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    <email>lukeyes@hotmail.com</email>
    <name>lukeyes</name>
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  <updated>2008-04-28T17:34:32Z</updated>
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    <title>I Live in a Dick Tracy comic</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T17:32:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T17:34:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seriously, here are the names of the people I hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronald McFondle&lt;br /&gt;Evil Kimmel&lt;br /&gt;DVS Silvertongue&lt;br /&gt;Goody Goody&lt;br /&gt;El Generico&lt;br /&gt;Hurricane Lilly&lt;br /&gt;Master Blaster&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Scratchemicock.&lt;br /&gt;The Slamburglar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm in a living comic book.</content>
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    <title>lukeyes @ 2008-01-09T18:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-10T02:47:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-10T02:47:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;75% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;John Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;74% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Hillary Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;73% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;69% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Bill Richardson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;68% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Chris Dodd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;68% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Mike Gravel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;62% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Joe Biden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;59% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Dennis Kucinich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;49% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;John McCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;48% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Mike Huckabee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;46% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Rudy Giuliani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;45% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Tom Tancredo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;39% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Mitt Romney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;33% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Fred Thompson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;27% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Ron Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/candidates/2008-quiz.html"&gt;2008 Presidential Candidate Matching Quiz&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lukeyes:171340</id>
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    <title>yikes</title>
    <published>2008-01-03T11:44:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-03T11:44:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got mugged tonight.  That was just crazy.  I'm fine, and I fought the guy off, but I didn't leave unscathed.  This was after wrestling twice in one night, so I was already really really tired.  So I'm fine, my face is a bit bruised up, but mainly I'm suffering a mix of adrenaline still coursing through my system, and crashing down off of the adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to ring in the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, bet the guy didn't expect me to be Tonka tough.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lukeyes:171082</id>
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    <title>couple things</title>
    <published>2007-10-13T03:51:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-13T03:51:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am addicted to the show Rollergirls.  I can't wait until Rat city season starts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wrestling is going awesome.  I'm really part of something that entertains almost 200 people on a monthly basis.  I put a lot into it, it makes me feel a lot like being part of a sport.</content>
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    <title>this sucks</title>
    <published>2007-09-04T22:36:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-04T22:36:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tomorrow is the show, I ate some popcorn last night and got a piece of kernel shell stuck in my throat.  I swear that because my throat now feels scratchy like I'm sick, my body is reacting like I have a cold and busting out all the symptoms - lethargy, runny nose, coughing, etc.  But I'm NOT SICK.  I just ate a bad piece of popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not eating popcorn for months.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lukeyes:170291</id>
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    <title>Note</title>
    <published>2007-08-29T17:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-29T17:14:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When giving a shoulderbreaker to a 270 lb man, make sure to step FORWARDS rather than stepping backwards with your other foot.  Your left leg will thank you for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, it will hate you for doing the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lukeyes:169985</id>
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    <title>lukeyes @ 2007-08-23T02:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-23T09:01:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-23T09:01:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LYWAWAy9CM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LYWAWAy9CM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why Miss Fortune is awesome.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lukeyes:169855</id>
