<?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-36900154</id><updated>2011-11-30T11:59:32.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caveat lector</title><subtitle type='html'>The Write Way to do Wrong</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>598</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7525370131370705805</id><published>2011-10-12T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T06:29:53.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hors avec le vieux, en avec le vieux</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ILaTgQBKRbE" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Out with the old, in with the old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7525370131370705805?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7525370131370705805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7525370131370705805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7525370131370705805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7525370131370705805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/10/hors-avec-le-vieux-en-avec-le-vieux.html' title='Hors avec le vieux, en avec le vieux'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ILaTgQBKRbE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-5441063744009090608</id><published>2011-10-06T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:15:45.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YF132efX0xM/To3h5OZST8I/AAAAAAAAFH4/nfG_9x9SWYo/s1600/Pilgrim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YF132efX0xM/To3h5OZST8I/AAAAAAAAFH4/nfG_9x9SWYo/s400/Pilgrim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660428679907528642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ninja abilities and subspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5441063744009090608?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/5441063744009090608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=5441063744009090608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5441063744009090608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5441063744009090608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/10/ninja-abilities-and-subspace-03.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YF132efX0xM/To3h5OZST8I/AAAAAAAAFH4/nfG_9x9SWYo/s72-c/Pilgrim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-416899896179871335</id><published>2011-08-24T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T10:26:39.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Les maîtres de samedi matin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxq9pTqbbzQ/TlUz4oZuoZI/AAAAAAAAFHI/ZqXwrEByT1g/s1600/peewee%2526cowboycurtis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ33dtCb27g/TkwCumEVNBI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/YBVdoW_c5q8/s400/waiting2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641887432704341010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Absence and death are the same -- only that in death there is no suffering." ~ Walter Savage Landor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5475001502652923095?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/5475001502652923095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=5475001502652923095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5475001502652923095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5475001502652923095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/08/absence-and-death-are-same-only-that-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ33dtCb27g/TkwCumEVNBI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/YBVdoW_c5q8/s72-c/waiting2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-1891261915707893315</id><published>2011-08-12T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T05:33:50.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7OYSR3V1L</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://toysrevil.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ6B8aZsZlA/TkLEbO5x3sI/AAAAAAAAFFg/Wu95rg-G3Ks/s400/MegatroninAfrica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639285655557234370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-1210715008344319377?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/1210715008344319377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=1210715008344319377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1210715008344319377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1210715008344319377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/08/m3g4tr0n.html' title='M3G4TR0N'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ6B8aZsZlA/TkLEbO5x3sI/AAAAAAAAFFg/Wu95rg-G3Ks/s72-c/MegatroninAfrica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4683569304878015860</id><published>2011-08-04T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T04:50:54.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DU2JQsNjF30/TjqHE3IikWI/AAAAAAAAFFU/hyD-qTLL9yo/s1600/BubbaSmith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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I went from 5'9" to 6'8"." ~Charles Aaron "Bubba" Smith (02.28.45 – 08.03.11) Rest in peace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Cadet.2FOff..2FSgt..2FLt._Moses_Hightower"&gt;Lt. Moses Hightower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(((03)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4683569304878015860?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4683569304878015860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4683569304878015860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4683569304878015860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4683569304878015860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/08/ninth-grade.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DU2JQsNjF30/TjqHE3IikWI/AAAAAAAAFFU/hyD-qTLL9yo/s72-c/BubbaSmith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2543587746861682296</id><published>2011-07-20T05:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T05:52:56.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pypg4onXoUY/TibPooAskRI/AAAAAAAAFEk/Lyk_sHX2azk/s1600/Basement_it_department.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv9o46UMm9A/TgTXdGXHi3I/AAAAAAAAFDk/_NLALA7qHA0/s320/Peter_Falk_Columbo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621855129788975986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"I did do my own stunts." ~ Peter Michael Falk (09.16.27 - 06.24.11) Rest in peace, Lieutenant Columbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6424512712441689290?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6424512712441689290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=6424512712441689290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6424512712441689290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6424512712441689290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-did-do-my-own-stunts.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv9o46UMm9A/TgTXdGXHi3I/AAAAAAAAFDk/_NLALA7qHA0/s72-c/Peter_Falk_Columbo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7717484891115180913</id><published>2011-06-09T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T13:22:48.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cult of (Cathode) Ray</title><content type='html'>Vol. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Street (2005) United Kingdom/United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEbGFnQ-xI8/TfErMvhoLfI/AAAAAAAAFCk/WmNs5qs6WYE/s1600/green-street-hooligans-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEbGFnQ-xI8/TfErMvhoLfI/AAAAAAAAFCk/WmNs5qs6WYE/s400/green-street-hooligans-photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616317708223655410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this movie on a whim and ended up really liking it. There are things here and there that cheesed it up but overall, the movie was enjoyable to watch and actually made me want to get tanked and watch football with my friends from the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts very quickly, not a ton of back story to bore you to death before your interest is captured. It's about a poor little rich kid named Matt Buckner (Elijah Wood) who takes the rap for his dope-dealing collage roommate and gets kicked out of school. He uses this as an excuse to visit his&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pudRt5c4QPU/TfErANkRkNI/AAAAAAAAFCc/URqtQR1Kjg8/s1600/green-street-hooligans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pudRt5c4QPU/TfErANkRkNI/AAAAAAAAFCc/URqtQR1Kjg8/s400/green-street-hooligans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616317492949520594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sister in the UK where he meets her husband's brother, Pete (Charlie Hunnam), who is a Cockney thug who is persuaded by money to take Matt to a football game and get him out of the house. Matt meets Pete's friends, learns what Football Hooligans do, befriends everyone. You know the drill and you know how this story goes. But, it's not the story that is the real meat and potatoes of this pic, it's the cinematography, the directing and (from some) the acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person I couldn't stand and can't stand in anything in which I've seen her attempt to act is Claire Forlani as Shannon, Matt's sister. God, she just sucks the life out of every scene she's in. Thankfully, she's not in it much and doesn't manage to ruin an otherwise great film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah and Charlie are great as is Marc Warren as Steve, Shannon's husband. But stand outs are Leo Gregory as Bovver and Rafe Spall as Swill. You may remember Rafe from Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz. He's not overly prominent in this movie but he steals every scene he's in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this film a lot but director Lexi Alexander realy stunk shit up with Punisher: War Zone so I wouldn't advise going out and seeing anything else of hers without a little research. Green Street however... Get your hands on it! Rent it, Netflix it, buy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7717484891115180913?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7717484891115180913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7717484891115180913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7717484891115180913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7717484891115180913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/06/cult-of-cathode-ray.html' title='The Cult of (Cathode) Ray'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEbGFnQ-xI8/TfErMvhoLfI/AAAAAAAAFCk/WmNs5qs6WYE/s72-c/green-street-hooligans-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2438264270418407579</id><published>2011-06-02T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T05:19:29.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creusé pour le Feu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OMxszkmtwY/Ted_WfOpS8I/AAAAAAAAFBY/NQ_H5xUdoUc/s1600/pixies_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OMxszkmtwY/Ted_WfOpS8I/AAAAAAAAFBY/NQ_H5xUdoUc/s400/pixies_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613595484857387970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FossDF-p9_g/Ted_QTzE6oI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/TL7qcDPhNm0/s1600/pixies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FossDF-p9_g/Ted_QTzE6oI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/TL7qcDPhNm0/s400/pixies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613595378709752450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qh2g39FZ1LE/Ted_QO09bKI/AAAAAAAAFBI/ZWZsJDdjVds/s1600/pixies-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qh2g39FZ1LE/Ted_QO09bKI/AAAAAAAAFBI/ZWZsJDdjVds/s400/pixies-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613595377375472802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ayua-LX5k14/Ted_P9NtsjI/AAAAAAAAFBA/nmP-Q026TVU/s1600/pixies80s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ayua-LX5k14/Ted_P9NtsjI/AAAAAAAAFBA/nmP-Q026TVU/s400/pixies80s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613595372647461426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mY9YqxcgESw/Ted_P71gGzI/AAAAAAAAFA4/57BbRwU3CGc/s1600/pixies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mY9YqxcgESw/Ted_P71gGzI/AAAAAAAAFA4/57BbRwU3CGc/s400/pixies3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613595372277472050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EbBgT2VM6Y0/Ted_PouY-HI/AAAAAAAAFAw/YSr1UcGhczs/s1600/pixies2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EbBgT2VM6Y0/Ted_PouY-HI/AAAAAAAAFAw/YSr1UcGhczs/s400/pixies2_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613595367147370610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dug for Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2438264270418407579?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2438264270418407579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2438264270418407579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2438264270418407579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2438264270418407579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/06/creuse-pour-le-feu.html' title='Creusé pour le Feu'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OMxszkmtwY/Ted_WfOpS8I/AAAAAAAAFBY/NQ_H5xUdoUc/s72-c/pixies_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7367893976323568274</id><published>2011-05-31T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T11:25:06.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cult of (Cathode) Ray</title><content type='html'>Vol. 2.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HANGOVER: PART II (2011) United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyjl1n0Ddto/TeUxKTXrWkI/AAAAAAAAFAg/miG2hQJZEmQ/s1600/The-Hangover-Part-II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyjl1n0Ddto/TeUxKTXrWkI/AAAAAAAAFAg/miG2hQJZEmQ/s400/The-Hangover-Part-II.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612946563655227970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a film about which I thought I would be writing and certainly not a film I thought I would use as a return to the theater. But, here we are and here I go. The movie was damn funny. This is dick and toilet humor, to be sure, but it's funny. Check your brain at the door because the only intelligent aspect of this film is Galifianakis spouting factoids about Thailand which may or may not even be true (feel free to check).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cast, at it's core, are even funnier than before and the supporting cast, especially Paul Giamatti for his few seconds, were brilliant as well (brilliant used relatively). I will likely not need to tell anyone the premise, nor do I need to appeal to anyone who hasn't seen the first one as pretty much everyone but my grandfather, the preacher and his wife are likely to have seen it, and you're probably waiting for the crowds to die down for your trip to Part II so... maybe this is my chance to say that I saw it first (Friday Night) or maybe I want to put your fears to rest if you're wondering if they recaptured the magic this go 'round. They did, so... GO!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MR3I1DTtPFY/TeUxBvcmlhI/AAAAAAAAFAY/7FtI6TBGb4g/s1600/The-Hangover-2_first_Zach-Galifianakis-Bradley-Cooper-Justin-Bartha-Ed-Helms_Image-credit-Warner-Bros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MR3I1DTtPFY/TeUxBvcmlhI/AAAAAAAAFAY/7FtI6TBGb4g/s400/The-Hangover-2_first_Zach-Galifianakis-Bradley-Cooper-Justin-Bartha-Ed-Helms_Image-credit-Warner-Bros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612946416573257234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post script: The film is the Hollywood debut of Mason Lee, son of director Ang Lee. And, everyone heard that lost-his-fucking-mind actor Mel Gibson was supposed to make a cameo... that role went to Nick Cassavetes who got it after Liam Neeson dropped out. Oh, the drama. This month, director Todd Phillips stated that a third film is being planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oaq24SmioaM/TeUxXiA7A2I/AAAAAAAAFAo/SK0A-Xsaeao/s1600/HangoverPart2MP2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oaq24SmioaM/TeUxXiA7A2I/AAAAAAAAFAo/SK0A-Xsaeao/s400/HangoverPart2MP2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612946790924616546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie has already destroyed records so it doesn't need my help. I just found it a pleasant surprise from what I thought would be a messy bore. It isn't, nor is it CITIZEN CANE. If you thought it might be, then you're type is the butt of every joke in this film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7367893976323568274?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7367893976323568274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7367893976323568274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7367893976323568274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7367893976323568274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/05/cult-of-cathode-ray_31.html' title='The Cult of (Cathode) Ray'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyjl1n0Ddto/TeUxKTXrWkI/AAAAAAAAFAg/miG2hQJZEmQ/s72-c/The-Hangover-Part-II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7048217984421081351</id><published>2011-05-27T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T12:00:46.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPugViYy9Ms/Td_02c0A64I/AAAAAAAAFAA/ehA-u2ilnxQ/s1600/full-metal-toothbrush.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPugViYy9Ms/Td_02c0A64I/AAAAAAAAFAA/ehA-u2ilnxQ/s400/full-metal-toothbrush.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611472877011397506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7048217984421081351?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7048217984421081351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7048217984421081351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7048217984421081351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7048217984421081351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hPugViYy9Ms/Td_02c0A64I/AAAAAAAAFAA/ehA-u2ilnxQ/s72-c/full-metal-toothbrush.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-1947852357188470650</id><published>2011-05-24T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T11:11:46.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cult of (Cathode) Ray</title><content type='html'>Vol. 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KICK-ASS (2010) United Kingdom/United States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QacxzbTstRA/Tdv0EmI6fRI/AAAAAAAAE-A/YCzaBHBmCO8/s1600/2010_kick-ass_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QacxzbTstRA/Tdv0EmI6fRI/AAAAAAAAE-A/YCzaBHBmCO8/s400/2010_kick-ass_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610346120614673682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I learned that Matt Vaughn was attached to this film I didn't think for a moment that it would suck. However, Cage attached to pretty much anything now days can guarantee mass suckness. I braved the waters anyway as I am prone to do when I've heard good things and I was pleased at the outcome. KICK-ASS, based on the comic by Mark Miller, was fast-paced, funny &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Cbir3k9g5A/Tdv0Um6gtXI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/3uiQpZTrZbo/s1600/Kick-Ass_film_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Cbir3k9g5A/Tdv0Um6gtXI/AAAAAAAAE-Y/3uiQpZTrZbo/s400/Kick-Ass_film_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610346395700606322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and hyper-violent (except that all of it was done as only Vaughn could have, with so tact). Cage was acceptable but still over-acted. He is hardly the focus, though, so it's ok even though I felt much of the film was miss-cast. Aaron Johnson as Kick-ass and Chlo&lt;span class="nickname"&gt;ë Moretz as Hit-Girl were perfectly cast as was Mark Strong as &lt;/span&gt;Frank D'Amico. The other roles were bluh or over-done (with the exception of &lt;span class="nickname"&gt;Jason Flemyng as the Lobby Goon who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="nickname"&gt;appears twice f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="nickname"&gt;or only a few moments but still demands your attention. It was HE who should have been Big Daddy! and Dexter Fletcher, whos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="nickname"&gt;e death &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="nickname"&gt;scene is that of legend, should have had a bigger role as well)  and most of the minor characters just blend in. Which was, perhaps, the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest "meh" of the film had to be Christopher &lt;/span&gt;Mintz-Plasse as Red Mist. Chris is good at what he does and doesn't even suck in this film (I am look&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvryLvG7cJ8/Tdv0VKObmSI/AAAAAAAAE-g/qS28-Z9dFME/s1600/KickAssComic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 380px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvryLvG7cJ8/Tdv0VKObmSI/AAAAAAAAE-g/qS28-Z9dFME/s400/KickAssComic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610346405179398434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing forward to his version of "Evil" Ed Thompson in the new Fright Night) but his performance is a little phoned-in. Maybe even more so than Cage's. Not enough to ruin the movie or the character. It's just... meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="nickname"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the film and am glad to own it. It's an over and over watcher with more good than bad. So if you haven't yet, see it. It get's my approval and my ownership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your hands on it! Rent it, Netflix it, buy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-1947852357188470650?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/1947852357188470650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=1947852357188470650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1947852357188470650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1947852357188470650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/05/cult-of-cathode-ray_24.html' title='The Cult of (Cathode) Ray'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QacxzbTstRA/Tdv0EmI6fRI/AAAAAAAAE-A/YCzaBHBmCO8/s72-c/2010_kick-ass_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4431968051618758288</id><published>2011-05-23T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T11:43:40.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...oops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-duhnfSQAcY0/TdqqrP0J-7I/AAAAAAAAE94/QpvTKRPKp_U/s1600/250600_2046789138338_1502709142_32252384_2809388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-duhnfSQAcY0/TdqqrP0J-7I/AAAAAAAAE94/QpvTKRPKp_U/s400/250600_2046789138338_1502709142_32252384_2809388_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609983945799760818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4431968051618758288?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4431968051618758288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4431968051618758288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4431968051618758288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4431968051618758288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/05/oops.html' title='...oops'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-duhnfSQAcY0/TdqqrP0J-7I/AAAAAAAAE94/QpvTKRPKp_U/s72-c/250600_2046789138338_1502709142_32252384_2809388_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-3067678725581606737</id><published>2011-05-20T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T07:46:15.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawm ad-Din</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkiRyvDU5ak/TdZ-iKjIbdI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/LOvOl1tnM4Y/s1600/225420_215474798470157_100000229143913_822079_3227802_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkiRyvDU5ak/TdZ-iKjIbdI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/LOvOl1tnM4Y/s400/225420_215474798470157_100000229143913_822079_3227802_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608809511348891090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Stuart Dahlquist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the Day of Judgement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-3067678725581606737?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/3067678725581606737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=3067678725581606737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3067678725581606737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3067678725581606737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/05/yawm-ad-din.html' title='Yawm ad-Din'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YkiRyvDU5ak/TdZ-iKjIbdI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/LOvOl1tnM4Y/s72-c/225420_215474798470157_100000229143913_822079_3227802_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8919830836222268278</id><published>2011-05-19T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T11:47:05.