<?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-6609183</id><updated>2012-01-19T20:41:51.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal • Volume • One</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>519</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-53872288317838632</id><published>2009-07-21T23:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:47:24.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think this will be my last post here for a while.  I've been lazy to update this blog.  I may post from time to time when I feel like it, but if you're expecting any upcoming posts don't hold your breath.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=53872288317838632&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/53872288317838632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/53872288317838632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-this-will-be-my-last-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1419458710777595201</id><published>2009-05-31T20:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:39:35.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you haven't seen Up, watch it.  It's, by far, the best movie of the year yet.  It's also the funniest Pixar movie and I think the best Pixar movie yet.Do it for Dug.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1419458710777595201&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1419458710777595201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1419458710777595201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-you-havent-seen-up-watch-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/SiMxQN2zLcI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fQzrXqIV8z8/s72-c/Dug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4547390680690661098</id><published>2009-05-25T13:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:38:44.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I'll never understand why my father has these inane fits of rage.  All of a sudden he'll treat me like shit.  Maybe he likes it when he feels superior.  When he talks down to somebody.I wish he had throat cancer.  So he could just shut up already.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4547390680690661098&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4547390680690661098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4547390680690661098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-ill-never-understand-why-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1639012517389719550</id><published>2009-03-17T01:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:34:53.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wency and I saw Watchmen last, last Friday, the opening day.  I LOVED the graphic novel.  It was gritty, unapologetic, and downright great.  I liked the movie but it felt like a film made of brilliant scenes that just don't fit together properly.  For example, Dr. Manhattan's origin story is quite interesting and ingenious but it just drags down the second half with it.  Another quibble I found </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1639012517389719550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1639012517389719550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1639012517389719550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2009/03/wency-and-i-saw-watchmen-last-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-961862637292817981</id><published>2009-02-27T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:08:44.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever since I graduated from school I've had 12 interviews, become a finalist twice, 0 call backs, and 0 fucking jobs.  Man, I wish I won the lottery.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=961862637292817981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/961862637292817981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/961862637292817981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2009/02/ever-since-i-graduated-from-school-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3816359407370737016</id><published>2009-02-09T19:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:53:07.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know why this happens, but whenever my Dad gets pissed off my body gets so stressed out that all I think about is why my Dad is pissed off.  A few hours ago I overcooked the fucking tapa (cured pork).  Overcooking the tapa means that so much of the fat gets reduced and all that's left is pieces of tapa rather than slabs of tapa.At this very moment, Papa is talking about me.  I know </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3816359407370737016&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3816359407370737016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3816359407370737016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-why-this-happens-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-8772889421984502977</id><published>2009-01-01T17:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:40:50.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>According to Wency, I like cumming on people's faces.   Like DUH.Click for more glorious here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=8772889421984502977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8772889421984502977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8772889421984502977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2009/01/according-to-wency-i-like-cumming-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4245285941876718645</id><published>2008-12-31T02:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:09:16.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know what I hate?Lead singers in shit rock bands that sound like chicks.  Come on, man!  Couldn't you have tried singing at least with some dynamic range like Jeff Buckley or Thom Yorke?  They earn their fucking falsettos!  They don't sound like douches getting their balls stepped on!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4245285941876718645&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4245285941876718645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4245285941876718645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-what-i-hate-lead-singers-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3770376105037680122</id><published>2008-12-30T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:28:24.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe he would explode like that because of cold (slightly warm) chicken.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3770376105037680122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3770376105037680122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3770376105037680122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-believe-he-would-explode-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5476338105022297199</id><published>2008-12-30T02:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:22:45.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Greatest Gift of All.So what is it?Well, it's staying with your dad because he decided to take a week and a half long vacation because the year ended and his vacation days reset back to zero.  Fuck.  Me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5476338105022297199&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5476338105022297199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5476338105022297199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/12/greatest-gift-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-8839690227650305696</id><published>2008-12-27T18:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:55:24.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After seeing it one more time, I think that Slumdog Millionaire is an even better film than The Dark Knight.  Why?  Wency summed it up perfectly.  "Slumdog's peak is directly at the end whereas Dark Knight's was the truck scene."  Even though I find Dark Knight to be a absolute masterpiece in filmmaking, Slumdog's emotional and structural ascension is much more potent giving the ending an </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=8839690227650305696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8839690227650305696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8839690227650305696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-seeing-it-one-more-time-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1215800631461014316</id><published>2008-12-24T01:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:09:45.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire.  It's probably my 2nd favorite film of 2008 after the Dark Knight.  It's absorbing, enthralling, intense and it completely earns it's ending.  You must watch this film.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1215800631461014316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1215800631461014316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1215800631461014316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/12/slumdog-millionaire.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6736197356697161484</id><published>2008-11-21T03:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T03:47:05.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay.  Right now I'm going to admit that I listen to Taylor Swift.  She's hot, so sue me.  But she's also missing something in her music that many artists use.  It's autotune and there's no trace of it in her music.There.I listen to Taylor Swift.Fuck you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6736197356697161484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6736197356697161484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6736197356697161484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5410171957931358755</id><published>2008-11-15T01:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:25:18.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quantum of Solace is NOT a good film.  I believe that Marc Forster was the wrong choice for this Bond film.  