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  <title>Death By Snu Snu!!</title>
  <subtitle>Death By Snu Snu!!</subtitle>
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    <name>Death By Snu Snu!!</name>
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  <updated>2008-08-27T18:02:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:death_by_snusnu:191371</id>
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    <title>Allah says no lookie!</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T17:51:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T18:02:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, you can already tell it is not going to be a PC post...so if you are muslim, or easily offended just do yourself a favor and move along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIR WARNING***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine..so S and I have a good friend, Twyla..she married a guy from pakistan and is a converted muslim (she is from Fl).  She comes over to our house at least once a week for an extended period of time...usually to do nothing at all but watch tv and hang with "normal" people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and S text each other fairly regularly through the day..that is, she texts S and sometimes S responds...Most days I will text her to see if she is working (so I know i can go in for free coffee) or ask her about her plans for when she is coming over that week.  nothing major, maybe 4 or 5 txts a day (sometimes more, sometimes none)...and not every day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday she texts me and asked for a phone number to a business that I know...nothing major...then she sends me a text that says her husband thinks her and i text too much and wants to know if he should be worried.  I wrote her back today and said that if her husband didnt want me txting her, i wouldn't and that i guess she wasnt allowed to have guy friends (making lite of it, expecting her to say "eh he's a dink, dont worry" or something)...she writes back "must be cultural differences"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY! this pisses me off on so many levels...first of all, who the hell do you think you are telling another human being who the f@$k they can talk to? it's bad enough you make your women cover themselves from head to toe, just do you dont pop a stiffy in the mosque when habib's 8th wife walks by..but to say you cant txt another man...come on!   Secondly, there was nothing going on between us sexually anyway!!! we actually are just good friends... Thirdly, why the hell can't she say "umm look retard, we live in Fl, not mecca, I have friends, deal with it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The italian in me wants to say (narration bu Sam L Jackson...) "Look m@#$%r f@#$%r, my people conquered the known world 1000 years before the prophet was born, if I wanted anything of yours I would f@#$ing march in and take it!...Say WHAT again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told S that I really want to have a full on affair with her now just to spite him...damn it, never tell me I cant have something I didn't even want to begin with... (he never has sex with her anyway, so she'd probably enjoy it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you tell i'm lit up about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gar!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:death_by_snusnu:170987</id>
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    <title>PSA</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T16:09:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T17:23:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If anyone lives in, or is relocating to, Tampa and needs an IT job, my place is looking...SQL and VB.NET experience needed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment for details...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:death_by_snusnu:155039</id>
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    <title>Detailed review of ROTS..some spoilers</title>
    <published>2005-05-21T14:38:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-21T15:10:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You’ve been warned...but I am going to give my thoughts of the best movie on the new trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cut out the 1 hour we waited in line to see the movie, and the fact that the kids were just as excited as I was, and the fact that the theater we saw it in gypped us by not showing the trailer for Narnia....and just go right to the review..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunderous applause rose from the theater at the opening crawl...and for 10 minutes I was 4, 7, 10, 26, and 30 all over again.  These movies definitely have a way of transporting you to another time, age, and yes, even galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie opens in the midst of a great space battle.  Very, very, well staged and you immediately get caught up in the action.  Right away we see how attached Anikin is to Obi-Wan.  He truly sees Obi as his mentor, but you can hear it his voice and see it in his actions that he longs for more.  Never having known a father, Anikin’s struggle here is for recognition by authority.  We definitely see why, in Episode IV Obi-wan refers to Anikin as the greatest pilot he had ever known.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the movie goes on, Anikin is before the Jedi counsel, Lucas goes out of his way to show the patience of the more experienced Jedi.  Mace, Yoda, and Obi-wan encourage Anikin to search himself for answers and following the right path.  