still like how the clouds looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/STyAqC8oJ3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/VF3ICE52__k/s1600-h/clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/STyAqC8oJ3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/VF3ICE52__k/s320/clouds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277234323205400434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/STyBaJWej0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Iy2EKN6txrU/s1600-h/cloud2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/STyBaJWej0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/Iy2EKN6txrU/s320/cloud2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277235149558157122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-336061504878466956?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/336061504878466956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=336061504878466956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/336061504878466956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/336061504878466956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-going-to-make-list.html' title='I&apos;m going to make a list.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/STyAqC8oJ3I/AAAAAAAAAAo/VF3ICE52__k/s72-c/clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-452202610433235930</id><published>2008-12-06T22:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:39:05.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really.</title><content type='html'>I'm trying so so so so so hard. It's just not easy. I need this for myself. I need it to keep from going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo for cryptic blog posts, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-452202610433235930?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/452202610433235930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=452202610433235930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/452202610433235930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/452202610433235930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/12/really.html' title='Really.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-1934910713981625020</id><published>2008-11-30T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:23:38.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluhh.</title><content type='html'>What a depressing day weather wise, eh? Depressing in the best way, of course. How often do we get fog that lasts the whole day, plus it obviously being sunny above the fog so it's all shiny and beautiful? No sarcasm there, either. Depressing weather fits for today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our Christmas tree today!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-1934910713981625020?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1934910713981625020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=1934910713981625020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1934910713981625020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1934910713981625020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/bluhh.html' title='Bluhh.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-1662995723484197630</id><published>2008-11-29T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:49:51.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MILK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themovieblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/milk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://www.themovieblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/milk2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll start out saying this: I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; cry in movies. I don't know why that is, and on multiple occasions it has made me feel like a callous asshole, but it's just the truth. I don't cry in movies. Every so often one will come by that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;make my eyes fog up a little, but until last night, I didn't remember the last time a tear actually rolled down my cheek, let alone multiple tears! I didn't cry during Changeling, I didn't cry during I'm Not There, I didn't cry during Into the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I cried in Milk, and not just a little tear, tears streaming down my face. And this was all still possible even with an ornery, bitter old woman "shhhhh"-ing me through the whole film when I wasn't even talking.  I call a movie that can distract me from that a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The acting was brilliant, to say the least. Sean Penn stole the show. He's so versatile, his roles always bring out different sides of him. His portrayal of Harvey Milk, the first openly gay elected City Supervisor of San Fransisco, who was assassinated, was heart-wrenching. He transformed into the buoyant, childlike form of Milk, the polar opposite of the brooding Sean Penn we see in public. The moment he came onto the screen I was floored. I didn't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't the flamboyant, bouncy, happy creature that Sean Penn had created. It was astounding, and I don't say the lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may also have touched me at such a level because I truly cared about the issue that this movie was addressing. Civil Liberties, and the freedom the have them no matter what your race, gender, or sexual preference is. The movie centralized on Milk's journey to office, and his fight against anti-gay bills such as Sen. Biggs's Prop 6, which tried to get all homosexual teachers and their supporters fired in an attempt to "protect" the nations children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I've mentioned before, the cast of this movie was superb.  