What this film needed was an action director like Martin Campbell, John Woo, or the best choice right now, Christopher Nolan. Unlike most James Bond films, Quantum is the direct continuation of Casino Royale.  They should've just titled this "Casino Royale II" because there's literally no </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5410171957931358755&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5410171957931358755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5410171957931358755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/11/quantum-of-solace-is-not-good-film.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4918292777874457734</id><published>2008-10-25T10:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:52:56.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There No More Love Here.I'm in Joliet right now on a break on a film shoot doing reshoots.  Before I left the house this morning, my dad scolded me.  And after the scolding, man, I felt so much like shit.  I think my dad likes to make people feel guilty.  He kept on asking me questions about the job I do on weekends."How much do they pay you?"  I tell him, "It depends on the shoot.  Between $35 </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4918292777874457734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4918292777874457734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4918292777874457734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-no-more-love-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2044326831831262773</id><published>2008-10-13T13:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:07:07.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RANT.  DAD.  TYRANT.  FUCK.My mom told me that my dad is pissed at me because I didn't mow the lawn like he told me to.  The thing is this is what he told me last week, "Daniel, when you have free time, can you mow the lawn?"  I told him, "Sure."  Here's how my last week went:Monday: I had to start my paper and write out my plan for my group project.Tuesday: It rained so I couldn't mow the </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2044326831831262773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2044326831831262773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2044326831831262773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/10/rant.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4252484431575017834</id><published>2008-10-12T08:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:17:28.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While waiting for the director and producers to arrive here in Naperville on the "Upper Deck" shoot.Songs of the day: "Stay (Faraway, So Close!)" ~ Craig Armstrong cover with BonoI think that the Craig Armstrong takes the great vocals of Bono from the U2 version and instead of pretentious Zooropa-type rock, adds a choir and a damn great orchestral accompaniment."Lived in Bars" ~ Cat PowerThe </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4252484431575017834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4252484431575017834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4252484431575017834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/10/while-waiting-for-director-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6869114479765098552</id><published>2008-10-11T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:10:10.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quarantine, a remake of the superb horror film [REC], sucked ass and balls when Wency and I watched it at Stratford Theater yesterday.  How can you virtually do a shot by shot remake, remove all tension and pacing, while also totally ruining one of the greatest endings in horror film history?Seek [REC], fuck Quarantine.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6869114479765098552&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6869114479765098552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6869114479765098552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/10/quarantine-remake-of-superb-horror-film.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-976702081408060762</id><published>2008-10-07T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:39:00.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I don't want my president having a Muslim name!" - my dad during the debates.Sad :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=976702081408060762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/976702081408060762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/976702081408060762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-want-my-president-having-muslim.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-8189366997856607250</id><published>2008-10-04T06:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:57:24.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blindness -  It sucks.  Waste of money.  Sadly from City of God director Fernando Meirelles.Eagle Eye - Turn your brain completely off and you'll have a good time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=8189366997856607250&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8189366997856607250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8189366997856607250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/10/blindness-it-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5630077942679223529</id><published>2008-09-25T01:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:17:39.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally viewed the Godfather parts I and II the past two days and in my opinion, they are among the finest films I had the pleasure of viewing.  Part I is 177 minutes while Part II is 202 minutes but both are among the most immersive viewing experiences I've ever had.  They just both flew by.  If you have a Blu-ray player, please find these two masterpieces, you will not regret it.  The picture</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5630077942679223529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5630077942679223529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5630077942679223529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-finally-viewed-godfather-parts-i-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5583445669253107527</id><published>2008-09-20T02:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:17:10.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>notes.....- working as a trial employee at A2Z Studios is pretty fun even though there's no pay- I don't know why but I've fallen in love with the music of Missy Higgins.  She may like girls (AND boys) but man, she's a cutie.- I think that Politik is the best song that Coldplay has ever written and performed.  The crescendo at around 3 minutes is some of the most beautiful music ever written.- It</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5583445669253107527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5583445669253107527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5583445669253107527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/notes.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4602652069103707714</id><published>2008-09-17T00:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:06:39.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Download it.Listen to it.Love it.Live it.Fuck that auto-tune shit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4602652069103707714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4602652069103707714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4602652069103707714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/download-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4412554936271361251</id><published>2008-09-13T03:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T03:30:53.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw Tarsem Singh's "The Fall" tonight.  TWICE.  Fuck, it's a major underrated movie that deserves all the praise it's getting from all the critics who loved (which was only Roger Ebert).  The visuals are fucking amazing in this movie and the child acting by Catina Untaru is the most natural I have EVER SEEN.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4412554936271361251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4412554936271361251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4412554936271361251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/saw-tarsem-singhs-fall-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2040469900641619279</id><published>2008-09-11T23:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:19:36.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How a fucked up day ended with a shitty (albeit un-boring) movie.Because I had to record some sounds for my Master Class in Sound Design.  I woke up early to pick up some Minidisc cartridges at Guitar Center and to find my dad at home because he's an ass and HAD to eat tendon yesterday.  I buy some Hi-MDs from GC and ask the guy, "they work on ANY MD player right?"  "Yeah," douche replies.  I get</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2040469900641619279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2040469900641619279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2040469900641619279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-fucked-up-day-ended-with-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5359028596916303359</id><published>2008-09-10T22:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:40:19.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoever thinks that the "Love Lockdown" song by Kanye is good must be fucking deaf.  I hate that autotune shit.  During the end of the VMAs, he performed the song with autotune to the max and he still sounded flat.  I hate every fucking song with autotune.  With autotune, the artist doesn't even have to try anymore and that's sad.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5359028596916303359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5359028596916303359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5359028596916303359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoever-thinks-that-love-lockdown-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-7347796224558416465</id><published>2008-09-06T03:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T03:50:58.