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    <title>What a weekend</title>
    <published>2007-07-12T08:14:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-12T08:14:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wanted to type this up Monday, but I've been busy, so sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend was pretty crazy, and I've realized that I really haven't posted.  So I might as well post about my weekend.  Plus, I'm waiting for the stove to finish it's self-cleaning while icing my neck and back, so this gives me something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, went to kung fu.  I haven't been to group class in a while since hurting the foot, but I'm trying to get back into it because I'm almost sure that I will be up for a belt test soon.  I forgot how much they work you out at kung fu.  wowza.  Afterwards, I went to this bar over in Capitol Hill called the Crescent Lounge.  It's an old gay bar that's been invaded by Seattle hipsters due to its nightly karaoke.  The SSP guys (semi-pro wrestling in case you guys don't know about my current foray into the world of pro wrestling), were throwing a birthday party for one of the wrestlers.  It was fun, and I did a lot of talking to new and interesting peopl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, did the hotdog job, and then kept trying to call the SSP guys.  Nathaniel booked us for a  birthday party.  SSP was performing for a birthday party for the ex-lead singer of the Accused, and one of the founders of the Rat City Rollergirls.  I wasn't on the card, because I'm new, but I volunteered to ferry the mats because I have a truck.  However, I couldn't get a hold of anyone, because they were up drinking hella late the night before.  Shoot a text message off to Nathaniel, asking him if he needs a ride (he doesn't have a car).  He gets back to me, we head over there, but still don't know what the hell is going on with the mats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get there, and the crowd was definitely not what we expected.  Especially for the party of an old-school punk band singer and a rollergirl.  It was very...suburban.  Lots of kids too, and SSP REALLY isn't for kids.  I mean, one of the main characters is a molesting clown who finishes his matches by giving his opponents the Shocker.  Yes, the Shocker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we didn't really fit well with the crowd, we just kinda hung together, which is cool to me because I'm all for getting to know these guys better.  They are a great bunch of dudes.  But I want to reiterate, the host and hostess were great. Rayelle (or Rae's Hell) was really great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, it's showtime, and while in the back, Nathaniel throws me a referee shirt.  Holy shit, I'm gonna be on stage?!  Yep, I pulled referee duty for the evening.  Man was I nervous, luckily though the crowd wasn't too big (maybe 30 people).  It was late so we did a tag team match, it turned out pretty successful, and everyone in the crowd went from going "I don't know about this" to getting really into it and throwing cans and hollering.  But we're SSP, that's how we roll.  Afterwards though I was so exhausted, I took Nathaniel back to the hill, hit the Rebar to drop off some shit, and then met up with the infamous Jackson Lowe at the Satellite Lounge and participated in GNO (Guys Night Out).  But alas, I had to call it early, because I had to be a hotdog in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, did the hotdog job.  Man, was it hell.  It was pretty hot that day, and that suits starts stinkin, but I'm a glutton for punishment.  Afterwards Dan and I hit the gun range.  I've been wanting to go for a while.  I've never shot a handgun before, although I cleaned and maintained a vast array of them (Dr. Hazo has like 15 of them).  so I started small, .22 revolver.  I think it was a smart decision.  I'm a big fan of the gun range now.  Next time though I'm gonna work my way up and go with a 9mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope that's not too long, I got more to talk about, but I'm ready to pass out.</content>
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    <title>What You Gonna Do Brotha?</title>
    <published>2007-05-08T08:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-08T08:00:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I found this awesome wrestling group here in Seattle called SSP.  Valtron of the Rat City Roller girls told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I didn't tell you about the roller girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past 2 months or so, I've been obsessed with roller derby.  I saw my first bout at the end of February, and I'm hooked.  So I started volunteering, mainly doing bout setup for the past couple bouts, and it's sweet.  Free tickets, special seating, access to the green room, plus you get to work with the roller girls, who are all really cool from what I've been able to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while setting up for the April bout, I was working with Hurricane Lilly and Valtron.  I guess Hurricane Lilly is a photographer and was talking about how she was doing wrestler portraits the night before.  So there you go, that's how I found out about SSP, which is great because I've been wanting to find an indie wrestling group for the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guesssssss what.  Guess who's always wanted to be a professional wrestler ever since he was little?  Yup.  So I'm gonna go for it.  I mean, I have martial arts training, I've been huge into working out and stuff for the past year.  So this is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, I need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some ideas for some characters.  I've got a couple.  One being El Diablo Blanco, a masked wrestler.  If that doesn't work, I can change it to being El Diablo Gringo, which actually sounds funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what else, come up with the craziest professional wrestler ideas and post hem here!</content>