Anikin would easily do this if he knew why...but we can start to see that he is growing more and more disappointed that his accomplishments never garner a "good job Ani" or "You really are a swell guy, we're proud of you"...Anikin needs this to stick with them, and he never gets it.  He finally reaches out to Yoda over his concerns of Death.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoda tells him that people die, and dieing is a natural part of life...to accept that Anikin must separate himself emotionally from those he cares about.  You just want to scream at Yoda "you dumb fuck! can't you see this stray kid is reaching out to you for a pat on the back and some nice fatherly advice..and all you can say is 'forget about everyone you love!?!..God FUCK, YOU'RE turning him against you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas helps us along by periodically cutting to scenes of Anikin and Padme, displaying their love for each other and proclaiming their needs and wants.  Why? why if this guy is already becoming the most feared man in the galaxy is he still capable of such a loving and tender embrace?  This was to show us that Anikin is not inherently evil.  In fact, he is not evil at all.  Anikin is of a tragic circumstance.  He is look for, even crying out for guidance and gets none.  He could have just as easily been the most heroic person in the galaxy then the most hated, but the Jedi dropped the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, finally a father figure steps into Anikin’s life, in the form of the emperor. The emperor doesn't answer Anikin’s questions in complex riddles of self inflections.  Rather he gives Anikin what appears to be straight answers and guidance.  But most importantly he praises him for what he's done..not to feed his ego, but to let him know that SOMEONE is proud of him and recognizes that he means something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a scene where everything turns, and it is probably not the scene you may be thinking of.  The jedi council turns from Anikin and sends Obi to get General Grevious.  Anikin goes to the ship to see off Obi and the two have their first heartfelt exchange ever.  Anikin, now having been appreciated and talked to like a human by the emperor feels like a person and is finally able to communicate with the man he WANTED this to come from.  The two exchange compliments and niceties.  However, the scene is bittersweet because you know inside that it is the last time the two will be friends.  It is the true turning point of the film...and inside you cry out for it to all end here...THIS was supposed to be the end...everyone is happy and the galaxy goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its not meant to be..we know that before Anikin can be redeemed by Luke he MUST fall completely into darkness. This fall comes at the hands of the emperor who, knowing Anikin’s fragile emotional state convinces him to help kill Mace Windu, then destroy the Jedi Temple, younglings and all.  However, even now, as Anikin heads to the lava world of Mustafa to kill the separatists, there is still hope.  Obi-was kills that hope by approaching Padme to locate Anikin.  Obi-wan has now been charged by the Jedi Counsel to find and kill Anikin.  Knowing that Padme is secretly married to, pregnant by, and knows the location of Anikin, Obi-was takes advantage of her.  Padme takes the bait and flies to Mustafa to confront the now evil Anikin.  When she does, Anikin seems like his old self again, in love and looking for something.  But he know what obi-wan did, and faults Padme for turning against him.  Then Obi-wan appears, having stowed away on Padme ship.  This was the true breaking point.  The fact that Obi-wan hid on her ship, making it look like she brought him there puts Anikin over the edge.  Now EVERYONE that Anikin ever cared about has truly turned from him...not him from them...and so it becomes final...there really is not going back now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anikin tries to kill Padme in blind anger and then turns to his old fried.  The range of emotions you experience here is truly amazing.  Finally Obi-wan bests Anikin and leaves him mutilated on the shore of a lava lake; limbless and on fire...Obi-wan tells Anikin that he was like a brother, and he was supposed to be the chosen one...you want to get up and smack the shit out of him.."Why now!?!..you should have said all this YESTERDAY!...this is what Anikin always longed to hear from you and it came as he lay dieing; a burned mass of flesh”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moving could have easily end here, the saga and transformation now complete...the Emperor has his obedient Lord Vader and episide IV can begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no..Lucas now hands us what will prove to be the second most memorable scene in the 6 movie saga, a copy of the single most memorable.  We see Obi-wan deliver a young Luke to Owen and Beru on Tatooine.  Owen is standing on a dune, ala Luke Episode IV, gazing off into the twin sun set..as Luke's theme plays in the background...and as Owen and Beru clutch their son in the warm glow of the two suns, we see..through all the pain and hatred, that there is hope..in one small child, there is ... hope.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:death_by_snusnu:154132</id>
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    <title>5/25/77</title>