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw the Lost Boys again (after so many years) in full 1080p earlier tonight and man, that movie is still crazy great.  They don't make movies like that anymore eh?</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=7347796224558416465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/7347796224558416465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/7347796224558416465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/saw-lost-boys-in-full-1080p-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6231081454305495078</id><published>2008-09-05T22:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:31:28.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn great songs.I love LP but man, they should stop covering NIN.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6231081454305495078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6231081454305495078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6231081454305495078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/damn-great-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-9133560252534720631</id><published>2008-09-05T03:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T03:49:16.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God, I fucking hate Republicans.....those hypocrite fucks.  Republican = more war = country first?  See, they're already contradicting themselves.Stuff to mention:Rage Against the Machine playing acapella at the RNC is fucking awesome.Nine Inch Nails gets my blood pumping everytime I listen to them.  Download "March of the Pigs" and you'll know why.  Also download "A Warm Place" and listen to how</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=9133560252534720631&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9133560252534720631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9133560252534720631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-i-fucking-hate-republicans.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3088411871661917747</id><published>2008-08-28T22:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:38:55.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A rant.My mom's been watching the Democratic National Convention the past few days while my dad has been screaming towards Obama.  I think my dad is a racist though.  He hates everything Obama says.  Anyways, I WILL VOTE FOR OBAMA 200% in November.  Nothing will make me vote for that fucking douche McCain.  McCain will only fuck things up for America.  Our economy is fucking up because of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3088411871661917747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3088411871661917747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3088411871661917747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/08/rant.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-9156670318654628371</id><published>2008-08-27T20:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:38:08.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry but I think the new Bloc Party album, titled Intimacy, truly and utterly sucks ass.  Most of the songs sound like shitty b-sides with the exception of "Signs."  "Signs" reaches out much further than where their past albums dared to go.  After the song finishes, it's then another fucking rehash with "One Month Off." BP decided to sell the digital version for $10.  I think people are </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=9156670318654628371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9156670318654628371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9156670318654628371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-sorry-but-i-think-new-bloc-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1663333420076091293</id><published>2008-08-22T02:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T03:50:00.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't written in this bad boy for a while.Some updates:- Spiderwick Chronicles sucks.- WILL post Lolla 2008 pics but still too lazy.- Got an A in AVM III.- Nine Inch Nails' Broken EP = Absolute brilliance.  This is music at its purest, most crystalline form.- Step Brothers was hilarious.- Pineapple Express was great.- Tropic Thunder was very good BUT not great.- Coldplay's "Lovers in Japan" is </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1663333420076091293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1663333420076091293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1663333420076091293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/08/havent-written-in-this-bad-boy-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-266039416200478904</id><published>2008-08-03T01:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:59:23.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I died tomorrow, at least I saw Rage Against the Machine play.  Fuck, jesus christ, titties.  Their performance was downright fucking holy shit sonofabitch amazing glorious.  When they started to play "Testify" at 8:30 until 10:06 when they finished with "Killing in the Name" the energy was so high that the excruciating pain in my calves subsided for 90 minutes.  Will post pics later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=266039416200478904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/266039416200478904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/266039416200478904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-i-died-tomorrow-at-least-i-saw-rage.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-8983152747165080375</id><published>2008-07-22T03:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T03:49:32.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Dark Knight was everything and more.  Believe the hype.  This is the film to beat for 2008.  Now watch me as I make this pencil disappear.......</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=8983152747165080375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8983152747165080375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8983152747165080375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight-was-everything-and-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5826459506803973216</id><published>2008-06-30T05:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T05:14:11.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My dad is a huge asshole.  Just a few seconds ago he tells me I have to pay his goddamn Sam's account.  Oh, what's this?  Someones who fucking procrastinates on his goddamn bill payments!  When he was telling me about his goddamn Sam's account, he kept on saying that I had to pay on time and he kept on fucking repeating it and repeating it like it was so goddamn important because the due date is </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5826459506803973216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5826459506803973216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5826459506803973216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-dad-is-huge-asshole.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6821086544153724406</id><published>2008-05-24T00:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:08:43.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My one word review for Indy 4:  disappointment.One trailer before the film did make me go, "holy fucking shit," and it was the trailer for the David Fincher film, "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button," starring Brad Pitt, Cate Blanchett, and Tilda Swinton and holy fuck does it look great.  My teachers tell me that it's the only script that made them cry because it's so fucking good.  Man, I WANT </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6821086544153724406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6821086544153724406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6821086544153724406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-one-word-review-for-indy-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-8594323375863921233</id><published>2008-05-14T01:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:42:28.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As anyone who reads this blog knows that I really, really hated the Coldplay X&amp;Y album.  They recently released "Violet Hill" as a single and again I was disappointed.  It was Coldplay trying to sound like U2.  Coldplay released another single off of their 4th album, Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends, titled "Viva la Vida" and let me tell you, it is on par with "The Scientist" (still </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=8594323375863921233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8594323375863921233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8594323375863921233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-anyone-who-reads-this-blog-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-316588478708621978</id><published>2008-05-09T02:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T02:15:13.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I never thought that this semester would be so enjoyable.  I enjoyed every class I was in this semester:  Editing I, Audio for Visual Media II, Location Sound Recording, and Mystical Consciousness.  The classes I most enjoyed were Location Sound Recording and Mystical Consciousness and Bill Hayashi has to be the nicest and kindest teacher I have ever met.  He speaks so softly because he has "a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=316588478708621978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/316588478708621978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/316588478708621978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-never-thought-that-this-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2302395758116096890</id><published>2008-04-16T23:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:04:53.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, Norah Jones looks even cuter and hotter with a shorter haircut.