<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574</id><updated>2011-07-14T18:41:33.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PopScoff</title><subtitle type='html'>Not mocking you, 
&lt;br&gt;But the things you do.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113358273771012805</id><published>2005-12-02T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T21:05:37.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Moving</title><summary type='text'>That is right, PopScoff is moving to its own website now. Please update your bookmarks and keep visiting us at www.popscoff.com. The new site is fairly plain right now, but changes are coming as soon as this semester ends.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.popscoff.com' title='We Are Moving'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113358273771012805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113358273771012805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-are-moving.html' title='We Are Moving'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113324536840575001</id><published>2005-11-29T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T00:02:53.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life in d(rive)</title><summary type='text'>My personal blog has two references to a favourite musician of mine, Brendan Benson. Imagine my surprise when I was loading the dishwasher last night and I hear his song "cold hands, warm heart" on a commercial. I looked up to see an advertisement for a new Ford vehicle. There was also a brief snippet that said "life in d[rive]" which is very close to another song title of his "life in the d." I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113324536840575001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113324536840575001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-in-drive.html' title='life in d(rive)'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113331168590873195</id><published>2005-11-29T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T17:48:05.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Your Average Super Hero</title><summary type='text'>Speaking of the "Super Hero", Last night I was over at these girls' house.  I was not really all  that familiar with any of them as we had just met a little earlier.  We were out for one roommates birthday, and ended up at their house later for cake... You know.  While we were there, they start pulling out blankets cuz its winter.  A few blankets are handed out to  a few of the girls, they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113331168590873195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113331168590873195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-your-average-super-hero.html' title='Not Your Average Super Hero'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113329048874154463</id><published>2005-11-29T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:57:14.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leather Backpack</title><summary type='text'>Who is the genius that invented the leather backpack? What a brilliant use of a dead cow. Nothing complements my black LA Gear hightops like the leather backpack. Here are the top 5 things I keep in my leather backpack. I choose to keep these things because they seems like the types of things that should be found in a leather backpack.1) Yellow Sony Sports Walkman cassette tape player.2) Mix tape</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113329048874154463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113329048874154463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/leather-backpack.html' title='Leather Backpack'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113275799412276265</id><published>2005-11-23T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T08:02:42.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Cruise is a Moron</title><summary type='text'>Tom Cruise just purchased a Sonogram machine for his pregnant girlfriend Katie Holmes. In the linked story, we are told that these machines run from $15,000 to $200,000 US. I am guessing that a man like Tom who is going to buy one of these machines that will be totally useless to his girl, probably dished out for the best one.My wife is an Ultrasound Sonographer. She went to school for 2.5 years </summary><link rel='related' href='http://people.aol.com/people/articles/0,19736,1133541,00.html' title='Tom Cruise is a Moron'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113275799412276265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113275799412276265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/tom-cruise-is-moron.html' title='Tom Cruise is a Moron'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113270618394417212</id><published>2005-11-22T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T18:07:55.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam the Ugliest Dog</title><summary type='text'>The real live Ren, known as Sam the Ugliest Dog, is no longer.RIP you nastly little thing.Previously on PopScoff.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113270618394417212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113270618394417212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/sam-ugliest-dog.html' title='Sam the Ugliest Dog'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113255110252541056</id><published>2005-11-20T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:31:42.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion disasters</title><summary type='text'>I'm no fashionista, but there is one fashion faux pas that really drives me bonkers. I cannot stand to see women wearing nylons with sandals  or open toe shoes. Seriously women, your legs may look tanned, but the seam by your toes gives it all away. If you can't part with your nylons then please, please, please wear closed shoes. And for the men, please don't wear white socks with your black </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113255110252541056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113255110252541056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/fashion-disasters.html' title='fashion disasters'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113229424834149827</id><published>2005-11-17T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:10:48.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Propaganda Music</title><summary type='text'>"If you are going to make propaganda music, you gotta make it good!" This is probably one of the worst songs I have ever heard. I think these guys need to take some lessons from Ashley Simpson. I wonder, how old was the marketing team that thought this would persuade America's youth in their favor?The funny thing is that they are trying to sell this crap on their website. If you really want a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113229424834149827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113229424834149827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/propaganda-music.html' title='Propaganda Music'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113228365934326796</id><published>2005-11-17T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:17:49.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse of the Warrior Princess</title><summary type='text'>In the past week I have had the fortune of attending a couple of concerts that I really enjoyed for the most part.  The first was to see Cuff the Duke as he played with Hawksely Workman.  As you can tell from the fact that Did not create a link for Hawksely, I wasn't that fond of his portion of the act.  Cuff the Duke put on an incredible show.  This past week I also had the pleasure of seeing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113228365934326796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113228365934326796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/curse-of-warrior-princess.html' title='Curse of the Warrior Princess'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113209249395295345</id><published>2005-11-15T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T15:08:13.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opressing the Stash</title><summary type='text'>The following is a comment I posted on Me Vs. the World. It is a blog with only one posting, which happens to be on a topic I hold close to my heart. I thought I would share my comments and views with everyone, so you know where I stand on this sensitive topic.I have found that a properly groomed and developed moustache will not damage my wife's upper lip as the longer it gets, the softer it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113209249395295345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113209249395295345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/opressing-stash.html' title='Opressing the Stash'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113186551480352634</id><published>2005-11-12T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:05:14.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, something to play in my hummer!!!</title><summary type='text'>"Back then they call me K-fed, but you can call me "daddy" instead". No Federline I think I'll continue to refer to you as 'king-dudu head of stinky pants lane"...but for those of you who havn't passed judgement yet, heres a link to download a clip of his dope track which leaked it's way onto the net (like feces through a soggy diaper!!!)  ENJOY!!  It's like Brian Austin Green is happening all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113186551480352634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113186551480352634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally-something-to-play-in-my-hummer.html' title='Finally, something to play in my hummer!!!'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113182668847596161</id><published>2005-11-12T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T13:18:08.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward Part II</title><summary type='text'>Just so Eyun doesn't feel alone in awkward interaction on a Friday night, I'll add on to this. I ventured out to a party with relative strangers last night. I'm getting acquainted with the group that I was meeting up with, when a completely random stranger comes up and begins a conversation with us. I have to give the guy credit for trying but his opening line was "Can I ask you a question?" He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113182668847596161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113182668847596161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/awkward-part-ii.html' title='Awkward Part II'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113181980816179860</id><published>2005-11-12T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T11:23:28.