<?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-24153771</id><updated>2012-02-08T11:39:10.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Bellbowski</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-5987699340997572035</id><published>2012-02-08T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T11:39:10.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><summary type='text'>OK...I've had 5 people share this now and I'm not sure I get it. Sexual crime is one of the worst realities of our world and it's not going away any time soon. I agree that rape is the most vile act a human can commit, but I'm not so sure this person sees the bigger picture at all. The gender politics of this article are also very very problematic.  I believe in empathy first and foremost and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/5987699340997572035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=5987699340997572035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5987699340997572035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5987699340997572035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHtTfYqIA90/TzKlEkeh36I/AAAAAAAAAKY/WJ8gv8TLJmc/s72-c/assault.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-8867019151757857049</id><published>2012-01-30T13:44:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T14:37:00.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2011: A Year in Film (The Outline)</title><summary type='text'>Most writers revealed their personal top ten films of 2011 months ago and, as per usual, 60% of the selections can be found on any given list.  Most critics, bloggers, and so-called intellectuals have one thing in common: They’re scared of looking stupid or having their taste put in question.  Every year there are 4-5 bandwagon titles that receive universal praise.  Often these films are decent, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/8867019151757857049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=8867019151757857049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8867019151757857049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8867019151757857049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-year-in-film-outline.html' title='2011: A Year in Film (The Outline)'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0WG0YNjPr4/Tybl7oQXOZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/iw0Xb7Qk8Oc/s72-c/LoveHate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-7524737174963761805</id><published>2012-01-09T14:26:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T15:59:47.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello my name is Chris and here are my favorite songs of 2011!!!</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-CA   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/7524737174963761805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=7524737174963761805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7524737174963761805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7524737174963761805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-my-name-is-chris-and-here-are-my.html' title='Hello my name is Chris and here are my favorite songs of 2011!!!'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dpLBas2lOlQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-6097826600865878022</id><published>2011-11-14T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T13:25:07.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Man</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-CA   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/6097826600865878022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=6097826600865878022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/6097826600865878022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/6097826600865878022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2011/11/untitled.html' title='Silly Man'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-5475322193527720633</id><published>2011-04-28T16:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:15:40.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Fable</title><summary type='text'>"Alas," said the mouse, "the world is growing smaller every day.  At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when at last I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I must run into." "You only need to change your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/5475322193527720633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=5475322193527720633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5475322193527720633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5475322193527720633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-fable.html' title='A Little Fable'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-9150232945210449933</id><published>2011-03-24T12:42:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:57:21.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm a whore, you're my clown" (click me)</title><summary type='text'>  I don't often use myspace to listen to music any more, but one           woman may change that. Rachel Fuller used to broadcast live performances on her webcast (In the Attic), but now she is focused on her own music.  Her current work is a selection of songs that deal with the Spanish filmmaker, Pedro Almodóvar.  Her soft voice is elegant and dreamy, and if you are familiar with Almodóvar's </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/rachelintheattic' title='&quot;I&apos;m a whore, you&apos;re my clown&quot; (click me)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/9150232945210449933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=9150232945210449933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/9150232945210449933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/9150232945210449933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2011/03/rachel-fuller-click-me.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m a whore, you&apos;re my clown&quot; (click me)'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJ_T59rm0zI/TYt7EBpwV_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/AQenFWnqhpo/s72-c/RachelFuller%2B%2528Custom%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-6821887346140386242</id><published>2011-03-22T23:59:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:13:57.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Science of Silence</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-CA   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/6821887346140386242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=6821887346140386242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/6821887346140386242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/6821887346140386242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2011/03/science-of-silence.html' title='The Science of Silence'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-5252230177540069880</id><published>2011-03-12T13:00:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:16:36.