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gojira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJ6AGDX3_lU/TdVlmMkI0XI/AAAAAAAAE9I/96uMx2Bhwik/s1600/daikaij%25C5%25AB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJ6AGDX3_lU/TdVlmMkI0XI/AAAAAAAAE9I/96uMx2Bhwik/s400/daikaij%25C5%25AB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608500617842053490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am really enjoying watching &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;daikaijū&lt;/span&gt; films of late. I started with &lt;i&gt;Gojira &lt;/i&gt;then moved on to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Godzilla Raids Again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mothra vs. Godzilla, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ghidorah, the Three-Headed Monster, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Invasion of Astro-Monster &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;i&gt;All Monsters Attack. &lt;/i&gt;If you get a chance to watch these films, they are a great way to shut down and enjoy some silly sci fi. If you are a bit to anal and can't relax it once and a while, skip it and just wait for your miserable death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8919830836222268278?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8919830836222268278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8919830836222268278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8919830836222268278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8919830836222268278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/05/gojira.html' title='Gojira'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJ6AGDX3_lU/TdVlmMkI0XI/AAAAAAAAE9I/96uMx2Bhwik/s72-c/daikaij%25C5%25AB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7275377305572089458</id><published>2011-05-18T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T06:14:04.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cult of (Cathode) Ray</title><content type='html'>Vol. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new feature to Caveat lector and it's called - The Cult of (Cathode) Ray (Yes, it is a shout-out to Black Francis).  It's my attempt at reviews of this, that and the other on my TV. Sometimes "mainstream", sometimes "cult". Sometimes "old", sometimes "new", sometimes cinema, sometimes tube... what do they all have in common? They are all on my TV (via DVD or broadcast) and they have all been viewed by me. So like it or hate it... welcome to my TV Casualty (HA!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUIET EARTH (1985) New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwy4Ml4mfFI/TdPDsFee_iI/AAAAAAAAE8I/_n6i-KNrX0U/s1600/TheQuietEarth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwy4Ml4mfFI/TdPDsFee_iI/AAAAAAAAE8I/_n6i-KNrX0U/s400/TheQuietEarth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608041123158097442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this movie in the late 80's while spending the weekend house/dog-sitting for some friends of my parents. They had one of those giant satellite dish set ups that looked like the rebel alliance along with a tribe of Ewoks might try to blow up... they were that big back in those days, kids. They had a ton of channels and one of them showed a film from NZ called, THE QUIET EARTH. No doubt, this is the kind of movie that young Peter Jackson used to cut his teeth before REALLY putting his home on the movie map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film starts much the same way that 28 Days Later does... but,  that is where the similarities&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HuS7YvULI4/TdPDsP5DTaI/AAAAAAAAE8A/5EvUARRI2jg/s1600/600full-the-quiet-earth-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HuS7YvULI4/TdPDsP5DTaI/AAAAAAAAE8A/5EvUARRI2jg/s400/600full-the-quiet-earth-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608041125953883554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; end. After roaming the streets of a deserted Earth and systematically losing his mind in the process, he begins to piece together what happened when he learns that he is not alone. As the others and he put 2 and 2 and .4358746 together, they start to figure out where everyone has gone... sort of. The end will have you saying to yourself, "um, what the fuck just happened?" and you'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was based on the book of the same name by Craig Harrison who was making a joke about a New Zealand tourist who didn't know that New Zealanders take weekends off and felt abandoned and alone like the only person left on Earth. Its present-day offspring are many, but perhaps the biggest comparison has been made to the 1959 Harry Belafonte film THE WORLD, THE FLESH AND THE DEVIL, of which it has been called an unofficial remake (?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to point out that the soundtrack to this film is what &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhBBgfvHPnI/TdPDsbdqhOI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/NSsRCN07V2A/s1600/World_Flesh_Devil_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhBBgfvHPnI/TdPDsbdqhOI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/NSsRCN07V2A/s400/World_Flesh_Devil_1959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608041129060238562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;got me into soundtrack and instrumental music. I have searched for a vinyl, tape of CD copy of it, to no avail. But it's REALLY good and very memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film is far easier to find now as part of the CULT FICTION film series (of which I will likely be reviewing more) so, get your hands on it! Rent it, Netflix it, buy it. This is a fine film that deserves more than it's cult status, but thank RAY it still has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7275377305572089458?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7275377305572089458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7275377305572089458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7275377305572089458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7275377305572089458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/05/cult-of-cathode-ray.html' title='The Cult of (Cathode) Ray'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwy4Ml4mfFI/TdPDsFee_iI/AAAAAAAAE8I/_n6i-KNrX0U/s72-c/TheQuietEarth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-3115536452412240376</id><published>2011-05-05T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T09:36:53.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se reposer dans la Paix, M. Cooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9TpZebQns4/TcLSGG_3MdI/AAAAAAAAE60/7cMniNVXHRU/s1600/jackie_cooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9TpZebQns4/TcLSGG_3MdI/AAAAAAAAE60/7cMniNVXHRU/s400/jackie_cooper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603271888801837522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"If it's boring, then it's tiring." ~ John "Jackie" Cooper, Jr. (09.15.11 - 05.03.11) Rest in Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rest in Peace, Mr. Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-3115536452412240376?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/3115536452412240376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=3115536452412240376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3115536452412240376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3115536452412240376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2011/05/se-reposer-dans-la-paix-m-cooper.html' title='Se reposer dans la Paix, M. Cooper'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9TpZebQns4/TcLSGG_3MdI/AAAAAAAAE60/7cMniNVXHRU/s72-c/jackie_cooper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-6289412318949478252</id><published>2011-04-21T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T05:49:52.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Il n'est pas parti juste parce que vous avez oublié que c'était là</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRcLOCOrMbo/TbAnia9x0jI/AAAAAAAAE58/YL4Z7MQqrpY/s1600/AgoraphobiaII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRcLOCOrMbo/TbAnia9x0jI/AAAAAAAAE58/YL4Z7MQqrpY/s400/AgoraphobiaII.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598017809129001522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agoraphobia - ăg'ər-ə-fō'bē-ə &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;n.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An abnormal fear of open or public places.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...it  is NOT a fear of open spaces. People tend to forget an affliction like  this. They think it may have gone away and pick up from where they left  off before you were diagnosed. Never is this more prevalent than with  those closest to a person who suffers from Agoraphobia. Especially if  the person with it tries so hard to keep it from affecting them as to  make it nearly unnoticeable. The fact is, people take it personally and  make your inability to wander out even worse. So, for the sake of  argument, here is a description of this terrible thing with which to try  to live.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agoraphobia is often called "fear of open spaces" but this description is simplistic and misleading.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agoraphobia   is like an unreasonable fear or anxiety associated with unfamiliar   surroundings or situations, but this description also oversimplifies a   complex issue. In some cases, agoraphobia arises associated with panic  attacks from panic disorder, and the fear of places or situations occurs  when these were the triggers of the panic attacks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In   other words, agoraphobia becomes like a "fear of having another panic   attack" or a fear of anything or anywhere that might trigger a panic   attack. A vicious cycle sets in where anxiety or fear of certain places   or situations make a panic attack more likely to occur, which in turn   raises the anxiety level. Whatever its description, agoraphobia can be   not only emotionally stressing, it can actually become debilitating,   leading to a life of self-imposed isolation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another  misconception is that agoraphobia is a fear of "crowded spaces" (which  would be the social anxiety disorder).  Once again, an agoraphobic does  not fear people: he or she rather fears  an embarrassing situation with  no escape. Some people with agoraphobia  are comfortable seeing  visitors, but only in a defined space they feel  in control of. Such  people may live for years without leaving their  homes, while happily  seeing visitors and working, as long as they can  stay within their  safety zones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An agoraphobic may experience severe panic  attacks  in situations where they feel trapped, insecure, out of  control, or too  far from his personal comfort zone. During severe bouts  of anxiety, the  agoraphobic is confined not only to their home, but to  one or two rooms  and they may even become bed-bound until their  over-stimulated nervous system can quiet down, and their adrenaline  levels can return to a more normal level.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agoraphobics   are often extremely sensitized to their own bodily sensations,   subconsciously over-reacting to perfectly normal events. To take one   example, the exertion involved in climbing a flight of stairs may be the   cause for a full-blown panic attack, because it increases the  heartbeat  and breathing rate, which the agoraphobic interprets as the  start of a  panic attack instead of a normal fluctuation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People with severe agoraphobia develop the ability to avoid situations that may bring on an attack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It didn't go away just because you forgot it was there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(((03)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6289412318949478252?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6289412318949478252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rRcLOCOrMbo/TbAnia9x0jI/AAAAAAAAE58/YL4Z7MQqrpY/s72-c/AgoraphobiaII.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-5169456549882035225</id><published>2011-04-20T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:34:22.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dire Non</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uLZptx6UQLk" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Say No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5169456549882035225?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uLZptx6UQLk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-9155620176159556524</id><published>2010-08-09T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:28:49.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ma chère</title><content type='html'>My love is like a red, red rose &lt;br /&gt;That's newly sprung in June &lt;br /&gt;My love is like the melody &lt;br /&gt;That's sweetly played in tune &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fair are you my dear &lt;br /&gt;So deep in love am I &lt;br /&gt;And I will love thee still, my dear&lt;br /&gt;'til all the seas run dry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the rocks melt with the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love thee still my dear &lt;br /&gt;While the sands of life shall run &lt;br /&gt;And I will come again my love &lt;br /&gt;Though it were ten thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til the seas run dry...&lt;div 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href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-1081452521882422633?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/1081452521882422633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=1081452521882422633' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1081452521882422633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1081452521882422633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2010/06/glass-tiger-someday-more-amazing-video.html' title='Verre Tigre'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4905449003131974412</id><published>2010-05-31T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T10:19:08.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/yt-BokvT11y16k/pink_floyd_take_it_back.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" name="Metacafe_yt-BokvT11y16k"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/yt-BokvT11y16k/pink_floyd_take_it_back/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can take it back, she will take it back some day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PF)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4905449003131974412?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4905449003131974412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4905449003131974412' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4905449003131974412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4905449003131974412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2010/05/pink-floyd-take-it-back-she-can-take-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2515543847117788985</id><published>2010-05-10T13:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T10:30:10.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frank Frazetta (02.09.28 - 05.10.10)</title><content type='html'>"When it came to my art, I went my own way and did not follow the trends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2515543847117788985?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2515543847117788985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2515543847117788985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2515543847117788985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2515543847117788985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2010/05/frank-frazetta-020928-051010_10.html' title='Frank Frazetta (02.09.28 - 05.10.10)'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-5565609147683104535</id><published>2010-05-07T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:56:27.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...you shouldn't've</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/yt-jRE79bxfMtY/buzzcocks_ever_fallen_in_love.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" name="Metacafe_yt-jRE79bxfMtY"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stir my natural emotions&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel I'm dirt&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hurt&lt;br /&gt;And if I start a commotion&lt;br /&gt;I run the risk of losing you&lt;br /&gt;And that's worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever fallen in love with someone?&lt;br /&gt;Ever fallen in love?&lt;br /&gt;In love with someone&lt;br /&gt;Ever fallen in love? (Love…)&lt;br /&gt;In love with someone&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't've fallen in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see much of a future&lt;br /&gt;Unless we find out what's to blame&lt;br /&gt;What a shame&lt;br /&gt;And we won't be together much longer&lt;br /&gt;Unless we realize that we are the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(B)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5565609147683104535?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5565609147683104535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5565609147683104535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2010/05/buzzcocks-ever-fallen-in-love-celebrity.html' title='...you shouldn&apos;t&apos;ve'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-237517724819490374</id><published>2010-02-24T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T05:58:45.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the world have I been?</title><content type='html'>gypsy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; reminded me that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been absent from my blog for like... ever, (thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;) well, i lost my job a few months ago and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been discovering the world of too much time on my hands. ill be back soon. until then, its afternoon movies, visits from long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;losts&lt;/span&gt; and unemployment. (((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-237517724819490374?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/237517724819490374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=237517724819490374' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/237517724819490374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/237517724819490374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-in-world-have-i-been.html' title='Where in the world have I been?'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2756689097303067813</id><published>2009-08-20T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:14:12.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'enfer Piquant Familier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/So1APC3KiyI/AAAAAAAAEys/nOG7VUGPfcQ/s1600-h/ForgottenLore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/So1APC3KiyI/AAAAAAAAEys/nOG7VUGPfcQ/s400/ForgottenLore.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372020557733333794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry couldn't help but dread what had become endless waiting. Minute by minute turned to hour upon hour. Days passed with no word. He'd been sure this time was different, that everything said was true, that every sentiment was from the heart. But alas, he felt the old familiar stinging hell of his absence in body and mind. She'd chosen everything else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to pass the time with frivolous pursuits. Many volumes of ephemeral arcana lay beneath his eyes, read but not consumed. Many hours spent looking out into the distance at the world passing him by that didn't care. Another night had come. Where had the days gone? Why was this where he had ended up? Had everything lead to this? Surviving all he'd survived to watch everyone else have a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He viewed the darkness and welcomed the cold reality of where he was going. He'd given all and it was something no one else wanted. Why should he want it anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2756689097303067813?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2756689097303067813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2756689097303067813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2756689097303067813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2756689097303067813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/08/lenfer-piquant-familier.html' title='L&apos;enfer Piquant Familier'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/So1APC3KiyI/AAAAAAAAEys/nOG7VUGPfcQ/s72-c/ForgottenLore.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-334053304006756693</id><published>2009-08-18T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:42:35.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personne Le ne Fait la Moitié aussi Bon que Vous...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZBCcY0nJao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MZBCcY0nJao&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;...because I was thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nobody Does It Half as Good as You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-334053304006756693?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/334053304006756693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=334053304006756693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/334053304006756693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/334053304006756693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/08/personne-le-ne-fait-la-moitie-aussi-bon.html' title='Personne Le ne Fait la Moitié aussi Bon que Vous...'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7582029714436646068</id><published>2009-08-18T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:26:53.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Type Pire de Souffrir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SorWSYx8R2I/AAAAAAAAEyM/EUtGZCBOpfI/s1600-h/Wait.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SorWSYx8R2I/AAAAAAAAEyM/EUtGZCBOpfI/s400/Wait.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371341116970649442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Paulo Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7582029714436646068?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7582029714436646068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7582029714436646068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7582029714436646068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7582029714436646068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/08/le-type-pire-de-souffrir_18.html' title='Le Type Pire de Souffrir'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SorWSYx8R2I/AAAAAAAAEyM/EUtGZCBOpfI/s72-c/Wait.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2148917796186407157</id><published>2009-08-17T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T05:37:57.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dans la mort il n'y a pas souffrir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SolOzDKDOwI/AAAAAAAAExc/ur_qELHwavE/s1600-h/Absenceanddeath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SolOzDKDOwI/AAAAAAAAExc/ur_qELHwavE/s400/Absenceanddeath.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370910669543783170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Absence and death are the same -- only that in death there is no suffering."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Walter Savage Landor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2148917796186407157?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2148917796186407157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2148917796186407157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2148917796186407157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2148917796186407157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/08/absence-and-death-are-same-only-that-in.html' title='Dans la mort il n&apos;y a pas souffrir'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SolOzDKDOwI/AAAAAAAAExc/ur_qELHwavE/s72-c/Absenceanddeath.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8437875140632380846</id><published>2009-08-14T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:36:32.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invicta aeturnum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SoSG9oBZnvI/AAAAAAAAExE/q_b980NtQOk/s1600-h/StilgarLogo081209logonewerwings.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SoSG9oBZnvI/AAAAAAAAExE/q_b980NtQOk/s400/StilgarLogo081209logonewerwings.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369565049005907698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SoSG9b2vpII/AAAAAAAAEw8/kixwrwBnj90/s1600-h/StilgarLogo081209wings.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SoSG9b2vpII/AAAAAAAAEw8/kixwrwBnj90/s400/StilgarLogo081209wings.