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2302395758116096890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2302395758116096890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2302395758116096890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-norah-jones-looks-even-cuter-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/SAbMRWeUoGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/edJvc3bXSJI/s72-c/art.jones.ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5014663266180531742</id><published>2008-04-13T01:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:57:53.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy fuck, when a movie scares me you know it really has to be scary.  Shit, even the Exorcist didn't scare me.  But there's something about the 2007 Spanish film [Rec] that really scared the FUCKING SHIT outta me.  The last five minutes are so scary and incredibly INTENSE that I couldn't go to sleep last night.  That's right, they're so goddamn scary that when the movie finished my brother </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5014663266180531742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5014663266180531742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5014663266180531742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/04/holy-fuck-when-movie-scares-me-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/SAGuJGeUoFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/UrfVS-meHV0/s72-c/Rec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-9115929901233503673</id><published>2008-04-09T01:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:53:31.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lolla 2008 headliners:RadioheadNine Inch NailsRage Against the MachineKanye WestWilcoThe RaconteursOther selected acts:Bloc PartyExplosions in the SkyBroken Social Scene (with Feist)Gnarls BarkleyMark RonsonCat PowerLupe FiascoThe Nationaland many more.I. AM. GOING. TO. LOLLA. AGAIN.WHO'S GOING WITH ME?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=9115929901233503673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9115929901233503673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9115929901233503673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/04/lolla-2008-headliners-radiohead-nine.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4212116118555805975</id><published>2008-03-28T07:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T07:10:43.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Sassy RemakeWow.  It looks like it sucks.  Just watch the original.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4212116118555805975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4212116118555805975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4212116118555805975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-sassy-remake-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/R-zgJcbbEtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/XCmINdNiJT0/s72-c/onesheetsassyto7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3949705023108344488</id><published>2008-03-25T03:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T03:32:40.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lolla 2008.Just.Some.Of.The.Few.Bands.Playing This Year.Rage Against the Machine.Radiohead.Nine Inch Nails.Bloc Party.Jimmy Eat World.CRS.Gnarls Barkley.Miley Cyrus?????WTF?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3949705023108344488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3949705023108344488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3949705023108344488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/03/lolla-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6718316465271062342</id><published>2008-03-09T01:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T01:46:10.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arrested Development must have been the funniest show I ever watched to be cancelled in its prime.  Sure, it started out slow in Season 1 but by the end of its final season I was laughing my effing ass off at every moment.  I hope there will be a movie in 2009 or something.  It was also sad seeing Will Arnett crying in the special features when it was his last take on location.Freaks and Geeks </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6718316465271062342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6718316465271062342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6718316465271062342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/03/arrested-development-must-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2261953746335721605</id><published>2008-02-29T01:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:10:58.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is God punishing Illinois for not getting any snow last year?This is the way it has been the past month.Snow.Rain.Snow melts.Cold weather turns rain on the ground into ice.Repeat.What the hell is going on?</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2261953746335721605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2261953746335721605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2261953746335721605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/02/is-god-punishing-illinois-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4124031199999152054</id><published>2008-02-19T02:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:48:49.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn, I'm running out of TV shows to watch.  Hehe, as if I needed to watch MORE television.A current rundown of the shows I watch:Prison Break: Season finale was underwhelming BUT I wouldn't blame that on the producers but the goddamn writer's strike.  Despite my love for this show, it doesn't need another 22 episode season.  There were only 9 episodes left in the season if there was a finale so </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4124031199999152054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4124031199999152054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4124031199999152054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/02/damn-im-running-out-of-tv-shows-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-9210162749837208621</id><published>2008-02-18T00:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:32:41.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, JUMPER really, really sucked.  Don't watch this one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=9210162749837208621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9210162749837208621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9210162749837208621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/02/man-jumper-really-really-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/R7kmYli5v1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/p5InZzTv3Dg/s72-c/vlcsnap-50268.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-855098544791573471</id><published>2008-02-11T03:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T19:30:21.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the best, worst, and most disappointing films of 2007.The 25 Best:01)  There Will Be Blood/No Country for Old Men03)  Ratatouille04)  Superbad05)  Eastern Promises06)  The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters07)  3:10 to Yuma08)  Juno09)  Before the Devil Knows You're Dead10)  American Gangster11)  Once12)  Zodiac13)  Into the Wild14)  Sweeney Todd: The Demon</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=855098544791573471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/855098544791573471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/855098544791573471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/02/ladies-and-gentlemen-i-present-you-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/R7Dr7Vi5vxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/_tcREFaOBsE/s72-c/vlcsnap-14077.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3922591349121221340</id><published>2008-02-06T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:54:37.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God, I hate the fucking snow.If only snow melted on anything except grass instead of fucking accumulating so much that it feels like you're shoveling a fucking slurpee.  A heavy 20-lb slurpee.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3922591349121221340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3922591349121221340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3922591349121221340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/02/god-i-hate-fucking-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4624347670067337279</id><published>2008-02-04T02:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T02:34:26.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They were the team with all the records.All the victories.All the points.All the best players.The best offense of the league.One of the best defenses of the league.And they came up short.For a team to go undefeated, to lose in a championship game is simply un-fucking-acceptable.But yet, the New England Patriots did it.  They lost the Super Bowl and after thinking about it after a couple of hours,</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4624347670067337279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4624347670067337279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4624347670067337279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/02/they-were-team-with-all-records.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5173430048230867756</id><published>2008-01-28T00:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T01:25:59.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a blog post to Mozzie, a Filipino band founded by four of my cousins (until one left for undisclosed reasons).YOU.GUYS.SHOULD.GET.A.REFUND.The content is absolutely wonderful but wow, the guys who did the recording really did a shitty job.First, I found it absolutely frustrating to go through the masters and find not just the great takes but even the bad ones in the same goddamn folder.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5173430048230867756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5173430048230867756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5173430048230867756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-blog-post-to-mozzie-filipino.