<?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-21611091</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:56:37.088-07:00</updated><category term='popeye'/><category term='miranda july'/><category term='images'/><category term='queer'/><category term='media'/><category term='anthropomorphic'/><category term='doom'/><category term='classy'/><category term='meat'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='kimmy gibbler'/><category term='death'/><category term='long john silvers'/><category term='robot'/><category term='bizarre'/><category term='I HATE THESE LABELS'/><category term='france'/><category term='80s'/><category term='advertising'/><category term='military'/><category term='midi'/><category term='wtf'/><category term='dynasty'/><category term='muzac'/><category term='superbowl'/><category term='sex'/><category term='peanuts'/><category term='scooters'/><category term='dali'/><category term='video'/><category term='hipster'/><category term='kung fu'/><category term='&apos;70s'/><category term='football'/><category term='full house'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='mothra'/><category term='pinchy'/><category term='lydia lunch'/><category term='420'/><category term='game show'/><category term='women'/><category term='gay'/><category term='bomb'/><category term='primal scream'/><category term='moustaches'/><category term='grunts'/><category term='boingboing'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='feminism'/><category term='politics'/><category term='cory doctorow'/><category term='ed'/><category term='parody'/><category term='drunk'/><category term='moans'/><category term='cats'/><category term='bukowski'/><category term='fall'/><category term='technolonuts'/><category term='fight'/><category term='mummies'/><category term='los angeles'/><category term='joe rogan'/><category term='why do they call labels &quot;labels&quot; when they are in fact more commonly known as &quot;tags?&quot;'/><category term='lesbians'/><category term='super bowl'/><category term='fire'/><category term='feces'/><category term='godzilla'/><category term='overlords'/><category term='dictionary'/><category term='catfight'/><category term='public access'/><category term='japan'/><category term='aggression'/><category term='remix'/><category term='peaches'/><category term='yoko ono'/><category term='swedish black metal'/><category term='professor'/><title type='text'>[[[VIDEODEATH]]]</title><subtitle type='html'>streams of consciousness via a/v txt</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Arielle</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>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-3426806505590482690</id><published>2008-03-06T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T02:23:00.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's my civic duty to begin updating this blog once more. oh my, how things have changed since i first sat down in my basement apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-3426806505590482690?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/3426806505590482690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=3426806505590482690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3426806505590482690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3426806505590482690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-my-civic-duty-to-begin-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-2586915848186569431</id><published>2007-07-09T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T10:50:44.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='professor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbians'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.afterellen.com/archive/ellen/Movies/2005/Photos/top%2010%20kisses/deserthearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.afterellen.com/archive/ellen/Movies/2005/Photos/top%2010%20kisses/deserthearts.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks ago i went to the gauntlet. they were doing some promotional mumbo jumbo for a lesbian themed film for which i had not yet seen. that film was &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0089015/"&gt;DESERT HEARTS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the way to remember if you want the word "desert" or "dessert" is to keep in mind with "dessert" you want seconds. it is in fact "desert" hearts and not "dessert." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm a film critic and i hate anything that does not involve talking animals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drinks were real strong that night and the bar was fairly empty. there was a movie themed costume contest and all i saw was a man in a denim skirt. i shouted, "hey, this is dyke night. get that man off the stage!" but i don't think anybody heard me. she was a handsome lady. real handsome. i dropped my corncob pipe on the floor which was covered in dried semen no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fool me once and that's okay, you can learn. fool me twice and that's also okay, i feel like time is no object. i netflixed that there desert hearts. the dvd skipped and stuttered, probably from being rented by so many lesbians before. rubbing the dirty disc with their dinah shore weekend pullover in hopes of cleansing the disc but only soiling it more so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the younger chick was okay. just okay. THE PROFESSOR was haggard and her face reminded me of Ross Perot. thusly, any sex scenes were rendered obsolete. the pacing seemed equal to the rate of watching an elder person get out of a seat on a bus. just as the elder person, the movie also had slight tremors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, if you like slow progressions, lesbians, the roaring '50s, and plays put on by armatures then you will like this movie lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, i am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2586915848186569431?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2586915848186569431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2586915848186569431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-z_5js8BYms"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-z_5js8BYms" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a bit more, and will do a more comprehensive posting later. i wish that i had more free time because i would like to aggregate all of the riot grrrl-type/oriented videos that have shown up on the internets all together. i'm sure i could whip up an easy template in which to place them since i know nothing about technological creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night dear apples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2363212195303195320?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2363212195303195320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2363212195303195320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2363212195303195320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2363212195303195320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-i-thought-to-myself-hey-has-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7258761759078508911</id><published>2007-06-15T15:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T15:39:40.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teleprompter failure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7G2XN08iPg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7G2XN08iPg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7258761759078508911?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7258761759078508911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7258761759078508911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7258761759078508911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7258761759078508911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/teleprompter-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-5103154232059787663</id><published>2007-06-15T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:04:49.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love idiots on game shows. The answer is so obvious...what was the caller not inhaling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ooafC6N8J_A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ooafC6N8J_A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-5103154232059787663?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/5103154232059787663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=5103154232059787663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5103154232059787663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5103154232059787663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-idiots-on-game-shows.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-5362717515390909731</id><published>2007-06-13T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T16:24:52.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robot'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this robot may be able to ride a bicycle, but can it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4rgaLW163k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4rgaLW163k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-5362717515390909731?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/5362717515390909731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=5362717515390909731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5362717515390909731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5362717515390909731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-robot-may-be-able-to-ride-bicycle.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-3567357947079430849</id><published>2007-06-13T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T10:04:12.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='military'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bomb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Gayest...er Greatest News Story Ever Told!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of a Pentagon proposal to create a bomb so mighty that it would turn the enemy gay and make them irresistible to one another.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf" width="450" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="autostart=false&amp;token=5cc_1181459168" scale="showall" name="index"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-3567357947079430849?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/3567357947079430849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=3567357947079430849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3567357947079430849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3567357947079430849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/gayest.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-2431837999503039630</id><published>2007-06-07T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:22:59.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kimmy gibbler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='full house'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Full House+STAMOS+DOOM METAL=JESSE AND THE RIPPERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyxyJ8CwIgc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyxyJ8CwIgc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2431837999503039630?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2431837999503039630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2431837999503039630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2431837999503039630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2431837999503039630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/full-housestamosdoom-metaljesse-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7191394917318117562</id><published>2007-06-05T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T16:07:23.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MIKA MIKO in BUSINESS CATS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Io3En002wNQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Io3En002wNQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome-tastic video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7191394917318117562?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7191394917318117562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7191394917318117562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7191394917318117562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7191394917318117562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/mika-miko-in-business-cats-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-2170327783339398597</id><published>2007-06-05T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:53:24.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinchy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pinchy the lobster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lzaeKNVda1Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lzaeKNVda1Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2170327783339398597?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2170327783339398597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2170327783339398597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2170327783339398597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2170327783339398597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/pinchy-lobster.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7877167439066198658</id><published>2007-06-04T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T15:13:27.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The best thing that I have seen all day...country line dancing to Iron Butterfly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Y7u_NXTQGc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Y7u_NXTQGc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7877167439066198658?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7877167439066198658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7877167439066198658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7877167439066198658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7877167439066198658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/best-thing-that-i-have-seen-all-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-3492349566866411530</id><published>2007-06-04T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:21:33.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overlords'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4LIThTB8Ww"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4LIThTB8Ww" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man creates amazing robots out of scraps. He's like Lucia Pamela, but with handy crafts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-3492349566866411530?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/3492349566866411530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=3492349566866411530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3492349566866411530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3492349566866411530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-man-creates-amazing-robots-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7028003910550289198</id><published>2007-05-30T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:12:29.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technolonuts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FlZxuqjJDgk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FlZxuqjJDgk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This interactive touch computer table is awesome! I totally want to play solitaire on that thing and then wirelessly transmit photos of myself wearing my big ugly '80s glasses all over myspace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7028003910550289198?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7028003910550289198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7028003910550289198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7028003910550289198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7028003910550289198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-interactive-touch-computer-table.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-5827535803194514668</id><published>2007-05-30T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T11:06:21.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOW-TO: ORIGAMI VAGINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rdlti0AicZ4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rdlti0AicZ4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-5827535803194514668?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/5827535803194514668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=5827535803194514668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5827535803194514668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5827535803194514668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-to-origami-vagina.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-3721920810879437475</id><published>2007-05-29T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:20:14.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i could elaborate on the following videos more, but i can't at the moment. in the mean time...a cheesy women and punk portion of a cheesy documentary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lS_LdMypHw4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lS_LdMypHw4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[PART I]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLtWpcFY14k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLtWpcFY14k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[PART II]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fJmvaPdPG5Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fJmvaPdPG5Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[PART III]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/film/her_noise.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the awesome documentary Her Noise, a must-watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-3721920810879437475?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/3721920810879437475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=3721920810879437475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3721920810879437475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3721920810879437475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wish-i-could-elaborate-on-following.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-8187273908936640819</id><published>2007-05-29T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:42:39.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hD6KUzP3MQQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hD6KUzP3MQQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this fellow, Arthur Brown, never heard of him before, but apparently Alice Cooper totally loved him. The song sounds totally stereotypically of that time period. I do love the into, "I AM THE GOD OF HELLFIRE!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-8187273908936640819?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/8187273908936640819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=8187273908936640819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8187273908936640819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8187273908936640819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-this-fellow-arthur-brown-never-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7798908650550369328</id><published>2007-05-24T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T10:24:50.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miranda july'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scooters'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAUx8-UJ3fE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAUx8-UJ3fE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda July is totally one of my favorite artists ever. I feel the need to state that I am an og Miranda July fan as somehow that may make me better than you? Buuut ever since I heard Kid Co-Coma on UCSB's npr station when I was like 13 or 14 (now I'm old and haggard) I become totally enchanted by her and after seeing her videos felt that my love of video as an art form had been validated. So yes, the above is Miranda July in the new Blonde Redhead for a track whose title does not really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it appears as though somebody has videoed some of Miranda July's shorts from the Big Miss Moviola tapes off of their tv and uploaded them the wasteoftimeTUBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/luivLtmDhyQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/luivLtmDhyQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1EZPLdRWcc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1EZPLdRWcc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Stronger Every Day (2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to purchase a new Joanie4Jackie tape seeing as though mine broke after so many viewings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7798908650550369328?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7798908650550369328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7798908650550369328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7798908650550369328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7798908650550369328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/miranda-july-is-totally-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-434694947673874863</id><published>2007-05-23T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T14:57:58.