<?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-19018855</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:10:13.168+12:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid internet name</title><subtitle type='html'>Everyone, Everyone on the world wide web should have a made up, Stupid Internet Name. I'm just supremely unimaginative.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-9134146201657485921</id><published>2008-09-18T11:56:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:08:27.708+12:00</updated><title type='text'>this means nothing to me</title><summary type='text'>Due to popular demand (ALL the voices in my head), more billboards:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/9134146201657485921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=9134146201657485921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/9134146201657485921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/9134146201657485921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-means-nothing-to-me.html' title='this means nothing to me'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/SNGaKvofGrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FGE22oeGJaI/s72-c/00000270.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3111484207286983023</id><published>2008-09-12T10:08:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:25:10.416+12:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't have to hide anymore</title><summary type='text'>I've been having a bit o' fun on the National Billboard 2008 site, where you get to make your own contribution to National's election campaign advertising. Because I am completely shameless , here are my own contributions:Your turn, chumps.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3111484207286983023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3111484207286983023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3111484207286983023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3111484207286983023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-dont-have-to-hide-anymore.html' title='you don&apos;t have to hide anymore'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/SMmZizDvq1I/AAAAAAAAADc/G9MdptNCfOg/s72-c/00000204.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-7016527556419356190</id><published>2008-09-10T12:08:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:37:33.225+12:00</updated><title type='text'>all that distance reconciled</title><summary type='text'>Amidst all the kerfuffle around Winston Peters' funding arrangements, I thought I'd ruminate on my preferred way of funding political parties.Being a wishy-washy that socialist it behoves me to be reflexively attracted to the idea of taxpayer funding and disapproving of the possibility of elections being defacto bought by that malign club of dark, smoky businessmen with the largest cheque books. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/7016527556419356190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=7016527556419356190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/7016527556419356190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/7016527556419356190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-that-distance-reconciled.html' title='all that distance reconciled'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3220525721986499152</id><published>2008-09-03T20:53:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:10:06.048+12:00</updated><title type='text'>his heart in every line</title><summary type='text'>“Should a smack as part of good parental correction be a criminal offense in New Zealand?”  Ahh, the smacking debate. There's a good long rant in there somewhere, but it's late, so I'll just leave you with this: Where's the age limit?No, really. Where does the statute of limitations for my parent's ability to smack me run out if this wonderful slice of sadism passes in the referendum next year? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3220525721986499152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3220525721986499152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3220525721986499152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3220525721986499152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2008/09/his-heart-in-every-line.html' title='his heart in every line'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/SL5T5XvhC0I/AAAAAAAAADU/2UzdQGlsZ3s/s72-c/prepardness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-6955255191137367484</id><published>2008-09-03T15:27:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:58:17.071+12:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting in the dark</title><summary type='text'>For comparison with the July 2008 results I posted last week - July 2005, again from TV3/TNS:             July   Original   Actual #   Correct %       Labour   39   333.06   33.31%       National   39   333.06   33.31%       NZ First   7   59.78   5.98%       Green Party   6   51.24   5.12%       ACT   1.6   13.664   1.37%       United Future   1.4   11.956   1.20%       Maori Party   2.2   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/6955255191137367484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=6955255191137367484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/6955255191137367484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/6955255191137367484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2008/09/sitting-in-dark.html' title='sitting in the dark'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3391035047397243611</id><published>2008-08-29T19:11:00.010+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:34:34.608+12:00</updated><title type='text'>high above the golden calf</title><summary type='text'>Well, after all that seriousness, let's wind-down with some funny posters. And since I haven't bagged religion for nigh on 15 minutes ... well, let's just say that there's a theme here ...... and, because I'm an equal opportunity asshole ...Now, I hasten to point out that none of these are my work, I've picked them up off various message boards and from roflposters.com. For the weak of heart, or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3391035047397243611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3391035047397243611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3391035047397243611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3391035047397243611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-above-golden-calf.html' title='high above the golden calf'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/SLehnTVZl6I/AAAAAAAAACU/_Xm0pjIvC5c/s72-c/zombie+apostles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-8302275342111157191</id><published>2008-08-29T13:11:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:22:14.769+12:00</updated><title type='text'>panzers in poll-land</title><summary type='text'>Nothing quite annoys me as the presentation of poll results in the media. Specifically, the dishonest presentation of the future make-up of parliament - complete with pretty graphical representations of all the seats in the debating chamber - by ignoring the sizable proportion of the public who have not yet made up their mind. The dishonesty is to my mind blatant and deliberate since no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/8302275342111157191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=8302275342111157191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/8302275342111157191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/8302275342111157191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2008/08/panzers-in-poll-land.html' title='panzers in poll-land'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-8592819111617823433</id><published>2007-10-08T19:01:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:30:33.709+13:00</updated><title type='text'>despite your destination</title><summary type='text'>Bad news from the news of Blogs - Span has decided to go offline. I'd like to think that she'll be back, brand-spanking and re-pseudonymed after a short and fruitful hiatus, but in the meantime we'll just have to make our own fun. You can in send those naked photos care of the usual address.While we're waiting for those to come through, some faintly amusing pictures I stole of the web:... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/8592819111617823433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=8592819111617823433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/8592819111617823433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/8592819111617823433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/10/despite-your-destination.html' title='despite your destination'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/RwnOqDd82NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/LJMmweyraBw/s72-c/christainra6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-1168892115710957704</id><published>2007-09-11T20:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:11:16.932+12:00</updated><title type='text'>put on your new face</title><summary type='text'>From The Culture of Fear: Why Americans are afraid of the wrong things, by Barry Glassner. Excerpt from  pages 30-31.'The myth of Halloween bogeymen and bogeywomen might never have been exposed had not a sociologist named Joel Best become sufficiently leery that he undertook an examination of every reported incident since 1958. Best, currently a professor at the University of Southern Illinois, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/1168892115710957704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=1168892115710957704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/1168892115710957704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/1168892115710957704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/09/put-on-your-new-face.html' title='put on your new face'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-8716910880827391227</id><published>2007-09-10T10:12:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:31:30.266+12:00</updated><title type='text'>should have known I would consume</title><summary type='text'>... property rates have always seemed like a bad idea to me. It's a tax that only falls on a subset of citizens within the council's area (e.g. I, as a renter, pay no council fees, except theoretically through my landlord - though how much my landlord can recover from me depends on the ups and downs of the rental market), it takes little or no account of income (so if your locked-in capital far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/8716910880827391227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=8716910880827391227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/8716910880827391227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/8716910880827391227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/09/should-have-known-i-would-consume.html' title='should have known I would consume'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-6483882738374629645</id><published>2007-08-29T21:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:32:43.369+12:00</updated><title type='text'>there's battlelines being drawn</title><summary type='text'>For the fans only: Two Halo 3 trailers. The first is a live action teaser called Halo 3: Arms Race, from Weta and the proposed director of the Halo movie, Neill Blomkamp. Personally, I think it looks right tasty. They have it looking the way it should - in that it looks pretty much exactly like Aliens.The second clip is the first Halo 3 trailer from back in 2006. That music always puts a prickly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/6483882738374629645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=6483882738374629645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/6483882738374629645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/6483882738374629645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/08/theres-battlelines-been-drawn.html' title='there&apos;s battlelines being drawn'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3814898646342760897</id><published>2007-08-29T13:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:32:02.965+12:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad desire</title><summary type='text'>I want to return to the subject of my post on police car chase policy. For the