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369565045739988098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SoGU2Vx6FWI/AAAAAAAAEu0/bWibIQXgboI/s1600-h/StilgarLogoWings.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SoGU2Vx6FWI/AAAAAAAAEu0/bWibIQXgboI/s400/StilgarLogoWings.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368735892082660706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather liked them a lot so I figured it warranted posting here as well. These are some of the sketches I'm working on for the logo of my new band Stilgar. It's morphing daily but I think I have a hold on what I want.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8437875140632380846?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8437875140632380846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8437875140632380846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8437875140632380846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8437875140632380846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/08/invicta-aeturnum.html' title='Invicta aeturnum'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SoSG9oBZnvI/AAAAAAAAExE/q_b980NtQOk/s72-c/StilgarLogo081209logonewerwings.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-6296024554552850724</id><published>2009-08-12T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T07:27:24.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tout Meurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed 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width="290" height="201" scale="noscale" bgcolor="111111" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" allowNetworking="all" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="margin:3px 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metalvideo.com/type-o-negative/everything-dies-video_f4881cbc9.html" target="_blank"&gt;Music Video Code by Metal Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I loved my aunt...&lt;br /&gt;But she died&lt;br /&gt;And my uncle too...&lt;br /&gt;Then he died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for something which can't be found&lt;br /&gt;But I'm hoping&lt;br /&gt;I still dream of dad...&lt;br /&gt;Though he died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ma's so sick...&lt;br /&gt;She might die&lt;br /&gt;Though my girl's quite fit...&lt;br /&gt;She will die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for someone who was around&lt;br /&gt;Barely coping&lt;br /&gt;Now I hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;Wish I'd die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS:TON:ED)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6296024554552850724?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6296024554552850724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=6296024554552850724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6296024554552850724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6296024554552850724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/08/tout-meurt.html' title='Tout Meurt'/><author><name>Matt 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367313282716707874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel this wave that is carrying me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm unable to stop&lt;br /&gt;I stand outside of my body&lt;br /&gt;But it continues to walk&lt;br /&gt;Love me and touch me&lt;br /&gt;Your body my feast&lt;br /&gt;Torn between two sides of my nature&lt;br /&gt;Half god and half beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my mind starts to work out&lt;br /&gt;What's going on&lt;br /&gt;While the knot in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;Is telling me something's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's all the pain that I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;And the guilt that I hide&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's all the hurt that I caused you&lt;br /&gt;And all the tears that I've cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be shameless is blameless&lt;br /&gt;If we be what we are&lt;br /&gt;If freedom is what I suspect&lt;br /&gt;Then tomorrow will jar against your conditioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hunger in my flesh my instinct says it knows what's best&lt;br /&gt;But when the animal takes hold feel forces outside my control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(KJ:PotF)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6607683007239930786?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6607683007239930786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=6607683007239930786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6607683007239930786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6607683007239930786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SnsXJEslVPI/AAAAAAAAEuc/ANDk3j6SfQI/s1600-h/Shimmer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 50px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SnsXJEslVPI/AAAAAAAAEuc/ANDk3j6SfQI/s400/Shimmer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366908825589077234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls me from the cold&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was low, feeling short of stable&lt;br /&gt;And all that she intends&lt;br /&gt;And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says she's ashamed&lt;br /&gt;Can she take me for a while&lt;br /&gt;And can I be a friend, we'll forget the past&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'm not able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're here and now, but will we ever be again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I have found&lt;br /&gt;All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade...&lt;br /&gt;Away...again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says that love is for fools who fall behind&lt;br /&gt;I'm somewhere in between&lt;br /&gt;I never really know&lt;br /&gt;A killer from a savior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til I break at the bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too far away for me to hold&lt;br /&gt;It's too far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(F)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4250199392460988639?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4250199392460988639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4250199392460988639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4250199392460988639'/><link rel='self' 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Historical Quarterly. Volume 1, Number 4 Summer 1962</title><content type='html'>First Honorary Member Dr. M. C. Amyx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Mathew Clay Amyx, member of an outstanding pioneer family of Ozark County, was named the first honorary member of the White River Valley Historical Society in recognition for the work he has done for the newly organized society. The award was made at the Society's Summer meeting at Forsyth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Amyx contributed the first historical marker to be erected by the Society when he provided funds for the Rockbridge Mill marker and for the dedication of the marker. Placed at Rockbridge Mill at the Rainbow Game and Trout Ranch, the marker was dedicated October 29, 1961.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known to his friends as "M.C. or Clay," Dr. Amyx was born in the Zanoni community in 1896. His father, Sidney F. Amyx, long prominent in the political life of the county, and his mother, Edgie Patterson Amyx, were both members of Ozark County pioneer families. Dr. Amyx's maternal great grandfather, John Patter son, a Union soldier, was wounded at the Battle of Wilson's Creek and died shortly after wards. He is buried in the National Cemetery in Springfield. His great grandmother, Amanda Patterson (Little), operated the family mill near Rockbridge during the war years. His maternal grandparents, Clay and Frances Young Patterson, were life-long residents of the county. Prominent in the early settlement of the county were his paternal great grandparents, Preston and Eliza Ballard Amyx, as were his paternal grandparents, Matthew Kim and Martha Davis Amyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Amyx graduated from the former Kansas City Western Dental College, now part of the University of Kansas City, with a degree in dentistry and established his practice in West Plains where he has made his home since 1926. He married India Sims, a native of Ozark County, and they have two children, Mrs. Launa Eise man of Jefferson City, and Orin who manages the Amyx Manufacturing Company in West Plains, which Dr. Amyx founded in 1947. Before this, Dr. Amyx had owned and operated the West Plains Manufacturing Co., Inc., from 1928 to 1946.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Amyx has a long record of service in public and civic affairs. He was mayor of West Plains from 1946 to 1952 and he has been honored by having a street named for him there. He was a member of the Missouri State Dental Board for 5 years, in the 1930's; he served for 11 years on the West Plains Board of Education and he is a member of the board of directors of the Missouri State Chamber of Commerce at the present time and is a member of the West Plains Chamber of Commerce. Dr. Amyx says, "I have been a member of the Christian Church board for as long as I can remember."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after his birth, Dr. Amyx moved with his family to Rockbridge where he lived until he was 12 years old. He has always loved the beautiful valley of Spring Creek where Rockbridge stands, and in 1954 he and his brother, Lile, bought the old pioneer mill building and the entire village where they established the Rainbow Trout and Game Ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7557092647222496554?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7557092647222496554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7557092647222496554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7557092647222496554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7557092647222496554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-great-grandfather-as-posted-in-white.html' title='My Great Grandfather as posted in the White River Valley Historical Quarterly. Volume 1, Number 4 Summer 1962'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-1771357378526484489</id><published>2009-08-04T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T07:42:55.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SnhI5z0W0-I/AAAAAAAAEuM/xwVrO2UkvGA/s1600-h/HeatherWillow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SnhI5z0W0-I/AAAAAAAAEuM/xwVrO2UkvGA/s400/HeatherWillow2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366119114011497442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Friendship multiplies the good of life and divides the evil"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Baltasar Gracián y Morales&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-1771357378526484489?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/1771357378526484489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=1771357378526484489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1771357378526484489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUHKJ5n_SMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUHKJ5n_SMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to believe in someone,&lt;br /&gt;Turn and look behind&lt;br /&gt;When we were living in a dream world,&lt;br /&gt;Clouds got in the way&lt;br /&gt;We gave it up in a moment of madness&lt;br /&gt;And threw it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer me, don't break the silence&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me win&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer me, stay on your island&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide from everyone&lt;br /&gt;Can you change the things we've said and done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to believe in someone,&lt;br /&gt;Just pretend it's me&lt;br /&gt;It ain't enough that we meet as strangers&lt;br /&gt;I can't set you free&lt;br /&gt;So will you turn your back forever on what you mean to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer me, don't break the silence&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me win&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer me, stay on your island&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide from everyone&lt;br /&gt;Can you change the things we've said and done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(APP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8079607447368726013?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8079607447368726013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8093801565471958188</id><published>2009-08-03T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T05:15:16.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atmosphère</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VmfcTVgY0I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VmfcTVgY0I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in silence,&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away, in silence.&lt;br /&gt;See the danger,&lt;br /&gt;Always danger,&lt;br /&gt;Endless talking,&lt;br /&gt;Life rebuilding,&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in silence,&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn away, in silence.&lt;br /&gt;Your confusion,&lt;br /&gt;My illusion,&lt;br /&gt;Worn like a mask of self-hate,&lt;br /&gt;Confronts and then dies.&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like you find it easy,&lt;br /&gt;Naked to see,&lt;br /&gt;Walking on air.&lt;br /&gt;Hunting by the rivers,&lt;br /&gt;Through the streets,&lt;br /&gt;Every corner abandoned too soon,&lt;br /&gt;Set down with due care.&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away in silence,&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(JD:IC:PM:TR)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8093801565471958188?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8093801565471958188/comments/default' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-1650471805785185640</id><published>2009-07-29T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:51:18.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petit Homme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SnBTzRH5lYI/AAAAAAAAEr8/Empw3YCAM8M/s1600-h/LittleMan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SnBTzRH5lYI/AAAAAAAAEr8/Empw3YCAM8M/s400/LittleMan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363879296433231234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As sure as fire will burn there's one thing you will learn&lt;br /&gt;Is things you have cherished are things that you have earned&lt;br /&gt;Luck is when opportunity meets with preparation&lt;br /&gt;And the same is true for every generation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little man&lt;br /&gt;As you climb on my knee the whole future lies in thee&lt;br /&gt;Never hurry, take it slow, things worth-while need time to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back, there are things that might distract&lt;br /&gt;Move ahead towards your goal and the answers will unfold&lt;br /&gt;Love is always in the air, it is there for those who care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TW)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-1650471805785185640?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/1650471805785185640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=1650471805785185640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-5221686515423482197</id><published>2009-07-28T05:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T05:23:57.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le dormeur doit se réveiller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sm7t12yyO9I/AAAAAAAAErs/95lD1VUV1IM/s1600-h/Out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sm7t12yyO9I/AAAAAAAAErs/95lD1VUV1IM/s400/Out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363485715742211026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Without new experiences, something inside of us sleeps. The sleeper must awaken"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;~ Franklin Patrick Herbert, Jr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5221686515423482197?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/5221686515423482197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=5221686515423482197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5221686515423482197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5221686515423482197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/07/le-dormeur-doit-se-reveiller.html' title='Le dormeur doit 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cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SmhxV51l83I/AAAAAAAAEps/Whqm9LyZL3c/s200/NewYearsAir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361659977501373298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hold down the fort 'til I get back.... and if you're good, I may have pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C U Next Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8920984497157715534?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8920984497157715534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8920984497157715534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2076863843056597427</id><published>2009-07-21T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T05:55:02.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'amour Déchirera Etats-Unis à part</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SmW6HMCwKdI/AAAAAAAAEo0/ou3sYOKBQ1Y/s1600-h/LovewillTearUsApart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SmW6HMCwKdI/AAAAAAAAEo0/ou3sYOKBQ1Y/s400/LovewillTearUsApart.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360895564109064658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the routine bites hard&lt;br /&gt;And ambitions are low&lt;br /&gt;And the resentment rides high&lt;br /&gt;But emotions won't grow&lt;br /&gt;And were changing our ways,&lt;br /&gt;Taking different roads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the bedroom so cold&lt;br /&gt;Turned away on your side?&lt;br /&gt;Is my timing that flawed,&lt;br /&gt;Our respect run so dry?&lt;br /&gt;Yet there's still this appeal&lt;br /&gt;That we've kept through our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry out in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;All my failings expose?&lt;br /&gt;Get a taste in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;As desperation takes hold&lt;br /&gt;Is it something so good&lt;br /&gt;Just can't function no more?&lt;br /&gt;Love will tear us apart again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ian_Curtis"&gt;IC&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joy_Division"&gt;JD&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love_Will_Tear_Us_Apart"&gt;LwTUA&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2076863843056597427?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2076863843056597427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2076863843056597427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2076863843056597427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2076863843056597427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/07/lamour-dechirera-etats-unis-part.html' title='L&apos;amour Déchirera Etats-Unis à part'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SmW6HMCwKdI/AAAAAAAAEo0/ou3sYOKBQ1Y/s72-c/LovewillTearUsApart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-5830371309428752190</id><published>2009-07-20T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:13:38.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Café noir au lit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8OTBaspvarA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8OTBaspvarA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;There's a stain on my notebook&lt;br /&gt;Where your coffee cup was&lt;br /&gt;And there's ash in the pages&lt;br /&gt;Now I've got myself lost&lt;br /&gt;I was writing to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That my feelings tonight&lt;br /&gt;Are a stain on my notebook&lt;br /&gt;That rings your goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the way that you left me&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly contain&lt;br /&gt;The hurt and the anger&lt;br /&gt;And the joy of the pain&lt;br /&gt;Now knowing I am single&lt;br /&gt;They'll be fire in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And a stain on my notebook&lt;br /&gt;For a new love tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the lips without passion&lt;br /&gt;To the lips with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing of your love&lt;br /&gt;That I'll ever miss&lt;br /&gt;The stain on my notebook&lt;br /&gt;Remain all that's left&lt;br /&gt;Of the memory of late nights&lt;br /&gt;And coffee in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she's gone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm back on the beat&lt;br /&gt;A stain on my notebook&lt;br /&gt;Says nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;Now she's gone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out with a friend&lt;br /&gt;With lips full of passion&lt;br /&gt;And coffee in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="description"&gt;(&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Difford"&gt;Difford&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glenn_Tilbrook"&gt;Tilbrook&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5830371309428752190?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2792995370351379140</id><published>2009-07-16T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:34:29.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Paradoxe Avec les Mouches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sl8sXmiRyxI/AAAAAAAAElc/5QCc2n_1N1s/s1600-h/HiddenSadness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sl8sXmiRyxI/AAAAAAAAElc/5QCc2n_1N1s/s400/HiddenSadness.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359050865587112722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These solemn words whispered in a haze&lt;br /&gt;Could you even see me standing there&lt;br /&gt;All wrapped up in insecurities that&lt;br /&gt;Wont stop spilling out all over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A graceful approach that you carry on&lt;br /&gt;And carry yourself in such a way&lt;br /&gt;That could never be recreated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We´re in too deep, go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;If this feels too synthetic then its all a dream&lt;br /&gt;Calling on our contacts&lt;br /&gt;Controlled contained under pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fall forward into me and let it all pour out&lt;br /&gt;You owe this to yourself, and there's only one way out&lt;br /&gt;So rest your head and close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Just one more step till we´re over the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in your eyes I see so much more&lt;br /&gt;Than that place you always go back to&lt;br /&gt;You can pull yourself away from&lt;br /&gt;That face that constantly haunts you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(JH:DH:APwF)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2792995370351379140?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2792995370351379140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2792995370351379140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2792995370351379140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2792995370351379140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/07/un-paradoxe-avec-les-mouches.html' title='Un Paradoxe Avec les Mouches'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sl8sXmiRyxI/AAAAAAAAElc/5QCc2n_1N1s/s72-c/HiddenSadness.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-3389729690220007752</id><published>2009-07-15T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:18:04.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ames mortes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qU2gPzbE85E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qU2gPzbE85E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Someone take these dreams away,&lt;br /&gt;That point me to another day,&lt;br /&gt;A duel of personalities,&lt;br /&gt;That stretch all true realities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That keep calling me,&lt;br /&gt;They keep calling me,&lt;br /&gt;Keep on calling me,&lt;br /&gt;They keep calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where figures from the past stand tall,&lt;br /&gt;And mocking voices ring the halls.&lt;br /&gt;Imperialistic house of prayer,&lt;br /&gt;Conquistadors who took their share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That keep calling me,&lt;br /&gt;They keep calling me,&lt;br /&gt;Keep on calling me,&lt;br /&gt;They keep calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling me, calling me, calling me, calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They keep calling me,&lt;br /&gt;Keep on calling me,&lt;br /&gt;They keep calling me,&lt;br /&gt;They keep calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(IC)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-3389729690220007752?