<?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-12479169</id><updated>2011-11-22T13:42:57.631-05:00</updated><category term='Musical Chairs'/><category term='Internal affairs'/><title type='text'>Blog is a Stupid Word</title><subtitle type='html'>I believe. I believe this. I believe this blog. I believe this blog sucks.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-6770866834955784295</id><published>2007-05-25T08:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T08:58:30.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ottoman Love</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to post this last week, but got bogged down with work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Arlene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQtn01Qjybw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rQtn01Qjybw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm late on this or whatever, but I'm still not exactly sure what to make of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-6770866834955784295?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6770866834955784295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=6770866834955784295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/6770866834955784295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/6770866834955784295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/05/ottoman-love.html' title='Ottoman Love'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-4859056515812065818</id><published>2007-05-21T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T13:26:43.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zach Braff ode to NJ</title><content type='html'>haha...so now that I work online essentially might as well give this thing a shot again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hate NJ no need to watch...or wait, maybe you should watch if you hate NJ for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ms-vW-2vZN0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ms-vW-2vZN0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-4859056515812065818?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4859056515812065818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=4859056515812065818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/4859056515812065818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/4859056515812065818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/05/zach-braff-ode-to-nj.html' title='Zach Braff ode to NJ'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-698859429427438368</id><published>2007-03-23T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T09:50:05.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another...</title><content type='html'>...miserable day at work. How did I get myself in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, you thought I was going to have an actual post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-698859429427438368?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/698859429427438368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=698859429427438368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/698859429427438368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/698859429427438368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/03/another.html' title='Another...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-2939863276457947557</id><published>2007-01-24T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:23:10.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internal affairs'/><title type='text'>Out of Contact...</title><content type='html'>Hey look...its another post...two days in a row (pat on the back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their share of flaws..and I'm no different. However, a major flaw I have is an inability to keep contact with people. Now I'm not talking about people who have pissed me off, or wronged me in some way. I mean people who I generally have no issues with, and probably consider them to be friends in some twisted way. Unfortunately, I have the worst time keeping up with most of these people unless the are in my general vicinity, or they make a concerted effort to stay in contact with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you remember me saying this, but I'm not really a fan of talking on the phone. I can't explain why, but for some reason I'm unable to carry on a phone conversation for more than 30 minutes in most cases. I just can't do it. To date the only people who can stretch me past that time limit on the phone are my girlfriend and my mom. Ask my girlfriend the struggle she went through(and probably still goes through) when it comes to talking to me on the phone. I'm a computer person...I guess on a broader level I'm just a technology person. When I got to college, everyone used instant messenger to communicate. My room phone was basically a hotline for my parents to reach me and not much else. I've gotten to the point where online seems like a reasonable equivalent to a phone call...unfortunately I seem to be in the minority in this issue. I realized for many people a phone call does not equal a IM conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also pretty lazy. I can easily busy myself with other things like writing a blog post or playing video games or anything other than actually trying to stay in contact with friends and acquaintances. I'm sure its not just me who has some of these problems, but I guess over time I realize theres shit I miss out on. For example it seems my man Bonus and his girl got engaged at least 4 months ago, and are getting married sometime this year. Somehow I only found out about this 2 weeks ago (My bad Bonus if you're reading this, congrats to both of you), and I know I didn't find out cause I wasn't keeping up with my friends. Sucks to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's no real point to this other than my own catharsis, however if you are reading this and I haven't spoken to you in a while, there's a good chance you'll be getting some kind of contact from me sooner than you think. I'm going to at least make an effort to reconnect with my people (not weoples as E-40 would put it) before I have no friends left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-2939863276457947557?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2939863276457947557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=2939863276457947557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/2939863276457947557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/2939863276457947557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/01/out-of-contact.html' title='Out of Contact...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-8385420349784196487</id><published>2007-01-23T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:15:09.171-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Chairs'/><title type='text'>Play it by ear...</title><content type='html'>...this is going to be a post about music, so that was a bad pun. However, it works in so many ways when describing the state of this blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm currently listening to (because I have a false sense of self importance and think people give a shit what I listen to):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Album:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Star_%28album%29"&gt;Black Star&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Star_%28hip_hop_group%29"&gt;Mos Def and Talib Kweli are Black Star&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genre:&lt;/span&gt; Hip-Hop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Released: &lt;/span&gt;1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Standout Songs: &lt;/span&gt;Definition, RE: definition, Respiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My take:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was around 1997-1998 when hip-hop took a terrible turn as far as I was concerned. Biggie and Tupac(who I wasn't really a fan of) were both dead, and this glam, frilly, music took over thanks to the likes of Sean Combs and others. I was completely turned off...stopped listening to the radio, stopped watching MTV for the most part. I wanted nothing to do with mainstream hip-hop. I found wonderful underground music after this...and this was one of the first albums I bought...outstanding piece of work. Both lyricists are hungry and relatively early in their careers, and that combination makes for a great album. If you are a hip-hop fan (and don't like most of what you hear on the radio) it's something you should at least hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Album:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silent_Alarm_%28album%29"&gt;Silent Alarm&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloc_Party"&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genre:&lt;/span&gt; Indie Rock(i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Released: &lt;/span&gt;2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Standout Songs:&lt;/span&gt; Like Eating Glass, Banquet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My take:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't give a full synopsis as I just recently started listening to this...but I like it. It's rock music, but it's not cheesy or overblown in any sense, at least to me. Something I can actually listen to from end to end. I can't explain my affinity for British indie rock music, but this is a good album, just wish I had stumbled upon it sooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Album:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Black_Album_%28Jay-Z_album%29"&gt;The Black Album&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jay-Z"&gt;Jay-Z&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genre:&lt;/span&gt; Hip-Hop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Released:&lt;/span&gt; 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Standout Songs:&lt;/span&gt; What More Can I Say, Threat, PSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My take:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What more can possibly be said about Jay-Z? This isn't his most recent album, however its probably a much better effort. This was the album he went into his "retirement" with and it seemed at the time a good way to go out. Obviously a different person from his first offering in 1996 (Reasonable Doubt), but still just as if not more talented lyrically. The album hits some snags (namely anytime he works with Pharrell of the Neptunes), but it's still solid, and for some reason I find myself listening to it currently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Album:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corinne_Bailey_Rae"&gt;Corinne Bailey Rae&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corinne_Bailey_Rae_%28album%29"&gt;Corinne Bailey Rae&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genre:&lt;/span&gt; Soul/Jazz/R&amp;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Released:&lt;/span&gt; 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Standout Songs:&lt;/span&gt; Like A Star, Enchantment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My take:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I must have some soft spot for British musicians...or maybe its just soul/jazz music. Whatever it is I happened upon this album last year after watching Vh1 Soul late one evening, and I'm still listening to it. Not sure if its for everyone, but she has a good voice, and her songs are very pleasant. Great to listen to when trying to relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-8385420349784196487?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8385420349784196487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=8385420349784196487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/8385420349784196487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/8385420349784196487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/01/play-it-by-ear.html' title='Play it by ear...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116671536185711711</id><published>2006-12-21T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T10:36:01.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Human Stranger Rodeo</title><content type='html'>Just watch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IN4dGldD2pk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IN4dGldD2pk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116671536185711711?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116671536185711711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116671536185711711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116671536185711711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116671536185711711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/urban-human-stranger-rodeo.html' title='Urban Human Stranger Rodeo'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116671271880617989</id><published>2006-12-21T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:51:58.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall Street Brawl...</title><content type='html'>..I'm sure this has made the rounds already, but it was definitely the funniest thing I read yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/seven/12202006/news/regionalnews/giants_revenge_on_brawl_st__regionalnews_kate_sheehy_and_bill_hoffmann.htm"&gt;GIANTS' REVENGE ON BRAWL ST.&lt;br /&gt;MARA'S SON TACKLES MOCKING EAGLE FAN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the son of deceased New York Giants owner Wellington Mara, did not take kindly to some good natured mocking after his team lost over the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The son of the legendary late Giants owner Wellington Mara tackled and choked a fellow broker on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange yesterday after the man mocked the team, sources said."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is what actually was the mocking action. Never has a more untalented person (Jim Jones of the Diplomats, a rap group) become so famous and popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can only sum this up with one word...BALLLLLLLLLLLINNN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hate myself for typing that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116671271880617989?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116671271880617989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116671271880617989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116671271880617989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116671271880617989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/wall-street-brawl.html' title='Wall Street Brawl...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116671176372155621</id><published>2006-12-21T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:46:54.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night sissy fights...</title><content type='html'>As one of the last actual fans of the NBA (check around I'm telling you there's not many of us) I feel obligated to say something about the fight that occurred this weekend between the Denver Nuggets and New York Knicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people remember the "Malice at the Palace" or whatever they want to call it from a few years ago. The Detroit vs Indiana fight...Ron Artest-gate...whatever. I could understand some of the issues with that incident. I agree, you can't attack the fans, no matter what they do to you, there's no real justification. I also don't think fans should be allowed to throw shit at people in any sporting event...unless its Barry Bonds, I'm all for throwing shit at him. Because I know if anyone ever threw something at me while I was doing my job, all hell would break loose in my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is no relation with that fight, and the one that happened last saturday. If for some reason you don't know what I'm talking about watch here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZYbcGOmVwI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZYbcGOmVwI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shockingly the NBA took down all the good videos of this..if you need a better version go to espn.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question, and it's been brought up by numerous other people in the past few days, is why is this fight such news. No fans were hurt or attacked at all. One might have gotten tumbled on, but that was quickly fixed. So what's the big deal. From my viewpoint I saw one really hard foul, a small shoving match, a 45 second wrestling match, and one of the sissiest punches I've seen in a long time. That's national news now? Fights like this occur in other sports much more often than in the NBA, and there was a point in the NBA when incidents such as this would occur and it made zero headlines. I've seen a clip where Kevin McHale literally clotheslined Kurt Rambis on the court, and he wasn't even thrown out of the game. Why now does a sissy slap punch make headline news and get the player suspended for 15 games. What did I miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Carmelo Anthony, I understand you have been under some scrutiny in recent years with some off the court issues. However, if you are going to "take it back to b-more" and really fight, please please don't half ass it. And definitely don't back pedal like your mom yelled at you to come inside for dinner. That's all I ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116671176372155621?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116671176372155621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116671176372155621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116671176372155621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116671176372155621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/saturday-night-sissy-fights.html' title='Saturday night sissy fights...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116671112990239602</id><published>2006-12-21T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:25:29.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello...</title><content type='html'>...for the two of you out there who still check this...remember me? I could apologize and talk about how I'm going to do better at this, but theres no point. I don't know whats going to happen with the future of this blog. So just one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a been a trying few weeks, especially with a lot of the negative feedback I'm getting (or was getting) at my job. I went into crisis mode trying to find a job as quickly as possible...but I'm still here for the time being. It all culminated this past weekend as I got the news that my godmother had passed away. I'm not going to sit here and sing the praises of my godmother to you. I knew her, and I'm pretty sure anyone who reads this did not. However, for as long as I've known my mother I've known her. There's a long drawn out story of how our families met, but thats irrelevant...and I'm not exactly sure what my point is for writing this either. All I know is she was important to me, and now she's no longer around. Had be one of the hardest things I've ever done, carrying the casket of my 48 year old godmother into a church on Monday. I'd have given anything to not being doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew me better than any non family member...shit, to be honest, she knew me better than most of my extended family. I spent 21 of the last 24 Thanksgiving holidays of my life with her and her family. There were family vacations together, trips to the poconos, random summer visits, and numerous more. The memories are priceless, and the bonds are just as strong as blood. Enough rambling...this post doesn't really make any sense, but if I was going to start writing again I had to start with what is taking up all the space in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;Antoinette Papincak&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 18, 1958 - Dec. 15, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116671112990239602?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116671112990239602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116671112990239602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116671112990239602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116671112990239602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello.html' title='Hello...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116542146817888265</id><published>2006-12-06T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T11:11:08.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My kind of work...</title><content type='html'>Yeah I haven't been updating...blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do remember one of my more recent posts, it had to with dissatisfaction at my current place of employment. I heard about this idea from Jarrett last night, and looked up the article this morning. Sounds great to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.businessweek.com/bschools/content/aug2005/bs20050824_0557_bs052.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Bet at Best Buy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The company is experimenting with the results-oriented work environment, or ROWE, which allows employees to work when and where they like, just so long as long as they get their assignments done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..if only Minneapolis didn't suck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116542146817888265?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116542146817888265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116542146817888265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116542146817888265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116542146817888265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-kind-of-work.html' title='My kind of work...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116535676093072880</id><published>2006-12-05T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:12:40.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas..</title><content type='html'>From thesmokinggun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/1205062xmas1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boy Arrested For Opening Xmas Gift Early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother has kid, 12, nabbed after Nintendo Game Boy is unwrapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I really don't have to write anything else after that, but I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;DECEMBER 5--A South Carolina boy, 12, was arrested Sunday morning after his mother called police to report that he had unwrapped a Christmas present without her permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Merry Christmas to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116535676093072880?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116535676093072880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116535676093072880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116535676093072880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116535676093072880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas..'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116353650647634902</id><published>2006-11-14T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:35:24.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why hip-hop sucks...</title><content type='html'>..I've been meaning to write this post for a while. But then I stumbled upon someone else who I'm sure is a much better writer than myself who wrote in length on the same topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hip-Hop sucks. There, I've said it. After years of ignoring my feelings and hoping that things would change with the next album, video, or artist, I have finally accepted the fact that hip-hop simply isn't good anymore. The swagger is gone. Hip-hop is still cool but it's no longer fly. It's still hot but it's no longer dope. Most important, hip-hop is no longer fun. I can't say for sure when it happened, but somewhere between Wu-Tang's grimy "Protect Ya Neck" and the Ying Yang Twins' disgusting "Whisper Song", hip-hop became boring and predictable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popmatters.com/columns/hill/050527.shtml"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popmatters.com/columns/hill/050926.shtml"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popmatters.com/columns/hill/060901.shtml"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not necessarily my exact opinion, but in the same ballpark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116353650647634902?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116353650647634902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116353650647634902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116353650647634902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116353650647634902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-hip-hop-sucks.html' title='Why hip-hop sucks...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116351632030138060</id><published>2006-11-14T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T09:58:40.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Guy - Journey Karaoke</title><content type='html'>At a ridiculous sports bar this weekend, the halftime entertainment (instead of listening to the inane halftime show banter) was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FlKMPFxDQL8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FlKMPFxDQL8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ruined the moment by showing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jR_mQlGdjPU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jR_mQlGdjPU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116351632030138060?