<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556</id><updated>2010-03-07T23:57:06.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Dharma</title><subtitle type='html'>Our social commentary is the antidote to your ignorance.</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/atom.xml'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-6204359162180751452</id><published>2010-03-07T23:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:57:06.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog has moved</title><summary type='text'>       This blog is now located at http://therealdigitaldharma.blogspot.com/.       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For feed subscribers, please update your feed subscriptions to       http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/atom.xml.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/6204359162180751452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=6204359162180751452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/6204359162180751452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/6204359162180751452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2010/03/this-blog-has-moved.html' title='This blog has moved'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-354362508849742836</id><published>2010-03-07T23:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:55:21.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academy Awards'/><title type='text'>The Oscars Suck Like The Whores At Its Afterparty</title><summary type='text'>The Academy AwardsTM are currently underway where actors and movie producers self-gratify each other on live TV, letting the entire planet know how great they are because, evidently, being multi-multi-millionaires just isn't enough. So how about I put the Oscars in pespective for all those in attendance at the Kodak Theatre.There were 518 movies released in 2009. Out of those 518, the "Academy" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/354362508849742836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=354362508849742836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/354362508849742836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/354362508849742836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2010/03/oscars-suck-like-whores-at-its.html' title='The Oscars Suck Like The Whores At Its Afterparty'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-2947125542315438802</id><published>2010-02-28T23:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:43:04.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>D'oh, Canada</title><summary type='text'>I was watching the closing ceremonies of the Olympics just now. I was actually double-watching it, I kept switching back and forth between the American and Canadian coverage. If you missed it after Neil no-longer-Young's warbling, the closing consisted mostly of saccarin, self-deprecating rounds of not-very-funny comedy from the likes of William Shatner, Catherine O'hara and Michael J. Fox. What </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/2947125542315438802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=2947125542315438802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2947125542315438802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2947125542315438802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2010/02/doh-canada.html' title='D&apos;oh, Canada'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-3934262243450900307</id><published>2010-02-08T20:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:43:10.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh... Oh, Japan...</title><summary type='text'>Did you know they made a live action version of Go Nagai's "Cutey Honey"? Did you WANT to know? Part of you did but most of you could have probably done without that particular granule of data. Well tough luck, suckers! Not that you've actually watched it of course but by now that part of you is probably wondering "Gee... is it up on Youtube?" The answer would be yes, yes it is:Now, I'm not going</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/3934262243450900307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=3934262243450900307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/3934262243450900307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/3934262243450900307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2010/02/sigh-oh-japan.html' title='Sigh... Oh, Japan...'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-3820464326557802870</id><published>2010-01-29T22:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:15:54.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>This Campaign Was Sponsored By...</title><summary type='text'>I was going to write a post commenting on last week's decision by the U.S. Supreme Court allowing corporations and unions to essentially buy and sell politicians like cattle at an auction, but I am too lazy so here is a video that pretty sums it up:Don't Sell Out, America! from Jordan Peele</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/3820464326557802870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=3820464326557802870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/3820464326557802870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/3820464326557802870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2010/01/this-campaign-was-sponsored-by.html' title='This Campaign Was Sponsored By...'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-2235880540088894065</id><published>2009-12-12T19:10:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:42:34.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They Can Never Be Undone</title><summary type='text'>Star Wars: Episode I The Phantom Menace is the worst movie I have ever had the displeasure to watch in a movie theatre. When I saw it opening day ten years ago I distinctly remember the crowd cheering with a standing ovation during the opening crawl, but during the end credits two people were clapping while everyone else just sat there with a blank stare on their face. I believe we were all in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/2235880540088894065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=2235880540088894065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2235880540088894065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2235880540088894065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/12/they-can-never-be-undone.html' title='They Can Never Be Undone'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-8710817343752004432</id><published>2009-12-09T01:50:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:08:03.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review: Dragon Wars</title><summary type='text'>Dragon Wars (or "D-War") is a terrible movie. And I say that not as a note of criticism but rather out of a sense of disappointment because it shouldn't be. In terms of presentation, D-War is excellent, boasting special effects and costuming on a level far above what should be expected of a B-movie. I even feel akward referring to it as a "B-movie" because again, I can't shake the impression that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/8710817343752004432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=8710817343752004432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/8710817343752004432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/8710817343752004432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/12/movie-review-dragon-war.html' title='Movie Review: Dragon Wars'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-2499747456441689521</id><published>2009-11-07T01:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:13:39.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sooooothing...</title><summary type='text'>It's like putting your brain in a nice warm bath...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/2499747456441689521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=2499747456441689521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2499747456441689521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2499747456441689521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/11/so-sooooothing.html' title='So Sooooothing...'