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="365" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvbaseclip=2857303&amp;"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/video/2857303"&gt;Unemployment Check: Dr. Phil Helps Aspiring Child Stars Realize Their Dream of Batsh*t Insanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;Posted Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the weirdest child talent shows ever, courtesy of &lt;em&gt;Dr. Phil&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody please explain how this little girl can go from reciting a monologue about a car wreck to singing twinkle twinkle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-434694947673874863?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/434694947673874863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=434694947673874863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/434694947673874863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/434694947673874863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/unemployment-check-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-8343471517131409190</id><published>2007-05-23T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T14:36:18.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An &lt;a href="http://hugostrikesback.web.fc2.com/anne/index.html"&gt;Anne Frank&lt;/a&gt; photo gallery. Ask me about my teleplay called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Anne Frankenstein&lt;/span&gt;. Since you asked think of it as a cross between &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Small Wonder&lt;/span&gt; and the Holocaust. My final Anne Frank comment...I wrote a diary and you don't see me making a big deal about it. By the way, I'm Jewish and my grandfather is a survivor of the Holocaust. I kid because I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-8343471517131409190?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/8343471517131409190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=8343471517131409190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8343471517131409190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8343471517131409190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/anne-frank-photo-gallery.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-6326614640436374219</id><published>2007-05-22T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:48:53.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyb4Wq8UYyA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyb4Wq8UYyA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Buxton adds a hilarious narration to a Nissan advert for their line of SUV's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm working from home for the second day in a row. So I've had KCAL on most of the day while I've been working. Just now there's an ad for Hooters Hotel and Casino in Vegas. Their advertising it as a great place for couples to go. What woman (other than myself. What can I say? I'm a sucker for tacky.) would go on a weekend getaway/vacation with her presumably male partner to the fucking Hooters Hotel?! Hoot hoot! On a side note, don't gay cruises seem totally fun fun fun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-6326614640436374219?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/6326614640436374219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=6326614640436374219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6326614640436374219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6326614640436374219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/adam-buxton-adds-hilarious-narration-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-2652171025121017262</id><published>2007-05-22T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:23:45.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gbeMEr0cKE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gbeMEr0cKE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know anything at all about Tracey Emin, but I sure do love videos of drunk television appearances. She won the Turner prize, goes out and gets totally hammered, then makes an appearance on Channel 4 completely blitzed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2652171025121017262?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2652171025121017262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2652171025121017262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2652171025121017262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2652171025121017262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-know-anything-at-all-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-6965203051984562500</id><published>2007-05-18T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T10:38:02.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gretsch guitars are my favorite ever. so sweet and and smooth. it gives me nothing but sheer joy to hold one in my claws. of course, it will take me some more time to save up enough money to be able to afford the rather large price tag. but it's so worth it. so very, very worth it. below you will witness before your own two eyes a video of chet atkins playing the amazing instrument. just wait a cotton pickin' minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8O2sMZGjCjY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8O2sMZGjCjY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-6965203051984562500?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/6965203051984562500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=6965203051984562500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6965203051984562500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6965203051984562500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/gretsch-guitars-are-my-favorite-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-1571134185543890989</id><published>2007-05-17T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:09:43.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>link is remarkable. i was doing an image search for fuhttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif&lt;a href="http://www.andrew.cmu.edu/user/golan/ems1/mustache/index.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nny mustaches when i found it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-1571134185543890989?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/1571134185543890989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=1571134185543890989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1571134185543890989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1571134185543890989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/link-is-remarkable.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-5676055859813385236</id><published>2007-05-17T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T16:43:56.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swedish black metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dictionary'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my loved one tells me that i'm "surreal and a little macabre." and thusly, i feel that "macabre" may have one of the best definitions in the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma·ca·bre  /məˈkɑbrə, -ˈkɑb, -ˈkɑbər/ P[muh-kah-bruh, -kahb, -kah-ber] –adjective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. of or suggestive of the allegorical dance of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE OF DEATH! the monster mash! an allegorical smash! viva la muerte! let's eat soy steaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-5676055859813385236?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/5676055859813385236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=5676055859813385236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5676055859813385236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5676055859813385236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-loved-one-tells-me-that-im-surreal.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-5659174553009143353</id><published>2007-05-17T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T11:38:43.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for a horrific view of American politics please see the below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/axmCVvuWRTM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/axmCVvuWRTM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-5659174553009143353?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/5659174553009143353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=5659174553009143353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5659174553009143353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/5659174553009143353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-horrific-view-of-american-politics.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-8937379471341212042</id><published>2007-05-17T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T09:33:26.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HATE THESE LABELS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found this story about a woman who suffered "internal decapitation" via boingboing, but what has interested me the most is the quality of the audio on the news website. it's horribly creepy. watch the video detailing the damage done to the woman &lt;a href="http://www.thedenverchannel.com/health/13286533/detail.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but check out the audio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-8937379471341212042?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/8937379471341212042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=8937379471341212042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8937379471341212042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8937379471341212042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-found-this-story-about-woman-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-2986453432065529312</id><published>2007-05-17T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T09:26:21.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dali'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dali and Gala being birthed from an egg. So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5A3Oo_zj5c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5A3Oo_zj5c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2986453432065529312?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2986453432065529312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2986453432065529312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2986453432065529312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2986453432065529312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/dali-and-gala-being-birthed-from-egg.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-1657387105403925556</id><published>2007-05-16T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T11:53:55.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bukowski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los angeles'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Charles Bukowski - "Born Into This"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf" width="450" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="autostart=false&amp;token=4c0_1179248436" scale="showall" name="index"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-1657387105403925556?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/1657387105403925556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=1657387105403925556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1657387105403925556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1657387105403925556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-8631871912277299899</id><published>2007-05-15T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:44:09.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Customer service is completely horrible. Just in general. Time Warner cable took 3 weeks to NOT install my cable so I canceled the service before it even began. Not to mention the bitchy installation fellow who kept making snappy remarks at me assuming that I'm so wealthy suit and tie which makes absolutely no sense. I just wanted my damned cable and internet installed. Then on multiple occasions Fedex fails to deliver my packages on time or follow the instructions that I leave for them making it pointless to pay for faster shipping. Dare I mention how hard it is to get a doctor's office to return a phone call or even provide care? Oh least we forget how horrible it is to deal with a cell phone company like T-mo or Cingular...I mean ATT. Oh yes, and the bank not properly re-routing a new account and closing the wrong account. And finally the blessed credit card company whom makes a mistake on their end and then charges me for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest run-in with Fedex has just made me think of how much I hate the way companies treat their customers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-8631871912277299899?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/8631871912277299899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=8631871912277299899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8631871912277299899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8631871912277299899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/customer-service-is-completely-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7573337526972598614</id><published>2007-05-15T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T11:06:02.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From: BreakingNews@MAIL.CNN.COM [mailto:BreakingNews@MAIL.CNN.COM]&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Tuesday, May 15, 2007 10:36 AM&lt;br /&gt;To: TEXTBREAKINGNEWS@CNNIMAIL12.CNN.COM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: CNN Breaking News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- The Rev. Jerry Falwell has died at age 73, The Associated Press reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/195/499784669_d35951a6fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something I whipped up for the occasion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7573337526972598614?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7573337526972598614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7573337526972598614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7573337526972598614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7573337526972598614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-breakingnewsmail.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/195/499784669_d35951a6fd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7436271171265538345</id><published>2007-05-15T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T10:57:17.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boingboing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cory doctorow'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cory Doctorow's posts to BoingBoing are really boring. All he writes about are the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Disney related topics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Creative Commons licensing, the RIAA, and other Copyright related issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Obscure genres of science fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How he was a Fulbright Chair at USC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally wind-baggy and boring as hell! I prefer the variety and wide-ranging entries of Xeni Jardin and Mark Frauenfelder (who has an amazing last name). Like I totally feel like Cory writes to see his own words the way some people talk just to hear their own squawking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7436271171265538345?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7436271171265538345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7436271171265538345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7436271171265538345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7436271171265538345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/cory-doctorows-posts-to-boingboing-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-8476089097828490386</id><published>2007-05-15T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T09:56:17.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why do they call labels &quot;labels&quot; when they are in fact more commonly known as &quot;tags?&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning Ayn Rand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-pHxlwFgOc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-pHxlwFgOc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Wallace interviews Ayn Rand in 1959.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRDgIXn2IWs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRDgIXn2IWs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayn Rand on the Phil Donahue Show. If I remember correctly in the last part of the interview she talks about her love of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Charlie's Angel's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-8476089097828490386?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/8476089097828490386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=8476089097828490386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8476089097828490386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8476089097828490386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-morning-ayn-rand-mike-wallace.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-4674251035804350475</id><published>2007-05-14T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T11:03:10.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public access'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>similar to Jan Terri, Nicki Rose made a craptacular video to sell himself to the nameless record industry. apparently from Portland, Nicki Rose in my opinion appears to be perhaps the Best of New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yO2VDyvua8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yO2VDyvua8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because i love it so...Jan Terri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="365" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvbaseclip=2727445&amp;"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's totally catchy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-4674251035804350475?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/4674251035804350475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=4674251035804350475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/4674251035804350475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/4674251035804350475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/similar-to-jan-terri-nicki-rose-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-6447495392844670118</id><published>2007-05-14T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T09:29:38.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game show'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perhaps this woman is the most clueless Wheel Of Fortune player to date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6bdUHdQepac"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6bdUHdQepac" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-6447495392844670118?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/6447495392844670118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=6447495392844670118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6447495392844670118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6447495392844670118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/perhaps-this-woman-is-most-clueless.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-1915240805365698666</id><published>2007-05-11T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T12:11:43.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;70s'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-kVxGXfUaYg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-kVxGXfUaYg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why didn't i get shown cinematic gold like this when i was in school?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-1915240805365698666?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/1915240805365698666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=1915240805365698666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1915240805365698666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1915240805365698666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-didnt-i-get-shown-cinematic-gold.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-4265900979630078818</id><published>2007-05-10T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T10:29:30.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bizarre'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dead fawn, dressed like baby, left outside Tacoma theater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Associated Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TACOMA — The police log entry said it all: "Deceased fawn was dressed up like an infant and abandoned at the Pantages Theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would anyone dress up a dead newborn deer, lay it in a basket and leave it outside an ornate downtown landmark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your guess is as good as mine," said Tom Sayre, a spokesman of The Humane Society for Tacoma and Pierce County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outfit included an infant sleeper and a bib that read, "You think I'm cute? You should see my aunt," Sayre added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An officer found the fawn Tuesday night, said police spokesman Mark Fulghum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unclear how the animal died but the odor indicated it had been dead for awhile, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Humane Society vet thought it might have been stillborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's just bizarre," Fulghum said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-4265900979630078818?