<?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-7031970</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:00:30.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neolithic Films</title><subtitle type='html'>The site for the film productions of Jeff Vickers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-113151947605622898</id><published>2005-11-08T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T19:07:22.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, it has been a while, hasn't it</title><content type='html'>As the few of you who have witnessed all the fucking politics involved with Dawn and myself in the evolution of this blog, the move to Livejournal and back, I did make mention that this would be at least a record of my directorial and producing endeavours for film. And, well, in the past year (or so, meh, I just don't want to count right now), has been a roller coaster of a ride, and for both internal and external reasons, I haven't pursued making a film. And you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT'S BEEN TOO FUCKING LONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, and as Union film work here in Vancouver (go backtrack &lt;a href="http://agoldenworld.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt; if you missed that one) has slowed to the extent that I can't depend on it to pay the bills until next spring when more shows pick up, and doing odd jobs to float the bills, while looking for a seasonal winter job, inspiration struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's off to documentary land again for this sailor!!  And when I say sailor, I mean, well, I'd love to use Sith Lord, though that's copyrighted, so, let's just say director.  As such, I shall be using this blog for a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, to log my daily progress.  Well, really, to keep myself honest to me, and to stay focused and plugging at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, maybe, if my readership grows beyond one or two people, build some interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, perhaps, to find people who may wish to be involved with the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, I'm off to create a banner for the site, while mentally brainstorming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the flipside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Vickers, Producer and Director.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-113151947605622898?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/113151947605622898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=113151947605622898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/113151947605622898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/113151947605622898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2005/11/yes-it-has-been-while-hasnt-it.html' title='Yes, it has been a while, hasn&apos;t it'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-110109935578834735</id><published>2004-11-21T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T20:55:55.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few updates...</title><content type='html'>First off, I'd just like to say that after a little hiatus, I do have some other film gigs (nothing paying too much though, but at least the ball is rolling again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my classmates, Abba Edgar, is shooting a film having to do with terrorism and all things post-911, and he's picked me to be his 1st AD, plus we're in negotiation about me doing something, wether it be editing or sound design in post production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a couple of classmates, Sue and James, have me doing various post work on their films.  Plus, James is willing to pay me to do some set construction for him.  Woooooo Hooooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as for my film, my producer is going to have some free time starting this week, so the ball will start rolling more as of Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to say as things go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-110109935578834735?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/110109935578834735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=110109935578834735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/110109935578834735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/110109935578834735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/11/few-updates.html' title='A few updates...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109971114219122770</id><published>2004-11-05T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T19:19:02.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from a rest.</title><content type='html'>Hopefully tensions are down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As any of you who may regularly come here and read my posts may have noticed, I haven't been around as of late.  Well, at least, not at this blog.  A lot of things have been going on for me personally, so as a result, I've got a Live Journal to post various things going on for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you want to come see my Live Journal, you can view it &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/neolithicfilms"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  It is a bit more protective, so, if you want to post and soforth, get yourselves a LiveJournal login, and drop me an email, and I can add you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does this leave this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging by the title, I've decided to blog here more on my professional (well, school ATM) side of things, films I'm working on, and make it a forum for that.  As well (and this is not a slight to anyone) only a few friends and filmmakers may post, so, do not feel slighted about it if you can't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will no longer be for rather personal tidbits, internet humour, quizzes, or anything else in this type of category.  Go to my &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com"&gt;Live Journal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as for film, after the whole debacle about me not getting picked to shoot on 35mm, I have come to a few conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Film is becoming obsolete.  Yes, I LOVE the look of film.  Don't get me wrong.  Digital is still a way off.  But it's getting closer.  And with my recently found commitment to Post Production, there are ways of making digital look more and more like film.  And there's a couple of lovely catches.  First, 60 min of digital stock can cost as low as $6.95 Canadian (yay Costco), whereas 60 min of 35mm film, to get it to editing (yup there are a few more processes than striping the tape) can cost upwards of $15,000.00 Canadian.  And that's stock, not final edited film time.  One hell of a savings for an up and coming independent filmmaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  As an independent filmmaker, I don't need an ok from a bunch of old farts to shoot a film.  Not on digital anyway.  So I did write a new script, tentatively called "Coveted Desires" (copyright 2004 Jeff Vickers), and found a producer, possibly a director of photography, and a few actors.  And, in talking with Andrew Ainsworth, my beloved teacher, found out I'm more organized and more ahead, and more serious than half the gits that got picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on that note, I'm happy.  I didn't get selected, but now I don't need a handout.  Don't need to lie to Telefilm and say my last name is Egoyan or Cronenberg.  And I just do love the fact that companies like Lions Gate gobbles up inexpensive indie films and releases them.  They still make a profit, our work is shown, and I can soon shoot very low budget features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYAYAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109971114219122770?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109971114219122770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109971114219122770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109971114219122770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109971114219122770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/11/back-from-rest.html' title='Back from a rest.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109822467528838809</id><published>2004-10-19T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T15:24:35.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Some of you who are new here may be happy to know that a certain post has been deleted. So, as such, I'm hoping my site does not further descend into soap-opera hood (the lowest form of film :P).  But, as such, only MEMBERS of my site may now post comments.  If you wish to be a member and post comments, feel free to email me and I can arrange posting options.  Soon to follow will be a set of rules for posting and such.  For those who I have sent into a tailspin, I'm sorry.  For those who have turned their back on me, tough luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109822467528838809?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109822467528838809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109822467528838809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109822467528838809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109822467528838809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109815618750289269</id><published>2004-10-18T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T20:30:50.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for my babe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/MGG1003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/MGG1003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seeing as my babe has "decorated" my car, and I ran across this in the newspaper comics section the other day, I just had to post it so you can understand what it is like to have Tweety Bird staring at you constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Dawn babes&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109815618750289269?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109815618750289269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109815618750289269&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109815618750289269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109815618750289269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-for-my-babe.html' title='Just for my babe'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109812169275300341</id><published>2004-10-18T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T10:48:12.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And nothing else matters</title><content type='html'>Sorry Lars.  Had to rip off your song title off because nothing else could describe where I am right now.  With every single obstacle, there is one thing I can be certain of.  That Dawn is behind me and loves me no matter what.  She's even writing poetry, and here's one that she has let me post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Jeffrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came to me on morn,&lt;br /&gt;Like the answer to a prayer,&lt;br /&gt;By fate you were reborn,&lt;br /&gt;My Jeffrey gentle and fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You soothed a soul of deep dark gashes,&lt;br /&gt;you touched a life of guilt and despair,&lt;br /&gt;you rose from your own ashes,&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Numbness you brought light,&lt;br /&gt;in darkness you found light,&lt;br /&gt;with a heart of love and healing,&lt;br /&gt;You have taken away my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read that I was like WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Dawn, with all of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109812169275300341?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109812169275300341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109812169275300341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109812169275300341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109812169275300341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/and-nothing-else-matters.html' title='And nothing else matters'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109798820520423545</id><published>2004-10-16T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T21:43:25.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 visitors?</title><content type='html'>Oh my God!  I can't believe it.  1000 Visitors.  It's like a miracle.  Mind you, there's just a handful that do post here.  Thank you to Dawn, Jana, Will, Todd, Alexis, Tia and Shelly for replying from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Mind you only one of that lot actually signed my guestbook.  Odd.  Ish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109798820520423545?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109798820520423545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109798820520423545&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109798820520423545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109798820520423545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/1000-visitors.html' title='1000 visitors?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109772702721225943</id><published>2004-10-13T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T21:20:35.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Your Daddy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/a_martinez_ft.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/a_martinez_ft.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedro, who is your daddy?  Unlike your recent comment, in the last weekend of the regular season, you said to "Call the Yankees my Daddy?"  I guess you really like to tempt fate, don't you.  Lets face it, when it comes to the post-season, you have less than stellar success against the men in pinstripes.  And come on, doesn't the year 1918 ring a bell?  You do like to tempt fate, don't you.  I guess there's no rush greater than pitching against the Yankees, in the Bronx Zoo, to cheers of 60,000 fans saying "Who's your Daddy?"  Now with a 2-0 series lead, it looks like the Yankees are going back to the World Series, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Pedro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go Yankees!  Who's Your Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109772702721225943?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109772702721225943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109772702721225943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109772702721225943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109772702721225943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/whos-your-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s Your Daddy?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109772292857711770</id><published>2004-10-13T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T20:37:16.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubya, can you answer the question please?</title><content type='html'>Well, during breaks and pauses in the Yankees/Red Sox game, I flipped the channel over to ABC, to see, surprise, surprise, surprise, the Senator John Kerry / "President" George W. Bush debate.  And lets just say, Bushes responses did not surprise me in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more, click &lt;a href="http://neolithicaction.blogspot.com/2004/10/dubya-answer-question-please.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109772292857711770?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109772292857711770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109772292857711770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109772292857711770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109772292857711770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/dubya-can-you-answer-question-please.html' title='Dubya, can you answer the question please?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109763715350853223</id><published>2004-10-12T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T20:12:33.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having too much free time with my thoughts</title><content type='html'>Something happens when you cut grass for two days straight.  And NO, not weed, like the potheads out there are thinking (or prolly toking up saying cool, gotta hit Jeff for a score).  I mean mowing grass.  And not with a push mower.  No, a ride on lawnmower.  As funny as it sounds though, I enjoy it.  I enjoy cutting grass to look like a baseball diamond (which shouldn't be surprising, since three of the fields I cut ARE baseball diamonds).  I also enjoy the time just to myself, free with my thoughts (and yup, I get PAID to do this... hey, I gotta do something to pay for my bloody expensive school dammit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, back to my thoughts.  They're still scrambled in my head (maybe a good hours skate will smash my head into the glass enough times to make them more cohesive), but here's just a sampling about what's going through my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just exactly which friends of mine really want Dawn and I to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hard I should pursue editing vs. directing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should I work?  UK, where London is the main centre for jobs, the same place where Dawn really has no desire for living?  Vancouver or Montreal, where there is more film jobs than Toronto, IN CANADA (yay healthcare), but where Dawn's far away from her kids, and I still have to work out contacts?  Los Angeles or New York, which, could be very well in the heart of Bush's America for four more years (here's praying Kerry wins)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only constant here is, I AM NOT STAYING IN TORONTO.  There are not many film jobs here, I have the impression that people do not like my work here (they just say they do to be nice), and it just seems I have next to nothing here.  So, in the not too distant future, I will be working out of a new centre, that much is certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109763715350853223?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109763715350853223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109763715350853223&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109763715350853223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109763715350853223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/having-too-much-free-time-with-my.html' title='Having too much free time with my thoughts'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109716388127931034</id><published>2004-10-07T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T08:53:04.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spatula vs. Rolling Pin</title><content type='html'>Well, thanks to the Yorkie Pud, it seems now that Alexis is taking this huge habit of calling me by an abbreviation of my middle name.  First off, I'd like to say, Dawn, babe, SHUSH from now on.  You keep threatening to take sides against me, and THAT'S NOT FAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Alexis, a little history here... my middle name was taken after my uncle, who now is a professional golfer here in Canada (Hey I know it's not like Tiger Woods, but hey, it's cool).  So iffin you decide to keep calling me that, I might start confusing me with my uncle, and he'd start making movies while I start playing better golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I was also just thinking about the work of art ya made, where you severely took the piss outta Dawn about bingo and spatulas and though, didn't silk have a rolling pin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/silk%20rollin%20pin.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/silk%20rollin%20pin.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109716388127931034?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109716388127931034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109716388127931034&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109716388127931034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109716388127931034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/spatula-vs-rolling-pin.html' title='Spatula vs. Rolling Pin'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109712045589983565</id><published>2004-10-06T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T20:40:55.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Republicans try to jail Michael Moore</title><content type='html'>Yup.  What kind of a crime is encouraging young people to vote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard about this from the daily newsletter I get from &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com"&gt;www.michaelmoore.com&lt;/a&gt;.  For the shameless plug portion, you can sign up for the free email newsletter on Mike's site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the whole jailing of Moore thing, click &lt;a href="http://neolithicaction.blogspot.com/2004/10/republicans-try-to-jail-michael-moore.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109712045589983565?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109712045589983565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109712045589983565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109712045589983565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109712045589983565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/republicans-try-to-jail-michael-moore.html' title='Republicans try to jail Michael Moore'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109711390537477376</id><published>2004-10-06T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T19:00:09.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one for Silk</title><content type='html'>Well, silk is going to kill me for this, but I just HAD to do this... and Will, I bet you come up with the same answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Star Trek Captain are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/IonDuck/1072665010_smpa_trek1.jpg" border="0" alt="Captain James T. Kirk" width="325" height="383"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Captain James T. Kirk- You are the paradigm of the&lt;br&gt;Starfleet Captain.   You explore the universe.&lt;br&gt;You save lives.    What's a few small fractures&lt;br&gt;of protocol when you've saved the galaxy more&lt;br&gt;times than you can count.   Hell, you even&lt;br&gt;brought peace between the Federations and the&lt;br&gt;Klingons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/IonDuck/quizzes/Which%20Star%20Trek%20Captain%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Star Trek Captain are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109711390537477376?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109711390537477376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109711390537477376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109711390537477376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109711390537477376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-for-silk.html' title='The one for Silk'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109711253677034181</id><published>2004-10-06T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T18:28:56.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of the Dark Side</title><content type='html'>I guess it was a sign from above, when I instantly fell in love with Star Wars 27 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Star Wars character are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/bluehawk/1034383353_Adarth8_b.jpg" border="0" alt="Darth Vader!!!!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have asthma(LOL) and a shiny&lt;br&gt;helmet....Your....Darth Vader!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/bluehawk/quizzes/Which%20Star%20Wars%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Star Wars character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, the ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff (or should it be Darth Vader now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109711253677034181?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109711253677034181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109711253677034181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109711253677034181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109711253677034181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/power-of-dark-side.html' title='The Power of the Dark Side'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109711182858287448</id><published>2004-10-06T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T18:17:08.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Game, and I want to play...</title><content type='html'>Yup.  Been another fun filled evening, so I decided to add to the excitement by going quiz nuts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing as I haven't watched any wrestling in a while, this just felt too appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which WWE RAW Wrestler are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/morbius/1035570321_disputed_m.jpe" border="0" alt="Triple H"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Triple H, your goal is to be the best there&lt;br&gt;is, and you're even ready to be with the boss'&lt;br&gt;daughter to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/morbius/quizzes/Which%20WWE's%20RAW%20wrestler%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which WWE's RAW wrestler are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109711182858287448?