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116351632030138060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116351632030138060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116351632030138060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116351632030138060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/11/family-guy-journey-karaoke.html' title='Family Guy - Journey Karaoke'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116310312261080602</id><published>2006-11-09T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T15:12:02.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't vote today...Part 2</title><content type='html'>Since I actually got a comment on the last post, I figured I'd at least try have some kind of rebuttal. I started just writing another comment in response, but it was getting too long, so I decided just to make another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems the Democrats have taken over congress, and in effect handcuffed GWB for the last 2 years of his presidency. Congrats. Well congrats only if a Democratic President is elected in 2008. If we get another Republican President we will end up with basically 6 years of political stalemate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, to clarify...my only real reason for not wanting to vote, was not wanting either candidate to win. That's a shortsighted reasoning, because I know the balance of power effects me and everyone else. However, I refuse to believe that the government climate in this country means that I must vote in order to give my "team" the advantage in congress. Even if I don't want that person to win. I don't even really like that team. I don't like either team. It's like if I went to McDonald's and they said all we got is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Filet-O-Fish"&gt;Fillet-O-Fish&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mcrib"&gt;McRib&lt;/a&gt;, I'm not picking one just to pick one, I'll just go somewhere else. Only I can't go somewhere else, at least not currently. That seems silly to me, but it probably is how things are now. If there was a section on the ballot that would allow me to just vote for general dissatisfaction with our government I'd have been the first person at the polls. Why keep going with the status quo when it's something you don't believe in doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm not going to try to say voting doesn't matter, or isn't important, because as McCoy astutely pointed out, numerous things could possibly happen with the switching of congress. Some beneficial to me. Wonderful. I will not do any bitching (I rarely bitch about political issues) since I didn't vote, and I hadn't planned on doing any regardless of who won. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I think we can all agree to say we are just happy the obnoxious and ridiculous political slander ads are over with. If I never see Michael Steele holding a puppy or standing with his kids again, it will be too soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more about this until the next election...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116310312261080602?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116310312261080602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116310312261080602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116310312261080602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116310312261080602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-didnt-vote-todaypart-2.html' title='I didn&apos;t vote today...Part 2'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116292966369345968</id><published>2006-11-07T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:01:03.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't vote today...and I don't plan on it</title><content type='html'>yup...I didn't vote today. I can honestly say I had no intentions on voting today at all. Never once considered it. I'm sure someone reading this is now getting one of those "I can't believe he didn't vote" faces. Whatever. I don't care. I'm also not going to get up on my soapbox and tell why I didn't vote and expect you to see things my way. I definitely don't care whether you agree with me or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2000, I was the first person in my family to vote in this country ever (my parents are resident aliens), and yeah the guy I voted for won, and the lost, and then almost won again, but lost anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2004, when I was actually a resident of the state of MD, I voted once again, mind you I was hesitant, specifically because of the screwy electoral college system in this country and the fact that the two states I could possibly vote in normally swing democratic. Nevertheless, I voted. My guy lost again. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That didn't discourage me. What was sad was that I didn't go in thinking I was voting for someone I actually wanted to lead me, more so I was just voting for the lesser of two evils. Just another log on the fire of my disillusionment with the U.S. government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now this mid term election comes up. Ben Cardin, Michael Steele, Martin O' Malley (he seems to be who the modeled Tommy Carcetti after on The Wire) blah blah blah. "I'm for change!" Whatever, I bet you are pal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my point is if you want to vote, great I don't care. If you don't want to vote thats great too. Might be shortsighted thinking, but it seems to be working out for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116292966369345968?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116292966369345968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116292966369345968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116292966369345968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116292966369345968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-didnt-vote-todayand-i-dont-plan-on.html' title='I didn&apos;t vote today...and I don&apos;t plan on it'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116257916673374517</id><published>2006-11-03T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:39:26.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want a New Job</title><content type='html'>…Those of you who know me are probably saying “man, that was quick, didn’t you just start?", and you would be correct. Just 6 months ago I was starting out on a new job, with hopes of it being much different than the last. Well it was definitely different, but that wasn't necessarily a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm too transient a person, maybe I constantly need new challenges to keep me going. Or is it that I just need more continuity in my job. At my old job there was one speed, busy. All the time, you were busy or you weren't at work. Which in hindsight seemed to have worked better for me. At my current place of employment there are deep lulls and extreme highs of work to be done. When I'm in one of the lulls, I completely fall off track and end up scouring the internet for cheap laughs 98% of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also genuinely believe I have no interest at all in what I'm doing. I would go through the hassle of telling you what I do, if I thought anyone would understand or care about what I do. Am I stupid to think that at age 24 (I really had to think for a second to make sure I was 24, Christ I'm getting old) I should be doing something I generally have an interest in? I've pretty much settled on a plan of getting an MBA starting in 2007, but I'll be working while doing that and I feel like maybe I should  do something I actually give a shit about, or at least mildly enjoy. It's not like I'm raking in the big bucks over here, I have the same bills as everyone else, and do just enough to pay them and buy frivolous electronic items that I don't need. However, I'm not exactly sure what I'd like to do...my old boss suggested I look at radio station companies like clear channel/radio one/xm etc., which I'll probably look into, but I haven't the slightest idea if that will interest me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably just stop bitching and keep what I have...haha, I even laughed when I typed that. That's not me, not the way I operate. When something is going the way I like it to go, I fix it, or stop doing it. It seems as if that's what will happen here. Off to revising my resume and sneaking to interviews once again, only 6 months removed from the last time I did it. Lucky me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116257916673374517?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116257916673374517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116257916673374517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116257916673374517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116257916673374517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-new-job.html' title='I Want a New Job'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116222579533761577</id><published>2006-10-30T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:29:55.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle Me Coke Transport</title><content type='html'>From thesmokinggun.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/1026061elmo1.html"&gt;Hook Me Up, Elmo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER 26--A Colorado drug operation hid large quantities of methamphetamine inside Elmo dolls, according to federal investigators who yesterday announced the indictment of 21 alleged members of the ring. During a year-long probe, Drug Enforcement Administration agents seized an Elmo doll (seen in the below DEA evidence photo) in Barstow, California that was stuffed with four pounds of methamphetamine. When investigators opened up the plush doll's skull, they discovered the drug stash inside wrapped in plastic (as seen in this evidence pic). While Elmo has never previously been linked to narcotics distribution or use, the Sesame Street character appears to have no teeth, which frequently is seen in heavy meth users. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/1026061elmo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/1026061elmo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116222579533761577?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116222579533761577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116222579533761577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116222579533761577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116222579533761577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/tickle-me-coke-transport.html' title='Tickle Me Coke Transport'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116222530457216236</id><published>2006-10-30T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:21:44.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>It's kind of depressing to see that my last post where I wrote something was 13 days ago or something like that. I literally just haven't had the time to sneak anything in. At this new job I spent the better part of 4 months doing pretty much nothing. Over the course of the past 2 months everything ramped up, culminating in me working something like 112 hours in the last two weeks. Whatever. I like writing on this thing, and take some kind of pride in keeping it going. Things seem to have slowed down a bit now and I should be able update more regularly and frequently as plenty of crap is on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt; Cursing Rowe's damn fantasy football team and Tatum Bell for completely choking yesterday. Also contemplating the excessive amount of laundry I have to do this evening while figuring out where I'll be enjoying Monday Night Football...thank god for the people that invented this as it makes the Monday work day just slightly more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/span&gt; I love my family and all, but I'll be damned if I ever do that again. My aunt and her family flew into DC from the Bahamas this weekend because she was running in the &lt;a href="http://marinemarathon.com/page11.aspx"&gt;Marine Corps Marathon&lt;/a&gt; (For some sadistic reason she enjoys things like this) which was happening Sunday morning. My parents came down from Jersey to see her run/visit/take them back to NJ with them. I originally did not plan to attend said marathon, figuring it would interfere with my regular sunday habit of WATCHING FOOTBALL ALL DAY LONG, however, after one of my mother's whine/guilt sessions I ended up agreeing to go. Managed to trap "girlfriend" into going as well. One word describes this experience...clusterfuck. Driving into DC figured to be complete mayhem, so we decided on using the metro, and my mother decided she wanted to see my aunt at mile 20 and at the finish. A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fter and arduous metro trip to smithsonian where I led is in the incorrect direction for a few stops on a ridiculously packed train, we come out only to realize the mile 20 marker isn't particularly close to the Smithsonian metro stop, and that by the time we got there she had already passed it. Sigh...back on the metro to the Rosslyn stop, where the Finish Line Extravaganza was. I'd never been to Rosslyn Metro..i mean who goes on Orange Line to get anywhere, but I soon found out that it had one of those laboriously long escalators, which at the time of our arrival were not functioning. Needless to say, this wasn't a pretty sight with 34,000 families of 34,000 runners all trying to get to the same place at the same time. Finally made it up the stairs, only to find a bigger mess outside trying to get to the finish line at the Iwo Jima Memorial. Had to be around 60-80,000 people there, trying to squeeze over some bridge with a stupid stage on it with a crappy cover band. I didn't see my aunt cross the finish line..at that point I didn't care, I congratulated her, after cursing myself for being fooled into going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the fun part. Upon trying to leave the marathon area, we headed in the direction of the metro, only to be discouraged by the LINES of peoples just trying to get into the two metro entrances. I'm talking about 100ft lines of people just to get into the station. At this point I said no way in hell I'm taking metro back and began trying to procure a taxi. I'm unsure if this was a good idea or not, since it seemed other brilliant people had the same idea to to try grabbing a taxi. We started the process at 2:30 pm, after moving from location to location I finally frantically stopped a cab about 4 blocks away from Rosslyn Metro and begged him to take us to Silver Spring Metro...this was at about 3:45pm. Still not finished...in my haste to get everyone over to the cab before I was attacked by other frustrated travelers, my father dropped his cell phone running across the street. Fortunately it was picked up by someone..who lives in Alexandria, so I'll be picking that up sometime on Tuesday...NEVER AGAIN Marine Corps Marathon...NEVER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt; Probably finishing my laundry, and picking my fathers phone in Alexandria after work. Then hoping "girlfriends" apartment doesn't have its heat turned to Slavery level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday/Saturday:&lt;/span&gt; Seems Rowe is getting older or something, but the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0443453/"&gt;Borat&lt;/a&gt; Movie comes out then, and I'm sure we'll be in attendance. I think Klancer is also getting old, he might be turning 30, I'll have to get confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Now:&lt;/span&gt; back to work before lunch break&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116222530457216236?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116222530457216236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116222530457216236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116222530457216236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116222530457216236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116137229701660833</id><published>2006-10-20T14:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T15:24:57.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Rebel - Lonely</title><content type='html'>This is my friend/past roommate/partner in crime's video for his groups new song, Lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link to their website is on the side of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-lUYjZ3fUU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-lUYjZ3fUU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116137229701660833?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116137229701660833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116137229701660833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116137229701660833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116137229701660833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/soul-rebel-lonely_20.html' title='Soul Rebel - Lonely'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116109475686384112</id><published>2006-10-17T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T10:19:16.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Denny Green blows a gasket....</title><content type='html'>...or whatever that means. I had to post this. &lt;a href="http://www.deadspin.com"&gt;Deadspin&lt;/a&gt; did already, but who cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1h71vEQtCM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1h71vEQtCM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is for the archives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116109475686384112?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116109475686384112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116109475686384112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116109475686384112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116109475686384112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/denny-green-blows-gasket.html' title='Denny Green blows a gasket....'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116109277917081319</id><published>2006-10-17T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T09:46:19.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Tyson...sigh</title><content type='html'>There isn't much more that can possibly be said about Mike Tyson. He's been written about, parodied, and just generally ridiculed for a good decade now. Doesn't change my memories of him when he was great, but sometimes it's just sad to see how far he's fallen. A few months back, I read an article describing how Tyson was basically putting on training exhibitions in crappy Las Vegas casinos to make a little coin. He owes big money to the government and others, and needs all the income he can get. As recently as a few weeks ago it was announced that he was going on a worldwide exhibition tour, taking on just about any fighter willing to go a few rounds with the former champ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago I can remember half jokingly/half seriously telling my roommate (Mr. Spence) that Tyson would be fighting animals in the ring in 5 years. Today it seems like that notion isn't too far off. I glanced at this article this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2006/more/10/16/tyson.tour.ap/index.html?cnn=yes"&gt;Ready to rumble: Tyson serious about fighting women on 'World Tour'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a news conference at an Italian restaurant, Tyson said he would likely go just four rounds and that future stops on the tour might include bouts with women, possibly professional boxer Ann Wolfe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked if he was joking about fighting women, Tyson said, "I'm very serious."&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, what could you possibly say about that. The same guy who did this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2cOtzA64ns"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r2cOtzA64ns" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...could possibly end up fighting female boxers in the next year or so. My new prediction for Tyson over the last year is that he will be a greeter at the Circus Circus Hotel in Las Vegas in 5 years. But now I'm not sure he makes all the way out there...maybe the tropicana in Atlantic City. Sad to see...however, still somewhat amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116109277917081319?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116109277917081319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116109277917081319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116109277917081319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116109277917081319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/mike-tysonsigh.html' title='Mike Tyson...sigh'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116066714200766562</id><published>2006-10-12T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T11:32:22.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Politicians are Stupid</title><content type='html'>The sheer stupidity of some politicians is amazing. It's almost as if they are in a hurry to shove their foots in their mouths. I'm sure by now all of you have seen or at least heard about the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Foley_Scandal"&gt;Mark Foley Scandal&lt;/a&gt;. I'm not even going there...but this congressman made some comments in response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/POLITICS/10/11/shays.kennedy.ap/index.html"&gt;Shays on Foley handling: At least no one died&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I know the speaker didn't go over a bridge and leave a young person in the water, and then have a press conference the next day," the embattled Connecticut congressman told The Hartford Courant in remarks published Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dennis Hastert didn't kill anybody," he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shays' comments recalled the Chappaquiddick incident, when Kennedy's car ran off a Massachusetts bridge, killing his passenger, Mary Jo Kopechne. Kennedy did not immediately report the tragedy, and he later pleaded guilty to leaving the scene of an accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first instinct is WTF! However, I supposes this is par for the course with politicians. Was it really necessary to take potshots at Ted Kennedy? I mean for christ sakes its Ted Kennedy, no one in this country takes him seriously anymore. What was the point in that? Also what did you gain by saying "At least no one died", yes numerous teenagers were harassed (poorly) by Mark Foley, but you're right, no one died. Thanks. Dumbass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116066714200766562?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116066714200766562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116066714200766562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116066714200766562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116066714200766562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/politicians-are-stupid.html' title='Politicians are Stupid'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-116001837603133036</id><published>2006-10-04T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:19:36.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T.O. Overdose Music Video</title><content type='html'>From Hank aka Billy Beige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a cowboys fan...but I couldn't pass up posting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hqnT2CHlfxo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hqnT2CHlfxo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-116001837603133036?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/116001837603133036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=116001837603133036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116001837603133036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/116001837603133036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-overdose-music-video.html' title='T.O. Overdose Music Video'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115999647266615990</id><published>2006-10-04T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T17:14:32.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest Car Salesmen...NSFW</title><content type='html'>It's like a blog bonanza today...again, I laughed at this, so I posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bVDB9oERYnM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bVDB9oERYnM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: if there's someone that doesn't realize this...NSFW stands for Not Safe For Work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115999647266615990?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115999647266615990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115999647266615990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115999647266615990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115999647266615990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/honest-car-salesmennsfw.html' title='Honest Car Salesmen...NSFW'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115999224635399659</id><published>2006-10-04T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:04:06.