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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-29494102272027553.post-5416933050578219566</id><published>2009-03-14T09:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:10:53.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day and Night</title><content type='html'>Last night I acquired four more bags of belongings that I had completely forgotten I even owned (save a quilt my great-grandmother made). I can't see my floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like keeping things, but I hate having them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see if I can consolidate my life into a few boxes by August. Owning pointless shit makes me feel disoriented somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-5416933050578219566?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/5416933050578219566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=5416933050578219566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5416933050578219566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5416933050578219566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-and-night.html' title='Day and 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Where I&apos;ve Been'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/SZL5l3TR-dI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WUtrEzMNEqc/s72-c/EBY_LondonPS_22k.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29494102272027553.post-5218518363153124719</id><published>2008-11-28T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:28:03.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Thing I Have to Say</title><content type='html'>Blah blah blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-5218518363153124719?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/5218518363153124719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=5218518363153124719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5218518363153124719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5218518363153124719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-thing-i-have-to-say.html' title='The Only Thing I Have to Say'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-2290979875510536286</id><published>2008-10-27T00:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:08:20.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Every Woman, Child, and Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bGkySqdtq-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bGkySqdtq-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have not known the definition of awkward until now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-2290979875510536286?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29494102272027553.post-2919120334048908953</id><published>2008-10-16T10:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:59:12.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking Sand</title><content type='html'>My Firefox homepage is the Theatre section of the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; website. I did this because I'm a Theatre student and I always felt like I didn't know enough about Theatre and this site allows me to expand my vocabulary by solely reading headlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I read an article (which I rarely do) called &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/15/theater/15thea.html?_r=1&amp;ref=theater"&gt;"Liberal Views Dominate Footlights."&lt;/a&gt; It's all about how there are zero political plays being produced with conservative viewpoints. The author of the article, Patricia Cohen, interviewed a number of artistic directors and literary managers of regional theaters and she found that it wasn't that they aren't being produced; they aren't being written (or at least, submitted for production).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those things where it's so simple, I can't believe I didn't realize it was going on. I don't really have anything to say on this, I just can't stop thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-2919120334048908953?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/2919120334048908953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=2919120334048908953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/2919120334048908953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/2919120334048908953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/10/drinking-sand.html' title='Drinking Sand'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-1175802461962827114</id><published>2008-09-04T10:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:48:23.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hera</title><content type='html'>Oh, good. They made &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQxJKKfDRRk"&gt;Juno II&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-1175802461962827114?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/1175802461962827114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=1175802461962827114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1175802461962827114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1175802461962827114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/09/hera.html' title='Hera'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-8487872208081915683</id><published>2008-09-03T20:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:35:26.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight Talk</title><content type='html'>"Has the candidate who mocked Obama for his celebrity status created the newest Jamie Lynn Spears?" - Ellen Goodman, &lt;i&gt;Boston Globe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-8487872208081915683?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29494102272027553.post-3213607366558689726</id><published>2008-08-30T10:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:51:14.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_TLv1tm9kws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_TLv1tm9kws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, my summer was just like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-3213607366558689726?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29494102272027553.post-5958751469444136637</id><published>2008-08-28T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:46:58.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ole Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v28/backporch/olemiss.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-5958751469444136637?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/5958751469444136637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=5958751469444136637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the Peoples Temple, which became synonymous with mass suicide after the November 18, 1978 death of over 900 people from cyanide poisoning in their isolated agricultural intentional community called Jonestown, along with the death of 9 other people at a nearby airstrip and in Georgetown. To the extent the actions in Jonestown were viewed as a mass suicide, it is one of the largest such mass suicides in history, perhaps the largest in over 1,900 years and the greatest single loss of American civilian life in a non-natural disaster until the incidents of September 11, 2001. One of those dying at the nearby airstrip was Leo Ryan, who became the first and only Congressman murdered in the line of duty in the history of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Guillermo Jones II better known by his stage name Jim Jones, is a rapper of Puerto Rican and Aruban descent. Jones is an original member of The Diplomats, also known as Dipset. He is Co-CEO of Diplomat Records and is director of A&amp;amp;R for Warner Music Group. He has recently set up his own record label called Byrd Gang Records, through Asylum Records and will be releasing albums by the late Stack Bundles and Max B. In October 2007, Jim Jones signed a joint venture deal with Columbia Records and Jones Family Productions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4899022004201239479?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4899022004201239479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4899022004201239479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4899022004201239479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4899022004201239479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/08/according-to-jim.html' title='According to Jim, Keeping Up With the Joneses'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-7803834842674817876</id><published>2008-08-24T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T10:21:07.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Sanchez</title><content type='html'>Last night I had the unfortunate experience of watching Rick Sanchez on CNN. In the end, I only watched his show for 30 minutes, but I was certain at least two hours had past. I was so exhausted by his relentless insistence on cutting off his guests to give his unprofessional and unwarranted opinion (in car salesman condescension) that I'm convinced CNN has him on air to audibly rape conservatives the way O'Reilly does liberals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm talking about politics (I guess), I'll say I know nothing about Joe Biden except he kind of seems like that great uncle that everybody dreads coming to Easter dinner because he just ends up insulting everybody in the midst of dominating the conversation for four hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-7803834842674817876?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/7803834842674817876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=7803834842674817876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7803834842674817876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7803834842674817876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/08/dirty-sanchez.html' title='Dirty Sanchez'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-5127661742048164440</id><published>2008-08-22T22:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:07:51.