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109711182858287448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109711182858287448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109711182858287448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109711182858287448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-am-game-and-i-want-to-play.html' title='I am the Game, and I want to play...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109707817740543111</id><published>2004-10-06T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T08:59:26.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still not much to write</title><content type='html'>Yup.  The last few posts have been wonderful cut and paste jobs, and to be honest, this just isn't any different.  Guess I have been so busy with Dawn, work, school, and writing, to let my brain breathe and get something to say.  That will probably be a little later this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought &lt;a href="http://www.fahrenheit911.com"&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;/a&gt; last night on DVD, so hopefully, I'll have something to say here and on my &lt;a href="http://neolithicaction.blogs.com"&gt;Action Blog&lt;/a&gt;... it's been a while since I posted there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, without further adieu, here's today's cut and paste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORDS WOMEN USE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;FINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE MINUTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is getting dressed, this is half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given 5 more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the calm before the storm. This means "something," and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with 'Nothing' usually end in "Fine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO AHEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dare, not permission. Don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUD SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S OKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman is thanking you. Do not question it or faint. Just say you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I would like to thank the long lost sis of mine, Amy, for sending this, and, once and for all, helped explain Dawn to me finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109707817740543111?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109707817740543111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109707817740543111&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109707817740543111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109707817740543111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/still-not-much-to-write.html' title='Still not much to write'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109703504035477785</id><published>2004-10-05T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T20:57:20.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The quiz with all the right answers</title><content type='html'>Well, here's my babe's answers to the same quiz &lt;a href="http://willderringher.blogs.com"&gt;Will&lt;/a&gt; responded to yesterday.  Yup.  Keeping my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Where did we meet?: In 20 Something&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Take a stab at my middle name: Duh I already answered this!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How long have you known me?: Hmmmmmmmz over a year now&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How well do you know me (a lot, not so much, nothing)?: Too Much lol&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do I smoke?: yes you have an endearing habit of setting yourself on fire too :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What's my favourite colour?: Hmmmm, Dunno actually, Black??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When you first saw me what was your first impression? Holy Fuck, I gotta have him!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My age?: Almost 32 but look 23 :D (can you tell imma sucking up yet?)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My birthday?: 19th December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color Hair?: Blonde&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Color eyes?: Deep Blue, Mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on me? (ONLY ANSWER IF OPPOSITE GENDER THEN SENDER OR YOU'RE GAY) : Erm.... Maybe :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been jealous of me? hahaha. Nopers&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whats one of my fav things to do indoors?: Lmao do I have to answer this truthfully???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the first things I said to you when we first met? Yes I do lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my fav type of music?: Rock&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What's one of my fav things to do outdoors?:  lmao I cant answer this truthfully either!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I shy or outgoing? Definitely Outgoing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you say I'm funny HAHA or funny (sarcastic)?:  Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules?: Definitely a rebel&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you consider me a friend?: You're my soulmate, Does that count??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you call me preppy, slutty, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, snobby, or something else?:  something else :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen me cry?: Yes I have, It made me cry too&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If there were one good nickname for me, what would it be? Hmmmmmmmmz Can I think bout that for a bit??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are my parents still together?: Yes they are, You lucky thing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do I have a nice butt? (same thing applies as in question..13) **Drooooooooooooooolz**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had broccoli stuck on my teeth, would you tell me? But of course, It's so embarrassing when someone has something stuck in their teeth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me? (same thing applies as in questions 13 &amp; 27) With all of my heart and soul **Blushes prettily**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AM I?!?!?!?&lt;/strong&gt; Ummmmmmz ok then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet or loud? Loud as all hell and I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Short or Tall: Too fuckin tall, I cant reach your mouth with ma foot! :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Weird or original: Gawd erm...... Original&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Smart or stupid? Smart, I dun do stupid guys!! Well apart from one!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Boring or Fun? FUN, all da way!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Attractive or Unattractive? Bloody Gorgeous&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU THINK I'M... (yes or no, if u wanna say something extra say it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A psycho? erm.......to a certain extent..... Well you love me!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Athlethic? I think so, You certainly proved that!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A nerd? nahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A slut? Hmmmmmmmmz, Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghetto? no.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A *itch? * Lmfao&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Two-faced? Hell No!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Obnoxious? Nopers&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Immature? Nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mature? But of course&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST A FEW MORE QUESTIONS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think I'll be when I grow up? When?? Shouldn't that be IF??&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'll get married? I fuckin hope so!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you do, Who do you think I'll marry? ME ME ME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is my birthday? imma sure I seen this question somewhere before!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Who is my best friend? Apart from me?? Agostino or Todd&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What song(if any)reminds you of me? Forever Young by Alphaville&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do I remind you of any characters on TV? Hell No!! You're just you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you could rename me, what would my name be?  I wouldn't&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a dream about me? I dream bout you most nights funnily enough&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A feature that you like about me: Everything :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you could give me anything, what would it be?  My heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo que me caracterice? Scuse me??? Whatever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, this is rather obvious, but for this next section, some of these you only answer if you're not the same gender as the sender! Or, you're gay. But hey, I'll stick with saying opposite gender.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I physically ugly, average, decent, good-looking, beautiful, hot? Good-Looking and HOT HOT HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever kick me? Sure you know they're coming!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider being my boyfriend/GirlFriend? Ummmmmz, Kinda thought I already was lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think about me off-line? All day every day&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If we spent a day together, ..where would we go and what would we do? Stay in bed, imma sure you gets the idea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could describe me in one word, what would it be? Soulmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you or have you ever had a crush on me? I might have :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me? I thought you'd never ask!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What word do I say all the time? you say 2 words actually GO LEEDS!! (Grrrrrrrrr)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you'd like to say to me?  I love you baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well first off, as to the Go Leeds comment, I'm a hockey fan, who's been corrupted by a Liverpool fan about 10 years ago.  My babe wants me to cheer Sheffield Wednesday, and sometimes, just to take the piss, i chant Go Leeds just to get her riled up (Dawn's typical response, GO FUCK!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice as well, I've left out the first bit with my name.  This, because, my babe, decided to put my middle name in there.  As an editorial slant, I've removed this, so a la 1984 tradition, it will be erased from history.  Touche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109703504035477785?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109703504035477785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109703504035477785&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109703504035477785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109703504035477785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/quiz-with-all-right-answers.html' title='The quiz with all the right answers'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109695389193859868</id><published>2004-10-04T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T22:24:51.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will taking the piss outta me...</title><content type='html'>Well, my good, dear, old friend &lt;a href="http://willderringher.blogs.com"&gt;Will&lt;/a&gt; emerged out of the woodwork of Europe today, and responded to that email questionaire thing that was going around not too long ago.  And in the true spirit of our ongoing friendship, Will tore strips off of me that nobody else in their right mind, even &lt;a href="http://justbreathe.blogs.com"&gt;silk&lt;/a&gt;, would ever try.  So, without further adieu, here are Will's responses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Where did we meet?:  in a bar on a cold damp night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a stab at my middle name:  *thud*  oops, did i hit an atery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known me?:  far too long&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How well do you know me (a lot, not so much, nothing)?:  how well can anyone know a canadian? :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do I smoke?:  yes if i set your feet on fire&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What's my favourite colour?:  flesh&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When you first saw me what was your first impression?  mother of fuck that nurse obviously didnt slap you hard enough when you were born&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My age?:  67, but you use oil of ulay and it has done wonders for your skin.  you dont look a day over 40&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My birthday?:  is it?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Color Hair?:  gray but i heard you dye it now :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Color eyes?:  white with a color blob in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on me? (ONLY ANSWER IF OPPOSITE GENDER THEN SENDER OR YOU'RE GAY!) only before you had a sex change when you were known as shirley vickers. since you deveoped your willy all crushes ended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been jealous of me?  hahaha. i had no idea you were going to be throwing jokes in here :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whats one of my fav things to do indoors?:  wank. not that i know, just rumors i heard.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the first things I said to you when we first met? ever had sex with a canadian shemale?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What's my fav type of music?: spunk rock&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What's one of my fav things to do outdoors?:  wank incognito&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Am I shy or outgoing?  depends if you are frisky&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you say I'm funny HAHA or funny (sarcastic)?:  i tend to laugh at you a lot... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules?:  you have rules in canada?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you consider me a friend?:  of course, hence why i'm taking the piss out of you in this quiz.  plus i have about a million other emails here to answer :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you call me preppy, slutty, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, snobby, or something else?:  how about an "average hippy slut who likes hockey way too much" :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen me cry?:  only when i refused to dry hump you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If there were one good nickname for me, what would it be? Jeff the Wenus Wacker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are my parents still together?: like as in having babies? only in someone's really sick mind :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have a nice butt? (same thing applies as in question..13) since you started wearing it on your face it has become quite an improvement&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If I had broccoli stuck on my teeth, would you tell me? oh you mean THAT is broccoli??? i thought it was a growth&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you love me? (same thing applies as in questions 13 &amp; 27) i love you enough to run you over should you be wounded just like if i saw a dying rabbit on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AM I?!?!?!?&lt;/strong&gt;  Are you???&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quiet or loud?  very loud.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Short or Tall:  tall in heels&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Weird or original:  how about originally weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart or stupid?  smart enough to operate your email system.  stupid enough to send this questionaire to me :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Boring or Fun?  if only i had a heart, id answer this :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive or Unattractive?  as shirley you were a knock out.  what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU THINK I'M... (yes or no, if u wanna say something extra say it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A psycho?  of course.  all my friends are&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Athlethic?  about as athletic as a dead fish.  that's pretty impressive,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A nerd?  yeah, why not.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A slut?  hey, nobody can get away with wearing that mini-skirt and those pink heels and NOT be called a slut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghetto?  blaster&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A *itch?  *cratch&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Two-faced? wait, you have a face???&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Obnoxious?  naaaah.  yeah.  nah.  yeah.  whatever.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Immature?  *tag you're it!*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mature?  for your age...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST A FEW MORE QUESTIONS&lt;/strong&gt; holy fook how many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think I'll be when I grow up?  haha. i love these hyperthetical questions!  hahahahaha.  you grow up? hahahhaa.  that's so funny.. ahem, where were we?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'll get married?  of course&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you do, Who do you think I'll marry?  that bingo loving chick&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When is my birthday?  deja vu?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Who is my best friend?  me. of course. isn't it?????&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What song(if any)reminds you of me?  "I'm the only gay eskimo"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do I remind you of any characters on TV?  SuperTed&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you could rename me, what would my name be?  Veff Jickers.  It should cause a few laughs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a dream about me?  Dude!  Please!  That is just gross!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A feature that you like about me:  You sense of humor.  Wait, wait, sorry, forgot who I was writing about for a moment...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you could give me anything, what would it be?  A bullet with your name on it.  Just cos everyone should have one ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Algo que me caracterice?  Ning Klastov Rignotivic! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, this is rather obvious, but for this next section, some of these you only answer if you're not the same gender as the sender! Or, you're gay. But hey, I'll stick with saying opposite gender.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Am I physically ugly, average, decent, good-looking, beautiful, hot?  You cause much mirth!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you ever kick me?  Sure ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider being my boyfriend/GirlFriend?  You ain't got enough money to pay me to even dream about that happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think about me off-line?  Only for the next 10 mins when I chuckle about you reading this&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If we spent a day togetherâ€¦..where would we go and what would we do?  Go to footy game or a bar and drink.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you could describe me in one word, what would it be?  Friend :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you or have you ever had a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to keep asking this???&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you want me? In those fucked up canadian dreams of yours...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What word do I say all the time?  eh?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you'd like to say to me?&lt;br /&gt;wtf, i should have read the questions before starting to answer these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will, I have to hand it to you though, although you raked me clear across the coals on this, you've reminded me as to how true a friend you've been through all the ups and downs, and just have only this to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I lied.  I'm posting the correct answers to the questions (as responded by &lt;a href="http://snugglebugz.blogspot.com"&gt;Dawn&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow, and as well, her answers for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109695389193859868?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109695389193859868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109695389193859868&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109695389193859868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109695389193859868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/will-taking-piss-outta-me.html' title='Will taking the piss outta me...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109686173139444035</id><published>2004-10-03T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T20:48:51.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months with my babe!!</title><content type='html'>Five months with Dawn.  It feels like yesterday we decided to become a couple, and at the same time it feels like we have been together forever, even with the Atlantic Ocean seperating us for the whole time, less the fabulous month she spent here in my arms.  And the beautiful part of this... this is the longest relationship I've ever been in, and my love has only grown stronger and stronger for Dawn each and every day.  This is only going to get better, stronger and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Dawn, with all of my heart, from now until the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109686173139444035?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109686173139444035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109686173139444035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109686173139444035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109686173139444035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/5-months-with-my-babe_03.html' title='5 Months with my babe!!'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109668717421782223</id><published>2004-10-01T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T20:42:21.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one where I rip off MYT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/dawn%20and%20jeff.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/dawn%20and%20jeff.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup... it's official, Dawn and I have toonage a la &lt;a href="http://willderringher.blogs.com/photos/toonage/index.html"&gt;MYT Toonage&lt;/a&gt; rendered by none other than the fabulous neo-renaisance (I hope I spelled that right) &lt;a href="http://justbreathe.blogs.com"&gt;silk&lt;/a&gt;.  We have now ripped Will off fully (hell, even the title starts with The one ..., just like all of Will's entries).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet there are MAJOR GLARING ERRORS in this depiction.  First off, there are no film magazines in the camera.  The tripod only has two legs.  The bingo balls don't have B, I, N, G, or O on them.  But more glaring, Dawn's hair is the wrong colour, and what the deuce is she doing with a spatula?  I thought it was just silk with the rolling pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, all jokes aside, I do feel honoured to be encapsulated by the wonderful, soon to be viewed in the Louvre art by silk.  Hopefully, we will also be able to get to see other works I was informed sent to Will, but not yet posted on his site with Will's long spanning trip to Europe.  Maybe they'll show up on his site soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109668717421782223?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109668717421782223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109668717421782223&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109668717421782223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109668717421782223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-where-i-rip-off-myt.html' title='The one where I rip off MYT'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109664735568667968</id><published>2004-10-01T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T09:15:55.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good chat with Andrew</title><content type='html'>I'm finally coming to terms with not getting picked for Fifth Term, and frankly, the way I see it, John, Rick and Sherry can kiss my scrawny little ass.  I have to learn the spirit of true independent Cinema... you can't just get everything handed to you.  