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/4265900979630078818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=4265900979630078818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/4265900979630078818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/4265900979630078818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/dead-fawn-dressed-like-baby-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-6202272783593565426</id><published>2007-05-07T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T11:28:56.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kung fu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popeye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mummies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ozuQsY0bLGk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ozuQsY0bLGk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold kung fu Popeye as he battles mummies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-6202272783593565426?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/6202272783593565426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=6202272783593565426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6202272783593565426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6202272783593565426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/05/behold-kung-fu-popeye-as-he-battles.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-6402282299848661781</id><published>2007-04-30T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T13:15:44.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanuts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='godzilla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v37R9hLcA_g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v37R9hLcA_g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a huge fan of the godzilla movies, although i do love the amazing moustaches that tend to appear in the older films, and i do do do love the use of binoculars to view giant-ass beasts that are mere feet away. i have always really liked the tiny twins who sing to summon mothra. it's completely rediculous. i should totally do a mash-up of this video with my obese feline miss laura. OH TWI-INS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to be confused with the amazing band TWIN (formerly the king cobra which i think is a far more kick-ass name).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-6402282299848661781?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/6402282299848661781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=6402282299848661781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6402282299848661781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6402282299848661781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-huge-fan-of-godzilla-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-1278834014200911516</id><published>2007-04-30T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T11:36:44.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hipster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remix'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so by now everybody has heard the annoyingly infectious song "young folks." i feel like i can't escape it, it's in ads, on the radio, at work, and the caller tune for a friend of mine (urge to kill rising!). weeell here's a really funny remix of "young folks" by diplo via &lt;a href="http://gorillavsbear.blogspot.com/"&gt;gorilla vs. bear&lt;/a&gt;. ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gorillavsbear.blogspot.com/2007/04/dirty-young-folks.html"&gt;Link to d/l remix.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you don't remember the song here's the video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-1278834014200911516?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/1278834014200911516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=1278834014200911516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1278834014200911516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1278834014200911516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-by-now-everybody-has-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-2138294465599806625</id><published>2007-04-27T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:03:24.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dynasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catfight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DYNASTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="95"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6UNAjzWrTLw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6UNAjzWrTLw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="225" height="95"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;      -    French moans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="95"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_iK1AvZF3o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_iK1AvZF3o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="225" height="95"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;      -     German Frou fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="95"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0LbLikClWnM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0LbLikClWnM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="225" height="95"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;      -   Giant brawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="225" height="95"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ckHxXWAPrY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ckHxXWAPrY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="225" height="95"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;     -     Evil twin smackdown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2138294465599806625?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2138294465599806625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2138294465599806625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2138294465599806625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2138294465599806625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/dynasty.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-9219443270700251468</id><published>2007-04-26T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:37:16.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoko ono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primal scream'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Five Yokos. One Arthur Janov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="55" width="125"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5H7TEIveNZY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5H7TEIveNZY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="55" width="125"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="55" width="125"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqXSjFB08C8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqXSjFB08C8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="55" width="125"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="55" width="125"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-XquQOME1Zs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-XquQOME1Zs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="55" 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href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/9219443270700251468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=9219443270700251468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/9219443270700251468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/9219443270700251468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/five-yokos.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-3532159189277750686</id><published>2007-04-20T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T11:52:09.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='420'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anthropomorphic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='france'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now via &lt;a href="http://blog.wfmu.org/"&gt;WFMU&lt;/a&gt;, here's something to watch whilst celebrating 420.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3hsef70fwQoqxco62"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3hsef70fwQoqxco62" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1ra7q_la-boucherie-9-pollueurs-anonymes"&gt;La Boucherie 9: Pollueurs anonymes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/presidentielles_net"&gt;presidentielles_net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-3532159189277750686?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/3532159189277750686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=3532159189277750686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Get 'em Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;   'I'm a man!' lesbian growled during fight     &lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;p class="article-author"&gt;BY JOSE MARTINEZ&lt;br /&gt;DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITER&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="article-date"&gt;   Posted Friday, April 13th 2007,  4:00 AM  &lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p&gt;A furious lesbian raged, "I'm a man!" during a wild seven-on-one beatdown of a male filmmaker in Manhattan, a witness testified yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tattoo artist Louis Barak said he saw victim Dwayne Buckle try to diffuse the tension last August by ordering, "Calm down, woman!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"And she's like, 'I'm not a woman, I'm a n-----, I'm a man!'" Barak said.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Barak said he never saw who threw the first punch in the melee outside the IFC Center on Sixth Ave., but he told jurors he saw one woman swipe at Buckle with a knife. Buckle took no offensive action, he said.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"He would do what any person would do," Barak said. "He was in a defensive mode."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But defense attorneys tried to paint Buckle as the aggressor by playing a video in which he appeared to be choking a woman. They also aired a video clip of Buckle, a video engineer who makes his own low-budget films, triumphantly waving a handful of hair pulled out during the fight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Three women involved in the rumble are already behind bars for attempted assault, while the four others are currently on trial on felony gang assault charges.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The lesbians say Buckle, 29, was belted after he said, "I'll f--- you straight, sweetheart," to a woman who had rejected his come-on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Prosecutors contend that the Queens man - who denied making the crude crack - was preyed upon by the gang of angry lesbians.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jurors yesterday viewed videos and photos of the fight and heard from the cop who arrested the brawling ladies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Police Officer Christopher O'Haire said the women were "almost festive" as he tailed them shortly after the street fight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"They were walking, almost carrying on," he said.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jmartinez@edit.nydailynews.com"&gt;jmartinez@edit.nydailynews.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2440059939195763190?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2440059939195763190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2440059939195763190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2440059939195763190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2440059939195763190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/get-em-girls-im-man-lesbian-growled.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-3768457716282880721</id><published>2007-04-20T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T10:56:10.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moustaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80s'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-6053863688509045791&amp;amp;hl=en-CA" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This totally made my Friday! The 1987 glory of the Calgary Flames...because you can't touch a flame when it's red hot. The only things that matter to me right now are midi trumpets and sweet ass moustaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-3768457716282880721?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/3768457716282880721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=3768457716282880721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3768457716282880721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/3768457716282880721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-totally-made-my-friday-1987-glory.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-8538049978355876354</id><published>2007-04-19T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T12:36:20.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public access'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long john silvers'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-TUj69HLb0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-TUj69HLb0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unadulterated&lt;/span&gt; gold and completely worth watching all of the way through. Not only is there mention of fast food shrimp in this clip, but also there is some hilarious advice on feeling the phallic heat. Behold the POWER OF THE PENIS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-8538049978355876354?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/8538049978355876354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=8538049978355876354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8538049978355876354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/8538049978355876354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-pure-unadulterated-gold-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-1558927180370494371</id><published>2007-04-18T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T11:28:27.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peaches'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back and I'm blogging. Huzzah! I am going to attempt to post at least one thing every, and weekends do not count. Why? Because I avoid communicative devices like the plague on my weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fer starters here's a fecal filled folly of Peaches lip-syncing to a parody of that annoying song "My Humps." I present to you "My Dumps..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFXzJbMsows"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFXzJbMsows" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Peaches sings like a robot who speaks in the third person. Aw yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-1558927180370494371?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/1558927180370494371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=1558927180370494371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1558927180370494371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/1558927180370494371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-back-and-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7699413546089663413</id><published>2007-04-06T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:48:13.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_FpyGwP3yzE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_FpyGwP3yzE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is a segment from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Killing Us Softly 3&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span id="vidDescBegin"&gt;    Jean Kilbourne. I saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Killing Us Softly 2&lt;/span&gt; in a college class a few years ago. It's really quite amazing. The documentary covers images of women in advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7699413546089663413?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7699413546089663413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7699413546089663413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7699413546089663413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7699413546089663413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/04/above-is-segment-from-killing-us-softly.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-2820048133663519078</id><published>2007-03-16T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:01:53.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aggression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lydia lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joe rogan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminism'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched this video and I am absolutely disgusted. Watch this video, then read below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lXUd7VxuSA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lXUd7VxuSA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is a comment that I left on the video site where I first saw this clip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Joe Rogan first went ape shit on some college kid on myspace, I thought he was a douche. When Joe Rogan went after Carlos Mencia, I didn't care because Carlos Mencia still isn't funny despite the fact that he steals all of his material. Joe must be jealous that he gets to be the host of Fear Factor (canceled?), while Carlos has an entire show devoted to his horrible routine. Joe Rogan is a self-righteous asshat, but aside from that I do not like this perpetuation of the machismo as well as the testicular praise of the machismo. Between this, the Dr. Laura clip (Dr. Laura is a disgusting hate monger), and some of the comments I have continually read on this site I am becoming more angry and disgusted. The level of written aggression is startling. The mere title of this video "Joe Rogan vs. Feminist" might as well say "Joe Rogan reinforces that all women are cunts." This video has nothing to do with feminism (which EVERYBODY should be a feminist because everyone deserves equality and respect no matter what sex - men are feminists too), this video has everything to do with an altercation between two inflated egos. Joe's physical aggression towards Lydia is also appalling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As a side note, if you are not familiar with Teenage Jesus and the Jerks you should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The comment I feel sums up my general disgust at this clip, as well my disgust at all of the 14 year old boys, and men who live on the internet and act like 14 year old boys. On the video site where I found this clip a video of Dr. Laura on O'rielly was posted about a week ago in praise of her backwards marriage advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I don't care about marriage or any trivial problems involving marriage because guess what? It's not legal for me to express my love in the form of a binding legal document that has to be state approved. I endlessly weep over not being able to file a joint tax form with my scandalous , Paul Verhoeven-directed lesbian lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerks.&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Verhoeven" title="Paul Verhoeven"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-2820048133663519078?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/2820048133663519078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=2820048133663519078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2820048133663519078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/2820048133663519078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-watched-this-video-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-6654756611557499860</id><published>2007-02-06T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:01:09.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i may be kind of a weird cat lady, but at least i'm not the person who made this video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBwgyGSWk0c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBwgyGSWk0c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-6654756611557499860?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/6654756611557499860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=6654756611557499860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6654756611557499860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6654756611557499860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-may-be-kind-of-weird-cat-lady-but-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-6045502866056692412</id><published>2007-02-04T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:54:35.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superbowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super bowl'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's pizza, and i want it so bad, but i am afraid to get up. there could be a commercial any time. oh, why won't somebody listen to my psychic plea and get me a slice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm rooting for the bears because i like bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited! go look at these &lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/superbowl"&gt;commercials&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-6045502866056692412?