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward</title><summary type='text'>Last night when I was out for dinner in Banff, I went in to use the restroom before leaving. When I got in there, I saw I guy standing at the middle Urinal. I thought to myself, "Why does he have to pee in the middle? Doesn't everyone enjoy a bit of a buffer between them and the guy peeing next to him?" As I got closer, I noticed that the first urinal was out of order, so his position was fully </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113181980816179860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113181980816179860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/awkward.html' title='Awkward'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113175190462041064</id><published>2005-11-11T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:31:44.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...I am thinking... uh... blonde... maybe blue eyes..</title><summary type='text'>This little number is over the top.  I stumbled onto a link to Prussian Blue today. The perfect little blonde haired blue eyed child musicians, singing the praises of white culture, and fallen heroes from better times long gone.  Nothing like a friendly cover to promote your multicultural loathing rants.  Read through the lyrics page, I am almost willing to bet mom and dad must be helping out (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113175190462041064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113175190462041064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-thinking-uh-blonde-maybe-blue.html' title='...I am thinking... uh... blonde... maybe blue eyes..'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113173050566225753</id><published>2005-11-11T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T23:05:55.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad News - Save Our Bluths</title><summary type='text'>For anyone who hasn't heard, Arrested Development is taking another hit. Last year, FOX decided to drop the number of episodes for this season to 18. Now they have decided to drop it to 13. How does this happen to one of the few shows worth watching.Anyway, I did find this site called Save Our Bluths that gives contact info for the shows producers. Take a stand and tell FOX that bad shows such as</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.variety.com/article/VR1117932759?categoryid=14&amp;cs=1&amp;s=h&amp;p=0' title='Bad News - Save Our Bluths'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113173050566225753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113173050566225753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/bad-news-save-our-bluths.html' title='Bad News - Save Our Bluths'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113147731416324738</id><published>2005-11-08T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:15:14.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Gems ... a little creepy?</title><summary type='text'>And now for something a little creepy. While reading Wired magazine, I recently found Life Gems. It is a way to keep the deceased alive and well in your memory, in the form of bling. I see this being a reason for all the gaudy jewelry warn by gangstas, it is kind of like bragging rights.But for the rest of us, it can boil down to creepy sentiments. Yup, get your cremated great aunt's ashes made </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113147731416324738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113147731416324738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-gems-little-creepy.html' title='Life Gems ... a little creepy?'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113139194332794927</id><published>2005-11-07T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:32:23.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Pity the Fool who doesn't have T's sympathy</title><summary type='text'>It should be no secret to some of PopScoff's dedicated readers that I think Lawrence Tureaud is one of the coolest artifacts of Pop Culture from my lifetime. Who is Lawrence Tureaud? You ask. Well, people less aquainted with him as I dream of being know him as Mr. T.Well I recently found this short informal interview with him to be pretty amazing. The Interviewers question is amazing and the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.pauldavidson.net/2005/11/02/mr-t-likes-the-double-shot-espresso/' title='I Pity the Fool who doesn&apos;t have T&apos;s sympathy'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113139194332794927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113139194332794927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-pity-fool-who-doesnt-have-ts.html' title='I Pity the Fool who doesn&apos;t have T&apos;s sympathy'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113131779310396021</id><published>2005-11-06T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T15:58:32.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mason Jennings in Studio</title><summary type='text'>Hey, great news! Mason Jennings is in the studio recording a new record due out early in 2006.  Surprisingly he will be releasing it on an umbrella label of epic called 'Glacial Pace.'  This is the label of Issac Brock, who is of Modest Mouse.  It is a little shocking to see mason recording on anything other than his own label 'imprint', but I am sure it will be the same Mason we all know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113131779310396021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113131779310396021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/mason-jennings-in-studio.html' title='Mason Jennings in Studio'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113131689348392793</id><published>2005-11-06T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T15:41:38.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIngers: Lord of the Fans</title><summary type='text'>Along the same lines as Trekkies, there is now a documentary of Lord of the Rings Fans.  Who is your favorite freak from the Ringers: Lord of the Fans Trailer.  I kinda like Grimlock and his dry spell.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113131689348392793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113131689348392793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/ringers-lord-of-fans.html' title='RIngers: Lord of the Fans'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113118062991181814</id><published>2005-11-05T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:54:09.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Topic of Advertising... Let's Buy Into This Image</title><summary type='text'>If you sit down and think about it, guitar players are a dime a dozen.  It seems like everywhere you go, you don't have to look too far to find a guitar, and find someone that is anxious to play it for you.  I know, I myself fall into this category.  One of the masses, but hey, I enjoy it.  Every once in a while comes an invention that changes the world of guitars for the elite.  An approach that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113118062991181814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113118062991181814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/on-topic-of-advertising-lets-buy-into.html' title='On the Topic of Advertising... Let&apos;s Buy Into This Image'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113099783452653399</id><published>2005-11-02T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:03:54.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Eagle Snowboarding</title><summary type='text'>I was sitting in class the other day and an acquaintance of mine sat in front of me and his shirt caught my eye. It saidAmerican Eagle Snowboarding circa 1977. I have been snowboarding for twelve seasons now and I am pretty sure that AE has not been involved in snowboarding since then. Actually, I am pretty sure the only way they are involved in boarding is through sponsorship of high profile </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113099783452653399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113099783452653399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/american-eagle-snowboarding.html' title='American Eagle Snowboarding'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113087049011026489</id><published>2005-11-01T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:11:22.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks as Dumb as You Sound</title><summary type='text'>No honestly, the sound of your cell phone ring isn't what pushes me over the edge, nope it isn't the obnoxious volume that you have your ringer set at either, not even the fact that you talk loud enough for the whole bus to hear you. It is more along the lines of you that I really detest. Yup, the whole package. The cluelessness of your actions including the "I'm so cool" look on your face when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113087049011026489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113087049011026489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/looks-as-dumb-as-you-sound.html' title='Looks as Dumb as You Sound'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113087043120311545</id><published>2005-11-01T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T11:40:31.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neil Diamond Update</title><summary type='text'>Well the new Neil Diamond album I was talking about is streaming on his myspace site now. So far it sounds pretty good. You know what though, I hate music from myspace sites, it always cuts out a few minutes after changing to another window. I am not there to look at Neil's friends and his blog. I just want to hear the music and continue on with my life. Ahhh, well it is the only way to hear his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113087043120311545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113087043120311545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/11/neil-diamond-update.html' title='Neil Diamond Update'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113073712275423033</id><published>2005-10-30T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T22:38:42.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's gotta hurt!!!</title><summary type='text'>Shocking news from the king and queen of trailer trash. What's that, Federline isn't really that talented?! I think most of us figured that out when we first saw him and mistook him for one of those guys hanging out at a bus stop with a thirteen year old girl in tow. Well federline, there's always guest roles on COPS that you look cut out for... I mean having Britney Spears tell you your music </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113073712275423033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113073712275423033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/thats-gotta-hurt.html' title='That&apos;s gotta hurt!!!'