And seeing as how many of those who DID get picked (hell one I know of did everything overnight, and the script wasn't even formatted properly) are pretty much being spoon fed a 15 minute short film.  Andrew, the wonderful teacher I have, said he'd personally help me get a short film done in the three months I have left here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew also imparted upon me some other wisdom.  Most great directors are highly skilled in some other field of filmmaking.  Such as George Lucas, the brains behind &lt;a href="http://www.starwars.com"&gt;STAR WARS&lt;/a&gt;.  Not only being a good director (not great, look at the limp performances in the prequels), a GREAT producer, but his inner talent is this... as an EDITOR.  He is an uncredited editor on all the Star Wars films, which, though the performance may lack in places, is fluid as hell (well except for Jar Jar Binks, but that was just silly replacing Chewbacca with him) in terms of the editing, sound and visual effects.  He is a POST MASTER (and note, not the guy who runs your local postal office).  And funny I mentioned him, as two things pertain to him in this long drawn out dialogue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Few people think of this, but Star Wars (the original trilogy at least) was an INDEPENDENT FILM.  20th Century Fox barely believed in him, only financing the distribution.  Francis Ford Coppola, Steven Spielberg, and Walter Murch laughed at him.  Lucas had to finance everything out of his back pocket.  But, as a result, Lucas got more points off of the box office, and 100% royalty from merchandising.  If you're 20th Century Fox, can you say OOPS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  He's an editor.  And after 1 1/2 weeks of straight posting, I've really come to grips with a serious talent there too.  It also helps that I've built the discipline of being able to sit there for more than 20 minutes a stretch without getting too ansy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for all you higher ups... I dun need your stinking 5 cans of 35mm.  Besides, that only gives me 22.5 minutes of footage.  I have far more freedom with digital, and there is a serious future for filmmakers who can make digi look like film.  And I'm going to learn everything I need to know about post production, because, asides from all other arguments for the need for post, THERE'S MORE JOBS THERE THAN ANYWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, look out Lucas, Tarantino, Lynch, I'm coming up behind your footsteps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109664735568667968?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109664735568667968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109664735568667968&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109664735568667968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109664735568667968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/good-chat-with-andrew.html' title='A good chat with Andrew'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109660848775001635</id><published>2004-09-30T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T22:28:07.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One for us older farts</title><content type='html'>Yup.  I definitely need my babe back.  Mind you in saying that I took this quiz whilst online with her, but it was just too irresistable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What 80's Rock Band are you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/MargeLoves/1059183034_izzes80sU2.jpg" border="0" alt="U2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're in touch with the world, and you have a very&lt;br&gt;strong opinion on things like politics and war.&lt;br&gt;Even if you do end up changing your image in&lt;br&gt;the future, most of us will still like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/MargeLoves/quizzes/What%20band%20from%20the%2080s%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What band from the 80s are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  I do think U2 suits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109660848775001635?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109660848775001635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109660848775001635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109660848775001635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109660848775001635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-for-us-older-farts.html' title='One for us older farts'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109660708312672518</id><published>2004-09-30T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T22:12:25.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A political quiz just for fun...</title><content type='html'>Are you a conservative or liberal?  Do you want to find out?  On &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; you can find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how I fared, not like these results are terribly surprising about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hazelwudi/quizzes/Where%20do%20you%20fall%20on%20the%20liberal%20-%20conservative%20political%20spectrum%3F%20%20(United%20States)/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hazelwudi/1043656641_topliberal.GIF" border="0" alt="Liberal" width="360" height="105"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Where do you fall on the liberal - conservative political spectrum?  (United States)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109660708312672518?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109660708312672518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109660708312672518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109660708312672518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109660708312672518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/10/political-quiz-just-for-fun.html' title='A political quiz just for fun...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109656545476181664</id><published>2004-09-30T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T10:30:54.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished post-production on Inner Debate</title><content type='html'>Well, it's done.  It's not quite to my satisfaction, but it's DONE.  Mind you in saying that, there's still a part of me that wants to go to back to Pro-Tools and turn the audio down a little on the bits of music in there.  But I'm just about off to get some opinions first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for some way to stream the video for internet, primarily because some people who want to see it A - have Hotmail, and Hotmail doesn't allow files over 2 MB as attachments, B - are on Dial-Up and it will take forever to send anyway, and C - DON'T USE &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/quicktime"&gt;QUICKTIME&lt;/a&gt; (the last one surprises me - it's the best of the free movie players out there... prove me wrong... download it yourself - I've included the link - and see for yourself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone has any ideas to this, please let me know your thoughts.  Otherwise, drop me a line and I'll send it on your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you (notably my &lt;a href="http://snugglebugz.blogspot.com"&gt;babe&lt;/a&gt;, and the ever politically correct &lt;a href="http://justbreathe.blogs.com"&gt;Silk&lt;/a&gt;) has recieved a copy, so if you want to know how it is before investing an hour of dial-up download, just ask them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109656545476181664?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109656545476181664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109656545476181664&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109656545476181664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109656545476181664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/finished-post-production-on-inner_30.html' title='Finished post-production on Inner Debate'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109648664994357726</id><published>2004-09-29T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T14:01:07.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With friends like these...</title><content type='html'>As much as what is about to be said is a personal assault against myself, I have to thank &lt;a href="http://justbreathe.blogs.com"&gt;silk&lt;/a&gt;, aka Alexis, for cheering me up on MSN earlier today.  We have been having the most messed up of conversations, which only took a turn for the insane.  And in the utter spirit of friendship that only Alexis can show, she emailed a bunch of our friends this EDITED excerpt from a conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Date: Wed, 29 Sep 2004 19:57:19 +0100 (BST) &lt;br /&gt;From:  "alexis stewart" &lt;just_silk@yahoo.co.uk&gt;  View Contact Details  &lt;br /&gt;Subject: lmfao &lt;br /&gt;To:  "Joce" &lt;jocey_bunny@yahoo.com.au&gt;,  "monty" &lt;julesrichardsonuk@yahoo.co.uk&gt;, "mulder" &lt;jeffvickers1972@yahoo.ca&gt;, "peetee" &lt;heather_sdestiny@hotmail.com&gt;,  "texan" &lt;jwty1@yahoo.com&gt;, "Willard" &lt;talopher@hotmail.com&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;having a convo with mulder....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monty's touched us all hasn't he &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well he did pickle me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im seriously dying here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in the interest of freedom of speech, here's the whole convo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;lol complex lil fella!&lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;imma artist what can i say&lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;and dawn would have an argument bout the lil&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;dont even go there...its a road i never wanna travel&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm six feet tall&lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;geez get ya mind outta the gutter girlie&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;no *pout*&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;i like it there&lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;:P &lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;monty's touched us all hasn't he&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;lmfao&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;ok you totally need to rephrase that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so mailing it to him right now&lt;br /&gt;Jeff - trying to cheer up says:&lt;br /&gt;well he did pickle me&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;silk says:&lt;br /&gt;ok dying laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, thanks silk, you have definitely made my day.  If anyone would like to give her thanks, email her at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF = "mailto:just_silk@yahoo.co.uk?subject=Too Funny"&gt;just_silk@yahoo.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF = "mailto:wet_my_nipples@yahoo.co.uk?subject=Too Funny"&gt;wet_my_nipples@yahoo.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109648664994357726?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109648664994357726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109648664994357726&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109648664994357726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109648664994357726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/with-friends-like-these.html' title='With friends like these...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109647782266824796</id><published>2004-09-29T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T10:10:22.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I may be shooting after all...</title><content type='html'>Just to calm any say what's or huh's or something, NO, the "powers that be" haven't changed their minds.  After two days of painful discussions with Dawn as to wether I'm going to the UK or she's coming here, the gameplan is for her to come here, and then we'll sort out all the arrangements to move back to the UK permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that leaves the question of what's happening in the meantime.  Frankly, I might as well finish school on this set of circumstances.  But, to be very frank, there are a lot of fifth term projects I DON'T want to work on.  Andrew Ainsworth, one of the very few (there are three of them) teachers here saw how distraught I was about not getting picked, and said to me that he'd personally work on my project to help get it done, because he knows just how much it means to me.  Hell, I still get free equipment from the school, the only downside is I'm limited from the acting pool as it's only the "approved" projects that can hire union actors.  Grr.  I truly feel blessed for having known him, and he is a great teacher, mentor, and friend.  I could rant about the "powers", but, they can all take a flying leap.  There is part of me that wants to enter this film in the school festival, blow everyone else away, and there's part of me that wants to snub this school and not enter it there, but enter it EVERYWHERE else.  But I have a lot of anger talking still, so all I can say right now is we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me back to this dilemma.  Where can Dawn stay in Canada until we move back to the UK.  I just hope I can resolve this soon, the time apart is killing us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109647782266824796?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109647782266824796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109647782266824796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109647782266824796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109647782266824796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-may-be-shooting-after-all.html' title='I may be shooting after all...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109639477236217157</id><published>2004-09-28T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T11:06:12.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How well do you know me?</title><content type='html'>Yup, as a few of you know, those fill it out and email me back questionnaire thingies are making the rounds again.  And yep, I'm a sucker, I sent it out looking for responses, and a couple of happy participants did.  Lets just see how they did on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Take a stab at my middle name:  Nobody got this.  My favorite response... Edmund?  What the fuck?  I wouldn't wish that fate of having that name on my worst enemy.  It's even worse than naming your first born son Ashley (keep that in mind, that name creeps up in another question).  By the way, if you want to know, you're going to have to ask, as I'm not posting it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What’s my favourite colour?:  Black.  Darth Vader.... duhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My birthday?  I feel like taking a page from George Orwell's 1984, deleting my birthday from history, preventing me from ever getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What’s my fav type of music?  Yup Amy, anything but country, but I tend to like 70's Rock and late 80's/early 90's alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are my parents still together?:   Yup they are (but I don't know why they are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I needed to get my head away from all the crap here, but now, back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109639477236217157?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109639477236217157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109639477236217157&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109639477236217157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109639477236217157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-well-do-you-know-me.html' title='How well do you know me?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109634830121433598</id><published>2004-09-27T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T22:27:36.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one and only positive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/DSCI0469.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/DSCI0469.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  It's my babe, Dawn.  She's stood by me through thick and thin.  And boy, last night, it was thin.  Lemme tell ya.  I'm still at the point where honestly, everything, except meeting Dawn, has ended up as a total failure.  After all the discussion, Dawn sent me this email, seeing as she couldn't sum it all up in a little instant message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Baby,I'm writing this email because I want to let you know how much I love you. I'm so sorry you didn't get picked for 5th term, I know how much you wanted it. The time I spent with you in Canada although was a very short time, Was the best time of my whole life. I was sooo happy that we got on as well in person as we do online. So many people think they've fallen head over heels, Only to find out when they meet that person that they really don't like them all that much. It's never been like that with us, We hit it off instantly just as well as we ever did and I felt and still feel honoured to call you my man. Because thats what you are baby, My man. We had great times together and so far we've overcome most difficulties in our way. You know the pain we went through at Lester B.Pearson Airport when I had to fly back to Ireland. I thought my heart had broken there and then, I've never gone through the pain of separation like that before and I don't want to ever again. It's something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. Baby, If you kill yourself I will kill myself too, Because this world would be a living hell, And losing you would be something I'd never get over. Regardless of what you think, We DO have friends who are willing to be just that. Friends. Silk, Tia, Will, Hits, Becca, Monty (altho hes not around) And also we still have each other. I know how bad you feel about not being able to find omewhere for me to stay while I was there, And numerous times you've said you don't deserve me. But baby, when I flew back here, I could have turned round and said I don't want to know you any more because you let me down. But I didn't say that because 1. It's not true, And 2. It's not what I feel. What I feel is the most powerful love I've ever known, For a man I admire so much, I respect him, Love him, And cherish him with all of my heart and soul. That man is you baby. I won't let you give up our love and I'll always feel the same if not even stronger about you than I do now.&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby &lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Dawn&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn, babe, I do love you with all of my heart, my soul, from here to the end of time.  It is because of you that my life is still bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just quickly, on another note, the others mentioned here (Silk, Tia, Will, Hits, Becca, Monty), I hope you all don't mind, but you are getting Special Thanks credits in my lil 2 minute film I shot this term (mind you film is a misnomer, it's video, and the only people who will end up reading it will be the six people in my class), and I'd like to thank you for as well being there and never giving up on me or Dawn.  Your friendship and support will always be recognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping things start to look up...&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109634830121433598?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109634830121433598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109634830121433598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109634830121433598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109634830121433598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/one-and-only-positive.html' title='The one and only positive...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109630412578721618</id><published>2004-09-27T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T09:55:25.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It just keeps getting worse</title><content type='html'>Well, my future is now being decided.  I didn't get picked for fifth term.  All of this really sucks ass.  First my one true love having to fly back to Ireland, because my parents are completely unsupportive of this relationship, now the higher ups at school don't even pick me to shoot fifth term.  What a load of bollocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do.  Everyone here at school says just shoot it digital, which won't cost much, but why am I going to pay an additional $5000 + just to be here three more months.  Dawn really wants me to come to Ireland, then the UK with her, and I'm getting the feeling I will now.  I can save up the money and shoot it on my own for less than the school tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fucking sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109630412578721618?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109630412578721618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109630412578721618&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109630412578721618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109630412578721618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/it-just-keeps-getting-worse.html' title='It just keeps getting worse'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109625130324005962</id><published>2004-09-26T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T19:21:14.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on getting Dawn back to Canada.</title><content type='html'>Well, after all the tears were shed, after the fight after fight of Dawn wanting me to come to Ireland to be with her, after me trying to explain the importance of school, we've come up with something.  Dawn is going to come back here, and stay until I have done school.  Coming up with the money for the flight shouldn't be a problem, the only problem is housing.  I've just come off of explosion after explosion with my parents, and it's becoming increasingly obvious here ain't an option.  So I'm looking out in the Toronto are, looking for somewhere for both of us to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a reminder of how happy, content, and right we look together, here's a piccie of us on Dawn's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/DSCI0501.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/DSCI0501.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109625130324005962?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109625130324005962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109625130324005962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109625130324005962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109625130324005962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/working-on-getting-dawn-back-to-canada.html' title='Working on getting Dawn back to Canada.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109615964601633496</id><published>2004-09-25T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T18:17:44.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hens Love Roosters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/ned1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/ned1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geese love ganders, everyone else loves Ned Flanders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT ME!  Life is just one crushing defeat after another until you wake up one morning and just wish Flanders was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I've been mentally immersed in the Simpsons today.  But then I came across a weird reply to a post a girl i didn't recognize put on &lt;a href="http://snugglebugz.blogspot.com"&gt;Dawn's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.  I went and checked out her blog, and talk about Jesus freak!  I thought it was bad enough that when you just mildly mistype my address, you go &lt;a href="http://neolithic.blogpsot.com"&gt;here - neolithic.blogpsot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  But this one takes the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't have anything against people who are devoutly religious.  But when it appears they have to thrust their beliefs onto everyone else, that's where I go a little buck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this blog on gay marriage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://achristiangirlsthoughts.blogspot.com/2004/09/gay-marriage.html"&gt;Gay Marriage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a comment, the blogger says I can't judge anybody, but yet, in this blog, is judging gays, lesbians, and non-christians, not following the orders of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady, go to somewhere like India for a few years where Christianity is not on the Ned Flanders level, then come talk to me.  I didn't reply, I really didn't want to get mean spirited on this poor young girl.  That would be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if any of you would like to, go to &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://achristiangirlsthoughts.blogspot.com"&gt;achristiangirlsthoughts.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109615964601633496?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109615964601633496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109615964601633496&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109615964601633496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109615964601633496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/hens-love-roosters.html' title='Hens Love Roosters'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109604910395015069</id><published>2004-09-24T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T11:05:03.