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/6045502866056692412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=6045502866056692412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6045502866056692412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/6045502866056692412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/02/theres-pizza-and-i-want-it-so-bad-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-7344541459608962448</id><published>2007-02-04T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:05:18.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superbowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super bowl'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/superbowl"&gt;http://www.ifilm.com/superbowl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're featuring this year's most anticipated commercials and more, including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Super Bowl ad from the past six years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A preview of ads that will air during the game from GoDaddy, General Motors, Walt Disney Pictures and Nationwide (featuring Kevin Federline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An &lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/video/2818616"&gt;iFilm original remake&lt;/a&gt; of the classic Miller Lite Catfight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/superbowl/18546"&gt;Uncensored and banned ads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/superbowl/18372"&gt;Super Bowl classics&lt;/a&gt; like Apple's 1984 commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/superbowl/18850"&gt;Super Dot Com Ads&lt;/a&gt; - online-only Super Bowl ads from budget-conscious internet startups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/e/promo/superbowl/blog.html"&gt;blogger's kit&lt;/a&gt; with embeddable players and XML feeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whether your rooting for the Bears or the Colts, remember that IFILM will be the first place to see the ads after they air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/television/iFilm_gives_us_the_scoop_on_Superbowl_XLI_ads"&gt;Digg It!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-7344541459608962448?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/7344541459608962448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=7344541459608962448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7344541459608962448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/7344541459608962448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2007/02/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115252421838328964</id><published>2006-07-10T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T02:38:52.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>INSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIA&lt;br /&gt;INSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIA&lt;br /&gt;INSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIA&lt;br /&gt;INSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIA&lt;br /&gt;INSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIA&lt;br /&gt;INSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIA&lt;br 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/&gt;INSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried sleeping, but nothing happened. No drifting gently away over the rainbow bridge to the land of the internal. There was however a deep panic at the realization that my NYC/BOSTON trip is soon and I do have an uneasy-ness about flying. My thinking on the flight, a fantasy about it if you will, became so intense that I began to give myself anxiety. I must place a phone call tomorrow to obtain some sleeping pills for the flight. I also reek of mesquite and lighter fluid from this evenings bbq festivities. I refuse to shower until tomorrow morning, so until then I will stew in my stench juices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have misplaced the book that I am currently reading so my desire to read has gone unfulfilled. I also feel that playing Nintendo DS at this hour is over stimulating. I should brew some tea, but I don't feel like making the effort. My legs feel tingley and cool thanks to the amazing Thai yellow oil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since March I've been having terrible sleep problems. My body just seems to go until it can't go any longer. I had an amazing sleep session Thursday night that lasted through Friday afternoon. It has been a productive, yet unproductive time as well. I feel that I need to thoroughly cleanse my living space so I may begin to grasp my center once more. But I've kind of let the mess get a little too bad so I think I might need to recruit some help. My dishes are heaped in a nasty pile in my sink, clothes strewn about the room, objects for donation left un-donated, and mindless papers EVERYWHERE. I need to clean, place, paint, and scrub this place down. I also dislike my loft bed and would like to remove it and make a new bed frame and perhaps a hutch of some sort to protect my computer from possible future ceiling leaks. I would also like my car back so I may purge it fully from my lifestyle, and I do miss my bike Agnus. I also want to purge my coffee table, which I find chaotic and ugly as sin. But sin ain't ugly. Long story short, I must cleanse and purge, then I must go to the goodwill and gain anew. Spyro Agnew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Images Results For:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Busy bee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/ManyClarks/images/busy_bee16.GIF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twitchfilm.net/archives/pics/tipiace.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://trace.senocular.com/images/success.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ativan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://psyweb.com/Drughtm/Drugimages/ativan.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who loves you best?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wdillon3.tripod.com/Leona/images/leh10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115252421838328964?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115252421838328964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115252421838328964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115252421838328964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115252421838328964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/07/insomniainsomniainsomniainsomniainsomn.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115241602504902813</id><published>2006-07-08T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T20:33:45.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mercury is in retrograde, so take extra care with communications until the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is about burying bones in Doggie's Backyard and then finding out that your Dad is missing. But, he said that he was only off to get a jug of 2% milk. Please take care and come home soon. Mommy, brother, and I are worried. Christ be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm-a comin' honey...I'm headin' towards tha light!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=87340" quality="best" scale="exactfit" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/clip=87340"&gt;I'm-a comin' honey...I&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to download this video FOREVER please right click &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videodeath.com/RIOTGRRRL/grandma.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and save the link assssssssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115241602504902813?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115241602504902813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115241602504902813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115241602504902813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115241602504902813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/07/mercury-is-in-retrograde-so-take-extra.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115076871465895150</id><published>2006-06-19T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T18:58:34.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh snap, Sandra Bernhard throws down on The View!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="332" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2745255" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115076871465895150?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115076871465895150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115076871465895150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115076871465895150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115076871465895150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-snap-sandra-bernhard-throws-down-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115074441323403110</id><published>2006-06-19T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:13:33.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-fODB907nEU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-fODB907nEU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great snippet from a presentation that Dr. John Corvino puts on to challenge people as to why homosexuality is immoral. Interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homosexuality is immoral when it produces the below mash-up of Mariah Carey and Brokeback Mountain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115074441323403110?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115074441323403110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115074441323403110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115074441323403110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115074441323403110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-great-snippet-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115074085139014583</id><published>2006-06-19T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:14:11.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I've just stumbled up this video and I think that I have discovered a new kind of gay. A whole new level of gay. This just might blow hearing a Brokeback Mountain dance remix at the god damn Abbey right out of the rainbow colored waters. I just found a video mashup of Mariah Carey and Brokeback Mountain. The &lt;i&gt;piece&lt;/i&gt; is Entitled "Jack's Song." and I do recommend reading the comments people have left because they are faggishly amusing. So very very gay. Now watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hh3lzb9ny0U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hh3lzb9ny0U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole new level of gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did anybody go see RUFUS RUFUS RUFUS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115074085139014583?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115074085139014583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115074085139014583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115074085139014583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115074085139014583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-ive-just-stumbled-up-this-video-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115043625880828923</id><published>2006-06-15T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T22:37:38.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I was walking and speaking about how I wish to one day visit Dollywood. As soon as I finished speaking there was a silence. After the silence I said, "Shhh...listen." And then West Hollywood Gate(gay)way began to play Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers singing "Island in the Stream." How syncronistic. IT'S A SIGN. I MUST MAKE THE PILGRIMAGE TO DOLLYWOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115043625880828923?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115043625880828923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115043625880828923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115043625880828923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115043625880828923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-i-was-walking-and-speaking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115039192739710301</id><published>2006-06-15T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T10:18:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's just something extremely charming about this video. It's Cecil Dill and his musical hands from around 1935. Ah yes, Cecil Dill sure did lift the Nation's spirits during the Great War.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gcZynEsdGnQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gcZynEsdGnQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115039192739710301?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115039192739710301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115039192739710301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115039192739710301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115039192739710301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-just-something-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115034340305570283</id><published>2006-06-14T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T20:50:03.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here's a video that I made about four or so years ago. This video was purposely made long and edited to a slow ass bad pace. The original intention of this video was to test my "Woody Allen Theory," which is that if you put any piece of footage to some jump jazz the footage will instantly become quirky. But forget about that and just look at my kitty. Look at Miss Laura. Look at her. Isn't she rotund and plentiful? She is ADORABLE. My love for Miss Laura is ENDLESS. She's about thirteen now and still obese, but has been on a new diet/eating regime for about a month that has allowed her to shed some pounds. She was 21 pounds at her largest and inchargest, but now I would say she might be around 17. I can finally carry her easily up my rickety ladder into my rickety loft bed (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ladies&lt;/span&gt;) so now she can assume her old position of sleeping at my feet. She's my biggins! I do hate the loft bed, but fear getting rid of it as long as I'm in the basement. I'd much rather have the water leak on my bed as opposed to my computer. So behold my Miss Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=80703" quality="best" scale="exactfit" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/clip=80703"&gt;The Cat Bath&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115034340305570283?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115034340305570283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115034340305570283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115034340305570283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115034340305570283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-heres-video-that-i-made-about-four.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115030965397440251</id><published>2006-06-14T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:27:33.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ltfc-IlJiYc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ltfc-IlJiYc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hilarious and it kind of reminds me of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToVTbGQyj2Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToVTbGQyj2Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9zyIvkTwdpQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9zyIvkTwdpQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115030965397440251?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115030965397440251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115030965397440251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115030965397440251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115030965397440251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-hilarious-and-it-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-115026416726529444</id><published>2006-06-13T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:49:27.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a combination of busy and busier at the moment. I am going to post a new video of my own soon. IT INVOLVES MY MOTHER'S VOICE. Exciting. My brain is dead. I worked late and long. Long and lean. Spleen. Suey. Louie. Garnish. So like my apartment is totally ghetto dungeon land (I need to clean it badly as well), but like the manager slid a note under my door the other day saying that my ceiling was going to be painted on account of its discoloration due to my numerous leaks. So I'm thinking it's the main one room that the apartment consists of since that's where the leaks were. So I get home and it didn't look any different. Then I go into my bathroom and my shower was racist white. There was nothing wrong with the shower paint! The other ceilings are still ugly...and worst of all my shower privacy was broken. They saw my graveyard of Miller fourteez. They must think the illest of me. No one is allowed to see that! The combination of apartment squalor and shower fourteez must equal raging alcoholic to the management. At least I still have my dignity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my funeral at Dollywood and I float up to St. Peter's pearly gates...I want Klaus Nomi to meet me there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ELknoJC2WEQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ELknoJC2WEQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzrQwGaDTY8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzrQwGaDTY8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/otDy5VJ8Wng"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/otDy5VJ8Wng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_rRek6kETQo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_rRek6kETQo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the mountains and get an innertube and float in a mountain lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/58/166934719_4004cc20aa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best dollar ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-115026416726529444?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/115026416726529444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=115026416726529444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115026416726529444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/115026416726529444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-combination-of-busy-and-busier-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114992040425569768</id><published>2006-06-09T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:20:04.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So like I was going to go to this midnight riders thing tonight. And before I left I was looking for my inhaler and I couldn't find it because I realized that it was in my backpack that was stollen like a week ago. And like I normally don't need my inhaler, but my apartment is like moldy from all the leaks and floods I've had in my apartment so I fucking go looking for my inhaler before I leave and I realize that some common criminal has my albuterol inhaler and I'm all okay I'll try it anyway. And fucking it's not far to Echo Park man, but I get all wheezy and I fucking have an asthma attack and I had to turn around and go home. It's so depressing. I was so stoked on going. I feel like such a nerd and like only now am I finally starting to breath normal again. INHALER. No this sucks. Saved By The Bell has me on speed dial for nerd casting. GOodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114992040425569768?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114992040425569768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114992040425569768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114992040425569768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114992040425569768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-like-i-was-going-to-go-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114983778704745952</id><published>2006-06-09T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T00:24:02.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Dolly Day. I love you Dolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nJmttjiBXE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nJmttjiBXE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9jGJHCp_ZsU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9jGJHCp_ZsU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PIz832ClpmU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PIz832ClpmU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;My head is going to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_q9SPOHKvvg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_q9SPOHKvvg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is quite possibly the dykiest video I ever did see. Now do me on an Olivia Cruise. The whispery speak-singing on the bridge is FANTASTIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3A-rN4k0Yg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N3A-rN4k0Yg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;I take that back, this is the most dyke-tacular video I have ever seen. I LOVE YOU DOLLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1HgDUrQ5us"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1HgDUrQ5us" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm going to plotz. "Don't be nervous Pee Wee...I'm just a talking anthropomorphic chair!" "It would be an honor if you sat on me!" You said it anthropomorphic talking chair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S8KmavjcmvY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S8KmavjcmvY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Her witty opening banter is so precious. I LOVE YOU DOLLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention my overwhelming love for Dolly Parton?