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Energy Drink...COCAINE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/weblogo1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/weblogo1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I was working at the radio station last year, my days were pretty long. Somewhere around 15/16 hours or so. I've explained that previously. However I neglected to mention my dependency on so-called "energy drinks". Right up the street from the studio was a 7-11 and almost everyday on the way home from the station I would stop and pick up 2-3 energy drinks. I rotated between &lt;a href="http://www.mountaindew.com/about_dew/product_info/amp.php"&gt;Mountain Dew Amp&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sobeadrenalinerush.com/"&gt;Sobe Adrenaline Rush&lt;/a&gt;, and the omnipresent &lt;a href="http://www.redbull.com/"&gt;Red Bull&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to that point I was under the impression that they had no relative effect, from previous experiences with them in college during my many failed  "up  all night because I never went to class and the final is tomorrow " cram sessions. They kept me just barely awake, but not enough to where I could actually learn anything. So when I started drinking them again for the radio station, I wasn't sure of the effect until the night I didn't get any, and struggled to make it home and almost passed out in the hallway. Unfortunately, well after my radio days were over, I was still drinking them, for no particular reason...just recently putting a stop to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few weeks I had heard about this new energy drink..Cocaine. Great name right? They have two taglines: "The Legal Alternative" Ha...and "&lt;strong&gt;Cocaine - Instant Rush. NO Crash!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;basically they are purporting that their drink 350 times more effective than Red Bull, and you experience no energy crash after drinking it (which I'm not sure how that's possible). With that kind of name, you figure there would be some public outcry as soon as it hit the shelves correct. Well it's already here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Councilman James Sanders Jr., a Laurelton Democrat, said he was shocked when constituents informed him last week about the latest drink hitting the shelves in New York City and Long Island. At a City Hall news conference, he said the drink's name and claims it contains a massive amount of "energy" send the wrong message to young people, who may think the actual drug was OK to use."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Now that councilman is obviously just trying to make a name for himself, which is fine that's what politicians do. Kind of a silly argument to make, and either case you should all get ready for the Cocaine rush, as I'm sure it will flood the market just like Red Bull did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://www.drinkcocaine.com/"&gt;Cocaine Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://www.MySpace.com/drinkcocaine"&gt;Cocaine MySpace Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115999224635399659?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115999224635399659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115999224635399659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115999224635399659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115999224635399659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-energy-drinkcocaine.html' title='New Energy Drink...COCAINE!'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115997686448671294</id><published>2006-10-04T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T11:47:44.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>From Sohh.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea whether this will be a regular thing...whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...In related news, Diddy recently agreed to drop his Diddy moniker in the UK as part of an out of court settlement with English music producer Richard "Diddy" Dearlove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"In the UK I gotta call myself P. Diddy cause somebody got the name Diddy," Diddy shared. It's just how the game goes. You have to have your name trademarked and if you come late in the game trying to get a name somebody already has, you gotta let them rock with it. Luckily for me I had numerous names so I was able to just switch over to one of the other ones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sean "Puff Daddy, P. Diddy, Diddy" Combs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115997686448671294?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115997686448671294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115997686448671294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115997686448671294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115997686448671294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupid-quote-of-day.html' title='Stupid Quote of the Day'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115989625332318518</id><published>2006-10-03T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:24:13.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnecessary Censorship</title><content type='html'>I never watch Jimmy Kimmel, but this was funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qc6w4SzIUN0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qc6w4SzIUN0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Update: I know McCoy posted this already, didn't realize til after the fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115989625332318518?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115989625332318518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115989625332318518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115989625332318518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115989625332318518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/unnecessary-censorship_03.html' title='Unnecessary Censorship'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115989486919311835</id><published>2006-10-03T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:08:16.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Weekend:&lt;/span&gt; 50in LCD (The New Digital Goodness, as I'm sure it would be called if I was still living with 003) is working again, and I finally spent my first full Sunday of watching every pre game show (ESPN Sunday NFL Countdown, Fox NFL Sunday, CBS NFL Today) then the 1pm games (DAL vs. TEN...there we go 'boys, and SD vs BAL...no way the Ravens are that good), the 4pm game (JAX vs. WSH stupid ass Jacksonville, why is there a football team there). At this point up until last year I would be watching NFL Primetime with Chris Berman and Tom Jackson on ESPN, however when ESPN gave up the Sunday night game, they also gave up the rights to the 7pm highlights show. So instead I suffered through Football Night in America. Now I would question the longevity of such awful programming, but since NBC owns the timeslot, I see no end in sight. Without getting into too much detail, everyone on the show besides Bob Costas is awful, and Costas is better at baseball than football. Sigh. This lead into a good Sunday night matchup (SEA vs. CHI), which ended around 11ish. A 12 hour day of football...it's a wonder how I still have a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Friday:&lt;/span&gt; Seeing &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0407887/"&gt;The Departed&lt;/a&gt;. I have to admit I'm more than mildly anticipating this movie. I like most of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000217/"&gt;Martin Scorsese's&lt;/a&gt; work and the principal actors are intriguing. I've seen a few message board posts comparing it to Heat, and while I won't have my hopes up that high, I will have actual hopes for it, which is more than I can say for most of what I end up seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Weekend: &lt;/span&gt;Supposedly I get off for Columbus Day...never had it off at my old job, so this is new for me. Not sure what I will be doing, but I'm sure "girlfriend" will find some stuff for us to do (not a bad thing at all). Nothing like celebrating a racist pseudo explorer stumbling into land and killing all of its inhabitants, then becoming a hero. That wasn't how it was explained in elementary school now was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Week:&lt;/span&gt; Man I got railed at work, and the project I'm working A) isn't finished yet, and B) keeps changing. So if you want to have some kind of reason as to why this blog has suffered, call my boss. Leave a comment if you want her contact info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt; I'm splitting time working on my blog and doing actual work, as to appease "the people" and by people, I mean 9 people that read this blog. Also considering if there's anyway I can make money writing this slop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More posts later today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115989486919311835?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115989486919311835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115989486919311835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115989486919311835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115989486919311835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/10/status-report.html' title='Status Report'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115955838836155215</id><published>2006-09-29T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:33:08.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of updates this week...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I don't know where the time went..all I know is I had about 40 meetings this week, and was barely at my pc. So no updates, might do one this afternoon if I don't have anymore meetings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115955838836155215?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115955838836155215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115955838836155215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115955838836155215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115955838836155215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/lack-of-updates-this-week.html' title='Lack of updates this week...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115920286872150884</id><published>2006-09-25T12:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T12:47:48.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ninja Video</title><content type='html'>I laughed, so I posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBtYiLFH85A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBtYiLFH85A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115920286872150884?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115920286872150884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115920286872150884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115920286872150884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115920286872150884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-ninja-video.html' title='Random Ninja Video'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115894994435510146</id><published>2006-09-22T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T14:32:24.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive Thru Police Brutality...Cops can't count</title><content type='html'>I supposed some of you may have seen this before. I hadn't. I'm not sure whats more funny, the girls obvious displeasure for police officers or the police officers idicy..I'm going with the latter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oaHyuWgir8U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oaHyuWgir8U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115894994435510146?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115894994435510146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115894994435510146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115894994435510146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115894994435510146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/drive-thru-police-brutalitycops-cant.html' title='Drive Thru Police Brutality...Cops can&apos;t count'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115886353014539893</id><published>2006-09-21T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T14:37:48.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>20 bucks is worth???</title><content type='html'>from Digg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love of money they say. How much would you do for 20 bucks. Seems this man was willing to go pretty far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.breitbart.com/news/2006/09/19/D8K8BM682.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Plummets 50 Feet to Grab Missing $20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Giorgio figured a 50-foot fall was worth $20. Giorgio, 47, was counting his money Monday while walking across the U.S. 41 bridge over the Manatee River when a $20 bill blew out of his hand and flew over the rail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He followed. And plummeted 50 feet into the river. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$20!!! Man, maybe I need to be really poor to understand this. Although I have witnessed a twentysomething frantically chase a $20 bill around Union Station Metro on a windy day. He knows who he is. If only I had a video camera that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115886353014539893?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115886353014539893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115886353014539893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115886353014539893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115886353014539893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/20-bucks-is-worth.html' title='20 bucks is worth???'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115886313727536023</id><published>2006-09-21T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T14:25:37.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Voiceover Guys..</title><content type='html'>From digg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was created for some crappy fake award show. It's somewhat funny, especially the happy ass disney guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hLF2eda7TSs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hLF2eda7TSs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115886313727536023?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115886313727536023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115886313727536023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115886313727536023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115886313727536023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/voiceover-guys.html' title='Voiceover Guys..'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115860428331185250</id><published>2006-09-18T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T14:31:23.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You can take that contract and...</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you can finish the rest. This is mainly in reference to the contracts proffered by ridiculous cell phone companies. I pretty much have refused to honor their contracts under any circumstances. 2 Year?...HA! In your dreams if you think I make it to month 18.  I remember years ago when there was a push to have phones without contracts, but then the cell companies countered by offering the cheapest prices and new innovations like "FREE NIGHTS AND WEEKENDS" and "CALLER ID". Ah when things were much simpler. Basically you signed a contract so you could get a the phone for a cheaper price and a larger amount of minutes per month, and I could at least live with a one year contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at some point cell companies wanted to push us a bit farther, for "ADDED SAVINGS" by making us commit to 2 year contracts. Now any self respecting tech person knows the amount of changes cell phones go through in a 2 year period. Something new comes out every 6-8 months and you probably want it or some variation of it (Unless you are McCoy and you wait like 3 years to change phones to the point where your current phone doesn't actually ring anymore) . Either way...asking someone to commit to 2 years of anything is usually not possible. Especially not something as transient as a cell phone. So I end up breaking contracts.  They try to scare me with their  "Early Termination Fees"  or whatever, I call bullshit. I see you your $175 fee and laugh. Not because I am rich, but because peace of mind is worth more. For example. I currently have a pocket pc style phone, with high speed internet access and a full QWERTY keyboard. I previously owned a Sidekick II and wanted to upgrade to something more professional. Unfortunately, after 2 months of using the phone, I decided I hated using it for phone calls, and wanted to try something else. I happened to be at the mall yesterday with "girlfriend" and went into the Verizon store to see if there was a way to cancel the phone service on my phone while keeping the data services. The busied customer service rep initially said no, and that he wasn't sure. I didn't feel like waiting, so I left. There was another Verizon kiosk in the mall, and I queried this customer service person the same. Different answer (Lesson learned yesterday between mine and "girlfriends" experiences, if there are two stores for a cell phone company in one place they will undoubtedly give you two different answer to your questions...Asinine) this guy says he knows it can be done, but not sure how. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that mall experience I went to a different mall later in the day, and picked up the Motorola PEBL, from T-Mobile. Easy experience, no problems. My thinking was that I would get that for voice and hopefully scale the voice plan out of my Verizon phone, figuring they had to have some kind of Zero minute plan. Alas, I found out this morning my thinking was incorrect (because, I of course, think logically. unfortunately anyone who answers the phone at Verizon does not). The customer service person's only suggestion was to cancel my current plan, pay $175 early termination fee, then re sign up to get a Data only plan. Not only would I lose my phone number I'd also be out 175 bucks just to keep the same phone. Bullshit I say. I ate the cancellation fee, and transferred my old number to my new T-mobile phone. Goodbye again, Verizon, hopefully for the last time....bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your contract and shove it up your ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115860428331185250?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115860428331185250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115860428331185250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115860428331185250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115860428331185250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-can-take-that-contract-and.html' title='You can take that contract and...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115834982583379271</id><published>2006-09-15T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:50:25.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling Stone Top 500 Albums...</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post...interesting to read. Well at least it was to me since I loosely own some of the albums on this list (7 of the top 15 to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/news/story/5938174/the_rs_500_greatest_albums_of_all_time/"&gt;Rolling Stone's Top  500 Albums &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt; 6) What's Going On&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/MarvinGayeWhat%27sGoingOnalbumcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/200/MarvinGayeWhat%27sGoingOnalbumcover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In 1969 or 1970, I began to re-evaluate my whole concept of what I wanted my music to say," Gaye once said about the creation of &lt;em&gt;What's Going On&lt;/em&gt;. "I was very much affected by letters my brother was sending me from Vietnam, as well as the social situation here at home. I realized that I had to put my own fantasies behind me if I wanted to write songs that would reach the souls of people. I wanted them to take a look at what was happening in the world." The last thing Motown wanted its fans to think about, however, was "what was happening in the world." So with Gaye determined to shatter the label's hugely successful pop formula and address issues such as the Vietnam War, civil rights and the environment, Motown founder Berry Gordy was not pleased, to say the least. He claimed that "What's Going On" was the worst song he had ever heard. &lt;p&gt;As for "Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)," Gordy asserted that he didn't even know what the word ecology meant. For his part, Gaye said he would never record for Motown again unless "What's Going On" was put out as a single. After initially being rejected by Motown's quality-control committee, it was; when it became a Top Five hit, the album -- and a burst of socially conscious music from Motown -- followed soon after.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Producing the album amid a haze of marijuana smoke, Gaye made one intuitively brilliant decision after another -- from letting the tapes roll as his friends mingled and chatted to recording the rehearsal exercises of saxophonist Eli Fountain. When Fountain complained that he had just been goofing around, Gaye replied, "Well, you goof exquisitely. Thank you." And that's how the plaintive saxophone line that announces &lt;em&gt;What's Going On&lt;/em&gt; came to be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Total album sales: 1 million&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peak chart position: 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115834982583379271?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115834982583379271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115834982583379271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115834982583379271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115834982583379271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/rolling-stone-top-500-albums.html' title='Rolling Stone Top 500 Albums...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115833708282865896</id><published>2006-09-15T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:18:02.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Report</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update on me and my thoughts, not that any of you give a damn, but this is my blog so I'll put whatever I want to on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Night:&lt;/span&gt; Ray's the classics restaurant in Downtown Silver Spring. The food was outstanding, I had a battle with a 30oz rib eye, and lost easily. The appetizers were great, the sides, dessert was amazing (and I never eat dessert ever). I recommend anyone who likes good food, should be there immediately, and it doesn't have that shitty 10% DC tax like the other good restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt; Currently listening to Lupe Fiasco's Food and Liquor, in a time where hip hop and rap music in general is awful, this is like a breath of fresh air. The album is really good, and not about snapping your fingers or drugs, or crime or anything like that. If you have a relatively open mind give it a shot. It's also not super ego pretentious like Kanye West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; worked from home because I had a tech come out to "fix" my 50in LCD tv...he did no actual fixing...he typed into his computer for a while, called some people and then said I needed a new bulb and he had to order it. Mind you I told the people on the phone it needed a new bulb, they could have ordered it then...but whatever. Might get fixed today. Although I did realize that me working at home is no different from me being in the office, so I will try to take advantage of that more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future Work:&lt;/span&gt; Man I have no idea about this job, it's not particularly challenging, but it pays well, and will probably pay for me to go back to school. Which leads to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Future School: &lt;/span&gt;I had been under the thinking that I would get an undergrad degree in Information Systems Management...take the classes on line and then thing about a masters program. However, after a conversation with mom the other day, it's looking more like an MBA is the way to go. I don't know...if I can get some kind of financial assistance or scholarships I just might do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back to Last Night:&lt;/span&gt; watched the 2nd episode of The Wire Season 4, which if you read &lt;a href="http://chris-mccoy.blogspot.com"&gt;McCoy's blog&lt;/a&gt; you would already know that it is the best show on television. In either case the episodes get better and better and HBO's idea of showing the episodes 6 days early for people with On Demand cable service was pure genius. I used to have to pick between sunday night football and the Wire...not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend:&lt;/span&gt; Ah, who knows...my tv is all dim and shit so I have no desire to watch any HD football goodness on it. Unless it gets fixed I won't be watching anything on it. No plans in particular, however everything leads up to sunday at 8pm...where my pathetic Cowboys take on the Skins in a Week 2 Must win to survive in the NFC East game. At least it's at home, but I have no faith in them anymore, such a horrible quarterback that Drew Bledsoe is. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115833708282865896?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115833708282865896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115833708282865896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115833708282865896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115833708282865896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/status-report.html' title='Status Report'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115809213191158796</id><published>2006-09-12T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T16:16:43.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>G.H.E.T.T.O.