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipops and Rainbows</title><summary type='text'>I’m going to be positive today because the world is all about balance and lately I have been possessed by negativity.  Normally I fluctuate between reasonably happy to slightly annoyed, but the ever looming presence of a life draining thesis has kidnapped my soul and shit on my face.  I kid you not people.  Every day I wake up and there it is, a hot steaming psychological pile of shit smeared all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/5252230177540069880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=5252230177540069880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5252230177540069880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5252230177540069880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2011/03/lollipops-and-rainbows.html' title='Lollipops and Rainbows'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-879862494492038574</id><published>2011-03-11T13:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T20:45:54.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy-Go-Lucky</title><summary type='text'>“What does it all mean, all this shit I’m seeing?”I miss the days when each morning was new—when being free actually meant something—when dreams and aspirations could motivate. I used to look up to people.  I used to write down who I wanted to be.  Now I don’t want to be anyone.   Emptiness surrounds me.  Why do we not listen to each other? Why do I feel that nobody knows who I am? I am well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/879862494492038574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=879862494492038574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/879862494492038574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/879862494492038574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-go-lucky.html' title='Happy-Go-Lucky'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-7530955950343828224</id><published>2010-04-28T15:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T15:28:50.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April. 28</title><summary type='text'>On the TramI stand on the end platform of the tram and am completely unsure of my footing in this world, in this town, in my family.  Not even casually could I indicate any claims that I might rightly advance in any direction.  I have not even any defense to offer for standing on this platform, holding on to this strap, letting myself be carried along by this tram, nor for the people who give way</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/7530955950343828224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=7530955950343828224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7530955950343828224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7530955950343828224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-28.html' title='April. 28'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-1438364284604541708</id><published>2010-04-25T22:42:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T19:31:18.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Regular Morning</title><summary type='text'>Tom woke up an hour earlier than he needed to. He had a shower, got dressed, and ate breakfast. Normally he had a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice, but today he felt inspired. He had three eggs, two pieces of ham, a slice of toast, a cup of coffee, and a banana. He didn’t know why, but he knew today was going to be special. He was going to finish all his assigned projects, and prove to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/1438364284604541708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=1438364284604541708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1438364284604541708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1438364284604541708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-do-it-to-yourself.html' title='A Regular Morning'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-1786424244408896442</id><published>2009-04-09T11:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:33:30.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Sun</title><summary type='text'>No cover, cheap food, and $4.00 pints of Guinness was all I needed to get my ass out of the house last night.  I headed out to Broken City at around 7:30 completely unaware of the brilliant display of music that would soon penetrate my senses.  After enjoying some $1.00 sliders I sat back with some chums and waited for the unknown band to come on.  I say unknown because I really knew nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/1786424244408896442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=1786424244408896442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1786424244408896442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1786424244408896442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleepy-sun.html' title='Sleepy Sun'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-1845791068401214731</id><published>2009-04-08T17:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:19:18.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost in the Machine</title><summary type='text'>Ughhh I have been trying to write an opening line for like twenty minutes and nothing seems to fit.  I hate writing.  Why can’t I organize my thoughts into a coherent whole? Why is everything such a challenge? I bet everyone else who writes blogs, papers, poems, or novels have an easier time than I do.  Why do I bother anyways? Nobody gives a damn what I think.  I’m not special, I’m not gifted, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/1845791068401214731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=1845791068401214731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1845791068401214731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1845791068401214731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/04/ghost-in-machine.html' title='The Ghost in the Machine'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-9069815523115656960</id><published>2009-04-06T12:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:04:36.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are All Little People</title><summary type='text'>Every time I watch Charlie Kaufman's Synecdoche, New York, I fall in love with it all over again.  No other film in recent memory has the ability to alter my mood the way that Synecdoche does.  I think one of these days I am going to have to have to really hammer out why it has such an effect on me, but today I am just going to highlight the wonderful Jon Brion song found in the film.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/9069815523115656960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=9069815523115656960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/9069815523115656960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/9069815523115656960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-all-little-people.html' title='We Are All Little People'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-3293339388718500661</id><published>2009-03-27T11:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:28:48.