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114983778704745952?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114983778704745952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114983778704745952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114983778704745952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114983778704745952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-is-dolly-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114966921232401070</id><published>2006-06-07T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T01:33:32.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my day of Our Dark Lord was really uneventful. Wait...I kind of feel like Doogie Howser when he'd be typing away on his computer with the voice over. Maybe because I'm listening to Wilco with Billie Bragg...it just seems to have that kind of affect. STOP! No, I totally hear my own voice over in my head. At least it's not like the Wonder Years. So at any rate, Satanic Day was like any other day. I'm not sure what I was expecting, perhaps more fun events? Either way I was going to go see the Omen, but it was sold out. So instead I watched Transamerica. So good. So, so good. I bought some Jagermeister before I came home tonight so I could drink at the movies...I'm so lame at times. Now I'm listening to Bonfire Madigan and I still can feel the voice over. Am I crazy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vooooooice over. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...And it was at this moment that I realized just how much I really loved Winnie...&lt;/span&gt; I seriously have been having a really bad streak of luck for the past month. It's quite disheartening. I had a dream last night that I was being haunted. There was this spirit, and I didn't know who the ghost/energy/being was, and it would turn silvery and melt into my body. Klaus Nomi was also in my dream, because I might have just been seeing dead people. I'm fairly certain that all of the people whom I admire are dead. Well, Dolly Parton isn't dead. I watched the credits of Transamerica because Dolly Parton was singing. God love Dolly Parton. Here's how much I love my mother, I was randomly talking about my love of all things Dolly and my mom seriously became weepy as she spoke about how nice Dolly Parton seems. My mother has never met her, nor does she know anybody who has met her...she just seems nice...so very very nice. So my mom cried a little about that. Please kill me if I'm like that when I'm 53. But already I get weepy at movies and I never use to do that only a few years ago, and I get squeamish at gore. Al Gore. I got really teary eyed when I watched The Times of Harvy Milk. Later that night when I saw X Men 3...I got teary eyed then too...BUT IT WAS BECAUSE THE MUTANTS JUST WANTED TO BE ACCEPTED FOR WHO THEY ARE. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DON'T JUDGE ME!&lt;/span&gt; I also cried when I told my mom what it feels like to be an eccentric, gender queer, faggot. I'm on my period okay? Just a tad emotional. I was all, "NOBODY'S TRYING TO PASS AMENDMENTS ON YOU MOM! YOU CAN GET MARRIED AND DIVORCED AND IF I WANT TO IT'S A POLITICAL STATEMENT!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what's happening? I have stayed home a lot since &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the accident...&lt;/span&gt;from now on I'm totally just going to talk like that. Imagine saying that to a bunch of people whom I've just met? "I've just felt a little different...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;since the accident...&lt;/span&gt;I'll just trail off my sentence and walk away. No, but I totally have stayed home a lot. I'm going stir crazy. And it doesn't help that I hate Los Angeles. Well, tomorrow Grey Gardens and the Devil and Daniel Johnston are playing as a double feature at the New Beverly. It's right down the street from my work so I'm totally going to go. I love Grey Gardens and I love that Netflix has like only one copy of it on dvd so when I know somebody is waiting for it to arrive, but Netflix is all "Hey movie watcher we don't have it back yet." And then the person gets it and says, "Hey Arielle, that documentary you recommended finally came from Netflix." I know it finally came because I returned it. It's all about the power and the control man. I leave post-it notes on my Netflix. I wonder if they peel them off or what? HMMMMMM? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had video plans for the Summer, and now I don't know if I can continue my plans. My notes are gone and I'm not motivated to recreate them. I'm so tired! Not like sleepy tired, I just need a fabulous vacation. My idea of a fabulous vacation is staying with my grandparents in Boston for a week and then staying with my friend in Queens for a week. And I just want to like do nothing. I don't want to really sight see or anything like that. I want to walk around the city I've hardly been too really slow and feel connected. I like walking really slow for a really long time and then finding a patch of grass and just laying there. It makes me feel alive. I feel that it's really easy to forget about what it means to be alive and that you need to live and not just go through the motions every day. That can be hard to do. So I like to walk or just lay on the microbe infested ground and just be alive. Troubled teens cut themselves to remind themselves that they are alive. Why do I find troubled goth teens funny? They just are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll never take me alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b142/brainpoopie/00023551.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;This came up when I googled "Sloop John B."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114966921232401070?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114966921232401070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114966921232401070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114966921232401070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114966921232401070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-my-day-of-our-dark-lord-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114949414518062557</id><published>2006-06-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:55:45.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Videossssssssssssssss. I'm tired and lazy. End. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start here are some Tom Tom Club videos. I love Tom Tom Club, and I think the Chicks on Speed covers aren't half bad either. "Wordy Rappinghood" is really an incredible track, it's so damn funky. One could say that they were ahead of their time, but I feel it more suitable to say that their music simply remains timely lo these many years later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9vEOKrWD7MA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9vEOKrWD7MA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V6P4Z_-ifGA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V6P4Z_-ifGA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this video is from an Italian television show. What I find great about this video, in addition to the robotic movements, is the announcer in the middle of the performance saying something about disco. I just like announcing I think. I also like carnies, and barking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ju-nzbf787M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ju-nzbf787M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the jellyfish suit. I love mascot suits. I've always wanted a giant t-bone &lt;a href="http://www.facemakersincorporated.com/steakpotatoes.html"&gt;steak&lt;/a&gt; suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qa5hxTRx9M8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qa5hxTRx9M8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't speak German, but apparently this clip is Nina Hagen explaining how she masturbates on German television. What makes it funny to me are the newspapers flipping onto the screen with stills from the tv show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/osq0rJdt0Yc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/osq0rJdt0Yc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say about Nina Hagen is that she is amazingly awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114949414518062557?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114949414518062557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114949414518062557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114949414518062557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114949414518062557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/videossssssssssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114931181598556010</id><published>2006-06-02T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T22:16:55.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a video I made a few years ago about my beloved metal ones. I love robots and robot related subjects. During the time when I made this video I was really fascinated about what exactly makes us human. What separates us from the beasts of burden? If a computer/robot/banana can create thoughts could it possibly form emotions? A machine can think, but if it can feel well isn't that something? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=78362" quality="best" scale="exactfit" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/clip=78362"&gt;Robots&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending the weekend at my parents because I want to be pampered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114931181598556010?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114931181598556010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114931181598556010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114931181598556010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114931181598556010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/06/heres-video-i-made-few-years-ago-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114905633702994705</id><published>2006-05-30T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:18:57.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some videos about the sweetest gift that god offers to us ladies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/amVJpkJo-xw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/amVJpkJo-xw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="332" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2695447" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does this little girl have an extra chromosome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when I first got my period I totally cried. Like really cried. I got it the same day for the very first time along with my best friend. I remember feeling really crushed. When I told my mom she was so excited and I just cried. I cried. Did I mention that Aunt Flo made me cry? But I remember my mom had this demonic look on glee on her face at the time. In case you don't know, my mother is psychotic. My friends refer to her by her first name, the "___ster." I shall not divulge my mother's name. My mother ran for congress in I believe it was 2003. She lost. I won't even get into her crazy campaign. Oh maybe just a little...her like "head of PR" guy was a cocaine addict. He was also a "photographer" (where's my software? WHERE IS IT NOSE CANDY?!). He "designed" my mother's campaign posters. All over town my mother's face was blown up HUGE and her name and what she was running for was really small. Nobody knew what the hell this broad was grinnin' about all over town! Her face BIG, the office she was running for impossibly small. Did I mention that she lost? Did I also mention that was the beginning of my mother truly becoming a laughing stock of insanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So at any rate, my mother is coo-coo-crazy. She saved all of her maternity clothes, feeding gowns, and assorted baby items (until I threw them away during a move...they were "lost"). I remember though that when we had moved back to Southern California from New York State I was eleven and that was when my mother started trying to make me more feminine. Ah, yes I remember it clearly...let me tell you Sigmund Freud. Some highlights included my mother saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm very proud of the fact that I shave my legs every day. There is never any stubble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch THIS, this is for girls!" (my mother ripped me away from the Discovery Channel to watch a QVC showcase on dolls.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOOOOO, YOU HAVE TO WATCH THIS!" (at like the age of eight my mother forcing me to watch a movie by Otto Preminger entitled &lt;i&gt;Exodus&lt;/i&gt;. FACT: The Barry Sisters a popular "Yiddish swing" group of the day sang the opening theme to &lt;i&gt;Exodus&lt;/i&gt;. The Barry Sisters album "Shalom" is one of my favorite all time records.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my mother began telling me that all of her maternity and baby rearing paraphernalia was going to be mine some day. I remember crying over that too. She would like yell at me when I would tell her no! That was the worst! She'd like pick up this old, nasty, threadbare, feeding gown and thrust it under my nose and whisper with a reverence, "One day this will be yours..." Maybe this is why I love cats, yet do not like children. Well I like kids, but I don't like babies. I love old people, but not babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long story short, my mother gave me weird images of what it means to be feminine, and I cried when I first bled. But I will say, that I would take my crazy ass mom any day over having a mother whom I couldn't be myself around. My mom knows that I'm a homo, and she doesn't really care as long as I'm happy... And dating somebody whom she approves of. I thank my stars every day that I don't have a mom like my ex with the super crazy (in a bad way), Christian, fundamentalist, Focus on the Family, 700 Club, ultra-conservative mom. That was one scary woman, with one frightening offspring. And well, my mom gives me ultra-fantastic stories and quotes. A favorite quote of my dearest Jen's is, "The gym isn't for fat people!" Then where do they go mom? Where do they go? I won't even get into the stories of going to the Paramus Mall...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114905633702994705?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114905633702994705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114905633702994705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114905633702994705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114905633702994705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-are-some-videos-about-sweetest.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114893485253178948</id><published>2006-05-29T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T13:34:12.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, I have an ode to Miss Laura. Miss Laura is my beloved obese feline companion for 13 years. She's so damn sassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wide my country&lt;br /&gt;How vast my fields and streams&lt;br /&gt;How large and in charge my felines&lt;br /&gt;How bitter is the wine that you drink Miss Laura?&lt;br /&gt;If you were human you would be Lil' Kim,&lt;br /&gt;but you ain't goin' to no god damn jail.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;You forever live in my heart&lt;br /&gt;...Big big big &lt;br /&gt;You're just fucking fat.&lt;br /&gt;I took you to the vet and they said nothing was wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;...you're just a really fucking fat cat.&lt;br /&gt;But it makes you soooo cuddly.&lt;br /&gt;And you are so god damn adorable.&lt;br /&gt;But damn,&lt;br /&gt;You be the Marlon Brando of cats.&lt;br /&gt;We snuggle for eternity wrapped in bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing with my day off? I have begun drinking at this sweet hour. I have had no sleep for the most part of the weekend. Why? I keep dreaming about the apocalypse whenever I sleep, therefore I awake feeling weird. I feel like my ex-roommate Dame Darcy. She worked the apocalypse into every conversation. Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame Darcy: "How was school today Ari?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I went well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame Darcy: "It's a shame that the apocalypse is going to happen, so you will never complete your degree."&lt;br /&gt;Me: SILENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love finding roommates on Craigs? Least I forget ERIN COOPER, my roommate in SF. She would always try to touch me in ways that I did not want to be touched by her, and she would always argue with her Blythe Doll. She was into Dame Darcy....lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm memorializing Miss Laura today. But she's ALIVE! But so cuddly. And Tom Waits is the greatest ever. Again, somebody PLEASE BUY ME TICKETS TO GO SEE THE BLACK RIDER AT THE AHMENSON THEATRE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114893485253178948?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114893485253178948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114893485253178948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114893485253178948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114893485253178948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-i-have-ode-to-miss-laura.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114850677282591167</id><published>2006-05-24T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T14:39:32.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/video/player/player.html?url=/video/us/2006/05/23/feyerick.gay.to.straight.cnn"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; a really bizarre story from CNN about people who feel that there is a "cure" for flaming homosexuality. The best part is this Cohen fellow who is not a certified therapist, but he facilitates "conversion" therapy. He has really unusual methods for getting the gay out. The greatest is when he's beating a pillow with a tennis racquet yelling, "Mom! Mom! Mom! Why did you do this to me?!" He also holds a grown man like an infant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114850677282591167?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114850677282591167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114850677282591167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114850677282591167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114850677282591167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/heres-really-bizarre-story-from-cnn.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114849904567218432</id><published>2006-05-24T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T12:30:45.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Xiu Xiu very very much. Watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKhCunNUI7g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CKhCunNUI7g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114849904567218432?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114849904567218432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114849904567218432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114849904567218432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114849904567218432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-xiu-xiu-very-very-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114845748787852118</id><published>2006-05-24T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:58:07.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Numbing ones brain via pills is interesting and blank. The vicodine I was taking to subdue the pain from my accident made me moody and feel a bit crazy. Coming off of the vicodine also makes me moody. I desire for the detox/cleanse to be complete. In the mean time I needed to quiet my brain. Sometimes I make so many videos so quickly in addition to other art projects that I make my mind too jumbled. I become enveloped into the art and forget to think about other things. I need quiet brain time. Oh dear, it sounds like a manic episode! Hooray! But it's all good. I need quiet time. I'm planning to go back East to Boston and NYC to visit friends and family. They are one in the same. I've just had too much going on. It has been an insane month; a car accident, dealing with the car accident and subsequent pain, apartment flood, paperwork, it's an overload. That in addition to editing/planning my video performance pieces. So I'm tired. Conclusion, I need a vacation where I sleep a lot and just relax. I can't wait to go to NYC and Boston. I miss my Papa Kurt and Grammie sooooooooooooooooo damn much. I miss my beloved friend Jenkneefur as well. Soon. Sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114845748787852118?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114845748787852118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114845748787852118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114845748787852118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114845748787852118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/numbing-ones-brain-via-pills-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114844474089140648</id><published>2006-05-23T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:37:32.