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tale As Old As Time</title><content type='html'>When I get out of school, I basically have to elect to live in poverty for a year in order to one day &lt;i&gt;possibly&lt;/i&gt; obtain a living wage working in the field of my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fact is something I've always sort of known, but has recently come into clearer view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sell my soul to a theatre for a season (anywhere from 9 months to a year) and receive a weekly stipend (in most cases barely minimum wage). Housing is offered by the more benevolent of hosts. In the mean time, the interest on my student loans accumulates steadily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've compiled a Word document of 13 (lucky) possibilities throughout the country. It's like applying to college again, except not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only thing I can do unless I want my degree to fester in a dumpster with maggots and hobo urine. Basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, you know, I could also spend more money on a grad degree (Ivy League only or a master's in Theatre is no good) and then maybe I'll be the Artistic Director of Lincoln Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I dug my own grave blah blah blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-5127661742048164440?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/5127661742048164440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=5127661742048164440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5127661742048164440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5127661742048164440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/08/tale-as-old-as-time.html' title='Tale As Old As Time'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-7144368078021116197</id><published>2008-08-17T13:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:14:59.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out the Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v28/backporch/aesarrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v28/backporch/aesarrow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night Aesop Rock blew it out in New Haven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews regarding Aes's live performance have always been a mixed bag. I could never comment. Somehow, through luck and location, I hadn't ever seen one of his shows, even after six years of listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't really know how to go into it. I stood on the balcony and just took it in. Maybe next time I'll go into the crowd or something, but I just had to watch him. This was the kick-off date of the tour after things didn't quite work out in Boston on Friday and Aesop and Rob Sonic just went for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't miss a beat. Didn't trip over one solitary word. Didn't stall. Motherfucker played for over an hour and didn't quit except for when he let his DJ go off for a hot second. I don't know if people have been to some whack shows, but this wasn't one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He played "Big Bang" and I know, especially this many years after the release of &lt;i&gt;Float&lt;/i&gt;, that that is not normal. That's the very first Aesop song I ever heard and I remember the car ride I heard it in and it changed me forever. The way I think about words. The way I think about poetry, music, language. The English language and the versatility and importance of it. The American condition - a concept that intrigues and haunts me from day to day. A lot of what Aesop says doesn't mean anything, but when a piece of art makes you fall in love, there doesn't always need to be a verbal reasoning behind. Maybe there just shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most poignant moment of the set was when Aes shared new material with us a cappella. Shit was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, even from the balcony, I could see those abnormally spacious whites of his eyes popping out with intensity. Dude really does have &lt;i&gt;huge eyes&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-7144368078021116197?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/7144368078021116197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=7144368078021116197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7144368078021116197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7144368078021116197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-box.html' title='Out the Box'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-454240787239316559</id><published>2008-07-11T10:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:12:10.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Reductions from $5.00</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_djbAFoOUks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_djbAFoOUks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard this in H&amp;M yesterday. There is a current void in beauty shop quartets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-454240787239316559?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/454240787239316559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=454240787239316559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/454240787239316559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/454240787239316559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/07/final-reductions-from-500.html' title='Final Reductions from $5.00'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-2648168978109319757</id><published>2008-06-30T09:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:14:03.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's all the.</title><content type='html'>1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Strickly Roots - "Duck the Boys in Blue"&lt;br /&gt;    * Zhigge - "Rakin' in the Dough"&lt;br /&gt;    * Cutty Ranks - "Living Condition"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Eric Sermon – "Hittin' Switches"&lt;br /&gt;    * Positive K – "I Got a Man" (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;    * Mangu – "La Playa"&lt;br /&gt;    * K7 – "Zunga Zeng"&lt;br /&gt;    * M.O.P - "How About Some Hardcore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Craig Mack – "Flava in Ya Ear (remix)"&lt;br /&gt;    * Wu-Tang Clan – "Can It Be All So Simple?"&lt;br /&gt;    * Jodeci – "Feenin'"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mic Geronimo - "Shit's Real"&lt;br /&gt;    * Da Bush Babees - "We Run Things (It's Like That)"&lt;br /&gt;    * Gravediggaz - "Diary of a Madman"&lt;br /&gt;    * Craig Mack – "Get Down"&lt;br /&gt;    * Wu-Tang Clan- "Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing ta Fuck Wit/Shame on a Nigga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Mary J. Blige - "Be Happy" (Ghost co-directed with Sean "Puffy" Combs)&lt;br /&gt;    * Naughty by Nature – "Craziest"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Notorious B.I.G. – "One More Chance" [version 2: remix]&lt;br /&gt;    * Warren G – "So Many Ways"&lt;br /&gt;    * Brandy – "Baby"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Notorious B.I.G. – "Warning"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Notorious B.I.G. – "Big Poppa" (co-directed with Sean "Puffy" Combs)&lt;br /&gt;    * Brandy feat. Queen Latifah, MC Lyte, &amp; Yo Yo – "I Wanna Be Down" (version 2:remix)&lt;br /&gt;    * Adina Howard – "Freak Like Me"&lt;br /&gt;    * Montell Jordan – "This Is How We Do It"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Notorious B.I.G. – "One More Chance" (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;    * Guru &amp; Chaka Khan – "Watch What You Say"&lt;br /&gt;    * Montell Jordan – "Somethin' 4 Da Honeyz" (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;    * Boyz II Men - "Vibin'" (version 2)&lt;br /&gt;    * Brandy - "Sittin' Up In My Room"&lt;br /&gt;    * Blackstreet feat. SWV - "Tonite's The Night"&lt;br /&gt;    * Hodge - "Head Nod" [Remix]&lt;br /&gt;    * Mic Geronimo - "Masta I.C."&lt;br /&gt;    * OutKast - "Benz or Beamer"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ol' Dirty Bastard - Shimmy Shimmy Ya/Baby C'Mon"&lt;br /&gt;    * Sam Sneed - "U Betta Recognize"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ca$h Money Click- '4 My Click'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * 2Pac feat. Dr. Dre - "California Love" (version 2: Mad Max, version 3: remix)&lt;br /&gt;    * D'Angelo - "Lady" (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;    * LL Cool J feat. Boyz II Men - "Hey Lover"&lt;br /&gt;    * R. Kelly feat. Ronald Isley - "Down Low (nobody has to know)" (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes - "Woo-hah! Got You All In Check" (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;    * The Tony Rich Project - "Nobody Knows"&lt;br /&gt;    * R. Kelly - "Thank God It's Friday"&lt;br /&gt;    * LL Cool J - "Doin' It"&lt;br /&gt;    * Maxi Priest feat. Shaggy - "That Girl"&lt;br /&gt;    * Nas feat. Lauryn Hill - "If I Ruled The World (Imagine That)"&lt;br /&gt;    * Nas - "Street Dreams"&lt;br /&gt;    * Nas feat. R.Kelly - "Street Dreams (Remix)"&lt;br /&gt;    * A Tribe Called Quest - "1nce Again"&lt;br /&gt;    * Blackstreet feat. Dr. Dre &amp; Queen Pen - "No Diggity"&lt;br /&gt;    * R. Kelly - "I Can't Sleep Baby" (If I remix)&lt;br /&gt;    * A Tribe Called Quest - "Stressed Out" (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;    * Jay-Z feat. Mary J. Blige - "Can't Knock The Hustle"&lt;br /&gt;    * LL Cool J featuring Total - "Loungin'" (remix)&lt;br /&gt;    * Foxy Brown featuring Blackstreet - "Get Me Home"&lt;br /&gt;    * R. Kelly - "I Believe I Can Fly"&lt;br /&gt;    * Group Therapy feat. Dr. Dre, RBX, KRS-One, B-Real &amp; Nas - "East Coast West Coast Killaz"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Monstars (from Space Jam) - "Hit 'Em High"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Isley Brothers feat. R. Kelly - "Let's Lay Together"&lt;br /&gt;    * Total - "No One Else"&lt;br /&gt;    * Babyface