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-4620329779777019118</id><published>2009-10-15T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:38:03.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memorium</title><summary type='text'>RIP, Captain Lou...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/4620329779777019118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=4620329779777019118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/4620329779777019118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/4620329779777019118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/10/in-memorium.html' title='In Memorium'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-5479304697339991116</id><published>2009-07-18T18:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:18:32.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review: Transmorphers</title><summary type='text'>I've now seen the worst movie ever made in the history of film. Yes, that is quite the claim and obviously no, I don't mean in comparison to the millions of home movies and bad sex tapes that are made every year, I'm speaking strictly of movies made by so-called professionals in the hopes of making a profit. What is this movie? Transmorphers.No, that's not a typo, you read it right: TransMORPHers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/5479304697339991116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=5479304697339991116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/5479304697339991116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/5479304697339991116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/07/worst-movie-ever.html' title='Movie Review: Transmorphers'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-3831181342228261472</id><published>2009-06-30T18:33:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:55:27.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toymaker</title><summary type='text'>Many non-Japanophiles wonder why some gaijins become so enamored by Japan. Reason #8972: Japanese toy stores sell incredible things while American toy stores stock Disney vomit labeled Jonas Bros.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/3831181342228261472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=3831181342228261472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/3831181342228261472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/3831181342228261472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/06/toymaker.html' title='The Toymaker'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-4086027384179931660</id><published>2009-06-29T00:43:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:09:22.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review: Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen</title><summary type='text'>I've seen it. I'm pissed. Here we go:I love transformers. LOVE transformers. As far as I'm concerned it's what made my childhood special. It used to share it's place with the Star Wars saga, like the Pillars of Hercules they held aloft my nostalgia with unending strength. George Lucas destroyed one of those pillars with the prequels. Bay took several chunks out of the other with the first live </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/4086027384179931660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=4086027384179931660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/4086027384179931660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/4086027384179931660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/06/movie-review-transformers-2-revenge-of.html' title='Movie Review: Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-2755124775560442920</id><published>2009-06-23T17:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:27:57.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thin Line</title><summary type='text'>Having grown up with artistically inclined individuals my entire life, I know quite well what motivates a person to become a professional artist. Surprisingly, that motivation has been made public in the following piece of art from a series of works by Wilhelm Staehle, who decided to reveal this industry secret:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/2755124775560442920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=2755124775560442920' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2755124775560442920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2755124775560442920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/06/thin-line.html' title='The Thin Line'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-7586261588103527895</id><published>2009-06-02T00:00:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:28:47.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Ya Understand That, Yer Right On, Yer With ME!</title><summary type='text'>How many times in life do you get to meet your heroes? Probably not that often. On Sunday, Zain and I were privileged to meet one of our heroes: Ralph Zavadil aka Cap'n Video, the man who inspired my internet moniker.Who's Cap'n Video? Well for those who don't know, he's that wacky guy in the welding goggles who back in the early 90s used to fill the Friday night void on Niagara's community Cable</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/7586261588103527895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=7586261588103527895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/7586261588103527895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/7586261588103527895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/06/if-ya-understand-that-yer-right-on-yer.html' title='If Ya Understand That, Yer Right On, Yer With ME!'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-9215147673481929638</id><published>2009-05-31T21:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:50:17.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gateway To Another Dumb-mention</title><summary type='text'>So yesterday I watched Stephen King's The Mist and two thoughts occurred to me:1) Where the hell is Gordon Freeman when you need him? And2) Why is it whenever we open a portal to another dimension, we're immediately swamped by innumerable gribbles, predatory horrors and Lovecraftian nightmares given flesh?Are there no herbivores in these other universes? Just once I'd like to see a gateway to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/9215147673481929638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=9215147673481929638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/9215147673481929638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/9215147673481929638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/05/gateway-to-another-dumb-mention.html' title='Gateway To Another Dumb-mention'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-5633033244689777490</id><published>2009-04-29T16:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:00:29.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What, no Goblins?</title><summary type='text'>Here's something I discovered recently: the bible has unicorns in it. That's right. UNICORNS. Not one time either, NINE TIMES, in like six different books! Unicorns... huh.Now what's really interesting is that in all subsequent editions post King James (New Living Translation, American Edition, Amplified Bible, etc) they remove the term "unicorns" and replace it with variations of "ox" (young ox,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/5633033244689777490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=5633033244689777490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/5633033244689777490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/5633033244689777490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/04/what-no-goblins.html' title='What, no Goblins?'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-1476422991821026446</id><published>2009-04-06T18:55:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:54:17.