Sean Penn couldn't have pulled off his role so well if not for the contrast of his supporting actors. James Franco is the first that comes to mind, playing Milk's long time partner Scott Smith. The tenderness which is evident between the two is touching, yet not gratuitous. They don't make them kiss just to see two men kiss, they have them kiss to show the love, just as they would in any movie about a heterosexual relationship. Another supporting character who serves to add to the comedic aspect is Emile Hirsch. Hirsch plays Cleve Jones, a gay rights activist who was extremely active in Milk's campaigns. Hirsch acts as a playful reminder of what Milk and Co. were fighting for: the freedom and carefree ways of the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Brolin plays Dan White, the assassin of both Milk and Mayor George Moscone, who was one of Milk's largest supporters. Dan White is the epitome of a sheltered homophobic male. He is elected as another City Supervisor of a different district, and is the only person who perpetually votes down, to no avail, all of Milk's prospective motions. After resigning and being refused when he pleads for his job back, Dan White shot Mayor Moscone and Harvey Milk in cold blood and was later convicted of minimum charges and only served 5 years in prison for both murders. Josh Brolin brings the vulnerability of a man at odds with the future. He's a horrible creature, but we also feel sorry for him. Brolin portrays the uneducated male impeccably, and I feel like this is why we are able to sympathize with, while not forgive, Dan White. He simply went crazy, and didn't know any better. You still end up hating him in some way, though, after he destroys the man you've come to love while watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus Van Sant, local Portland director, deserves much praise for his job in this. He integrated old news footage of protests, elections, speeches, parades, and of the infamous Castro District into the modern footage of Sean Penn and others. While the story focus's on Prop 6, footage of the infamous Anita Bryant is spliced in. For anyone who doesn't know, Anita Bryant was an anti-gay pro-"family" singer/actor turned activist, if you could call her that. She latched onto Sen. Briggs and the two of them started an anti-gay crusade across the nation, from Dade County, FL, to LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is an excellent portrayal of what we've accomplished as a country, but it also shows the not-so-sweet side, and the film shows us just how possible it is to overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it a 9.5/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WW0lQrWn5VI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WW0lQrWn5VI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go see it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-1662995723484197630?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1662995723484197630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=1662995723484197630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1662995723484197630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1662995723484197630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/milk.html' title='MILK'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-2445664814139783103</id><published>2008-11-23T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:12:40.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know, you know.</title><content type='html'>This weekend either had GREAT moments or shitty moments. So let me tell you about the great moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I will tell you right now that I don't take myself seriously enough to feel embarrassed about being excited to see Twilight. I understand it isn't a cinematic masterpiece, I understand the story is poorly written, and I understand that it's for preteens, and I don't care, haha! It was an excuse for a fun night with friends. I had been planning my "twilight night" with Kela, Mckenna and Lauren for about a month and on Friday it finally arrived :)! Picked them up from school, headed to Kela's for a few hours then headed to 164th for a quick stop to Borders and dinner before the movie. So our movie started at 7:50, and we got there at 6 and there was already a line! A long line, actually. So we waited... and waited... and waited and finally were let into the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the movie. I'll be the first person to tell you it wasn't the greatest movie ever made, but it was light and humorous and an excuse to get excited about something. Also, I'm the shallow sort and a large draw for me was Rpatz. I admit my conformity in that aspect. What probably excited me more than Twilight was the new, long Harry Potter trailer which aired before the movie. I LOVE Harry Potter and always will. and even though The Half-Blood Prince is my least favorite book in the series, it looks like it'll be one of the best movies. July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. I don't have much else to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-2445664814139783103?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2445664814139783103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=2445664814139783103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2445664814139783103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2445664814139783103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-you-know.html' title='you know, you know.'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5132875095710935687</id><published>2008-11-19T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:17:59.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dayman.....fighter of the nightman</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2285209&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2285209&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2285209"&gt;DAYMAN&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user584686"&gt;Mark Balyshev&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;champion of karate.. and friendship...for everyone DAYMAN, uhhh ahhhahhh, chamption of the nightman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5132875095710935687?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5132875095710935687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5132875095710935687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5132875095710935687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5132875095710935687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/daymanfighter-of-nightman.html' title='dayman.....fighter of the nightman'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-4604368491372584369</id><published>2008-11-18T11:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:31:49.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I can think about is child abuse while sitting here in borders and watching an Alec Baldwin look-a-like drinking a coffee and working away on his computer. He's a funny man, that Alec Baldwin. Calling his daughter a little pig and making her cry hahahahahahha, fuuuuuuuunnny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Quantum of Solace on Friday with Mark. It was decent, not that I have any other Bond movie as of late to compare it with. The only other James Bond movies I've seen are with Sean Connery and you know it's hard to compare two films from such different time periods. Daniel Craig is rather attractive, it had to be said, and probably a lot of my enjoyment in the movie came from being able to watch him be manly for 2 hours. I'm not really big into action movies though, so really it didn't do much for me. Good as far as action is concernced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is House night and I'm getting stressed with where this season is taking itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House Wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;-Wilson should have stayed away, his character is becoming boring and too subserviant to House.