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6379723712580651400</id><published>2008-01-24T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:43:38.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Top 10 Albums of 200710. Linkin Park - Minutes to Midnight9. Army of Me - Citizen8. Patton Oswalt - Werewolves &amp; Lollipops7. Foo Fighters - Echoes, Silence, Patience &amp; Grace6. Nick Cave &amp; Warren Ellis -The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Ford: Music from the Motion Picture5. Feist - The Reminder4. Radiohead - In Rainbows3. Silverchair - Young Modern2. Jimmy Eat World - Chase This </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6379723712580651400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6379723712580651400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6379723712580651400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-top-10-albums-of-2007-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2758555489020603883</id><published>2008-01-22T16:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:09:30.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm here in Japan and wow.....big fucking wow.Heath Ledger found dead at 28 in NY apartment.Jesus Christ.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2758555489020603883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2758555489020603883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2758555489020603883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-here-in-japan-and-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-7492351875373219923</id><published>2008-01-18T01:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T02:13:58.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4moredaysand I'm gone.I could tell you about my H-U-G-E crush on Ellen Page........or my crush on "Juno" screenwriter Diablo Cody.  I absolutely adore this woman, she's funny, a great writer (here's her blogs), sports some great tats, and the best part about her, she has a great sense of humor.But I'm not.  And Juno, I absolutely love that movie.Even though I haven't finished it yet.I could also </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=7492351875373219923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/7492351875373219923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/7492351875373219923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/01/4-more-days-and-im-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/R5BZmPgfJOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/m9mcto0K_dM/s72-c/20080116_302_350x263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5888080758870231841</id><published>2008-01-08T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:34:23.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it....I only have one fucking week left here in the Philippines. Jesus Christ, I can't believe time flew by so fucking fast.  I've been having so much of a great time here that I forgot to do shit.  Some days I wake up so goddamn late (today, I woke up at 5:13 PM) that I just eat dinner, go upstairs for some internet, and go back to sleep.  I think when I leave I'm gonna cry again</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5888080758870231841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5888080758870231841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5888080758870231841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1633902432934031537</id><published>2008-01-04T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:16:11.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>having a fucking great, great time in the PhilippinesOn a much bigger note, Warner Bros. went Blu-Ray exclusive today.  Yes, you read right, WB went Blu-Ray exclusive!This must be a big blow to HD-DVD compared to when Paramount/Dreamworks went HD-DVD exclusive.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1633902432934031537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1633902432934031537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1633902432934031537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2008/01/having-fucking-great-great-time-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2500149323901022166</id><published>2007-12-12T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:22:35.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I'll never understand why my dad dislikes me so much.  Today, before eating dinner, our dad sees 4 uneaten friend chicken wings and drumsticks.  He suddenly explodes into a rage, "You guys have to learn how to eat leftovers!  Your mama keeps on cooking for Daniel but he always eats out!" Suddenly, what began as a lecture about eating leftovers turned into how Wency and I mooch off him left </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2500149323901022166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2500149323901022166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2500149323901022166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/12/maybe-ill-never-understand-why-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3057856201725021869</id><published>2007-11-28T01:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T02:16:41.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Different shit, different day- Thanksgiving was great.  Had a shitload of great food.- Finally played Rock Band with Jorge, Analyn, and Wency.  All I can say is that Guitar Hero has nothing against this game.  GH is fucking boring compared to Rock Band.  If you don't know what Rock Band is it's a singer, a guitarist, a drummer, and a bassist playing at the same time the same way as Guitar Hero.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3057856201725021869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3057856201725021869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3057856201725021869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/11/different-shit-different-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6290743559449977868</id><published>2007-11-19T23:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:29:18.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Directed by the Coen BrothersI'm not going to write about this film that much because I'm still thinking about it as I write this.  But all I'm going to say is that it is the best film I have seen this year so far.  Yes, it has beaten Ratatouille for the best film of 2007 in my mind.This film is a masterpiece of storytelling, acting, cinematography, and most of all (in my opinion), sound design.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6290743559449977868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6290743559449977868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6290743559449977868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/11/directed-by-coen-brothers-im-not-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/R0J1sDZLghI/AAAAAAAAAD0/54hoQUpsl0I/s72-c/vlcsnap-114388.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-8970604125000687887</id><published>2007-11-07T07:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:16:02.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some Funny Ass ShitThe best missing dog flyer I have ever seenWorst cookbook title ever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=8970604125000687887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8970604125000687887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8970604125000687887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-funny-ass-shit-best-missing-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RzG6Km0-UXI/AAAAAAAAADk/owIxvEP5e9o/s72-c/200710241336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5328430059644565675</id><published>2007-11-07T06:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:00:30.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why I Have BallsI remember saying that I had two balls my last post but I forgot to post on why I had two balls.Okay.Here goes.Breathe with me.I finally told my dad (I think last, last Sunday) that I'm going to the Philippines.  I waited a long time to tell my dad because I wondered how he'd take it.  But first, I needed a great assist from my mom.  You see, she's the Steve Nash of starting up </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5328430059644565675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5328430059644565675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5328430059644565675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-remember-saying-that-i-had-two-balls.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RzG18m0-UVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rincZGmcJNQ/s72-c/vlcsnap-12625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6601691565065093591</id><published>2007-11-06T07:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T07:50:52.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wency said that I have balls.I do have balls.I have two.And they're technically they're called testicles.Maybe he meant to say chutzpah....or bollocks...oh wait, that's the same as balls.I saw Lars and the Real Girl and Michael Clayton two or three weeks ago.  I paid for Lars for $5 and snuck into Michael Clayton.Lars and the Real Girl was sadly a disappointing movie.  I found it to be so sad </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6601691565065093591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6601691565065093591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6601691565065093591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/11/wency-said-that-i-have-balls.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RzBvcW0-UUI/AAAAAAAAADI/8F2UO9IJhnI/s72-c/vlcsnap-97293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3739685511745770444</id><published>2007-10-27T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:26:30.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Musings on filmsSaw IV:  Why oh why do I still go to the theatre to watch this shit series?  This one was better than the third but it still ended poorly.  Argh, a waste of money.Things We Lost in the Fire:  A very good if not great film.  