</title><content type='html'>Simple title, simpler story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and "girlfriend" ...actually before I get into the story I need to come up with some kind of way of mentioning my girlfriend without actually saying her name. I'd copy Arlene with her "the boy" references, but that doesn't actually seem to fit me. I think I will use "girlfriend" with the quotation marks around it until I figure something better out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so rewind, "Girlfriend" has just moved into a new apartment in VA (Virginia sucks ass) and needed some more stuff for the apartment. Mind you we had already gone to Target and Bed Bath and Beyond (to be referenced as BBB from now on) the day after she moved, but last week she seemed to need some more stuff from BBB. In her typical indecisive fashion she only bought 1 of the things she went for, even though everything she was looking for was in the store, but I digress...the point of this story is in the checkout line. We got rung up at the customer service counter, because for some reason at BBB you need 3 people to work customer service, but only one on the actual registers. While waiting for the cashier to enter in some coupon, I glanced over to the other Customer Service People to see what they were doing. As one of them bent down to pick something up, her shirt lifted up, exposing her lower back...and there it was. A tattoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know plenty has been written and said about the significance of a lower back tattoo on a female i.e. target practice, and/or questionable sexual history. But this one had a more concrete and unmistakable meaning. Her tattoo read &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"G.H.E.T.T.O." &lt;/span&gt;spelled out just like that in some type of gothic font. I don't think I've seen a more questionable tattoo that was just one word. It was like a stroke of brilliance on her part. I'm sure she asked herself "What tattoo can I get that explains me in one word? And what location should I put it in for maximum impact" and thus the word "ghetto" on her back was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girlfriend" noticed the tattoo as well and as we are walking out of the store we both pretty much had the same reaction "Well I think that summed up everything we need to know about that person without having spoken to her once". I questioned whether or not I should mention that she was Black/African American/whatever...I figure most of you would make that assumption anyway. Maybe I'm being to judgmental but at this point I don't care, whatever person decides that's something that needs to be on her body in that place, probably has little to nothing in common with me other than skin color. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black people make me sad some times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115809213191158796?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115809213191158796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115809213191158796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115809213191158796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115809213191158796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/ghetto.html' title='G.H.E.T.T.O.'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115808689203393962</id><published>2006-09-12T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:41:08.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Parking Game</title><content type='html'>This held my attention for a few minutes today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.107.peugeot.co.uk/peugeot.swf"&gt;Parking Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jordan(NY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115808689203393962?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115808689203393962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115808689203393962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115808689203393962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115808689203393962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/some-parking-game.html' title='Some Parking Game'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115765488997894906</id><published>2006-09-07T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T14:48:10.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11..</title><content type='html'>CNN.com is running a blurb at the top of their page about them airing the original broadcasts from 9/11 online for free this Monday. In real time starting at 8:30am. I am unsure how I feel about this...granted it happened 5 years ago, but still I have vivid memories of the occurrences of the day. I still remember all the details of the day and days after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any mention of 9/11 reminds me of my father. He worked in the World Trade Center from  the mid 1980's til around 1995. As you should know the World Trade Center had been bombed once before in 1994. Not nearly the same scale as 9/11 but at the time it was unheard of. He worked on the 33rd floor at that time, and at the last minute he decided to go to a meeting in another part of Manhattan instead of staying in the building. I was in middle school at the time and I remember being rushed to the front office after the bombing so my mother could contact me and then waiting for some kind of contact from my dad...wasn't the most fun of days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you say, why the hell is he writing all of this about his dad, I don't really care. On 9/11 four planes took off that would be involved in the bombings, one coming from Newark Airport. As it turns out my father was flying to Houston that morning for work from Newark Airport at the same time as Flight 93, the flight that ended up crashing in Pennsylvania. His flight took off at 8:51, Flight 93 took off at 8:42. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's me making too much of things, or whatever. But I know exactly how I felt at the time, finding out my father was flying out of Newark that day after the towers had been hit and the plane had crashed in the field...and not being able to contact him to figure out if he was ok or whatever. As much as I've been desensitized to everything you can count me out of watching any rebroadcast of that day. 5 years or 50 years, I have no desire to open that back up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I will try to fight the urge to write about the state of America in those past 5 years since 9/11, but I won't make any guarantees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115765488997894906?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115765488997894906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115765488997894906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115765488997894906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115765488997894906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/911.html' title='9/11..'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115751440833822776</id><published>2006-09-05T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:46:48.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lewis Black</title><content type='html'>I think &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lewis_Black"&gt;Lewis Black&lt;/a&gt; is funny, some people don't. Whatever. Here's a clip of one of his performances. It's 20 minutes long so don't say I didn't warn you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nkTbC9e0dlM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nkTbC9e0dlM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115751440833822776?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115751440833822776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115751440833822776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115751440833822776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115751440833822776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/lewis-black.html' title='Lewis Black'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115751390850387258</id><published>2006-09-05T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:38:28.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Burning Questions...</title><content type='html'>1. Why does it get harder and harder to stay in contact with certain friends and not others, and how is this even possible with all the technology present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The process that goes into greenlighting movies, and who pulls the final trigger? Like I want names and addresses for each studio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why am I still working for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's so wrong with me wanting to wake up on sundays at 10am and watch football talk or actual football until midnight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why do they have to ruin college with all those silly ass classes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Why aren't there any working ATMs in the working class section of Alexandria, VA on Mount Vernon Rd.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Why on earth did I sign up for myspace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115751390850387258?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115751390850387258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115751390850387258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115751390850387258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115751390850387258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-burning-questions.html' title='More Burning Questions...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115712518870348123</id><published>2006-09-01T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:39:48.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Donkey Sports, Inc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/donkey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/donkey2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Deadspin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I need to do much explaining here, as the picture should say it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company will also provide::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Referee and game ball.&lt;br /&gt;• Clean, well-cared for donkeys.&lt;br /&gt;• Valid livestock health certificates.&lt;br /&gt;• Easy to understand game organization information.&lt;br /&gt;• Shoes that will not mark any floor.&lt;br /&gt;• IMMEDIATE euthanasia to avoid any potential Barbaro situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadspin.com/sports/donkey-basketball/things-that-peta-is-better-off-not-knowing-about-no-112-197840.php"&gt;Original Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://donkeysports.com/"&gt;Donkey Sports Inc. Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Rowe sent me this link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115712518870348123?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115712518870348123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115712518870348123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115712518870348123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115712518870348123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/donkey-sports-inc.html' title='Donkey Sports, Inc.'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115712092594212378</id><published>2006-09-01T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T10:28:47.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those days where I'd much rather just sit in Starbucks with my laptop and watch people walk by. It's raining, and just generally crappy out...This makes me long for the days in college when I either didn't have class, or didn't go and hung out with Jordan (not wigdor) and just watched people and shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm stuck in my soul less little office, with no windows, just with the knowledge that it's crappy outside and I'm trapped here until at least 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will write a long blog about something today, or maybe I will close my door and listen to music 'til 3pm..who knows. All I know is I don't want to be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115712092594212378?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115712092594212378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115712092594212378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115712092594212378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115712092594212378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/09/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115702532356096734</id><published>2006-08-31T07:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:55:23.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've fallen and I can't get up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eQLxVEWElQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eQLxVEWElQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a classic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115702532356096734?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115702532356096734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115702532356096734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115702532356096734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115702532356096734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-fallen-and-i-cant-get-up.html' title='I&apos;ve fallen and I can&apos;t get up!!'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115686441683087485</id><published>2006-08-29T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T11:13:37.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Debate you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/200px-George-W-Bush.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/200px-George-W-Bush.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/200px-Mahmoud_Ahmadinejad_front_view.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/200px-Mahmoud_Ahmadinejad_front_view.jpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;            Debate 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get into work this morning, (mounds of work to do by the way) and read that Iranian President &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahmoud_Ahmadinejad"&gt;Mahmoud Ahmadinejad&lt;/a&gt; has challenged GW Bush to an open debate. Now I don't know anything about the Iranian President, nor do I wish to. But damn if I wouldn't want to see this debate. Can you imagine Dubya trying to cheat his way through a real debate with someone of moderate intelligence...from a DIFFERENT COUNTRY...all of the cliched american phrases Dubya uses would be pointless and completely misunderstood. The Iranian president guy could end up running circles around Bush further embarrassing our village idiot President. Tell me you wouldn't pay $50 to see this in High Definition PPV, with GW furrowing his brow and sweating like a pig when someone asks him about his nukes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/meast/08/29/iran.nuclear/index.html"&gt;Iran's leader calls for TV debate with Bush&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115686441683087485?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115686441683087485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115686441683087485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115686441683087485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115686441683087485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/debate-you-say.html' title='A Debate you say?'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115679528706132772</id><published>2006-08-28T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T16:01:27.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Movie Reviews...kind of</title><content type='html'>Let me start by saying this, the reviews is in plural form in the title because there are some nasty rumors floating around the internets that I saw &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0462590/"&gt;Step Up&lt;/a&gt; this past weekend. I'd like to say that it's a falsehood that I actually "saw" said movie, seeing that I didn't actually pay attention throughout the entire movie. But I will give some quick thoughts on it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Negatives: Almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positives: It was filmed in Maryland (mostly Baltimore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other movie I saw was &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0417225/"&gt;Idlewild&lt;/a&gt;, which I had been mildly anticipating for some time. I can't decide if it lived up to the hype or not as I don't really recall there being that much hype for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an okay flick, nothing spectacular. Some of the camera work was really good, some of it wasn't. The story line was completely lifted from other sources, almost scene for scene. Although, I have to admit this was expected being that the director/writer Bryan Barber has never done any film work before outside of directing music videos. At many times the movie does seem like a long(er) music video. Also, I'm not really sure how I feel about people rapping during the 1930s prohibition era south. I understand OutKast is rap group, but it still seems pretty weird to me. The acting was solid outside of Big Boi (Antwan Patton) who probably needed some more coaching or something. You can at least tell that Andre 3000 at least works at being an actor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot was pretty thin, but since I think a few of my myriad (laughter) readers haven't seen the movie I wont spoil it for you yet. However, the major disappointment for me was the soundtrack. This movie was filmed in 2004 and it's original soundtrack was supposed to be OutKast's Speakerboxxx/The Love Below. Unfortunately, they couldn't find a distributor in time for the album release so they pushed the movie back. Which is fine. What pisses me off is, OutKast did another album/soundtrack to coincide with the release of the movie now, and quite frankly the album sucks. It sounds sloppily made and only features them together on 2 songs. Much of the disdain I had saved up for the album was toned down by the fact that it was movie soundtrack for a film set in the 1930s so obviously it was going to sound a bit different from their other work. BUT 90% OF THE SONGS IN THE MOVIE ARE FROM SPEAKERBOXXX/THE LOVE BELOW!! On my count, 4 of the songs from this latest 19 song set, made the actual movie. And two were played at the very end as if they were just thrown in. So the question is...why make such a crappy sounding album/soundtrack, when the majority of the songs on it aren't going to be used in the movie anyway. I don't get it. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 out of 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115679528706132772?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115679528706132772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115679528706132772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115679528706132772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115679528706132772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/quick-movie-reviewskind-of.html' title='Quick Movie Reviews...kind of'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115651666352245869</id><published>2006-08-25T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T11:14:20.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prep-Unit - Tea Partay</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTU2He2BIc0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTU2He2BIc0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to explain this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems this is a promotional ad for some stupid Smirnoff Drink. Here's the website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teapartay.com/"&gt;Tea Partay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teapartay.com/NR/rdonlyres/04FC58ED-9C5F-46DE-B60E-84D39394D4F6/0/handbook.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Official Prepsta Handbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Bethesda, MD now has an official gang sign (check pages 6-7)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115651666352245869?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115651666352245869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115651666352245869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115651666352245869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115651666352245869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/prep-unit-tea-partay.html' title='Prep-Unit - Tea Partay'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115643950307644344</id><published>2006-08-24T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T13:13:04.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Living Color</title><content type='html'>A quality program from the early to mid 90's (it got decidedly worse towards the end of its run) and besides the careers of the Wayans family it also launched the careers of two Academy Award nominees/winners &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000120/"&gt;Jim Carrey&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004937/"&gt;Jamie Foxx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being at a friends house and finding out that he wasn't allowed to watch In Living Color, and being visibly outraged at his parents to the point where I called my mom to come get me so I could watch it (she didn't come get me, but I was still pissed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some memorable clips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vanilla Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Acb5205wCS8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Acb5205wCS8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wanda/En Vogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jPMjHr14L58"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jPMjHr14L58" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Baby Got Snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-N3WE3GMDw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-N3WE3GMDw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Booked on Phonics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc4tUFWCHdg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc4tUFWCHdg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115643950307644344?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115643950307644344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115643950307644344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115643950307644344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115643950307644344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-living-color.html' title='In Living Color'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115643863954447504</id><published>2006-08-24T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T12:57:19.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes on a Plane...the Review</title><content type='html'>Alright, this will be my last post about &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0417148/"&gt;Snakes on a Plane&lt;/a&gt;...I promise. I should have posted this days ago, but I actually had work to do, forgive me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday's events had been planned for a while. Happy hour/Open Bar at 1223(which I must say had I found out about it maybe 3 years ago, I'd be at every week, 'cause it's really ever alcoholics dream...$20 cover, all the top shelf liquor you can handle), after which we would head down to Gallery Place for the 10:10pm showing of Snakes on a Plane, and then most likely seeing that we had probably sobered up, head back out drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some might say this is a bad idea, you'll be hammered by the time you get to the movie theater, etc...blah blah blah. Even some of the people in our group disagreed initially, but they were persuaded by the opportunity to drink more afterwards. I'm told that we left 1223 around 9pm, however I have no real recollection of getting on the metro to go to gallery place. I do have a picture that proves this happened though. Got to the movie theater about a half hour early so they were not letting people into the actual theater year for SoaP. I quickly deceived the ticket jockey with a story about having the use the bathroom and coming right back to the line. Whatever. I got some popcorn and a hot dog (i needed actual food to keep the excessive amount of liquor down) and went in the theater to save seats while my friends stood in line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 10:05 everyone was in the theater...and herein lies the appeal of this movie. The crowd was insane. Theater was packed to the gills with people who seemed to have the same idea we had in getting drunk before hand and then watching the movie. Very diverse crowd, obviously a decent amount of college students, then your internet nerds (one person had a laptop with them and was doing a live blog from the theater) and other various people caught up in the internet/blogosphere hype. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now plenty of people have asked me about the movie, how it was, was it good, etc. Those are the wrong questions to ask. You already know a movie called Snakes on a Plane isn't going to win an oscar. Like if you were looking for a quality MOVIE to spend your money on per se, this really isn't a flick for you. But if you were looking to have a good time with a raucous crowd booing, cheering, screaming, ranting, etc it's well worth any money you spend on it. The overall movie experience I had while watching the movie was probably the best I'd ever been a part of. Quick example...for anyone who has seen &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0357413/"&gt;Anchorman&lt;/a&gt;, the actor who played Champ Kind (&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0462712/"&gt;David Koechner&lt;/a&gt;), the sports anchor...is one of the pilots in the movie. So if you remember Anchorman, champs signature call was a drawn out WHHAAMMMYYY! So in turn during SoaP everytime he did something on screen the crowd would scream out WHAMMMYYY! at the top of their lungs. It was highly entertaining. During one part when an old lady is dying from a snake bite...I booed vociferously and made other comments about their not being enough snakes which seemed to draw the enjoyment of those sitting around me. Although I think it did draw the ire of someone in the back corner who threw out an STFU to which I responded in turn with a derisive FUCK YOU! In addition, the crowd also cheered through the famous expletive snakes line given by Sam Jackson towards the end of the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way I could judge this movie had I seen it in a different crowd setting. The hypeness (i know it's not a word) of the crowd made the evening enjoyable no matter what I was watching. So I'd advise if you were going to see it, make sure you could replicated the same kind of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;br /&gt;Movie: 3 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;Experience: 5 out of 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115643863954447504?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115643863954447504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115643863954447504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115643863954447504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115643863954447504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/snakes-on-planethe-review.html' title='Snakes on a Plane...the Review'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115630548886145943</id><published>2006-08-22T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T23:58:08.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Levees Broke...</title><content type='html'>I rarely get into discussions about politics, because at the core of it I feel like most conversations are pointless and frivolous because when the conversation is over nothing has changed. In addition, I'm far too well off in my life to consider my self a victim of the faulty political system. Also, rarely do I speak about anything particularly serious on this site, 'cause really what's the point. No one wants to hear me get all stodgy and serious about a topic. However, I just watched the final 2 hours of the Spike Lee Documentary, "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0783612/"&gt;When the Levees Broke: A Requiem in Four Acts&lt;/a&gt;" on HBO and I implore anyone who reads this to watch it the next time it comes on. If you couldn't figure it out from the title it's about the Hurricane Katrina tragedy of last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I'm not a huge fan of Spike Lee. I think many times he tries to be so overly blatant with his message that it takes away from a lot of his films. This documentary isn't really an exception to that rule, but even with Spikes usual pounding home of his message, the strength of the film isn't lost. I'm not begging you to watch all 4 hours of it, nor am I trying to sell you on some revolutionary cause. I just think people need to see (a version) of what happened and is still going on in a part of the United States. Even if you only watch 15 minutes, you'll be doing yourself a favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visuals alone are powerful enough without the words, and even if you have no feelings about the situation down there...I'd bet the film still had an impact on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes back on HBO in its full four hour entirety on Tuesday, August 29th (the one year "anniversary" of Hurricane Katrina) from 8pm to Midnight. If you don't have HBO, and actually know me personally, contact me and i'll let you watch it here, or shit I'll even record it if you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/docs/programs/whentheleveesbroke/index.html"&gt;HBO Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115630548886145943?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115630548886145943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115630548886145943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115630548886145943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115630548886145943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-levees-broke.html' title='When the Levees Broke...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115592877740402564</id><published>2006-08-18T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T15:19:37.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Chat with Flex Alexander...Star of Snakes on a Plane</title><content type='html'>Just think...after tonight, and the obvious movie review I do of it next tuesday, you'll never have to hear about Snakes on a Plane again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/discussion/2006/08/17/DI2006081701125.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snakes on a Plane Chat with Flex Alexander&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Excerpt: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;College Park, Md.:&lt;/span&gt; How is this movie different from any of the hundreds of horrible SciFi channel movies about snakes/scorpions/sharks/spiders or any other animal that can kill you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Flex Alexander:&lt;/span&gt; Because none of those animals or insects have you trapped on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0018416/"&gt;Flex Alexander&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: yes thats the same Flex Alexander from such shows as "Homeboys in Outer Space", and "Where I Live" featuring the omnipotent &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0234791/"&gt;Doug E. Doug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115592877740402564?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115592877740402564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115592877740402564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115592877740402564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115592877740402564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/live-chat-with-flex-alexanderstar-of.html' title='Live Chat with Flex Alexander...Star of Snakes on a Plane'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115570117418763013</id><published>2006-08-16T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:06:14.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Snake Movies</title><content type='html'>From digg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor or Snakes on a Plane being released this friday...here is a list of the top 10 snake movies of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmforce.ign.com/articles/724/724901p1.html"&gt;Top Ten Snake Movies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Anacondas: The Hunt For the Blood Orchid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should really be called, Hunt For a Snake Orgy, because after seeing that trailer in the theater, that's all I could think about. "You mean there's some kind of snake orgy in the jungle?" That's the line. We've all seen some pretty weird stuff on the information superhighway (AKA the Internet), but before Blood Orchid, could any of us claim to have seen a writhing ball of snakes nooking on each other? No, no we could not. Thank you, Anacondas: The Hunt For the Blood Orchid. You are nothing if not educational.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115570117418763013?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115570117418763013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115570117418763013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115570117418763013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115570117418763013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/top-ten-snake-movies.html' title='Top Ten Snake Movies'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115561234231954891</id><published>2006-08-14T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:25:42.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grade Three Geography Test</title><content type='html'>Should not be hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digyourowngrave.com/grade-three-geography-test/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those silly ass midwestern states...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115561234231954891?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115561234231954891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115561234231954891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115561234231954891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115561234231954891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/grade-three-geography-test.html' title='Grade Three Geography Test'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115559918192860389</id><published>2006-08-14T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:46:21.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPN to 10 Unsportsmanlike Plays</title><content type='html'>I needed to do a YouTube post...so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ff3F0cysQU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ff3F0cysQU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly like number 8...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115559918192860389?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115530555523043280</id><published>2006-08-11T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:12:35.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wu-Peanuts Cartoon Update</title><content type='html'>The people from that site alerted me that there were more comic strips available...so here are the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ohword.com/gallery4/389/the-complete-wu-peanuts-collection"&gt;The Complete Wu-Peanuts Collection &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the new selections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/400/375.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/400/378.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115530555523043280?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115530555523043280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115530555523043280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115530555523043280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115530555523043280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/wu-peanuts-cartoon-update.html' title='Wu-Peanuts Cartoon Update'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115530495349513175</id><published>2006-08-11T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:02:33.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephen Colbert On Notice Board Generator</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://www.shipbrook.com/onnotice/"&gt;shipbrook.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/OnNotice.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/OnNotice.php.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're all on notice...don't ask why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115530495349513175?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115530495349513175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115530495349513175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115530495349513175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115530495349513175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/stephen-colbert-on-notice-board.html' title='Stephen Colbert On Notice Board Generator'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115514026786871545</id><published>2006-08-09T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T12:20:22.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maurice Clarett vs. Chris Henry</title><content type='html'>This one is a battle for the ages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of Maurice Clarett's most recent &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/nfl/news/story?id=2544230"&gt;arrest&lt;/a&gt;, I had a few conversations with people discussing the downward spiral of his career. With one friend commenting that his was the quickest he had ever seen. However, this got my mind rolling about his rap sheet in general and I needed to find someone with comparable off the field issues. On a side note, as a Miami Hurricane football fan I'm incensed that they guy who cost us the 2003 National Title turned out to be a complete bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The player I came up with as my trump card is Cincinnati Bengals Wide Receiver &lt;a href="http://www.nfl.com/players/playerpage/412641"&gt;Chris Henry&lt;/a&gt;. As far as on the field he's easily a better player than Clarett and had a pretty good 2005 season. But then the season ended...and that's where the fun starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the tale of the tape:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/98ddf22b-b1b3-404c-b3ef-800166551890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 128px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/200/98ddf22b-b1b3-404c-b3ef-800166551890.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice Clarett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born: October 29, 1983 in Youngstown, Ohio&lt;br /&gt;5'9" 228 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rap Sheet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On January 1, 2006, police announced that they were searching for Clarett in relation to two incidents of armed robbery that took place at 1:46am outside the Opium Lounge danceclub in Columbus, Ohio. Clarett is alleged to have robbed two people with a .45 caliber handgun and then escaped in a white SUV with two unidentified persons. Clarett reportedly made off with only a cell phone valued at $150 belonging to one of the victims.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On February 10, Clarett was indicted by a Franklin County (Ohio) grand jury on two counts of aggravated robbery with gun specifications and five other counts. If convicted, he could be sentenced to up to 25 years in prison.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the early morning hours of August 9, 2006, Clarett was arrested in Columbus, Ohio, after he failed to comply with police after leading them on a chase in his sport utility vehicle. After driving over a police-mounted spike strip, the chase ended in a nearby restaurant parking lot. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;According to a police spokesman, the officers also discovered four loaded guns and an open bottle of vodka in the SUV&lt;/span&gt;. The officers were forced to use mace to subdue Clarett after a stun-gun proved ineffective because he was wearing a bullet-proof vest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Pretty good, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not better than this though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/kscriven/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/kscriven/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/s7259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 119px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/200/s7259.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Henry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born: May 17, 1983 in New Orleans, Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;6'4" 200lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On December 15, 2005 he was pulled over in Northern Kentucky for speeding and marijuana was found in his shoes. He was also driving without a valid driver's license, and without auto insurance. On January 30, 2006, he was arrested in Orlando for multiple gun charges including concealment and aggravated assault with a firearm. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He was reported to have been wearing his Number 15 Bengals jersey at the time of his arrest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, Cincinnati media reported on May 4, 2006, that Henry is being investigated by Covington police in connection with a sex crime, which allegedly occurred in a hotel room in Covington, Kentucky early on April 30, 2006. No charges have yet been filed, and on May 24, 2006, Covington police reported that there is no proof anything happened and that the alleged victim might now face charges for filing a false police report.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On June 3, 2006 Chris Henry was pulled over outside on Interstate 275 at 1:18 a.m by Ohio Highway Trooper Michael Shimko. At 2:06 a.m. Henry voluntairly submitted to a breathlizer test at Milford Police Department and registered a .092 blood-alcohol level, .012 above the level permitted by Ohio law.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've come to the conclusion that Chris Henry wins for the fact that he was caught committing a crime while wearing his own jersey. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Henry"&gt;Chris Henry Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maurice_Clarett"&gt;Maurice Clarett Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pro-football-reference.com/players/HenrCh00.htm"&gt;Chris Henry Football Reference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pro-football-reference.com/players/ClarMa00.htm"&gt;Maurice Clarett Football Reference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115514026786871545?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115514026786871545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115514026786871545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115514026786871545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115514026786871545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/maurice-clarett-vs-chris-henry.html' title='Maurice Clarett vs. Chris Henry'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115509346038577222</id><published>2006-08-08T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:17:40.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wu-Peanuts</title><content type='html'>From ohword.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Mr. Spence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/400/262.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/261.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/400/261.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ohword.com/gallery3/270/cartoon-capers-wu-tang-vs-peanuts"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wu-Tang vs. Peanuts pt. 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ohword.com/gallery3/285/cartoon-capers-wu-tang-vs-peanuts-2"&gt;Wu-Tang vs. Peanuts pt. 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115509346038577222?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115509346038577222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115509346038577222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115509346038577222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115509346038577222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/wu-peanuts.html' title='Wu-Peanuts'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115506838204809627</id><published>2006-08-08T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T16:19:42.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to...blog about...</title><content type='html'>Occasionally the handful of people who read this insipid nonsense I write request that certain things be written about or posted on. Here are a few things that are currently being worked or are in the offing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Top 10 Worst Rappers/Hip-Hop Artists (Franchise)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A review of Busta Rhymes and his generally suckass career of late (Cassie)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snakes on a Plane Movie Review&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An update about the importance of Fantasy Sports&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do You like sports, or Pop Culture...why aren't you reading Bill Simmons?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to escape the Corporate World&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why I like hockey (McCoy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The New York City Metropolitan Area...and why it feels like home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reviews of Albums between 1994 and 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others...I think...maybe later. Also I'm pretty sure I'm going to actually be doing work at my job soon, so I'm going to make posts where I actually write something day specific. Like Tuesdays and Thursdays maybe...we'll see. Not that anyone really cares, I know I'm doing all of this for my own amusement, doesn't matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115506838204809627?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115506838204809627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115506838204809627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115506838204809627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115506838204809627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-toblog-about.html' title='Things to...blog about...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115466203367591403</id><published>2006-08-03T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:27:13.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Steal a Laptop in Broad Daylight</title><content type='html'>Courageous theft of a laptop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=2061842890783782238"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hey you know I was interested in a new MacBook...hmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115466203367591403?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115466203367591403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115466203367591403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115466203367591403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115466203367591403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-to-steal-laptop-in-broad-daylight.html' title='How to Steal a Laptop in Broad Daylight'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115462882694222251</id><published>2006-08-03T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T14:13:46.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deckchair Traps Croatian By the balls.</title><content type='html'>Mario Visnjic had gone swimming naked in the sea at the Valalta beach in western Croatia. His testicles had shrunk while in the cool sea and slipped through the wooden slats when he sat back down on his wooden deckchair. But as he lay in the sun they expanded back to normal size and got stuck between the slats. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1937986.html?menu="&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/offbeat_news/Deckchair_Traps_Croatian_By_the_balls"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115462882694222251?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115462882694222251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115462882694222251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115462882694222251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115462882694222251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/deckchair-traps-croatian-by-balls.html' title='Deckchair Traps Croatian By the balls.'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115457223861805766</id><published>2006-08-02T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:30:38.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott Stevens Top 10 Hits</title><content type='html'>As you may or may not know. I like hockey...this will be explained in a later post. But as a hockey fan growing up my favorite player was Scott Stevens, a Defenseman. He was well known as one of the best defenders to ever play, but he was also just as well known for his vicious body checking and blatant disregard for the well being for others...here are some of his best hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bSGO4AKJCKg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bSGO4AKJCKg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like number 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115457223861805766?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115457223861805766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115457223861805766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115457223861805766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115457223861805766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/scott-stevens-top-10-hits.html' title='Scott Stevens Top 10 Hits'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115455021396896627</id><published>2006-08-02T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:23:33.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teamless Owners Collecting Big Check from the NBA</title><content type='html'>from Digg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The TV Deal the NBA Wishes It Had Not Made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Silnas of the ABA's St. Louis Spirits still cash in on the contract that began with the merger in 1976.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/sports/la-sp-aba31jul31,0,917243.story"&gt;Money for Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Roughly once a month, the NBA cuts 31 checks to NBA teams as revenue from its multibillion-dollar national television contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only 30 NBA franchises, so who gets the extra check?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money goes to brothers Ozzie and Dan Silna, co-owners of the long-forgotten ABA team, the Spirits of St. Louis."&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115455021396896627?