&lt;br /&gt;-House needs to persue Cuddy more.&lt;br /&gt;-More banter between 13 and House, it's always funny.&lt;br /&gt;-More focus on the medical conditions and a bit less on the social situations, excluding what I mentioned before.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-4604368491372584369?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4604368491372584369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=4604368491372584369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4604368491372584369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/4604368491372584369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-i-can-think-about-is-child-abuse.html' title=''/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5440307821929592175</id><published>2008-11-17T19:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:41:44.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>I've decided to re evaluate some things. I'm not going to let certain things influence my moods anymore and am going to let the chips fall where they may. I just find it hard to pour myself into something where I get nothing in return, that's the reason I should stop trying.  I can't keep putting out all this energy, it's draining. Expect some changes in the near future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good weekend. Looking forward to this Friday. Alright school week, nothing too pressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost thanksgiving, I'm pretty happy. Sam's family is probably comming, which makes me happy. I love Sam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even happier about Christmas being soon. Christmas means tree decorating, cookie baking, hannukah candles, Christmas songs, cinnamon insense, and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I mention here that I love Kela?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5440307821929592175?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5440307821929592175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5440307821929592175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5440307821929592175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5440307821929592175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-1611498320304237229</id><published>2008-11-04T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:51:01.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HISTORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://francisanderson.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 163px;" src="http://francisanderson.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/obama.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back and editing because I was a little crazy on election night.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep the cool picture and general statement, though.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE VOTED FOR CHANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-1611498320304237229?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1611498320304237229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=1611498320304237229' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1611498320304237229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1611498320304237229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/history.html' title='HISTORY'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8279840822005560524</id><published>2008-11-04T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:00:15.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling ill. Physically ill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCain at the moment is officially winning by 13 electoral votes. I know it could flip and change, and I hope it does flip and change, but it's just so disheartening... For McCain to have that large of an advantage so early just makes me panic. I'm being irrational seeing as whoever makes it to 270 electoral votes first wins.. That's a lot of states to go. It's just hard. I hate this waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially: fuck South Carolina, and Kentucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8279840822005560524?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8279840822005560524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8279840822005560524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8279840822005560524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8279840822005560524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-1836374978589614472</id><published>2008-11-02T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:18:50.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Started a movie review blog: www.kenztalksaboutmovies.blogspot.com. This is my first post on it, I copied it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw the film Changeling, directed by Clint Eastwood and starring Angelina Jolie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March of 1928, mother Christine Collins came home from work to find her son, Walter Collins, missing. 