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting here waiting for my future to be decided</title><content type='html'>Well, today is the day I find out if I get picked for fifth term.  And go figure... I'm waiting on Rick to apparently type out the list.  I have visions of him typing like my father, book in hand, glasses around the tip of his nose, stroking one or two keys a minute.  God dude, hurry the fuck up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of split on this.  One part of me wants to get picked.  It's been what I've have worked towards for the past year.  On the other hand, it is an utter guarantee that Dawn and I won't be together for another 13 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this have to be so tough.  Guess I just have to wait in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109604910395015069?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109604910395015069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109604910395015069&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109604910395015069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109604910395015069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/sitting-here-waiting-for-my-future-to.html' title='Sitting here waiting for my future to be decided'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109599067579131251</id><published>2004-09-23T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T18:51:15.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more quiz</title><content type='html'>Just one more... kinda goes with the I'm not worth anything mood I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/quiz/images/villain_vader.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109599067579131251?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109599067579131251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109599067579131251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109599067579131251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109599067579131251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/one-more-quiz.html' title='One more quiz'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109597262813600939</id><published>2004-09-23T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T13:50:28.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more quiz for luck.</title><content type='html'>Well, one more quiz, just for luck.  That and I know I'll do well in Audio anyway.  And God, how could I ever forget about &lt;a href="http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/"&gt;the Matrix?&lt;/a&gt;  So here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/trinitykills/1052702439_esQuiz3neo.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Neo"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Neo, from "The Matrix." You&lt;br&gt;display a perfect fusion of heroism and&lt;br&gt;compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/trinitykills/quizzes/What%20Matrix%20Persona%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Matrix Persona Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  Imma Neo.  Does that mean though that Agent Smith/Elrond (just for the Lord of the Rings fans) will finish me off as I finish him off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109597262813600939?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109597262813600939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109597262813600939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109597262813600939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109597262813600939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/one-more-quiz-for-luck.html' title='One more quiz for luck.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109597194561614113</id><published>2004-09-23T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T13:39:05.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babe you better watch Spider Man</title><content type='html'>Well, in this lovely little break I am having between exams, I went to &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;quizilla.com&lt;/a&gt; again, and here's the results of the quiz I just did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/smerve187/1095954660_sSpiderman.jpg" border="0" alt="spiderman"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Spiderman. You gained your super powers&lt;br&gt;from a bite that was given by a radioactive&lt;br&gt;spider. Usually self sacrificing to help others&lt;br&gt;you fell terribly guilty all the time. You feel&lt;br&gt;that because of you, the people you love are&lt;br&gt;put in danger. You are a very good and loyal&lt;br&gt;friend to everyone around you, and people do&lt;br&gt;not appreciate you as much as they should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/smerve187/quizzes/Which%20superhero%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which superhero are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, ya might wanna watch Spider Man.  I did watch some bits and pieces since you left to Ireland, and I see so much similarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109597194561614113?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109597194561614113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109597194561614113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109597194561614113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109597194561614113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/babe-you-better-watch-spider-man.html' title='Babe you better watch Spider Man'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109596039356472464</id><published>2004-09-23T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T10:26:33.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Stress</title><content type='html'>Well, it's about 40 minutes until our Editing for Production (otherwise known as Camp Sherry) final, and half of what we learned this term has flown outta my brain via my ears at warp speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a less than perfect Cinematography exam, and here's hoping I do better on Sherry's final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no word on fifth term projects yet (though this is just wishful thinking today), but tomorrow I better have a clear idea, or there will be hell to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109596039356472464?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109596039356472464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109596039356472464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109596039356472464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109596039356472464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/more-stress.html' title='More Stress'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109589984079268600</id><published>2004-09-22T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T17:37:20.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit Rock Bottom</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt like there is nobody on your side?  Well, that's where I've hit today.  I worked, by myself, for the whole day, with nothing but my thoughts to keep me occupied.  Here's what's gone on in there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Well, I kinda lied.  There's a handful of people behind Dawn and I.  And for that I'm eternally grateful, as much as Dawn says we just need each other, it still helps a LOT when your friends help you out too.  You know who you are.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I miss Dawn.  Yes I know this isn't news.  Just being alone the whole day, doing non-mentally engaging activities just really impressed upon me how much I miss her.  I know she wants to just hop on a plane ASAP, but I just want to get her here so that she can stay here, and we'll have a decent future together.  If that takes a little more than a few days to sort out, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I need to leave home.  There.  I said it.  I'm turning into George Costanza.  He was unemployed and lives with his parents.  And he must have been mid thirties.  The only difference is that I'm employed (well part time, cuz I'm in school).  Hell, George was even able to live his life to some extent living there.  My parents, however, are creatively forcing me to do things ONLY the way they want.  My Dad will bend over backwards and do somersaults for anyone else.  Mom just doesn't care how I feel.  I might be wrong, but this is just what I've come up with.  I have to leave, and I doubt I will ever look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping things change soon and for the better, so you can be here (or me there in Ireland) with you babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109589984079268600?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109589984079268600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109589984079268600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109589984079268600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109589984079268600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/hit-rock-bottom.html' title='Hit Rock Bottom'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109581055907366053</id><published>2004-09-21T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T17:11:40.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something positive for a change...</title><content type='html'>Well, here's an attempt to try to improve my mood in the utter face of adversity.  However, as it will seem, only my babe will think this is a bad sign... but here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/quiz/images/spiderman.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/quiz/moviehero_quiz.asp"&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109581055907366053?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109581055907366053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109581055907366053&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109581055907366053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109581055907366053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/something-positive-for-change.html' title='Something positive for a change...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109577980113212388</id><published>2004-09-21T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T08:16:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing my mind... and it's effects</title><content type='html'>Not having Dawn here with me is tearing me apart, and starting to affect my focus.  First off, I can barely even stay focused on the simple things in the day.  I forget to tie my shoes, I forget to dress warm in cold weather, then when I caught up, it got warm and I dressed like late fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at school, it's disrupting me.  I know I blew a couple of questions on my Cinematography final, things now I'm shaking my head at.  I've lost the firewire cable for my portable drive for editing, and now have misplaced a notebook, God knows where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, all my efforts (as misguided as they may become seeing my mental state) are to be back in your arms, so we can focus properly on each other and our life together.  Dear god please make this as quick as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109577980113212388?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109577980113212388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109577980113212388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109577980113212388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109577980113212388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/losing-my-mind-and-its-effects.html' title='Losing my mind... and it&apos;s effects'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109570016228545370</id><published>2004-09-20T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T10:09:22.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It just doesn't get ANY easier...</title><content type='html'>Well, it's just getting harder, and harder, and harder.  I am just hoping that I can work out a plan to get Dawn here.  The only moments of relief that exist right now are when I'm busy doing something physical.  Other than that, I keep looking to either side for Dawn to be there.  And she isn't.  It even hurts like hell to see her on cam.  She should be right here beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS JUST NOT FAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after my final in Cinematography (Lighting and Camera), imma pounding the internet, looking for a job, so I can move out ASAP, get Dawn over here, and we can live under our own roof without the shadow of anyone telling us what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so so so so so so much Dawn, and imma not let up until I get you back here in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109570016228545370?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109570016228545370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109570016228545370&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109570016228545370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109570016228545370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/it-just-doesnt-get-any-easier.html' title='It just doesn&apos;t get ANY easier...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109563596802737754</id><published>2004-09-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T16:19:28.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta get my babe back</title><content type='html'>Well, enough of the feeling sorry.  Enough of depending on people that turn their back on you.  I'm fed up.  There is only one thing left to do.  I have to get out of this house as soon as possible.  I can't live without Dawn, and I can't stay here with my parents, although not openly admitting it, really don't want Dawn and I to be together.  Hell, I caught some subtext at dinner where Mom was on the edge of hinting that I should go after a girl who just recently became single.  What nerve she has!  And my apologies to the mothers in the world, but to my Mom, for that display of arrogance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm marrying Dawn and that's all there is too it.  Period.  So put that in your pipe and smoke it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School next term is very light on actual class load, so I will be able to work a job and finish up my program.  Yup it's going to be tough.  But it will be worth it.  Dawn is worth everything, and I feel so worthless now without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every breathe, every tear, and every ounce of pain, I go through for you babe...&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109563596802737754?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109563596802737754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109563596802737754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109563596802737754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109563596802737754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/gotta-get-my-babe-back.html' title='Gotta get my babe back'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109548512760904225</id><published>2004-09-17T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T22:42:35.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe she's gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/DSCI0538.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/DSCI0538.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has to be the most painful day of my life.  Whoever said "parting is such sweet sorry" (Shakespeare probably) can just shove it up his ass.  No wonder I hated reading most of the love sonnets from Romeo and Juliet in that.  Trying to make heartache a positive emotion... GO FUCK YOURSELF Bill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't bear to see Dawn in such agony.  The security guards at Lester B. Pearson Airport must have seen this a hundred times before, a couple in love crying at the gates.  But nothing was worse than just standing there, watching my love, the one person that makes me feel like life is worth living, walk through the metal detector and away from me, both of us still watery eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that I can still feel Dawn's heart beating alongside mine (I am in film and can sense this stuff visually) and know that in thirteen weeks, I can leave this God forsaken hell hole and fly out to be with her once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of you that have been behind us, my sincerest thanks for always being there and being supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those of you that have tried to stand in my way (yup, there's a lot of them, and on this continent, not as much so over in UK land), I will soon be gone, and I leave it up to you to stay in touch with me, I am not leaving in spite of you, I am leaving to go towards bringing happiness to Dawn, to keep our hearts filled with each other's love, and to finally (only 31 years in the making and counting) be happy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn, I love you baby, with all of my heart, the only thing that makes this bearable is knowing you always will love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109548512760904225?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109548512760904225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109548512760904225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109548512760904225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109548512760904225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-cant-believe-shes-gone.html' title='I can&apos;t believe she&apos;s gone...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109544536004268666</id><published>2004-09-17T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T11:22:40.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like the worst person in the world</title><content type='html'>Well, I did the one thing that I promised not to do.  I am sending Dawn back to Ireland without me.  I never thought it would come down to this.  I can't quit school, so I can't go with her.  God why does life have to be so hard?  Why can't people accept that we're in love and us getting married is a good thing?  Every time I look into Dawn's eyes I just see her intense pain about what is going to happen, her leaving my arms, and it kills me inside.  I love her so very much and I can't bear the thought of her leaving me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the worst day of my life so far.  I just pray that we can get through the next 13 weeks and then I can fly to Ireland to be back in her arms, and never have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109544536004268666?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109544536004268666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109544536004268666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109544536004268666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109544536004268666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-feel-like-worst-person-in-world.html' title='I feel like the worst person in the world'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109535743039476008</id><published>2004-09-16T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T10:57:10.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The meaning of your name</title><content type='html'>Well, leave it to me to type this into google...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shag dawn jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I end up with this as a return website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.menshealth.co.uk/talk/thread.phtml/post592747/"&gt;Meanings of Womens Names: I also have the mens one so watch it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the tradition of me taking the piss outta my friends, here's a few of the name meanings for us all to laugh at each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Amy:  Brainless&lt;br /&gt;Dawn:  over-sexed, hairy armpits, wears brown&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly:  Loud mouthed slut, normally found in rock bands and pubs&lt;br /&gt;Will:  wishes he were popular&lt;br /&gt;Jeff:  really ugly&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, no entries for Alexis, Tia, Todd and whoever else may post here.  So I leave it to Will to come up with some ideas, if I don't in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109535743039476008?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109535743039476008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109535743039476008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109535743039476008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109535743039476008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/meaning-of-your-name_109535743039476008.html' title='The meaning of your name'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109528909117793820</id><published>2004-09-15T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T16:32:11.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise, surprise, surprise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/doan_goal091404.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/doan_goal091404.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called it.  After such a poor showing at the Olympic Games in Athens, we made up for it, and in a big bad way.  WE WON THE WORLD CUP OF HOCKEY.  Canada 3, Finland 2.  Ahhhhhhhh how satisfying it is to win at something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I was wrong about the party in the streets.  Yes, the Stanley Cup deprived Toronto Maple Leaf fans who made up most of the crowd for the game, partied like it was 1999.  But most of the people I knew, just was happy Canada won, and didn't do too much else.  Definitely a pale in comparison to the Olympics, where everyone went nuts.  I guess this is due to two things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1.  The World Cup of Hockey is in no comparison to the Olympics (obviously) or the FIFA World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;2.  The impending lockout by the owners of the NHL franchises having soured Hockey on many of it's fans.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, replace the word impending with the word current.  Gary "I am the biggest asshole in the world" Bettman at 12:01 AM EDT officially locked out the players in a move to officially piss off all the fans of the NHL for the second time in ten years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong, the players and their greed is just as much to blame as Bettman.  I guess I'm just a little peeved about the whole financial circus involved in pro sports.  First off, to the players, YOU MAKE TOO MUCH FUCKING MONEY.  PERIOD.  Stop your whining that you can't support you, your wife, and kids on a measly ten million dollars a year.  I only dream of what that much money looks like.&lt;br /&gt;If it's seriously an issue (or you or your wife's cocaine habit has dried up your bank account) look at how Michael Jordan made his fortune.  From the bank of NIKE.  Yup.  You all can make money from endorsements.  Don't hurt the fans because you can't buy an ivory backscratcher this year.  Grow up and show some responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the owners.  I agree with the salary cap.  For two reasons.  First, and in saying this I must make mention again that I am a Montreal Canadiens fan through and through, that teams in smaller economic markets (Montreal falls in this since after free agency became fully unrestricted, Quebec held it's second seperatist referendum driving many businesses out of province damaging both Montreal and Quebec City's economies - and the Nordiques to Colorado) cannot afford to pay the salaries that teams in richer cities (like Toronto or New York) can.  This will even it out.  And hey, maybe even more than six of you will turn a profit.  But secondly, I like the idea, because, living in exile in Toronto, I still would pay to see Maple Leaf games, at least the ones that they play the Canadiens.  But I won't pay nearly $200 CDN to sit in the nosebleeds.  Keep the salaries reasonable.  Make more teams competitive.  And keep the fans happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as to Gary Bettman, you are the biggest weasel in hockey.  You've been playing both sides against each other to build your strength in the big money markets in the south, sacraficing your biggest audience - Canada.  You make me sick, you cheap, lying bastard.  I truly hope you come to your senses, and realize that there is barely a fan base where you have expanded to.  In Montreal or Toronto, win or lose, the games ALWAYS sell out.  In Phoenix or Anaheim or Miami, you lose, nobody cares or shows up.  Hockey is the fourth sport.  You grew the game too fast in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1.  Implement the salary cap.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Dissolve these franchises:&lt;br /&gt;    Florida Panthers&lt;br /&gt;    Atlanta Thrashers&lt;br /&gt;    Carolina Hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;    Mighty Ducks of Anaheim&lt;br /&gt;3.  Move Phoenix back to Winnipeg.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Move Colorado back to Quebec City.&lt;br /&gt;5.  And realize that this ain't the NFL, NBA or Major League baseball.  Build your strength of product in Canada, Detroit, New York, Boston, Minnesota, Philadelphia, and places where there is snow and they play hockey.  Don't expand until all the current teams are competitive and financially viable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is that hard Gary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109528909117793820?