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113073459988158004</id><published>2005-10-30T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:56:39.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstreet Boys Revisted</title><summary type='text'>I thought this was a good follow-up to the Backstreet Lip Sync I posted last week. Music for Kids posted a Ben Gibbard cover of the same song.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-backstreet-boys-album.html' title='Backstreet Boys Revisted'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113073459988158004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113073459988158004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/backstreet-boys-revisted.html' title='Backstreet Boys Revisted'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113061308054456435</id><published>2005-10-29T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T13:11:20.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ratmonster</title><summary type='text'>Warning!For those of you uncomfortable with those folks small in stature, be prepared for a small amount of discomfort (loyal readers from the early days will know who I'm referring to you). I watched this last night, my first night in Provo. The only link I could find on the internet was posted on this blog. Click on ratmonster to watch it. I laughed and laughed and laughed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113061308054456435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113061308054456435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/ratmonster.html' title='Ratmonster'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113060260925468984</id><published>2005-10-29T09:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T10:22:23.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rick Rubin puts on the bling</title><summary type='text'>For anyone not familiar with Rick Rubin, he is the man responsible for producing RUN DMC's Raising Hell and the Beastie Boy's License to Ill. Both of these albums were important to my musical development in the late 80's. More recently Rick Rubin is the one who made Johnny Cash cool . . . again. Cash's American recording sessions done with Rubin recreated the country legend into singer-songwriter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113060260925468984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113060260925468984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/rick-rubin-puts-on-bling.html' title='Rick Rubin puts on the bling'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113044864811213867</id><published>2005-10-27T15:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T15:30:48.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Backstreet Boys Album</title><summary type='text'>I really hope there is another Backstreet Boys album soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113044864811213867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113044864811213867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-backstreet-boys-album.html' title='New Backstreet Boys Album'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113037114355303903</id><published>2005-10-26T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T18:01:49.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beastie Boys - Solid Gold Hits</title><summary type='text'>Much of my younger years was spend devoted to the Beastie Boys. There was a period of time when I would listen to at least an album a day; it was usually Paul's Boutique. So, my mind was intrigued when I saw they had a new album released called SOLID GOLD HITS. Then I thought about it - 2 of their last three albums have been "best of" albums and the anthology was fairly complete. I see no reason </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113037114355303903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113037114355303903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/beastie-boys-solid-gold-hits.html' title='Beastie Boys - Solid Gold Hits'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113030216750495520</id><published>2005-10-25T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:53:14.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>C'mon... It's Bling!</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so part two of the previously mentioned party.  It was a treat.  Upon inspecting the onslaught of toques that descended onto the party I was caught a little off guard.  I don't know why, it shouldn't have caught me off guard, but it did.  Shining out underneath the white toque that was the current target of our conversation, was the largest piece of ice I have seen in a long time.  Maybe I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113030216750495520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113030216750495520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/cmon-its-bling.html' title='C&apos;mon... It&apos;s Bling!'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113030005119096780</id><published>2005-10-25T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:26:35.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two "must have's" on my top ten list...</title><summary type='text'>Cruising through a series of links off the "Gear Factor" on wired online I came across these must have accessories.  The first I hope makes its cameo on arrested development by some arch rival of G.O.B.'s.  It will most likely be some small statured Robotech fanatic that was under the impression this too transformed into a plane.  Anyway, this Human Transporter even tops the Segway in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113030005119096780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113030005119096780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/two-must-haves-on-my-top-ten-list.html' title='Two &quot;must have&apos;s&quot; on my top ten list...'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-113021489997336786</id><published>2005-10-24T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T16:07:43.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>doin' it in style</title><summary type='text'>You're standing in front of your mirror on Saturday night and ready to go to that happenin' party with lots of lovely ladies.  You're missing something... but what accessory will make this a killer outfit? Oh that toque (beanie for our American readers) with the brim would be perfect.  Just read what The Beat LA has to say. "Beanies with Brims are the best combination of two great things since </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113021489997336786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/113021489997336786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/doin-it-in-style.html' title='doin&apos; it in style'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112986803551975902</id><published>2005-10-20T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:13:55.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you get onto this R&amp;D team</title><summary type='text'>To what ends will people go to justify the augmentation.  I saw this on stereogum a little while ago and had to search the article out.  I don't know what to say, except by that time, I am sure we will be beyond mp3, and hopefully breast implants.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112986803551975902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112986803551975902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-do-you-get-onto-this-rd-team.html' title='How do you get onto this R&amp;D team'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112986744038948267</id><published>2005-10-20T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:04:00.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic...</title><summary type='text'>Today I got a link from a friend to check out Pathetic Geek Stories.  I loved the premise.  People reminiscing about those embarassing moments, that we can laugh about now, but...  anyway.  Here they are in the ultimate collection, and as if they couldn't be more embarassing.  They are now immortalized in a gallery, in comic form.  The center comic in the picture was at the end of the link that I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112986744038948267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112986744038948267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic...'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112985853314869560</id><published>2005-10-20T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T19:37:14.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Pants</title><summary type='text'>PopScoff reader, Cobra Strike sent me the link to this ebay auction. Here is a piece of it. It is worth checking out the link as the comments are pretty good."You are bidding on a mistake."We all make mistakes. We date the wrong people for too long. We chew gum with our mouths open. We say inappropriate things in front of grandma."And we buy leather pants."I can explain these pants and why they </summary><link rel='related' href='http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayIsapI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=8335653541' title='Nice Pants'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112985853314869560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112985853314869560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/nice-pants.html' title='Nice Pants'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112985252859164703</id><published>2005-10-20T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T17:55:28.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip you the bird...</title><summary type='text'>This was posted on my little brother's blog (jlphotoblog) and just wanted to pass it on. Andrew Bird is one talented man. If you haven't already, enjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112985252859164703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112985252859164703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/flip-you-bird.html' title='Flip you the bird...'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112973113797779399</id><published>2005-10-19T07:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T08:12:18.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kutcher's new pilot</title><summary type='text'>Ashton Kutcher has a new sitcom that he is producing the pilot for. 30 Year Old Grandpa is a story about a younger man who marries an older woman. Hmm, sounds a little too familiar and obvious for my likes.Speaking of sitcoms, on Sunday I saw a bit of some bad sitcom featuring which ever Belushi that is not dead. It was even worse than Kelly Ripa's sitcom. I then realized there are shows that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112973113797779399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112973113797779399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/kutchers-new-pilot.html' title='Kutcher&apos;s new pilot'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112952796445380428</id><published>2005-10-16T23:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:46:23.