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/3389729690220007752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=3389729690220007752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3389729690220007752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3389729690220007752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/07/ames-mortes.html' title='Ames mortes'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-1406044962382988884</id><published>2009-07-14T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:36:44.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brûlure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlyJji8Gv8I/AAAAAAAAElU/XFtGlQPF25E/s1600-h/Burn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlyJji8Gv8I/AAAAAAAAElU/XFtGlQPF25E/s400/Burn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358308900431380418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those who hate most fervently must have once loved deeply; those who want to deny the world must have once embraced what they now set on fire.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Kurt Tucholsky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-1406044962382988884?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/1406044962382988884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=1406044962382988884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1406044962382988884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SltUeyJgi2I/AAAAAAAAElM/UzSlVxZp4tU/s1600-h/OldYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SltUeyJgi2I/AAAAAAAAElM/UzSlVxZp4tU/s400/OldYear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357969069521800034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend your time wasting&lt;br /&gt;All the wasteful hating&lt;br /&gt;Now who are you blaming?&lt;br /&gt;Are we worth saving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're stuck in our old year&lt;br /&gt;But I believe in the new year&lt;br /&gt;Now who are you blaming?&lt;br /&gt;Are you worth saving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this how it's always going to be..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(JKB:J:OY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-1748412198854180730?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SltUeyJgi2I/AAAAAAAAElM/UzSlVxZp4tU/s72-c/OldYear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8238260230368587404</id><published>2009-07-13T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T05:08:33.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>07.10 - 07.12.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlsjsBGfg5I/AAAAAAAAElE/9yA3RZQXt98/s1600-h/StumpMatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlsjsBGfg5I/AAAAAAAAElE/9yA3RZQXt98/s400/StumpMatt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357915420804219794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank yous: Mark D. for the SUNN O))) shirt! Aunt Mary and Uncle Ken for having us for the fights! Powell for inviting us to Jaye's Bday. Burris for the rides. Ybanez and Stump for hangs. Patricia Arquette for occupying the majority of my Friday Night and Sunday. Dave at Earsplit for the entire SUBHUMANS catalog. DARKEST HOUR for The Eternal Return. And last, Matt for for bouncing back so quick... dead is dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8238260230368587404?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8238260230368587404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8238260230368587404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8238260230368587404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8238260230368587404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/07/0710-071209.html' title='07.10 - 07.12.09'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlsjsBGfg5I/AAAAAAAAElE/9yA3RZQXt98/s72-c/StumpMatt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4465757452791963293</id><published>2009-07-09T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:20:00.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dhanus... as a result of the precession of the equinoxes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sagittarius_%28astrology%29"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlTjj3WWw0I/AAAAAAAAEk0/lkiCaft-y9A/s400/Sagittarius.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356156062143005506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Said of me for the Week of the Titan – Sagittarius 3 December 11-18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think on a grand scale. Your mind is geared towards big projects and you see the whole picture first and generally avoid getting hung up on details. You are big hearted and give shamelessly but expect to get something in return. You reach for the stars with both feet planted on the ground. You have a big personality and it’s hard to take it in all at once. You can be extremely moody and often need time to ruminate over a problem or plan and like to be left alone during this time. Complaining is actually healthy for you. You can be secretly insecure. You are drawn to magical and ecstatic experiences. You love to pull off miracles when faced with impossible challenges. Strengths: Big Hearted – Self Assured – Aspiring Weaknesses: Self Unaware – Secretly insecure – Fussy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4465757452791963293?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4465757452791963293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4465757452791963293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4465757452791963293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4465757452791963293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/07/dhanus-as-result-of-precession-of.html' title='Dhanus... as a result of the precession of the equinoxes.'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlTjj3WWw0I/AAAAAAAAEk0/lkiCaft-y9A/s72-c/Sagittarius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2337176534936285410</id><published>2009-07-08T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:55:16.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se rappeler l'un vous êtes parti derrière</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlTPRD5z0LI/AAAAAAAAEkk/Gfd8BNhso_s/s1600-h/left-behind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlTPRD5z0LI/AAAAAAAAEkk/Gfd8BNhso_s/s400/left-behind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356133748862865586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I don't need much more than what you've ever given me..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we gonna get together?&lt;br /&gt;Seems there's no time for me...&lt;br /&gt;You act like you got forever...&lt;br /&gt;You've got time, but you ain't got time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that you know, you oughta remember the one you left behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Excerpt:KC.LoA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2337176534936285410?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SlTPRD5z0LI/AAAAAAAAEkk/Gfd8BNhso_s/s72-c/left-behind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-832729150183285576</id><published>2009-07-07T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:42:53.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je ne suis pas dans l'amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2BavhwpIJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2BavhwpIJg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I'm not in love, so don't forget it&lt;br /&gt;It's just a silly phase I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;And just because I call you up&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;It's because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to see you, but then again&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean you mean that much to me&lt;br /&gt;So if I call you, don't make a fuss&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell your friends about the two of us&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;It's because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be quiet, big boys don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep your picture upon the wall&lt;br /&gt;It hides a nasty stain that's lyin' there&lt;br /&gt;So don't you ask me to give it back&lt;br /&gt;I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;It's because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll wait a long time for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10cc)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-832729150183285576?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/832729150183285576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=832729150183285576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/832729150183285576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/832729150183285576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/07/je-ne-suis-pas-dans-lamour.html' title='Je ne suis pas dans l&apos;amour'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-6743413099605214303</id><published>2009-07-02T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:34:38.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things I'm Hating at the Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkyoV3UW0AI/AAAAAAAAEjc/dI3qCUDzlWE/s1600-h/Hate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkyoV3UW0AI/AAAAAAAAEjc/dI3qCUDzlWE/s400/Hate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353839150616727554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. The re-airing and overexposure of a man who beats up women paying tribute to man who touched children&lt;br /&gt;2. Massive overuse of the words, "Triple Digits"&lt;br /&gt;3. Kate Gosselin&lt;br /&gt;4. Corporate "Buzz Words" such as, "Critical", "hear, hear", "continued focus", etc." especially thirty times in one half hour meeting&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone all of the sudden deciding they will also put quotations as tag lines on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;6. Megan Fox's fans&lt;br /&gt;7. Megan Fox&lt;br /&gt;8. Over the hill trophy wives who forgot to notice they're gross now but still act like their shit doesn't stink&lt;br /&gt;9. That FAR too many people are using "to" when they should be using "too"&lt;br /&gt;10. The Dallas Police Department feeling they must jump into a spotlight whenever one is shown&lt;br /&gt;11. Sookie Stackhouse&lt;br /&gt;12. People who looooove Sookie Stackhouse&lt;br /&gt;13. People who love Twilight, True Blood, etc.&lt;br /&gt;14. People who would have written "Twilight" as opposed to Twilight&lt;br /&gt;15. When people say "Where did you get that from"&lt;br /&gt;16. When newscasters, most of whom should know better, use improper grammar (I know I'm not perfect, but I strive to learn and do so every day. I'm not just content to be a sheepish imbecile)&lt;br /&gt;17. People who honk for someone instead of getting out of the car to walk the 3 feet to the front door&lt;br /&gt;18. People who let the rest of the world babysit their kids&lt;br /&gt;19. People who let their children scream...and scream...and scream paying no attention to the tinfoil their making the rest of us chew&lt;br /&gt;20. People who think they need to pull up an inch away from my rear bumper at a stop light&lt;br /&gt;21. People who never learned not to say "uh" five thousand times in a presentation. ESPECIALLY someone who claims to be a good speaker and feels they have to do so EVERY DAY&lt;br /&gt;22. Grown ups who cream over Harry Potter, Hanna Montana, Twilight or anything whose market should be tweens and not GROWN UPS!&lt;br /&gt;23. Micro Management&lt;br /&gt;24. Ex-husbands&lt;br /&gt;25. The fact that everyone has forgotten all of the sudden that Michael Jackson's been dead for years, he just didn't know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...feel free to take personally, grippe, find something wrong with and comment on all you like. These are my opinions and this is Amerika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6743413099605214303?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6743413099605214303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=6743413099605214303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6743413099605214303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6743413099605214303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/07/25-things-im-hating-at-moment.html' title='25 Things I&apos;m Hating at the Moment'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkyoV3UW0AI/AAAAAAAAEjc/dI3qCUDzlWE/s72-c/Hate.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-6328499675546957843</id><published>2009-07-01T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:43:18.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber-typical Bay Shortcomings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SktZDz16uRI/AAAAAAAAEjU/K-BMyqbG3gA/s1600-h/RevengeoftheFallen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SktZDz16uRI/AAAAAAAAEjU/K-BMyqbG3gA/s400/RevengeoftheFallen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353470504050800914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Burning Questions: The 10 Most Confusing Things in '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;by Matt McDaniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt; made over $200 million last week. What it didn't make, however, was one lick of sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, suspension of disbelief is usually not a problem for me. Tell me that a billionaire could put on a bat suit and swoop around fighting crime and I'll buy it. Or that a different billionaire could build flying armor in his basement. Or that in the future people will beam onto spaceships with their pointy-eared best friend. I'll accept all of it. I'll even take your word for it that a mechanized alien race can come to our planet, scan some cars, and turn themselves into vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, there were moments in this new "Transformers" movie that were so confusing, so contradictory, or so corny that they completely took me out of the movie. Even days after watching it, some new inconsistency or plot hole would pop into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it already: "It's a popcorn movie. It's based on a bunch of toys. It's just supposed to be fun." And yes, all of those things are true. But that doesn't mean I can't ask questions about what in the world was going on. Here are the ten that I most want answered. (WARNING: contains spoilers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;, there was this giant battle in the middle of downtown Los Angeles -- excuse me, Mission City -- that was witnessed by thousands of people at the very least. But somehow the government was able to cover up the whole thing, and now the existence of alien robots is just an internet rumor? How did they do it? Pay off everyone who was there and quickly fix millions of dollars in damage? Also, didn't Keller (Jon Voight) go on TV and tell everyone we were being attacked by "a technological civilization far superior to our own"? How did they spin that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are two pieces of the Allspark cube left: the military has one under lock and key, and Sam discovers another. The Decepticons steal one and bring Megatron back to life. But when Sam (Shia LaBeouf) wants to bring back Optimus, he has to find the Matrix of Leadership on the other side of the globe. Why not use the other piece? Mikaela (Megan Fox) has it in her backpack the whole time. It brought his kitchen appliances to life, why can't it do the same for Optimus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Speaking of Megatron's rebirth, when the Decepticons venture deep into the ocean to revive him, the Navy crew tracking them reads five contacts. When they get down there, they tear apart one of the robots for parts to rebuild Megatron. Then as they rise to the surface, the same Navy guys say they spot six contacts. The little "Doctor" robot popped out down there, but he's about a third of the size of a person. Would he have shown up on sonar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. That reminds me: even if I were to forgive the Doctor's German accent -- and director Michael Bay is asking me to forgive a lot of ridiculous accents -- why would a robot need glasses? He has little lenses that flip in front of his mechanical eyes. Couldn't he just get his eyes adjusted? You'd think with all the laser guns, someone could perform a Lasik procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Apparently, Transformers can look like people now. How? And how is it that even though the robo-girl (Isabel Lucas) is made of metal, she can still straddle Sam without crushing him. And if Bumblebee knows something's wrong with her, why does he spit antifreeze at her instead of telling Sam? Yes, his voicebox is broken, but wasn't it fixed at the end of the last movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Fallen is the last of the Primes, since they all sacrificed themselves to stop him from destroying the sun. But then he says that Optimus is a descendant of the Primes. First, Transformers have kids? And second, how could he descend from them if they were all dead? And if the Fallen could only be destroyed by a Prime, why didn't the originals just gang up on him back in the day? And what makes Optimus so special, anyway? Megatron beat him earlier, but all it takes is a few spare parts from creaky old Jetfire for him to take out the Fallen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sam, Mikaela, and Simmons (John Turturro) go to the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum in Washington D.C. to find Jetfire. Then they walk out the back onto a wide open field with old planes and mountains in the distance. When did the National Mall start to look so much like to Tucson, AZ (where they really filmed that scene)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The geography is just as bad when they go to Egypt. The stone city of Petra in Jordan is over 250 miles away, over mountainous terrain, with few paved roads and the Israeli border between them, so how can they drive from one to the other in a couple of hours. And the Pyramids are said to be shooting distance from the Mediterranean, but they are actually well over 80 miles inland. Even if the Navy ship had a secret rail gun, and even if the captain would take an order to fire from a former agent of a government branch that no longer exists (over a walkie-talkie that inexplicably starts working again), how could it hit a moving target from that distance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sam briefly dies and goes to Robot Heaven. Robot Heaven?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Where does Sam's bandage come from? What about his extra sock? Why does Sam's roommate not contribute anything at all? What was the Fallen doing for those thousands of years Megatron was frozen in ice? How does one satellite receive transmissions from everywhere on the planet? Why does Wheelie hump Mikaela's leg? Why do we have to see John Turturro's thong? Why are robots who join together to become Devastator also seen fighting the Army at the same time? Why does the government want only our military fighting Decepticons when our weapons seem unable to make so much as a dent on any of them? Why did the ancient Egyptians build a pyramid around the sun-destroying machines instead of just breaking it? Why is the Matrix of Leadership bigger in the Fallen's hand than in Sam's? And how do Mikaela's pants stay so clean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger's Note: Shame on you Michael Bay... why have you YET to direct a film featuring dialog for those of us with higher than an 6th grade education?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6328499675546957843?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6328499675546957843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=6328499675546957843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6328499675546957843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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me, I won't answer you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4857322916386848317?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4857322916386848317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4857322916386848317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4857322916386848317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4857322916386848317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-dont-answer-me-i-wont-answer-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2258881999780090953</id><published>2009-06-25T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:05:25.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkO6WE0aOaI/AAAAAAAAEis/4_eRIVyeFng/s1600-h/Farrah_Fawcett2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkO6WE0aOaI/AAAAAAAAEis/4_eRIVyeFng/s400/Farrah_Fawcett2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351325670659733922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Farrah Leni Fawcett (02.02.47-&lt;br /&gt;06.25.09)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2258881999780090953?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2258881999780090953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2258881999780090953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2258881999780090953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2258881999780090953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/farrah-leni-fawcett-02.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkO6WE0aOaI/AAAAAAAAEis/4_eRIVyeFng/s72-c/Farrah_Fawcett2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-754515408905360728</id><published>2009-06-25T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T07:56:55.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Les yeux bleus noircis</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uk1zWBi_n9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uk1zWBi_n9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;We all need a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there won't be a dry eye&lt;br /&gt;In the house tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackened blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't care too much for your&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances or you&lt;br /&gt;Situation-wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blossom and die&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll find a real need for love&lt;br /&gt;Or you live with the fear for&lt;br /&gt;The rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there won't be a dry eye&lt;br /&gt;In the house tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I hate&lt;br /&gt;The numb and the fake&lt;br /&gt;We all need a best friend&lt;br /&gt;We can trust with our lives til the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there won't be a dry eye&lt;br /&gt;In the house tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C:UK)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-754515408905360728?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/754515408905360728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=754515408905360728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/754515408905360728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/754515408905360728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/les-yeux-bleus-noircis.html' title='Les yeux bleus noircis'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2481302824765291885</id><published>2009-06-24T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:56:12.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Death of "Seem" (or...why you will be writen off) [Redeaux from 09.19.07]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkI9l-C_r8I/AAAAAAAAEic/O0RRUOsj4uI/s1600-h/moron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkI9l-C_r8I/AAAAAAAAEic/O0RRUOsj4uI/s400/moron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350907029789585346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me explain something to the lot of you about a certain kind of idiot with which we unfortunately have to share the world.  When I see a sentence from that reads: "I can't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seem&lt;/span&gt; to find..." or "I can't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seem&lt;/span&gt; to get it to work..." or anything with the word "seem" within it other than it's valid, intended use, I have to Immediately write you off. You don't "seem" to not be able to do something... you aren't. You don't "seem" to not be able to find something...you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The immeasurably high amount the of misuse of this word is a classic example of non-thinking fuck-wads in our society that repeat buzz words because they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; that it makes them sound sophisticated when in all actuality, it makes them look like slack-jawed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dipshits&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not, nor should anyone have to suffer the misuse of this word anymore!  