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Happy Thanksgiving everybody! If you don't celebrate Turkey Day then, happy Winter Harvest.

My friend Dez is a Pagan. She doesn't celebrate the normal Christian holidays. She celebrates the seasons, which, I think, is tottaly cool. Be different, she has purple hair, she's not affraid to be different. That's just who she is.

I'm hungry.

I've been having severe writers block lately. Which is the reason for almost no updates. I feel December is gonna be a doozy of a month. So check back often in December.

My new Sony HDTV comes in Saturday. I'll write a mini-review for sure, once I get it.

The Pumpkin Eaters

Winter has hit B-Town and it's hit it in a very un-nice way, not nice at all. Down right rotten you could say. Why? I'll tell you why.

The day before Halloween it was warm. Nice trick or treating weather. Seeing this, I got my McDonald's McBoo Treat Pails washed out so I could store my virtual pirates bounty of confectionary treats.

But then...

Halloween day was absolutely freezing. Windy and grey is what best describes the hours of 10am to 3pm. How would I describe the rest of the day? Rainy. What the hell? Why, god?! Why would you let your heavenly tears pour down on us during one the most blessed of holidays. Halloween?

Now, it's true that I don't like candy. In fact, I hate most candy. To be blunt, I only eat Three Musketeers and M&M's, sweets and me mix about as well as a oil and vomit, but there's just something so satisfying about going to a strangers house and demanding candy from them. And, failure to deliver a delicious treat would bear horrible and side-splitting tricks. Could you imagine someone taking the whole 'Trick or Treat' thing to literal?

Trick or Treat! What? No treat. Well then, good sir, I shall set your house on fire sir. Hahaha!

Some people really get in to the whole Halloween spirit, and some who you could consider the Halloween equivalent of Ebenezer Scrooge. Once, when I was around eight or nine years old, I went to a house with no lights on and repeatedly rang the bell, like a 3 Musketeers crazed monkey, and was yelled at by the occupants of the house.

"There's no candy here! Get out!" They yelled.

They sure did get a trick that night.

Spam

So a new anit-spam bill gets passed. Though it still allows for some commercial spam to be legal, all false ads are considered illegal. So, major companies can still try to take my money, but "Jim" who runs a spam operation out of his parents basement, puts a subject of something along the lines of "Hey, check this out!" and just has pictures of dogs in cats in various sexual situations. His email is considered wrong and he could get the pants sued off him.

Which is really good idea, n theory, this should cut spam by my guess a third. Half would be wonderful, considering that half of the traffic on the internet is from scummy people sending out spam.

The real draw-back to the bill is that individuals are not allowed to sue the spammers. Larry Lessig had a plan where individuals could sue spammers themselves. Larry is so sure about his plan working that he bet his job that it'll work.

So two days ago, OS X Mail told me that I should switch my junk mail filtering from training to automatic. So I did and everything seems to be working good. Except last night I had a dream that two good pieces of mail got marked as junk.

Scary.

Go-Go A Go-Go

Last night Lila and I had our first 'date' in a long time. What started off as a hectic ended up being really kick ass.

I first had to take some of some stuff:

1. Wash the car.
2. Put gas in said car.
3. Give back Palm Tungsten at Target.
4. Take Vince and Nini to Camelot Park.
5. Take Vince and Nini to Taco Bell.

So after I droped them off to my moms house, I picked up Lila and checked out showtimes for 'Kill Bill'. One of the biggest decisions of the night would be wether we eat before or after the movie. We ate after the movie, but more on that later.

Kill Bill was AMAZING. Simply put, the best movie of the year, maybe even ever. Going into the show I knew it was going to be good, but I was floored at just how much better then I expected. The non-stop action, the superbly simplistic plot, the signature Tarantino book-like story telling. The characters, every one of which is memorable, from The Bride to Hanzo Hattori's assistant at the sushi bar. I just can't describe how much I loved this movie. A ten in my book.

After the movie we ate at Carrows. It was garbage but it was nice just the two of us just talking about the movie and making fun of the people in Carrow. Good times.

OS X 10.3 Panther comes out in 5 days. I'm gonna go pre-order my copy later today at CompUSA. Apple products are hard to find any where else besides CompUSA here in Bakersfield and we don't have an Apple Store. Bummer.

Netflix Fanatic No More.

The author has been forced to stop distributing his absolutley wonderful program, Netflix Fanatic. Read all about it here

Too bad, Gary.

Well, Gary Coleman received 12,683 votes. Finishing a some 3,000 votes vehind Larry Flynt. My canidate, Gerogy Russell recieved 1,946 votes. Surprisingly well for someone who had basically no promotion. Yay Georgy!

I'm just waiting for all the late night jokes to start pouring in. I know Conan O'Brien is a happy man!

House Party

Vince, Nini and Christopher are here at my house.

I dropped my mom and Lila off at the fair and I took the kids. We ate McDonalds, seen a fire across the street from Blockbuster, got Starbucks.

Now we're all playing Tiger Woods PGA Golf 2004.

I'm quite bored. I wish Nini would hurry up and make his character so I can play. Nini sucks!