advocates of unrestricted police action in pursuit of the bad guys there seems to be an unspoken assumption that once you have broken the law, anything that happens to you thereafter is a fair cop, no matter how disproportionate that consequence is to the original crime. And I understand that impulse.There is a small, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3814898646342760897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3814898646342760897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3814898646342760897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3814898646342760897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-desire.html' title='a bad desire'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-6456225861603231700</id><published>2007-08-23T12:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T13:51:09.124+12:00</updated><title type='text'>a rider on the tremors</title><summary type='text'>I was intrigued by a paragraph in yesterday's Herald editorial on the subject of the recent finance company collapses:"In unsecured finance markets that depend on a constant flow of new money to repay maturing loans, fear can be fatal" I am not schooled in the ways of finance, or economics, law, or even basic hygiene. But even I can read wikipedia, and it seems to my simple eye that all these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/6456225861603231700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=6456225861603231700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/6456225861603231700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/6456225861603231700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/08/rider-on-tremors.html' title='a rider on the tremors'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3937733495200596230</id><published>2007-08-07T13:22:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T14:10:53.443+12:00</updated><title type='text'>so your eyes can't see</title><summary type='text'>A few opinions have been doing the rounds lately and I thought I might put my humble two cents in:Police chases. Look people, we all agree that the Police by and large are chasing in their suped-up Holdens Bad &amp; Ebil miscreants. And we all want them to catch the little bastards. But. But there is a risk calculation that needs to be performed. Chasing someone at high speeds inevitably increases </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3937733495200596230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3937733495200596230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3937733495200596230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3937733495200596230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-your-eyes-cant-see.html' title='so your eyes can&apos;t see'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-2795487870484760153</id><published>2007-08-01T19:48:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:36:20.817+12:00</updated><title type='text'>through this field of trees</title><summary type='text'>... or in this case, links:Sailor gets revenge for internet insult - lesson learnt. Don't call people nerds, even on the internet, and especially if they have a name like "Pyrodice".Phone mast allergy 'in the mind' - alternative title: No. Fucking. Shit, Sherlock. Seriously, if you believe electromagnetic radiation from phone towers is affecting your health then you need to do the following </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/2795487870484760153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=2795487870484760153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/2795487870484760153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/2795487870484760153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/08/through-this-field-of-trees.html' title='through this field of trees'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-4996831619717389412</id><published>2007-07-31T12:13:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T13:32:34.085+12:00</updated><title type='text'>to save you from your old ways</title><summary type='text'>Things that irritate me #4633  "People who beat/kill their children will still beat/kill their children after the anti-spanking/repeal Section 59  bill passes, so there is no point changing the law"Yes, yes, perhaps I should have written this while the Repeal Section 59 debate was in full swing. But in my defense I'm a man who takes his procrastination seriously. After all, as an ex-Catholic I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/4996831619717389412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=4996831619717389412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/4996831619717389412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/4996831619717389412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-save-you-from-your-old-ways.html' title='to save you from your old ways'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-5394495372814356150</id><published>2007-07-31T09:55:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T10:29:17.529+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to feel that fire again</title><summary type='text'>File Under: Things I'd like to see, #7It might surprise the people who know me, but I have been known on occasion to frequent the local gym. Weights strictly, as when you're a heaving train wreck of a man you get to know your own aerobic limitations pretty quickly. And when you have mass on your side, it makes the most sense to use that large mass to move other large masses, although god only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/5394495372814356150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=5394495372814356150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/5394495372814356150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/5394495372814356150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-want-to-feel-that-fire-again.html' title='I want to feel that fire again'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3146598265081967673</id><published>2007-07-26T13:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T14:17:57.470+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew him long before he ever became a Jersey girl</title><summary type='text'>So where to now for Harry Potter? Two words people: Grange Hill.Oh c'mon, surely Harry Potter would work fantastically as a school drama? 8-12 1 hour episodes for each book, some of the minor characters and unnecessary subplots can get a proper fleshing out, the teenage angst can be ramped up, and, most importantly, J K Rowling gets another great wodge of cash. Obviously it's a little early to be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3146598265081967673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3146598265081967673' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3146598265081967673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3146598265081967673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-knew-him-long-before-he-ever-became.html' title='I knew him long before he ever became a Jersey girl'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-7420058655047852312</id><published>2007-07-24T15:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:43:11.747+12:00</updated><title type='text'>the bastards of war</title><summary type='text'>Bastard is a card game for 3+ players. I've heard it called a number of games, including Sick, Scum, Holy Jamamee, and هوو مني] جمال للفضيلة من ابنتك. But for me Bastard is a perfect description for the game, since that is the monkier I usually bestow on the people who beat me at it.Since I initially heard the rules second-hand, and over time have had several slightly different rule-sets proposed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/7420058655047852312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=7420058655047852312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/7420058655047852312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/7420058655047852312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/07/bastards-of-war.html' title='the bastards of war'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-8447481915397270690</id><published>2007-07-19T20:56:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T21:04:40.031+12:00</updated><title type='text'>this great evil</title><summary type='text'>Hands down, the most disturbing music video ever: Unkle's Eye for an Eye.The message is unmistakeable - the forces of the Evil Teddy Bear Nation will one day come for us.And we must make ourselves ready.Carry on.Seriously though, the album Eye for an Eye comes from, Never, Never, Land, is an absolute stonker and worth every penny. Happy it is not -  definitely qualifying for the moniker "Mood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/8447481915397270690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=8447481915397270690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/8447481915397270690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/8447481915397270690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-great-evil.html' title='this great evil'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-5083260061073547222</id><published>2007-07-19T15:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:30:34.306+13:00</updated><title type='text'>reputation's changeable</title><summary type='text'>Not Bad. Not bad at all.I was a late comer to Harry Potter (I saw the first two movies well before I read any of the books), and while I'll be the first to point out that they are not high art, they are definitely a jolly good romp. If I had kids I would definitely make them read them, if nothing else because they are the one true path to Satan, and much easier to read than the Necronomicon, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/5083260061073547222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=5083260061073547222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/5083260061073547222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/5083260061073547222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/07/reputations-changeable.html' title='reputation&apos;s changeable'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/Rp7bK0IycnI/AAAAAAAAABs/tuD-yl7i3fY/s72-c/poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3602593684781256868</id><published>2007-07-01T21:53:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:30:34.542+13:00</updated><title type='text'>trade all your heroes in for ghosts</title><summary type='text'>Gentlemen - it is good.Not Donnie Darko, Fight Club or Heat good, but good enough for an event movie, and all that that entails - explosions, fast edits and kinetic action. The dialogue is on occasion quite ropey, but mostly it knows that any movie involving giant robots fighting over something called "The All-Spark" -  especially giant robots named things like Bumblebee, Ironhide, Starscream, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3602593684781256868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3602593684781256868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3602593684781256868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3602593684781256868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/07/trade-all-your-heroes-in-for-ghosts.html' title='trade all your heroes in for ghosts'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/Rod-caRPj8I/AAAAAAAAABk/uf_fmjuB6tA/s72-c/images-transformers-20070615112308648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3390156158667728503</id><published>2007-07-01T13:39:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:30:35.282+13:00</updated><title type='text'>you know the secrets of the universe</title><summary type='text'>Funny pictures, just because I can.I may be thinking of particular people I know with that last one.... especially here for the people I was thinking of with the Cat Proximity picture. And finally, it is traditional to end with this:Indeed."One day I had an asthmatic attack. These three asthmatics jumped me. I know, it's my fault... I should have heard them hiding." - Emo Philips</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3390156158667728503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3390156158667728503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3390156158667728503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3390156158667728503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-know-secrets-of-universe.html' title='you