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boppers Grown Up</title><summary type='text'>This is what happens when teenie boppers grow up and never quite get over their teen idol infatuations. I mean, I don't know how many documentaries about Debbie Gibson and Paula Abdul I have tried to make. I just don't have the dedication I guess.But honestly, a band like Hanson? Those guys had maybe 5 minutes of fame, why would somebody try to revisit their glory a decade later?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112952796445380428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112952796445380428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/boppers-grown-up.html' title='Boppers Grown Up'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112952765011852632</id><published>2005-10-16T23:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:41:49.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How did this movie pass me by?</title><summary type='text'>Product placement in movies and t.v. are rampant... but I still wish I saw this movie. Guess I'll see if my local blockbuster has it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112952765011852632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112952765011852632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-did-this-movie-pass-me-by.html' title='How did this movie pass me by?'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112948303583206488</id><published>2005-10-16T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T11:17:15.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Showbiz Swinger</title><summary type='text'>It looks like Rick Moranis is finished with acting. I didn't even really notice his lack of presence in the industry over the past 10 years. But he has moved on to greener pastures. He has just released a country album. I can't see this being much more than a quirky novelty album.It seems to me like an actor gone recording artist is such a bad idea (Shatner's last album excluded). All one has to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112948303583206488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112948303583206488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-showbiz-swinger.html' title='Another Showbiz Swinger'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112939935313052008</id><published>2005-10-15T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T15:24:13.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuff the Duke - live show</title><summary type='text'>We went to the Cuff The Duke show last night. For anyone who hasn't checked them out yet, do it. They are a Canadian band that deserves more attention. Full of talent, and have an original sound that includes some well done instrumental pieces. Anyway they played with The Old Soul who came back on stage at the end of the night for a wicked 10 minute jam session that included 11 people, tons of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112939935313052008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112939935313052008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/cuff-duke-live-show.html' title='Cuff the Duke - live show'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112939464052376169</id><published>2005-10-15T10:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T10:49:45.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Pop-up Ad Ever</title><summary type='text'>This morning I woke up to a beautiful day.  I realized that I have half of the voice that I lost this past week back.  I had a waffle that was absolutely perfect.  And I stumbled across a pop up ad for FRIENDSAND.COM.  The voice was like an angel, informing of my limited time offer (according to the counter on the bottom, which when it runs out, starts all over again.  Just for me) to have access</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112939464052376169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112939464052376169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/greatest-pop-up-ad-ever.html' title='Greatest Pop-up Ad Ever'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112930341937059182</id><published>2005-10-14T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T09:53:59.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't brainwashing sweet?</title><summary type='text'>I've been holding my tongue for over a week on this one... but I'm just so excited that I can't any longer. It is so fabulous that Katie and Tom are expecting a child. It's a miracle! Oh you skeptics... Tom wasn't able to have children with his two ex-wives, hence the miracle. All he needed was a young, impressionable starlet and bam! Forget the rumours of sperm donation or that Katie is merely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112930341937059182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112930341937059182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/isnt-brainwashing-sweet.html' title='isn&apos;t brainwashing sweet?'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112921152349602329</id><published>2005-10-13T07:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T07:53:02.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven Segal Kicks Back</title><summary type='text'>Steven Segal has come out of the "where is he now" file and has made a new energy drink. Who decided to help him with this? Hope fully we can see a whole line of washed up energy drinks from the likes of Jean-Claude Van Damme and Chuck Norris.Steven Segal is also trying to be a bit more like David Hasselhof (why don't we give him a drink too) and has a European release of an album called Songs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112921152349602329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112921152349602329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/steven-segal-kicks-back.html' title='Steven Segal Kicks Back'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112915935957343117</id><published>2005-10-12T17:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T17:27:30.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Discreet on the Street</title><summary type='text'>In light of recent death threats I reconsidered my position and am posting my recent creation on popscoff as well as my blog.You worked hard, scrimped and saved, and now you finally own your iPod.Why not let everyone know it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112915935957343117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112915935957343117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/discreet-on-street.html' title='Discreet on the Street'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112909566725870664</id><published>2005-10-11T23:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:41:07.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables</title><summary type='text'>So Ashley Simpson, after suffering a couple huge humiliations last year decided to go back and face her demon known as Saturday Night Live. This time however, it appears there were some conditions.1) A Piano was used. Was this not a little too obvious. "Look guys, this time I have a piano. I am really singing, and the band is really playing.2) The drummer wanted protection from flying fruit. That</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112909566725870664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112909566725870664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/fresh-fruit-for-rotting-vegetables.html' title='Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112908150946490876</id><published>2005-10-11T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:18:53.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Stevens to Yusuf Islam</title><summary type='text'>Bit by bit, I have been watching the Cat Stevens to Yusuf Islam special from VH1's Behind the Music. I recently found it on torrentspy and highly advise going in search of this special. It was really touching and good to see someone who at one point had the world in his hands and turned his back on it, but still does so much good. In a day full of self absorbed celebrities, this type of high </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112908150946490876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112908150946490876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/cat-stevens-to-yusuf-islam.html' title='Cat Stevens to Yusuf Islam'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112883410723159687</id><published>2005-10-08T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:01:47.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Designs</title><summary type='text'>I just made a new t-shirt for my cafepress.com store. check it out</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112883410723159687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112883410723159687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-designs.html' title='New Designs'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112862206857126409</id><published>2005-10-06T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:11:53.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Rick Mercer, but Australian</title><summary type='text'>It seems like Rick Mercer's Talking to Americans isn't the only show out there aimed at making Americans look ignorant. I just found some footage of an Australian guy* doing a similar thing. It is pretty amazing that both of these guys are able to find people like this.*This clip has a little bit of language.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112862206857126409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112862206857126409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/like-rick-mercer-but-australian.html' title='Like Rick Mercer, but Australian'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112863727509267812</id><published>2005-10-06T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:21:15.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I sold my soul to the devil</title><summary type='text'>I just sold myself out and did the type of thing I mocked in my very first post. In the name of greed for a new ipod I sent my friends an email sharing this new marketing site that by signing up for a trial promotion and then getting friends to sign up for promotions you can get a free ipod nano. Then they have the opportunity to do the same thing over again in classic pyramid scheme style. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112863727509267812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112863727509267812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-sold-my-soul-to-devil.html' title='I sold my soul to the devil'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112862135341810015</id><published>2005-10-06T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:28:37.