If you get an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; or e-mail from someone and they "can't seem" to do something...call them out on their rape of the English language...or better yet...ignore them. This isn't just my opinion, there are other people with IQ's higher than that of a mountain goat who are also sick to death of your thoughtless, lazy banter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2481302824765291885?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2481302824765291885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2481302824765291885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2481302824765291885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2481302824765291885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/death-of-seem-orwhy-you-will-be-writen.html' title='The Death of &quot;Seem&quot; (or...why you will be writen off) [Redeaux from 09.19.07]'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SkI9l-C_r8I/AAAAAAAAEic/O0RRUOsj4uI/s72-c/moron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8849091643790711227</id><published>2009-06-22T04:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:25:08.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph Preston Amyx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sj9qDUP7QOI/AAAAAAAAEhU/LMabLbCM1iQ/s1600-h/Joe.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sj9qDUP7QOI/AAAAAAAAEhU/LMabLbCM1iQ/s400/Joe.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350111487547097314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8849091643790711227?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8849091643790711227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8849091643790711227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8849091643790711227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8849091643790711227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/joseph-preston-amyx.html' title='Joseph Preston Amyx'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sj9qDUP7QOI/AAAAAAAAEhU/LMabLbCM1iQ/s72-c/Joe.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4952353423344446837</id><published>2009-06-17T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:22:15.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accueillir à la Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sjjq5Igsw8I/AAAAAAAAEg0/tY4RUh6buQY/s1600-h/traffic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sjjq5Igsw8I/AAAAAAAAEg0/tY4RUh6buQY/s400/traffic.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348282824760542146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.star-telegram.com/local/story/1437617.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DFW has second-worst road rage in U.S., survey says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DFW (not just Dallas) was ranked has having the number two angriest drivers in the nation. It's no surprise at all. You see while other cities make an effort to enforce manners, behavior and courtesy amongst those occupying the roadways, DFW law enforcement concentrates on frivolous and remarkably minor offenses that have the most payout... and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; their fault. Texas as a whole will let anyone and everyone onto the road and not give a tinker's damn about the differences in geographic layout. No effort is made to inform rather than just collect money and move on. The highest percentage of drivers in Texas wouldn't know a turn signal if it bit them in the ass and is aware of other drivers like they're aware that there are actually low calorie meals. They spend every second on the road yapping on a cell phone, most likely with other drivers and can't be bothered with checking to see if they're going to cut someone off or hold up an entire freeway with their monumentally horrible, thoughtless, poor excuse for driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something else to consider other than the greed of the police and the cities who pay them and more than just the moronic, brainless, careless assholes with whom we have to share the pavement. There are also the dumbass engineers and city planners who cannot be bothered to make even one aspect of driving the least bit pleasant for anyone. Not one row of lights in ALL of DFW is in sync with any of the others. When one light turns green, you can bet that when you reach the next one a block away, it will turn red the second you get there. And this is EVERY traffic light, so most of your time is spent sitting at red lights, AND to make it even more of a pisser, they spend millions to install traffic cameras in order to collect the millions of dollars to pay for the cameras from people who have lost their minds just trying to get from point A to point B. You follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're damn right we're angry and you're damn right that not one person on any seat in Dallas or Ft. Worth's FINE governing body is going to do jack shit about it. If one or two people get shot in the face over "anger issues" then it's worth the millions the cities make in traffic fines. It's ALL about the the dollars here. So stand upright and smile DFW, we're fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to the Machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4952353423344446837?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4952353423344446837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4952353423344446837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4952353423344446837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4952353423344446837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/accueillir-la-machine.html' title='Accueillir à la Machine'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sjjq5Igsw8I/AAAAAAAAEg0/tY4RUh6buQY/s72-c/traffic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4866062687560887807</id><published>2009-06-16T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:36:26.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Les rêves (et le Sommeil) A le Sens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjeeVJVr34I/AAAAAAAAEgk/5R38rH2yMvo/s1600-h/Michael_Lukas_Leopold_Willmann_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjeeVJVr34I/AAAAAAAAEgk/5R38rH2yMvo/s400/Michael_Lukas_Leopold_Willmann_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347917168647069570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams may not be the secret window into the frustrated desires of the unconscious that Sigmund Freud first posited in 1899, but growing evidence suggests that dreams - and, more so, sleep - are powerfully connected to the processing of human emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to new research presented last week at the annual meeting of the Associated Professional Sleep Societies in Seattle, adequate sleep may underpin our ability to understand complex emotions properly in waking life. "Sleep essentially is resetting the magnetic north of your emotional compass," says Matthew Walker, director of the Sleep and Neuroimaging Lab at the University of California, Berkeley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent study by Walker and his colleagues examined how rest - specifically, rapid eye movement (REM) sleep - influences our ability to read emotions in other people's faces. In the small analysis of 36 adults, volunteers were asked to interpret the facial expressions of people in photographs, following either a 60- or 90-minute nap during the day or with no nap. Participants who had reached REM sleep (when dreaming most frequently occurs) during their nap were better able to identify expressions of positive emotions like happiness in other people, compared with participants who did not achieve REM sleep or did not nap at all. Those volunteers were more sensitive to negative expressions, including anger and fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past research by Walker and colleagues at Harvard Medical School, which was published in the journal Current Biology, found that in people who were sleep deprived, activity in the prefrontal lobe - a region of the brain involved in controlling emotion - was significantly diminished. He suggests that a similar response may be occurring in the nap-deprived volunteers, albeit to a lesser extent, and that it may have its roots in evolution. "If you're walking through the jungle and you're tired, it might benefit you more to be hypersensitive to negative things," he says. The idea is that with little mental energy to spare, you're emotionally more attuned to things that are likely to be the most threatening in the immediate moment. Inversely, when you're well rested, you may be more sensitive to positive emotions, which could benefit long-term survival, he suggests: "If it's getting food, if it's getting some kind of reward, finding a wife - those things are pretty good to pick up on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our daily existence is largely influenced by our ability "to understand our societal interactions, to understand someone else's emotional state of mind, to understand the expression on their face," says Ninad Gujar, a senior research scientist at Walker's lab and lead author of the study, which was recently submitted for publication. "These are the most fundamental processes guiding our personal and professional lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REM sleep appears to not only improve our ability to identify positive emotions in others; it may also round out the sharp angles of our own emotional experiences. Walker suggests that one function of REM sleep - dreaming, in particular - is to allow the brain to sift through that day's events, process any negative emotion attached to them, then strip it away from the memories. He likens the process to applying a "nocturnal soothing balm." REM sleep, he says, "tries to ameliorate the sharp emotional chips and dents that life gives you along the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not that you've forgotten. You haven't," he says. "It's a memory of an emotional episode, but it's no longer emotional itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That palliative safety-valve quality of sleep may be hampered when we fail to reach REM sleep or when REM sleep is disrupted, Walker says. "If you don't let go of the emotion, what results is a constant state of anxiety," he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory is consistent with new research conducted by Rebecca Bernert, a doctoral candidate in clinical psychology at Florida State University who specializes in the relationship between sleep and suicidal thoughts and behaviors, and who also presented her work at the sleep conference this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her study of 82 men and women between the ages of 18 and 66 who were admitted into a mental-health hospital for emergency psychiatric evaluation, Bernert discovered that the presence of severe and frequent nightmares or insomnia was a strong predictor of suicidal thoughts and behaviors. More than half of the study participants had attempted suicide at least once in the past, and the 17% of the study group who had made an attempt within the previous month had dramatically higher scores in nightmare frequency and intensity than the rest. Bernert found that the relationship between nightmares or insomnia and suicide persisted, even when researchers controlled for other factors like depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past studies have also established a link between chronic sleep disruption and suicide. Sleep complaints, which include nightmares, insomnia and other sleep disturbances, are listed in the current Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration's inventory of suicide-prevention warning signs. Yet what distinguishes Bernert's research is that when nightmares and insomnia were evaluated separately, nightmares were independently predictive of suicidal behavior. "It may be that nightmares present a unique risk for suicidal symptoms, which may have to do with the way we process emotion within dreams," Bernert says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's the case, it may help explain the recurring nightmares that characterize psychiatric conditions like posttraumatic stress disorder (PTSD), Walker says. "The brain has not stripped away the emotional rind from that experience memory," he says, so "the next night, the brain offers this up, and it fails again, and it starts to sound like a broken record ... What you hear [PTSD] patients describing is, 'I can't get over the event.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the biological level, Walker explains, the "emotional rind" translates to sympathetic nervous-system activity during sleep: faster heart rate and the release of stress chemicals. Understanding why nightmares recur and how REM sleep facilitates emotional processing - or hinders it, when nightmares take place and perpetuate the physical stress symptoms - may eventually provide clues to effective treatments of painful mental disorders. Perhaps, even, by simply addressing sleeping habits, doctors could potentially interrupt the emotional cycle that can lead to suicide. "There is an opportunity for prevention," Bernert says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new findings highlight what researchers are increasingly recognizing as a two-way relationship between psychiatric disorders and disrupted sleep. "Modern medicine and psychiatry have consistently thought that psychological disorders seem to have co-occuring sleep problems and that it's the disorder perpetuating the sleep problems," says Walker. "Is it possible that, in fact, it's the sleep disruption contributing to the psychiatric disorder?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dreams (and Sleep) Have Meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Tiffany Sharples, Time Magazine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4866062687560887807?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4866062687560887807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4866062687560887807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4866062687560887807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4866062687560887807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/les-reves-et-le-sommeil-le-sens.html' title='Les rêves (et le Sommeil) A le Sens'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjeeVJVr34I/AAAAAAAAEgk/5R38rH2yMvo/s72-c/Michael_Lukas_Leopold_Willmann_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-1181293402626345317</id><published>2009-06-15T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:53:45.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brûler comme une flamme</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ikJovFkcDik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ikJovFkcDik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Never thought our love would last for so long&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again I thought that you would be gone&lt;br /&gt;Still we kept love hanging on&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;That your heart still belongs to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we've stood the test of time&lt;br /&gt;We survived&lt;br /&gt;I asked for hope and a chance&lt;br /&gt;You gave the key to your heart&lt;br /&gt;You used to say that I'm not sincere&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna prove that you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna leave your arms&lt;br /&gt;Should've realized before&lt;br /&gt;Your love's worth waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that&lt;br /&gt;It's our love that's burning&lt;br /&gt;Burning like a flame&lt;br /&gt;And you know that&lt;br /&gt;It's out love that's never gonna change&lt;br /&gt;'cause every time I touch you&lt;br /&gt;You just make me go insane&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that&lt;br /&gt;It's our love that's burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love burning like a flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a fantasy in the dark&lt;br /&gt;You were gone&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't say the words&lt;br /&gt;That you wanted to hear&lt;br /&gt;But baby, now that I see the light&lt;br /&gt;I feel it's burning so bright&lt;br /&gt;So let's stop wasting all this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-1181293402626345317?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/1181293402626345317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=1181293402626345317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1181293402626345317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/1181293402626345317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/bruler-comme-une-flamme.html' title='Brûler comme une flamme'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-6304161733041976126</id><published>2009-06-15T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T04:55:53.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Porter le deuil de Ma Maladie Mentale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armand_Gautier_%28painter%29"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjY1qWpFt_I/AAAAAAAAEgM/vnnoHAJZXJY/s400/Gautier_-_Salpetriere.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347520609297741810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The expectation that every neurotic phenomenon can be cured may, I suspect, be derived from the layman's belief that the neuroses are something quite unnecessary which have no right whatever to exist. Whereas in fact they are severe, constitutionally fixed illnesses, which rarely restrict themselves to only a few attacks but persist as a rule over long periods throughout life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freud"&gt;Sigismund Schlomo Freud&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Everything great in the world comes from neurotics. They alone have founded our religions and composed our masterpieces."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marcel_Proust"&gt;Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Remembrance_of_Things_Past"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remembrance of Things Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (1925)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Much of what is labeled mental illness simply reflects our ‘unwise’ deployment of defense mechanisms. If we use defenses well, we are deemed mentally healthy, conscientious, funny, creative, and altruistic. If we use them badly, the psychiatrist diagnoses us ill, our neighbors label us unpleasant, and society brands us immoral."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Eman_Vaillant"&gt;George Eman Vaillant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Mourning of My Mental Illness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(painting by &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armand_Gautier_%28painter%29"&gt;Armand Désiré Gautier&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6304161733041976126?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6304161733041976126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjY1qWpFt_I/AAAAAAAAEgM/vnnoHAJZXJY/s72-c/Gautier_-_Salpetriere.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4895745512076835926</id><published>2009-06-11T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:45:06.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Storm of Rosemeade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjGIiot6NZI/AAAAAAAAEf0/rKiP2sPzxPM/s1600-h/Storm1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjGIiot6NZI/AAAAAAAAEf0/rKiP2sPzxPM/s400/Storm1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346204361292395922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjGIiXFS7mI/AAAAAAAAEfs/moPr2eM9m_U/s1600-h/Storm2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjGIiXFS7mI/AAAAAAAAEfs/moPr2eM9m_U/s400/Storm2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346204356558646882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjGIiegxJ6I/AAAAAAAAEfk/IVgF6Qf-XYc/s1600-h/Storm3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjGIiegxJ6I/AAAAAAAAEfk/IVgF6Qf-XYc/s400/Storm3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346204358552922018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damage aftermath at my apartments from the tornado chaos that was last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4895745512076835926?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4895745512076835926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4895745512076835926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4895745512076835926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4895745512076835926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/third-storm-of-rosemeade.html' title='Third Storm of Rosemeade'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjGIiot6NZI/AAAAAAAAEf0/rKiP2sPzxPM/s72-c/Storm1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-3604009047623393934</id><published>2009-06-11T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:28:58.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chercher au Ciel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjFM5d0ucaI/AAAAAAAAEfc/KQwH1DdOyt8/s1600-h/Kalifornia2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjFM5d0ucaI/AAAAAAAAEfc/KQwH1DdOyt8/s400/Kalifornia2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346138782807519650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/37yVkGciZ1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/37yVkGciZ1Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-3604009047623393934?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/3604009047623393934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=3604009047623393934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3604009047623393934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3604009047623393934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/chercher-au-ciel.html' title='Chercher au Ciel'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SjFM5d0ucaI/AAAAAAAAEfc/KQwH1DdOyt8/s72-c/Kalifornia2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-521245313258923130</id><published>2009-06-09T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:30:42.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qu'un Idiot Croit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bj6PdoZaqCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bj6PdoZaqCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;He came from somewhere back in her long ago&lt;br /&gt;The sentimental fool don't see&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' hard to recreate&lt;br /&gt;What had yet to be created once in her life&lt;br /&gt;She musters a smile&lt;br /&gt;For his nostalgic tale&lt;br /&gt;Never coming near what he wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;Only to realize&lt;br /&gt;It never really was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a place in his life&lt;br /&gt;He never made her think twice&lt;br /&gt;As he rises to her apology&lt;br /&gt;Anybody else would surely know&lt;br /&gt;He's watching her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what a fool believes he sees&lt;br /&gt;No wise man has the power to reason away&lt;br /&gt;What seems to be&lt;br /&gt;Is always better than nothing&lt;br /&gt;And nothing at all keeps sending him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere back in her long ago&lt;br /&gt;Where he can still believe there's a place in her life&lt;br /&gt;Someday, somewhere, she will return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What a Fool Believes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MM)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-521245313258923130?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/521245313258923130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=521245313258923130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/521245313258923130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/521245313258923130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/quun-idiot-croit.html' title='Qu&apos;un Idiot Croit'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4222411201729408271</id><published>2009-06-05T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:29:21.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SikPZQ7ZqsI/AAAAAAAAEes/KmiPR-i6upo/s1600-h/LaVeyMCC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 363px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SikPZQ7ZqsI/AAAAAAAAEes/KmiPR-i6upo/s400/LaVeyMCC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343819359567063746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"After an inferior man has been taught a doctrine of superiority he will remain as inferior as he was before his lesson. He will merely assume himself to be superior, and attempt to employ his recently-learned tactics against his own kind, whom he will then consider his inferiors. With each inferior man enjoying what he considers his unique role, the entire bunch will be reduced to a pack of strutting, foppish, self-centered monkeys gamboling about on an island of ignorance. There they will play their games under the supervision of their keeper, who was and will always be a superior man."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Anton Szandor LaVey (04.11.30 - 10.29.97)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4222411201729408271?