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider</title><summary type='text'>You must watch!! I was just reading through some coverage of last week's SXSW festival and this is one the shorts that played. Please watch the whole thing though!! Don't start it and then stop half way, pleeeease. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/3293339388718500661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=3293339388718500661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/3293339388718500661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/3293339388718500661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/03/spider.html' title='Spider'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-7718933236832580400</id><published>2009-02-13T14:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:53:55.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So we don't spoil!</title><summary type='text'>What do Age of Electric, Matthew Good, and the New Pornographers all have in common? They are all Canadian, but they also have all worked, or are working with former members of Limblifter.  While I am not a huge fan of Limblifter, I do enjoy throwing on some Tinfoil every now and again...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/7718933236832580400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=7718933236832580400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7718933236832580400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7718933236832580400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-we-dont-spoil.html' title='So we don&apos;t spoil!'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-4075698245980975533</id><published>2009-02-12T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T21:02:44.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weed, Pot, Grass, Wait, What Was I Talking About?</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/4075698245980975533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=4075698245980975533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4075698245980975533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4075698245980975533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title='Weed, Pot, Grass, Wait, What Was I Talking About?'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SZRH7FpihWI/AAAAAAAAADc/Gw7giqPRGkc/s72-c/cannabis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-8683459917208695047</id><published>2009-02-11T14:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:23:30.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"This world is no place for a mind or a thought"</title><summary type='text'>I hate to do this, but I have no choice.  Today's song of the day is the same as KEXP's.  The band is called Late of the Pier (click on the title to go to their myspace page), and the song is "Space and the Woods".  I have been listening to it for the last week or two (thanks to KEXP of course), and it is one hell of a tune.  I do not know how to describe their sound, but be on alert, you will be</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/lateofthepier' title='&quot;This world is no place for a mind or a thought&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/8683459917208695047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=8683459917208695047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8683459917208695047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8683459917208695047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-world-is-no-place-for-mind-or.html' title='&quot;This world is no place for a mind or a thought&quot;'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SZMzIwRFu6I/AAAAAAAAADM/1RAFl2IH-yk/s72-c/pier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-4754691105891626857</id><published>2009-02-10T12:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:33:21.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And it feels so unnatural...to sing your own name...</title><summary type='text'>If you do not like Vampire Weekend,  shame on you.  I think they are one of the best new bands out there.  Hopefully they are getting ready to hit the studio some time soon for a sophmore album, but who knows. Until then, the song of the day is a cover of "Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa" by Peter Gabriel and Hot Chip.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/4754691105891626857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=4754691105891626857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4754691105891626857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4754691105891626857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-it-seems-so-unnaturalto-sing-your.html' title='And it feels so unnatural...to sing your own name...'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-8008370831289159624</id><published>2009-02-09T11:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:13:13.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut the fuck up boy!</title><summary type='text'>In 2006 Peter Bjorn and John broke into the indie rock scene with their highly acclaimed album: Writer's Block.  The first single "Young Folks" was a massive hit in both Europe and North America, and the singles "Let's Call it Off", and "Objects of my Affection"(my favorite song) acquired moderate success.In 2008 the band changed gears and released the limited edition, spoken word /instrumental </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/8008370831289159624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=8008370831289159624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8008370831289159624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8008370831289159624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/shut-fuck-up-boy.html' title='Shut the fuck up boy!'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-8153070684638220055</id><published>2009-02-06T11:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:44:22.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SOD --&gt; Rough Trade - High School Confidential</title><summary type='text'>"What's the principal doing with her?Who's the guy? Is he screwing with her?What's her perfume? Tigress by Faberge.It make me cream my jeans when she come my way."High School Confidential is a timeless Canadian song that I absolutley love.  Every time I listen to it I am able to create a vivid depiction of the blonde bombshell in mind, and she is a fucking rocket, haha.  Unfortunately I do not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/8153070684638220055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=8153070684638220055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8153070684638220055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8153070684638220055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/sod-rough-trade-high-school.html' title='SOD --&gt; Rough Trade - High School Confidential'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SYxt17GnzPI/AAAAAAAAADE/Zw7eX4rpr80/s72-c/roughtrade.