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, and just because here's a video that I made when I was 17. It's glorious. My mother was in the living room watching tv the entire time as I pranced around in that giant mustache. I have a big big thing for mustaches both fake and real. If you're a lady with a 'stache I'll fall in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can right click and save as &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videodeath.com/raul.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114844474089140648?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114844474089140648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114844474089140648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114844474089140648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114844474089140648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-yeah-and-just-because-heres-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114844428253255156</id><published>2006-05-23T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:18:23.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A brief story of Los Angeles public transport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I sat on a bench in the subway station drawing as I awaited my train. A man says to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I have Some of that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I have some of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dude pointed to the bench this time. So I told him no because, it was just too early in the morning for phrasing games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home from work at Highland and Sunset there was a dude wearing a sandwich board that said, "Does Jesus have your heart? ...Or will you spend an eternity apart?" I was standing in the general vicinity of the guy as I waited for the crosswalk to change and he said to me, "Have you given your heart to Christ?" I told him that I was sorry, but I don't speak with sodomites. I amuse myself. I will never drive again. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Videos...So I haven't taken the time recently to compile some more riot grrrl videos, but here are some swell videos in the mean time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="332" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2729483" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know much of anything about this band, but I dig the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="332" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2728630" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is not only great, but it was requested by a friend of mine. Not riot grrrl, but who does not love the droning suicidal voice of Ian Curtis? I think I need to step into my kitchen now... (my kitchen is also my entire apartment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrodPycH1VM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrodPycH1VM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a great cover of Bikini Kill's "Tell Me So." I am a fan of lofi synth bedroom made music. If you are a fan of bedroom made Casio music as well check out the OG Panty Complex, Amy Casio, and EndlesslyDry. Theys should all be on myspace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114844428253255156?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114844428253255156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114844428253255156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114844428253255156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114844428253255156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/brief-story-of-los-angeles-public.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114832968247219404</id><published>2006-05-22T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:28:02.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In God We Trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.justjared.com/images/2006/05/madonna-crucifix-concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114832968247219404?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114832968247219404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114832968247219404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114832968247219404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114832968247219404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-god-we-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114810184695280095</id><published>2006-05-19T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:10:46.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jesus Christ it's time for pride festivities to start occurring from coast to coast! Us gays...we love Summer. I enjoy the Fall more, but beggars can't be choosers. But I do choose Fall. So I thought I would bring out the ol' video &lt;i&gt;So You're a Lesbian...Now What?&lt;/i&gt; since it's that time of year and all. Whenever I watch the video, which is rare, I now look at it and cringe. What a train wreck! But it's an amusing train wreck. This was shot like two years ago when I lived at Bodie House, in Simi god damn Valley. Simi Valley is home to many in-bred Mormons. One of the funniest things that I ever did see in Simi was one Christmas when this Moron, I mean Mormon church did a living nativity outside. It was raining, windy, and cold and I laughed as I passed by the squinty eyed and miserable looking Mormon children being forced to participate in that sham of a marriage living nativity. The school that I shot at was a Christian school that was in my neighborhood. If only the Christian people knew what the dyke was doing at their school. I actually don't speak with the two other folks in the video. But I will forever deeply appreciate their allowing me to use them in the said train wreck. Oh, and i obviously had no idea how to end the video. So I just dropped my pants. So enjoy. On a sadder note, I got a haircut tonight for the first time in a long time...and I don't think I like it one bit. Damn you Silverlake hipster barbershop! So watch the video and pray for my hair. Oh, and on a note of incompetence, I can't find my master copy of &lt;i&gt;So You're a Lesbian...Now What?&lt;/i&gt; so forever it shall remain as a poor quality video. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videodeath.com/lesbian.mov"&gt;Right click this and save the link to watch the video.&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; I refuse to use youtube or anything like that so just right click and download it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114810184695280095?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114810184695280095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114810184695280095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114810184695280095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114810184695280095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/jesus-christ-its-time-for-pride.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114806241008094988</id><published>2006-05-19T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T11:13:30.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I walk by Aaron's Records on my way to work every day. As many LA people know Aaron's closed its doors recently thanks to Amoeba Records (Rhino Records closed too). Well today as I walked by the Aaron's sign was being taken down off of the building. What a sad sight to see. Amoeba is doing a great job at killing all of our LA record stores. Aaron's, Rhino, Vinyl Fetish...gone! You'll never get Headline Records, never! Amoeba has a lot of crap under it's roof, and most of it is just that, crap. In conclusion, I'll miss you Aaron's and there are plenty of other places to buy music at an independent store. Amoeba can suck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114806241008094988?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114806241008094988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114806241008094988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114806241008094988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114806241008094988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-walk-by-aarons-records-on-my-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114797250982173042</id><published>2006-05-18T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T10:15:09.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Q: We hear that sometimes you will spank bingo participants with a big paddle. Does it hurt you more than it hurts them?&lt;br /&gt;MP: Oh no, honey. I make it hurt. They must pay for their sins when they call false bingo. My paddle, just so you'll know, is called "Mother Pearl's butt basher."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.queerty.com/queer/big-gay-road-trip-northern-edition/big-gay-road-trip-encounter-mother-pearl-20060517.php"&gt;Queerty's Big Gay Road Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but the notion of the sin of calling "false bingo" is just pretty funny to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114797250982173042?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114797250982173042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114797250982173042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114797250982173042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114797250982173042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/quote-of-day-q-we-hear-that-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114792372404016767</id><published>2006-05-17T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:43:20.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm recently home from a subway ride with a giant d-bag. I'm generally a really quiet person, but if I see somebody in front of me fucking with one of my fellow queers hell fucking yes I'm going to say something. Ugh, at any rate I decided that I should listen to something thoughtful, yet dance-tastic. So I'm listening to Le Tigre and I forgot what a great song &lt;i&gt;Bang! Bang!&lt;/i&gt; is. So &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videodeath.com/RIOTGRRRL/BangBang.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, listen to &lt;i&gt;Bang! Bang!&lt;/i&gt; with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114792372404016767?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114792372404016767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114792372404016767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114792372404016767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114792372404016767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-recently-home-from-subway-ride-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114784923027219128</id><published>2006-05-16T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:00:30.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god, it's time for more...RIOT GRRRL VIDEOS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I get to the videos I feel like writing about the nature of violence. Perhaps it is better suited to call it the culture of violence. More specifically violence towards women. I am a non-violent soul. There have been very few times that I have raised my fists. The few times that has occurred were in self defense. It was like that animal instinct from deep within my brain took over my body and acted to protect my person. But enough about my ex-girlfriend. I can't understand people who fight, just to fight. To physically fight is almost like rape, to just exert power needlessly over another individual. Why? Why concentrate so much useless negativity? Some d-bag says something negative about you, why deck them? Why waste energy acknowledging other people's negativity? Why is it that people say that somebody "asks for it?" Does anybody truly ask to be needlessly injured? Does any one person vocally say, "Please exude brute force upon my person?" I was watching some videos of GG Allin the other day. He has been turned into a Hot Topic tshirt icon. I am sickened by just the shameless violence he showed towards women, and really any person for that matter. Just generally today I was thinking about the different types of violence. This disgusting visual violence pressed into the faces of the public by the media. The verbal violence we exchange with one another. Like tonight, my friend thought this woman was pulling out of a parking space, so she pulled behind her. The woman had plenty of space to adjust her car. Her male companion stood outside of her vehicle uselessly, thus leading my friend and myself to further believe that he was being dropped off and that the driver was going to leave. This woman gets out of her car and says something about how we're not in a parking space and we're in her way and need to move. She was so damn rude! Holy christ! That is such an LA thing to speak to somebody in such a shitty manner. Many people in LA are rude on a scale that I believe does not occur en mass in anywhere else. I don't like this city. I also don't like machismo videos with hard rock and titties. It makes me angry. I'm thinking myself to death. Now, videos. So many damn good videos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay Away" is great because it's like musical arsenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cp1eQnJqiI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cp1eQnJqiI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the following Bikini Kill videos are from a '96 performance. Finally I got some Bikini Kill up on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwTgnrXtxfU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwTgnrXtxfU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mDTpIWqUDg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mDTpIWqUDg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UxxhGANk16I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UxxhGANk16I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite Sleater-Kinney songs ever! The energy! Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGMhzLI8sm0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGMhzLI8sm0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114784923027219128?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114784923027219128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114784923027219128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114784923027219128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114784923027219128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-my-god-its-time-for-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114748830806801945</id><published>2006-05-12T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T19:45:08.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Riot Grrrl Videos a go-go Pt. II!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do mean to do this as a weekly thing at least, but alas for a car accident got in my way. Sometimes there are things that are more important than sitting in front of a computer. Just as an aside, I'm okay! Psalty the diesel wonder car on the other hand, remains to be seen. Daddy misses you Psalty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, here I've got three videos for y'all. One is not really a riot grrrl video, but like the Magik Markers video that I posted, I am just head over heels for Klaus Nomi. Whenever I watch the Nomi Song dvd I smile the entire time. If you are desperate enough to be hitching a ride with me up to SF you might be unfortunate enough to witness my Klaus Nomi sing-a-longs. This video for "Falling in Love Again" is super early 80's harsh angles, colors, clothes, everything. In conclusion I love Klaus Nomi so damn much. Why is it that as a lesbian, I always fall in love with dead gay men? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="332" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2724423" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next video is for The Slits Typical Girls. I do enjoy The Slits very much, and I had a chance like a year or so ago to listen to an Ari Up remix album and I remember liking one remix very much. "Typical Girls" was one of the first Slit's songs that I heard. I remember discovering the name Ari Up in like some Rolling Stone Encyclopedia of music and wondering who this other Ari was. This was the summer before I went into 9th grade, so Napster was just starting. I went home and downloaded a bunch of Slits songs and the first one that I heard was "Typical Girls." Great lyrics. I rocked that mixed tape in my yellow Walkman - I didn't get my first cd player until my sophomore year of high school. My brother got all of the electronics and I was given hand me downs if I was lucky. I was a girl so that meant I would want a beadazzler. Least I forget the shit fit put up by my father when I wanted to play guitar. That's okay, It's so easy to have to therapy bills sent to daddy, because I'm just a little girl, so how could I possibly pay for it myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="332" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2724408" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last video here is for Heavens to Betsy - The Ones. If you know me, you know that Heavens to Betsy is my all time favorite riot grrrl band, and just generally one of my favorite bands. So fucking good! I'm weird and tracked down all of their recordings thanks to eBay and now have everything including their demo tape. The first song of theirs that I heard was "Terrorist" and I was around 15. It was so unlike anything that I had ever heard before. As an angsty teen I immediately connected with the rawness of the song. Again, thanks to Napster I downloaded a few songs and loved every single track. A few months later was my first trip ever to San Francisco with my mother, we were trying to pretend that we still had a good relationship, and my first trip to an Amoeba Records (they're killing LA record stores!). I bought a copy of Calculated and it was total loooove. I fell in love with many things on that trip, Calculated, San Francisco, and lyrics relating to being a homo. To this day whenever I'm in SF I always thing about Calculated and The Frumpies. Oh look, I'm being all sentimental. I do love San Francisco very much, and it is really a mystery as to why I do not live there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="410" height="332" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2724383" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really connected with riot grrrl when I was like pre teen / early teens and to this day still really love it. I think a lot of it had to do with the messages that i received from my parents, but knew were bullshit. I always knew A.) that I was a queer and B.) that I did not identify with or wish to partake in the things that I was told and shown that were supposed to identify myself with as female. Sex and gender are two very different things. Sex is physiological, and gender is a structure that society has invented. I reject gender. I identify as being genderqueer, I do not identify as any particular gender, nor do I accept them. I was on that retarded show on MTV Date My Mom, last fall, and mentioned to the producers that I do in fact identify as being genderqueer. My mother blurted out at one point that I call myself genderqueer, but she doesn't really understand it despite the fact that I try to explain it to her. I was surprised that they left that little bit in and didn't leave it on the cutting room floor. The girl on the show with my mom, whom I am still good friends with actually, thought of genderqueer as being androgynous. I feel that calling oneself androgynous is acknowledging the two "genders" but choosing to reject them. I feel that as genderqueer I am just this way. It's more than myself simply rejecting these created roles for both sexes. I was just born completely and utterly queer. Sweet! I don't think I can quite explain the feeling of being told as a little girl by my mother that she was "proud" of the fact that she shaved her legs every day no matter what. My mother is no idiot mind you, crazy yes, but idiot no. More gems from my mother include getting all bent out of shape one afternoon while I was watching like the Discovery Channel or some crap, and yanking me into her room and forcing me to watch the Home Shopping Channel because they were having hours and hours of dolls on for sale. She told me I needed to be into more female centric things. When I bring these things up with my mother, whom I am out to, laughs and denies the incidents, then tells me that I make big deals out of nothing. My mother to this day tells me not to get fat and jokingly tells me that she'll disown me if I get, "big fat butch hips." She also tells me that my sexuality and identity are a fad. I don't give a shit if she's joking, and I let her know how her comments anger me, but jesus. That's why I still love listening to riot grrrl, or seeing somebody like Klaus Nomi. The messages and words are still relevant to me today. It makes me sad that positive music, or truly raw and honest music is so hard to come by these days. People seem to be far more image oriented in the current context than anything else. Even with this insane war and administration I don't really hear or see any one performer standing up and blatantly taking it on. I'm speaking of this in the realm of queer, grrrl type punk. It really makes me sad. Also, working with videos and what not all day, it does fucking suck to see people who truly believe that if you put a "hot chick" into a shitty piece of content that it suddenly becomes good. It really makes you think. In conclusion, fuck the objectification of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114748830806801945?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114748830806801945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114748830806801945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114748830806801945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114748830806801945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/riot-grrrl-videos-go-go-pt.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114740828654620635</id><published>2006-05-11T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:31:26.