feat. LL Cool J, Jody Watley, etc. - "This Is For The Lover In You"&lt;br /&gt;    * Razor Blade - "The Razor Blade Call"&lt;br /&gt;    * LL Cool J feat. Keith Murray, Prodigy (rapper), Fat Joe, and Foxy Brown - "I Shot Ya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Missy Elliott - "The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)"&lt;br /&gt;    * Puff Daddy feat. Faith Evans &amp; 112 - "I'll Be Missing You"&lt;br /&gt;    * R. Kelly - "Gotham City"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Notorious B.I.G. feat. Puff Daddy &amp; Mase - "Mo Money Mo Problems"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mary J. Blige - "Everything"&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes - "Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See"&lt;br /&gt;    * Missy Elliott feat. Da Brat- "Sock It 2 Me"&lt;br /&gt;    * Jay-Z feat. Foxy Brown &amp; Babyface - "(Always Be My) Sunshine"&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes - "Dangerous"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mase - "Feel So Good"&lt;br /&gt;    * Wild Orchid - "Supernatural"&lt;br /&gt;    * Will Smith - "Gettin' Jiggy wit It"&lt;br /&gt;    * Usher - "Nice and Slow"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Firm - "Firm Biz"&lt;br /&gt;    * Refugee Camp Allstars feat. Pras and Ky-Mani - "Avenues"&lt;br /&gt;    * Scarface - "Mary Jane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * DMX feat. Sheek Louch of the LOX - "Get at Me Dog"&lt;br /&gt;    * DMX feat. Faith Evans - "How's It Going Down?"&lt;br /&gt;    * Faith Evans - "Love Like This"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mel B feat. Missy Elliott - "I Want You Back"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mariah Carey feat. Jermaine Dupri - "Sweetheart"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mýa feat. Noreaga &amp; Raekwon - "Movin' Out"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kelly Price feat. R. Kelly &amp; Ron Isley - "Friend of Mine"&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes - "Gimme Some Mo'"&lt;br /&gt;    * DMX, Nas, Method Man, and Ja Rule - "Grand Finale"&lt;br /&gt;    * R. Kelly - "Half On A Baby"&lt;br /&gt;    * R. Kelly feat. Keith Murray - "Home Alone"&lt;br /&gt;    * Taral Hicks - "Silly"&lt;br /&gt;    * Taral Hicks - "Ooh, Ooh Baby"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Motion Picture "Belly" (starring Nas/DMX/Method Man/Taral Hicks/T-Boz of TLC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * 112 feat. Lil' Zane - "Anywhere"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ja Rule - "Holla Holla"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ja Rule feat. Cadillac Tah &amp; Black Child - "Murda 4 Life"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ja Rule - "It's Murda/Kill 'Em All"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ja Rule feat. Ronald Isley - "Daddy's Little Baby"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ja Rule - "How Many Wanna"&lt;br /&gt;    * TLC - "No Scrubs"&lt;br /&gt;    * Method Man feat. D'Angelo - "Break Ups 2 Make Ups"&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes feat. Janet Jackson - "What's It Gonna Be?!"&lt;br /&gt;    * Nas feat. Puff Daddy - "Hate Me Now"&lt;br /&gt;    * Missy Elliott - "She's A Bitch"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mase feat. Blackstreet - "Get Ready"&lt;br /&gt;    * Noreaga - "Oh No"&lt;br /&gt;    * Missy Elliott feat. Big Boi &amp; Nicole - "All In My Grill"&lt;br /&gt;    * Puff Daddy feat. R. Kelly - "Satisfy You"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mobb Deep feat. Nas - "It's Mine"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mobb Deep feat. Lil' Kim - "Quiet Storm" (version 2: remix)&lt;br /&gt;    * Dr. Dre feat. Snoop Dogg - "Still DRE"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ol' Dirty Bastard feat. Kelis - "Got Your Money"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kelis - "Caught out There"&lt;br /&gt;    * Missy Elliott feat. Nas, Lil' Mo &amp; Eve - "Hot Boyz"&lt;br /&gt;    * Sisqó - "Got To Get It"&lt;br /&gt;    * Q-Tip - "Breathe And Stop"&lt;br /&gt;    * Q-Tip - "Vivrant Thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Jay-Z feat. UGK - "Big Pimpin'"&lt;br /&gt;    * No Doubt - "Ex-Girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes - "Get Out!!"&lt;br /&gt;    * Macy Gray - "Why Didn't You Call Me"&lt;br /&gt;    * R. Kelly - "Bad Man"&lt;br /&gt;    * DMX feat. Sisqó - "What You Want"&lt;br /&gt;    * LL Cool J - "Imagine That"&lt;br /&gt;    * Wyclef Jean feat. The Rock - "It Doesn't Matter"&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes - "Fire"&lt;br /&gt;    * Jay-Z "Hey Papi"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mýa feat. Jay-Z - "Best of Me (Holla Main Mix)"&lt;br /&gt;    * Funkmaster Flex feat. DMX - "Do You?"&lt;br /&gt;    * Roni Size &amp; Reprazent - "Who Told You"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ja Rule feat. Lil' Mo - "Put It On Me"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Murderers - "We Don't Give A %^#$"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Murderers feat. Vita - "Vita, Vita, Vita"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kobe Bryant feat. Tyra Banks - "K.O.B.E."&lt;br /&gt;    * The Murderers feat Ja Rule, Vita, Black Child, Tah Murdah, Memphis Bleek, &amp; Busta Rhymes -"Holla Holla Remix"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * DMX - "Ain't No Sunshine"&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes feat. Kelis - "What It Is/Grimey"&lt;br /&gt;    * Snoop Dogg feat. Tha Eastsidaz, Master P &amp; Nate Dogg - "Lay Low"&lt;br /&gt;    * Eric Benet - "Love Don't Love Me"&lt;br /&gt;    * Babyface - "There She Goes"&lt;br /&gt;    * Vita - "Justify My Love"&lt;br /&gt;    * Left Eye - "The Block Party"&lt;br /&gt;    * Jessica Simpson - "A Little Bit"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ginuwine - "Differences"&lt;br /&gt;    * FUBU feat. LL Cool J, Keith Murray, and Ludacris - "Fatty Girl"&lt;br /&gt;    * Busta Rhymes - "As I Come Back/Break Ya Neck"&lt;br /&gt;    * Shelby Lynne - "Killin' Kind"&lt;br /&gt;    * Stella Soleil - "Kiss Kiss"&lt;br /&gt;    * Method Man - "Party &amp; Bull%#!*"&lt;br /&gt;    * Aaliyah - "Rock The Boat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * N*E*R*D - "Rock Star" (unreleased version)&lt;br /&gt;    * Nelly Furtado - "...On the Radio (Remember the Days)"&lt;br /&gt;    * Boyz II Men - "The Color of Love"&lt;br /&gt;    * Blu Cantrell featuring Sean Paul - "Breathe (Remix)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Ashanti - "Rain On Me" (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Ja Rule feat. R. Kelly &amp; Ashanti - "Wonderful"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ashanti - "Only U"&lt;br /&gt;    * Teedra Moses - "Be Your Girl"&lt;br /&gt;    * New Edition- "Hot 2 Nite"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * The Game feat. 50 Cent - "How We Do"&lt;br /&gt;    * Queen Latifah feat. Al Green - "Simply Beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;    * Slim Thug feat. Bun B - "I Ain't Heard of That"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kanye West - "Diamonds from Sierra Leone"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kanye West feat. Jamie Foxx - "Gold Digger"&lt;br /&gt;    * Smitty - "Diamonds on My Neck"&lt;br /&gt;    * Robin Thicke feat. Pharrell Williams - "Wanna Love U Girl" (version 2)&lt;br /&gt;    * Jamie Foxx feat. Ludacris - "Unpredictable"&lt;br /&gt;    * Beyoncé feat. Slim Thug and Bun B - "Check on It"&lt;br /&gt;    * Pharrell Williams - "Angel"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ne-Yo - "So Sick"&lt;br /&gt;    * The Cheetah Girls " Shake a Tail Feather" (Short Version) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * LL Cool J feat. Jennifer Lopez - "Control Myself"&lt;br /&gt;    * Young Jeezy - "My Hood"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mary J. Blige - "Enough Cryin'"&lt;br /&gt;    * Hoobastank - "If I Were You"&lt;br /&gt;    * LL Cool J feat. Lyfe Jennings - "Freeze"&lt;br /&gt;    * Lil Jon feat. E-40 and Sean Paul of the Youngbloodz - "Snap Yo Fingers"&lt;br /&gt;    * Young Jeezy feat. Lil' Scrappy and T.I. - "Bang"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kanye West feat. Paul Wall, GLC and T.I. - "Drive Slow (Remix)"&lt;br /&gt;    * Pharrell Williams feat. Kanye West - "Number 1"&lt;br /&gt;    * Janet Jackson feat. Nelly - "Call on Me"&lt;br /&gt;    * John Legend - "Heaven"&lt;br /&gt;    * t.A.T.u. - "Gomenasai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Kanye West - "Can't Tell Me Nothing"&lt;br /&gt;    * Twista feat. Pharrell - "Give It Up"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kenna - "Say Goodbye to Love"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kanye West - "Stronger"&lt;br /&gt;    * Fam-Lay - "The Beeper Record"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ja Rule - "Body"&lt;br /&gt;    * Jay-Z feat. Pharrell Williams - "Blue Magic"&lt;br /&gt;    * Lupe Fiasco feat. Matthew Santos - "Superstar"&lt;br /&gt;    * Ne-Yo - "Go On Girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Shaggy feat. Akon - "What's Love"&lt;br /&gt;    * Kanye West - "Homecoming"&lt;br /&gt;    * Sean Garrett feat. Ludacris - "Grippin'"&lt;br /&gt;    * Mary J. Blige - "Stay Down"&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=1rDaLugULcg"&gt;Lloyd feat. Lil Wayne - "Girls Around the World"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Young Jeezy feat. Kanye West - "Put on"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-2648168978109319757?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/2648168978109319757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=2648168978109319757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/2648168978109319757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/2648168978109319757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-all-hype.html' title='What&apos;s all the.'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-9065945523025779424</id><published>2008-06-28T01:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:37:27.