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    <title>being sick sucks</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T22:44:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T22:44:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think my boss made me sick.  But then again, he was back to work the second day, and I'm still laid out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sick very often, and when I am, I'm usually good in a day, so being off of work for the second day really irks me.  That and the fact that since I started getting sick on Monday, I haven't been to Kung Fu at all this week or have worked out bothers me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as being sick sucks, it's also a bit nice to have a bit of a reset switch.  Being forced to not do anything makes me realize how much I like to do stuff, how I like to stay busy, and how much I actually like my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'm just watching bad TV and waiting until tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>Top Chef</title>
    <published>2007-02-01T10:49:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-01T10:49:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been fascinated with top chef for the past 8 weeks or so after catching a marathon thanksgiving weekend when I was preparing food for the 9 guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fascinated with cooking.  It is the new love and passion of my life, not replacing game development, of course, but certainly augmenting it.  While I have turned programming into a career, cooking and martial arts have now slipped into the place of my hobby.  I have made it a point to cook for friends at least once a week, usually on a Sunday, experimenting with new recipes, learning the base and then trying to make it my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously, Top Chef is going to be one of my favorite shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it, and I cannot wait until season 3.  But now I'm going to talk about tonights episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ilan was a great guy, and obviously he is a very talented and passionate chef, and very friendly with the other contestants.  If it was up to me, however, I would've had Sam in his place in the final two tonight.  Sam has presence, Sam has skill, and he has a sort of command in the kitchen that I admire and wish I had myself.  Only recently have I started taking less of a "I'll do it all" role and worked on the art of delegating tasks.  But, Sam wasn't there, and it was Ilan.  And while I'm not sad or angry that he won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted Marcel to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad to see Marcel not win, but he just stumbled in that last sprint, so it's understandable.  The guy has a lot of spirit, and I love the concept of molecular gastronomy, taking cooking as an applied science and just breaking out of the box.  I know that he was painted as a villain, and the wolverine hairdo certainly helped that picture, but I never saw what was so bad about him.  Give him enough time in the real world, and he will learn soon enough what behavior is appropriate or not.  I was rooting for Marcel, and he's obviously a very cool guy.  I've been watching the extra videos on Bravo for the past hour and a half.  yeah, I'm obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, I should go to bed.  Any other Top Chefs out there?</content>
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    <title>Hi everyone</title>
    <published>2006-12-20T23:07:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-20T23:07:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been a few months since I've last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's mainly because I don't mess around on the internet that much anymore while I'm at work, and when I'm home, I spend much more time watching TV than on my computer because I really get sick of the computer and would much rather watch Scrubs and Food Network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to pop on here and wish everyone Happy Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word.</content>
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    <title>East Coast</title>
    <published>2006-10-19T07:56:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-19T07:56:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">By the way, if you don't know this, I'm going to the east coast on Saturday.  I will be hitting Pittsburgh, then Harrisburg, then NYC and back all in a week.  If you want to setup a time to hang out, let me know.  I will be renting a car so I'll be able to pretty much go anywhere.</content>
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    <title>been a while</title>