5 months later, the LAPD contacted her and assured her that they had indeed found her son in a small town in Illinois. When she was brought to meet with him, the boy was not her son. She confronted the LAPD, and they dismissed her despite an array of physical differences between the two boys. When she persisted, they had her commited to the local mental hospital. She was only released when the news of a child serial killer broke, and her real son was suspected of being one of the victims. She then went on to persure justice through various trials which eventually had the Chief of Police demoted, and the Captain she'd been dealing with fired. She never found her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the title of the film leaves something to be desired, sounding a bit like an old science fiction movie, the film itself, in my opinion makes up for it. Whether it's because I'm uneducated when it comes to movies, or it was just a great film, I don't know. All I do know is that I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it, and there were a LOT of minutes. The movie clocked in at 2 hours and 21 minutes, and I didn't check my phone for the time once. That in my opinion is an accomplishment all on it's own. I wasn't sure about this movie to begin with. I'd read a review in the NY Times that didn't paint a very pretty picture, saying Jolie had "overacted" her character of wronged mother Christine Collins, and she should stick to her Wanted-esque movie style (see also Laura Croft). I honestly couldn't disagree more with that description. I felt that Angelina Jolie triumphed in this movie role. She played off the dramatic femme fatal beautifully. She could portray more with just a look than most actresses can with minutes of dialogue. Her pain was evident in every frame and she never broke character. She didn't overact, didn't underact, but found a very appealing equilibrium. I was never bored watching her. It seems like it would be hardest to play the role of a tragedy when the tragedy was based on truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Malkovich also had an apearance playing the sympathetic reverand Gustav Briegleb. His role was one of compassion and rightousness as he tried to unearth the greed and corruption of the Los Angeles Police Department. Malkovich toed the line between sypathizer and activist nicely, and his performance made a nice addition to the film. He was also responsible for some of the more cutting jabs at the current political situation, and made subtle satire of the relationship between church and state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another star performance was made by Jason Butler Harner, who portrayed the child serial killer Gordon Northcott. Very rarely do we see a serial killer acted in such a way that they make out toes curl and our stomaches ache with disgust. Often they are written in this way, but the actors who are chosen to perform don't deliver. In this case, Jason Butler Harner delivers with a force. His character is aggitated, immature, terrified, arrogant and oblivious simultaneously. His apathy towards his actions is staggering, and you wonder how anyone could play such a sociopathic character and be sane themselves. His sociopathic tendencies are only shadowed by the cowardice that run in his veins. His death is both distrubing, but also a welcome relief from the disturbing imagery associated with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could quite possibly be biased for this movie for the sole reason that it was the first REALLY good movie I've seen since The Dark Knight. Spring/Summer movie season is generally dissapointing with it's heavy reliance on Comicbook character movies to see it through. I'm all for a good comedy, but give me a nail-biting drama and I'll be much happier. Changeling is in most respects a good movie, and it was refreshing to be able to sit through a movie and come out feeling like I'd spent my money and time wisely. I feel like this film should be nominated for at least one or two oscars. I'm not going to go so far as to assume Angelina Jolie will be nominated for Best Actress (even though I think she deserves it), but at very least Clint Eastwood should be nominated for Best Director, and I personally feel like the film should be nodded at for Best Costume Design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it an 8/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie's worth the 7 bucks, I say GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_sxikEYkOmo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_sxikEYkOmo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-1836374978589614472?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1836374978589614472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=1836374978589614472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1836374978589614472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1836374978589614472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie-blog.html' title='movie blog'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-2871439763062918082</id><published>2008-11-01T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:06:20.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep deprivation</title><content type='html'>Last night was holloween. I am so fucking tired this morning. No sleep last night. None. So many people at Sams, it was crazy. Midnight trip to walmart (gross) with 8 people in a car that seats 5. I hate walmart. Anyway, movie watching and xbox playing till the early hours of the morning, when ken came down and told us to shut the fuck up because linda was trying to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so aggitated with the election. 2 years of campaigning and we're only 3 days away from the real thing. I don't understand how the race is so close. McCain is so manic. All you have to do is watch the debates and you can see him going crazy. Blinking and twitching. His politics are outdated. Tax cuts foe the wealthy and for big business. No gay marriage, abortion, or universal health care. Education cuts and a SPENDING FREEZE? A spending freeze is a BAD idea. Some programs can't afford to be cut off from funding. Education, healthcare, environmental services. Obamas approach is much more practical, to through the budget and trim out the programs that are no longer needed, not everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-2871439763062918082?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2871439763062918082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=2871439763062918082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2871439763062918082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2871439763062918082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/11/sleep-deprivation.html' title='Sleep deprivation'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8738010395926480413</id><published>2008-10-28T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:48:47.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why can't forcasting be as easy as the weather forcast?</title><content type='html'>Clark is starting to stress me out. Not because of the classwork, I love the work honestly. It's just not really the freedom I expected. At least not yet. I guess I just have to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. A large source of aggravation in my life at the moment is the postponement of the 6th Harry Potter movie. I admit pushing it back to July wasn't a bad ideal fiscally, but for my emotional well being it's been stressful. Mark will say I'm being silly, but Harry Potter has been my guilty indulgence all my life. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for our e-mail from the MovieMob. I have full confidence we will be accepted. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda excited for Halloween actually... Haven't been excited for Halloween in years. I'm gonna head over to Sam's and we're gonna watch scary movies. Uh oh, I smell a cliche! Ha, well I haven't hung out with Sam since the beginning of Summer. So, I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little depressed I haven't gotten out to see the number of movies I usually do around this time... I try to make a point of going to see all the possible Oscar contenders, but this year I've been too busy. It's sad to me that school has taken away my main form of relaxation. Maybe tonight I'll see if my mom wants to go see a movie with me, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhhhhhh, this week just started and has already been extremely stressful. That always happens after a great weekend, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8738010395926480413?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8738010395926480413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8738010395926480413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8738010395926480413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8738010395926480413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-cant-forcasting-be-as-easy-as.html' title='why can&apos;t forcasting be as easy as the weather forcast?'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-6673384966832170030</id><published>2008-10-26T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:35:57.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahoy mateys&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark got a message for you, my dear friend Kenzi likes to not sign out of her blogger account&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-6673384966832170030?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6673384966832170030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=6673384966832170030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6673384966832170030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6673384966832170030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahoy-mateys-mark-got-message-for-you-my.html' title=''/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-3837714507935533382</id><published>2008-10-26T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:32:15.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a wonderful weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was fucking crazy. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: school and whatnot, then Lindsay showed up and we decided that we're going to go out to dinner. We decided to head into portland to eat at Esparza's, if you've been my friend a while you've probably been there with me. It's sooo good:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, while we were eating lindsay's car got towed, we'd parked in the wrong parking lot on accident. At first we didn't know it was towed, she thought it was stolen, and so did I really. She was panicking and screaming until this wonderful old man who looked a lot like Santa Clause helped her and me to realize it had been towed by pointing out the oh so obvious sign saying it would get towed.. Ha. So then lindsay hysterical, understandably and we call her mom and wait and they come to get us. We got the car back but it was a pretty crazy two hours... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to go to borders to calm down a bit, and ran into some kids named Anthony, Araabi and Patrick. That was fun. They're funny! We went to red robins and didn't get any food besides one burger and milkshake, and we left our buff waiter a note telling him about his manly arms. His name was Jason. I hope he understand the depth of our feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lindsay spent the night.. We had fun ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with the bff mark.  We didn't really do anything but fuck around with YouTube till we got hungry, went to pita, went to best buy (he's cheap and didn't buy anything even though he has a gift card), and went to get something to drink at whole foods. Debated getting krispy kreme but decided that was too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to his house we made our movie review blog:) and sent in our application to movie mob on reelzchannel!!! www.reelzchannel.com/moviemob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check it! We might be on TV! We sounded super cool:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ended the night with some paners, and chilling at jeff and daniels house! Love themm:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes my cool weekend;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-3837714507935533382?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3837714507935533382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=3837714507935533382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3837714507935533382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3837714507935533382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5473485487734555523</id><published>2008-10-23T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:35:41.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>My mood changes so rapidly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm happy. Even though I have 2 essays to write and 2 midterms to study for and a shitload of Moby Dick to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I hit the garage door haha, pretty cool. Thought my dad was going to kill me, turned out I just got a short lecture on making sure I look where I'm going haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, hoping to see Lindsay. I miss her a lot. Saturday, chilling with Mark, jeff, and danielle!!! Man do i love those weekends :) We always have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is short&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5473485487734555523?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5473485487734555523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5473485487734555523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5473485487734555523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5473485487734555523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-2977169481190302184</id><published>2008-10-18T20:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:58:35.