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo and behold,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/28/theater/28dill.html"&gt;The most depressing thing I've read in a long time&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-9065945523025779424?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/9065945523025779424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=9065945523025779424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/9065945523025779424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/9065945523025779424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/06/lo-and-behold.html' title='Lo and behold,'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-3340190355521764811</id><published>2008-06-24T09:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:11:46.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>E-O</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v28/backporch/DennisQuaid-774654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.four-strings.com/images/Noten/Famous%20Basslines/Police%20-%20Walking%20on%20the%20Moon.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.widerview.com/gg2108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cms.pitchforkmedia.com/images/image/52157.girltalkalbum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dgoshorn.com/wp-content/uploads/catcher/HOLDEN_MINDMAP.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-3340190355521764811?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/3340190355521764811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=3340190355521764811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/3340190355521764811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/3340190355521764811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-o.html' title='E-O'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-1480650455089330282</id><published>2008-06-19T11:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T11:52:51.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes</title><content type='html'>"Writing is better than acting. You get to use your words, you don’t have to be there eight times a week, and I can guarantee you this moment beats the hell out of auditioning for &lt;i&gt;JAG&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;-Tracy Letts, writer of &lt;i&gt;August: Osage County&lt;/i&gt;, accepting the Tony Award for Best Play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-1480650455089330282?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/1480650455089330282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=1480650455089330282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1480650455089330282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1480650455089330282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes.html' title='Yes'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-106925399552629988</id><published>2008-06-16T20:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:04:24.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Shit</title><content type='html'>Even though &lt;i&gt;Best Week Ever&lt;/i&gt; isn't funny anymore (thank you for that, Chuck Nice), this pretty much sums up exactly how I felt about the Tony Awards last night (I got sucked into that black hole instead of the Celtics/Lakers black hole).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BV7WkrVj7wI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BV7WkrVj7wI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, now I leave you with the only musical to date I am constantly and consistently impressed with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoLG_fz7FeU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoLG_fz7FeU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&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/29494102272027553-106925399552629988?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/106925399552629988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=106925399552629988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/106925399552629988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/106925399552629988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-shit.html' title='My Shit'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-2059384630887307317</id><published>2008-06-04T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:38:17.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ctrl C</title><content type='html'>Disturbed rocks hard&lt;br /&gt;on tour with a new album&lt;br /&gt;become Indestructible&lt;br /&gt;try the Disturbed background&lt;br /&gt;try the Disturbed buddy icon&lt;br /&gt;listen and watch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-2059384630887307317?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/2059384630887307317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=2059384630887307317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/2059384630887307317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/2059384630887307317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/06/ctrl-c.html' title='Ctrl C'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-3683566612345733458</id><published>2008-06-04T01:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:21:44.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescue Me</title><content type='html'>"The movie &lt;i&gt;Saved&lt;/i&gt;, about Christian youth struggling with issues of faith and identity, has been adapted into a bland, innocuous musical."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-3683566612345733458?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/3683566612345733458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=3683566612345733458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/3683566612345733458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/3683566612345733458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/06/rescue-me.html' title='Rescue Me'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-4402478358463341537</id><published>2008-06-03T01:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T01:02:57.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Band of Brothers</title><content type='html'>I've never dated a guy with a sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4402478358463341537?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4402478358463341537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4402478358463341537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4402478358463341537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4402478358463341537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/06/band-of-brothers.html' title='Band of Brothers'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-666055337482797143</id><published>2008-05-21T10:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:55:18.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Dead</title><content type='html'>It took me awhile to realize it, but one of my family's "things" is cemeteries. You know cemeteries. And, gravestones. And, books filled with gravestone rubbings. That sort of "thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, my parents rode up to Boston to visit me, but they didn't let me show them around. No, they took me just slightly out of Cambridge and to this place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://courses.cit.cornell.edu/lanar525/images/Cemetery/CemeteryMtAuburnMap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OR&lt;/b&gt; this place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/SDQ3nadluvI/AAAAAAAAACc/vvA-i-QbaMw/s1600-h/mtauburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/SDQ3nadluvI/AAAAAAAAACc/vvA-i-QbaMw/s400/mtauburn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202844619777620722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount Auburn Cemetery. 200+ acres of landscaped, beautiful fucking bullshit. The place has a whole crazy history and it's full of famous people, mostly New Englanders. Basically, the colonial American Père-Lachaise (though that's probably pushing it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, it was breathtaking and I was reminded of how much I love cemeteries. How calm and collected I feel when I walk around them. I had financial and logistical conversations with my parents and the exchange wasn't heated or stressful like it tends to be. Silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to go back there. It's bikeable for sure. But, mostly, I can't wait to go to my favorite cemetery in Salisbury, Connecticut. Is it weird I have a favorite cemetery? Favorite color. Favorite food. Favorite animal. Favorite cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told a few people I was going to Mount Auburn and they were confused, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their "things," though. Apologies for all the quotes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-666055337482797143?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/666055337482797143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=666055337482797143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/666055337482797143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/666055337482797143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/05/un-dead.html' title='Un Dead'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/SDQ3nadluvI/AAAAAAAAACc/vvA-i-QbaMw/s72-c/mtauburn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29494102272027553.post-3219292471811059222</id><published>2008-05-17T22:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:19:53.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of Woody</title><content type='html'>Today at work I ran this guy's credit card and it said Arlo Guthrie on the computer and it said Arlo Guthrie on the card, but he was absolutely not this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ladybear.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/guthrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-3219292471811059222?