    <published>2005-05-19T12:49:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-19T13:43:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Two hippies pack their four year old son into the family's little Chevette at around dusk and hit the road.  They stop at miss piggy's for a pizza and make their way to the Revere Drive-In.  The 10 minute drive seemed like an eternity to the little boy.  Finally they pulled into a spot and tuned the radio to the right frequency.  This was the first time the boy would see a movie on a big screen, and it would leave a lasting impression.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the previews started...and ended...it was time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From those first words I was hooked.  Unfortunately I fell asleep just as Luke was escaping the death star.  My parents woke me up in time to see the death star run...however, it would be another 6 years before i would see what happened to obi-wan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The score was the first thing that implanted itself in my brain.  Already showing a propensity for music, I was completely taken away by John Williams’ score.  I would hum it in my head for the next 27 years.  However, more so than the music, the actual look of the film is what captured me.  From the twin suns of Tatooine to the trench on the death star...I knew right then that I wanted to make other people feel the way i felt seeing that movie...I wanted to make movies, make the special effects, or just make the stories...but somehow I wanted to be part of the fantasy machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day on, my life revolved about two things, movies and star wars.  My mom (and occasionally dad) would take me to every "good" movie to be released in the coming decade(s)...especially those of spielburg and lucas...From Jaws to Close Encounters, to Indiana Jones...there was something magical about these movies.  The ability to transport one's self out of his or her life for 2 hours and into a world where people hung on your every word, the good guy usually won, space travel was easy, and a guy named after a dog found the Ark of the Covenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time, my mom kept in her purse a small cut out from TV Guide, or a magazine, or somewhere (she claimed it to be from the back of a star wars action figure or a mail in)...either way, she carried with her a synopsis of the NINE star wars films and their anticipated release dates.  I would often sit down and read it eagerly waiting for the Revenge of the Jedi, or wondering why we never got to see obi-wan and darth vader fight it out in the lava pit...but not so much the thought of the young skywalkers or young solos rebuilding the jedi ranks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it came to be, I lusted over that paper as if it told my future...and now...the last piece of the puzzle is finally here.  The bridge between what started and what would eventually finish.  We know the beginning; we know the end, now it is time to see how it all came to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in a way, Eppisode III marks the end of childhood.  For as long as these movies were never made, I was allowed to daydream and imagine them.  But now that they are here, the little 4 year old boy inside me has nothing left to dream about...will he just go away now? I hope not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did get involved in the movies the way i wanted too...and no one will be making a film adaptation of my first 5 books that's for sure...maybe my next book will be different...or maybe the powers that be will decide to make parts 7, 8, and 9..and I can continue to be a kid for that much longer...or maybe I am just to pass this enthusiasm on to my son and daughter, who will be seeing their first star wars movie in a theater tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, a lot will ride on this one movie tomorrow, and a lot will be represented by it.  And whatever the outcome there is a four year old boy who is dying to finally see how it all ends...or..umm...began....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:death_by_snusnu:151297</id>
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    <title>Pope heil...pope heil</title>
    <published>2005-04-19T21:12:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-19T21:12:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Am I the only one bothered by the fact that not only is the new pope a hardcore conservative, but a former Nazi...how ironic is that...the guy was in the Hitler Youth Corps as a kid and now he's pope...oy</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:death_by_snusnu:139390</id>
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    <title>Because O stands for Overreaction</title>
    <published>2005-01-09T17:53:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-09T17:53:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and yes i am human...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who are REALLY confused right now..I privatized the entries i made this morning...for anyone who man have taken offense to them I truly appoligize..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..let move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marty where we're going we don't need ROADS...</content>
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    <title>I feel like chatty mcChats-a-lot</title>
    <published>2004-08-04T17:13:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-04T17:13:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel like chatting with friends tonight....if you would like to chat...fill this out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..i'm the only one who can see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/poll/?id=330950"&gt;View Poll: Whats your name..is it mary or sue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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