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4222411201729408271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4222411201729408271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4222411201729408271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4222411201729408271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-inferior-man-has-been-taught.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SikPZQ7ZqsI/AAAAAAAAEes/KmiPR-i6upo/s72-c/LaVeyMCC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4896257638796383651</id><published>2009-06-04T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:45:48.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sifd_WcHUaI/AAAAAAAAEek/V-MjwIfiAOE/s1600-h/davidcarradine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sifd_WcHUaI/AAAAAAAAEek/V-MjwIfiAOE/s400/davidcarradine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343483563323380130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John Arthur "David" Carradine (12.08.39 - 06.04.09)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4896257638796383651?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4896257638796383651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4896257638796383651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4896257638796383651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4896257638796383651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/john-arthur-david-carradine-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sifd_WcHUaI/AAAAAAAAEek/V-MjwIfiAOE/s72-c/davidcarradine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2241336803645168477</id><published>2009-06-03T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T05:54:08.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revêtu avec les Sous (an excerpt from a forthcoming short shory by Matt Amyx)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SiZ1c3RJeWI/AAAAAAAAEec/61TeJhz35JA/s1600-h/pennies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SiZ1c3RJeWI/AAAAAAAAEec/61TeJhz35JA/s400/pennies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343087146654333282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My pockets were lined with pennies when they found me in the ditch outside the Turner house on a dew-covered Wednesday morning. Apparently I'd been there a few days and the pennies had stained the insides of my pockets and outsides of my jeans a dull greenish-blue. And, oh yeah... I was pretty dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about the person who killed me was, he wasn't a bad guy. I'd been acquainted with him for several years and never known him to act out or give anyone any reason to think he'd be capable of ending another person's life. And then he did. Lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lined with Pennies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2241336803645168477?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2241336803645168477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2241336803645168477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2241336803645168477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2241336803645168477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/revetu-avec-les-sous-excerpt-from.html' title='Revêtu avec les Sous (an excerpt from a forthcoming short shory by Matt Amyx)'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SiZ1c3RJeWI/AAAAAAAAEec/61TeJhz35JA/s72-c/pennies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-3851340351553798074</id><published>2009-06-01T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:29:21.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Låt den rätte komma in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Let_the_Right_One_In_%28film%29"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SiPWIjvPz8I/AAAAAAAAEd8/Bm1Sy-rpGnM/s400/Lettherightoneinswedishbookcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342349025512247234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oskar, a meek 12-year-old boy, lives with his mother in the Stockholm suburb of Blackeberg in the early 1980s. He is regularly bullied by his classmates, and spends his evenings imagining revenge. One night, he meets Eli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli eventually discovers that Oskar is being bullied at school, and encourages him to stand up for himself. This inspires Oskar to finally stand up to his tormentors...&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ckdZpYVn38&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ckdZpYVn38&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-3851340351553798074?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/3851340351553798074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=3851340351553798074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3851340351553798074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3851340351553798074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/06/lat-den-ratte-komma-in.html' title='Låt den rätte komma in'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SiPWIjvPz8I/AAAAAAAAEd8/Bm1Sy-rpGnM/s72-c/Lettherightoneinswedishbookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-9000415664122258623</id><published>2009-05-29T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:11:33.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravité</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SiAlOaceaFI/AAAAAAAAEds/O9GIa0VckSs/s1600-h/Gorillaz_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SiAlOaceaFI/AAAAAAAAEds/O9GIa0VckSs/s400/Gorillaz_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341310087608559698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DecJsv2omFY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DecJsv2omFY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let me die, Gently&lt;br /&gt;Never let me go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DA:G)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-9000415664122258623?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/9000415664122258623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=9000415664122258623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/9000415664122258623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/9000415664122258623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/gravite.html' title='Gravité'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SiAlOaceaFI/AAAAAAAAEds/O9GIa0VckSs/s72-c/Gorillaz_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-5457544971034093453</id><published>2009-05-27T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T05:12:42.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huit personnalités toxiques pour éviter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sh0uB3YXLjI/AAAAAAAAEdE/7gM7s-hrnkk/s1600-h/Toxic-sign-OrangeYellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sh0uB3YXLjI/AAAAAAAAEdE/7gM7s-hrnkk/s400/Toxic-sign-OrangeYellow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340475342712155698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by Brett Blumenthal - Sheer Balance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we like to think that the people in our lives are well-adjusted, happy, healthy minded individuals, we sometimes realize that it just isn't so.  Personally, I've had moments where I'll be skipping through my day, happy as can be, thinking life is grand and BAM, I'll be blindsided by someone who manages to knock the happy wind out of my sails.  Sometimes it is easy to write it off and other times, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are a positive person, but when you are around a certain individual, you feel negative.  Or, maybe you have an idealistic view of the world and when you are with certain people, you are made to feel silly, unrealistic or delusional.  Or, maybe you pride yourself in being completely independent and in control of your life, but when you are around a certain family member, you regress into a state of childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these situations, and yes, these people, can have a tremendously negative impact on our lives.  And, although we are all human and have our 'issues,' some 'issues' are quite frankly, toxic.  They are toxic to our happiness.  They are toxic to our mental outlook.  They are toxic to our self-esteem.  And they are toxic to our lives.  They can suck the life out of us and even shorten our lifespan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the worst of the toxic personalities out there and how to spot them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Manipulative Mary: These individuals are experts at manipulation tactics.  Is a matter of fact, you may not even realize you have been manipulated until it is too late.  These individuals figure out what your 'buttons' are, and push them to get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are toxic: These people have a way of eating away at your belief system and self-esteem.  They find ways to make you do things that you don't necessarily want to do and before you know it, you lose your sense of identity, your personal priorities and your ability to see the reality of the situation.  The world all of a sudden becomes centered around their needs and their priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Narcissistic Nancy: These people have an extreme sense of self-importance and believe that the world revolves around them.  They are often not as sly as the Manipulative Marys of the world, but instead, tend to be a bit overt about getting their needs met.  You often want to say to them "It isn't always about you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are toxic: They are solely focused on their needs, leaving your needs in the dust.  You are left disappointed and unfulfilled.  Further, they zap your energy by getting you to focus so much on them, that you have nothing left for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Debbie Downers: These people can't appreciate the positive in life.  If you tell them that it is a beautiful day, they will tell you about the impending dreary forecast.  If you tell them you aced a mid-term, they'll tell you about how difficult the final is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are toxic: They take the joy out of everything.  Your rosy outlook on life continues to get squashed with negativity.  Before you know it, their negativity consumes you and you start looking at things with gray colored glasses yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Judgmental Jims: When you see things as cute and quirky, they see things as strange and unattractive.  If you find people's unique perspectives refreshing, they find them 'wrong'.  If you like someone's eclectic taste, they find it 'disturbing' or 'bad'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are toxic: Judgmental people are much like Debbie Downers.  In a world where freedom rings, judgment is sooo over.  If the world was a homogeneous place, life would be pretty boring.  Spending a lot of time with these types can inadvertently convert you into a judgmental person as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dream Killing Keiths: Every time you have an idea, these people tell you why you can't do it.  As you achieve, they try to pull you down.  As you dream, they are the first to tell you it is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are toxic: These people are stuck in what is instead of what could be.  Further, these individuals eat away at your self-esteem and your belief in yourself.  Progress and change can only occur from doing new things and innovating, dreaming the impossible and reaching for the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Insincere Illissas: You never quite feel that these people are being sincere.  You tell a funny story, they give you a polite laugh.  You feel depressed and sad and they give you a 'there, there' type response.  You tell them you are excited about something and you get a very ho-hum response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are toxic: People who aren't sincere or genuine build relationships on superficial criteria.  This breeds shallow, meaningless relationships.  When you are really in need of a friend, they won't be there.  When you really need constructive criticism, they would rather tell you that you are great the way you are.  When you need support, they would rather see you fail or make a fool of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Disrespectful Dannys: These people will say or do things at the most inappropriate times and in the most inappropriate ways.  In essence, they are more subtle, grown up bullies.  Maybe this person is a friend who you confided in and uses your secret against you.  Maybe it is a family member who puts their busy-body nose into your affairs when it is none of their business.  Or maybe, it is a colleague who says demeaning things to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are toxic: These people have no sense of boundaries and don't respect your feelings or, for that matter, your privacy.  These people will cause you to feel frustrated and disrespected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Never Enough Nellies: You can never give enough to these people to make them happy.  They take you for granted and have unrealistic expectations of you.  They find ways to continually fault you and never take responsibility for anything themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they are toxic: You will spend so much time trying to please them, that you will end up losing yourself in the process.  They will require all of your time and energy, leaving you worn out and your own needs sacrificed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these personalities have several things in common.  1) the more these people get away with their behavior, the more they will continue.  2) Unfortunately, most of these people don't see that what they do is wrong and as a result, talking to them about it will fall on deaf ears, leaving you wondering if you are the crazy one.  3) Most of these people get worse with age, making their impact on you stronger with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, life is too short to spend your time dealing with toxicity.  If you can, avoid spending mucho time with people who are indicative of these behaviors and you'll feel a lot happier. Have you encountered these personalities?  What have you done?  Any personalities you would add?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eight toxic personalities to avoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BB:SB)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5457544971034093453?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/5457544971034093453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=5457544971034093453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5457544971034093453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5457544971034093453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/huit-personnalites-toxiques-pour-eviter.html' title='Huit personnalités toxiques pour éviter'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sh0uB3YXLjI/AAAAAAAAEdE/7gM7s-hrnkk/s72-c/Toxic-sign-OrangeYellow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-3959770195372348608</id><published>2009-05-26T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:40:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment l'Autre Moitié Vit : Les études Parmi les Logements de New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacob_Riis"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShviosYhQlI/AAAAAAAAEcs/_TH9YLQL4tk/s320/Jacob_Riis_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340110971914502738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob August Riis (May 3, 1849 - May 26, 1914), a Danish-American muckraker journalist, photographer, and social reformer, was born in Ribe, Denmark. He is known for his dedication to using his photographic and journalistic talents to help the less fortunate in New York City, which was the subject of most of his prolific writings and photographic essays. He helped with the implementation of "model tenements" in New York with the help of humanitarian Lawrence Veiller. As one of the first photographers to use flash, he is considered a pioneer in photography.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_the_Other_Half_Lives"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Shvit2YT98I/AAAAAAAAEc0/Tmz7gHhnhQ8/s320/Bandit%27s_Roost_by_Jacob_Riis.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340111060497332162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;How the Other Half Lives: Studies Among the Tenements of New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (1891) was a pioneering work of photojournalism by Jacob Riis, documenting the squalid living conditions in New York City slums in the 1880s. It served as a basis for future muckraking journalism by exposing the slums to New York City’s upper and middle class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-3959770195372348608?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/3959770195372348608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=3959770195372348608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3959770195372348608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3959770195372348608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/comment-lautre-moitie-vit-les-etudes.html' title='Comment l&apos;Autre Moitié Vit : Les études Parmi les Logements de New York'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShviosYhQlI/AAAAAAAAEcs/_TH9YLQL4tk/s72-c/Jacob_Riis_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8290339770979126551</id><published>2009-05-22T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:51:17.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...let's get out of this place</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTlsmfMNFgc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cTlsmfMNFgc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;A flannel for my face&lt;br /&gt;Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case&lt;br /&gt;I said to my reflection, let's get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the church and the steeple, the laundry on the hill&lt;br /&gt;Billboards and the buildings&lt;br /&gt;Memories of it still keep calling, and calling&lt;br /&gt;But forget it all I know I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempted by the fruit of another&lt;br /&gt;Tempted, but the truth is discovered&lt;br /&gt;What's been going on, now that you have gone&lt;br /&gt;There's no other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the carpark, the airport, the baggage carousel&lt;br /&gt;The people keep on grabbing, ain't wishing I was well&lt;br /&gt;I said, it's no occasion, it's no story I can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my bedside, empty pocket, a foot without a sock&lt;br /&gt;Your body gets much closer, I fumble for the clock&lt;br /&gt;Alarmed by the seduction, I wish that it would stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a novel, some perfume, a fortune all for you&lt;br /&gt;But it's not my conscience that hates to be untrue&lt;br /&gt;I asked of my reflection, tell me what is there to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(S)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8290339770979126551?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8290339770979126551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8290339770979126551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8290339770979126551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8290339770979126551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-get-out-of-this-place.html' title='...let&apos;s get out of this place'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-263583990898039506</id><published>2009-05-21T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:34:26.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Ne faire pas) Permettre à Haine</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzdfHN2J14Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzdfHN2J14Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Why can't we be (together)?&lt;br /&gt;Can't you love me, don't hate me&lt;br /&gt;I don't see (why can't we live together)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could get it on (maybe we could get along)&lt;br /&gt;Should be our destiny&lt;br /&gt;There's a cold streak living (inside us)&lt;br /&gt;There's no rainbows... just bullets and bombs&lt;br /&gt;If you want to rise up&lt;br /&gt;We can make this hate stop&lt;br /&gt;Now don't you want to rise up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been giving hate a chance&lt;br /&gt;(We've got all this love to give, you know)&lt;br /&gt;And the love will be running out for us&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the dreams of life&lt;br /&gt;We're hoping we can still survive&lt;br /&gt;As the wind carries every dove away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've been taking our dignity for too long&lt;br /&gt;I want to save this sanctity that we hold&lt;br /&gt;And who's right and who's wrong&lt;br /&gt;We're not so different anyway&lt;br /&gt;Words are in this song&lt;br /&gt;Can't we stop the fighting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(J:JK:(D)GHaC)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-263583990898039506?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/263583990898039506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=263583990898039506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/263583990898039506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/263583990898039506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/ne-faire-pas-permettre-haine.html' title='(Ne faire pas) Permettre à Haine'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8605541178359221650</id><published>2009-05-21T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T05:31:00.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Etre un ‹ Personne de Gens › mai Est Tout dans Votre Tête</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShRNhrb_vQI/AAAAAAAAEa0/kWW-Eq_xs7g/s1600-h/Contempt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShRNhrb_vQI/AAAAAAAAEa0/kWW-Eq_xs7g/s400/Contempt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337976699332050178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Regions of the brain that process pleasurable experiences such as sweet tastes and sexual stimuli are the same ones that determine whether an individual is a "people person," say European researchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They used MRI to scan the brains of 41 males who'd completed a questionnaire designed to measure their emotional warmth and sociability. Those who were most social had greater concentrations of grey matter (brain-cell containing tissue) in the orbitofrontal cortex (the outer strip of the brain just above the eyes) and in the ventral striatum (located in the center of the brain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous research has shown that both areas play an important role in processing simple rewards such as sweet tastes or sexual stimuli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's interesting that the degree to which we find social interaction rewarding relates to the structure of our brains in regions that are important for simple biological drives such as foods, sweet liquids and sex. Perhaps this gives us a clue to how complex features like sentimentality and affection evolved from structures that in lower animals originally were only important for basic biological survival processes," research leader Dr. Graham Murray, of the University of Cambridge in England, said in a university news release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sociability and emotional warmth are very complex features of our personality. This research helps us understand at a biological level why people differ in the degrees to which we express those traits," he said. However, Murray noted that this research is "only correlational and cross-sectional" and "cannot prove that brain structure determines personality. It could even be that your personality, through experience, helps in part to determine your brain structure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study appears in the European Journal of Neuroscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This area of research could help improve understanding of mental health disorders, such as schizophrenia, in which social interaction is a major problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patients with certain psychiatric conditions often experience difficulties in feeling emotional closeness, and this can have a big impact on their life. It could be that the cause of these difficulties is at least partly due to brain structural features of those disorders," Murray said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Being a 'People Person' May Be All in Your Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.healthday.com/"&gt;HDN&lt;/a&gt;:0519)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8605541178359221650?