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/3219292471811059222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=3219292471811059222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/3219292471811059222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/3219292471811059222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/05/son-of-woody.html' title='Son of Woody'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-7937885906557674923</id><published>2008-05-17T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:12:11.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I guess it didn't guaca-happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www-numi.fnal.gov/workgrps/mc/checkMCenstore/avocado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-7937885906557674923?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/7937885906557674923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=7937885906557674923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7937885906557674923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7937885906557674923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/05/well-i-guess-it-didnt-guaca-happen.html' title='Well, I guess it didn&apos;t guaca-happen.'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-1328466255012035094</id><published>2008-05-14T10:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:36:51.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Back Plato</title><content type='html'>When pizza is on a bagel, you can eat pizza anytime.&lt;br /&gt;- Socrates&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-1328466255012035094?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/1328466255012035094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=1328466255012035094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1328466255012035094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1328466255012035094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/05/bring-back-plato.html' title='Bring Back Plato'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-3380821059719662053</id><published>2008-05-12T01:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:19:31.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Once You Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.thirdwayblog.com/images/320/pringles%20logo%203.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6akuBVjs5YQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6akuBVjs5YQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything about this is perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-3380821059719662053?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/3380821059719662053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=3380821059719662053' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/3380821059719662053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/3380821059719662053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/05/once-you-pop.html' title='Once You Pop'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-2058773899729083083</id><published>2008-05-02T15:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:28:56.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadako Sasaki and the Thousand Paper Cranes</title><content type='html'>I was working yesterday and this middle-aged woman didn't know what origami was. And, she wasn't what we like to call a "person of ambiguous life situation." I found that incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is this, just like, little paper?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's origami paper."&lt;br /&gt;"So, what, you like, what do you do, write on it or something?"&lt;br /&gt;"No. It's origami paper."&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;"You know, you fold it into little birds and sailboats and things."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I would have no use for that."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-2058773899729083083?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/2058773899729083083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=2058773899729083083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/2058773899729083083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/2058773899729083083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/05/sadako-sasaki-and-thousand-paper-cranes.html' title='Sadako Sasaki and the Thousand Paper Cranes'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-8798281265146469616</id><published>2008-05-01T09:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T09:28:46.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantabrigian 4E</title><content type='html'>Happy May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move out of Cambridge in a week. I've lived here since September 06 and don't really know any other part of the city as well as I know Central, Inman, whatever. Living in a dorm overlooking the Esplanade was a novelty, but this place has been a place to sink into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this like I'm not going to be here all the time anyway, but this summer I'll be a free agent and that's a funny feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-8798281265146469616?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/8798281265146469616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=8798281265146469616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/8798281265146469616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/8798281265146469616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/05/cantabrigian-4e.html' title='Cantabrigian 4E'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-4992066356994938232</id><published>2008-04-30T20:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:13:34.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadly Sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSr9ow2lYhw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSr9ow2lYhw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Hannah and I am an Urban Top 40 glutton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like T-Pain? I don't have a goddamn choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4992066356994938232?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4992066356994938232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4992066356994938232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4992066356994938232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4992066356994938232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/deadly-sin.html' title='Deadly Sin'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-113624070352218554</id><published>2008-04-29T10:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:53:39.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Einstein (disambiguation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.newsday.com/media/photo/2008-04/37857893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this joke should tell itself more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-113624070352218554?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/113624070352218554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=113624070352218554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/113624070352218554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/113624070352218554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/einstein-disambiguation.html' title='Einstein (disambiguation)'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-1750970827947090140</id><published>2008-04-28T17:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:50:22.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sp?</title><content type='html'>I'm a total moron. My alternate reality where Riesen candy doesn't exist on the Internet is an alternate reality. I was just fucking spelling it wrong. I finally realized through staring at that photo I posted for too long. I was pretty close to deleting my whole tirade, but I'd like to keep it as a reminder that we all make mistakes sometimes. Whatever, it's not a word in my language, so it's not like it's worth knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DOES THIS MEAN I FOUND MY COMMERCIAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, however, find a British ad break posted on Youtube. Actually, a &lt;i&gt;perfect&lt;/i&gt; ad break. I guess watch and you'll see there are probably 27 reasons (and riesens, fuck you) why I'm mad into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rv95lGLxdjM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rv95lGLxdjM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to add that I, too, like to be fucked on sight when in the presence of a Peugeot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-1750970827947090140?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/1750970827947090140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=1750970827947090140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1750970827947090140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1750970827947090140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/sp.html' title='sp?'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-9163453878491077741</id><published>2008-04-27T14:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:06:17.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pearl of the Polish Baroque</title><content type='html'>I've been searching and searching for this incredibly hilarious faux-reality Reisen commercial that was in regular rotation during most of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, apparently Reisen candy (brought to you by Werther's) is so insignificant that it doesn't even get a Wikipedia page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reisen&lt;/b&gt; may mean:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;"to travel" in the German language.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/German_language" title="German language"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rydzyna, Poland.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reisen, the Japanese fighter aircraft extensively used in World War II.