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Rainbow</title><summary type='text'>I was at a local bookstore today picking up a special order and while wandering the aisles waiting for the line at the cashier to thin, I came across a few curious items collecting dust.The first was a rack full of peg warming action figures based on Bibleman; an evangelical Christian childrens show no one cares about. Bibleman himself is a Caucasian American (of course) wearing bright yellow and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/1476422991821026446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=1476422991821026446' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/1476422991821026446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/1476422991821026446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/04/reading-rainbow.html' title='Reading Rainbow'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-2578926272990839155</id><published>2009-04-04T20:14:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:29:33.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review: The Love Guru</title><summary type='text'>62.As you watch The Love Guru and soak up its “comedy”, “dialog”, “characters”, “acting” and “plot” just keep in your mind the number 62. Why? Because this “movie” cost over $62 million American dollars to make. Not $62,000, not $62, not 62 cents, but sixty-two MILLION dollars.Instead of producing a movie that makes the viewer want to punch baby unicorns, $62,000,000 could have bought 72,303 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/2578926272990839155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=2578926272990839155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2578926272990839155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2578926272990839155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/04/movie-review-love-guru.html' title='Movie Review: The Love Guru'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-7604568168473109201</id><published>2009-03-25T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:44:36.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan... You Complete Me</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/7604568168473109201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=7604568168473109201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/7604568168473109201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/7604568168473109201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/03/japan-you-complete-me.html' title='Japan... You Complete Me'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-4057919121205046226</id><published>2009-02-18T04:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:45:45.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People Think I Got The Power...</title><summary type='text'>cuz people... people understands monkeys...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/4057919121205046226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=4057919121205046226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/4057919121205046226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/4057919121205046226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/02/people-think-i-got-power.html' title='People Think I Got The Power...'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-529148718153227094</id><published>2009-02-15T05:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T04:02:05.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds of Silence</title><summary type='text'>Thus far, I haven't said anything about the upcoming summer release of Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen by one Mr. Michael "Cue Bombs" Bay. There's a reason for that: I have had trouble formulating thoughts beyond the word "FUCK".I know little of the plot but if it's anything like the first one, that's not a concern. I DO know I still hate the designs and the new designs even more so. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/529148718153227094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=529148718153227094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/529148718153227094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/529148718153227094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/02/sounds-of-silence.html' title='Sounds of Silence'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-4518141963489041263</id><published>2009-01-11T13:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:12:10.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Literary Allusions</title><summary type='text'>Neil Gaiman is a fantastic writer even if he spends most of his talent in what is probably the poorest written entertainment medium of them all - comic books. His book Coraline was excellent, but this quote from an interview he did in 2005 is that much better:"...Hollywood executives really love the smell of their own urine and what they really like doing is urinating on things. And then going, '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/4518141963489041263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=4518141963489041263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/4518141963489041263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/4518141963489041263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2009/01/literary-allusions.html' title='Literary Allusions'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-1611577210789265247</id><published>2008-12-29T20:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:12:39.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure, You Laugh...</title><summary type='text'>But think about how much fucking MONEY he's made...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/1611577210789265247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=1611577210789265247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/1611577210789265247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/1611577210789265247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2008/12/sure-you-laugh.html' title='Sure, You Laugh...'/><author><name>CapnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144745124274160515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04586482237221342162'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-2828831127057470439</id><published>2008-12-25T02:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:15:05.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change We Can Believe In</title><summary type='text'>As many of our regular readers have noticed, Digital Dharma has no love for Hollywood and its ilk, but this attitude will change beginning February 10, 2009 when the following film hits a direct-to-video rental store near you. Seeing is Believing! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/2828831127057470439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=2828831127057470439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2828831127057470439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/2828831127057470439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2008/12/change-we-can-believe-in.html' title='Change We Can Believe In'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16116556.post-6424994815200858562</id><published>2008-11-30T00:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:41:06.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity is Just a Theory</title><summary type='text'>Thus Sayeth the Lord; "Thy graven images also will I cut off, and thy standing images out of the midst of thee; and thou shalt no more worship the work of thine hands." ~ Micah 5:13</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/6424994815200858562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16116556&amp;postID=6424994815200858562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/6424994815200858562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16116556/posts/default/6424994815200858562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://home.cogeco.ca/~zain/2008/11/gravity-is-just-theory.html' title='Gravity is Just a Theory'/><author><name>Zain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05804414405484589785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11728913377563096874'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>