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho - but in a good way</title><summary type='text'>For those who enjoyed the previous skewed trailer for The Shining, here are a couple more:Titanic - The Horror versionPsycho - Crazy in love?West Side Story - A musicalEnjoi!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112862135341810015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112862135341810015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/psycho-but-in-good-way.html' title='Psycho - but in a good way'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112853429827557798</id><published>2005-10-05T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T11:45:40.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooting around town</title><summary type='text'>Remember when those scooters came out and were all the rage for kids? I remember looking at them longingly and thinking "that would have been way more efficient than my old pogo ball." Well yesterday I saw a grown woman bucking the trend. Yup, she was riding her lil' scooter down a busy sidewalk in the city. Perhaps her blue streaked hair was part of her scooter girl image... I'm not sure. As I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112853429827557798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112853429827557798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/scooting-around-town.html' title='Scooting around town'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112848856248914314</id><published>2005-10-04T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:02:42.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Dave on Arrested Development</title><summary type='text'>I don't think I have publicly admitted it in recent years, but when I was younger the highlight of Friday nights for me was watching the Super Dave Osborne show. It didn't get any better than that. I even had a nike t-shirt with him on it. I believe it said, "I think I broke my brain." Oh Dave you were so funny.What a wonderful surprise when I was watching this weeks Arrested Development and who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112848856248914314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112848856248914314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/super-dave-on-arrested-development.html' title='Super Dave on Arrested Development'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112840329528343732</id><published>2005-10-03T22:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:26:05.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>becoming a target?</title><summary type='text'>During an internet perusal I came across this quote from Mel Brooks "We mock what we are to be." I'm wondering if this is a prophetic statement or merely an amusing anecdote from a comic. If it is indeed a prophecy that means that in a few years I (and fellow bloggers) will dress like a ridiculous star, carry my pooch around, buy copious amounts of skate clothes, make sure everyone can see that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112840329528343732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112840329528343732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/becoming-target.html' title='becoming a target?'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112838300652949309</id><published>2005-10-03T17:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T17:43:26.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie: the new alternative</title><summary type='text'>This proves that Indie is going the road of Alternative in the 90's. After all, the video game industry is the new Hollywood. That means this VG soundtrack is a pretty big deal.Or, maybe Indie covers are going to be the punk covers of this decade. It seems to me like this soundtrack is just a Me First and the Gimme Gimme's rip off. I feel like this has all been done before. Soon we will probably </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112838300652949309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112838300652949309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/indie-new-alternative.html' title='Indie: the new alternative'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112835211027242943</id><published>2005-10-03T08:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:08:30.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And Out Come The Wolves</title><summary type='text'>A couple years ago I was given this wolf shirt for Christmas. I felt a little weird about it at the time but have since come to understand the value of this shirt. The reason I like it so much now is because everyone is so worried about image and portraying themselves so that people they don't know will be able to know what type of person they are. The idea is that people will respect them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112835211027242943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112835211027242943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-out-come-wolves.html' title='And Out Come The Wolves'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112827786845196515</id><published>2005-10-02T12:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T12:31:08.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thumbsucker</title><summary type='text'>Last night Seanaria hooked Ninjutation and I up with tickets to Thumbsucker at the film festival. I was pretty excited to see it as it was said to be this years Napoleon Dynamite. I saw Napoleon 3 times last year before it hit the theatres and quite enjoyed it in its brief cult hey-day. I was hoping to get some of the same satisfaction from this one.Thumbsucker was good, but way different from ND</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112827786845196515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112827786845196515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/thumbsucker.html' title='Thumbsucker'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112819281762240904</id><published>2005-10-01T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T12:55:54.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shining Happy People</title><summary type='text'>Watch this feel good trailer for 1980's horror flick The Shining. It is very well done.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112819281762240904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112819281762240904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/10/shining-happy-people.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Shining&lt;/i&gt; Happy People'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112810057204525040</id><published>2005-09-30T11:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T11:16:12.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>attack of the pods</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so it seems that the ipod et al. has been a forum for discussion on popscoff over recent days, weeks and months. Because I have a need to conform and feel included (perhaps dating back to events in grade four... but I digress), I thought I would jump on the bandwagon.Check out this spoof on ifilm. If you haven't seen the nano ads, you'll likely not get the humour in this.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112810057204525040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112810057204525040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/attack-of-pods.html' title='attack of the pods'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112803062631864344</id><published>2005-09-29T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T15:50:26.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvey Danger</title><summary type='text'>Harvey Danger has embraced the digital age. Their new album is available as a free download on their website. They are doing it for a number of reasons you can read about here. I haven't listened to HD yet. They were at Bumbershoot and I never saw them. Anyway, I am going to give them a listen and if I like donate to the cause because I think it is good to musicians stand up to record labels and </summary><link rel='related' href='http://harveydanger.com/' title='Harvey Danger'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112803062631864344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112803062631864344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/harvey-danger.html' title='Harvey Danger'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112801692944122560</id><published>2005-09-29T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T12:02:09.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oodles of Poodles</title><summary type='text'>Poodles are like chips, you can't have just one!I prefer this one:Poodle are like noodles, as a side-dish or just for fun!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.poodles.net/' title='Oodles of Poodles'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112801692944122560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112801692944122560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/oodles-of-poodles.html' title='Oodles of Poodles'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112800365407800733</id><published>2005-09-29T07:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T08:20:57.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cult of Potty</title><summary type='text'>So I just read that a girl in Moldova wanted the new Harry Potter book really bad. The problem was that the book was unavailable in Moldova and since Moldova is the poorest country in Europe (wikipedia), her family could not afford to have it shipped there.The Answer? Why not borrow a friends version and spend your summer copying it out by hand. Now this, to me, seems excessive. I have not read </summary><link rel='related' href='http://news.bbc.co.uk/cbbcnews/hi/newsid_4270000/newsid_4275100/4275114.stm' title='Cult of Potty'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112800365407800733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112800365407800733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/cult-of-potty.html' title='Cult of Potty'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112795379349655789</id><published>2005-09-28T18:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T18:31:50.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Name That Mug</title><summary type='text'>I just want to see who can name this mug. Give it your best shot.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112795379349655789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112795379349655789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/name-that-mug.html' title='Name That Mug'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112785763096270218</id><published>2005-09-27T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:54:29.