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-5423553141245101594</id><published>2009-02-05T12:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:27:35.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SOD --&gt; Fugazi - Waiting Room</title><summary type='text'>Recently I have been rewatching all of the old Mack Dawg Snowboard videos and just loving the music.  A song just seems to be twice as good when it is accompanied by fresh powder and huge tricks.   Just this year after watching That's it, That's all, I had to go back and put Kids by MGMT at the top of my playlist because it sounds that much better when I can picture Travis Rice cranking out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/5423553141245101594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=5423553141245101594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5423553141245101594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5423553141245101594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/sod-fugazi-waiting-room.html' title='SOD --&gt; Fugazi - Waiting Room'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SYsiRxYMIyI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aqJK3PLCcRg/s72-c/resistance.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-8058371932026672363</id><published>2009-02-04T16:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:42:33.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the day (click me)</title><summary type='text'>I have decided to copy my favorite radio station KEXP and start posting a song of the day.  Well yesterday I listened to a Seattle band called Romance and they have some solid stuff.  Check out their myspace page and I promise you will enjoy.  Killer in the World is my personal favorite.  So there you have it, "Killer in the World" is the song of the day my friends.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/romance' title='Song of the day (click me)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/8058371932026672363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=8058371932026672363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8058371932026672363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8058371932026672363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day.html' title='Song of the day (click me)'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SYoMc5EI5dI/AAAAAAAAACs/vNA9hfvTjQM/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-7033305455144159345</id><published>2009-02-04T16:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:17:56.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CTV Not So Super</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/7033305455144159345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=7033305455144159345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7033305455144159345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7033305455144159345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/02/ctv-not-so-super.html' title='CTV Not So Super'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SYtJaMM-vRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jCpw6wD8LNA/s72-c/superbowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-2964559928024455736</id><published>2009-01-08T15:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:10:31.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: A Musical Year Part II</title><summary type='text'>5. Everyone Getting Funky Tonight: Musical talent is something that has always eluded me (I guess you can’t be good at everything, kidding).  I grew up wanting to be a professional snowboarder or a baseball player, but now I know my actual dream would be to sell out concerts as a musician.  I cannot imagine a better feeling than having an entire group of people hanging on every note you play.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/2964559928024455736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=2964559928024455736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/2964559928024455736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/2964559928024455736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-musical-year-part-ii.html' title='2008: A Musical Year Part II'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-7139493019663002225</id><published>2009-01-07T15:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:11:18.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: A Musical Year Part I</title><summary type='text'>When I first moved to the West I had the image of drunken cowboys at Toby Keith concerts, and middle aged men at Nickelback shows stuck in my head.  I assumed the music scene in Calgary was mediocre at best.  I was really just excited to be moving to a city that had a film festival, and a few independent movie theatres.  Now two years later I am proud to say that I have discovered some amazing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/7139493019663002225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=7139493019663002225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7139493019663002225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7139493019663002225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-musical-year-part-i.html' title='2008: A Musical Year Part I'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-1198644585367957457</id><published>2008-12-08T16:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:17:40.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: Where is the Oscar hype?</title><summary type='text'>Lights, Camera, Action! December is always an exciting month for film lovers. Studios often save their best and brightest pictures, or Oscar bait (depending on how you look at it), for the end of the year, and 2008 is no exception.  Many high profile titles will be screened in the coming weeks, but where is the hype? Last year, No Country For Old Men and There Will be Blood had film geeks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/1198644585367957457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=1198644585367957457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1198644585367957457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1198644585367957457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/12/lights-camera-action-december-is-always.html' title='2008: Where is the Oscar hype?'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/ST2W24z63lI/AAAAAAAAACM/EjTAALu_1V4/s72-c/oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-5494504620145743062</id><published>2008-12-03T17:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:46:16.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week</title><summary type='text'>Since my last music post I have not really been into to anything new other than Day and age by the Killers.  Well today I decided to give Brandon and the boys a break and I heard this lovely little tune on KEXP this morning.  