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reisen Udongein Inaba, a fictional character of the &lt;i&gt;Touhou Project&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;scrolling shooters.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;"Mediocre candy" not listed. If it doesn't get a nod from Wikipedia, well, it might as well not exist. Hence, it is near impossible to find proof on the Internet of this television commercial's existence in the first place, nevermind the genuine article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, on top of that, I could only find two photos of the candy in an image search. This being one of them, thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://thamessiliconvalley.com/trendtech/images/reisen-Toronto%202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My childhood in front of the TV wasn't a black-out, though. I did finally find the evidence on a bizarre sketch comedy website where they explain to you &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; their videos are funny. The troupe imitates the commercial and explains on their site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's so Funny:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     The Reisen commercial (the real one, that is) has a cheesy candor where when offered the Reisen, one man says, "Sure", the next says "Why Not", and the last man says, "I'm game". I'm game????  Who the hell says that???  Stupid Germans.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least me and these idiots know what's up. (Except I didn't watch their parody of the commercial because I can guarantee you it's not funny. And, it'll probably just piss me off that I can't watch the real thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone find this shit for me. Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-9163453878491077741?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/9163453878491077741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=9163453878491077741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/9163453878491077741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/9163453878491077741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/pearl-of-polish-baroque.html' title='The Pearl of the Polish Baroque'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-4588933257592718362</id><published>2008-04-26T11:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:36:39.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2-Sack Shakur</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure I smoked 45 cigarettes last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4588933257592718362?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4588933257592718362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4588933257592718362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4588933257592718362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4588933257592718362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-sack-shakur.html' title='2-Sack Shakur'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-6063702875035574422</id><published>2008-04-25T12:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:43:44.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>W-a-m</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/URPC0q46CcU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/URPC0q46CcU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ain't have sex in a loooong time&lt;br /&gt;i ain't have sex in a looooong time&lt;br /&gt;i ain't have sex in a looooong time&lt;br /&gt;are you havin sex 2nite?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-6063702875035574422?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/6063702875035574422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=6063702875035574422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/6063702875035574422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/6063702875035574422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/w-m.html' title='W-a-m'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-7230314358815026164</id><published>2008-04-21T21:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:01:26.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Romances of the 21st Century</title><content type='html'>(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;yes i love her like&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;o yes i lover like&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;o o yes i love her like&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;br /&gt;pussy,money,weed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-7230314358815026164?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/7230314358815026164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=7230314358815026164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7230314358815026164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7230314358815026164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-romances-of-21st-century.html' title='Great Romances of the 21st Century'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-4869639258323143094</id><published>2008-04-20T09:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:04:05.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacksidasical</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.invention.net/pics/ugi11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think faxing could be pretty fun. I kind of want a beeper, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4869639258323143094?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4869639258323143094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4869639258323143094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4869639258323143094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4869639258323143094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/lacksidasical.html' title='Lacksidasical'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-4928146215678668994</id><published>2008-04-19T10:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T10:46:53.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Ain't Know</title><content type='html'>French&lt;br /&gt;Toast&lt;br /&gt;Grilled&lt;br /&gt;Cheese&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4928146215678668994?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4928146215678668994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4928146215678668994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4928146215678668994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4928146215678668994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-aint-know.html' title='You Ain&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-4131820041407807065</id><published>2008-04-15T23:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:22:47.939-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush Hour</title><content type='html'>Usually when I go to the library, the cubicles are full and I wedge myself into the corner of a back ledge. The bookshelves are pretty much snuggling the ledges and today I sat down and all I could see was the spine of one book: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/features/iamjackiechan/"&gt;I Am Jackie Chan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am standing in the sky on the roof of a glass and  steel office tower in Rotterdam, Holland.  There are twenty-one floors of  air between me and the concrete pavement below.  I am about to do what I do  best.  I am about to jump." - Jackie Chan's ghostwriter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/SAV6ulSBI8I/AAAAAAAAACU/6cJjwpvdEwg/s1600-h/gw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/SAV6ulSBI8I/AAAAAAAAACU/6cJjwpvdEwg/s400/gw1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189689086314619842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Yeah, that &lt;i&gt;Ghostwriter&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm being confronted by this book, I see that there's an e-mail in my Spam folder with the following subject line: "Jackie Chan was taken off in a porno - video." It was from "hector reginald".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what all this means, but I know it means something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4131820041407807065?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4131820041407807065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4131820041407807065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4131820041407807065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4131820041407807065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/crush-hour.html' title='Crush Hour'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/SAV6ulSBI8I/AAAAAAAAACU/6cJjwpvdEwg/s72-c/gw1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29494102272027553.post-5320285486854458531</id><published>2008-04-14T19:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:54:06.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SWF level-headed, pretty smile</title><content type='html'>I've resigned to the fact that I don't really have anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Od1UO9jRC6c&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Od1UO9jRC6c&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to this song a lot on family vacations circa junior high. We were probably driving around Maine or California and I know I burned this album onto a red blank CD.  I used a black sharpie and wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MxPx&lt;br /&gt;-Life in General-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was into dashes for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-5320285486854458531?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/5320285486854458531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=5320285486854458531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5320285486854458531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5320285486854458531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/swf-level-headed-pretty-smile.html' title='SWF level-headed, pretty smile'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-7412856899880587994</id><published>2008-04-11T09:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T09:15:28.