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115455021396896627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115455021396896627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115455021396896627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115455021396896627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/teamless-owners-collecting-big-check.html' title='Teamless Owners Collecting Big Check from the NBA'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115454613567854058</id><published>2006-08-02T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T15:17:29.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacino vs. DeNiro...Re Post</title><content type='html'>Back when I originally started this blog...I'm still not really sure why I started it, but whatever, one of the first few articles I posted was from Bill Simmons on his breakdown of the Pacino vs. DeNiro battle. Today he did an article about Big Papi vs. Larry Bird...which I realized most of the people who read this couldn't care less about, but it made me think about this article. So now I'm gonna repost. Cause again, I'm lazy and don't really feel like doing any of my own writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pacino vs. DeNiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SG:&lt;/b&gt; I'll be honest ... this question sat in my "Potential Mailbag Questions"  file for an entire summer. I was afraid to answer it. Wouldn't you be afraid?  Pacino vs. De Niro? The two most famous, influential actors of the past 30  years? I feel like I'm about to walk on Mars ... I probably won't return safely, but I can't resist.  All right, let's break this down, Dr. Jack-style:  &lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="2" width="5"&gt;&lt;spacer type="block" height="1" width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="195"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sports.espn.go.com/media/pg2/2002/0703/photo/mgm_bull2_i.jpg" alt="" raging="" bull="" border="0" height="262" vspace="4" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="195"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, arial, geneva;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Robert De Niro became Jake LaMotta, but he couldn't knock out Al Pacino's Michael Corleone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakthrough performance&lt;/b&gt; -- Pacino with Michael Corleone in "The  Godfather"; De Niro with Young Vito Corleone in "Godfather II." Yikes.  Pacino's part was more important, only because Michael evolved as a character  from "good-hearted, wide-eyed pup" to "evil mob boss" in the span of three  hours, and the scene where he kills Solazzo and McCloskey at Louis'  Ristorante has to rank among the most difficult scenes to pull off. If Pacino  choked with that part, "Godfather I" would have failed miserably.  As for De Niro, his performance in "Godfather II" was incredible -- he  actually made you believe that he was the young Marlon Brando playing the  young Vito Corleone. Read that sentence again. But it was a supporting part  ... the movie could have survived without a home run performance from him.  And remember, Coppola auditioned both Pacino &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; De Niro for Michael's  part when he was casting "The Godfather," with Pacino winning out. That's just enough to give him the nod. EDGE: PACINO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defining performance&lt;/b&gt; -- "Godfather II" for Pacino, "Raging Bull" for  De Niro (the two most important performances by a male actor in the past 30  years). De Niro learned how to box, he gained 60 pounds ... I mean, he &lt;i&gt;became&lt;/i&gt; Jake LaMotta.   But I'm still going with Pacino here, only because that's the one movie where  I always think to myself, "Good God, he is absolutely &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt; in this"  every time I watch it. Just an electric performance from start to finish,  like watching Pedro at his peak: Four pitches working, 98 mph fastball,  everything for strikes. The scene where Diane Keaton tells him about her  abortion, and Pacino's face starts to shake ... that's an absolute acting &lt;i&gt; clinic&lt;/i&gt;. I'm getting goosebumps just thinking about it. SLIGHT EDGE: PACINO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consistency&lt;/b&gt; -- Pacino's prime lasted from 1972 ("The Godfather") through 1983 ("Serpico," "Godfather II," "Dog Day Afternoon," "And Justice For All," "Cruising," "Scarface"), with a resurgence for most of the '90s ("Godfather III," "Scent of a Woman," "Carlito's Way," "Heat," "The Insider," "Any Given Sunday"). I always thought that "Scent of a Woman"'s success was the worst thing that could have happened to him -- after he won the Oscar, he basically played the "Scent of a Woman" guy in every movie after that. Hoo-hah!!!!!   De Niro's prime lasted much longer -- initially from 1974 ("Godfather II")  through 1980 ("Taxi Driver," "The Deer Hunter," "Raging Bull"), with a  resurgence in the late-'80s ("The Untouchables," "Midnight Run,"  "Awakenings," "Goodfellas," "Cape Fear," "This Boy's Life," "Bronx Tale,"  "Casino," "Heat"), and then &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; resurgence in the late-'90s when  he started doing comedies ("Analyze This," "Meet the Parents"). Just a more  interesting, consistent, complete body of work, capped off by his improbable  comedy success over these last few years (much like Barry Bonds improbably  finishing his 30s by belting 73 homers one season and hitting .375 the next).  &lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="2" width="5"&gt;&lt;spacer type="block" height="1" width="5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="275"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sports.espn.go.com/media/pg2/2001/1010/photo/ags_i.jpg" alt="Any Given Sunday" border="0" height="200" vspace="4" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="275"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, arial, geneva;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Over-the-Top Pacino was past his prime in "Any Given Sunday."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  Put it this way: If you were trapped on a desert island and could import all  of De Niro's movies or all of Pacino's movies, you'd probably pick De Niro  (unless you couldn't live without "Scarface" and "Godfather I"). Just more to choose from. EDGE: De NIRO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believability as a cop&lt;/b&gt; -- Pacino was more believable as a detective;  De Niro was more believable as a cop. So why didn't somebody write a movie  where Pacino (as a detective) and De Niro (as a cop) banded together to solve  a crime? Frankly, I have no idea. EDGE: TIE.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most admirable misfire&lt;/b&gt; -- De Niro as a stalker comedian in "King of  Comedy" (he just couldn't pull it off); Pacino as a Cuban drug dealer in  "Scarface" (you forget, that movie absolutely &lt;i&gt;bombed&lt;/i&gt; when it came  out). Which movie will you remember 20 years from now? BIG EDGE: PACINO.  &lt;b&gt;Range&lt;/b&gt; -- De Niro in a walk, mainly because he could throw anything at you -- Funny De Niro, Deadpan De Niro, Scary Mobster De Niro, Quiet Cop De Niro, Intense De Niro, Crazy Cop De Niro, Just Plain Crazy De Niro, Athletic De Niro, Killer De Niro, Quirky De Niro, Kindhearted DeNiro and so on. Pacino could only offer Quiet Cop Pacino, Abrasive Cop Pacino, Brooding Pacino, Crazy Pacino, Intense Pacino, Scary Pacino and Over-the-Top Pacino. There was never really Funny Pacino, unless we're talking in the Unintentional Comedy sense. Ironically enough, neither of them could pull off Romantic Pacino or Romantic De Niro (it always felt uncomfortable).  Four performances from the latter part of De Niro's career really set him  apart: 1) "Midnight Run" (genuinely funny, genuinely likable, carried the  movie on sheer personality, his most underrated performance), 2) "This Boy's  Life" (as the meanspirited stepfather), 3) "Bronx Tale" (as the likable bus  driver), and 4) "Heat" (without having much to work with -- that bank robber  was a blank slate). I'm not sure Pacino could have pulled off any of those roles. EDGE: De NIRO.  (And that reminds me ...)  &lt;b&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switch&lt;/b&gt; -- If you switched their careers and had Pacino play all of  De Niro's parts, and vice-versa, who would have done a better job? De Niro  wouldn't have nailed any of Pacino's over-the-top parts ("Scent of a Woman,"  "Heat," "And Justice For All"), and I can't imagine him pulling off the  quiet, conflicted-about-possibly-being-gay police officer infiltrating the  Manhattan gay scene in "Cruising" (it would have played like an "SNL" skit).  He definitely would have taken Tony Montana and Michael Corleone somewhere  (maybe not the same heights, but somewhere). And I think he matches anything else.  But Pacino with De Niro's parts? None of the comedy roles would have worked.  "Cape Fear" and "Raging Bull" wouldn't have worked. He couldn't have played  the young Vito Corleone. He probably could have handled the mob parts and  most of the cop parts, and the only movie he would have improved was "King of  Comedy." It just wouldn't have worked as well as De Niro with Pacino's career. EDGE: De NIRO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ability to avoid unintentional comedy&lt;/b&gt; -- Pacino takes the cake here.  Ellen Barkin groping him in "Sea of Love," the dancing scenes in "Cruising"  and "Scarface," the "She's got a great ass!" scene in Heat ... the list is  endless. De Niro never made you laugh unless it was intentional. EDGE: De NIRO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most improbable character that somehow worked&lt;/b&gt; -- "Cape Fear" was one  of those movies that you only watched once (a little too disturbing, a little  too disorienting), but De Niro transformed himself for the role of Max Cady --  ripped body, long hair, Southern accent, tattoos, the works. Ten minutes into  the movie, you didn't even remember that it was him. &lt;i&gt;I got you now!&lt;/i&gt; As for Pacino, he was handed one of the most impossible parts ever -- play a swaggering drug dealer with no redeeming qualities, adopt a Cuban accent, say everything from the side of your mouth, drop F-bombs every few minutes, have your character slowly become a coked-up maniac as the movie drags along, carry every single scene you're in, do everything in the most over-the-top fashion possible, and somehow keep the audience rooting for you in the final 20 minutes -- and somehow pulled it off, singlehandedly making "Scarface" one of the signature pop culture movies of the past 20 years.   And if you don't like it ... well, (bleep) you, how's that? EDGE: PACINO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shamelessness about selling out&lt;/b&gt; -- Hey, it's not like Pacino hasn't  taken a few roles just for cash ("The Devil's Advocate," "Godfather III,"  "Simone" and "Dick Tracy," to name four). But he always picked his spots, at  least until recently, and every Pacino movie always managed to feel like an event, even if it sucked.  Not De Niro. The way he sold out over the past 15 years has almost been  jarring: "15 Minutes," "Rocky and Bullwinkle," "Showtime," "The Fan,"  "Frankenstein," "Marvin's Room," "Great Expectations" and "Backdraft," as  well as a number of below-average films that he inexplicably accepted  ("Stanley and Iris," "Mad Dog and Glory," "Guilty By Suspicion," "Night and  the City," "We're No Angels"). Bob, feel free to say no every once in a  while. It's okay. BIG EDGE: PACINO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most influential line on pop culture&lt;/b&gt; -- De Niro has "You talkin' to me?  You talkin' to me?"; Pacino has "Just when I thought I was out, &lt;i&gt;they pull  me back in&lt;/i&gt;." Which one do you use more? I thought so. EDGE: PACINO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild card&lt;/b&gt; -- My buddy Gus (who's legally changing his name to "My  Buddy Gus" next month) pointed this one out: In Pacino's movies, there's  always a definitive scene that you remember, one of those Pacino Scenes where  he basically tells the director, "When I'm finished with this take, we'll  just send it right to the Oscar committee" (like the "I woulda taken a FLAME  THROWER to this place!" from "Scent of a Woman,' or the final locker room  speech in "Any Given Sunday"). No matter how bad the movie, Pacino always has  that one memorable scene (even in "Devil's Advocate," which may have been the  worst two hours of my life).  De Niro just isn't that type of actor; he's always better in understated  scenes (like the scene in "Midnight Run" when he goes to borrow money from  his ex-wife). If they were pitchers, De Niro would be Greg Maddux (steady and  brilliant) and Pacino would be Randy Johnson (you never know what he's  capable of next). Whatever the case, I think Pacino gets a small edge here,  only because a collage of his best scenes would be more fun to watch than a  collage of De Niro's best scenes. EDGE: PACINO.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head-to-head matchup&lt;/b&gt; -- As we all know, Pacino and DeNiro shared one  major scene together, the diner scene in "Heat," one of the five or six most  exciting moments of my life as a movie fan (I still remember seeing it for  the first time, thinking to myself, "Good God, is this really happening?").  That's also one of those rare scenes in a movie where you're flicking  channels, you know it's coming up soon, and you'll hang around for 15 minutes  just until it comes on ... and after watching that scene roughly 73,456 times  on cable over the last seven years, I'm giving De Niro a slight edge.   Here's why ...  It was dead-even right until the end. Pacino did his "Brotha, you are going  down" routine. De Niro did his "There's a flip side to that coin ... what if I  have to take &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; down?" routine. And it was a dead heat. Both of them hit it  out of the park. Except right at the end, Pacino broke into a slight smile,  almost like he couldn't handle the moment -- either it was too intense, or he  couldn't believe the scene just happened. Either way, it's always bothered  me. His character &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; would have smiled in that scene at that  particular moment. It didn't add up. And it was just enough to give De Niro  the win. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SLIGHT EDGE: De NIRO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115454613567854058?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115454613567854058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115454613567854058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115454613567854058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115454613567854058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/08/pacino-vs-denirore-post.html' title='Pacino vs. DeNiro...Re Post'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115444861440398592</id><published>2006-08-01T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T12:10:14.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghetto Big Mac</title><content type='html'>This one is courtesy of Mr. Spence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ohword.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Remix the Dollar Menu at McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QO6Bq4lQRZ4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QO6Bq4lQRZ4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Being cheaper than cheap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. gotta love the ODB sound clip playing in the background&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115444861440398592?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115444861440398592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115444861440398592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115444861440398592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115444861440398592'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pretty cool, probably old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115435097176231741?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115435097176231741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115435097176231741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115435097176231741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115435097176231741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/simpsons-voices.html' title='Simpsons Voices'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115393138405925329</id><published>2006-07-26T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T12:29:55.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared Owl</title><content type='html'>from digg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U1RPNejyn8Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U1RPNejyn8Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115393138405925329?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115393138405925329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115393138405925329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115393138405925329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115393138405925329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/scared-owl.html' title='Scared Owl'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115393058982286811</id><published>2006-07-26T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T13:07:15.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Album Review: Pharrell - In My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/Pharrell-williams-in-my-mind.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/Pharrell-williams-in-my-mind.4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I will diversify into reviewing albums in other genres, like rock or soul or something else. Actually I can give you a quick review of all Country Music right now. Country Music sucks worse than any other kind of music I have ever heard. I'd rather listen to a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ravi_Shankar"&gt;Ravi Shankar&lt;/a&gt; album on repeat for 24 hours than listen to any type of country music. That's my review of all country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'll stick to R&amp;B/Rap/Hip-Hop, and I'll jump into this Pharrell album. I'm not exactly sure what music type this counts as. I guess it's a mixture of all three. For those of you who have no idea who Pharrell is, or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pharrell_Williams"&gt;Pharrell Williams&lt;/a&gt; to put it better, he's one half of the production team known as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Neptunes"&gt;The Neptunes&lt;/a&gt;. They have worked with artists ranging from Justin Timberlake and Britney Spears to Noreaga and Busta Rhymes. Click on the links if you need any more information than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pharrell has been singing on many of the songs he's produced for years now, and it's not completely abhorrent singing. It's not good by any stretch of the imagination, but there are many worse singers. Well, maybe not many, but there are at least some people who sing worse than him. In recent years he has even shown himself to be an adequate rapper, without needing someone to write lyrics for him ala Sean "Puff Daddy, P. Diddy, Diddy" Combs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the years, he decided that putting out a solo album was in his future. He had already been the frontman for the rap/rock fusion band N.E.R.D., but he wanted to go even more solo than that.  Pharrell came up with the idea of him doing an album half singing and half rapping. That is how "In My Mind" was born. Quick quotes from a friend upon hearing the Pharrell album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While I was listening to the album, I thought Cyndi Lauper was going to hop out at any minute"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It sounds like he wants to be androgynous, in the vein of a Prince, but the talent unfortunately isn't there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It sounds like an 80's pop album"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lead single on the album came out earlier this year, and is probably one of the better tracks on the album. "Can I Have it Like That", sees him going back and forth with Gwen Stefani on a semi infectious hook. His monotone rapping fits the hard driving beat well, and it comes out as a solid song. It's also the first song on the album. When I was in high school and first song on the album was the lead single, the album was usually bad. And unfortunately, the same follows true with this album. It's is as if Pharrell has no idea where he wants to go on this album. At times he sounds like an R&amp;amp;B crooner in the Gregory Abbott vein, other times he's clearly copying Prince. His singing is painfully whiny, almost like Keith Sweat was writing the songs for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Pharrell the rapper, his lyrics are pathetically boring and uninventive. On the track "Raspy Shit" he raps  "you wanna get up in my boat and ride, take pictures with the kid up on Ocean Drive" and blends in other big money items like Ferraris, and more mentions of expensive women's shoes. However, this track is one of the better moments on the album, the rest of the album is pretty pointless with appearances from Snoop Dogg, Nelly, Pusha T from the Clipse, and Jay-Z (who lays one of the laziest Jay-Z verses in recent memory). There is one song that definitely drew my ire. The last track on the album is called "Skateboard P Presents Show You How to Hustle"...now not at one point in his musical career has he ever professed to be any kind of drug dealer or street hustler, however on this song he laments the proper way to hustle drugs or any other kind of illicit material. Unfortunately, he also mentions that he has done none of the things he is saying, taking anyway any credence the song might have had. He explains about knowing people who have hustled and went to jail, etc. Whatever, it's stupid to make a song about a lifestyle you didn't lead and then say on the same song you know other people you did so you are allowed to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are left with an album from Pharrell, that probably none of us wanted in the first place. As I told a friend recently, this album screams out "stick to making music for other artists". Hopefully he will realize that...and move on with his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 2.5 out of 5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115393058982286811?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115393058982286811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115393058982286811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115393058982286811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115393058982286811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/album-review-pharrell-in-my-mind.html' title='Album Review: Pharrell - In My Mind'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115377057484833765</id><published>2006-07-24T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T15:49:34.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Non Sequitur: Snakes on a Plane</title><content type='html'>If you know me, you should already know what Snakes on a Plane is, however I will recap throughout this post if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Jul/August of '05 I was working as on-air talent(hahahahaha), on what seems to be a pretty large radio station in the DC Area, WJFK-FM. At the time I started it was the local DC station that carried Howard Stern's live broadcast, which is a pretty big deal in some circles. Either way, the show I was on needed more bits and things to talk about. One idea we had was to do a Fall movie preview, which we thought would be easy, but wasn't as simple as it seemed. During this big I decided I would start to just look up major stars on &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com"&gt;imdb.com&lt;/a&gt; (if you don't know what imdb.com is, you really need to re examine some things in your life) and see what some of their upcoming movies were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go through the usual suspects, Brad Pitt, George Clooney, Angelina Jolie, etc. Whatever. I then stumble onto none other than Samuel L. Jackson. There are a few movies listed...Freedomland, Black Snake Moan, and others, and then at the bottom "Snakes on a Plane". Now for those of you that are familiar with IMDB, sometimes the titles they have for certain movies, are just the working titles only to be changed in the future. So I look around on the page for information on title changes or whatever. Seems the other working titles for the movie were Flight 121, Pacific Air 121, and Pacific Air Flight 121. I figure that one of those titles will eventually be subbed back in, and I start to lose interest. However, I decide to do a quick search on the title to see what comes up. Much to my astonishment, I find that "Snakes on a Plane" IS the official title. I figure this has to make it to air, and I keep researching. Turns out, Samuel L. Jackson protested the changing of the title stating that it was one of the main reasons he decided to do the movie. He then says "Snakes on a Plane, you either want to see that or you don't".