Check it out if you like good music:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/5494504620145743062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=5494504620145743062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5494504620145743062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5494504620145743062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-week.html' title='Song of the Week'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-8523941201724634873</id><published>2008-12-02T10:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T10:53:23.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ups and Downs of Facebook</title><summary type='text'>Also available on Calgary Herald's the QI, like many others, have been aboard the facebook train for a few years now.  I use the popular site for staying in contact with friends, blogging, and of course creeping; but at what cost? Having your life documented in pictures and notes on the internet is somewhat unsettling.  I realize security settings protect my profile from being viewed by strangers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/8523941201724634873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=8523941201724634873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8523941201724634873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8523941201724634873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/12/ups-and-downs-of-facebook.html' title='The Ups and Downs of Facebook'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/STVZ6fhd2QI/AAAAAAAAACE/20fVG5_TLss/s72-c/facebook+mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-4664673379620802518</id><published>2008-11-27T15:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:13:15.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarantino's Mind</title><summary type='text'>With Inglorious Basterds currently in production I have been all over the internet looking for leads on how the project is going.  So far I have not heard of much, but I did however stumble across this little gem on youtube the other day:              Well done indeed.  Flawless.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/4664673379620802518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=4664673379620802518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4664673379620802518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4664673379620802518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/11/tarantinos-mind.html' title='Tarantino&apos;s Mind'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-8415444298647639602</id><published>2008-11-18T16:38:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:02:37.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parallel Worlds?</title><summary type='text'>If you could have one super power what would it be? Would you choose strength, intelligence, invincibility, or something entirely different? Personally I would want the ability to voyage through time whenever I saw fit. Jumping from the past to the future would be the ultimate trip as I would have complete control of the universe.  I would go back and kill Hitler, sleep with Marilyn Monroe, piss </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/8415444298647639602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=8415444298647639602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8415444298647639602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8415444298647639602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-power-back.html' title='Parallel Worlds?'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-2425283234199869076</id><published>2008-11-14T14:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:12:07.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Correct Me If I Am Wrong</title><summary type='text'>     I have been riding the c-train on a daily basis for two years now.  I get on at 8:00 to go to work, and I get on at 4:00 to leave work.  Never have I had any problems or confrontations with anyone either on the train or on the platform at these times, nor do I expect to.  I have however had issues during the later hours and I find it odd that the morning and afternoon are the most popular </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/2425283234199869076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=2425283234199869076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/2425283234199869076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/2425283234199869076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/11/correct-me-if-i-am-wrong.html' title='Correct Me If I Am Wrong'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SR3Nec1qtxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9iruxWJDv4k/s72-c/ctrain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-4471197887676117848</id><published>2008-11-13T11:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:17:52.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink</title><summary type='text'>I would like to thank Huseyin Kalkan for reminding me that America is not the only country that produces disgusting greedy pigs.   Mr. Kalkan is the mayor of an oil producing city in South East Turkey that shares its name with Bruce Wayne's alter-ego and he is looking to cash in on the Dark Knight.  Apparently the city of Batman was around well before DC first introduced the caped crusader and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/4471197887676117848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=4471197887676117848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4471197887676117848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4471197887676117848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/11/oink-oink-oink-oink-oink-oink-oink-oink.html' title='Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink Oink'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SRxbLtOPJUI/AAAAAAAAABA/Lk6mirjF9Lk/s72-c/fat-capitalist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-4438129964767541588</id><published>2008-11-10T17:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:30:56.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A youthful dear that wishes he was dead.</title><summary type='text'>My initial purpose for my last post was to make note of some songs I have been really into lately, but as usual I drifted off course.  Every week I usually have at least one album that monopolizes my playlist, and from that album there is undoubtedly one song that I will listen to  100 times.  Over the past few weeks I listened Daydream Nation by Sonic Youth over and over because it is just that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/4438129964767541588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=4438129964767541588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4438129964767541588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/4438129964767541588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-initial-purpose-for-my-last-post-was.html' title='A youthful dear that wishes he was dead.'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-1522687297446437256</id><published>2008-11-10T16:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:06:21.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a lover, I can't find the time.  