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109528909117793820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109528909117793820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109528909117793820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109528909117793820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/surprise-surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise, surprise, surprise...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109519824381050617</id><published>2004-09-14T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T14:44:03.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Excuse Maker</title><content type='html'>Leave it to me to be really bored, at school, and run across this on silk's site (whom right now is in Las Vegas on vacation, making very infrequent posts).  It's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.retardedhumor.com/excuses.php"&gt;THE EXCUSE MAKER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as to why I won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1.  Work on your poorly unprepared shoot.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Eat my vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Accept poor effort from my classmates for not helping me out as much as they could...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you this response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't because I have to poison my Canadian scab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109519824381050617?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109519824381050617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109519824381050617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109519824381050617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109519824381050617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/excuse-maker.html' title='The Excuse Maker'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109509084368715544</id><published>2004-09-13T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T08:54:03.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New post on my other blog...</title><content type='html'>As many people are, I am deeply saddened by the 9/11 attacks on the World Trade Centre and Pentagon.  To remember the event, Dawn and I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.fahrenheit911.com"&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;/a&gt; on Sept. 11, 2004 to commemorate the event.  I was inspired to write an open letter to the "President" of the United States, George W. Bush.  You can see the letter at &lt;a href="http://neolithicaction.blogspot.com"&gt;my other blog site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My argument, as so to be furthur clear with you, is against how Mr. Bush has gone about apprehending those responsible, and the effects on the American Public.  I do feel for all those, the victims of the attacks, their families, those soldiers who have died and their families, and hope a resolution can come soon out of all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109509084368715544?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109509084368715544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109509084368715544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109509084368715544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109509084368715544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-post-on-my-other-blog.html' title='New post on my other blog...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109483413713558550</id><published>2004-09-10T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T09:35:37.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone lied to me, I thought life was fair.</title><content type='html'>Well, Dawn has to go back to Ireland this weekend.  There.  I said it.  And yes, it hurts like hell.  Gawd sometimes I just wish my parents were a little more easy going, like lets say, TODD'S parents are (I'm counting on you reading this BTW Todd).  And Todd, just for you, :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been contemplating leaving to go with her, but one thing is keeping me here.  School.  Period.  I know Dawn has left a lot behind to make a new life with me, and I respect her courage for doing so.  I have no problem leaving Canada to be with her, but I just want to finish this program.  Three more months and then off to the UK I go.  I just hope the two of us can last that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109483413713558550?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109483413713558550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109483413713558550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109483413713558550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109483413713558550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/someone-lied-to-me-i-thought-life-was.html' title='Someone lied to me, I thought life was fair.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109483810284849180</id><published>2004-09-10T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:45:22.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't done a film rant in a while...</title><content type='html'>Well, there have been about three things on the film half of my mind lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I would like to take my hat off to &lt;a href="http://www.amctheatres.com"&gt;AMC Theatres&lt;/a&gt; here in Toronto.  Something tells me they are a growing chain in the United States, and yes they do screen a lot of the bigger budget Hollywood Films (just as a brief glance, Dodgeball:  A True Underdog Story; Garfield:  The Movie; I, Robot to name a few), but the 16-30 theatre outlets that are here in the Toronto Area, it is the only of our three largest chains (&lt;a href="http://www.famousplayers.com"&gt;Famous Players&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cineplex.com"&gt;Cineplex Odeon&lt;/a&gt; being the other two) that CONSISTENTLY airs independent cinema and documentaries.  Lets look at the evidence.  At the Interchange 30 (the AMC "closest" to me... 25 min drive :S) here are some of the more independent films playing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;Before Sunset&lt;br /&gt;Dil Ne Jise Aapna Kaha&lt;br /&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;br /&gt;Maria Full of Grace&lt;br /&gt;Supersize Me (and this has been playing there for the longest time)&lt;br /&gt;We Don't Live Here Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the Famous Players in that same driving range, only ONE is showing three of these films, and one is the Uber successful documentary Fahrenheit 9/11, the other two are Maria Full of Grace, and We Don't Live Here Anymore.  All three are being shown at the Canada Square, which is not one of the stadium seating Silvercities, Paramount, IMAX, Colesium, or Colossus big money theatres.  It is the only smaller, older theatre left run by Famous Players, and is known for showing independents.  It is also showing (only the independent features here):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Code 46&lt;br /&gt;Festival Express&lt;br /&gt;The Story of the Weeping Camel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the Cineplex Odeon Theatres, Dil Ne Jise Aapna Kaha is playing at Square One (and frankly that's quite a longer drive for me than the AMC), Fahrenheit 9/11 and Napoleon Dynamite are both playing at Carlton Cinema (more or less Cineplex's version of Famous Players Canada Square).  But that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all this, I forgot to include Garden State, which is a indie film getting rave reviews playing in some (but far from all) Famous Players and Cineplex theatres, and in 3 of the 5 local AMC's, which themselves are loaded with Indie films and documentaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first off, are we so naive to just buy up whatever movies Hollywood throw in front of us?  Or is the true tastes of the Hollywood target audience (ages 15-25) actually think that work like Harold &amp; Kumar go to White Castle is actually fine art?  That second concept frightens me a lot.  As for me, until Famous Players and Cineplex show more independent cinema consitantly, I am doing my small part to buck the trend, and spending my dollars at AMC.  (To Cineplex and Famous Players, a rousing :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly (and this is for the Canadians out there, which I think totals two or three), I am also wishing to have more Canadian films get wider releases.  To save my fingers (they're tired from typing that first point), check out the &lt;a href="http://www.firstweekendclub.ca"&gt;First Weekend Club.&lt;/a&gt;  Their basic aim is to get as many people as possible to see the first weekend of a Canadian film, in hopes that the box office draw will keep it in for more theatres, longer.  Mind you, it is a Canadian group, although for anybody (guess this is mostly UK here now) who are into Canadian cinema, it will at least let you know which films are due for release where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third (and less dark, I promise), I posted a comment on the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com"&gt;IMDB&lt;/a&gt; about Fahrenheit 9/11 quite a while ago, so if any of you want to read it, check out this link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0361596/usercomments-1045"&gt;My Comment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109483810284849180?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109483810284849180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109483810284849180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109483810284849180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109483810284849180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-havent-done-film-rant-in-while.html' title='I haven&apos;t done a film rant in a while...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109453293197577498</id><published>2004-09-06T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T21:57:59.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just going through the motions</title><content type='html'>Every day I'm starting to see more truth in the phrase, "another day, another dollar."  Working weekends is beginning to become very hum-drum.  And then it started dawning (no pun intended) on me... that most of the world ends up being beaten up at their jobs, earning what they can, to eat, sleep, and repeat the process again.  It kinda started to remind me why I got into film in the first place - that it was one of the few things I could actually want to do.  I already spent nearly 8 years working in jobs that I was just going through the motions... and it nearly killed me (yeah, literally, not figuratively).  I guess where this all boils down to is that film is a very freelance industry, and I'm getting somewhat scared that I'm going to have to work a job to carry me through projects, and that job is going to beat on my desire to be a world class filmmaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thank god for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Dawn is by my side, and she won't let me quit on her, myself, or film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I worrying to much?  Am I crazy?  Or just overstressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109453293197577498?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109453293197577498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109453293197577498&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109453293197577498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109453293197577498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/just-going-through-motions_07.html' title='Just going through the motions'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109433673594806505</id><published>2004-09-04T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T15:36:01.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Margaret (1917 - 2004)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/DSCN0009.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/DSCN0009.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have a difficult time finding things to say in times like these.  I lost my last remaining grandmother this past Thursday.  To be honest it still hasn't struck me yet that she has gone.  Grandma Margaret was a quiet, yet very caring member of my family.  Although she lived about 500 km (a little over 300 miles) away, we were always in contact.  Even this summer, with me in school and working all the time, when I got home for lunch, Mom always called her then (Mom never missed calling her on a weekly basis) and made sure I was around so I could say a few words to her.  Her voice still echos in my head.  I am also going to miss going to Christmas in Ottawa each year and getting the chance to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Grandma, and you will always be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109433673594806505?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109433673594806505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109433673594806505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109433673594806505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109433673594806505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/grandma-margaret-1917-2004.html' title='Grandma Margaret (1917 - 2004)'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109416175337735321</id><published>2004-09-02T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T14:49:13.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much to do, too little time...</title><content type='html'>Well, in the true spirit of &lt;a href="http://willderringher.blogs.com"&gt;MYT&lt;/a&gt; my blogging has grown in two different directions now.  For those of you who are consistent readers, I have been known from time to time to go on about different issues that are near and dear to my heart.  As a result, I have created Jeff's Action Guide (in great tribute to &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com"&gt;Michael Moore's&lt;/a&gt; "Mike's Action Guide").  That way I can keep things a bit more organized, in that my general thoughts, quirks, and film tidbits will remain on this page (as well as my World Cup Hockey rants), and anything of a more serious, slightly (holds his breath) political nature, will be posted on my sister site, &lt;a href="http://neolithicaction.blogspot.com"&gt;Jeff's Action Guide&lt;/a&gt;.  Even though I have come to the realization that this does not motivate most of my friends and readers, I encourage you to take a look and give me your feedback from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109416175337735321?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109416175337735321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109416175337735321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109416175337735321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109416175337735321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/too-much-to-do-too-little-time.html' title='Too much to do, too little time...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109414691202396599</id><published>2004-09-02T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T10:41:52.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada 5 Slovakia 1</title><content type='html'>Well, it's slowly becoming official... Canada saved all it's strength, didn't apply it to the Olympic team, and saved it all for the game of all games, HOCKEY!!  After beating the USA 2-1, the very next night, still in the hallowed hockey city of Montreal, PQ, &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/sports/hockey/world-cup-2004/stories.html?/news/2004/09/01/Sports/canada-slovakia040901"&gt;we handily defeated Slovakia 5-1&lt;/a&gt;.  Now I'm becoming much more glad that I spent less time watching Olympic events, and more time on the World Cup.  Next up, Russia, at 7pm here in Toronto.  Here's keeping my fingers crossed that I win the lotto or something and can afford the several hundred per ticket I'm expecting, and can go see the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH CANADA!!&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109414691202396599?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109414691202396599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109414691202396599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109414691202396599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109414691202396599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/canada-5-slovakia-1.html' title='Canada 5 Slovakia 1'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109405142803519152</id><published>2004-09-01T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T08:10:28.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada Beats USA 2-1!!!</title><content type='html'>Canada 2 USA 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat - Canada 2 USA 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess you still get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/story/sports/national/2004/08/31/Sports/canada-usa040831.html"&gt;The Canadians took to the ice wearing replica sweaters as a tribute to the 1920 Winnipeg Falcons, Canada's first Olympic gold medallists at Antwerp, Belgium.&lt;/a&gt;  I guess some things just don't change.  In Canada, not too much money is poured into developing world class athletes, less one sport, HOCKEY!  And how convenient that the World Cup of Hockey is happening in the wake of the end of the Olympics.  I just can't wait for the all night street party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH CANADA!&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109405142803519152?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109405142803519152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109405142803519152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109405142803519152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109405142803519152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/09/canada-beats-usa-2-1.html' title='Canada Beats USA 2-1!!!'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109397463645828353</id><published>2004-08-31T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T10:50:36.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet more random thoughts, now from a blood thirsty Canadian hockey fan</title><content type='html'>Well, now that the disappointment of the Olympics is over, where &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/olympics/"&gt;Canada only got 3 Gold, 6 Silver, and 3 Bronze medals&lt;/a&gt; (mental note - Yuck!  We suck rocks... big smelly rocks), where as the United States (bigger groan - they're great friends, but we gotta beat them somehow) got 35 Gold, 39 Silver, and 29 Bronze for a total of 103, compared to our wimpy 12.  I know they have 10 times the population, but dammit, they shouldn't win 10 times the medals.  if that was the case, then China should have won 400 medals approx, as compared to the 63 they gobbled up.  Something's gotta change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny enough, for those (probably one other) that read this blog that are into hockey, the &lt;a href="http://wch2004.com/index.html"&gt;World Cup of Hockey&lt;/a&gt; is starting, and now I'm dreaming of repeat scores from the 2002 Salt Lake City winter olympics.  Canada 5, USA 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat... Canada 5, USA 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat... Canada 5, USA 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on, but I get the feeling you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is a dark spot.  It's been 8 years since there was a World Cup, and for all you people who aren't aware, the last time we were in the cup, we lost to the USA (note my BIG GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR).  For more info, check this story out on the CBC's website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/story/sports/national/2004/08/30/Sports/wcoh040830.html"&gt;Canada, USA resume rivalry at World Cup of Hockey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the beautiful part... we play the US tonight at 7pm EDT.  So lets all lift up our glasses as we smite the USA back and demolish them in the game of all games, HOCKEY!  And here's to Canada being victorious, and a big all-Canada street party, to last throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH CANADA!!&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109397463645828353?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109397463645828353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109397463645828353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109397463645828353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109397463645828353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/yet-more-random-thoughts-now-from.html' title='Yet more random thoughts, now from a blood thirsty Canadian hockey fan'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109388319266786811</id><published>2004-08-30T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T09:26:32.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts from an overworked filmmaker</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... where to start.  Well, I guess for starters, this weekend I've been a little down in the dumps (though Dawn keeps telling me not to be stressing about it) that I couldn't be Gaffer for Karah's shoot.  I really wanted to, I loved her idea for the film, but my father wanted me to work this weekend, and frankly, I did need the money.  I just feel really bad, and hope that Karah et. al. aren't completely upset with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, I have to shoot (at least the special effects portion) of my two-page short film for Andrew and Sherry's class.  I'm so looking forward to it because I'm going to try what is called a difference matte (when you shoot 10 seconds of the background, then shoot your action, all with the camera locked off, then you can take the background away from your actors in post production).  Well, I'm just hoping that enough people show up for class that I can get these shots accomplished.  There's only one or two who are actually serious about getting the shots done, so I'm just a bit worried that this won't turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I think it's about time to get some work done on this, so hopefully things will turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109388319266786811?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109388319266786811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109388319266786811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109388319266786811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109388319266786811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/random-thoughts-from-overworked.html' title='Random thoughts from an overworked filmmaker'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109344426325868220</id><published>2004-08-25T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T07:38:42.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Babe is finally here!!!! YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/DSCI0488.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/DSCI0488.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the moment we both have been waiting for has arrived five days ago at Lester B. Pearson airport.  I finally met Dawn in person for the first time, and it was the best feeling I have ever felt seeing her walk out of customs and baggage claim towards me.  It definitely took a few days for the whole thing to sink in, but I am so happy that she is with me now.  And when I say happy, I really mean I just have realized how much I truly love her.  I can't bear to let her leave my sight now.  Even the washroom is a lil tough :P.  For so long I thought that true love couldn't be found, but I know Dawn and I have it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we are off to go see Lake Ontario today, so see you all later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109344426325868220?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109344426325868220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109344426325868220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109344426325868220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109344426325868220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-babe-is-finally-here-yay.html' title='My Babe is finally here!!!! YAY!!!'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109327470470012533</id><published>2004-08-23T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T09:27:58.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quiz Thingy again</title><content type='html'>Well, leave it to &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;quizilla&lt;/a&gt; to create the most daft quizzes imaginable.  Here are a couple for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061402478_CWINDOWSDesktoplove2.jpg" border="0" width=400" height="200" alt="Aphrodite"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;Aphrodite/Eros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff ... yeah prolly right.&lt;br /&gt;Dawn ... hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888631_wfluffanti.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8af06fc)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;anti-social&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff ... don't all rooms have pads.&lt;br /&gt;Dawn ... LMFAOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jsimner/1062436747_sixteen.jpg" border="0" alt="My inner child is sixteen years old today"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My inner child is sixteen years old!