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Acres</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up to a rooster. All I gotta say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-7412856899880587994?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/7412856899880587994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=7412856899880587994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7412856899880587994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7412856899880587994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/green-acres.html' title='Green Acres'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-7819195722278676385</id><published>2008-04-09T16:12:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:46:33.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Must Be Paid</title><content type='html'>Now, let me talk about something I know a little about. I don't usually because I either don't want to talk to people obsessed with Broadway (cuz I ain't) and I know my friends don't care (I say that with all kinds of love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R_0j2pjzPdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NBMqPCYqPKU/s1600-h/Cat600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R_0j2pjzPdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NBMqPCYqPKU/s400/Cat600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187341767576600018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone go see &lt;i&gt;Cat on a Hot Tin Roof&lt;/i&gt; with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Southern-American Playwright presents:&lt;br /&gt;TERRENCE HOWARD&lt;br /&gt;JAMES EARL JONES&lt;br /&gt;ANIKA NONI ROSE&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Uh - CLAIR HUXTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think whenever I go to New York in May, I'll just do it do it. I don't usually go for Broadway, but I missed my favorite piece of writing of all time when it was on Broadway (Pinter's &lt;i&gt;The Homecoming&lt;/i&gt; - I'm an idiot), &lt;i&gt;Macbeth&lt;/i&gt; starring Patrick Stewart in the West End, AND when my old Jazz professor was playing guitar in ART's &lt;i&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/i&gt;. James Earl Jones was in one of my dreams reciting Shakespeare a couple months ago, so that's a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; Great American Playwright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you goddamn marry Marilyn Monroe more, Arthur Miller?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R_0pHJjzPfI/AAAAAAAAACM/_KOcKLd8sEk/s1600-h/artmar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R_0pHJjzPfI/AAAAAAAAACM/_KOcKLd8sEk/s400/artmar2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187347548602580466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHITE PLAINS, June 29, 1956 - Marilyn Monroe, film actress, and Arthur Miller, playwright, slipped quietly into the Westchester County Courthouse here tonight and were married by a city judge. Miss Monroe wore a sweater and a skirt and no hat. Mr. Miller wore a blue suit and a white shirt but no tie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The screen star, who is 30 years old, and the Pulitzer Prize-winning dramatist, who is 40, were married at 7:21 P.M. by Judge Seymour Robinowitz in a ceremony that lasted less than five minutes. Mr. and Mrs. Miller then got into their sports car and disappeared into traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This was Miss Monroe's third marriage and Mr. Miller's second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The &lt;i&gt;language&lt;/i&gt; in that article.&lt;br /&gt;"A sweater and a skirt and no hat."&lt;br /&gt;"Wore a blue suit and a white shirt but no tie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't possibly be more currently enthralled with 1950's Americanizmz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-7819195722278676385?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/7819195722278676385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=7819195722278676385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7819195722278676385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/7819195722278676385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/attention-must-be-paid.html' title='Attention Must Be Paid'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R_0j2pjzPdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NBMqPCYqPKU/s72-c/Cat600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29494102272027553.post-4300602000635395786</id><published>2008-04-07T15:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:59:52.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you ride to the left, you will lose your horse, if you ride to the right, you will lose your head.</title><content type='html'>The looming head of summer is a freaking fork in Fayette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stay in Boston and work retail and take two classes (Playwriting and Contemporary Women Playwrights - uh, DOPE) and graduate a semester early. Flip the coin. I could go back to the Northwest Corner and assist in enrolling troubled kids in a "therapeutic" outdoors program and make mad, mad green (assuming I'm hired).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough. Two very polar endeavors and it's blurry at a glance which one will be worth more in the long run. I don't know I don't know I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the &lt;i&gt;Trapped in the Closet&lt;/i&gt; sing along and that was one of the worst decisions I've ever made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4300602000635395786?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4300602000635395786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4300602000635395786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4300602000635395786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4300602000635395786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-you-ride-to-left-you-will-lose-your.html' title='If you ride to the left, you will lose your horse, if you ride to the right, you will lose your head.'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-4688173604808911500</id><published>2008-04-05T22:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:14:29.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Masterpiece Theatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R_g9OubISAI/AAAAAAAAABk/_dAVfYbaI1o/s1600-h/billmiles.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R_g9OubISAI/AAAAAAAAABk/_dAVfYbaI1o/s320/billmiles.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185962294106408962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's as if I'm about to write about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There Will Be Blood&lt;/span&gt; or something. I'm full with that notion that it's been said before and I shouldn't say it another time. I want to, though. Add another layer of redundancy to history, American history, musical history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kind of Blue&lt;/i&gt; is a fucking miraculous balmy driven atmospheric wonder. I think too many words exist to describe it, but then - no, I don't think so. There aren't any that fit right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horns in general, brass, makes me very warm. If I were to sit down and play music, I would want there to be a trumpet to my left. It is, hands down, the most entwining instrument. I like hi-hat in my hip-hop and brass in everything, everything else. If there's a person at the piano, I want that person to be comping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upstairs neighbors are always scraping the floor at high volume. It goes well with this album. Very large brushes, very large snare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=EoAKKN_6Ysk"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=EoAKKN_6Ysk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4688173604808911500?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4688173604808911500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4688173604808911500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4688173604808911500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4688173604808911500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/masterpiece-theatre.html' title='Masterpiece Theatre'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R_g9OubISAI/AAAAAAAAABk/_dAVfYbaI1o/s72-c/billmiles.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29494102272027553.post-4565326572137357790</id><published>2008-04-02T15:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T16:22:43.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Sera Erotic Hurrah</title><content type='html'>My Spanish BF is a small old man that plays a guitar almost the size of his entire body. He can often be found downstairs at the Red Line track in the Park Street station. I make a point to smile at him whenever I see him there because he's one of the only strangers who has ever smiled back and done it with sincerity and maybe a little passion. Certain people look at you and it's just warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been picking through old writings and somehow it's just turned into cutting up and copying and pasting and redirecting meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From something I wrote in 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I fiddle with a display of sports-themed ornaments.  It’s summer and my hand-sweat makes them glisten. Shine like the top of the Chrysler building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let [her] talk.  Because for a time, I’m suspended.  Usually unnecessarily attentive, I’ve thrown myself into the space and time where one person no longer has surroundings.  It’s nice how one bit of insignificant information can throw the most observant person into ultimate self-centeredness, even for a few moments. I am the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;The Father.