I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme.</title><summary type='text'>People often ask me how I always know the lyrics to songs and I usually respond with a sarcastic comment, but here is the truth.   I can recite endless amounts of songs because I never stop listening.    Of course I owe all of this to my parents as they always took the opportunity to push their favorite tunes onto me.  Whether it was The Beach Boys or Led Zeppelin, are basement was always alive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/1522687297446437256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=1522687297446437256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1522687297446437256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1522687297446437256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-want-lover-i-cant-find-time-i-want.html' title='I want a lover, I can&apos;t find the time.  I want a reason, I can&apos;t find the rhyme.'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-7134227096345999867</id><published>2008-11-07T13:39:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:39:59.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity now!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Ohhh I am so upset.  I just read that Steven Speilberg and Will Smith are looking to do an American version of Oldboy.  Whyyyyyyyy? Chan-Wook  Park did an amazing job.  Obviously Speilberg can bring the goods, but seriously, why remake this film? The violence is way too strong for Hollywood standards and the script is going to have to go through some major changes in order to be marketed to a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/7134227096345999867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=7134227096345999867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7134227096345999867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7134227096345999867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/11/serenity-now.html' title='Serenity now!!!!!'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SRSjRTKORRI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BEDRsb1Y7BI/s72-c/oldboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-1664741409307381698</id><published>2008-11-04T13:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:59:05.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Say It Ain't So</title><summary type='text'>   “There's basically two types of guys in the army, the motherfuckers and the motherfucked. Sergeant Saad is the third kind,  he fucks the motherfuckers...which is doable when you're the chief MP by day and the director of retail heroin sales by night.”    -Ray Elwood, Buffalo Soldiers     As many of you know Joaquin Phoenix recently announced his retirement from acting.  We will see him in two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/1664741409307381698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=1664741409307381698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1664741409307381698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/1664741409307381698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/11/say-it-aint-so.html' title='Say It Ain&apos;t So'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SRCVlJYpshI/AAAAAAAAAAw/EuRdpPEKeWs/s72-c/art.phoenix.ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-6286014480094861392</id><published>2008-10-24T15:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T17:45:28.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel somewhat better now</title><summary type='text'>Normally when I publish blog entries I try to keep colloquialisms and vulgar words to a minimum, but I am just not in the mood for that right now.  I am not going to read this over and I am not going to make any changes.  I am just going to jot down thoughts that come into my head and here I go.  Today is one of those days where I feel as though the world has drained all my energy and that I have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/6286014480094861392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=6286014480094861392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/6286014480094861392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/6286014480094861392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-somewhat-better-now.html' title='I feel somewhat better now'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-3218391809024260259</id><published>2008-10-23T16:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:17:04.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Nostalgia</title><summary type='text'>One day my family and I went to Zellers and my brother and I were allowed to buy 2 posters each.  I, being obsessed with sports picked up a Wayne Gretzky poster and a Michael Jordan poster.  My brother on the other hand bought a Bloodsport poster (I don’t remember what the other one was).  Initially I was a little pissed at him for choosing an athlete that could not be found on a trading card, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/3218391809024260259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=3218391809024260259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/3218391809024260259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/3218391809024260259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-nostalgia.html' title='More Nostalgia'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WWtnpooAHl0/SQDhtgMJcJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/E_2jeyydvyg/s72-c/bloodsport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-3073519308022479596</id><published>2008-10-20T17:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:36:48.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ughhh</title><summary type='text'>I have decided to use my public blog again.  I have a few others but this is the only one that I have my name attached to.  Normally when I write I like to keep it annonymous as to save myself from embarrassment, but in this case I am writing about issues I want to share or discuss with others.  Anyways I hope to throw a blurb on here every few days, so check in every now and then if you are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/3073519308022479596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=3073519308022479596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/3073519308022479596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/3073519308022479596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/ughhh.html' title='ughhh'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-7061301976743488267</id><published>2008-10-20T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:12:35.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All work and no play makes Chris a dull boy...