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's not fair! It's never been fair, but while&lt;br&gt;adults might just accept that, I know&lt;br&gt;something's gotta change. And it's gonna&lt;br&gt;change, just as soon as I become an adult and&lt;br&gt;get some power of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jsimner/quizzes/How%20Old%20is%20Your%20Inner%20Child%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How Old is Your Inner Child?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff ... I thought I was older dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;Dawn ... 16?? Damn I got some catching up to do!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109327470470012533?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109327470470012533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109327470470012533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109327470470012533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109327470470012533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/quiz-thingy-again.html' title='The Quiz Thingy again'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109302638443724623</id><published>2004-08-20T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T11:26:24.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Minutes Proposal Submitted</title><content type='html'>Well, it's finally in.  Having submitted the proposal to direct my own fifth term project, I'm left with a few feelings.  First, it's almost been a year since I started.  Where did all the time go.  Second, I can't believe it's my time to be up to direct.  But, most importantly... I HOPE I GET PICKED!!!  It feels like a crap shoot now.  Is my stuff good enough to get picked.  Everyone tells me yes, which is comforting, but I have this nervous fear of Murphy's Law (it shows up a lot in the film industry - go fig) will rear it's ugly head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, for all those who tell me I work too hard and that I'm better than I let myself believe, I am taking huge pride in the fact that I believed I did my best, and that I know that Rick and John (the heads of the &lt;a href="http://www.torontofilmschool.ca"&gt;film school&lt;/a&gt;) will pick me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, Dawn will be here in less than 4 hours.  YAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109302638443724623?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109302638443724623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109302638443724623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109302638443724623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109302638443724623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/last-minutes-proposal-submitted.html' title='The Last Minutes Proposal Submitted'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109280615888648660</id><published>2004-08-17T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T22:28:25.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got the pics for last weekend's shoot developed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/F1000014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/F1000014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as I was on the first student shoot for 35mm, I only found it appropriate (and since I don't have a digicam - funny, still photography is cheaper in film and motion is cheaper in digital - how odd) that I take some photographs in 35mm.  The main difference, you have to wait for 35mm to be developed.  Well, I have, and I have them not only developed, but burned on CD for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, having said that, stay tuned to my other &lt;a href="http://ca.geocities.com/jeffvickers1972"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; for a complete picture posting (bear with me - here in the sticks I only have dialup).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109280615888648660?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109280615888648660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109280615888648660&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109280615888648660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109280615888648660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/got-pics-for-last-weekends-shoot.html' title='Got the pics for last weekend&apos;s shoot developed'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109269096474779112</id><published>2004-08-16T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T14:16:04.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe finished</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a crazy three days, but we finally finished shooting Breathe for Justin.  And the beautiful thing about the crew... they all want to work on my fifth term, "The Last Minutes".  After this weekend, and the support they gave me and my script, I'm feeling uber-confident (is that a word?) that I will not only be picked to do a fifth term project, but as well, be selected to shoot the 35mm, making me the second director to do so (Justin was the first).  So stay tuned here, on my &lt;a href="http://ca.geocities.com/jeffvickers1972"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and I will soon be publishing a website for the film itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109269096474779112?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109269096474779112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109269096474779112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109269096474779112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109269096474779112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/breathe-finished.html' title='Breathe finished'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109244849083589989</id><published>2004-08-13T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T18:54:50.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one of shooting Breathe finished -- finally.</title><content type='html'>I just ask this.  Why would somebody choose to shoot on Friday the 13th?  To be honest though the shoot started off really really well.  But then tragedy happened.  One of our film magazines was faulty, and it ripped apart half a reel of film.  Arrrrggggghhhh!  That little boo-boo cost us about five hours of shooting time.  God, if this were a real Hollywood set, that would cost close to twenty thousand dollars for that little boo boo.  I don't think my heart could handle that at this stage of my filmmaking career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I was just an electric on that set (PPPHHHHEEEWWWW)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I should get back to getting the one I've got to direct (yikes!) and I'll post more as it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109244849083589989?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109244849083589989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109244849083589989&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109244849083589989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109244849083589989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/day-one-of-shooting-breathe-finished.html' title='Day one of shooting Breathe finished -- finally.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109233320917770800</id><published>2004-08-12T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T10:53:29.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished shooting the 16mm</title><content type='html'>Well, we're finished about half of the shooting for the short film "The Boy Who Cried Magnum", and although we had a few problems, we got all the shots off in about four hours or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, there was a bit of equipment we didn't get on the list.  The dolly.  Completely forgot the grey card (on film you have to shoot a few seconds of grey card so as to get proper colour transfer when you print the film).  Forgot the monitor altogether, but the director was also one of the stars, so all is good.  However, we had the heart attack nearly when Matt, our sound mixer, forgot to pick up the mixer, DAT, and shotgun kit.  So here is my first plug... Justin McIntosh, you are our saviour.  Your going to get a big special thanks for opening up the equipment room late to get us our gear.  And as for Matt, come on man, pick up the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now a two week wait until we shoot the video half.  So now I can work on my fifth term project, plus working on Justin's shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109233320917770800?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109233320917770800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109233320917770800&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109233320917770800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109233320917770800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/finished-shooting-16mm.html' title='Finished shooting the 16mm'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109220585361376884</id><published>2004-08-10T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T23:30:53.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About to hit production on The Boy Who Cried Magnum</title><content type='html'>Well, our fourth term is about to be shot later today (well, at least the film half of the project).  I do have to say one thing, we're at lower stress than some of the other groups.  And not to toot my own horn, but when you have an organized producer (note my big cheesy grin here), things get done, and less panic ensues.  I'm still worried about the story though, I mean, come on, a guy who couldn't get his piece up?  And it's NOT a porn flick?  From now on I want to work on films that have a bit of a stronger story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god this organization has given me time to stress mad about winning the pitch for the fifth term project.  I think I have a good story, and if you want to read it, just drop me a line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109220585361376884?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109220585361376884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109220585361376884&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109220585361376884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109220585361376884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/about-to-hit-production-on-boy-who.html' title='About to hit production on The Boy Who Cried Magnum'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109215141473104268</id><published>2004-08-10T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T08:24:06.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Harry Potter Quizzes</title><content type='html'>Well, since the fates say I belong in Harry Potter, I figured let's go all the way and see who I should be in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=1182" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=#000000 bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor='083360'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=1182' target='_new' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #ffffff; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;' color= '#ffffff'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Harry Potter character are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Name &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in0' size='32' maxlength='64' value='neolithic'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;DOB &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in1' size='32' maxlength='64' value='Dec 19, 1972'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Favourite Color &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in2' size='32' maxlength='64' value='black'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your pride yourself on your&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cleverness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your pet should be a(n)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Owl, cat, rat, ferret, snake, dragon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your soulmate is&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lord Voldemort&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;If your soul mate is yourself then&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You must think highly of yourself or no-one wants you *looks down* sorry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your destiny is to&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;St. Mungo's my dear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor=#083360&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Try Your Answers!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font size=-1 style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;B&gt;This &lt;A href="http://www.kwiz.biz/" style='color : #000000;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color=black&gt;QuickKwiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=2535'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color='#000000'&gt;Rose Eva&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 944 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style='font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;'&gt;New - &lt;A href='http://www.datingtips.ws/' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;Dating Advice&lt;/a&gt; written by YOU!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's just no escaping it.  I just hope I'm wrong and Harry doesn't die killing Lord Voldemort in the seventh and final chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109215141473104268?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109215141473104268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109215141473104268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109215141473104268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109215141473104268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/more-harry-potter-quizzes.html' title='More Harry Potter Quizzes'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109214929771993608</id><published>2004-08-10T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T07:51:04.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just can't escape Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Yep, it's official... I must be a Harry Potter nut, check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=4051" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=#000000 bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor='083360'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=4051' target='_new' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #ffffff; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;' color= '#ffffff'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What movie do you belong in?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Name &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in0' size='32' maxlength='64' value='Jeff'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;DOB &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in1' size='32' maxlength='64' value='December 19, 1972'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Favourite Color &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in2' size='32' maxlength='64' value='black'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You belong in&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You will play&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;an extra, but you're the best damned bystander out there!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You will play opposite&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You will get paid&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;eh, a pretty big sum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor=#083360&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Try Your Answers!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font size=-1 style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;B&gt;This &lt;A href="http://www.kwiz.biz/" style='color : #000000;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color=black&gt;QuickKwiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=7983'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color='#000000'&gt;silent_kenny&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 92 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style='font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;'&gt;New! Get Free &lt;a href='http://astrology.kwiz.biz' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;Horoscopes&lt;/a&gt; from Kwiz.Biz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's got to be right.  It says I'll be an extra, so it knows I can't act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109214929771993608?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109214929771993608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109214929771993608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109214929771993608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109214929771993608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-cant-escape-harry-potter.html' title='Just can&apos;t escape Harry Potter'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109212260794988915</id><published>2004-08-10T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T00:23:27.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America:  Your president wants to attack you...</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought I heard and saw it all until i read (and watched) &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/index.php?id=126"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  Well, after reading, then watching (yup at school, my dialup doesn't like files over 1 MB for streaming), I have come to two possible conclusions.  Either George W. Bush doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground, can't read, write, or even talk at higher than a third grade education level (geez Yale must have low academic standards), and this is the person leading the "greatest" power in the free world.  Or, more frighteningly, George really wants to assault his own people.  Either way, a very frightening concept for the most powerful man in the free world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/index.php?id=126"&gt;Check the page and video out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109212260794988915?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109212260794988915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109212260794988915&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109212260794988915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109212260794988915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/america-your-president-wants-to-attack.html' title='America:  Your president wants to attack you...'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109207941900835521</id><published>2004-08-09T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:23:57.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What movie are you?</title><content type='html'>I'm really beginning to like that kwiz.biz site for silly online quizzes a whole lot better than quizilla.  And being the filmmaker and film fan that I am, I had to take this one.  So here are the results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=2434" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=#000000 bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor='083360'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=2434' target='_new' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #ffffff; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;' color= '#ffffff'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Movie are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Name&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in0' size='32' maxlength='64' value='Jeff Vickers'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;DOB&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in1' size='32' maxlength='64' value='Dec 19, 1972'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Favourite Color&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in2' size='32' maxlength='64' value='black'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor=#083360&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Try Your Answers!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font size=-1 style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;B&gt;This &lt;A href="http://www.kwiz.biz/" style='color : #000000;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color=black&gt;QuickKwiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=928'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color='#000000'&gt;michelle_3302&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 203 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style='font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;'&gt;New! Get Free &lt;a href='http://astrology.kwiz.biz' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;Daily Horoscopes&lt;/a&gt; from Kwiz.Biz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, babe, I guess there's no escaping Harry Potter here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109207941900835521?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109207941900835521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109207941900835521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109207941900835521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109207941900835521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-movie-are-you.html' title='What movie are you?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109207880089471928</id><published>2004-08-09T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:18:10.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Visitors... YAY</title><content type='html'>Well, since I got a hit counter for this site (and hey, the new look didn't reset it for once... I think I'm finally figuring these things out), which was July 30, I have now gotten 100 visitors.  Yay.  Hell, on my own website, I haven't got 100 visitors yet.  But funny, the majority of the hits are from North America Eastern time zone (probably me), and the UK (Dawn, silk, and Will).  I know I've whined about people not hitting my site, but hey, 100 in 11 days isn't too bad.  Hell I should easily hit 1000 by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies for anyone I couldn't figure out hit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109207880089471928?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109207880089471928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109207880089471928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109207880089471928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109207880089471928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/100-visitors-yay.html' title='100 Visitors... YAY'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-10920784310640776</id><published>2004-08-09T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:07:38.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babe are you too shy?</title><content type='html'>Well, once again I made my way to silk's site for another quiz, and now I know this quiz is a fraud... just check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=2676" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=#000000 bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor='083360'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=2676' target='_new' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #ffffff; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;' color= '#ffffff'&gt;&lt;b&gt;IS SOME ONE IN LOVE WITH YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Name&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in0' size='32' maxlength='64' value='Jeff Vickers'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;DOB&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in1' size='32' maxlength='64' value='Dec 19, 1972'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Favourite Color&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in2' size='32' maxlength='64' value='black'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is some one in love with you right now&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes, but they are too shy to admit it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;are you in love right now&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor=#083360&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Try Your Answers!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font size=-1 style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;B&gt;This &lt;A href="http://www.kwiz.biz/" style='color : #000000;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color=black&gt;quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=5683'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color='#000000'&gt;therat429&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 12146 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style='font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;'&gt;New! Get Free &lt;a href='http://astrology.kwiz.biz' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;Horoscopes&lt;/a&gt; from Kwiz.Biz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, maybe your a little shy when you told me initially, more than 14 weeks ago how you felt, but I don't think your that shy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-10920784310640776?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/10920784310640776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=10920784310640776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/10920784310640776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/10920784310640776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/babe-are-you-too-shy.html' title='Babe are you too shy?