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>is this OK?</title><summary type='text'>Continuing on in my role at popscoff as informer of all that is useless and all that is celebrity, I introduce you to OK! Magazine. This mag differs from other rags, such as People, US, and In Touch, in that they not only pay celebrities for interviews (see article) but they also give the celebs last say regarding the pictures and text. Although it has been a popular magazine in Britain for some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112785763096270218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112785763096270218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-this-ok.html' title='is this OK?'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112784558770395052</id><published>2005-09-27T12:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T14:25:22.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY IPOD</title><summary type='text'>I found a cool article in wired on making your own iPod."So, being a huge music nosher but not wanting to become a black silhouette plugged into the matrix via white wires in my ears, I decided to build my own."I thought it was interesting. They may not be the prettiest, and they may not hold as much as an iPod but the idea is great.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://wired-vig.wired.com/news/technology/0,1282,68959,00.html?tw=rss.TEK' title='DIY IPOD'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112784558770395052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112784558770395052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/diy-ipod.html' title='DIY IPOD'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112784471629905822</id><published>2005-09-27T11:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T12:11:56.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Parking Lot Wars</title><summary type='text'>I had an experience at the beginning of the summer which, I will warn you, did not make me look good. In fact I feel like a bit of a fool for it.I was leaving downtown on a street that was single lane. The person leading the exodus was driving way under the speed limit and annoying everyone in the line. The guy behind me, lets call him matt, started honking. Eventually, this road passes some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112784471629905822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112784471629905822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/parking-lot-wars.html' title='Parking Lot Wars'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112766920701259860</id><published>2005-09-25T11:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T11:26:47.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arcade Fire Finally Ignites This Listener</title><summary type='text'>Dare I say it? I know there are many of you out there that really enjoy Arcade Fire, admittedly I am not one of them. Its not that I dislike them or harbour any ill fealings towards them, I'm just not totally sold. I recently have taken interest in the band though, no not through the works of Arcade Fire but through the band's side project  Bell Orchestre . I find it less moody and more along the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112766920701259860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112766920701259860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/arcade-fire-finally-ignites-this.html' title='Arcade Fire Finally Ignites This Listener'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112743976398277541</id><published>2005-09-22T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T19:44:38.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>all good things must come to an end</title><summary type='text'>Citing fraud, Renee Zellweger is seeking an annulment from her country singer husband, Kenny Chesney. I wonder what sort of fraud he committed... here are my three guesses:1. After they were married and he took his ridiculous cowboy hat off, she realized he was completely bald. Up to that point he had led her to believe he had luscious locks (duh... that's why they wear cowboy hats).2. Renee </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112743976398277541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112743976398277541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='all good things must come to an end'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112742692946611817</id><published>2005-09-22T16:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T17:42:53.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Oscar</title><summary type='text'>www.imoscar.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112742692946611817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112742692946611817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-oscar.html' title='I&apos;m Oscar'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112742480365391634</id><published>2005-09-22T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:42:57.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumvertising</title><summary type='text'>I don't know if any of you caught The Daily Show the other night with the bit on Bumvertising. What an amazing concept. You realize that companies spend hundreds of thousands of dollars every year on billboard advertising that just sits waiting for your attention. It is a revolutionary concept to hire bums to do your advertising for you. For about $3.00 per shift you can hire yourself a billboard</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112742480365391634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112742480365391634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/bumvertising.html' title='Bumvertising'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112726698450117559</id><published>2005-09-20T19:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:57:16.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>look at the fur on me</title><summary type='text'>Paris has got one, so does Hillary... even Mama Britney's got the fashion accessory of the year.That's right, I'm taking about those flea infested beasts that weigh less than 10 pounds. Don't get me wrong, I love dogs... but when they can be held in your arms for extended periods of time they seem more akin to rats or cats, both of which I despise. In the last week I've seen three dogs taking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112726698450117559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112726698450117559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/look-at-fur-on-me.html' title='look at the fur on me'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112726030900231325</id><published>2005-09-20T17:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T17:55:02.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gutter Punks</title><summary type='text'>I have always loved folky-bluesy-whatever melodies straight from the gutter. I think it started with my discovery of Shane MacGowan and the Pogues, fueled by Tom Waits, and accompanied by the odd Wesley Willis tune here and there, and always accompanied by the likes of Mike Ness and Social Distortion.  I really don't know why.  I don't think that completely identify with thier songs, but I just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112726030900231325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112726030900231325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/gutter-punks.html' title='Gutter Punks'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112724053286580367</id><published>2005-09-20T11:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T14:05:53.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio Voyueristic Tendancies</title><summary type='text'>I am a voyuer of sorts, not in the sense of a pervert looking into peoples windows but as an audiophile peeking into others music selections. It helps me to feel better about myself.One of the things I love about iTunes is the ability to share playlists. Right now I am in the library listenting to Roots Manuva from my own playlist and quite enjoying it. When I first open iTunes however, I always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112724053286580367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112724053286580367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/audio-voyueristic-tendancies.html' title='Audio Voyueristic Tendancies'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112723813584896054</id><published>2005-09-20T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T11:42:15.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuff the Duke</title><summary type='text'>Last year I heard a little bit of Cuff the Duke and liked what I heard. They are a Canadian Alt. Country band and I think they are worth checking out. If you will be in the Calgary area on Oct 14, they will be at the Liberty Lounge. Tix are only $10. Those who are not local may want to check the band out anyway as I have liked what I have heard so far.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112723813584896054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112723813584896054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/cuff-duke.html' title='Cuff the Duke'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112716145932901901</id><published>2005-09-19T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T14:36:30.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Raw-Kit-Ship</title><summary type='text'>I came across an article in Wired magazine, that could have easily been in the Weekly World News by the way it was written.  It was soley about Settling Mars.  It is regarding a company called 4Frontiers' efforts to head  up a tourist site on earth for mars, and ultimately a settlement on the red planet itself.By far my favorite parts involves the great contributions they will have towards </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.songlyricscollection.com/d/The%20Dead%20Milkmen/Bucky%20Fellini/Rocketship%20lyrics.htm' title='Raw-Kit-Ship'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112716145932901901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112716145932901901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/raw-kit-ship.html' title='Raw-Kit-Ship'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112706941801000339</id><published>2005-09-18T12:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T00:35:27.