The film does have two exceptional performances from Halle Berry and Benicio Del Toro (probably one of the best acting jobs of the year of this dude).  The </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3739685511745770444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3739685511745770444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3739685511745770444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/10/musings-on-films-saw-iv-why-oh-why-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RyLZ_20-URI/AAAAAAAAACw/pkWxVpKkyDo/s72-c/vlcsnap-12817.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-136796435244371512</id><published>2007-10-19T03:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T04:01:21.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just woke up and I can't fucking sleep.And the worst part is that I think my dad is not going to work again.  My mom tells me that he may not go to work just because of one thing: his tooth hurts.  Well, if he brushed his teeth everyday twice a day he wouldn't have a problem.  The problem is that he doesn't even brush his teeth.  He just uses this water jet thing and he only uses it right before </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=136796435244371512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/136796435244371512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/136796435244371512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-woke-up-and-i-cant-fucking-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5527946251175027198</id><published>2007-10-17T01:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:21:49.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some stuff.I really, really hate the new Linkin Park music video for "Shadow of the Day".  It's a fucking Clive Owen away from being Children of Men.  The visuals don't make fucking sense, and on top of that, they use too many sound effects.  Less is more, people!  Um, did they forget that it takes away from the music?  Whoever directed that music video should be shot.I really hate teachers who </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5527946251175027198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5527946251175027198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5527946251175027198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2386660957214397749</id><published>2007-10-12T02:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T02:27:47.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To some Radiohead fans, FUCK YOU!I can't believe so many people are bitching about the sound quality of Radiohead's new album.  They complain that the bit rate is so low or that it didn't give them much time to cancel their orders because the bitrate is so low.  Well, what did they expect when they were given the choice to actually PAY for the album?  Before ordering, it even said on the website </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2386660957214397749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2386660957214397749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2386660957214397749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-some-radiohead-fans-fuck-you-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-9204450206848016389</id><published>2007-10-11T08:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T08:50:46.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jesus Christ, the new Radiohead album is so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=9204450206848016389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9204450206848016389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9204450206848016389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/10/jesus-christ-new-radiohead-album-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1262566272177766350</id><published>2007-10-10T02:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T03:17:24.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I'm damaged bad at best"I'm so lazy to type nowadays.I just want to go to the Philippines like now, I mean, right now.I wish I was finished with school and now it seems I'm graduating in the summer rather than May because the AVM III class is being dropped in the Spring because no one is teaching it.I've been watching movies the past few weeks.Into the Wild is a great, great film.  I don't cry a</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1262566272177766350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1262566272177766350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1262566272177766350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-so-lazy-to-type-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2023238251289712698</id><published>2007-09-26T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:40:28.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn, haven't updated this blog in a while.  Watched a shitload of movies:Eastern Promises:  Fucking goddamn brilliant and it may be the best film of 2007 beside Ratatouille.  If Viggo Mortensen doesn't win an academy award for his performance or even get a nomination I will NEVER watch the academy awards again.  Vincent Cassel and Armin Mueller-Stahl are also brilliant in this.  Naomi Watts </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2023238251289712698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2023238251289712698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2023238251289712698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/09/damn-havent-updated-this-blog-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-8825027156561301366</id><published>2007-08-30T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T02:45:01.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With the Lights On, Shit-Pop, and Going Back HomeYes, the electricity did come back late Sunday afternoon.  I screamed like a kid on Christmas when the power came back on.  I never realized that electricity in our lives.  Living without it for 45 minutes is tolerable, but for over 3 days, it's mind numbing.  I have been watching a lot of movies the past few weeks.  I still have a lot of movies to</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=8825027156561301366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8825027156561301366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8825027156561301366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/08/with-lights-on-shit-pop-and-going-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6626581336355417156</id><published>2007-08-25T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T17:51:17.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With the Lights OutMan, it really sucks without any electricity.  For more than two days now, we don't have any electricity and it's pissing me off.  Everywhere you go there's fucking electricity......unless you're on route 53 between North Avenue and St. Charles road.  And if you think I can't take it, just imagine my dad.  He's literally going nuts.  I told him something about Tita Ellen and he</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6626581336355417156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6626581336355417156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6626581336355417156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/08/with-lights-out-man-it-really-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-806733326968719522</id><published>2007-08-19T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:39:06.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Failure to LaunchI know it's been awhile since I posted on this blog.  I could tell you to watch Superbad (it's FUCKING HILARIOUS!) and skip Rush Hour 3 (it's fucking stupid).  I could also tell you how I want to watch Stardust but I don't really want to pay for it.  I could also tell you about my great experiences at the internship with Avenue Audio.  But I want to tell you about someone else, </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=806733326968719522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/806733326968719522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/806733326968719522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/08/failure-to-launch-i-know-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-7965251245290383722</id><published>2007-08-08T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T02:44:58.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Journey to LollapaloozaI have never been to a concert before last Saturday.  Again, I have never been to a concert before last Saturday.  It's not that I don't like concerts but I always thought to myself, "Why the hell should I go to a concert when I could listen to a musician's work on CD?"  Silverchair then had to play Lollapalooza.  Aside from the 'Chair, Regina was playing, the Roots were </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=7965251245290383722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/7965251245290383722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/7965251245290383722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/08/journey-to-lollapalooza-i-have-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1925597866487436443</id><published>2007-08-05T02:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T02:54:25.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah Yeah Yeahs: They were really, really awesome live!  Too bad I didn't get a lot of pictures because of the crazy girl wanting to have Karen O's babies next to Jorge and me.Before the Muse set at 8:30.  It was either Muse or Interpol.  I overheard that there wasn't a lot of people at the Interpol set.Perry Farrell introducing Muse: "MAY IT RAIN FROM HEAVEN: MUSE!"Muse's first song and my GOD </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1925597866487436443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1925597866487436443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1925597866487436443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/08/yeah-yeah-yeahs-they-were-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RrWAaVQb6yI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VhklpFH0he8/s72-c/DSC00028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1602989515531089923</id><published>2007-08-05T02:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T02:43:25.