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109203108148839180</id><published>2004-08-08T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T22:58:01.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Kind of Monster</title><content type='html'>Well, finally got off of my butt this weekend and got myself going to see a film.  And what did I pick?  Some Kind of Monster, the documentary about the last two years of Metallica, trying to get their new release, St. Anger, produce, amidst their bassist quitting (eventually ending up with Ozzy), James Hetfield going into rehab, and the band rediscovering their old identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the story rather compelling, but frankly, when the film started playing and I saw it was shot in 4:3 (standard television aspect ratio, not widescreen), something churned in my gut.  Even as the movie progressed, which was for the most part very chronological, you could begin to notice something.  The filmmakers were getting a bit lazy technically.  The framing started getting amateurish.  I could go on, but I will sum it up this way, it was a great story for Metallica fans, but the filmmakers lost something in the translation to the big screen.  It really isn't visually satisfying.  I guess it's a good movie if you don't mind watching Lars Ulrich talking in a close up of his head for two hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to the producers of the film... give me the footage... I want to see if I can cut a better version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109203108148839180?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109203108148839180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109203108148839180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109203108148839180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109203108148839180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/some-kind-of-monster.html' title='Some Kind of Monster'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109182400795852940</id><published>2004-08-06T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T13:28:57.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one day I wish I was American</title><content type='html'>I have been stirred with this feeling ever since seeing &lt;a href="http://www.fahrentheit911.com"&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11...&lt;/a&gt;  I want to be an American citizen for just one day and one purpose... to cast my vote for John Kerry and get that election thief outta office.  But, as a hockey playing, beer (and that's real beer, not water that they serve in the US) drinking Canadian (not Canuck dear, and btw :P), I can't decide who will run the country that ultimately affect the fortunes of most other countries on this planet.  Then I ran across this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="107" width="277" name="worldvotes" id="worldvotes" scrolling="no" title="theworldvotes.org" src="http://www.theworldvotes.org/banners/banner1.html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theworldvotes.org"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The World Votes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a site dedicated to folks like me... who, although not American citizens, want to express their voice because they do realize this election holds many implications for all of us.  If you're interested, please check it out, and I will leave a link on the sidebar as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wandered here, and nearly fell over laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.GWBush04.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://GWBush04.com/img/ban/468x60-5.gif" width="400" height="48" border="0" alt="GWBush04.com - George Bush for President"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link I followed from Michael Moore's sight was a little vague, but I figured it showed the darker side of his presidency.  But oh my God, I didn't realize how funny.  Check some of this out on the tag bar I'm putting on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May George W. have the presidency stolen away from him and put back into the hands of the American people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Vickers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109182400795852940?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109182400795852940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109182400795852940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109182400795852940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109182400795852940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-day-i-wish-i-was-american.html' title='The one day I wish I was American'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109173530856482352</id><published>2004-08-05T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T12:48:28.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Chinese Mythological Being Are You?</title><content type='html'>Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but a turtle isn't a mythological being.  I don't know if I 100$% agree with what this one says... but I agree with the protection from the northern wind.  Anyway here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Aeon65/1075786155_ythsTurtle.jpg" border="0" alt="Xuan Wu ~ Turtle"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Xuan Wu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mythological background: Because the turtle has a&lt;br&gt;thick, solid shell that serves as protection - &lt;br&gt;this animal is associated with stability. You&lt;br&gt;enjoy intellectual pursuits.&lt;br /&gt; Also, in Feng Shui (the Chinese myths behind&lt;br&gt;choosing a house), the black turtle's solidity&lt;br&gt;is used to protect from cold northern winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Aeon65/quizzes/Which%20Chinese%20Mythological%20%20Being%20%20Are%20You%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Chinese Mythological  Being  Are You? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109173530856482352?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109173530856482352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109173530856482352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109173530856482352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109173530856482352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-chinese-mythological-being-are.html' title='What Chinese Mythological Being Are You?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109172660489798510</id><published>2004-08-05T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T10:23:24.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of kiss are you?</title><content type='html'>Well, seeing as I love quizzes so much (well at least to post in those vacant times when I get writer's block and such) I came across this one at &lt;a href="http://justbreathe.blogs.com"&gt;silk's blog&lt;/a&gt; and figured somebody out there might have a vested interest in the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without furthur adieu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/ghettokitty/1047299558_izdominant.jpg" border="0" alt="dominant"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have a dominant kiss- you take charge and make&lt;br&gt;sure your partner can feel it! Done artfully,&lt;br&gt;it can be very satisfactory if he/she is into&lt;br&gt;you playing the dominant role MEORW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ghettokitty/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20kiss%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of kiss are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So babe, better brace yourself when you get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109172660489798510?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109172660489798510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109172660489798510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109172660489798510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109172660489798510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-kind-of-kiss-are-you.html' title='What kind of kiss are you?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109164703213890879</id><published>2004-08-04T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T12:35:26.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look and Forgotten News</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally got tired of the old orange and white off and got a little bit more organized look to my blog.  I hope you guys like it, I just find it a refreshing change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/Sith.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/Sith.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I miss this?  I go to &lt;a href="http://www.starwars.com"&gt;starwars.com&lt;/a&gt; every day and haven't seen it until I stumbled onto a link of a link.  Do I have to revoke my fanboy status?  What is happening to me?  Have I truly turned to the dark side of the force?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109164703213890879?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109164703213890879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109164703213890879&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109164703213890879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109164703213890879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-look-and-forgotten-news.html' title='New Look and Forgotten News'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109156938713652761</id><published>2004-08-03T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T15:24:07.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear and Consumption, mixed signals all in one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/3_21_statue_of_liberty.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/3_21_statue_of_liberty.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was an historic event.  It marked the first day, although with the use of heavy security, that the Statue of Liberty has been open to the public since the September 11 terrorist attacks on the World Trade Centre.  However, the news of such an event is laden with the constant threat of terror in the continental United States.  And this in an America (and let's be honest, world), that is fresh off of seeing &lt;a href="http://www.fahrenheit911.com"&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;/a&gt; where it becomes extremely obvious that the government constantly is sending people mixed messages as to wether or not their world is safe, to always keep the public on that edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my first stop was to the &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,127842,00.html"&gt;FOX News website&lt;/a&gt; which almost relays both the happy and sad news in one breath.  After looking at that page, I began to realize two things.  One, the page is awfully busy with both furthur stories of terror in a tagline box (9 extra stories total by my count), building up to the intense drama on the vast plethora of reality shows FOX now airs.  If I didn't know any better, I would swear FOX just thought the news was nothing but another reality television show, where the American public are puppets much like the volunteering cast of a reality show, where the Producers can do whatever they want to the innocent assuming public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrolling furthur down the page, I found this headline, &lt;strong&gt;America The Evil&lt;/strong&gt;, right on top of a picture of the Canadian Flag.  Excuse my french, but what the fuck?  This is just my slant, but it seems that FOX wants to dissuade it's "loyal viewers" from persuasion by more objective "Canadian" viewpoints that may exist in cyberspace, painting us Canadians to be such advocates of evil and Americana that they do not listen.  *Note to anyone reading from the good old USA.  I'm not anti-american.  I just don't trust a broadcaster who makes us Canucks look like a nation more evil than the Dark Lord of the Sith.  Mind you we should expect this.  Fox is the broadcaster that first changed the perception that Gore won Florida and declared Bush the winner, and led to a 30 + day crooked recount that ousted President Gore and made a coup that put Bush into power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com"&gt;CNN's site&lt;/a&gt; isn't that bad.  It still paints a broad picture of the mixed signals, but doesn't nearly feed on the consumption from fear that FOX does.  Looking more homeward, the &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca"&gt;CBC's site&lt;/a&gt; has the Paraguay Fire Death Toll Rises to 464 as their lead story, with the terrorism as a smaller side story on their site.  That same story on FOX is so far down on the story list it's almost recognizable.  It seems that the government, along with the broadcasters, are creating an environment of fear that is much greater than the one created by the attacks on 9/11.  And as for the alleged terrorist activities on the financial centres in the USA, I believe they are nothing more than government propaganda to keep people scared and remind them they should vote for Bush to save them in the upcoming election.  What a load of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that people, wether they be American or not, &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com"&gt;DO SOMETHING&lt;/a&gt; by A - visiting the previous link to Michael Moore's site, B - for the Americans reading this - vote Democrat, take back what is rightfully yours, and C - and this is the radical one - stop watching FOX.  And I don't mean just the news.  Stop watching all of their programming, including the Simpsons.  We have to send a signal that we won't swallow their shit anymore, and do it wholly.  And I know the Simpson's is tough.  I love the Simpson's, but I cannot support a station who treats it's viewing public in such a demeaning fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined to make a difference,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Vickers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109156938713652761?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109156938713652761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109156938713652761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109156938713652761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109156938713652761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/fear-and-consumption-mixed-signals-all.html' title='Fear and Consumption, mixed signals all in one.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109155244216334065</id><published>2004-08-03T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T10:00:42.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to keep my head up when everything seems against me.</title><content type='html'>Well, at least I never knew life was easy.  I just didn't know it was this difficult.  The worst part is I look around and it always seems others are having a much better go of it than I am, which makes it all the more frustrating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, the distance and futility of the fact there's one useless pond called the Atlantic has really put a lot of stress on me and Dawn as of late.  Top that off with her trying to stop smoking, and right now all hell seems to be breaking loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, trying to find a crew for my fifth term is becoming more and more of a challenge.  People I thought I could rely upon, I can't, and now I'm seriously doubting if I can actually get picked for the fifth term project.  And yet again I look around and see everyone else seems to be good about it.  What is it about me that does this all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I know is today isn't over yet, and tomorrow's another day, so I have to go back to the trenches to make this bizzare roller coaster work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109155244216334065?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109155244216334065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109155244216334065&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109155244216334065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109155244216334065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/trying-to-keep-my-head-up-when.html' title='Trying to keep my head up when everything seems against me.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109142828964644933</id><published>2004-08-01T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T23:46:34.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts - about all that's going through my mind</title><content type='html'>Well, to start things off, yesterday, working for my dad, was the busiest day of the summer season and the busiest I've seen in a while.  We had nearly 2,000 people at the park, the most, erm, interesting of which was from the "Church of God".  First off, if you see this like me, Church of God just seems totally redundant.  Of course the Church should be of God.  Talk about ask a silly question.  But, having had to lifeguard these "little angels", I found out we were letting them wear their shirts (which around these parts is considered a health and safety violation) because by enforcing such a rule, we were being racist, and didn't let them propagate their beliefs that they shouldn't expose much skin.  Nothing like getting a dose of holier than thou on the hottest, longest work day of the year.  Not to mention, tomorrow is a Canadian civic holiday, of which I must work.  The bad news... I have to work yet another holiday.  The good news... I get paid time and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about work.  At home, my parents have headed off to a friend of my dad's cottage for a day and a half.  Party over here!!!!  But wait.  Most of you reading this live too far away to manage to get here before my parents get back.  And the rest of my friends, well, you live in your own places, so I guess that whole novelty has worn off a long time ago.  God I need to find more to do.  Dawn I really gotta get you out here soon before I get batty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, back to reading Stupid White Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109142828964644933?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109142828964644933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109142828964644933&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109142828964644933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109142828964644933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/08/random-thoughts-about-all-thats-going.html' title='Random Thoughts - about all that&apos;s going through my mind'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109131333789439959</id><published>2004-07-31T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T15:35:37.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Village</title><content type='html'>Well, last night was the premiere of M. Night Shyamalan's new film, &lt;a href="http://thevillage.movies.go.com"&gt;The Village&lt;/a&gt;.  Overall, I thought it was a good film, but still have a mixed feeling about it.  After about a day to ponder it, I get the feeling that I could anticipate the end of the movie.  Still the standouts were Joaquin Phoenix and Adrien Brody, both who played their roles to a T.  But I guess after four films with him, you begin to see the clues he leaves you and can start to figure out his films on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109131333789439959?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109131333789439959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109131333789439959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109131333789439959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109131333789439959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/village.html' title='The Village'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109121382223226471</id><published>2004-07-30T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T11:58:05.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What porn has made me believe.</title><content type='html'>Well, if you are like me (god help you if you are), then you have a certain friend who forwards every single stupid joke email in the galaxy toward you.  But aside from doing mass deletes of your mailbox, potentially losing some very personal email along the way, you do run across the odd really good joke.  Well, here's one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT PORN HAS MADE ME BELIEVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Women wear high heels to bed.&lt;br /&gt;2. Men are never impotent.&lt;br /&gt;3. When going down on a woman 10 secs is more than satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;4. If a woman gets busted masturbating by a strange man, she will not scream with embarrassment, but rather insist he have sex with her.&lt;br /&gt;5. Women smile appreciatively when men splat them in the face with sperm.&lt;br /&gt;6. Women enjoy having sex with ugly,middle-aged men.&lt;br /&gt;7. Women moan uncontrollably when giving a blowjob.&lt;br /&gt;8. Women always orgasm when men do.&lt;br /&gt;9. A blowjob will always get a women off a speeding fine.&lt;br /&gt;10. All women are noisy bitches.&lt;br /&gt;11. People in the 70's couldn't fuck unless there was a wild guitar solo in the background.&lt;br /&gt;12. Those tits are real.&lt;br /&gt;13. A common and enjoyable sexual practice for a man is to take his half-erect penis and slap it repeatedly on a woman's butt.&lt;br /&gt;14. Men always groan "OH YEAH!" when they cum.&lt;br /&gt;15. If there is two of them they "high five" each other.(and the girl isn't disgusted!)&lt;br /&gt;16. Double penetration makes women smile.&lt;br /&gt;17. Asian men don't exist.&lt;br /&gt;18. If you come across a guy and his girlfriend having sex in the bushes, the boyfriend won't bash seven shades of shit out of you if you shove your cock in his girlfriend's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;19. There's a plot.&lt;br /&gt;20. When taking a woman from behind, a man can really excite a woman by giving her a gentle slap on the butt.&lt;br /&gt;21. Nurses suck patients cocks.&lt;br /&gt;22. Men always pull out.&lt;br /&gt;23. When your girlfriend busts you getting head from her best friend, she will only be momentarily pissed off before fucking the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;24. Women never have headaches... or periods.&lt;br /&gt;25. When a woman is sucking a man's cock, it's important for him to remind her to "suck it".&lt;br /&gt;26. Assholes are clean.&lt;br /&gt;27. A man ejaculating on a womans butt is a satisfying result for all parties concerned.&lt;br /&gt;28. Women always look pleasantly surprised when they open a man's trousers and find a cock there.&lt;br /&gt;29. Men don't have to beg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When standing during a blowjob, a man will always place one hand&lt;br /&gt;firmly on the back of the kneeling woman's head and the other proudly on his hip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers everybody&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109121382223226471?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109121382223226471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109121382223226471&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109121382223226471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109121382223226471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-porn-has-made-me-believe.html' title='What porn has made me believe.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109107710892998379</id><published>2004-07-28T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T21:58:28.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I almost forgot baseball was in season</title><content type='html'>How on earth did this happen?  Well, I do know what happened.  And before Dawn, silk, Tia, Will, amongst others, comes forth and says you work too bloody hard (yes I know I do, I'm just beginning to realize this now - k all I'm a right daft git, and Dawn still finds me lovable), I have been very focused at school and working with my dad, and spending what little free time I have talking to Dawn, I tend to forget there is a world out there.  But this is also combined with the fact that Canada actually had a team in the Stanley Cup this year for the first time in ten years (although most of the American teams are loaded with top Canadian talent), I really didn't want to divert what little focus I had for hockey somewhere else, but also due to a weird scheduling in baseball this year, my beloved &lt;a href="http://yankees.mlb.com"&gt;New York Yankees&lt;/a&gt; haven't come to Toronto until this Monday, well more than halfway through the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was rather refreshing to go to the skydome and see more than 5,000 fans cheering the Jays.  Tonight there were 31,385 in the seats, most of which were supporting the Yankees.  Ahh, how it was so ironic to hear loud chants of "Lets go Yankees" in Toronto.  So if logic dictates, there were 5,000 Blue Jays fans, smattered with 26,385 New York Yankee fans in the seats.  Woooooooo Hoooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess it's true.  Toronto really wants to be like New York.  Hell, it's the only city in Canada who doesn't support it's CFL team, hoping one day the NFL will come and put a team in here.  But the funny part is that a team like the Saskatchewan Roughriders, in a province of almost 1 million people, turn out 10 times more fans per game than the Blue Jays do.  I'm just going to say this to all those Toronto-ites out there... You are NOT New York, at best, your a second rate hockey city, who haven't won a cup since 1967.  