<?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-24615542</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:22:10.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Observotron</title><subtitle type='html'>I am the omnipotent machine of observation and opinion spewing.  All I do and say is right.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24615542.post-114781448300054122</id><published>2006-05-16T16:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T17:52:44.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intimate Dating Sites: An Investigative Report   Irresponsible Rant</title><summary type='text'> With today’s internet, porn is something that, for the most part, will leave you alone if you aren’t looking for it.  Browsers are now all equipped with standard pop-up blockers and most search engines now have “safe search” options for images.  (To see how well these safe searches are working, do a Google image search for the word “fist” with safe search on and then with it off.)  Sure, there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114781448300054122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114781448300054122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/2006/05/intimate-dating-sites-investigative_16.html' title='Intimate Dating Sites: An &lt;strike&gt;Investigative Report&lt;/strike&gt;   Irresponsible Rant'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24615542.post-114667471820672634</id><published>2006-05-03T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:44:17.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii? What about ME!</title><summary type='text'>   That’s right, it has been revealed that the Nintendo Revolution shall be officially called the Wii (pronounced “We”).  The name will hurt its success in the west, where it’s synonymous with what a toddler does in its pants, and will do it well in France where it will translate as the “Nintendo: YES!”  What concerns me however, is the meaning behind the name.  Nintendo states that Wii </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114667471820672634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114667471820672634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/2006/05/wii-what-about-me.html' title='Wii? What about ME!'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24615542.post-114548395835830721</id><published>2006-04-19T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T00:49:57.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Downfall of Star Trek</title><summary type='text'>For the first time in nearly 20 years, we are living in a time without Star Trek.  No movies are planned and no series are currently in production.  Some Trek fans are still fighting to bring Enterprise back, but honestly Star Trek has been slowly dying ever since The Next Generation went off the air and Enterprise was like seeing TNG after it had suffered a stroke.  We should be glad it’s out of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114548395835830721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114548395835830721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/2006/04/downfall-of-star-trek.html' title='The Downfall of Star Trek'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24615542.post-114438251631864489</id><published>2006-04-06T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:25:57.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachael Ray and the End of Days</title><summary type='text'> Rachael Ray has grown from cooking show host to full-blown media icon.  She now has 4 shows on the Food Network (30 Minute Meals, $40 a Day, Inside Dish, Tasty Travels), over 10 cookbooks, a new magazine and plans for her own daytime talk show via the unlimited powers of Oprah.  Now this is not the first time someone has grown to have such sway over the masses.  After all, if the aforementioned </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114438251631864489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114438251631864489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/2006/04/rachael-ray-and-end-of-days.html' title='Rachael Ray and the End of Days'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24615542.post-114360632044797654</id><published>2006-03-28T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:54:30.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jellybeans!</title><summary type='text'>    With Easter steadily approaching I think it is safe to assume that everyone is looking forward to the resurrection of our savior, and by savior I am of course referring to food, lots and lots of food. For those who observe lent (I observe it…from far far away), Easter marks the end of the fasting period and is celebrated by gorging ourselves with cream-filled eggs, chocolate bunnies and of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114360632044797654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114360632044797654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/2006/03/jellybeans.html' title='Jellybeans!'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24615542.post-114314350424118665</id><published>2006-03-23T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:59:09.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: V stars for V for Vendetta!</title><summary type='text'>In the near future, most of America has been wiped out by a virus, and Britain is ruled by a totalitarian government that the people have traded their freedom to in exchange for security. We are introduced to the masked Vigilante, V as he rescues a young woman named Evey from corrupt policemen just before he takes her to the rooftops for a good view of him blowing up the Old Bailey.  The film </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114314350424118665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114314350424118665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/2006/03/review-v-stars-for-v-for-vendetta.html' title='Review: V stars for V for Vendetta!'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24615542.post-114315348565710603</id><published>2006-01-05T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T17:25:55.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Wind on top of the Empire State Building and King Kong</title><summary type='text'>            At 187 Minutes, King Kong is certainly not breaking from the streak of lengthy films that Peter Jackson had started with his Lord of the Rings trilogy.  He probably could have shaved about 30 minutes off simply by cutting all of the close-ups of character’s faces we are treated to every time they run into a new wonder of Skull Island.  I rejoiced as characters began dying because each</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114315348565710603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114315348565710603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/2006/01/review-wind-on-top-of-empire-state.html' title='Review: Wind on top of the Empire State Building and King Kong'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24615542.post-114315281346017684</id><published>2005-07-23T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:09:36.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman Begins: The good, the bad, and the ugly.</title><summary type='text'>(Warning: Contains spoilers, bad humor, ellipses and exclamation.  Sorry… It’s just the way I am!)       Yes, compared to the nipple-suited dark knight of the 90s, this batman is Amadeus.  But that doesn’t mean it gets everything right.  So let us take a magical journey through the good, the bad, and the ugly of Batman Begins:       The Good       Back-story   Wow.  Somehow Nolan and his homies </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114315281346017684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24615542/posts/default/114315281346017684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://observotron.blogspot.com/2005/07/batman-begins-good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='Batman Begins: The good, the bad, and the ugly.'/><author><name>observatron</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