    <published>2006-10-19T07:53:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-19T07:53:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, it's been some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The We Are Scientists show was great.  Much fun had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my teeth started really hurting.  Turns out the two wisdom teeth I had left (the bottom two) started decaying and got infected.  Seriously, some of the worst pain I've ever been in in quite some time.  So last week was a mad scramble with trying to get dentists appointments, and then setting up oral surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I went to a NERO event, and realized that NERO out here on the west coast just isn't the same, or maybe I've just changed.  Either way, I'll help the website, but I don't have barely any interest in LARPing anymore.  There are a lot of other things I'd rather do with that time.  So I left the event early and came back to Seattle, ended up going to an art show block party over in Ballard, and felt really hip, even though I was dressed in sweats (which I hate being in public in sweats, but I didn't want to wear nice clothes to NERO).  Then on Sunday I went and saw the Marine with Joe, which I recommend if you like action movies.  Afterwards went to my producers house and a group of us played board games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that night I started getting a cold, which worried me because my oral surgery was scheduled on Tuesday and I didn't want them to push it back.  So much to my chagrin, I stayed home on Monday to rest up.  Then on Tuesday went in for the surgery.  Wow, these guys were pros.  So much better than when I got them taken out at Pitt.  they hooked me up to the gas, I tripped like crazy and then just sat around and ate ice cream all day.  But last night I got the hell scared out of me.  I woke up about 6 or 7 in the morning, and I was burning up.  I was so dehydrated I had a horrible headache, and I couldn't break a sweat.  So I started drinking cold Gatorade and got the uncontrollable chills.  I was worried I would have to go to the hospital, but forced myself to go back to sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I woke up a few hours later and I was drenched in sweat and my fever was broken and I felt fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, these guys were pros.  I haven't had to take any painkillers or anything.  I'm still eating a liquidy diet - ie, soups and yogurts, but I'm going to try to go to work tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>Fuck yeah!</title>
    <published>2006-09-15T10:03:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-15T10:03:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We Are Scientists are playing at Neumo's on the 7th with Art Brut!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, this so awesome.  We Are Scientists have rocketed quickly into becoming one of my favorite bands.</content>
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    <title>Canada!</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T05:17:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T05:17:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I think I'm going to Vancouver this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, this will be my first time ever out of the United States!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Tokyo Game Show next year at this time.  I already have the passport application filled out and my passport photos taken, and I'm taking next week off (we final Monday), so I should start the process for passport soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad I found my birth certificate.  I probably should apply for a new one as it's falling apart.  Then again, it IS over a quarter-century old.</content>
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    <title>oh...wow</title>
    <published>2006-08-31T08:35:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-31T08:35:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It just hit me what game I'm going to be working on next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until I can talk about it, I sooooo want to brag.</content>
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    <title>PAX</title>
    <published>2006-08-25T23:54:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-25T23:54:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, so I wasn't going to go to PAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  In the short of it - I'm an asshole.  No, seriously, the me of 2-3 years ago would call myself an asshole for thinking how I currently do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a recovering nerd.  Well, then again, I'm not sure I was ever a "nerd".  Nerdy, yes.  But a nerd to me is someone who revels in it, sees the culture and is like "that's what I am".  And well, I've never felt that.  I just want to be a guy who likes things that are typically nerdy but can intelligently argue to someone with disimiliar interests how universal they are, to the point of having that person usually give things a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of this, I'm highly intolerant of the nerd/geek clique.  That's why I can barely handle cons of any type, because it's all about the clique.  I'll probably never go to a comic-con again, even though I love comics.  I've never gone to an anime convention, and, quite frankly, never want to.  I almost went to Sakuracon, but that was more to surprise my girlfriend at the time than to actually see the con.  E3, well, I didn't like E3 for other reasons, mainly because E3 was a bunch of flash and bang and I would have to shower the sliminess of marketing off of me and then go and enjoy LA.  GDC doesn't count, because yes, GDC is a culture, but it's a culture of creativity and productivity.  It's a pursuit to understand an artform and make things better.  I guess if I would want to be part of any "group" it would be the artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not the nerd.  In a few years, I will probably find this attitude superficial, but I want to learn what NOT to wear, ie, pants too tight for me, shirts with some snarky inside joke about Nintendo, a trench-coat with a backpack that has a button that says "Roll for damage", whatever.  I want to have style because I already know I have substance.  But I look at the group of PAXers, and I both nod and shake my head at the same time, and just try to understand why I feel the way I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, it's enough to make me NOT want to pay any money to be near that group, even though it's the very group that supports my career.  (Although in a perfect world, it wouldn't be because EVERYBODY would enjoy games)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's not enough to make me pass up a free pass.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that?  Free pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, from, get this, the infamous VIDEO GAME PIANIST!! Martin's a really nice guy, too.  I hope to see him perform tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it looks like I'm going to role up my sleeves, don my badge, and jump waist deep into the nerd culture.  Maybe this will be a good thing for two reasons.  1 - It will make me understand more on WHY I feel so averse to this and help me figure out what to improve on myself.  2 - there's the possibility that I'm being extremely overly judgemental about the whole thing and will make me realize this.  Or probably both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what I'm going to do when I go is dress up, slacks/dress shirt versus the tight jeans/free con t-shirt, use hygiene including products that make smell nice, as opposed to the "I've been playing videogames all day in a hot room" smell, grab both my digital camera and my videocamera and document the hell out of it.  Basically, pretend I'm a journalist.  Maybe I'll get into some cool parties that way.</content>
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    <title>oooooohhhhh</title>
    <published>2006-08-22T23:36:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-22T23:36:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, so while before, moving out of my place was going to be a major hassle, and pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a couple places today, but the first one I saw was sooooo nice.  Seriously.  It's a townhome with 2 floors, a giant living room/dining room, a great kitchen with tons of space, skylights, 2.5 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms, security system, wall safe, giant walk-in closets, double-walled construction (I couldn't even hear traffic outside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing, and at 1725 a month, it's 200 dollars less per month per person than each of us is paying individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT this place, I want it NOW.  Cross your fingers for me.</content>
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    <title>relatively unexpected</title>
    <published>2006-08-22T17:52:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-22T17:52:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://ds.ign.com/articles/726/726743p1.html"&gt;http://ds.ign.com/articles/726/726743p1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm impressed that the reviewers are impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is good, we put a lot of work into the game.  It was a HUGE learning experience for all of us, and I really hope to get my hands into a action/adventure game for the DS next time around.  I'd really like to work on making a really fun combat system.  It's difficult, and there's a balance to strike between button mashing and way too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it looks like my next game is going to be as far from a action/adventure sword slasher as you can get.  Actually, it looks like it might be one of the biggest hyped games ever, and everyone is going to be surprised that this baby is coming out for the DS.</content>
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    <title>new phone number</title>
    <published>2006-08-19T23:42:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Hey, got a new cell-phone number.  Want it?  email me (lukeyes@gmail.com), or comment your email and I will send it to you</content>
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    <title>lukeyes @ 2006-08-14T12:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T19:10:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://kittensaresocute.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Awwwwww!!!1!&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>lost cell phone</title>
    <published>2006-08-12T23:45:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-12T23:45:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Arggh, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing your cellphone has to be one of the most annoying things ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I"ve been wanting to get rid of Verizon anyways, and this is an excuse.  But now I don't have access to all those phone numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would, please email me your phone number at lukeyes[at]gmail[dot]com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks</content>
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    <title>Who wants to be a SuperHero?</title>
    <published>2006-07-28T08:59:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-28T08:59:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I posted this in my myspace blog, but hell, thought I would share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a fan of comics myself (but never having money to afford many, up until now), this show is quickly becoming my favorite.  And I don't even watch television, because I never really like any of the shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tonight's episode with the little girl was awesome.  And it makes you wonder - what would you do?  I don't know what I would've done really.  I would like to think I would've helped the girl.  I've been in similar situations before, and this is usually what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Stop, look.  Is anyone else coming to help?&lt;br /&gt;2 - If no, walk up, try to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime that hesitation is probably going to be a bad thing, but usually, at least trying to help is better than walking through.  Granted, I've never been in many situations that accounted for that quick thinking.  