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8605541178359221650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8605541178359221650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8605541178359221650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8605541178359221650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/etre-un-personne-de-gens-mai-est-tout.html' title='Etre un ‹ Personne de Gens › mai Est Tout dans Votre Tête'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShRNhrb_vQI/AAAAAAAAEa0/kWW-Eq_xs7g/s72-c/Contempt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-811088167064387407</id><published>2009-05-20T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:57:18.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je suis INFJ et je serai pour le reste de ma vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShQ1JYnZk4I/AAAAAAAAEas/q1rHbLip_3A/s1600-h/Clouded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShQ1JYnZk4I/AAAAAAAAEas/q1rHbLip_3A/s400/Clouded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337949893683680130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mood was perfectly beautiful today. I awoke, able to have put aside my sorrows and fears. Able to smile at the sunrise and greet the day with an optimism I've not felt in a great while. Just then, I got a gracious offer for lunch by someone I would have loved to have seen. Someone whom I know must have been in the area for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get the request and look down at my desk and at the food I've already begun to eat. I'm working through my lunch break and am not eating something that I can save. I can't stand wasting food. Like, psychologically it FLOORS me. I've had too many times very young that we went without and in my adult life, I just can't see wasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I have to decline for a few reasons. 1) I have a lot of work, 2) I am already eating lunch and 3) I just can't. My heart breaks, I've had an AWFUL week so far and it's only Wednesday and seeing this person would have been the mental reboot my soul needed. But I just couldn't. And, I HATED saying no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be un-humble, but at this point pretty much anything they would have said would have been ok... the response I got however was, "You can't see me?"... There it was, and I felt that the statement was basically asking me to re-visit an apology. An apology I felt was already implied but that I guess in a way I didn't really say. This however was basically demanding it and I now felt worse. All positive vibes I'd felt about my day, regardless of how shitty things have been getting, were now gone again. My heart now resting in the acid at the pit of my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this person's defense, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; a basket case. I notice everything, and don't misinterpret it, people miscommunicate it. It's not their fault, but nor is it mine. So I guess this thing called life is gonna have to be, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"take me or leave me&lt;/span&gt;". I cannot change. I am INFJ and I will be for the rest of my life and I can't have everything everyday stepped on because of a lack of communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the friend, I am sorry. And yes by the way, this blog is about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am INFJ and I will be for the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-811088167064387407?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/811088167064387407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=811088167064387407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/811088167064387407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/811088167064387407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/je-suis-infj-et-je-serai-pour-le-reste.html' title='Je suis INFJ et je serai pour le reste de ma vie'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShQ1JYnZk4I/AAAAAAAAEas/q1rHbLip_3A/s72-c/Clouded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4617108073979256751</id><published>2009-05-19T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:15:19.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://misusedoesnotremoveuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShL2ai5CdAI/AAAAAAAAEac/5dQ1sWWZ5a8/s400/HGarden2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337599444290532354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"To expect too much is to have a sentimental view of life and this is a softness that ends in bitterness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;Mary Flannery O'Connor &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(drawing by &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://misusedoesnotremoveuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Matt Amyx&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4617108073979256751?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4617108073979256751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4617108073979256751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4617108073979256751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4617108073979256751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-expect-too-much-is-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShL2ai5CdAI/AAAAAAAAEac/5dQ1sWWZ5a8/s72-c/HGarden2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7616991247882210758</id><published>2009-05-19T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T04:58:45.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShKe71XAHVI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/vI5V9R6_-Ws/s1600-h/AngelGrief.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShKe71XAHVI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/vI5V9R6_-Ws/s400/AngelGrief.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337503259160485202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Waste not fresh tears over old griefs" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~ Euripides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7616991247882210758?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7616991247882210758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7616991247882210758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7616991247882210758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7616991247882210758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/waste-not-fresh-tears-over-old-griefs.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/ShKe71XAHVI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/vI5V9R6_-Ws/s72-c/AngelGrief.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7098646742834381177</id><published>2009-05-15T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T06:28:47.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sg1t8TXpGPI/AAAAAAAAEZs/2Nv_VoVOcO0/s1600-h/Life.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sg1t8TXpGPI/AAAAAAAAEZs/2Nv_VoVOcO0/s400/Life.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336042016262920434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~ Anaïs Nin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7098646742834381177?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7098646742834381177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7098646742834381177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7098646742834381177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7098646742834381177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-process-of-becoming-combination.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sg1t8TXpGPI/AAAAAAAAEZs/2Nv_VoVOcO0/s72-c/Life.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-806014575754772411</id><published>2009-05-14T11:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:41:55.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vous n'avez jamais voulu comprendre</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FW0HeE9ymYU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FW0HeE9ymYU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is perfect... everything is sick, and that's it&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell me to stop it, you can't tell me not to quit, and that's it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolve around yourself, it's you and no one else&lt;br /&gt;Hard for me to stay&lt;br /&gt;Swinging moods that change from calmness to deranged&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable... unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would see if only you hadn't taken things out of my hands&lt;br /&gt;You never wanted to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clashing ways to live here, compromise for me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm at both ends of the spectrum... you're somewhere in the between&lt;br /&gt;I come clean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You never wanted to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A:repost)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-806014575754772411?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/806014575754772411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=806014575754772411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/806014575754772411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/806014575754772411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/vous-navez-jamais-voulu-comprendre.html' title='Vous n&apos;avez jamais voulu comprendre'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-5555846351603618251</id><published>2009-05-14T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:34:00.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Supplice d'Anthony de Saint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sgr2155j9gI/AAAAAAAAEZM/NHfGXCWAtX8/s1600-h/michelangelo_TToSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sgr2155j9gI/AAAAAAAAEZM/NHfGXCWAtX8/s400/michelangelo_TToSA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335348114509526530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By ANGELA K. BROWN, Associated Press Writer – Wed May 13, 3:55 am ET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORT WORTH, Texas – The Kimbell Art Museum will soon be the only U.S. museum to display a Michelangelo painting after acquiring his earliest known work, a rare treasure that was tucked away and doubted as authentic for more than a century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The museum declined to disclose how much it paid for "The Torment of Saint Anthony," a 15th-century oil and tempera painting on a wood panel that depicts scaly, horned, winged demons trying to pull the saint out of the sky. Experts believe he painted it when he was only 12 or 13 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only four such works — including this one — by the artist exist, and two of them are unfinished. Most of his paintings are frescos, the famous scenes on the ceiling and wall of Rome's Sistine Chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is one of the greatest rediscoveries in the history of art," Eric M. Lee, the Fort Worth museum's director, told The Associated Press on Tuesday. "The evidence could not be stronger. It's like a detective story, like a mystery, and it involves one of the greatest artists of all time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painting was exhibited as late as 1874 in Paris. But some questions about its authenticity had surfaced through the years, and after a London family acquired it in the 1900s, the painting was kept privately and largely forgotten in the art world, Lee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last summer an art dealer bought it for nearly $2 million at a Sotheby's auction and then took it to New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art, where one department chairman shared his hunch that it was the work of the Renaissance artist, Lee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experts in the Met's paintings conservation department carefully cleaned it by removing decades of dirt, as well as paint layers that art restorers had applied through the ages to fill in chips or dull areas, Lee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they examined the painting further using X-rays and infrared technology, they were able to see how the artist made certain brush strokes, scraped paint layers to achieve detail and even changed elements of the painting before the final version, Lee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Museum experts said they determined it not only was Michelangelo's — based on similarities to his other works and the artist's stories of the piece as told to biographers — but also that it was his earliest work — based on its age and details in the painting. The confirmation came a few months ago, and then the Kimbell decided to buy it, Lee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The generations of dirt and paint buildup had obscured the painting's identity, and some doubted its authenticity because a similar painting existed, Lee said. But an art expert who extensively studied both paintings said the other was done in the 17th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelangelo's piece has previously been known as "The Temptation of Saint Anthony" because he was inspired by a similar engraving of that name while learning to be an artist. But after the Kimbell acquired the oil painting, Lee decided to change its name because that engraving depicts a different scene, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painting will be displayed at the Kimbell starting this fall after a summer exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. Lee said he may loan the painting to other museums later for traveling exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This could not be a rarer object," Lee said. "That's why this is such an extraordinary opportunity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(AB:AP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5555846351603618251?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/5555846351603618251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=5555846351603618251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5555846351603618251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5555846351603618251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/le-supplice-danthony-de-saint.html' title='Le Supplice d&apos;Anthony de Saint'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sgr2155j9gI/AAAAAAAAEZM/NHfGXCWAtX8/s72-c/michelangelo_TToSA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-5409492065624904815</id><published>2009-05-14T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:09:58.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reptile</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fpCocSDog_8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fpCocSDog_8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;she spreads herself wide open to let the insects in&lt;br /&gt;she leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been&lt;br /&gt;she has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin&lt;br /&gt;seeds from a thousand lovers drip down from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my beautiful liar&lt;br /&gt;oh my precious whore&lt;br /&gt;my disease my infection&lt;br /&gt;i am so impure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devils speak of the ways in which she'll manifest&lt;br /&gt;angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress&lt;br /&gt;need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;i now know the depths i reach are limitless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my beautiful liar&lt;br /&gt;oh my precious whore&lt;br /&gt;my disease my infection&lt;br /&gt;i am so impure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TR:R)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-5409492065624904815?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/5409492065624904815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=5409492065624904815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5409492065624904815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/5409492065624904815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/reptile.html' title='reptile'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-133923593802509748</id><published>2009-05-13T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:26:20.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pour votre nouvel amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sgr0E23hfBI/AAAAAAAAEZE/EdLVbi7eeqs/s1600-h/Revenge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sgr0E23hfBI/AAAAAAAAEZE/EdLVbi7eeqs/s400/Revenge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335345072858823698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;for your new love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Niccolò di Bernardo dei Machiavelli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-133923593802509748?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/133923593802509748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=133923593802509748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/133923593802509748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/133923593802509748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/pour-votre-nouvel-amour.html' title='pour votre nouvel amour'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/Sgr0E23hfBI/AAAAAAAAEZE/EdLVbi7eeqs/s72-c/Revenge.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-9033964531931410202</id><published>2009-05-13T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T06:13:21.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'amour n'Est pas Assez</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bXMbTg195vI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bXMbTg195vI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes is a place, worth remembering&lt;br /&gt;but for you to go and take this, to smash it apart&lt;br /&gt;i've gone all this fucking way&lt;br /&gt;to wind up back at the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the closer we think we are&lt;br /&gt;it only got us so far&lt;br /&gt;now you got anything left to show?&lt;br /&gt;no, i didn't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sooner we realize&lt;br /&gt;we cover ourselves with lies&lt;br /&gt;underneath we're not so tough&lt;br /&gt;and love is not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never really had a chance&lt;br /&gt;we'd never really make it through&lt;br /&gt;and to think i believed&lt;br /&gt;i could get better with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is not enough&lt;br /&gt;left for dead, and all used up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TR:LiNE) V.2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-9033964531931410202?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/9033964531931410202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=9033964531931410202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/9033964531931410202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/9033964531931410202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/lamour-nest-pas-assez.html' title='L&apos;amour n&apos;Est pas Assez'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4450520442100800025</id><published>2009-05-12T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:21:08.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vous êtes invité à regarder mes photos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgmT0UgfCzI/AAAAAAAAEYU/-FQQ22axeZ4/s1600-h/Ghost.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgmT0UgfCzI/AAAAAAAAEYU/-FQQ22axeZ4/s400/Ghost.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334957760664505138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it reads, like an epitaph. A heartless summation of a thing long dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/mamyx/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/mamyx/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You're invited to view my photos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4450520442100800025?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4450520442100800025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4450520442100800025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4450520442100800025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4450520442100800025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/vous-etes-invite-regarder-mes-photos.html' title='Vous êtes invité à regarder mes photos...'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgmT0UgfCzI/AAAAAAAAEYU/-FQQ22axeZ4/s72-c/Ghost.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-4070982248161864055</id><published>2009-05-11T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:38:17.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpful Hint (ZerOThre3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SghQC_COyaI/AAAAAAAAEYE/p11CkqDdo6U/s1600-h/MattDarkSmall.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 59px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SghQC_COyaI/AAAAAAAAEYE/p11CkqDdo6U/s400/MattDarkSmall.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334601770831104418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you'd like to get a friend to spy on me and find out if I've done something, you might consider using one from whom a question about the previous night doesn't come out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe just use someone with the tact to not make it so utterly obvious they're fishing for information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have thought that would be common sense but apparently it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-4070982248161864055?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/4070982248161864055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=4070982248161864055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4070982248161864055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/4070982248161864055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-helpful-hints-from-desk-of-matt.html' title='Helpful Hint (ZerOThre3)'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SghQC_COyaI/AAAAAAAAEYE/p11CkqDdo6U/s72-c/MattDarkSmall.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8352766436840333808</id><published>2009-05-06T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:58:59.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avec les Dents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgHr56w94FI/AAAAAAAAEXk/1GPWj2gbGb8/s1600-h/WithTeeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgHr56w94FI/AAAAAAAAEXk/1GPWj2gbGb8/s400/WithTeeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332802814043086930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You've got the part that's living now&lt;br /&gt;It's a tiny bit nasty&lt;br /&gt;But it's a part now just the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you the time to make it right&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows I'm gonna let it fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not very evil&lt;br /&gt;But you've just got to learn to let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when the heart beats wide&lt;br /&gt;You can take it on the toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, seize the well known one &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(M:JP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8352766436840333808?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8352766436840333808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8352766436840333808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8352766436840333808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8352766436840333808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/avec-les-dents.html' title='Avec les Dents'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgHr56w94FI/AAAAAAAAEXk/1GPWj2gbGb8/s72-c/WithTeeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8382900264175821543</id><published>2009-05-05T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:51:33.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgBuRAkVJDI/AAAAAAAAEXE/K7safG2F0Hw/s1600-h/Dom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 349px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgBuRAkVJDI/AAAAAAAAEXE/K7safG2F0Hw/s400/Dom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332383197295879218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dominick "Dom" DeLuise&lt;br /&gt;(08.01.33 - 05.04.09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8382900264175821543?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8382900264175821543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8382900264175821543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8382900264175821543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8382900264175821543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/dominick-dom-deluise-august-1-1933-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SgBuRAkVJDI/AAAAAAAAEXE/K7safG2F0Hw/s72-c/Dom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-817389487669591010</id><published>2009-05-05T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T05:43:43.