know the secrets of the universe'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/RocG8KRPj3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ocaZIYhiW2Y/s72-c/Scaredofthebear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-9003465465350235639</id><published>2007-06-30T15:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T13:39:00.035+12:00</updated><title type='text'>but your love alone won't save the world</title><summary type='text'>Despite appearing to commit the heinous sin of wearing skirt-over-trousers, in the Maniac Street Preachers song Your Love Alone Is Not Enough Nina Persson reminds us that her swedish-scented voice can on occasion rent holes in bloody carcass of my heart, like a succubus on heat. She ain't half bad looking either.The incurably heart-broken should also look out for her singing The Bluest Eyes In </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/9003465465350235639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=9003465465350235639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/9003465465350235639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/9003465465350235639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/06/but-your-love-alone-wont-save-world.html' title='but your love alone won&apos;t save the world'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-2155803625920639289</id><published>2007-06-29T20:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:30:35.439+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I got no time for private consultation</title><summary type='text'>I seem to have collected several hundred links to articles of momentary interest during my travails upon the silicon paths, always meaning to tag them onto the end of my blog entries; but since my blog entries have been a little light recently, I guess I'll have to salt a few random ones here instead:The USB Missile launcher - now, I've got one of these. It's fun for 5 minutes or so, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/2155803625920639289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=2155803625920639289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/2155803625920639289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/2155803625920639289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-got-no-time-for-private-consultation.html' title='I got no time for private consultation'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/RoThuaRPj2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/y9yj4e7M-gA/s72-c/154735087_db6b78bc84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-4922552244317806135</id><published>2007-06-25T11:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:30:35.739+13:00</updated><title type='text'>in Jersey everything's legal, as long as you don't get caught</title><summary type='text'>Well it's official: if Seth Green liked Transformers, it must be good. I'm off to see it Sunday, with a spring in my step and a small child in my tummy.... obviously I'm kidding. I couldn't fit a whole small child in my tummy. I'll put the rest in the fridge for later.... I'm no expert obviously, but doesn't Optimus Prime look kinda young in that poster? Weird.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/4922552244317806135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=4922552244317806135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/4922552244317806135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/4922552244317806135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-jersey-everythings-legal-as-long-as.html' title='in Jersey everything&apos;s legal, as long as you don&apos;t get caught'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/RoTGnaRPj0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uBmOPs747Yk/s72-c/images-transformers-20070615115903884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-4930140910180271486</id><published>2007-06-12T18:22:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:30:36.181+13:00</updated><title type='text'>cut out of the sun</title><summary type='text'>It's official - after watching the latest Doctor Who episode (Blink - episode 10 of series 3 *cough* utorrent *cough*), there is a new Hottest-Girl-In-Teh-World, finally dethroning The-Mysterious-Redhead-At-Teh-Bus-stop. Her name is Carey Mulligan, playing Sally Sparrow, and here's some more photos from the BBC's Doctor Who site:The fan-boy and fan-girl discussion has already started here. Also, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/4930140910180271486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=4930140910180271486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/4930140910180271486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/4930140910180271486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/06/cut-out-of-sun.html' title='cut out of the sun'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DrFrulb3zZc/Rm5KCb0T-HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QEMoLLJDE5w/s72-c/sallysparrow23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-3083686642074619024</id><published>2007-06-01T10:46:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:31:44.806+12:00</updated><title type='text'>with magic soaking my spine</title><summary type='text'>On the subject of our "Christian Heritage". Well, heck it's true. We're fricking soaked in unconscious christianity in this country, like most of the Western World that we receive the majority of our cultural influences from. How many of us, everyday, invoke the christian deities accidentally when we make an exclaimation - "My God!", "Jesus Christ!", "Sweet Zombie Jesus!", etc.What is less clear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/3083686642074619024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=3083686642074619024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3083686642074619024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/3083686642074619024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/06/with-magic-soaking-my-spine.html' title='with magic soaking my spine'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-6786685065574174312</id><published>2007-05-22T13:18:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:57:57.270+12:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a light in the valley</title><summary type='text'>Brian Tamaki sees the dark shadow of Satan, in the form of secularism, looming across New Zealand ...... meanwhile, Satan is sitting at home on the couch watching South Park and drinking a beer, because while the dark shadow of evil - in the form of Brian Tamaki - looms across New Zealand, his work here is done.In other news ...The Transformers movie looks like it actually might turn out to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/6786685065574174312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=6786685065574174312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/6786685065574174312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/6786685065574174312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-light-in-valley.html' title='there&apos;s a light in the valley'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-7020574224258460896</id><published>2007-05-17T13:01:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T13:17:20.601+12:00</updated><title type='text'>you wear nothing, but you wear it so well</title><summary type='text'>Things that irritate me #4627:"Tax cuts will act as incentive for people to work more"This is one of the those supposedly intuitive ideas that I could never for the life of me understand. If you cut taxes, workers have more incentives to work as they receive more money in the hand, since less of it is going to our fat, old, nanny-cow of a government. Or something.But it's ridiculous.The majority </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/7020574224258460896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=7020574224258460896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/7020574224258460896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/7020574224258460896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-wear-nothing-but-you-wear-it-so.html' title='you wear nothing, but you wear it so well'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-4302840169952967095</id><published>2007-05-03T19:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:31:06.685+12:00</updated><title type='text'>bare-boned and crazy</title><summary type='text'>Linky-linkySexy Vader - So, so wrong.Army Tests Fighting 'Bot - some people obviously need to watch Terminator again. This particular droid of death has the relatively unthreatenging name of MULE (Multifunction Utility Logistics and Equipment). Slightly less cuddly is it's big brother - Crusher. Obviously they ain't no pansies at DARPA. One thing is for certain though: giant, killer robots will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/4302840169952967095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=4302840169952967095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/4302840169952967095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/4302840169952967095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/05/bare-boned-and-crazy.html' title='bare-boned and crazy'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-2544169223907383920</id><published>2007-05-03T18:44:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T18:52:49.908+12:00</updated><title type='text'>if I've gone overboard: letters to the ether</title><summary type='text'>Fuck it, the Herald might be smart enough not unleash my passions upon the unsuspecting public, but you poor bastards will not escape my wrath. Below then, is my last unpublished letter to the editor:When the opening headline in the Herald proclaims "Jealous gunman who massacred 32 ... was a new immigrant" one wonders how much further into the gutter journalism can fall. What was so important </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/2544169223907383920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=2544169223907383920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/2544169223907383920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/2544169223907383920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-ive-gone-overboard-letters-to-ether.html' title='if I&apos;ve gone overboard: letters to the ether'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-116511072485171585</id><published>2006-12-03T14:14:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T18:35:00.948+12:00</updated><title type='text'>about a lucky man who made the grade (the orphan posts series)</title><summary type='text'>Right, so downloading intewub pron one million times faster is getting a little boring, so I thought I should once more return to enlightening you dirty little savages with my erudite pontifications and breathtaking wit. To start me off, here's an unfinished post from long, long ago. Do me a favour and suggest some extra paragraphs I can insert to make this post make more sense (and if anyone has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/116511072485171585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=116511072485171585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/116511072485171585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/116511072485171585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/12/about-lucky-man-who-made-grade.html' title='about a lucky man who made the grade (the orphan posts series)'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115882982033042882</id><published>2006-09-21T20:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:31:16.306+12:00</updated><title type='text'>paint it black</title><summary type='text'>Good news! Black hole won't destroy EarthBest quote:... trapped black holes are so tiny, they could pass through a block of iron the distance from the Earth to the Moon and not hit anything. They would each take about 100 hours to gobble up one proton. At that rate ... "about 100 protons would be destroyed every year by such a black hole, so it would take much more than the age of universe to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115882982033042882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115882982033042882' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115882982033042882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115882982033042882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/09/paint-it-black.html' title='paint it black'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115882739105887332</id><published>2006-09-21T19:48:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T20:34:59.396+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I see you under the midnight</title><summary type='text'>Freaking hell, David Gemmell died 2 months ago and nobody told me? Holy crap. Best quote from Wikipedia:"I tried to quit smoking and found that the years of polluting my brain with nicotine meant that I couldn't string a reasonable sentence together without filling my lungs with smoke. I went three months without a drag, took a good look at the crap I was writing and lit up."Lengendary.David </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115882739105887332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115882739105887332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115882739105887332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115882739105887332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-see-you-under-midnight.html' title='I see you under the midnight'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115873800276014217</id><published>2006-09-20T19:16:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:13:32.879+12:00</updated><title type='text'>now I'm hiding in Honduras</title><summary type='text'>Frank can't help it, he just likes oversized rocket launchers.As always, if you ever see this, or anything like it, freaking drop me a line in the comments. I mean, for zombie-christ's sake, do you think I like ransoming your children?