The car blowing up behind my house was probably the one I remember most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car blowing up?  You don't know that story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back when I lived on Melwood Ave, there was a small alley behind our house that connected North Oakland to Polish Hill.  So even though it was small, it was used quite often.  We had a little pull off on the side of the road where we could park our cars.  It wasn't big, could squeeze 2 cars, but usually held one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one night, I'm getting ready to go to bed pretty late.  I'm petting the cat, relaxing.  All the sudden, I hear this loud explosion and feel this intense heat wave hit me.  It's hard to describe, it wasn't like explosions you see on TV.  It was just intense fire fuming all at once.  I dart up, look out the window, and see nothing but flames coming out of the alleyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could think of is "oh my god, what if someone's in there".  I run out of my room screaming "Johnny, Johnny (my roomate at the time) call 911, NOW".  I'm not even stopping, I'm just screaming "call 911, call 911" as I run towards the kitchen to grab the little fire extinguisher.  yeah, I know, in hindsight what the hell could it do?  But I'm in instinct mode here.  I'm crying, with mixed emotions of worrying that somebody could be dying at that very moment, and choking back the fear for my own safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rip the extinguisher off the wall, bracket and all, throw open the door, all the time yelling "Is anyone in there, please, please, say something", running up to this towering inferno of flames (I swear to god I can't believe I didn't get 2nd degree burns from being near this thing).   Spraying the fire extinguisher all over the car (it's doing absolutely nothing), getting that aweful taste in my mouth.  The tears are drying faster than they come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hear anything, don't see anything, but I don't care.  All I'm thinking is "fire, could be people in there, gotta put out the fire".  I grab, get this, my SUPERSOAKER.  Yes, in college I bought a SuperSoaker 3000 as a joke during class one day.  That's the one with the backpack.  I'm screaming at Johnny asking him if he called the fire department, while filling the bastard up with water.  Keep running outside, spraying water on this burning car, which is doing nothing (what the hell did they put in the damn thing).  Anyways, do this TWICE before the fire department even came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while the fire department is starting to put it out.  The fucker EXPLODES, this time, for real.  Seriously, I don't know if it pushed me back, or if I jumped back from the hell of it (I was already backed away at this time to let the firefighters do their job).  But it was like something out of the movies, I don't know what caught, but wow.  Basically, if I was as close to the car as I was before, if I wasn't dead, I would've been royally fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, turns out that somebody dropped off the car, filled the thing with gasoline, and then threw in a molotov cocktail.  Or at least that's what the firefighter told me.  Insurance fraud.  I was pissed, it was around 3 am by this time.  But I was also relieved that nobody got hurt and nobody died.  Later that night I broke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I felt good about myself.  Something like that happens, and you have a choice.  And I put my safety at risk, because I believed someone was in danger.  I didn't think, I acted, I was there to pull someone out of a burning wreckage.  And I would like to think that if there was someone there, I would've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, my friends, is the test of a real superhero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and yes, I do know that this sounds to insane to be true, but if you don't believe me, I can give you Johnny's IM name and you can ask him.</content>
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    <title>premium gas and lost weight</title>
    <published>2006-07-22T01:32:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Don't let anyone tell you that premium gas doesn't matter for your engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I use regular ol'87 octane, but given that my motorcycle has about a 50-60 mpg gas rating, I decided it wouldn't hurt to pay extra and spring for the 92.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap, what a difference.  I can easily cruise at 35 mph in SECOND gear.  For reference, I have 5 gears on my motorcycle.  I haven't brought it above 3rd lately, because there's no need to, I can hit 50 mph quite easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more reference, I needed it in 4th gear to barely cruise along at 45, and she wouldn't go higher than 60 (and even then with a lot of backfiring) when topped out in 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, higher octane does make a difference, and is a good deal for fuel-efficient vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still put regular in my Chevette though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weighed myself this morning - 176 with 22% body fat.  I'd like to get down to around 18 or so.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost 20 lbs in 4 months, not bad when it took me about 10 months to put on 35.  Martial arts really is a good way to lose weight.  Also, cutting out regular soda (I might have a diet coke every couple days), and switching to tea really helped (herbal tea has 0 cals).  But the martial arts helps with that too, because you WANT to put good stuff in your body.  Otherwise, you know you'll feel it later.</content>
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