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lollapalooza 2007Silverchair:  A great performance from these guys.  I wanted to sing every lyric but I was kinda scared because no one knew the words except me.I think you can see Daniel Johns there!The Roots: Their performance was motherfucking awesome.  Even Wency was bumping his head up and down.Regina Spektor:  She came out and she was beautiful.  Wency and Jorge found her to be a weird </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1602989515531089923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1602989515531089923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1602989515531089923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/08/lollapalooza-2007-silverchair-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RrV-OVQb6tI/AAAAAAAAABQ/z201HW6WDZ0/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-9875216781263977</id><published>2007-07-20T04:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:29:50.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCKING AWESOME.By far, Silverchair's BEST song.  LIVE.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=9875216781263977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9875216781263977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9875216781263977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/07/fucking-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3987264732678801401</id><published>2007-07-17T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T07:26:49.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"If it wasn't a crime, I'd like to ________ someone."Fill in the blank and that is EXACTLY what my brother said.I was shocked.I was appalled.And I couldn't stop laughing.Jorge,Again, give me $100 and I will tell you the secret for the ages.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3987264732678801401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3987264732678801401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3987264732678801401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-it-wasnt-crime-id-like-to-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-3737558823776886392</id><published>2007-07-16T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:00:21.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, Ghost Rider really sucked.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=3737558823776886392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3737558823776886392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/3737558823776886392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/07/man-ghost-rider-really-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-8334543565716529253</id><published>2007-07-03T02:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T02:53:19.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Transformers:  Fuck, this movie was the definition of bad-ass.  Shia was hilarious, Megan Fox was drop dead fucking hot, and the robots were fucking awesome.  This is what a summer movie is all about:  robots killing each other, hilarity, and hot hot hot girls (did I mention that Megan Fox was gorgeous?).  It's not even close to Ratatouille in greatness but man, as Darren Conley said, "it's a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=8334543565716529253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8334543565716529253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/8334543565716529253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers-fuck-this-movie-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6001127209688422962</id><published>2007-06-30T02:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T03:02:46.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Live Free or Die Hard:  Um, yeah.  I didn't like this movie that much.  I didn't find it very thrilling at all.  It's like Die Hard without its edge.  There was a problem when they took the film's rating down from a hard R to a pussy-ass weak PG-13.  Gay gay gay.  And they totally blew the fucking best line in the movie.  Mary Elizabeth Winstead was deliciously hot in the movie though.  Maggie Q </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6001127209688422962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6001127209688422962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6001127209688422962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/06/live-free-or-die-hard-um-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-337261126194011260</id><published>2007-06-29T03:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T04:00:27.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recommendations from Daniel's jukebox o' tunes:Anberlin - "The Unwinding Cable Car":  A former Christian band that writes great tunes has a song that makes the soul burn.  This band is underrated and if this song was on the radio they would be fucking huge.Bloc Party - "We Were Lovers":  Being a little biased towards Bloc Party but seriously if B-sides like this were on a second album, the album </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=337261126194011260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/337261126194011260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/337261126194011260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/06/recommendations-from-daniels-jukebox-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6002039474097941366</id><published>2007-06-29T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T01:45:44.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1408:  Downloaded this little picture starring John Cusack and Samuel L. Jackson and it's been awhile since I've seen a great horror film.  1408 is fortunately one of the better horror pictures in the past decade that is more psychologically involving rather than physcially.  John Cusack is great as Michael Enslin, a father who had lost his daughter to a disease.  The film is mostly a one man </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6002039474097941366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6002039474097941366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6002039474097941366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/06/1408-downloaded-this-little-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-871664432902808655</id><published>2007-06-23T02:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T03:12:45.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aside from yesterday where I rip Kelly Clarkson for her "look at me, i'm angry" type songs.  I haven't blogged much.  Much of it can be blamed on laziness.  Unlike most of the blogs I read, I don't really update that much.  I don't think it's really needed.  For the most part, I've seen a crapload of movies at the theatre. Knocked Up:  Not as good as they say.  Chemistry between main and </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=871664432902808655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/871664432902808655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/871664432902808655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/06/aside-from-yesterday-where-i-rip-kelly.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-2502374640942456153</id><published>2007-06-22T06:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T06:20:45.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The new Kelly Clarkson song reminds me of Alanis Morrisette.That is if Alanis wrote stupid lyrics, had a stupid music video, and had the musical talent of my farts.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=2502374640942456153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2502374640942456153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/2502374640942456153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-kelly-clarkson-song-reminds-me-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-102809733966888121</id><published>2007-05-30T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T01:16:54.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm pretty happy about my grades....except for the one I got in Sound Film Production.  I got a B-.  The teacher said that I ended up with an A- but because of my attendance (which I missed 5 classes) he had to grade down.  What a fucker.  That class was just a waste of time.  I'm pretty happy I got a C in Basic Audio Systems because that class was just so fucking hard.  I was shocked to find out</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=102809733966888121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/102809733966888121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/102809733966888121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-pretty-happy-about-my-grades.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1444191979459821237</id><published>2007-05-25T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:37:36.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pirates 3 was really. really good.  Don't forget to stay after the credits!  It's the true ending of the story.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1444191979459821237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1444191979459821237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1444191979459821237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-3-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6036990841053743690</id><published>2007-05-24T03:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T03:09:39.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hooray!  Hooray!I got a new laptop!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6036990841053743690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6036990841053743690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6036990841053743690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/hooray-hooray-i-got-new-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-747378227639165376</id><published>2007-05-20T04:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:12:13.