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115873800276014217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115873800276014217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115873800276014217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115873800276014217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/09/now-im-hiding-in-honduras.html' title='now I&apos;m hiding in Honduras'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115827401752166577</id><published>2006-09-15T10:18:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T19:06:02.793+12:00</updated><title type='text'>keep the vampires from your door</title><summary type='text'>If you read the Register story in my last post ("Mass murder in the skies") then you should also skip over to Wikipedia and read the story of Flight 434. This could be seen as the prototype for the recent British plot (and also was to be the precursor to Oplan Bojinka, an altogether more disturbing scenario), except instead of the TATP binary explosive that The Register is so skeptical of, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115827401752166577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115827401752166577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115827401752166577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115827401752166577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/09/keep-vampires-from-your-door.html' title='keep the vampires from your door'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115684919679692504</id><published>2006-08-29T22:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:59:56.820+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at trader Vic's ... and his hair was perfect</title><summary type='text'>Compulsory reading: Mass murder in the skies: was the plot feasible?... or were we all scared over something that would never have worked? Then, for a laugh, read the Terror-Junkies getting worked up in Reg hacks eat babies' souls.And if that got you wondering how about Amazing terror weapons: the imaginary suitcase nuke?On a lighter note, read this story about famed spoon-molester Uri Geller. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115684919679692504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115684919679692504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115684919679692504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115684919679692504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-saw-werewolf-drinking-pina-colada-at.html' title='I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at trader Vic&apos;s ... and his hair was perfect'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115684808932046744</id><published>2006-08-29T21:50:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T08:48:15.750+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Clarkson is a fat fucking fascist pig</title><summary type='text'>Bugger, I managed to prove Godwin's Law in my title, but good god the man is a complete tosser. Anyway, NRT puts it more eloguently than me, and Bomber says it as offensively as he possibly can, although I'm sure he could have slipped a reference to beastiality in there somewhere, but I'd like to add a few points:1. There seems to be a pervasive, Protocols of the Elders of Zion-like myth that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115684808932046744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115684808932046744' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115684808932046744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115684808932046744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/08/bob-clarkson-is-fat-fucking-fascist.html' title='Bob Clarkson is a fat fucking fascist pig'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115554620753917249</id><published>2006-08-14T20:24:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:47:28.840+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama always told my not to look into the eyes of the sun ...</title><summary type='text'>Well, Monkey Fluids linked to me, so I guess I have to write something ... but what? I know, I'll break my blasted habit of writing half a post, getting tired or distracted, promising to post the rest of it tomorrow (or next week) and then never mentioning it again. Just to confound you all.Does it matter whether the United States saved our bacon in WWII?So let's ignore the preceeding post and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115554620753917249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115554620753917249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115554620753917249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115554620753917249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/08/mama-always-told-my-not-to-look-into.html' title='Mama always told my not to look into the eyes of the sun ...'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115191835073358971</id><published>2006-07-03T20:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:58:54.056+12:00</updated><title type='text'>.... but mama, that's where the fun is.</title><summary type='text'>It's the argument hour, a hopefully regular spot where I try to deflate prevalent strawmen, often with the aid of outrageously mixed metaphors. Today's argument is:We should support the United States in the War On Terror/Cold War/War of the Worlds because they stopped the ravening hordes of marauding Japanese from taking over the entire Pacific, overrunning the Australians, and coming here to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115191835073358971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115191835073358971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115191835073358971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115191835073358971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/07/but-mama-thats-where-fun-is.html' title='.... but mama, that&apos;s where the fun is.'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115166287751728430</id><published>2006-06-30T20:38:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:08:06.566+12:00</updated><title type='text'>who do i have to kill to find some news?</title><summary type='text'>So ... it's been cheap movie week and I've doused myself in a potent mixture of Dragnet, Under Siege, True Lies, and Robocop 1 &amp; 2 and then lit the match. The things I've learnt:In the 80s it was compulsory for every cop movie to have at least one scene in a strip club. This may say something about the Reagan/Thatcher psychosocial infection (thank you Dr Bartholomew Wolper) ... or it could just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115166287751728430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115166287751728430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115166287751728430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115166287751728430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-do-i-have-to-kill-to-find-some.html' title='who do i have to kill to find some news?'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115088317596876665</id><published>2006-06-21T21:04:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T21:46:16.070+12:00</updated><title type='text'>the frogs of war</title><summary type='text'> Puppets Who KillYep, I had to go change my pants too.Bill the bloodthirsty ventriloquist dummy, Buttons the sexually hyperactive corporate mascot, Cuddles the foul-mouthed comfort doll and Rocko the con-artist plush puppy, all being looked after in a half-way house by a (human) social worker named Dan.I mean, c'mon, how can I lose with quotes like this?Rocko: I'd have to say I'm a breast man, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115088317596876665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115088317596876665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115088317596876665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115088317596876665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/06/frogs-of-war.html' title='the frogs of war'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115071327635689432</id><published>2006-06-19T22:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T20:09:32.116+12:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the humanity!</title><summary type='text'>I really should be excited about Transformers.  Okay, I'm not a true believer and my transformers-loving phase as a child was relatively short, but the simple fact is: Giant Robots rock. Giant Robots that Transform into cars and trucks and planes and shoot each other with large laser cannons are even better than rock. And CGI as at the point where it is definitely feasible to have a live action </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115071327635689432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115071327635689432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115071327635689432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115071327635689432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-humanity.html' title='oh the humanity!'