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick sick sick sick</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you some of the things that frustrate me: liars, selfish people who change their minds about things without considering other people's feelings, bad movies, angry parents, closed minds, john mccain and sarah palin, itunes, apple, english projects, people who can't see past their own pain and realize that they're problems arent the only ones out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the PSAT's this morning. Not hard. Hoping i might qualify for that scholarship... probably not though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hangout with Lindsay tonight... was going to call her but realized I had to get up early to do homework... sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd to me how I get attached to certain people. I feel like I'm irritating them sometimes, because I always want to hangout, and I don't think they do. But it seems like I can't have any fun unless I'm with those people! I used to hangout with my mom alot (not lame), but i never do anymore. I don't even think I've been home on a saturday for a couple of months. I kinda feel bad, but not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't really good. I don't know why, it just wasn't... I miss how I used to feel a couple months ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-2977169481190302184?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2977169481190302184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=2977169481190302184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2977169481190302184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/2977169481190302184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick-sick-sick-sick.html' title='sick sick sick sick'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-8147916000115207600</id><published>2008-10-16T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:45:16.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>I'm about to rip my fucking hair out! itunes is insufferable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... today was alright. Got out of school at 11, took my mom and we went to go see the little snowshoe kitten; stayed there for about an hour just playing with her, went to Swagat (mmmmmm), the  went to downtown pioneer place in the hunt for the elusive cute sweater (didn't find anything, it eluded us), then went and got a replacement iphone cause my screen cracked like 3 weeks ago. Now I'm at home trying to get my stupid fucking itunes to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things: 3&lt;br /&gt;Bad things: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess it was a semi-decent day when you get down to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max Payne tomorrow with Mark! Pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2jAEoBz6RY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q2jAEoBz6RY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-8147916000115207600?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8147916000115207600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=8147916000115207600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8147916000115207600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/8147916000115207600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-3587614495610199673</id><published>2008-10-15T22:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:34:12.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go</title><content type='html'>This looks good. Guy Ritchie knows how to write a screenplay and direct. Too bad he married Madonna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-D3c25_3l8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-D3c25_3l8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks more sweet. I'll probably see it with Lindsay or my mom or something. I like Rachel McAdams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZY1KIqiWj0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZY1KIqiWj0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand that's my recomendation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-3587614495610199673?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3587614495610199673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=3587614495610199673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3587614495610199673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/3587614495610199673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/go.html' title='go'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5217013114588221148</id><published>2008-10-15T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:16:42.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck itunes</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to get this fucking music onto my itunes and it just doesnt seem to want to cooperate. fuck apple and fuck itunes, it's a bogus program. It shouldnt be that hard to get 100 new songs onto my phone. It shouldnt clear my whole library and make me reload it form my hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell i'm in a really fucking peachy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much work this weekend. Research paper, 2 midterm papers, 7 minute moby dick presentation, and US History chapter assignment for monday. Not to mention the PSAT on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Obama dominated the last debate tonight, went out with a fucking bang. He's so intelligent. McCain is a dumbfuck with his blinking and his little fucking sneer. All he did was go on the attack, he never once denied anything Obama said because Obama never lied. He just attacked Obama and made him look better because Obama actually had intelligent answers and explanations that disproved McCains blatant LIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple months ago we got these two kittens from the OHS. After about 3 weeks we had to give back the sweeter one becaue she apparently had an incurable feline disease, the Humane Society said they'd try and nurse her back to health but the chances were that she'd be put to sleep. So we gave her back sadly and didn't hear anything so we assumed she had been killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, today we got a phone call from the Humane Society saying she's BETTER! We didn't even know she was alive, but apparently she's been cured (?) and we get her back saturday?&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty happy about it cause she was so fucking sweet, but I'm a little annoyed OHS let us think she was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, long day. Shorter day tomorrow thank god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5217013114588221148?