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"The Joker's a special case. Some of us feel he may be beyond treatment. In fact, we're not even sure if he can be properly defined as 'insane' . . . We're beginning to think it might be a neurological disorder, similar to Tourette's Syndrome. It's quite possible we may actually be looking at some kind of super-sanity here. A brilliant new modification of human perception. More suited to urban </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=747378227639165376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/747378227639165376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/747378227639165376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/jokers-special-case.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RlEcEaWPmpI/AAAAAAAAABI/sdI6t0P9tUY/s72-c/jokerrevealed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6355347675452948829</id><published>2007-05-12T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:28:57.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Linkin ParkMinutes to MidnightProducers: Mike Shinoda and Rick RubinOkay, I've said I've hated Linkin Park's latest single "What I've Done".  I still hate it.  After listening to LP's newest album for the nth time, I have to say something.  I actually like the album.  After listening to the album for the first time, I honestly hated it.  But now, I understand what they were going for, instead of </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6355347675452948829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6355347675452948829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6355347675452948829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/linkin-park-minutes-to-midnight.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RkVqVo2fyMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3gzcLAVPSlw/s72-c/200px-Minutes-to-midnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-6577323040531385536</id><published>2007-05-12T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T01:53:25.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He is vengeance.He is the night.He is .</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=6577323040531385536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6577323040531385536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/6577323040531385536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/he-is-vengeance.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-608639307192053031</id><published>2007-05-05T01:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:20:46.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.  Spider-Man 3 sucks.Bryce Dallas Howard was mega mega mega hot though.  I'd tap that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=608639307192053031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/608639307192053031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/608639307192053031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-9083703391201077661</id><published>2007-05-02T02:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:21:56.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They came and they fucking conquered.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=9083703391201077661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9083703391201077661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/9083703391201077661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/they-came-and-they-fucking-conquered.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/RjwidY2fyKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2CYRhMKIWa0/s72-c/rage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-7139347823910019869</id><published>2007-05-02T02:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:22:36.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, that is me holding the red baby.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=7139347823910019869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/7139347823910019869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/7139347823910019869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes-that-is-me-holding-red-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux4om6GOtBQ/Rjwipo2fyLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2BdKZYfp8Go/s72-c/01.ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-1776121849112435659</id><published>2007-05-02T01:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T02:00:05.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's "Heroes" must have been the most awesome piece of television I have seen this year or any other year.  I don't know why but I was surprised with every twist.  I can't wait for the final three episodes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=1776121849112435659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1776121849112435659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/1776121849112435659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/todays-heroes-must-have-been-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-5652123855029071148</id><published>2007-05-02T01:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:59:35.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's almost 70 GB in my 300 GB.And it's gone.Because I wanted it to be.I had to erase it because I have wasted so much time on it.It's time to start anew because I must.I've only realized that this semester was actually very easy. I just fucked everything up for myself. When I think about it, none of my classes didn't have ANY homework the entire semester. Most of the classes just consisted of </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=5652123855029071148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5652123855029071148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/5652123855029071148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-almost-70-gb-in-my-300-gb.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-4439373439686409389</id><published>2007-05-02T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:59:13.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I saw the lineup for Lollapalooza a few weeks I went eh. I scanned through it pretty quick and saw Muse, Amy Winehouse, Ben Harper, Pearl Jam......"eh," I thought to myself. Today I looked over the lineup again and saw SILVERCHAIR. I was like "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" But the tickets are fucking $195 because you can watch any bands you want for 3 days.Here's the lineup for Lolla:Pearl JamDaft </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=4439373439686409389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4439373439686409389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/4439373439686409389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-i-saw-lineup-for-lollapalooza-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-117686299519969580</id><published>2007-04-17T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:29:55.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My respect and condolences for those who died in Virginia Tech.Sleep, sleep tonightAnd may your dreams be realised.If the thunder cloud passes rainSo let it rain, rain down on he.So let it be.So let it be.Sleep, sleep tonightAnd may your dreams be realised.If the thunder cloud passes rainSo let it rain, let it rainRain down on he.U2 - "MLK"</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=117686299519969580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/117686299519969580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/117686299519969580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-respect-and-condolences-for-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-117660253881164242</id><published>2007-04-14T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T21:02:18.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feist."1 2 3 4"Download it.Love it.Live it.Smell it.Eat it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=117660253881164242&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/117660253881164242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/117660253881164242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/04/feist.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-117627268080535089</id><published>2007-04-11T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T01:24:40.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw Grindhouse last Friday.  Really liked Planet Terror but really fucking loved Death Proof.  I think there's just too much hate for Death Proof.  I found the "boring" talky shit actually quite interesting.  And Mary Elizabeth Winstead.  Man, what a hottie.  That's another hot chick in my fantasy hot actress orgy (along with Natalie Portman and Jessica Alba to name a few).GAWDDAMN FUCKING HAWT!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=117627268080535089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/117627268080535089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/117627268080535089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/04/saw-grindhouse-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6609183.post-117445256026433255</id><published>2007-03-21T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T00:49:20.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw a shitload of movies (thanks to me bro, Wency) over the weekend.Alpha Dog:  Man, this movie fucking sucked to the bone.  Almost everyone in this movie is miscast.  The only person not miscast in the film in my opinion was Bruce Willis.  And man oh man, Justin Timberlake cannot act.  I wanted to kill his character by the end of the movie.  By the way, this film features one of the worst make</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6609183&amp;postID=117445256026433255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/117445256026433255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6609183/posts/default/117445256026433255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journalvolumeone.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-saw-shitload-of-movies-thanks-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15547680898943909160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7450/142/1600/PDVD_001.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