&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-4565326572137357790?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/4565326572137357790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=4565326572137357790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4565326572137357790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/4565326572137357790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/04/que-sera-erotic-hurrah.html' title='Que Sera Erotic Hurrah'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-6840983918536429957</id><published>2008-03-29T15:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:14:02.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I was trash-talking Walt Whitman last night.</title><content type='html'>And, I guess poetry as a whole. It just rarely, rarely does it for me. But, when it does it for me, it does it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking around for things about the city I'm pretty sure I'm going to when I graduate and I found this Sandburg poem of the same name. I like dirty imagery and the general post-hardcore song lyrics potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hog Butcher for the World,&lt;br /&gt;Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat,&lt;br /&gt;Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler;&lt;br /&gt;Stormy, husky, brawling,&lt;br /&gt;City of the Big Shoulders:&lt;br /&gt;They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys.&lt;br /&gt;And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to kill again.&lt;br /&gt;And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.&lt;br /&gt;And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them:&lt;br /&gt;Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.&lt;br /&gt;Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities;&lt;br /&gt;Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted against the wilderness,&lt;br /&gt;Bareheaded,&lt;br /&gt;Shoveling,&lt;br /&gt;Wrecking,&lt;br /&gt;Planning,&lt;br /&gt;Building, breaking, rebuilding,&lt;br /&gt;Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth,&lt;br /&gt;Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs,&lt;br /&gt;Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle,&lt;br /&gt;Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his ribs the heart of the people, Laughing!&lt;br /&gt;Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-6840983918536429957?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/6840983918536429957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=6840983918536429957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/6840983918536429957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/6840983918536429957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-was-trash-talking-walt-whitman-last.html' title='I was trash-talking Walt Whitman last night.'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-8923682732996848087</id><published>2008-03-28T19:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T19:47:09.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Retahded</title><content type='html'>Uh - so, it's taken me about three years to get around to watching &lt;i&gt;Band of Brothers&lt;/i&gt;. I have no idea why because I like war. A lot. I glorify it as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been pretty flawless so far. Nazis, cigarettes anytime anywhere, trench foot, and apparently, every single dude in WWII was fucking hot. Sups, Ron Livingston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight wrench thrown in the works last night, however. Part 5 begins to come to a close as Easy Company enters the Ardennes Forest in order to engage in the Battle of the motherfucking Bulge and who comes rolling on up to supply the troops with ammunition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guessed it! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jimmy Fallon&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I recognized that abrasive squawk off-screen, I convinced myself it wasn't possible.  Matt breathed "no fucking way" through his teeth and I knew the mini-series was about to become &lt;i&gt;Fever Pitch&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Band of Brothers&lt;/i&gt; is supposed to be on the mantel with the rest of the Hanks/Spielberg based-on-a-true-story cinematic circle jerks (not to say I wouldn't want to be jerked on). Throw Jimmy goddamn Fallon in and a conversation about lack of supplies becomes hilarious. REALLY, THEY COULD HAVE CAST &lt;i&gt;ANYONE&lt;/i&gt; ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KZqByngJBE4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KZqByngJBE4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He debuts at about 4:15 and is only on for about a minute, thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-8923682732996848087?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/8923682732996848087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=8923682732996848087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/8923682732996848087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/8923682732996848087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/03/retahded.html' title='Retahded'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-5179328861365086173</id><published>2008-03-24T19:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:26:54.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tru Confessions</title><content type='html'>So, March, as a month, never really did anything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An out-of-place but welcomed blonde mustache with a nice, healthy sheen walked by me on campus today and I'm not gonna front, I got pretty excited. Then, I realized lots and lots of guys have mustaches during March. This - this being Mustache March - has been going on for awhile now and I never, ever knew. It might be the Vernal Equinox (see: birds/bees) or it might just be me. Regardless, a mustache on a spry young man does not look right, but goddammit, it turns me on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-5179328861365086173?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/5179328861365086173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=5179328861365086173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5179328861365086173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5179328861365086173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/03/tru-confessions.html' title='Tru Confessions'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-1197088878084301215</id><published>2008-03-23T15:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:52:18.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two and a Half Men</title><content type='html'>I haven't seen a legitimate female since Thursday (civilians and small talkers don't count). Even then, that girl was spending her time bumping all flavors of chauvinistic jams and introducing me to &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=46XtszqVmRo"&gt;"I'd Rather"&lt;/a&gt; by Three 6 Mafia. Case in point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if simply NOT interacting with chicks wasn't enough, I spent my Friday night with 9 dudes. xSausagexFestx 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZWZ, Matt, and I sat down for a quick round of Spiderman Monopoly (Monopoly is never quick) last night and I ended up running the damn thing. Bankrupting your ass for stopping by Aunt May's house ($625).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballin at Monopoly made me even more acutely aware of how little I'm actually ballin in the world outside of Parker Brothers. I need a job and I just keep applying and interviewing and hitting walls. Been considering trying to make some change as a living statue in the Common for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a job for me? Know a corner that needs working? Inform, plz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-1197088878084301215?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/1197088878084301215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=1197088878084301215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1197088878084301215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/1197088878084301215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-and-half-men.html' title='Two and a Half Men'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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-29494102272027553.post-5403934534509031017</id><published>2008-03-21T16:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T17:14:26.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That Grey Poupon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R-Qjc-bIR_I/AAAAAAAAABc/Q1EC_6xtm8E/s1600-h/kicks.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R-Qjc-bIR_I/AAAAAAAAABc/Q1EC_6xtm8E/s400/kicks.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180304452083009522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all I want to do ever. Kick piles of money like raked-up leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Works Cited: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=jN1_YZp6mX0"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=jN1_YZp6mX0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29494102272027553-5403934534509031017?l=silt-is.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/feeds/5403934534509031017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29494102272027553&amp;postID=5403934534509031017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5403934534509031017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29494102272027553/posts/default/5403934534509031017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silt-is.blogspot.com/2008/03/that-grey-poupon.html' title='That Grey Poupon'/><author><name>Hayes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09599339573637881538</uri><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fG85cWrI1gY/R-Qjc-bIR_I/AAAAAAAAABc/Q1EC_6xtm8E/s72-c/kicks.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