</title><summary type='text'>With Halloween less than two weeks away it is time to get into full horror mode. Blood, guts, and evil are about to be the prevailing themes at every local Cineplex, and I feel as giddy as a school girl (teehehehehe). I have had an intense love for the dark and dreary on the silver screen ever since I was a wee boy. I remember watching the Shining (my absolute favorite horror film) when I was in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/7061301976743488267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=7061301976743488267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7061301976743488267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/7061301976743488267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-work-and-no-play-makes-chris-dull.html' title='All work and no play makes Chris a dull boy...'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-3127947915829203639</id><published>2008-10-14T16:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:51:13.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson learned in irony</title><summary type='text'>I know we all say we are lazy at times but I think I can be the laziest person alive.  For example, the other day I was just leaving the office and I realized I had to pee.  Now for most people the simple sensation of a full bladder corresponds to one thing: head to the nearest bathroom and relieve oneself.  No no, not for Chris Bell.  Instead I decided to wait until I arrived home.  Why you ask?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/3127947915829203639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=3127947915829203639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/3127947915829203639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/3127947915829203639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/lesson-learned-in-irony.html' title='A lesson learned in irony'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-2118500642334941885</id><published>2008-10-14T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:04:11.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top films 07</title><summary type='text'>2007: A year in ReviewShareThursday, August 21, 2008 at 1:34pm | Edit Note | DeleteA hoy hoy. After months of consideration I finally feel comfortable releasing my top films list. 2007 was a tough year as there were various films that came close to greatness. In light of this I have decided to extend my list to fifteen.2007 was truly a special year for film and I do not think it will be repeated </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/2118500642334941885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=2118500642334941885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/2118500642334941885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/2118500642334941885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/top-films-07.html' title='Top films 07'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-2985108119106250887</id><published>2008-10-14T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:03:08.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fuel to the Fire</title><summary type='text'>More fuel to the fire...ShareSunday, December 9, 2007 at 9:51pm | Edit Note | DeleteRecently I have expressed my opinions over a few things and a couple of individuals have disagreed with me. I have no problem with, in fact I encourage it, but I would like to take the time to better explain myself, so here goes.I myself attended Catechism and church for the first half of my life. I agree with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/2985108119106250887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=2985108119106250887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/2985108119106250887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/2985108119106250887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-fuel-to-fire.html' title='More Fuel to the Fire'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-5102666184969681704</id><published>2008-10-14T16:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:02:35.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random jabbering</title><summary type='text'>2007 has been an interesting year to say the least. While I had some lows, I also had some incredible highs. My whole world was thrown into a tailspin around April, and is only now starting to stabilize. Between a new job, a new city, and a major life change, I finally feel like I am ready to do what I want (though I don’t know what that is, haha). Everyday I feel more and more comfortable in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/5102666184969681704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=5102666184969681704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5102666184969681704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/5102666184969681704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-jabbering.html' title='Random jabbering'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-8182682471077620968</id><published>2008-10-14T16:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:01:14.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Shit</title><summary type='text'>I absolutely love the fall, and not because of colorful leaves or new television shows. The fall season is my favorite time of the year because studios finally release films worth seeing. In my opinion this summer was terrible. Between over budgeted action films and unnecessary sequels I found Hollywood releases boring as hell this year (A certain wizard and a couple of low budget comedies being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/8182682471077620968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=8182682471077620968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8182682471077620968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/8182682471077620968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/old-shit.html' title='Old Shit'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24153771.post-6024863697954254514</id><published>2008-10-14T15:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:59:17.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be Shy</title><summary type='text'>I am sooo sick of all the quizzes that people fill out. I have been seeing the same ol’ shit for like 10 years now and it bores me... Being the little piggy I am I gobbled my lunch at 10:30 today so I am using my lunch break to create my own quiz. As you can see I have chosen to not fill it out as I assume some people will believe that I created it for the sole purpose of constructing questions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/feeds/6024863697954254514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24153771&amp;postID=6024863697954254514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/6024863697954254514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24153771/posts/default/6024863697954254514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellbowski.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-be-shy.html' title='Don&apos;t be Shy'/><author><name>Bellzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11667992220287937874</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SBWWaWk5Fk/TXpw5PgU_OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IQv2cwOlG8g/s220/refresh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