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115070989692220958</id><published>2006-06-19T20:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:38:16.980+12:00</updated><title type='text'>we are amateurs</title><summary type='text'>From Banking on Baghdad: Inside Iraq's 7,000-Year History of War, Profit and Conflict by Edwin Black. Excerpts from pages 41-47.The Mongols waged organised terror as a war tactic to inspire surrender. When they approached they, they often did so in a great tumult. Sometimes they simply beat drums outside a walled city for days before an onslaught. Or they hurled incendiary missiles, or bombarded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115070989692220958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115070989692220958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115070989692220958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115070989692220958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-are-amateurs.html' title='we are amateurs'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115070696858644117</id><published>2006-06-19T20:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:57:06.853+12:00</updated><title type='text'>the electric frying pan of love, Part III</title><summary type='text'>steam up a batch of sliced carrots, beans, and broccoli.get one of those 3 minute macaroni cheese packets - one of the ones where you chuck the cheese-sauce powder into milk and then pour over the cooked macaroni.assembled packet macaroni.dice 1/3 to 1/2 half of an onion.mix thoroughtly the macaoni cheese, steamed vegetables, diced onions and 1 can each of sweet chilli and lemon pepper tuna in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115070696858644117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115070696858644117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115070696858644117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115070696858644117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/06/electric-frying-pan-of-love-part-iii.html' title='the electric frying pan of love, Part III'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115027755095241185</id><published>2006-06-14T20:46:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:24:50.320+12:00</updated><title type='text'>the calliope crashed to the ground</title><summary type='text'>Before you read this post you might want to read The Dangers of Bread. It might put you in the right frame of mind ...Today's NZ Herald had a story entitled Research finds more people indulging in party pills than expected. Or, as I'd like to call it, "a whole bunch of statistics that don't tell us much conclusive, but we'll sure as hell spin them for all they're worth".Let's start with the first</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115027755095241185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115027755095241185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115027755095241185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115027755095241185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/06/calliope-crashed-to-ground.html' title='the calliope crashed to the ground'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-115027402906033518</id><published>2006-06-14T19:51:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:29:20.783+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna go build my own theme park! With blackjack and hookers! In fact, forget the park ...</title><summary type='text'>From The Iron Triangle: Inside the Secret World of the Carlyle Group, by Dan Briody, page 10:... in July 1971, operating under instructions from President Nixon, [Frederic] Malek had compiled figures on the number of Jews working within the Bureau of Labor and Statistics (BLS). Nixon, than at the height of his paranoia, believed that a "Jewish cabal" within the Bureau was undermining him, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/115027402906033518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=115027402906033518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115027402906033518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/115027402906033518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-gonna-go-build-my-own-theme-park.html' title='I&apos;m gonna go build my own theme park! With blackjack and hookers! In fact, forget the park ...'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114536264509795939</id><published>2006-04-18T23:55:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:17:25.116+12:00</updated><title type='text'>truth in advertising</title><summary type='text'>My work email address gets phenomenal amounts of spam each day, usually concerned with touting cheap viagra or pirate software. Occasionally I also get stock tip emails - you know, chinese company X is just about to conclude a profitable merger which will see its stock price soar in the next couple of days, etc. Usually I ignore these emails, but today one caught my eye, or at least the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114536264509795939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114536264509795939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114536264509795939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114536264509795939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/04/truth-in-advertising.html' title='truth in advertising'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114483984000612393</id><published>2006-04-12T22:04:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:07:00.733+12:00</updated><title type='text'>a handshake of carbon monoxide</title><summary type='text'>Now isn't this an interesting thing ... BNZ, one of the banks whose ATMs fell foul of the card skimmer recently, is replacing the machines it thinks are most at risk. The maker of those risky machines? Diebold, inc.Diebold has a subsidery called Diebold Election Systems; DES came to prominence a few years when Bev Harris, researching the links between Republicans and electronic voting machine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114483984000612393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114483984000612393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114483984000612393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114483984000612393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/04/handshake-of-carbon-monoxide.html' title='a handshake of carbon monoxide'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114371247576764238</id><published>2006-03-30T20:41:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:54:35.843+12:00</updated><title type='text'>dead but dreaming</title><summary type='text'>Yes, there is a God - a 28in high plush dark elder god.If you want more information about your favorite high priest of the Great Old Ones, then you need to visit the Home Page for Evil, and then you can pop across to the 2004 Presidential Campaign page.  Finally you can finish up with  (oh flaming zombie christ no!) the Sex Magazine - tagline? "For connisseurs of sensual horror".Good lord.A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114371247576764238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114371247576764238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114371247576764238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114371247576764238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/03/dead-but-dreaming.html' title='dead but dreaming'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114336684499697304</id><published>2006-03-26T19:31:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:27:53.016+12:00</updated><title type='text'>cannot stop the thought</title><summary type='text'>For various reasons this week I have been thinking about death.I don't have a terribly good relationship with death; and by that, I mean I have a hard time thinking about it. It's one of those that if I let it run around my head for long enough I'll have difficulty sleeping (in a cruel twist of fate, if I'm having difficulty sleeping in the first place, then I'll start thinking about death at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114336684499697304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114336684499697304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114336684499697304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114336684499697304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/03/cannot-stop-thought.html' title='cannot stop the thought'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114284943091225125</id><published>2006-03-20T20:36:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T22:10:30.970+12:00</updated><title type='text'>more interlude</title><summary type='text'>There's a post about abortion out lurking out there, but tonight is not the night. Instead, I'm off to watch Mythbusters.So it's all linky stuff: Take a look at the Unanswerables page on snopes - the page where all the really strange questions go. My favorite entry:They say that if a person has a pet cat and dies, if the person's body is not found fairly soon after death, the cat, having not been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114284943091225125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114284943091225125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114284943091225125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114284943091225125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-interlude.html' title='more interlude'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114189331265181193</id><published>2006-03-09T20:20:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:48:04.310+13:00</updated><title type='text'>down in the trenches of hell, digging madly: Part 2.</title><summary type='text'>I'd like to blog a little about how fucked up my work is at the moment, but I'm working on a little ulcer to go with my 2 week old flu, so I'll hold in the bile for another night.Tonight it's all about the census. Or, more specifically, that question. You know, the controversial one.Many, many people have lain on their backs and batted this around  like a cat-toy; Tze-Ming's posts I thought we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114189331265181193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114189331265181193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114189331265181193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114189331265181193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/03/down-in-trenches-of-hell-digging-madly_09.html' title='down in the trenches of hell, digging madly: Part 2.'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114188861505680019</id><published>2006-03-09T18:39:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:36:43.216+13:00</updated><title type='text'>down in the trenches of hell, digging madly: Part 1.</title><summary type='text'>Before I lapse into yet another rant about what's yanking my chain this week, check out this article, Make-it-all Machine for Do-it-yourself Homeowners.  If you're a fan of Transmetropolitan (by the venerable Mr Warren Ellis, who helpfully today has a link to a site that tells you exactly how to have sex with a dolphin. Seriously. You can't make thus stuff up. Best quote: "Q6) Where can I find a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114188861505680019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114188861505680019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114188861505680019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114188861505680019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/03/down-in-trenches-of-hell-digging-madly.html' title='down in the trenches of hell, digging madly: Part 1.'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114111994291004049</id><published>2006-02-28T22:33:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:45:45.713+13:00</updated><title type='text'>bad guys get the best quotes</title><summary type='text'>"We thought it would be between us and the US, but it looks like the souls of the British buried in the Helmand after they were killed by the Afghan warrioer in the 19th century may be felling bored. Now they are calling their grandchildren to be reunited with them in hell."- Mohammed Khwaja, a Taleban organiser (and with a name like that, probably part-time member of Jabba the Hutt's entourage).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114111994291004049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114111994291004049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114111994291004049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114111994291004049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/bad-guys-get-best-quotes.html' title='bad guys get the best quotes'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114109305610821970</id><published>2006-02-28T15:09:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:34:01.583+13:00</updated><title type='text'>slander</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure you're like me, and instantly saw the comedic value of the Herald article titled: Green party 'doing Devil's work'. Said article begins: The Greens are a tool of the Devil, says a pastor opposed to MP Sue Bradford's attempts to stop reasonable force being cited as a defence in child abuse cases. ... and I can just see the headline on page 1 tomorrow:  prince of lies denIEs links with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114109305610821970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114109305610821970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114109305610821970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114109305610821970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/slander.html' title='slander'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114051373204225106</id><published>2006-02-21T20:30:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T19:53:50.163+13:00</updated><title type='text'>it's Ralph Wiggam crazy</title><summary type='text'>It's the question on everyone's lips: Just exactly how much is the Catholic church being handed in a brown paper envelope by a CanWest operative wearing a trenchcoat and a black fedora in a dark and smoky bar on Thursday morning? It's the only reason I can think of for them starting this ridiculous campaign over the Bloody Mary Episode on C4. Those sneaky, sneaky, pin a tail on them and call them</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114051373204225106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114051373204225106' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114051373204225106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114051373204225106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-ralph-wiggam-crazy.html' title='it&apos;s Ralph Wiggam crazy'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-114000025623164736</id><published>2006-02-15T21:28:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:15:37.340+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe in compulsory cannibalism. If people were forced to eat what they killed, there would be no more wars.