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Etre le salut de soeur de mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j15xAsDfdpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j15xAsDfdpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;If I could leave my burning skin&lt;br /&gt;That has been used up in your sin&lt;br /&gt;Is there a tiny part of me&lt;br /&gt;Untouched, unsoiled by misery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the city that will lie&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that blame passed by&lt;br /&gt;This is the place where I will weep&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness of sweet conceit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer now, see the revelation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kmfdm:Jjj:Excerpt)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-817389487669591010?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/817389487669591010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=817389487669591010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/817389487669591010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/817389487669591010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/etre-le-salut-de-soeur-de-mine.html' title='Etre le salut de soeur de mine'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7486717348126868326</id><published>2009-05-01T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:25:24.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cavaliers super</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.brokenlizard.com/home/supertroopers.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfrqICnj2pI/AAAAAAAAEWM/cCrRMPupMjQ/s400/shenanigans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330830532809054866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7486717348126868326?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7486717348126868326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7486717348126868326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7486717348126868326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7486717348126868326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/05/cavaliers-super.html' title='Cavaliers super'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfrqICnj2pI/AAAAAAAAEWM/cCrRMPupMjQ/s72-c/shenanigans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-2882150032065323084</id><published>2009-04-28T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:37:08.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'introversion, l'Intuition, Sentir, Juger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfcUgfu4c5I/AAAAAAAAEU0/FF_NdXRlM_8/s1600-h/Mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfcUgfu4c5I/AAAAAAAAEU0/FF_NdXRlM_8/s400/Mind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329751232522777490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is apparently impossible to remember or maybe just to comprehend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I – Introversion preferred to Extraversion: INFJs tend to be quiet and reserved. They generally prefer interacting with a few close friends rather than a wide circle of acquaintances, and they expend energy in social situations (whereas extraverts gain energy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N – iNtuition preferred to Sensing: INFJs tend to be more abstract than concrete. They focus their attention on the big picture rather than the details, and on future possibilities rather than immediate realities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F – Feeling preferred to Thinking: INFJs tend to rely on a personal, internal sense of right and wrong rather than external, objective criteria. When making decisions, they often give more weight to feelings and social considerations than to logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J – Judgment preferred to Perception: INFJs tend to plan their activities and make decisions early. They derive a sense of control through predictability, which to perceptive types may seem limiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't keep any of it in mind, don't use this information to understand or diagnose... ignore it and just hope that 36 years of incubation of a personality will vanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-2882150032065323084?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/2882150032065323084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=2882150032065323084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2882150032065323084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/2882150032065323084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/lintroversion-lintuition-sentir-juger.html' title='L&apos;introversion, l&apos;Intuition, Sentir, Juger'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfcUgfu4c5I/AAAAAAAAEU0/FF_NdXRlM_8/s72-c/Mind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-9136814311083002333</id><published>2009-04-28T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:55:00.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qui Epargnera le sain d'esprit Qui Epargnera le sain d'esprit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfXj-XojgCI/AAAAAAAAEUs/IeCHsimQcrs/s1600-h/552px-Silicon-unit-cell-labelled-3D-balls.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfXj-XojgCI/AAAAAAAAEUs/IeCHsimQcrs/s400/552px-Silicon-unit-cell-labelled-3D-balls.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329416394698358818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Periodic tableware, Psychotropic science fare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who will save the sane?&lt;br /&gt;Some beings just can't change&lt;br /&gt;Now crawl on by A fake tear in your eye&lt;br /&gt;And think isn't he strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pseudogasmic chemistry Necromorphic apathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical laws unapplied Hamper my quest&lt;br /&gt;Unsurreal world of unfailed HIV tests&lt;br /&gt;Der ubermensch warning of pi techno junkies - 3.141592653&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentative ambulance date bound for G ward&lt;br /&gt;Bear trap psychiatrist bait chew my paw off&lt;br /&gt;Unmercilessly we will take you away to slumber&lt;br /&gt;But only if you can recite &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avogadro%27s_number"&gt;Avogadro's number&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now crawl on by A fake tear in your eye&lt;br /&gt;And think wasn't he strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS:WwStS)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-9136814311083002333?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/9136814311083002333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=9136814311083002333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/9136814311083002333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/9136814311083002333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/qui-epargnera-le-sain-desprit.html' title='Qui Epargnera le sain d&apos;esprit Qui Epargnera le sain d&apos;esprit'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfXj-XojgCI/AAAAAAAAEUs/IeCHsimQcrs/s72-c/552px-Silicon-unit-cell-labelled-3D-balls.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8771295151562121264</id><published>2009-04-27T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:40:05.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bégaiement</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tAyLdp7sHcY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tAyLdp7sHcY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it evens out between black and white.&lt;br /&gt;A victim of choice, so matter of factly said:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm working on the best two out of three."&lt;br /&gt;In half-time we move, lines blurring fact and fiction.&lt;br /&gt;We merely improvise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wonder about the truth and which version's mine.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with losing myself in things I might have said to you?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it now and all those things I should have said, &lt;br /&gt;have trouble getting through.&lt;br /&gt;Just speak my peace and turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere it evens out between wrong and right.&lt;br /&gt;If given the chance, feet first she would jump right in.&lt;br /&gt;Her heart will burn to ashes either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling less remembered. Losing myself in things I might have said to you. You never seemed to care at all. Just speak my peace and turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(H)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8771295151562121264?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8771295151562121264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8771295151562121264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8771295151562121264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8771295151562121264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/begaiement.html' title='Bégaiement'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-6438224308185834754</id><published>2009-04-27T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T04:56:47.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trahison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfWdOlkhFqI/AAAAAAAAEUU/BnPNnGphSvc/s1600-h/Fallen+Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfWdOlkhFqI/AAAAAAAAEUU/BnPNnGphSvc/s400/Fallen+Angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329338607991854754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"When a woman wants to betray her husband, her actions are almost invariably studied but they are never reasoned." ~ Honoré de Balzac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Betrayal is the only truth that sticks." ~ Arthur Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore." ~ Sigmund Freud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have never known a more vulgar expression of betrayal and deceit." ~ Lucien Bouchard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is whatever you can still betray. Betrayal can only happen if you love." ~ John le Carre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The betrayal of trust carries a heavy taboo." ~ Aldrich Ames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The fear really hits you. That's what you feel first. And then it's the anger and frustration. Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate betrayal of the body when it rebels against itself." ~ Charles Bronson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The issue of the Betrayal was so central to that, I felt the need to comment upon it. My choices were to ignore the games and put them "outside" of continuity or to integrate them. I chose the latter." ~ Raymond E. Feist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone who hasn't experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all." ~ Jean Genet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tragedy in life normally comes with betrayal and compromise, and trading on your integrity and not having dignity in life. That's really where failure comes." ~ Tom Cochrane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal." ~ Tennessee Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Betrayal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6438224308185834754?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6438224308185834754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=6438224308185834754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6438224308185834754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6438224308185834754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/trahison.html' title='Trahison'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfWdOlkhFqI/AAAAAAAAEUU/BnPNnGphSvc/s72-c/Fallen+Angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-3441922822304323320</id><published>2009-04-25T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:21:00.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le démenti Peut Amener la Félicité Maritale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfIFW8qKRVI/AAAAAAAAEUM/kdavHnBEnSs/s1600-h/denialfix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfIFW8qKRVI/AAAAAAAAEUM/kdavHnBEnSs/s400/denialfix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328327200930940242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Meredith F. Small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the divorce rate hovering around 50 percent, and so many people married more than once, it sometimes feels like humans are terrible at figuring out long-term love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The typical pattern starts with falling head-over-heels for someone, with all its heat-thumping, starry-eyed craziness, and it takes a while before that fog dissipates and the real object of desire comes into focus. Often, the truth doesn't hit until after marriage when the real person, warts and all, wakes up next to you in bed wearing a wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality check, with it's evil twin disillusionment, are sure ways to kill off a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a study to be published in July in the journal Psychological Science, Northwestern University psychologist Daniel Molden and colleagues were interested in the possible differences between the way dating and married couples see each other. They asked 92 dating couples and 77 married couples to complete questionnaires about satisfaction with their relationship, and not surprising, marriage changes things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, married or dating, thinks the best partner is one who acts as a cheering section and brings out our best. But that sort of relationship only translates into a truly happy marriage when the partner seems to accept real commitment and helps in the day-to-day obligations of life as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprise here is not the switch from a focus on "me" to a focus on "us," as anyone who has gone from the first blush of love to picking up someone else's underwear off the floor knows to be true. What really stands out is the idea that satisfaction within any relationship is based on perception rather than actual fact, and therein lies the rub of not only love, but also of living with someone on intimate terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Molden's study, the authors focus on their subjects' "perception" of the other person, not the reality of the situation. If we perceive a date to be supportive of our goals, we're happy. If we perceive a spouse as committed to the family, we're even more happy. Although the researchers point to the shift in the focus of perception from ourselves to the couple as an indicator of a good or bad marriage, the real problem for love is the very issues of projecting anything on another person, no matter the focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans seem to think they are really good at knowing others, but the truth is our own agendas get in the way of really knowing someone. As self-interested, self-absorbed creatures, our own thoughts, feelings, needs and goals come first, and that sometimes means fooling ourselves into thinking we are the center of other people's thoughts, feelings, needs and goals when, in fact, they are mired in their own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But should we be disillusioned by our own illusions? Maybe not. Happy marriages might just be those in which both partners uphold a very nice projection of each other, even when things aren't so great. And this makes sense. Happiness is a state of mind, and if denial paints a partner better than they really are, the relationship is bound to be satisfying, as long as no one is slapped in the face with reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, surely there are couples who see exactly who is in front of them, and reality actually matches perception. Those lucky couples are not in a state of continual denial, but a state of continual bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Meredith F. Small is an anthropologist at Cornell University. She is also the author of "Our Babies, Ourselves; How Biology and Culture Shape the Way We Parent" and "&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1240583192_8"&gt;The Culture&lt;/span&gt; of Our Discontent; Beyond the Medical Model of Mental Illness". Her &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/denialcanbringmaritalbliss/31772902/SIG=11f9m1e2h/*http://www.livescience.com/topic/human-nature"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1240583192_9"&gt;Human Nature column&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; appears each Friday on &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1240583192_10"&gt;LiveScience&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Denial Can Bring Marital Bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MFS)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-3441922822304323320?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/3441922822304323320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=3441922822304323320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3441922822304323320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/3441922822304323320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/le-dementi-peut-amener-la-felicite.html' title='Le démenti Peut Amener la Félicité Maritale'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfIFW8qKRVI/AAAAAAAAEUM/kdavHnBEnSs/s72-c/denialfix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-7679624479632444607</id><published>2009-04-24T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T05:23:40.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tirer Premier, Demander aux Questions plus tard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newline.com/properties/shootemup.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfGrmRjoDKI/AAAAAAAAETs/8LfGWAMnBnU/s400/Shoot_em_up_ver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328228508192214178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulations must be in order to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shoot 'Em Up &lt;/span&gt;director Michael Davis who has unapologetically kicked my ass. Of the vast amount of films I've seen, he's managed to deliver one that is officially the most over the top, mind-numbingly bold 86 minutes in cinema. Forget John Woo, forget Tarantino, forget Rodriguez, Davis has undoubtedly milked the proverbial action movie teat to bone dry. And laughed with his audience as he dabbed his chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't to say that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shoot 'Em Up&lt;/span&gt; is bad or that it was not entertaining, but let's give credit where credit was demanded at gun-point. Had this movie not stared two uber-talents like Clive Owen and Paul Giamatti then I don't know that anyone would have seen it... um, did anyone see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say much about the plot without giving it away other than a guy (Owen) tries to protect an new-born baby from assassins (Giamatti, among others). The "why" is almost irrelevant since the "how" is definitely more the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice it to say that I found myself drifting when the action wasn't on screen but when it was, when I wasn't  mumbling "oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me" under my breath, I was actually enjoying the crap out of myself. It's over the top sure, but it's worth a watch. Sorry, no refunds for lost lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlx4n_ibNZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlx4n_ibNZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shoot First, Ask Questions Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-7679624479632444607?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/7679624479632444607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=7679624479632444607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7679624479632444607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/7679624479632444607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/tirer-premier-demander-aux-questions.html' title='Tirer Premier, Demander aux Questions plus tard'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfGrmRjoDKI/AAAAAAAAETs/8LfGWAMnBnU/s72-c/Shoot_em_up_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-6016670993786493780</id><published>2009-04-23T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:07:28.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Au revoir (Encore)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iSCQr8WbdA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iSCQr8WbdA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I got this thinkin' in my head&lt;br /&gt;You wanna say the things not said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care if you leave&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna see me beaten&lt;br /&gt;Don't really care if you grieve&lt;br /&gt;Don't really need a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd stayed here&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe&lt;br /&gt;that you're not really with me&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you'll miss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(RP:AoA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-6016670993786493780?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/6016670993786493780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=6016670993786493780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6016670993786493780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/6016670993786493780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/bon-au-revoir-encore.html' title='Bon Au revoir (Encore)'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-519485811575824077</id><published>2009-04-23T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T05:52:35.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avec Tout La Fierté Et Dignité D'UN Nageur qui noie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfBkQEnQENI/AAAAAAAAETc/HC_RhZCHAy0/s1600-h/Drowning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfBkQEnQENI/AAAAAAAAETc/HC_RhZCHAy0/s400/Drowning.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327868586458353874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disassemble me, examine every piece and then tear it apart again.&lt;br /&gt;My progress doesn't meet your standards, crucified a martyr.&lt;br /&gt;So we listen to you, "It's softer, they've sold out."&lt;br /&gt;The judge's wait... here's to you.&lt;br /&gt;"It's over, they've played out."&lt;br /&gt;Do we listen to you because you're asking the question?&lt;br /&gt;You talk so much I can't understand how these shots from your mouth can even sound fair. It happens time and time again is this all you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;With All The Pride And Dignity Of A Drowning Swimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(H)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-519485811575824077?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/519485811575824077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=519485811575824077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/519485811575824077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/519485811575824077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/avec-tout-la-fierte-et-dignite-dun.html' title='Avec Tout La Fierté Et Dignité D&apos;UN Nageur qui noie'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DJuymTs61eI/SfBkQEnQENI/AAAAAAAAETc/HC_RhZCHAy0/s72-c/Drowning.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900154.post-8306453770796232732</id><published>2009-04-22T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:20:01.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to watch while you're up on your Earth Day high horse... Parts I, II and III</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNJ__Pw_jaY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNJ__Pw_jaY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZQ41cceCD8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZQ41cceCD8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T0JtRIdamXs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T0JtRIdamXs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the buzz-word using, band-wagon jumping, easily led sheep working extra hard to do no favors for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((03)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900154-8306453770796232732?l=letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/feeds/8306453770796232732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900154&amp;postID=8306453770796232732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8306453770796232732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900154/posts/default/8306453770796232732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letthereaderbeware.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-to-watch-while-youre-up-on.html' title='Something to watch while you&apos;re up on your Earth Day high horse... Parts I, II and III'/><author><name>Matt Amyx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14434157831154569165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4907/4048/200/june_025.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