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5217013114588221148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5217013114588221148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5217013114588221148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5217013114588221148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/fuck-itunes.html' title='fuck itunes'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-6931836958127821093</id><published>2008-10-14T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:12:46.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post-doctor</title><content type='html'>So apparently I have disformed bones?&lt;br /&gt;My ulna is too long for my radius, and my radius didn't develop correctly so it's at a weird angle to my ulna, and all of this is putting pressure on all those little bones that make up my wrist and bruising them while simultaneously disintegrating the cartilage which lubricates my wrist joints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty gnarly. I get to wear a wrist brace for two months, and if that doesnt work then a full arm brace, and if that doesn't work some sort of crazy surgery but I'm not too worried about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello ibeuprofen! I have a feeling we're going to be good friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-6931836958127821093?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6931836958127821093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=6931836958127821093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6931836958127821093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/6931836958127821093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-doctor.html' title='post-doctor'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-1306834969033451935</id><published>2008-10-14T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:42:28.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whaaaaaaaaat?</title><content type='html'>Boring day... a little bit of homework which I'm avoiding. Don't want to go to the hospital, I hate hospitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't want to do anything else concerning Moby Dick, because I hate it. I have to do a 7 minutes speech on the biblical references Melville uses in that stupid book, NEXT WEEK. I'm not usually one to complain about school.... because in all honesty I really love it, but this book is just insufferable. And to have to do it on anything to do with the bible is going to cause my gag reflex to go into overdrive during my presentation.  The bible is full of dribble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is House night! I'm always excited for house night because Gregory House is the god of all cable TV characters. If you watch house and want to see something funny... youtube "the black adder', Hugh Laurie in all his pre-house goodness as a gay prince of England. Rowan Atkinson is in it aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mark are going to start a movie blog. We're gonna review movies with his computer camera like the Moviemob (www.reelzchannel.com/moviemob). It's going to be nice. I'll post them here.. We're pretty funny when we try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still tpying because it's a useful way to procrastinate cleaning my room and bathroom while also avoiding homework. Even if the interesting-ness of my topics has seriously declined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat is attacking my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that jem of a fact, I bid you all adou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-1306834969033451935?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1306834969033451935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=1306834969033451935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1306834969033451935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/1306834969033451935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/whaaaaaaaaat.html' title='whaaaaaaaaat?'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330760061114367872.post-5566346243340843028</id><published>2008-10-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:43:30.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jumping on the train</title><content type='html'>Oh look I'm following in Jeff and Marks footsteps with this whole blog thing, just seemed like too much fun to ignore :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what the point in getting this was, I have nothing to talk about, haha.&lt;br /&gt;And when I do write something, it sounds a bit pathetic, but I guess I'll give it a go anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life revolves around a few things at the moment: school, friends, happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds average and boring.&lt;br /&gt;That's because it is! I'm average and boring but somehow a few select people seem to find me unique and interesting?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey, lets go out and see a movie? I'd love to go to a movie right now... nice calming experience. Movies are the way to my heart, take me to one and we'll be friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't give away my eternal friendship to just anyone, so it would have to be a REALLY good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also, doctors tomorrow. Finally going to find out what's wrong with my fucking wrist, it's been killing me since I did something to it in Poland. Hopefully no fractures, cross those fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And house party tomorrow! Always fun times with my bff mark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330760061114367872-5566346243340843028?l=kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5566346243340843028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3330760061114367872&amp;postID=5566346243340843028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5566346243340843028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330760061114367872/posts/default/5566346243340843028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenztalksaboutstuff.blogspot.com/2008/10/jumping-on-train.html' title='jumping on the train'/><author><name>mckenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127583626268432812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dx9Y4sFDAO0/SPQs3HJ28oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JmOrRtbRu5A/S220/hmmm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