</title><summary type='text'>... said Abbie Hoffman. Unfortunately, he hadn't really counted on the recent rise of the First Militant Church Of The Blood-Crazed Cannibal Christ (This is my body, this is my blood, this is my eleven secret herbs and spices).(Short interlude: In the book Fuck the System, Abbie Hoffman describes two diseases you can catch in New York ...Clap (syphilis and gonorrhea) and Tasmanian Pig Fever (TPF)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/114000025623164736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=114000025623164736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114000025623164736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/114000025623164736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-believe-in-compulsory-cannibalism-if.html' title='I believe in compulsory cannibalism. If people were forced to eat what they killed, there would be no more wars.'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113982286875078162</id><published>2006-02-13T21:46:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:27:49.343+13:00</updated><title type='text'>history never repeats</title><summary type='text'>From Banking on Baghdad: Inside Iraq's 7,000-Year History of War, Profit and Conflict by Edwin Black. Excerpts from pages 214-217.As an occupying power, Great Britain declared it had come to liberate Mespotamia from the Turks. "Our armies do not come into your cities and lands as conquerers or enemies, but as liberators," proclaimed the generals upon entering Baghdad. Instead, Great Britain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113982286875078162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113982286875078162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113982286875078162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113982286875078162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/history-never-repeats.html' title='history never repeats'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113982015318200221</id><published>2006-02-13T20:37:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:44:49.746+13:00</updated><title type='text'>what the hell's a "meme"?</title><summary type='text'>... it sounds like a communicable disease, and really Span should have paid more attention in Health Classes (didn't they teach you that boys are dirty?).Anyway ...Four jobs I've had:Newspaper delivery slaveCleaning slave (and goddamn some of you people are seriously unclean. Especially doctors for some reason)Bureaucratic overlord... actually, that's it. I guess I tend to stupify easily ...Four </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113982015318200221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113982015318200221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113982015318200221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113982015318200221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-hells-meme.html' title='what the hell&apos;s a &quot;meme&quot;?'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113945936535169600</id><published>2006-02-09T17:08:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:29:31.056+13:00</updated><title type='text'>normal transmission</title><summary type='text'>The problem with blogging is that somewhere, somehow, someone has said it better than you could and faster.You bastards.The problem with my blogging is that I tend to jot down some paragraphs, then get bored and wander off to look at the pretty lights unless I'm shackled down. So this is one of my never-quite-finished-posts that I started a few weeks back and that I know I'm never going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113945936535169600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113945936535169600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113945936535169600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113945936535169600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/normal-transmission.html' title='normal transmission'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113944890381689691</id><published>2006-02-09T14:17:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T14:35:04.086+13:00</updated><title type='text'>normal transmission will resume momentarily</title><summary type='text'>... there's lots of interesting things going on at the moment, sure. But the bloody Japanese keep trying to invade North Korea, and the Mayans just discovered nukes. Which is making it hard for me to invade Scandinavia, on my way to Britain, where maybe I can bottle up the Mayans in America, leaving me some time to take care of the Egyptians, thereby dominating the entirety of Europe, Asia, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113944890381689691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113944890381689691' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113944890381689691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113944890381689691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/normal-transmission-will-resume.html' title='normal transmission will resume momentarily'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113944725238426189</id><published>2006-02-09T13:27:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:15:25.399+12:00</updated><title type='text'>things I'd sell my soul for</title><summary type='text'>That's the Chap Mei produced A-10, for the 4in action figure market. To some crazy people, like me, it's worth it's weight in gold. Unfortunately, I'm somewhat short in the gold department, and the market worth of undying gratitude is quite low, so I haven't got one of these. Yet.In truth, the buggers are hard to find anywhere. The only one I've heard of for sale has got up to US$60 and that had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113944725238426189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113944725238426189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113944725238426189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113944725238426189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/things-id-sell-my-soul-for.html' title='things I&apos;d sell my soul for'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113913624239966293</id><published>2006-02-05T22:21:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T23:44:03.486+13:00</updated><title type='text'>ixnay on the lasphemybay</title><summary type='text'>My last post was primarily about freedom of speech - i.e. can newspapers, etc, blaspheme as a matter of right. And, as far as I am concerned they can (the crimes act, of course, begs to differ, but screw the law).I was, however, silent on the subject of whether in this particular case it was a good idea, or even a laudable thing to do; and in this particular case I think it wasn't a good idea.Not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113913624239966293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113913624239966293' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113913624239966293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113913624239966293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/ixnay-on-lasphemybay.html' title='ixnay on the lasphemybay'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113896119152762317</id><published>2006-02-03T21:30:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T01:25:47.613+13:00</updated><title type='text'>god does not play al-zār with the universe</title><summary type='text'>The ground has already been well-travelled, but that just means I can steal other people's ideas as my own (eg No Right Turn's and DPF's). So let's have the keywords:DanishCartoonsMuhammedFree SpeechWafflesOr, we can sum it all up in two words: Hysterical. Overreaction. From everyone.Right, first up, if the Danish want to publish cartoons making fun of religion, in this case Islam, then all power</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113896119152762317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113896119152762317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113896119152762317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113896119152762317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/god-does-not-play-al-zr-with-universe.html' title='god does not play al-zār with the universe'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113895523317924181</id><published>2006-02-03T21:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:27:13.180+13:00</updated><title type='text'>MiG 31 "Firefox"</title><summary type='text'>For those of you smart people who surf the interweb with Mozilla Firefox, a new release (version 1.5.0.1) is available here. Or, if you are already on version 1.5 your browser is probably bugging you about it right now ...and here's a site full of pictures of the (fictional) MiG 31 Firefox. Ain't she pretty?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113895523317924181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113895523317924181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113895523317924181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113895523317924181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/mig-31-firefox.html' title='MiG 31 &quot;Firefox&quot;'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113895464578201101</id><published>2006-02-03T20:47:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:17:25.836+13:00</updated><title type='text'>illegal things</title><summary type='text'>Back when the the Civil Unions debate was raging I got a powerful urge to go read the 1955 Marriage Act. God only knows why, but I'm sure I had a good reason at the time, possibly involving an impassioned letter to the editor or to check whether I could marry Bert and/or Ernie. While the Act was strangely silent on such a union, it did give me a whole list of people I can't marry:Grandmother     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113895464578201101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113895464578201101' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113895464578201101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113895464578201101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/02/illegal-things.html' title='illegal things'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113870091005508845</id><published>2006-01-31T22:18:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:52:10.216+13:00</updated><title type='text'>terrifying space monkeys</title><summary type='text'>... so the venerable Don Brash is supposed to be talking about immigration at Orewa tonight. According to the equally venerable New Zealand Herald, Brash islikely tonight to note that immigration can be beneficial to New Zealand and to avoid making any definitive statements that clearly commit National to a change in position. But his suggestion that Western ideals such as personal liberty and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113870091005508845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113870091005508845' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113870091005508845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113870091005508845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/terrifying-space-monkeys.html' title='terrifying