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Video shindig, good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ends! The horrible nasty pain, and on top of the horrible nasty pain there is sinus related illness. I believe that the sinus related illness is being caused by the mold and mildew from all of the leaks. I need a god damn vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114740828654620635?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114740828654620635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114740828654620635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114740828654620635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114740828654620635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/video-shindig-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114716721509378266</id><published>2006-05-09T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T02:33:35.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, I'm cracking up here. I'm just cracking up! My ceiling is leaking in a million new places. Since like December man, December! It's just disgusting. This nasty brown water just everywhere. It's like a biblical flood. I'm in no mood either. My back and left side just kill me all day long. How much is it to ask to just come home and be able to rest? How hard is it to come home to the place that you pay to live at and just relax? I'm just at my wits end here. I just can't get comfortable. It's so damp in here and I have to have the window cracked and the fan going. It's basicaly raining inside my apartment. This is still better than living with my last roommate in Echo Park. Where's my mail, huh? Where is my mail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-&lt;br /&gt;Silent Hill is worth seeing for only one ultra sweet scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114716721509378266?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114716721509378266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114716721509378266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114716721509378266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114716721509378266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/man-im-cracking-up-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114698382479046048</id><published>2006-05-06T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:37:04.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight I'm allowing myself to feel overwhelmed or whatever. My back is stiff and hurts as well as my left side. My left wrist and hand really fucking hurt still. Why did this have to happen when I was playing guitar again? I can't play guitar, maybe I should break out one of my Casios. Man, I don't even know what's going to happen with my car. Either way I'm carless for a while. I've hardly been home because there's not too much I can do one handed. Well, I can, but I've been on painkillers so I've needed adult supervision. My friends have been great helping me out, and even decorated my sling. I'm sling y'all. Yeah, just a little depressing. But hey, I can tie my shoes on my own now. Long stort short I'm depressed and overwhelmed by it all right now. The upside was I have finally tracked down a Red Aunts video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lyrics" style="width:320;text-align:center;background-color:black"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elyrics.net/song/r/red-aunts-lyrics.html" target="_blank" style="font-size:10px;font-family:tahoma;color:a9a9a9;font-weight:normal;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Red Aunts Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;EMBED name="MediaPlayer" type="application/x-mplayer2" autoplay="false" loop="false" style="filter:xray" displaysize="4" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/windows/mediaplayer/en/download/" ShowTracker="1" ShowControls="1" ShowStatusBar="0" width="320" height="280" EnableContextMenu="0" src="http://www.videocure.com/music-video-code/r/4025417a40075cc4cb47b6741cce2712.asx"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;div id="vidcure" style="width:320;text-align:center;background-color:000000"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videocure.com/music-videos/r/a8237119a430fa47ca2d3e7e83a6cfea.html" target="_blank" style="font-size:10px;font-family:tahoma;color:a9a9a9;font-weight:normal;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Red Aunts Music Video Codes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="vidcure1" style="width:320;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:13px;font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videocure.com" target="_blank"&gt;Music Video Codes&lt;/a&gt; by VideoCure.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get them in my record collection. You know, it's a good thing that I bought that moped. I guess I'll be using it if my car is in fact totaled. But I need to fix a few things on it still. I want to go see the Black Rider really badly and I think it ends in June. So if you really love me somebody will get me tickets to see the Black Rider. I do love Tom Waits. Don't make me pull the injury card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114698382479046048?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114698382479046048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114698382479046048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114698382479046048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114698382479046048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/tonight-im-allowing-myself-to-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114676756459188217</id><published>2006-05-04T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T11:32:44.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long story short I was in a car accident the other day. I'm alright but now I get to wear an awesome sling on my left arm for a bit. My sweet as pie friend decoracted the sling for me. This is it for a while I'm on a lot of vicodin so that's why I'm able to sit down here and type. I'm going to be showing my videos May 10th so go check that out. So if you see me around give Slingy a shout out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see my videos not on a computer screen? Want to witness my current projects? Then come on over to the Gaian Mind May 10th and you can see my vids and also some amazing musicians. So check it out at 8pm and there's a $4 suggested donation. I would do that since the Gaian Mind is a pretty rad space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;620 Pacific Ave Long Beach, CA 90802&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the musicians performing that night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Days (traveling hobo apocalyptic accordion punks)&lt;br /&gt;The Inkwell Rhythm makers (ragtime band)&lt;br /&gt;Chantelle Tibbs (political/feminist, folk/soul)&lt;br /&gt;David Wong(Folk/ Acoustic/ Folk-Rock/ Singer-Songwriter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go or be shamed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;620 Pacific Ave Long Beach, CA 90802 8pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114676756459188217?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114676756459188217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114676756459188217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114676756459188217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114676756459188217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-story-short-i-was-in-car-accident.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114654904321035675</id><published>2006-05-01T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:50:43.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On this May Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent the below message in response to a bulletin that a girl that my brother use to date posted. I would just like to share since this is the sentiment of many Americans who feed off of Fox News and ignorance. It makes my heart break when citizens just spurt out phrases that some old boy squwaked to them years back.... My reply is up top. Keep on fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like you to know that free health care as well as the above mentioned happens in many other countries other than the United States. For example; Canada, Germany, the UK, and most of the European Union. Free heath care does not occur in mass within the US. We have one of the worst education systems in the world, and our higher education system is more expensive than most can handle. The average student now leaves with upwards of 20k in debt. In Germany they provide free high education to all who seek it for free (unless you are there on exchange and being credited through a US school). Those students you speak of know very well why they are in this country and why they were marching, they were not just skipping class. I have several friends who teach and spoke at length with their students on the subject. Most of these students left knowing that they would face severe punishment. Remember that car dealership you worked at? WHO WASHED YOUR CARS? Would you be caught dead doing something as heinous (sarcasm) as washing a car? Would you mow your own lawn, bag your own groceries, work in manual labor? These folks leave Mexico to support their families, their loved ones. There is hardly any kind of work in Mexico that resembles what we have here up North a little ways. They are not here to steal your job or burden you. They are here to earn money so that their children can have a better life. They are not the ones driving the wages down, the corporations and businesses who hire them are the ones setting the wage standard. If you want to protest anybody protest the cooperation's who take advantage of these folks. If we allowed them amnesty or work visas, they would be able to be tax payers to contribute to the pot. We do not allow them to be as such. They are humans just like you and I who just want to work hard for a better life. They clean up our cars, homes, and care for our children, yet many people see them unfit to be Americans. They embody the spirit of what this country is supposed to be about. Why are we fucking here to begin with? Or do we all want to keep overlook the genocide that our "founding fathers" committed on the Native Americans. We ourselves are sitting on STOLEN land. As far as being bilingual, would you like to learn the Chumash language since you live in Westlake which is in fact Chumash land. You are the product of immigrants, did your grandmothers, or great grandfathers know English when they arrived? I am only the second generation born in this country, my family is still relatively new here. The Irish we the hated immigrants less than a century ago, a number of them came here illegally. Do you still want them to leave? Why don't we all just leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your post has deeply hurt me because it is written (or copied and pasted) in such a short sited fashion. You probably call yourself a Republican as well because you like to "keep your money." That is also a short sited notion since only the top 1% of the US population and corporations benefit from said "money keeping" tax breaks. I make enough money to stay afloat, but I give what I can to those in need. I go broke if I know somebody that I care about needs a buck. I give my time to whomever asks or needs it. I am a human being who wants to see amnesty for all who seek it, free healthcare, better education, free higher education, and better public transportation. I want to see the alternative fuel and energy that we already have available be put to use. I want to see the war end and for the troops come home. I want to see the troops get the benefits and money that they are promised, but don't seem to get all of the time. To be so short sighted and place misplaced information and rage on these immigrants is just plain ignorant and sad. Worry about what yourself and our children will see within their lifetimes instead of trying to oppress the innocent. Its scary. I live very close to Downtown Los Angeles and love it. I live side by side with the people you look down upon. Humble yourself and think about the facts. When you practice hate you're only putting that hate back onto yourself. Think about that next time you want to "Send 'em on home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Arielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------- Bulletin Message -----------------&lt;br /&gt;From: JAC, Soon to be Mrs. EMBRY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Date: May 1, 2006 4:20 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immigration.....&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: Bored @ Work!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard truth...More than 36, 000 students from throughout Los Angeles County, California skipped classes and marched through streets and on various freeways Monday, March 27, 2006, to protest an immigration bill being debated in Congress. "We may be illegal immigrants, but we are human, " Metropolitan High School senior Melania Preciado said as she waved a Mexican flag. "We deserve the same rights as everyone else, not be treated like criminals." What an ironic statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we all went to Mexico...would we be treated as humans?? (Think of all your friends who have driven down to Mexico for a weekend trip and were either thrown in jail for looking at the Mexican police the wrong way, or were pulled over for no apparent reason and FORCED to pay off the Mexican police in order NOT to be thrown in jail)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Try driving around as a Gringo in Mexico with no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liability insurance, and have an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Enter MEXICO illegally - never mind immigration quotas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visas, international law, or any of that nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Once there, demand that the local government provide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free medical care for you and your entire family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Demand bilingual nurses and doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Demand free bilingual local government forms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bulletins, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Speak only English at home and in public and insist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that your children do likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Demand classes on American culture in the Mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Demand a local Mexican drivers license. This will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afford other legal rights and will go far to legitimize your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unauthorized, illegal, presence in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Insist that local Mexican law enforcement teach English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all its officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will not happen in Mexico nor any other country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the world...except right here in the United States...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land of those who want to take care of everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except American Citizens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These "student" protesters, haven't the slightest clue as to what the hell is really going on. They just want an excuse to leave school. What a disgrace to AMERICA, our country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to waive a Mexican flag to support your heritage, fine... Just make sure there is an American one next to it...the land that gives to all of its immigrants, and you. IF Mexico is SOOOOO great - Why leave it and come to America? Think about it! Mexico isn't giving their people what they deserve, and that's why they want to be here in America. What is Mexico really doing for its people, other than making them desparate to leave? This is not about people coming to America...just come legally, so the legal system, education, medical, housing, etc., can operate more smoothly and fair for those who are citizens, and those who long to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you agree, pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, Please....go ahead and try all the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above in Mexico (and enjoy the prison there too...).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114654904321035675?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114654904321035675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114654904321035675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114654904321035675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114654904321035675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-this-may-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114627448750173636</id><published>2006-04-28T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T18:34:47.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been one of those days I guess you could say. I feel like fuckin' shit up y'all! No, I'm just going to finish off my supply of fourteez and sake. Classy. Oh. and watch Cabaret and 8 1/2. So I'm feeling a whole lot better now though. Why?! Why, because I'm listening to the not yet released (because I'm radically special) spankin' Sonic Youth album Rather Ripped. FBI don't worry I'm not a pirate! My computer crashes enough as it is. But hellz yeah this album thus far through my listening escapade is FANTASTICALLY AWESOME. It sounds a lot popier, but it just might be the album I beat to death this Summer. Least those around me forget how I beat Sonic Nurse to death. I think I want to dance now more than fuck shit up. Doesn't that sound eloquent? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My Dearest, I fear that I might be heading down the footpath of fucking shit up if my hysterical emotions do not soon subside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at getting a new amp right now. Not right now right now, but within the next few months. I'm looking at either getting another Traynor YB1, Musicman  sixty-five, or if I can find one for the right price perhaps an earlier Fender silverface reverb or a Bandmaster head. I'm into have a head and a 2x12 cab right now. I've have combos for like the past decade besides my YB1 that I had in high school. I would just play it through a cab when I worked at the guitar store though. I never actually bought a cab. Oh, to be young and have little to no expenses again. I was a complete moron to sell my Roland Alphajuno, Korg ER-1 and MicroKORG, sampler, Fender Standard Strat, Musicmaster, Gibson SG Standard, and that little Roland keyboard amp. Oh well. I just sold a moded silverface Fender reverb about eight months ago, but I don't regret that. It was wayyy too loud and huge. It was a moded beast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm in the mood maybe I'll put up another super special riot grrrl video soon. I want to dress to impress and hunt down video of Kicking Giant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE GONE WITH YOU ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114627448750173636?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114627448750173636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114627448750173636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114627448750173636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114627448750173636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-has-been-one-of-those-days-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114616663450082073</id><published>2006-04-27T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T12:37:14.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="410" height="332" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2723235" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hail the Magik Markers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114616663450082073?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114616663450082073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114616663450082073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114616663450082073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114616663450082073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-hail-magik-markers.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114608248124097175</id><published>2006-04-26T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T19:51:36.