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go on air, and I get to the Samuel L. Jackson movies, I get to Snakes on a Plane and the show comes to a screeching halt. Peter makes me repeat myself on the title, then explain if that was the official title. This led to two segments worth of Snakes on a Plane discussion, with the topics ranging from Peter nicknaming it Snakey Plane, to having listeners call in with sequel ideas (Snakes on a plane 2: Snakes on a train...etc). Needless to say, hilarity ensued, and I think it was one of our better segments on the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there...I was either first, or one of the earliest to start the Snakes on a Plane phenomenon. And best believe on August 18th, I will be in line to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0417148/maindetails"&gt;Snakes on a Plane&lt;/a&gt; (IMDB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snakes_on_a_plane"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snakes on a Plane&lt;/a&gt; (Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snakesonablog.com/"&gt;Snakes on a Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115377057484833765?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115377057484833765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115377057484833765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115377057484833765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115377057484833765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/non-sequitur-snakes-on-plane_24.html' title='Non Sequitur: Snakes on a Plane'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115376497562018877</id><published>2006-07-24T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:16:15.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Worst Referee Calls</title><content type='html'>From digg.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/fitness_top_ten_60/60_fitness_list.html"&gt;Top 10 Worst Referee Calls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Some Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 id="nointelliTXT"&gt;Number 10&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 id="nointelliTXT"&gt;Pittsburgh Steelers vs. Detroit Lions&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1998 NFL Thanksgiving Game &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Referee: &lt;/b&gt;Phil Luckett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A referee is always ribbed about his questionable vision, but for NFL official Phil Luckett, it was one of his other four senses that malfunctioned during an overtime coin toss. Steelers running back Jerome Bettis distinctly called “tails” and his declaration was heard through field audio. But when the coin landed with “tails” facing up, Luckett awarded the ball to &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/fitness_top_ten_60/60_fitness_list.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen; text-decoration: underline; color: darkgreen; background-color: transparent; padding-bottom: 1px;" class="iAs"&gt;the Detroit Lions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outcome:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/fitness_top_ten_60/60_fitness_list.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen; text-decoration: underline; color: darkgreen; background-color: transparent; padding-bottom: 1px;" class="iAs"&gt;The Steelers&lt;/a&gt; kicked off in overtime and never saw the ball again. Detroit would drive down the field and kick the game-winning 42-yard field goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="nointelliTXT"&gt;Number 8&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 id="nointelliTXT"&gt;Kansas City Royals vs. New York Yankees&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1983&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Referee:&lt;/b&gt; Tim McClelland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If being the first &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/fitness_top_ten_60/60b_fitness_list.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen; text-decoration: underline; color: darkgreen; background-color: transparent; padding-bottom: 1px;" class="iAs"&gt;baseball player&lt;/a&gt; to attain 3,000 hits, 300 home runs, 600 doubles, 100 triples, 1,500 runs batted in, and 200 stolen bases isn’t &lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/fitness_top_ten/38_fitness_list.html"&gt;enough to be remembered for&lt;/a&gt;, how about a terrific temper tantrum? When third baseman &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/fitness_top_ten_60/60b_fitness_list.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen; text-decoration: underline; color: darkgreen; background-color: transparent; padding-bottom: 1px;" class="iAs"&gt;George Brett&lt;/a&gt; of the Royals gave his team a 5-4 lead with a ninth-inning two-run home run, Yankees manager Billy Martin protested to the home plate umpire, Tim McClelland, that Brett had more than 18 inches of pine tar on his bat. After a quick measure, McClelland signaled Brett out and awarded the Yankees a victory. Brett stormed out of the dugout and had to be &lt;a href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/fitness_top_ten/50_fitness_list.html"&gt;physically restrained&lt;/a&gt; from a face-to-face confrontation with McClelland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outcome: &lt;/b&gt;The &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.askmen.com/sports/fitness_top_ten_60/60b_fitness_list.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen; text-decoration: underline; color: darkgreen; background-color: transparent; padding-bottom: 1px;" class="iAs"&gt;Royals&lt;/a&gt; obviously felt robbed and protested. American League President Lee MacPhail upheld their objection, stating that an umpire could only remove the bat from the game and could not call the batter out. The remainder of the game was to be completed later in the season, beginning after Brett’s home run. The Royals would hold on for a 5-4 victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I tried finding video of these events, to no avail. If someone finds them let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115376497562018877?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115376497562018877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115376497562018877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115376497562018877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115376497562018877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/top-10-worst-referee-calls.html' title='Top 10 Worst Referee Calls'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115376464234449984</id><published>2006-07-24T13:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:10:42.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting an Early Start</title><content type='html'>from thesmokinggun.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; JULY 18--Claiming that their young daughter discovered a used condom in a Las Vegas hotel bed and then put the rubber in her mouth, a Scottish couple is suing Caesar's Palace for negligence and emotional distress. According to a lawsuit filed July 13 in Clark County District Court, five-year-old Caitlin Kilcoyne found the condom during a July 2004 Sin City visit with her parents Gerald and Jacqueline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/0718062condom1.html"&gt;Hotel Guests Sue over Vegas Condom Shocker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Caitlin "found a used condom in the made up bed in her room...and placed the condom in her mouth,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at least she was using protection?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115376464234449984?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115376464234449984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115376464234449984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115376464234449984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115376464234449984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/getting-early-start.html' title='Getting an Early Start'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115376452163039090</id><published>2006-07-24T13:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:08:41.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sperm Donor Porn???</title><content type='html'>from thesmokinggun.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY 20--Claiming that he found a video camera hidden in the ceiling of a sperm bank's "donation room," a Los Angeles man is suing the firm for negligence and emotional distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/0720061cam1.html"&gt;Man Sues  Sperm Bank over  hidden Camera &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon inspection, Rigberg realized that "there was a hidden surveillance camera on top of the ceiling tile, with the lens of the camera positioned to...capture the activity within the private donor room." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rigberg is described in the lawsuit as a "regular sperm donor" who went to Pacific "to provide an honorable and essential benefit to his community."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115376452163039090?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115376452163039090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115376452163039090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115376452163039090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115376452163039090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/sperm-donor-porn_115376452163039090.html' title='Sperm Donor Porn???'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115341321713293557</id><published>2006-07-20T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T12:33:37.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Blabbering...</title><content type='html'>So yeah, I'm kind of in a funk over some news I got this morning...So I think I'm just gonna spit out a few things that have been on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've just recently moved to &lt;a href="http://www.downtownsilverspring.com/"&gt;"Downtown Silver Spring"&lt;/a&gt; there are a couple things I'll yap about regarding my current status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;took an entire weekend to move about 2 apartments worth of shit...I swear I will never move my own stuff again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I suggest that if you are twentysomething, and living in apartments, and have to actually purchase furniture...buy it from ikea...they have perfected the art of making furniture that lasts just long enough for the transient, constantly moving young adult. You don't know how many times I cursed myself for buying this stupid bedroom set thats gonna last me 10-15 years. That shit is heavy, and now its all fucked up from being moved twice in a year. Whereas the shit i bought from ikea was cheap, easy to move, and if it broke while i was moving...who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Downtown Silver Spring is painstakingly trying to become Downtown Bethesda...it's a ways away, but not completely out of the question. One issue they need to deal with is the influx of urban teenagers (man i sound like a republican, trust me I'm not) to the downtown area at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing like seeing a 15 year old kid with more money in his pocket than me, arguing with a bike cop at 8pm on a monday cause the kid and his crew are loitering in front of City Place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During the move I decided to buy a 50 inch tv...it's great.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;those of you moving in the next few months...Call Comcast at least 2 weeks before your move in date or you will be sitting without cable and internet for weeks...sigh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also to those who don't realize it yet...cable and high speed internet...it's not an option anymore, it's just like the rest of your utility bills...Water, Electricity, Cable/Internet. Anyone who can afford high speed internet and doesn't have it...I have no words for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are no fast food restaurants with drive thru windows in downtown Silver Spring. My roommate drove 20 minutes to get Wendy's last night. If you think real hard about what I said in the beginning you will realize why they don't have any downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's been two weeks now, and half of the stuff for the kitchen hasn't been put away yet...however, the new tv, new tv stand and surround sound system have been set up for at least 9 days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Done for now...maybe more later. I've wanted to post more, but there just hasn't been much to post. I may post some more writing things that I have saved up...but who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115341321713293557?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115341321713293557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115341321713293557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115341321713293557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115341321713293557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/random-blabbering.html' title='Random Blabbering...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115341153162541034</id><published>2006-07-20T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T12:05:31.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac ad Parody - Best Week Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d522bxLm_Nc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d522bxLm_Nc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115341153162541034?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115341153162541034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115341153162541034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115341153162541034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115341153162541034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/mac-ad-parody-best-week-ever.html' title='Mac ad Parody - Best Week Ever'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115325221595506216</id><published>2006-07-18T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T15:50:15.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final BET UnCut Segment...</title><content type='html'>Sorry it took me so long to put this up...but they put together a montage of some of the greatest moments of BET UnCut. Tears may fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iHFGNQk85x0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iHFGNQk85x0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115325221595506216?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115325221595506216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115325221595506216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115325221595506216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/messofthemonthjanuary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/messofthemonthjanuary.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check the site out...not completely safe for work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotghettomess.com/index.php"&gt;Site link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotghettomess.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=54&amp;Itemid=63"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this one out for an interesting belt buckle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115325178419978301?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115323313766239717</id><published>2006-07-18T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T10:32:17.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. T vs. Best Buy...featuring Steve Carrell</title><content type='html'>From Digg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is Bull****!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;-Steve Carrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4f1-VVHQyWw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4f1-VVHQyWw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115323313766239717?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115323313766239717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115323313766239717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115323313766239717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115323313766239717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/mr-t-vs-best-buyfeaturing-steve.html' title='Mr. T vs. Best Buy...featuring Steve Carrell'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115288451237639803</id><published>2006-07-14T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T09:41:52.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping made ridiculously hard...</title><content type='html'>Regular shopping with a stocking pulled over your face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Digg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSeDgvjMpTM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSeDgvjMpTM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I know two people from high school who robbed different convenience stores...without masks on...both are in jail now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115288451237639803?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115288451237639803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115288451237639803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115288451237639803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115288451237639803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/shopping-made-ridiculously-hard.html' title='Shopping made ridiculously hard...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115279836683707930</id><published>2006-07-13T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T09:46:06.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Yeah so I moved over the past weekend...and I've actually had some semblance of work to  do at my job. In addition, I just finally got cable installed last night, (current status: one cable box and internet, other rooms still aren't wired...stupid comcast). So i'm not neglecting this thing, and there will be other posts up today...in case you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime read the blogs I have listed on the right, they are much funnier than mine anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115279836683707930?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115279836683707930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115279836683707930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115279836683707930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115279836683707930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115255798713050938</id><published>2006-07-10T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T14:59:47.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios BET UnCut...</title><content type='html'>An american institution has died...we all should have a moment of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Allhiphop.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BET Uncut," a music video program from Black Entertainment Television, has been canceled after a six year run on the entertainment television network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was discontinued by BET executives, according to sources, and the last episode aired last Friday (July 8) in a finale hosted by rapper/producer Jermaine Dupri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allhiphop.com/hiphopnews/?ID=5895"&gt;BET UnCut gets cut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show made headlines in 2004 after various African-American women's groups protested because of the portrayal of women when Nelly's "Tip Drill" became a standout video. In the video, Nelly, The St. Lunatics and David Banner indulge in sexual folly with strippers &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and at the climatic point, Nelly swipes a credit card between a woman's buttocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...how could something that produced so many college memories, be taken away so cruelly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115255798713050938?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115255798713050938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115255798713050938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115255798713050938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115255798713050938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/adios-bet-uncut.html' title='Adios BET UnCut...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115254747486336659</id><published>2006-07-10T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T12:04:34.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guy Shield..</title><content type='html'>In a recent conversation I revealed to a female the average guy shield. What exactly is it you ask?. Well of course I'll tell you so that I can be self-serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a commonly held notion of females, that men in general, are stupid by nature. They engage in trivial and nonsensical activities, and do things that will by and large make no sense to females. Fine. If females would like to go under the impression that many of our actions our silly, I have chosen to go with it instead of fighting a losing battle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I have employed a method I like to call "The Guy Shield". Essentially, it works like this. Whenever doing something that others of the opposite sex (or same sex) might deem silly or borderline retarded, I throw up my Guy Shield by saying "Hey, wait a minute, I'm a guy I'm supposed to do stupid things", and the situation is averted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elementary my dear Watson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;P.S. After speaking with Arlene this morning, I am willing to listen to addendums on  adding a Girl Shield for when women do something crazy. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115254747486336659?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115254747486336659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115254747486336659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115254747486336659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115254747486336659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/guy-shield.html' title='The Guy Shield..'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115231153366960619</id><published>2006-07-07T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:32:13.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J2: Juggment Day Part 1</title><content type='html'>Originated with &lt;a href="http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/juggernaut-bitch.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sequel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D6yd55-V8PE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D6yd55-V8PE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115231153366960619?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115231153366960619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115231153366960619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115231153366960619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115231153366960619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/j2-juggment-day-part-1.html' title='J2: Juggment Day Part 1'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115231138135642402</id><published>2006-07-07T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:32:32.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J2: Juggment Day...Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/na79jwGJCEk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/na79jwGJCEk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115231138135642402?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115231138135642402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115231138135642402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115231138135642402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115231138135642402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/j2-juggment-daypart-2.html' title='J2: Juggment Day...Part 2'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115229258223002870</id><published>2006-07-07T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T13:16:22.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More from the Emmitt Smith Roast: Guy Torry</title><content type='html'>Not Safe for Work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lIqTQwcr6MQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lIqTQwcr6MQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115229258223002870?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115229258223002870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115229258223002870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115229258223002870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115229258223002870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/more-from-emmitt-smith-roast-guy-torry.html' title='More from the Emmitt Smith Roast: Guy Torry'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115227992204965090</id><published>2006-07-07T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T09:46:51.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Real (stupid) Superheroes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/1600/image-024730-1731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4166/903/320/image-024730-1731.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://digg.com"&gt;Digg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A young man stands on the south side of the Soldiers' and Sailors' Monument. The ominous stone memorial looms above him as he waits on the top steps dressed in black pinstriped pants and vest, a pressed black button-down shirt, a black felt hat and silver gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man, who refuses to reveal his real name when in costume, carries a silver-topped cane. A silver mask hides any expression, revealing little more than soft brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While his costume does plenty to conceal his identity, it belies a fit physique. His stealth movements, inspiration for his superhero name Mr. Silent, evidence years of martial arts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Hey, what are you?" a passerby asks. "A mime?