space monkeys'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113869890433916508</id><published>2006-01-31T20:13:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:15:05.840+13:00</updated><title type='text'>achieving serenity</title><summary type='text'>It was a good long weekend, not least because at the beginning of it I got packages containing Sin City: Recut, Extended, Unrated, a near mint 1985 Ferret, 3 Shock Vipers, 3 Crimson Shadow Guards, and 2 Cobra Troopers.And Serenity.I came late to the Firefly party. I'm not much of a Joss Whedon fan, and by that I mean I haven't seen much of his work, but more through laziness than malice; and what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113869890433916508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113869890433916508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113869890433916508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113869890433916508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/achieving-serenity.html' title='achieving serenity'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113869152656940028</id><published>2006-01-31T19:59:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:18:13.383+13:00</updated><title type='text'>the strangest thing</title><summary type='text'>normally when you are too lazy to clean out the frypan from cooking pork chops, and then use it the next night to cook a different meat dish, the results can be ... unpredictable. Last night however, the ubiquitous chicken thighs were a treat. True, I did douse them in sweet chilli sauce and garlic, and then fry it all up with thick potato slices, but really it all turned out a million times </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113869152656940028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113869152656940028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113869152656940028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113869152656940028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/strangest-thing.html' title='the strangest thing'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113801221156200144</id><published>2006-01-23T20:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T23:34:04.926+13:00</updated><title type='text'>كلّك قاعدة ينتسب إلى نا</title><summary type='text'>Right, prediction time for all you amateur foreign affairs wonks (if you are actually a foreign affairs expert - push off. we don't want yer kind here with yer fancy-speak tryin' to steal our womenfolk).What's going to happen in the Middle East in the short to medium (say 5-10 years)?The reason I ask is the two people getting the most screen-time figuratively both seemed to have failed at their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113801221156200144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113801221156200144' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113801221156200144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113801221156200144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='كلّك قاعدة ينتسب إلى نا'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113792370603073719</id><published>2006-01-22T22:28:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T22:55:07.986+13:00</updated><title type='text'>the electric frypan of love, Part II</title><summary type='text'>crack an egg into a medium sized bowl.add a splash of soy sauce, a few shakes of garlic salt, ditto lemon pepper, and a few strinkles of cajun spices if you're feeling lucky.add two splashes of sweet chilli sauce.Grate half a large carrot and dump that in too.Finally add half a large onion, finely chopped.Mix.Throw in 500g of prime beef mince. The egg mixture acts a binder as well as a flavouring</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113792370603073719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113792370603073719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113792370603073719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113792370603073719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/electric-frypan-of-love-part-ii.html' title='the electric frypan of love, Part II'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113766346762760231</id><published>2006-01-19T21:21:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T22:30:04.796+13:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a minute; i just need to irony my shirts</title><summary type='text'>As I discussed in Loot, I picked up Collapse by Jared Diamond for Christmas. I finished reading it a while back, but one thing or another stopped me from posting about it (the one thing was laziness; the another is a propensity for being proud of talking totally bollocks). After reading Collapse I am convinced of several things:We're fucked.  The world is going to slowly decline into subsistence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113766346762760231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113766346762760231' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113766346762760231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113766346762760231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/give-me-minute-i-just-need-to-irony-my.html' title='give me a minute; i just need to irony my shirts'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113749096987101269</id><published>2006-01-17T20:52:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:42:50.483+13:00</updated><title type='text'>speaking of sexual perversions ...</title><summary type='text'>... The Whig is extraordinarily fascinating, like watching a car crash in slow motion, albeit where where one of cars is filled with crazed naked felching-fetishists, and the other car is piloted by a lone frottagist with a death wish.If you don't know what felching is ... you should really go ask your parents; if they don't know, well maybe you could all look it up on the internet together?But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113749096987101269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113749096987101269' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113749096987101269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113749096987101269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/speaking-of-sexual-perversions.html' title='speaking of sexual perversions ...'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113748429847230060</id><published>2006-01-17T20:33:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T20:51:38.506+13:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all a lie</title><summary type='text'>Recently, that shameless hussy Apathy Jack over at Brain Stab made the following, shattering accusation: That I, Mister Stupid, was either gay or a eunuch; to which I can only state, quite categorically - I am not, nor have I ever been, a member of the Communist Party.Although, to be fair, I have been known to dress up as one while engaged in a little slap 'n tickle.That is all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113748429847230060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113748429847230060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113748429847230060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113748429847230060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-all-lie.html' title='it&apos;s all a lie'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113711474220263626</id><published>2006-01-13T13:49:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T14:12:22.243+13:00</updated><title type='text'>remembrance of things past</title><summary type='text'>It's hard to lock down the source of this memory, but I'm going to take a stab in the dark and guess that it comes from the many trips our family took in the early eighties to places like Taupo and Stratford. As you might expect, a trip to a fish 'n chip shop was mandatory along the way, and I distinctly remember that you could buy chocolate donuts. Now, of course, you can still buy chocolate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113711474220263626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113711474220263626' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113711474220263626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113711474220263626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/remembrance-of-things-past.html' title='remembrance of things past'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113679399654023757</id><published>2006-01-09T19:29:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:06:36.593+13:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another hilarious title for a post</title><summary type='text'>I've got two ideas for improving the world in small, but significant ways:Completely stolen from Michael Moore (praise his name!!), but it's a good one so it's worth repeating. Whenever a country decides to go to war, any children of nationally elected politicians over the age of 16 (and military high command while we're at it) are immediately drafted into front-line infantry divisions. Because, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113679399654023757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113679399654023757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113679399654023757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113679399654023757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/yet-another-hilarious-title-for-post.html' title='yet another hilarious title for a post'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113653779728473375</id><published>2006-01-06T20:44:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:56:37.326+13:00</updated><title type='text'>klepo-literacy</title><summary type='text'>I have an uncomfortable feeling that I'm unconsciously copying someone else's writing style, but I'll be buggered if I can figure out who.  It's a weird feeling.Anyway, my blogger bile has subsided somewhat, so today no rants, just links:Firstly, Brain Stab pointed me all the way to David Wong's Pointless Waste of Time. All I can say is: why didn't find this link when I was at work this morning?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113653779728473375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113653779728473375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113653779728473375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113653779728473375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/klepo-literacy.html' title='klepo-literacy'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113645291214599468</id><published>2006-01-05T20:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:21:53.116+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Prove Christ exists, judge orders priest</title><summary type='text'>You might think that's a snappy name for a post, but the story is here. If you're too lazy to read it then here's the best bits:legal proceedings [began] against Father Righi three years ago after the priest denounced Signor Cascioli in the parish newsletter for questioning Christ’s historical existence ... The judge had earlier refused to take up the case, but was overruled last month by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113645291214599468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113645291214599468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113645291214599468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113645291214599468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/prove-christ-exists-judge-orders.html' title='Prove Christ exists, judge orders priest'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113644465199029028</id><published>2006-01-05T19:23:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T20:04:12.020+13:00</updated><title type='text'>An apology</title><summary type='text'>From the Editor:Due to overwhelming complaint, the following phrases will no longer used by Mr Stupid in blog rants:-"Norturnal emissions""Wet dreams""Dick, I'll expect my cheque in the mail"any sentence containing the words "Apathy Jack" and "nipples" and especially "cayenne pepper" and "smear liberally, whilst singing 'Let's get it on' by Marvin Gaye""Schlieffen Plan" due to concern that this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113644465199029028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113644465199029028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113644465199029028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113644465199029028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/apology.html' title='An apology'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113636708159399379</id><published>2006-01-04T21:59:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:31:21.776+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out for Charlie, in the trees.