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I just decided to do a weekly thing with this blog for riot grrrl and possibly queercore videos. Oh no. Oh no. Oh yeah! Just as an fyi if anybody cares, my vlog/blog experiment project has ended. Why? It got too creepy. I live a life off the internet and made myself feel uncomfortable by engulfing myself into a world of zeros and ones. But this is still a blog right? Yeah, but it's not delving into my deepest most personal desires. When I go home at the end of the day I try not to touch my computer period, which is hard since I'm always messing with a video or get hooked into a game of snood. I was beginning to tip toe into the realm of primal scream therapy, but have since been inspired to try surrounding myself and covering my apartment in super positive affirmations for at least a week. I wonder if I will feel the way Lisa Frank looks at the end of the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways without further ado here is installment one of Riot Grrrl Video Ho Down! It was tough to choose which one, but I think Bratmobile is a good starting point. So enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-I saw my first Juno 60 at a Bratmobile show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2723025" align="middle" height="332" width="410"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2723027" align="middle" height="332" width="410"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go along with Riot Grrrl Video Ho Down here are two Bmob tracks that I find particularly enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videodeath.com/RIOTGRRRL/kiss%20and%20ride.mp3"&gt;Kiss and Ride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videodeath.com/RIOTGRRRL/where%20eagles%20dare.mp3"&gt;Where Eagles Dare&lt;/a&gt; - Where Eagles Dare is of course a Misfits cover featuring vocals by the irrepressible Slim Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember kids, right click to download and save them there tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riot not quiet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114608248124097175?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114608248124097175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114608248124097175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114608248124097175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114608248124097175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-i-just-decided-to-do-weekly-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114473335206059797</id><published>2006-04-10T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:29:12.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like living in the basement. My ceiling leaks a lot and it's really dark. I need to move. And I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114473335206059797?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114473335206059797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114473335206059797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114473335206059797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114473335206059797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-like-living-in-basement.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114439708010016631</id><published>2006-04-07T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:04:40.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just did a google image search for "its okay to feel bad" and I got this image. &lt;img src="http://www.lileks.com/bleats/archive/05/1005/1002art/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I did another image search for "guilty for feeling happy" and I got this image. &lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/kittycarecatsitting/MiMi_beloved.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda July came up when I searched for "all we have is time." &lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b339/indiedontdance/christine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.upw.com/superstars/vixens/images/erica1.jpg" /&gt; This one is "family is always there with loving support."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the media will kill you" &lt;img src="http://media.euniverse.com/www_castlemountains_net/images/10_2003/hall11.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cripple sandwich" &lt;img src="http://www.cripple-creek.co.us/images/food2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sweet zombie jesus" &lt;img src="http://newworldodour.co.uk/live/files/thumb-zombie_jesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114439708010016631?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114439708010016631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114439708010016631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114439708010016631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114439708010016631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-just-did-google-image-search-for-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114361424956793705</id><published>2006-03-28T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:37:29.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss Deaf Texas (R.I.P.) is my new favorite person. Why? Because she got hit by a train whilst text messaging. The train sounded its mighty horn to warn Miss Deaf Texas that it was nearing her, but alas, for Miss Deaf Texas could not hear the train coming. Miss Deaf Texas is no more. Being crunched by a train is not entirely funny, but the fact that she couldn't hear it...it's kind of funny. Wouldn't she feel the vibrations on the tracks? The story also has a slight nod to equal a hearing disability to having a mental handicap. Helen Keller joke anybody? I actually heard (get it? so bad.) about that story maybe two weeks ago. That prompted me to find every video with a Helen Keller theme possible. Here are the two best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed name="efp" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2705161" align="middle" height="265" width="328"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed name="efp" src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvBaseClip=2714519" align="middle" height="265" width="328"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Tony and Helen is my favorite. But, in the first one they say that Helen Keller was a horrible anti semite and racist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really frazzled within the recent weeks. Partially because I have been sick (I think I'm finally getting rid of it). Well, I just have a lot of stuff going on between video stuff, illness, personal matters, and anything else so I've decided to get out of town for the weekend. I'm very much looking forward to getting out of town and having a swell time with my friend. I just need a change of pace before I feel like I have completely lost my mind. I want to slip n' slide down a hill! Maybe that is a stupid idea to slip n' slide in Dolores Park, but in theory it sounds fun. Hey, maybe I can ice block down a hill! Oh happy days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114361424956793705?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114361424956793705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114361424956793705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114361424956793705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114361424956793705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/03/miss-deaf-texas-r.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114300191429711728</id><published>2006-03-21T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T20:31:54.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ia310129.us.archive.org/3/items/Waiting_for_the_Fin_to_Dry/whyamicrying.mov"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/200/Picture%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right click on this image and save target as to see this video. The video shall explain all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I have begun work on a project to illustrate how I feel like an urban hermit. I live in this city, yet I never get a chance to really experience the city as far as interaction on a very personal level. My feet hardly ever touch the pavement. I am either in one capsule or another. I just work and sleep. Thus, I am an urban hermit. Los Angeles is not a pedestrian friendly city by any means. I wrote a great post about it last night, but blogger was acting weird and to my knowledge it did not get published. So I leave you with this brief feeling on urban hermitude. I love the architecture downtown and I am attracted to decaying objects so in that respect I love Los Angeles. I also feel a certain creepy undertone to most of the city. I do enjoy creepy undertones. But this is basically where I just live. I am not really a part of this city. Nor, do I really feel like I want to be close with it. I am more interested with the city's past and the story of many of the buildings and places that immediately surround my in my part of town. I hate driving very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114300191429711728?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114300191429711728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114300191429711728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114300191429711728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114300191429711728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/03/right-click-on-this-image-and-save.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114293242343296377</id><published>2006-03-21T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T01:13:43.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm working on a new project about being an urban hermit. I'm always in one capsule (my car), or another capsule (the office), possibly home. I feel like I just observe the city and that I am not really a part of it. I have hardly ever really walked about thoroughly. I do have a tendency to go on long night drives all over the city. I LOVE driving through downtown at night. I love love love all of the old buildings. I love that this city has an odd creepy quality to it. If only there were more quality people within this city. I was going to ride my bike to work this morning for a change, but I went to bed extremely late so that did not happen. Good thing because it rained. I think that Wednesday I shall ride to work since it's going to be nice out. I just get nervous about riding home when it gets dark because bike lanes are somewhat scarce and people drive like asses. I hate driving. I really kind of hate Los Angeles. My upstairs neighbors are two loud scientologists with a stupid annoying dog. I hate scientologists. Back to editing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114293242343296377?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114293242343296377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114293242343296377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114293242343296377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114293242343296377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-working-on-new-project-about-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114271741850035103</id><published>2006-03-18T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T13:37:29.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been having many strange dreams lately. Last night included. Oh and the book is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wish Giver&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Giver&lt;/span&gt; is that other book that I remember having to read in school way way back.  Just  right click &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.videodeath.com/images/worms.mov"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to save and download the video. Not like it's really special or anything. I think the cold medicine has been giving me the strange and vivid dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another aside the complete quote from my dream is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that will be left &lt;/span&gt;is the women, the worms, and the Texans."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114271741850035103?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114271741850035103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114271741850035103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114271741850035103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114271741850035103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-been-having-many-strange-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114058300892820682</id><published>2006-02-21T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:36:48.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have moped fever. All I do is think about my moped. It's the greatest toy ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have Star Jones fever. She's going to be having a book signing in Westwood this Friday. Who's going? ME. That's who! I want to lay down the Best of Oprah dvd and say, "Oops, wrong signing!" and walk away. Or something of that nature. Handing her a copy of the A-Team on dvd and asking her what is was like to be a part of the A-Team also came to mind. I'll do something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114058300892820682?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114058300892820682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114058300892820682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114058300892820682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114058300892820682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-moped-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114016464125617225</id><published>2006-02-17T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T00:24:01.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately I've been thinking a lot about how often everybody lies about little stupid things and communication in general. The need for contact or lack there of. Connections that people forge and break. I like throwing away my old journals. I like throwing away old pictures. I find no constructive use in reminiscing about trivial, or not so trivial parts of the past. I really wish that I could edit on my computer right now. Why must it crash every time I try to open a new project? Sure I could already have purchased the new hard drive and what not, but instead I purchased that sweet moped. Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just an interesting thought to think about some things? Well, I don't throw away all old photos. We have good times riding the high seas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114016464125617225?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114016464125617225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114016464125617225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114016464125617225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114016464125617225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/02/lately-ive-been-thinking-lot-about-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-114010705101166206</id><published>2006-02-16T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T08:24:11.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/1600/ears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/400/ears.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/1600/manphin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/320/manphin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my favorite story headline from yesterday is "Paris Hilton Declares Her Own Album Hott." My favroite visual from yesterday is the "S" on the Sears building on Santa Monica is out so it just says "EARS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That man "riding" the dolphin use to hang at this little breakfasty place in the Castro called Little Orphan Andy's. At first glance I was already enchanted with the erotic image. Upon close inspection as to what's happening with the blow hole I began to squeal with glee and snap pictures. God the camera on my new phone sucks. The one below I took when I had my sweet little Samsung phone. Dear Motorola, the camera on your phones sucks. Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want hot chocolate, a fleece blanket, and to go back to bed. There was a horrible cover band playing at the Kibitz room last night. Dramarama cover=not cool. Following said Dramarama cover with a Violent Femmes cover, followed  by a Black Sabbath cover=even more annoying since you played really loud. This old woman who worked there said, "This band is blowing my mind!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-114010705101166206?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/114010705101166206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=114010705101166206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114010705101166206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/114010705101166206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-think-my-favorite-story-headline.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-113990115786134471</id><published>2006-02-13T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:12:37.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/1600/dadped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/400/dadped.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really tired. What's the deal with that? I'm always tired. I'm angry at my computer because it keeps shutting down iMovie. I know I need a new computer/new hard drive/more RAM, but you know. I just got that sweet sweet moped. I'm in love...with my moped! When it is done being restored/customized it shall be a jem. I was reading some updates about the whole Iran nuclear deal and began to imagine the possible oil implications. I then became glad that I have purchased this moped. Worse case scenario I can run my car on McDonald's fry oil. I'll go to Roscoe's chicken and waffles and take their chicken grease by the busshle full. I remember my bubby use to sing "I love you a bushel and a peck." I know a bushel is like a barrel full? But a peck? Is the peck referring to the kiss peck? Above you will see a picture of my father trying to pedal start my moped. It weighs 150 lbs., hilarity. I've been looking up moped parts all night. Ooo...beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "Blue Velvet" earlier and I love that movie but it makes me so depressed. David Lynch is phenomenal, but he really makes me hate life. This is how I know I'm becoming soft in my old age. Sensitivity...psh. Now I'm watching cartoons to remedy the David Lynch emotional hangover. Oh, but the film is so tasty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-113990115786134471?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/113990115786134471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=113990115786134471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/113990115786134471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/113990115786134471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-really-really-really-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-113969356518345178</id><published>2006-02-11T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T13:32:45.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I just bought a moped. I'm so excited. I'm so...scared. Let's just say that it was my first time ever riding anything resembling a moped and I kinda ate it into a wall. I'm okay, the ped is okay, my big toe on my right foot is not okay. My toe is many shades of blue. I'm not surprised that I did something like ride a moped into a wall. I can just add it to my list with vomiting in the middle of a busy bookstore. I'm really excited about the moped though. It will be ever so much fun! Who will join my moped gang?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-113969356518345178?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/113969356518345178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=113969356518345178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/113969356518345178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/113969356518345178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-i-just-bought-moped.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21611091.post-113946997487715156</id><published>2006-02-08T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T23:33:28.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/1600/BadRonald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/320/BadRonald.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/1600/bad-ronald-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6218/2187/320/bad-ronald-d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest checking out "Bad Ronald." A fantastic made for tv epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I burnt my tongue/roof of my mouth whilst eating instant wontans. Oh how it pains me so! My roof is also leaking again. It makes me want to squeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to Gladstones in Malibu. It was a lovely evening that included one and one half pounds of crab legs. I kept placing the crablegs on my lady's plate. Maybe it was the maithai, or maybe it was the crab legs, but I started pretending to be an abusive father when my date began to refuse my offerings of crab legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eat the crab legs you fucking cunt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that something to the affect of, "Do you like your puppy? Well unless you eat the god damn crab legs I'm going to snap it's fucking neck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time it was hilarious, we laughed. But when I see it written out like that well ...it's still hilarious. It has been astoundingly warm out. At the beach it was also oddly warm out at night. I love the ocean and sea creatures. I will never swim in the ocean. I don't swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night we drove down Pico and passed a puppy store. The store had one of those weird Korea Town-ish signs that are all weird and sterile looking. The sign had a group of puppies sitting together. I said, "Those puppies are dead!" They probably are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21611091-113946997487715156?l=videodeath.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/feeds/113946997487715156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21611091&amp;postID=113946997487715156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/113946997487715156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21611091/posts/default/113946997487715156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://videodeath.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-suggest-checking-out-bad-ronald.html' title=''/><author><name>Arielle</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