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to Nada Surf</title><summary type='text'>I really enjoy Nada Surf!.They are a band that I feel was unfairly spit out by the public and the labels because of the unfortunate time they emerged in main stream media. They were grouped into a passing scene, an alternative gold rush if you will, that ended and in doing so left Nada Surf next to the Spin Doctors in peoples record collections. Nada Surf now is signed to Barsuk records, thats </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112706941801000339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112706941801000339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/listen-to-nada-surf.html' title='Listen to Nada Surf'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112699174223107766</id><published>2005-09-17T15:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T15:15:42.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang those boys can move!!!</title><summary type='text'>Backstreet boys beware, the high class world of ultra-choreographed dance sequences is trickling down to the peasants. The low-fi example of this can be seen in this video by 'okgo', a band I have enjoyed of late! Other stuff I've been listening too: Bloc Party, The Notwist, Nada Surf, Cloud Cult, Pinback and the Lucksmiths.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112699174223107766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112699174223107766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/dang-those-boys-can-move.html' title='Dang those boys can move!!!'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112699143837354380</id><published>2005-09-17T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T15:11:13.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not a matter of fashion</title><summary type='text'>I have such mixed feelings about the iPod. Being a huge music fan and a long-time Mac user, there is really no better alternative for listening to music. I have fallen for apple's marketing and use itunes whenever I listen to music, thus the iPod makes perfect sense. Shortly, I too will probably be sporting my whole CD collection in my pocket. I look forward to that.I won't however, be keeping up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112699143837354380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112699143837354380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-not-matter-of-fashion.html' title='It&apos;s not a matter of fashion'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112692700548360894</id><published>2005-09-16T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:17:19.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Bigger Better?</title><summary type='text'>For those who use the safety-first excuse for driving big vehicles (when we know they just want to keep up with the Jones'), the results are out and they are wrong. Maybe even dead wrong. In a recent study, a Ford F150 and a Mini Cooper were driven into brick walls at 40 mph. The results were surprising. Apparently size isn't all that matters, so there is no need for a bigger vehicle. What </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.bridger.us/2002/12/16/crashtestingminicoopervsfordf150' title='Is Bigger Better?'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112692700548360894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112692700548360894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-bigger-better.html' title='Is Bigger Better?'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112691401204015973</id><published>2005-09-16T17:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T22:27:11.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><summary type='text'>This is for all the lovers out there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112691401204015973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112691401204015973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112682757092589630</id><published>2005-09-15T17:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:25:34.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My vote is on Tihana!!</title><summary type='text'>With all the negative press recently for reality TV on this blog I was starting to loose faith. Then out of a dark corner crawls this jem. Problem is its not in english. The show is based around 7 sheep, each week viewers vote on a sheep to be thrown out of the house. At that point the ejected sheep is either adopted by a viewer or you guessed it...mutton chops!! The best part of the whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112682757092589630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112682757092589630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-vote-is-on-tihana.html' title='My vote is on Tihana!!'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112679116388572785</id><published>2005-09-15T07:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T07:36:49.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh baby, baby</title><summary type='text'>In my continued disdain for the spears, nee federline clan... I'm announcing their newest arrival. Baby boy Preston. How could his name be so normal? Well, this is only the unofficial name. There is still hope for a ludicrous celebrity child name. I'm personally hoping they do one of those combo mom/dad names, such as Briven or Kevnity. Or maybe they can follow in Chris and Gweny's shoes and name</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112679116388572785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112679116388572785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-baby-baby.html' title='oh baby, baby'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112674274075411719</id><published>2005-09-14T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:05:40.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BikerFox</title><summary type='text'>Seanaria, in recent acts of random linking stumbled upon something that was pure gold without even realizing it. Upon further exploration of one of his links I found the power of BikerFox. This site features the best of everything Tulsa, OK has to offer. Skullets, Spandex, bike crashes and dancing videos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112674274075411719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112674274075411719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/bikerfox.html' title='BikerFox'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112665477918472655</id><published>2005-09-13T16:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:16:57.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Vinny, how could you?</title><summary type='text'>In the world of graffiti writing there is a term for those that imitate others work without giving the original artist the credit that they deserve. The phonies are called "Biters". "Biters" have no respect for the art and do it for selfish reasons rather than for the joy of creating. This kind of identity theft is not limited to the visual arts and runs rampid in the world of entertainment. J-Lo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112665477918472655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112665477918472655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-vinny-how-could-you.html' title='Oh Vinny, how could you?'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112658347925996128</id><published>2005-09-12T21:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:53:08.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my superfluous sixteenth birthday</title><summary type='text'>I'm here in Boston for a week, which means I am graced by shows on MTV and VH1, something not aired in Canada. This evening I was channel surfing when I came upon the most maddening show on MTV. It is entitled My Super Sweet Sixteen. I watched the show out of pure hatred for all that it represented. It followed a girl as her parents overindulged her just because she was turning sixteen... aww, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112658347925996128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112658347925996128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-superfluous-sixteenth-birthday.html' title='my superfluous sixteenth birthday'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112639582788384666</id><published>2005-09-10T17:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T17:43:47.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackalicious - The Craft (torrent)</title><summary type='text'>The new Blackalicious album is coming out on Sept. 27. I found a torrent file for it and it dowloaded pretty fast. I am giving it the first listen now. Here is hoping it is good.Blackalicious - The Craft (torrent file*)For those who aren't familiar with torrents, you will need to also go to Bit Torrent and download their program for this file to be useful.For those who refuse embrace technology, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112639582788384666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112639582788384666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/blackalicious-craft-torrent.html' title='Blackalicious - The Craft (torrent)'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112638236738925642</id><published>2005-09-10T13:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:00:12.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Superficial Site</title><summary type='text'>The writer on blank"&gt;this website is really funny at times... like the carrot top story.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112638236738925642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112638236738925642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/superficial-site.html' title='Superficial Site'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112634245675641183</id><published>2005-09-10T02:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T02:54:16.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry Like the Wolf</title><summary type='text'>For those on this blogs list who were at bumbershoot this past weekend, here is a link to a really rough recording of the Death Cab For Cutie, Mike Doughty, and Daniel Handler (Lemony Snickett) cover of Duran Duran's Hungry Like The Wolf.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://students.washington.edu/joshbis/mp3temp/dcfc_hungrylikethewolf.mp3' title='Hungry Like the Wolf'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112634245675641183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112634245675641183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/hungry-like-wolf.html' title='Hungry Like the Wolf'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112634107653149989</id><published>2005-09-10T02:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T02:32:26.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Devendra Banhart</title><summary type='text'>I stumbled on Devendra Banharts new video I Feel Just Like a Child today.  This video is worth checking out.  Saying that it is bizarre won't even prepare you for the video.  It is like an early seventies mind liberation video with a hint of Michel Gondry.  