</title><summary type='text'>Debate of the moment (yep, it's the summer season of slow news): chop down the trees along Queen street and replace them with natives; or don't chop them down because of it's PC madness gone ... um, madder.Good posts from Tim Selwyn of Tumeke and Russell Brown on Public Address - parts 1 &amp; 2.  In the spirit of can't we all just get along, here's my solution: double the amount of green space on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113636708159399379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113636708159399379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113636708159399379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113636708159399379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/watch-out-for-charlie-in-trees.html' title='Watch out for Charlie, in the trees.'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113636472089939987</id><published>2006-01-04T19:30:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T23:10:07.146+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice company you keep, terrorist; or, I'm just like the fetuses, Chuck, I wasn't born yesterday</title><summary type='text'>(the first half of the title is stolen from Span, who stole it off some bloke called Zedley who got it from Daily Kos. It has nothing whatsoever to do with the actual post. Btw, who got the "George Bush calls them his Base" joke? Second half of the title - well, points for reference, folks).Originally I was going to call this post foetal position, which was the best I could come up with at short </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113636472089939987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113636472089939987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113636472089939987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113636472089939987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2006/01/nice-company-you-keep-terrorist-or-im.html' title='Nice company you keep, terrorist; or, I&apos;m just like the fetuses, Chuck, I wasn&apos;t born yesterday'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113593739925016410</id><published>2005-12-30T21:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:09:59.273+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Alternate history of the world #1</title><summary type='text'>WWIWikipedia lists following as "cascade effect" leading to  the disastrous conflagration called World War I:Austria Hungary threatens SerbiaRussian treaties with Serbia commit it to mobilise in Serbia's defenseFrance mobilises in sympathy with Russian allyFrench mobilisation kick starts the Schlieffen Plan, and the eventual invasion of Belgium by  GermanyBritain's treaty with Belgium commits it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113593739925016410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113593739925016410' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113593739925016410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113593739925016410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/12/alternate-history-of-world-1.html' title='Alternate history of the world #1'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113589700371217310</id><published>2005-12-30T09:22:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:36:42.103+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Loot</title><summary type='text'>Before I start the second part of my magnum opus, I thought I'd address a subject dear to every man's heart: what they got for christmas (and because I had to ruin Christmas for my mother one year, my birthday).Things started well with 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die, a gift from the Onslow Road Irregulars, along with Empire : Nozone IX by Nicholas Blechman. We then trotted off to see The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113589700371217310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113589700371217310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113589700371217310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113589700371217310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/12/loot.html' title='Loot'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113447057478642453</id><published>2005-12-13T23:28:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:42:54.803+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me believe in conspiracies</title><summary type='text'>Read these 4 urban legend posts on Snopes.com:E-mail written by a paramedic details conditions in New Orleans.E-mails by a volunteer relief worker detail behavior of New Orleans evacuees.Evacuees verbally abused volunteers trying and trashed a rest stop in Waskom, TX.Evacuees brought to Utah arrived bearing drugs and guns and immediately proceeded to sell drugs, attempt rapes, and rebuild street </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113447057478642453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113447057478642453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113447057478642453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113447057478642453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/12/things-that-make-me-believe-in.html' title='Things that make me believe in conspiracies'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113446964362224247</id><published>2005-12-13T21:29:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:27:23.686+13:00</updated><title type='text'>torturous logic</title><summary type='text'>There's a fine line between busy and lazy; if you're charitable you believe me when I say I've been too tired to post from work stress and/or I've been really thinking hard about the subject of this post ... or if you're a realist you'll believe I've spent the last few weeks playing Battlefield 1942 and GTO: Vice City or watching the dvd boxsets of Criminal Intent, X-files season 3, and The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113446964362224247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113446964362224247' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113446964362224247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113446964362224247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/12/torturous-logic.html' title='torturous logic'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113446252515594025</id><published>2005-12-13T20:24:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:28:45.203+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Endlessly waiting ...</title><summary type='text'>I hate waiting for packages to come from America: you never know when the buggers will turn up. Small packages (dvds, etc) can take anything from 1-3 weeks to turn up. Bigger items (over 5 pounds) can take anything from 2 weeks to 12. Upgrading to the more expensive shipping options is a bit of a crapshoot, so usually just not worth the extra expense.Currently I'm waiting on this (warning - there</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113446252515594025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113446252515594025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113446252515594025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113446252515594025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/12/endlessly-waiting.html' title='Endlessly waiting ...'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113291080651996090</id><published>2005-11-25T19:33:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:26:46.786+13:00</updated><title type='text'>what is wrong with the world part 2: moral philosphy comes from watching movies and tv</title><summary type='text'>Short Intermission ...God hates me. I know this because he conspired to take away my hot water the morning I'm flying to Wellington for a meeting with [Government Department who would prefer to remain nameless]. Cue 5:30am "shower" that involved a lot of wincing and muttered curses. Contrary to what you might think, cold showers don't really wake you up, they just mutate sleepiness into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113291080651996090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113291080651996090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113291080651996090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113291080651996090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-is-wrong-with-world-part-2-moral.html' title='what is wrong with the world part 2: moral philosphy comes from watching movies and tv'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113265281920803233</id><published>2005-11-22T21:04:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:46:59.223+13:00</updated><title type='text'>what is wrong with the world - part 1: filtered through the lense of James Bond</title><summary type='text'>Since I had the most amusing stomach bug last night (oh, how I laughed) I decided to take the day off and spent some time sleeping, reading and watching movies. And before you ask, no, the stomach bug wasn't related to my chicken dish - I last prepared that a week ago, so it's not guilty.The movie I watched was Goldeneye - directed by Martin Campbell, who is coincidentally a New Zealander (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113265281920803233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113265281920803233' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113265281920803233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113265281920803233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-is-wrong-with-world-part-1.html' title='what is wrong with the world - part 1: filtered through the lense of James Bond'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113256487099619145</id><published>2005-11-21T22:03:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:55:18.240+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The electric frypan of love</title><summary type='text'>   take 4 chicken thighs, skinless (boneless is a bonus, but not strictly necessary)   soak liberally in sweet chilli sauce   dip generously in a mixture of wholemeal breadcrumbs, lemon pepper, garlic salt, paprika for colour, and a dash of cayenne pepper (proportions: lots of breadcrumbs, a generous amount of lemon pepper, garlic salt to taste, a modicum of paprika, and just a little bit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113256487099619145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113256487099619145' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113256487099619145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113256487099619145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/11/electric-frypan-of-love.html' title='The electric frypan of love'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19018855.post-113256319841194881</id><published>2005-11-21T20:16:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:59:53.673+13:00</updated><title type='text'>virgin on the ridiculous</title><summary type='text'>.... because this is my first post - so be gentle. Virgin, of course meaning any of following (from dictionary.com): Of, relating to, or being a virgin; chaste. Being in a pure or natural state; unsullied: virgin snow. Unused, uncultivated, or unexplored: virgin territory. Existing in native or raw form; not processed or refined.  ... although possibly I'm stretching a little in describing myself</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/feeds/113256319841194881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19018855&amp;postID=113256319841194881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113256319841194881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19018855/posts/default/113256319841194881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidinternetname.blogspot.com/2005/11/virgin-on-ridiculous.html' title='virgin on the ridiculous'/><author><name>Frank Stupid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11288731628049347676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