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," he responds, handing him a card that reads simply: "Mr. Silent," along with the Japanese characters for "quiet repose" and an e-mail address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you're supposed to be Mr. Silent; you just talked," the man says, looking up from the card. "So what do you do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I fight crime."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intakeweekly.com/articles/7/024730-2227-161.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Silent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...utter ridiculousness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115227992204965090?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115227992204965090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115227992204965090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115227992204965090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115227992204965090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/real-stupid-superheroes.html' title='Real (stupid) Superheroes?'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115221828992370845</id><published>2006-07-06T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T16:43:15.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rell Battle</title><content type='html'>Friend of mine is an up and coming comedian/actor/writer/whatever...Here are some clips of him from a recent performance. Also check out the site these came from and vote for his performances if you like them. &lt;a href="http://stupidvideos.com/standup_comedy/"&gt;StupidVideos.com&lt;/a&gt;, That link will take you to the standup section of the site, and just click on any of the videos that say "Rell Battle".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Kind of safe for work, as the curses are all bleeped out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MySpace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EMBED TYPE="application/x-mplayer2" PLUGINSPAGE="http://activex.microsoft.com/activex/controls/mplayer/en/nsmp2inf.cab#Version=5,1,52,701" DISPLAYSIZE="4" AUTOSIZE="0" width="309" height="250" src="mms://streaming.purevideo.com/videos/r/rell_battle_myspace_100.asf" autostart="0" loop="0" showStatusBar="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdflu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EMBED TYPE="application/x-mplayer2" PLUGINSPAGE="http://activex.microsoft.com/activex/controls/mplayer/en/nsmp2inf.cab#Version=5,1,52,701" DISPLAYSIZE="4" AUTOSIZE="0" width="309" height="250" src="mms://streaming.purevideo.com/videos/r/rell_battle_birdflu_100.asf" autostart="0" loop="0" showStatusBar="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Cosby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EMBED TYPE="application/x-mplayer2" PLUGINSPAGE="http://activex.microsoft.com/activex/controls/mplayer/en/nsmp2inf.cab#Version=5,1,52,701" DISPLAYSIZE="4" AUTOSIZE="0" width="309" height="250" src="mms://streaming.purevideo.com/videos/r/rell_battle_cosby_100.asf" autostart="0" loop="0" showStatusBar="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115221828992370845?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115221828992370845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115221828992370845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115221828992370845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115221828992370845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/rell-battle.html' title='Rell Battle'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115220448129295920</id><published>2006-07-06T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:48:01.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Kick It?</title><content type='html'>From &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Digg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BERLIN (Reuters) - Police in Berlin said on Wednesday they had arrested two men on suspicion of placing cement-filled soccer balls around the city and inviting people to kick them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://today.reuters.com/news/newsarticle.aspx?type=oddlyEnoughNews&amp;storyid=2006-07-05T180919Z_01_L04727574_RTRUKOC_0_US-GERMANY-BALLS.xml&amp;src=rss"&gt;Cement Balls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115220448129295920?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115220448129295920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115220448129295920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115220448129295920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115220448129295920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-you-kick-it.html' title='Can You Kick It?'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115219706711619954</id><published>2006-07-06T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T09:19:46.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conan O' Brien at Stuyvesant High Graduation....Full Clip</title><content type='html'>Update: I did not realize the video did not work yesterday, nor did anyone tell me. Whoever posted it to youtube requested no video embedding...whatever. I found it on google video, seen from different angle. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=3748465877745347303" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115219706711619954?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115219706711619954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115219706711619954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115219706711619954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115219706711619954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/conan-o-brien-at-stuyvesant-high.html' title='Conan O&apos; Brien at Stuyvesant High Graduation....Full Clip'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115214002219664190</id><published>2006-07-05T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T18:53:42.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NJ Follies...</title><content type='html'>For anyone who reads this thing, and hasn't figured it out, I'm from New Jersey. I know everyone hates New Jersey, and I've heard every derisive comment you can imagine. I was born and raised there, and it will always be home to me. However, it seems as if the NJ gov't, most recently famous for the outing of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_mcgreevey"&gt;Governor Jim McGreevey&lt;/a&gt; and his scandal with homosexuality, has again screwed things up. On a quick side note, NJ once had a governor, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Florio"&gt;Jim Florio&lt;/a&gt;, who issued a tax on toliet paper. Yes, special tax on toliet paper. 'Nuff Said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things Jersey is most famous for is Atlantic City. Sure, it's been called the red headed step sister of Las Vegas, but it's the closest any of you will get to vegas without flying. The casinos keep NJ's floundering tourism department afloat. Unfortunately, the idiots who are currently running the NJ gov't have not approved the STATE budget. Basically the entire state gov't is running without a budget, meaning that all non essential state functions have been stopped, and those that are essential, are no working for free. It also means...THE CASINOS CLOSE...it was being fought in court as recently as this weekend, but the most recent reports say that the Casinos are closing up shop...Sigh. We even made CNN. Way to go New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2006/07/05/news/companies/borgata_trump/index.htm?cnn=yes"&gt;No Dice, Atlantic City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115214002219664190?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115214002219664190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115214002219664190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115214002219664190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115214002219664190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/nj-follies_115214002219664190.html' title='NJ Follies...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115196805326444609</id><published>2006-07-03T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T19:07:33.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am your conscience...</title><content type='html'>Setup: Shaq does a roast when Emmitt Smith breaks the all time rushing record, for Emmitt Smith. Jamie Foxx is the host, he introduces one of the comedians, and then basically doesn't let him finish his act. You'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gTM7SihYIzU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gTM7SihYIzU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115196805326444609?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115196805326444609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115196805326444609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115196805326444609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115196805326444609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-your-conscience.html' title='I am your conscience...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115167528548234110</id><published>2006-06-30T09:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:14:42.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comcast Tech Falls asleep on Customer's Couch...</title><content type='html'>and subsequently was fired for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Forbes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Comcast Corp. has fired an employee for sleeping on a customer's couch during a house call after video of the incident became a minor Internet sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philadelphia-based Comcast also said in a statement that it had apologized to customer Brian Finkelstein of Washington, D.C., for the "unsatisfactory customer experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finkelstein posted video of the sleeping technician and told this story on YouTube.com, a site that lets users share videos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvVp7b5gzqU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvVp7b5gzqU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/home/feeds/ap/2006/06/26/ap2839477.html"&gt;link to article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115167528548234110?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115167528548234110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115167528548234110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115167528548234110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115167528548234110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/comcast-tech-falls-asleep-on-customers.html' title='Comcast Tech Falls asleep on Customer&apos;s Couch...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115160226813649332</id><published>2006-06-29T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:31:08.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>File Sharing Insurance</title><content type='html'>from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Digg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems you can share all the illegally obtained files you want now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Apparently, a company in Sweden is offering file-sharing insurance - they'll pay your fines if you're sued by the RIAA. The /. submitter translates the link as follows: 'For a mere 140 SEK ($19 USD) per year, they will pay all your fines and give you a t-shirt if you get convicted for file sharing.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2006/06/28/p2p_insurer_will_pay.html"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tankafritt.nu/index.php?menu=medlem"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115160226813649332?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115160226813649332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115160226813649332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115160226813649332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115160226813649332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/file-sharing-insurance.html' title='File Sharing Insurance'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115160040502755004</id><published>2006-06-29T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:00:05.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Other People's writings on the NBA Draft</title><content type='html'>Because lets face it. I'm lazy, and no one would confuse me with being a "writer", at least not anymore. So here's Wigdor's post and the infamous Bill Simmons NBA Draft Diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://copyandcigarettes.com/?p=68"&gt;My Expert Analysis of the NBA Draft&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=simmons/060629"&gt;Bill Simmons NBA Draft Diary 2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115160040502755004?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115160040502755004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115160040502755004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115160040502755004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115160040502755004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/other-peoples-writings-on-nba-draft.html' title='Other People&apos;s writings on the NBA Draft'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115159169055545912</id><published>2006-06-29T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T10:35:56.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah...the NBA Draft...its FANNNNNNNNNTASTIC...</title><content type='html'>First we start with a commercial from when the NBA went on strike a few years ago...I thought it was funny at the time, and voila its on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ei4ktCqwkDw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ei4ktCqwkDw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the draft...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what screw it, I will link to wigdors post and the inevitable Draft diary that Bill Simmons does every year later in the day. I'm only going to talk about two teams in the draft. The Houston Rockets, and the New York Knicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Houston Rockets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the beginning of the NCAA season Rudy Gay is considered to be a lock to be drafted in the Top 3 of the NBA draft. He has an average season, and questions arise about his lack of drive, and thats fine, normal to drop him down a spot or two in the draft because of that. However, he's still one of the most talented and athletically gifted players in the draft, no matter how you slice it. Fast forward to the Draft last night, and look what happens. HE'S FALLING DOWN THE BOARD...he ends available to Houston with the 8th pick. If I'm Jeff Van Gundy (Houston Coach), I'm doing backflips in aisles. Houstons biggest issue was lack of a third scorer, and someone who could take over when Tracy McGrady has his yearly 30 game injury. So you think the logical pick is Rudy Gay, but NOOOOOOOO...instead they are going to pick Rudy Gay, and then trade him and Stromile Swift, to Memphis for Shane "My Head looks like a flat tire" Battier. Shane Battier?...for Rudy Gay, even if Rudy Gay becomes Derrick Coleman and only turns it on when he feels like, wouldn't you rather have that than Shane Battier...terrible pick for the Rockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New York Knicks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was raised to despise the New York Knicks by my father. For some reason he hated them, so I hate them as well. But at this point, I almost feel bad for Knicks fans. It's been absolute agony for the Knicks for about 4 straight years now, and in the years since Isaiah "I Fail at everything" Thomas has been affiliated with them, its been even worse. Isaiah's one saving grace was that he was a great evaluator of draft talent. So you figure, he wont completely blow the draft. WRONG AGAIN! Isaiah takes with the 21st pick...Renaldo Balkman??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick analysis on Renaldo Balkman: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chad Ford's Analysis:&lt;/span&gt; Renaldo Balkman? He plays with great energy and is a great athlete, but he averaged fewer than 10 points per game at South Carolina. No other team would've taken him in the first round. He has no skills other than running the floor -- think of a poor man's Darius Miles. He would've been a decent second round pick -- a guy who might have made a roster. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about who was still available, to pick someone who everyone on earth says would have been available at any spot in the second round, with the 21st pick of the first round is asinine. I feel bad for Mr. Spence and the other Knick fans I know, because it's not even fun for me to cheer against them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the NBA later today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115159169055545912?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115159169055545912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115159169055545912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115159169055545912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115159169055545912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/ahthe-nba-draftits-fannnnnnnnntastic.html' title='Ah...the NBA Draft...its FANNNNNNNNNTASTIC...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115142606899144939</id><published>2006-06-27T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:34:29.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Love?!?!?</title><content type='html'>from &lt;a href="http://thesmokinggung.com"&gt;thesmokinggun.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;According to the Martin County Sheriff's Office, a witness Monday observed a man "lying on his back" with a white dog on top of him in a wooded area in Stuart, Florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: "It's my dog...what's the problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/0621062dog1.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog %*^#*$*#s Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...a sheriff's deputy--who responded to an animal in distress call--describes Enrique Garcia's infliction of pain upon a petrified pooch. When approached during the assault, the 31-year-old degenerate stated, "It's my dog," and asked, "What's the problem?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115142606899144939?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115142606899144939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115142606899144939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115142606899144939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115142606899144939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy Love?!?!?'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115134509905236762</id><published>2006-06-26T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T14:07:16.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When it all ended for Eddie Murphy...</title><content type='html'>...culled from &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/simmons/index"&gt;Sports Guy's&lt;/a&gt; site (post on him later) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. &lt;a target="new" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=E7SIVOV3joc"&gt;"Whatzupwitu"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  There was a time when Eddie Murphy was bigger than Will Smith, Dave Chappelle and Chris Rock combined. And then this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7SIVOV3joc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E7SIVOV3joc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115134509905236762?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115134509905236762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115134509905236762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115134509905236762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115134509905236762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-it-all-ended-for-eddie-murphy.html' title='When it all ended for Eddie Murphy...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115118836627189700</id><published>2006-06-24T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:32:46.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've been doing while holed up here...</title><content type='html'>Flash game, supposedly makes you smarter, or tells you that you are really dumb....either way it kills a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thatvideogamesite.com/play.php?id=392"&gt;3D Logic Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115118836627189700?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115118836627189700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115118836627189700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115118836627189700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115118836627189700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-ive-been-doing-while-holed-up.html' title='What I&apos;ve been doing while holed up here...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115100984657190816</id><published>2006-06-22T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T16:57:26.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Posts...</title><content type='html'>Quickly, why I haven't posted today or yesterday. Yesterday at my job they had the company family picnic or whatever you want to call it. I kind of have allergies, I was kind of already getting sick, the picnic was on some stupid farm in Gaithersburg somewhere I think. Could not sleep last night, did not go to work today, currently the right half of my head is congested. So in an effort to be at least 80% by tommorrow evening I am laying in bed and trying to rest or whatever. There are things I wanted to blog about, but I don't have the urge to sit at this damn computer. I'm sure most of you dont care about me being sick and just wanted insipid blog posts. There will be something up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115100984657190816?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115100984657190816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115100984657190816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115100984657190816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115100984657190816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-posts.html' title='No Posts...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115081338736091651</id><published>2006-06-20T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T10:23:07.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Old(er) Today...</title><content type='html'>No reflections, no waxing poetic about the life lived, or speculation on future times. The only thing I'm thinking about right now, is how I'm staring down the barrel of being 25, and as McCoy and Klancer and whatever other old bastards I know can tell you, that is truly when life ends. Anyway 24 years ago today, two immigrants from the Bahamas had a son in Perth Amboy, NJ (&lt;a href="http://www.rbmc.org/"&gt;hospital&lt;/a&gt;). They named him Kyle, (mother liked her friend's boyfriend's name or something like that). And that was it, no fanfare, no tickertape parade through the streets of Linden, NJ, nothing. Few months later family moved to Danbury, Connecticut, and 1988 they moved back Jersey, Piscataway to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very simple, and here I am 24 years old.&lt;br /&gt;(Fighting urge to get nostalgic...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115081338736091651?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115081338736091651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115081338736091651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115081338736091651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115081338736091651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-older-today.html' title='I&apos;m Old(er) Today...'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12479169.post-115074513701410435</id><published>2006-06-19T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T15:25:37.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weeHouses</title><content type='html'>I'm not really sure how to explain this thing, but I guess it could be interesting to minimalists or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The weeHouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.news2.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/fi/7/76/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://us.news2.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/fi/7/76/45.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Microhouses are luring buyers looking for vacation getaways, art studios or even full-time residences&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://biz.yahoo.com/weekend/mini_1.html"&gt;Article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weehouses.com/"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12479169-115074513701410435?l=thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/115074513701410435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12479169&amp;postID=115074513701410435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115074513701410435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12479169/posts/default/115074513701410435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehitmanspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/06/weehouses.html' title='weeHouses'/><author><name>The Hitman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09356725537756429891</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_33KjBMIPLig/R4-R8tvPxSI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/W0HLddG0ScQ/S220/lg_bryant_ap_01.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