If that doesn't do it for ya, then... maybe seeing Devendra in blue ginch is more your thing.  Ahhh it's all there.  Check it out</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.xlrecordings.com/devendrabanhart/' title='Devendra Banhart'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112634107653149989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112634107653149989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/devendra-banhart.html' title='Devendra Banhart'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112632937696169687</id><published>2005-09-09T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:56:44.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Okkervil Summer</title><summary type='text'>I have listened to a lot of Okkervil River this summer. The musical pinnacle of the summer was probably when I saw them perform this past Monday at Bumbershoot. Let me tell you, I have fallen in love with this band of misfits.I first heard them on a live performance on KEXP this summer. On top of enjoying their music, I thought their performance was quite amusing. They goofed around the whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112632937696169687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112632937696169687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/okkervil-summer.html' title='Okkervil Summer'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112632459415691966</id><published>2005-09-09T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T22:02:25.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangers and Mash</title><summary type='text'>This post is kind of a good, the bad and the ugly type thing. First the good. Those of you who are fans of mashed classics will enjoy a chap by the name of "Party Ben". With a great ear for consistencies he combines 2 tracks, often a hit from the 80's and a recent pop track. Though the song choices are sometimes questionable, I gotta commend him on the skill and overall smoothness of it. It's a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112632459415691966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112632459415691966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/bangers-and-mash.html' title='Bangers and Mash'/><author><name>Seaneria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01014185517791119887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos22.flickr.com/29141767_4b0012e88d_m.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112620323935530817</id><published>2005-09-08T12:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T12:13:59.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Old 97's Live Album</title><summary type='text'>Rhett Miller and crew are releasing a new double-disc live album. Here is a song for you to go and listen to. Thanks to Stereogum.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112620323935530817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112620323935530817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-old-97s-live-album.html' title='New Old 97&apos;s Live Album'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112619993635656062</id><published>2005-09-08T11:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T12:07:53.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Afraid I am Getting Old</title><summary type='text'>Well, the hiatus is back off, again. I have been temporarily unavailable as a bunch of us went down to Seattle last weekend for Bumbershoot. How was it you ask? Thanks for asking. It was pretty rad. I will post some pictures of some of the cool stuff at a later time and date. Right now I have more important things to share with you.We went to the EMP Sky Church (probably my favorite venue of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112619993635656062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112619993635656062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/afraid-i-am-getting-old.html' title='Afraid I am Getting Old'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112599783427733719</id><published>2005-09-06T02:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T03:10:34.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brothers Who Killed A Million Babies</title><summary type='text'>  Okay.Alright.I can do this.This last weekend a friend and I killed some time (literally), and lost our eyesight to Terry Gilliam's The Brothers Grimm. I had heard it was uninteresting but expected to at least see someone start on fire and explode into a feminist rainbow Tron constellation station... or not.I respect-ed Terry Gilliam for Twelve Monkeys, that movie is neat enough, but what a let </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112599783427733719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112599783427733719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/09/brothers-who-killed-million-babies.html' title='The Brothers Who Killed A Million Babies'/><author><name>T.Douglas Robbins Esq.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8zrbAMKyxZY/R_5f59G5VbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/hTQM6-O7p2g/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112551696555275579</id><published>2005-08-31T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T13:36:05.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>why don't you dress like a normal person?</title><summary type='text'>I get immense amounts of enjoyment from a blog that mocks celebrity fashion. Here's the thing... celebs think they can dress however they want, regardless of the ridiculous factor! I get so tired of their humongous sunglasses that no one in their right mind would wear, or their ripped t's that they paid $150 for, or the lycra leggings worn with a shirt (seriously... let the '80s die. It was ugly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112551696555275579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112551696555275579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-dont-you-dress-like-normal-person.html' title='why don&apos;t you dress like a normal person?'/><author><name>aisy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mJcRQOXM-cg/SKuPYZ5N-rI/AAAAAAAAANM/3WDLhoqra54/S220/IMG_8162.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112546719602307360</id><published>2005-08-30T23:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T14:48:31.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's the one to decide that it would be alright to put music behind the news tonight</title><summary type='text'> I just finished watching the most rediculous news report that I think I have ever seen.  CityTV Calgary's coverage of the damage and destruction of Hurricane Katrina involved a story of a man whose house had split in half.  He had hold of his kids, and lost hold of his wife.  The story was a very sad account as the reporter tried to understand the mans situation, where he had last seen his wife,</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.lyricscafe.com/j/johnson_jack/008.htm' title='Who&apos;s the one to decide that it would be alright to put music behind the news tonight'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112546719602307360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112546719602307360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/08/whos-one-to-decide-that-it-would-be_30.html' title='Who&apos;s the one to decide that it would be alright to put music behind the news tonight'/><author><name>ngharker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04230705679415548590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='28' src='http://static.flickr.com/43/107349874_f26c0c593a.jpg?v=0'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112533257472258700</id><published>2005-08-29T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:22:54.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis Vuitton makes nice stuff - for me to poop on</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112533257472258700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112533257472258700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/08/louis-vuitton-makes-nice-stuff-for-me.html' title='Louis Vuitton makes nice stuff - &lt;i&gt;for me to poop on&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112533193556922023</id><published>2005-08-29T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:12:15.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beck Video</title><summary type='text'>Beck has a new video out for Girl. It is really well done. Almost along the lines of a Michel Gondry video. It follows a Mad Magazine theme. Now go and watch.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112533193556922023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112533193556922023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-beck-video.html' title='New Beck Video'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112529892774919124</id><published>2005-08-29T09:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:00:00.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandra bullock is Godzilla</title><summary type='text'>Last night I was feeling kind of ill and couldn't sleep so I got up to watch a little TV. I don't have cable so my choices were very limited. I could either watch one of three infomercials, formula 1 racing or a Godzilla movie on CBC. Having never actually watched on of the old Godzilla movies, I chose that and was quite happy I did. They are, I believe, the ultimate B movie. You could all but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112529892774919124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112529892774919124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/08/sandra-bullock-is-godzilla.html' title='Sandra bullock is Godzilla'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8339574.post-112503013761084074</id><published>2005-08-25T21:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T22:22:17.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Politician or musician</title><summary type='text'>My boss showed me an article in the Calgary Herald that was quite amusing. Apparently, Prime Minister Paul Martin has been losing and gaining some friends in the pop music scene. What appeared to be a budding friendship between Martin and Bono at the 2003 Liberal convention has already gone sour. Paul Martin wouldn't give the kind of commitment to poverty relief that Bono envisioned coming out of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112503013761084074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8339574/posts/default/112503013761084074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popscoff.blogspot.com/2005/08/politician-or-musician.html' title='Politician or musician'/><author><name>eyun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11218227404511861598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/25702764_7c0b231411.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