VIVE LE CLUB DE HOCKEY CANADIEN DE MONTREAL.  MONTREAL C'EST MA VILLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I did take a lotta pics from the game, so I will be posting a few in the next couple of days, along with complaining about the Yankees losing tonight.  Time to cry in my beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109107710892998379?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109107710892998379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109107710892998379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109107710892998379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109107710892998379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-almost-forgot-baseball-was-in-season.html' title='I almost forgot baseball was in season'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109099289160478819</id><published>2004-07-27T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T22:34:51.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought I was that religious.</title><content type='html'>Well, I just have to say this.  You notice the weirdest things when you ever so slightly mistype your blog address.  I accidentally typed blogpsot instead of blogspot, and ended up &lt;a href="http://neolithic.blogpsot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  When I pulled up the page I really never knew I was quite so religious.  At first I thought it was a hacker, but after some squinting (I put my eyeglasses down because my eyes were getting tired) that I wasn't hacked after all, just mistyped my address.  Phew.  So if any of you mistype my address, don't fear, I haven't gone Ned Flanders on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109099289160478819?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109099289160478819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109099289160478819&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109099289160478819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109099289160478819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-never-thought-i-was-that-religious.html' title='I never thought I was that religious.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-10907135798210354</id><published>2004-07-24T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T17:12:42.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanic Children's Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/640/Titanic%205.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/1369/320/Titanic%205.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I have now seen it all.  At the park my dad runs, many of the corporate picnics that book now rent these massive inflatable playgrounds for the kids to play on (which leads me to thinking - when I was younger, all they ever did was give me a rock and a stick to play with).  They have mazes, games and slides.  But this one takes the cake.  A slide of the Titanic sinking.  And when I saw it, I thought this was a new low, until I heard there is an inflatable iceberg maze that goes along with it.  Now I've seen everything.  I'm just praying they don't make inflatable games of the twin towers in like 50 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-10907135798210354?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/10907135798210354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=10907135798210354&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/10907135798210354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/10907135798210354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/titanic-childrens-slide.html' title='Titanic Children&apos;s Slide'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109060196985434855</id><published>2004-07-23T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T09:59:29.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loft gets Rave Reviews!!!</title><content type='html'>Whoever said you couldn't make a film from putting pen to paper up to the World Premiere in one week... hasn't met me yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Waits for a chorus of applause]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, our first assignment for Video Production this term was to shoot this scene called "The Loft", from a successful motion picture (in which I actually have never seen in my life... plus they won't tell us what film it is yet... GRRR).  It's a scene where a wife, Sarah, confronts her husband, Charlie, about why there is no more passion in their relationship.  She thinks he's gay.  Well, I'm not going to wreck it for you.  I somewhat rewrote the scene, and just so you all know, it got laughs all across the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone reading (what, I must be up to five people worldwide who's read this site by now) wants a copy, please send me forty five dollars... errrm.... well if ya drop me a line, and I like ya a lot, I can send ya a copy somehow.  (Note to UK peeps out there... if I have to send it post, I'm going to have to figure out how to convert it to pal so bear with me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers everyone&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109060196985434855?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109060196985434855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109060196985434855&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109060196985434855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109060196985434855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/loft-gets-rave-reviews.html' title='The Loft gets Rave Reviews!!!'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109051422225086553</id><published>2004-07-22T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T09:40:05.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your best sexual skill?</title><content type='html'>Well, I ran across this on Will's blog site, and being in a state of grasping for interesting things to be replied too, I took it, and here are the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=2123" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=#000000 bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor='083360'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=2123' target='_new' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #ffffff; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;' color= '#ffffff'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Is Your Best Sexual Skill?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Name:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in0' size='32' maxlength='64' value='Jeff'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Age:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='in1' size='02' maxlength='02' value='31'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Sex:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;select name='in2' size='1'&gt;&lt;option value='Male' selected&gt;Male&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value='Female' &gt;Female&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Sexuality:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;select name='in3' size='1'&gt;&lt;option value='Straight' selected&gt;Straight&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value='Gay' &gt;Gay&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value='Bisexual' &gt;Bisexual&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=D8F3F3 colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Flirting Skill Level - &lt;b&gt;91%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align='center' width='250px' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0' border='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#006600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#00cc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#006600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#00cc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=D8F3F3 colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Kissing Skill Level - &lt;b&gt;64%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align='center' width='250px' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0' border='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#006600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#00cc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#006600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#00cc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=D8F3F3 colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Cudding Skill Level - &lt;b&gt;12%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align='center' width='250px' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0' border='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#006600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#00cc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#006600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#00cc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=D8F3F3 colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;Sex Skill Level - &lt;b&gt;73%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table align='center' width='250px' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0' border='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#006600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#00cc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=black&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='10px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#006600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#00cc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=Lime&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#99ff66&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ccff99&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffff33&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ffcc00&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff9900&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff6600&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height='5px' bgcolor=#ff3300&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why They Love You&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are too good to be true.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why They Hate You&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#D8F3F3'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;They can't bend the way you want them to.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center bgcolor=#083360&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Try Your Answers!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align=center&gt;&lt;font size=-1 style='color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;'&gt;&lt;B&gt;This &lt;A href="http://www.kwiz.biz/" style='color : #000000;'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color=black&gt;Quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href='http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=4711'&gt;&lt;font style='color : #000000;' color='#000000'&gt;lady_wintermoon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 349636 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style='font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;'&gt;New! Get Free &lt;a href='http://astrology.kwiz.biz' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;Daily Horoscopes&lt;/a&gt; from Kwiz.Biz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109051422225086553?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109051422225086553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109051422225086553&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109051422225086553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109051422225086553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/whats-your-best-sexual-skill_22.html' title='What&apos;s your best sexual skill?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109038620153283513</id><published>2004-07-20T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T22:03:21.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We finally got our first win</title><content type='html'>Hell must have finally frozen over.&amp;nbsp; My baseball team (and when I say baseball, I really mean slo-pitch or arc-ball, and when I say team, I really mean ringers) got our first win of the season.&amp;nbsp; I finally got out of my batting slump, going 4-4 scoring three runs and driving in two.&amp;nbsp; The only shame of this is that our league is a ten game season, we've played eight games and only won the one this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball is a fun diversion, just like life, but dammit, HOCKEY is serious.&amp;nbsp; Here's crossing my fingers that the NHL labour dispute ends before a lockout/strike, and a Canadian team once again gains the cup.&amp;nbsp; Mind you, this is after we embarrass the Americans in the world cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109038620153283513?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109038620153283513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109038620153283513&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109038620153283513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109038620153283513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/we-finally-got-our-first-win.html' title='We finally got our first win'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-109026509470568335</id><published>2004-07-19T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T12:24:54.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of my producer's nightmare</title><content type='html'>Well, I just got out of my first production meeting, and I do have to say that being a producer does have it's ups and downs.  First the ups (only cuz they're short), that I'm the only one on set who can break the director's balls.  Which leads me directly to the downs.  There's a lot of breaking to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how can I start.  Well, first off, a film should have a title right?  Am I going daft?  This film STILL has no title.  Second, it seems all the organization from the director's side has been done entirely on a cocktail napkin.  Today is a total day of me growling now.  Oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rants as they come.  I'm working on stuff I'm directing now.  I'll produce when that director gets his ass in gear finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-109026509470568335?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/109026509470568335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=109026509470568335&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109026509470568335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/109026509470568335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/beginning-of-my-producers-nightmare.html' title='The beginning of my producer&apos;s nightmare'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108987747514832809</id><published>2004-07-14T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T00:44:35.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe there are still people like this in the world.</title><content type='html'>Well, on my near 4 times daily reading of articles and posts at &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com"&gt;michaelmoore.com&lt;/a&gt; I just today ran across this post called &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/latestnews/mikeinthenews/index.php?id=78"&gt;Michael Moore:  Treacherous Traitor&lt;/a&gt;.  The article references John Alvarez, who has formed a group called Patriotic Americans Boycotting Anti-American Hollywood.  In it he makes this following claim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;More of our soldiers are dying as a result of Moore and his movie, and America is increasingly being threatened because of Moore's turncoat treachery. By falsely portraying our government in a negative light, as liars and manipulators, as well as our troops as baby killers and torturers, he incites blood-thirsty terrorists to strike at our homeland, our citizens and military personnel in an effort to weaken America's resolve to fight on to victory.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this, I am just wondering, how on Earth can a film, whose parting message was in regards to the troops saying "do not send us to give our lives unless it is absolutely necessary", and advocates the values of freedom of speech over war mongering being a direct cause of soldiers being killed in battle.  Even Charlton Heston isn't that daft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now maybe I just missed the point, but doesn't America stand for freedom of speech without censorship?  And given that, doesn't Mr. Alvarez and &lt;a href="http://www.pabaah.com"&gt;PABAAH&lt;/a&gt; stand against everything that the good ole US hold dear and true?  I took a look at their web page, only to find out that anything of value to learn about them is all "Member's only".  I didn't stick around to figure out if membership was free or not, seeing as I would never want to be affiliated with such militant near facist idealists.  Talk about the old bait and switch huh.  Ya gotta register with them just to figure out if you want to join.  Sounds like an easy way to make an enemies list.  McCarthy-ism here we come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, if you feel as I do, follow the last credit of Fahrenheit 9/11:  &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com"&gt;Do Something:  http://www.michaelmoore.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108987747514832809?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108987747514832809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108987747514832809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108987747514832809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108987747514832809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-cant-believe-there-are-still-people_15.html' title='I can&apos;t believe there are still people like this in the world.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108966784755340911</id><published>2004-07-12T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T14:30:47.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed getting my pitch.</title><content type='html'>Well, my fears were answered today.  Virtually nobody voted for my film idea except for myself and Kat.  So suffice to say I'm not feeling very overjoyed right now, although I'm not totally depressed, as I didn't expect to be picked by the class of drug addicts anyhow.  But still there are parts of me that takes this as a sidestep to being a director.  But on the brighter side, I am producing the project that I am working on, so at least I will have a producer credit to my name to boot (something I have been lacking as of yet) so all is not lost, even though I have no faith whatsoever that this film will be shot seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for The Last Minutes, Kat (my DOP) and myself are still primed to shoot once we have the scheduling for the fourth term projects set away, will work out what we need for my shoot, and go from there.  The only real disappointment is that I won't be able to expose it on film (listen closely, I am groaning quite a bit here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, more news as it becomes available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Vickers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108966784755340911?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108966784755340911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108966784755340911&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108966784755340911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108966784755340911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/missed-getting-my-pitch.html' title='Missed getting my pitch.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108960757779197961</id><published>2004-07-11T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T21:46:17.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts back</title><content type='html'>Well, Monday is the day I have been dreading.  Not because school is starting back up.  I am actually looking so forward to that (yes, I am a complete and utter film geek, if you haven't figured that out already), I can't wait to learn post audio, more advanced cinematography, and such, but that I'm just not looking forward to not getting my pitch voted on.  I still am going to shoot it either way, I just really want to get some 16 (or 35 if I'm lucky) film stock to shoot on.  I think I have about 5 people who do want to work on my film, so here's keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108960757779197961?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108960757779197961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108960757779197961&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108960757779197961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108960757779197961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/school-starts-back.html' title='School starts back'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108944097407308291</id><published>2004-07-09T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T23:29:34.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Minutes moving through pre-production</title><content type='html'>You would think that I was attempting to shoot such a complex film as Lord of the Rings.  But I'm not.  I'm simply working on a seven minute short film, titled "The Last Minutes", which I wrote in second term, about a man who is about to face the electric chair, and reflects on the events that led him there, and his undying love for his wife.  I am so excited to pitch the idea in class, even with the immense possibility that my project will not get voted on.  But it doesn't matter.  The only difference would be that I don't get to shoot parts of it on film.  If I don't get picked, I'm going to shoot it anyway, all on digital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit in the last three months, my passion for film has been tested in many ways, but now I am definitely feeling it surge back through my veins.  I definitely have to thank a few people.  First, Dawn, my babe, my love, for not only your undying love and commitment toward me, but helping me keep my confidence when I thought all hope was lost.  My sis'es Jana, who is convinced I will be a great success, and Amy, who has always helped watch my back.  Silk for reminding me that others care even though it doesn't look like it.  And also thanks to those who didn't believe in me, who tried to stop me, because you helped renew my faith in myself, and continue to strengthen my resolve by getting in my way.  It's a good reminder that all clouds have a silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates as they come.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108944097407308291?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108944097407308291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108944097407308291&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108944097407308291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108944097407308291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/last-minutes-moving-through-pre.html' title='The Last Minutes moving through pre-production'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108926498663301619</id><published>2004-07-07T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T22:36:26.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a lack of intellectual stimulus does to my already deteriorated mind.</title><content type='html'>I always hate saying this.  When I'm not busy, I wish I had more things to keep me busy.  And after busting my (and excuse my french here for a moment) ass for twelve weeks, just to get enough footage to piece together a short four minute trailer, where I was finally glad to have some free time.  Working with my father, although making me money, just bores me stiff.  Dawn, how I love her, how she captivates my heart, mind, and soul, who is always there, very certainly helps (my never ending thank you babe... keep on rocking), but I need to get working on more film.  That passion still burns inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started working on all the pre-production so I can pitch to direct a fourth term project.  However, this is becoming far too disappointing because I am haunted by the fear that no one will vote for my project.  And this is not a slam on myself (which Dawn, silk, Amy, amongst countless others) tell me I do far too much, but rather a commentary on the "system" for fourth term projects.  The ones that get shot are voted on by our classmates.  And since I don't get on with the crowd, who, during my Working with Actors final presentation, decided not to study their lines, smoked up before class, and as well while they were supposed to be reheasing their lines, were the only ones that read from the script during the presentation, and pretty much made me feel like a failure during the presentation.  So no, my heart is not filled with the utmost confidence that these people that set me up to fail in that class are going to vote for my project to be shot.  So, I will have to forgo shooting in 16mm this term, shoot the whole film on digital (whilst groaning all the while) and put up with working on one of their shoots as a grip (can you see the smile on my face yet?) and shoot it, and get ready for fifth term, where the teachers vote, not the drug circle (YAY).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in order to combat all these negative feelings, I surfed around, and on Will's site, found this &lt;a href="http://hokev.brinkster.net/quiz/default.asp?quiz=Better+Personality&amp;page=1"&gt;personality quiz&lt;/a&gt; to try to cheer me up.  Here are the results, although I don't necessarily agree with them to a T.  Tell me if you agree or disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wackiness: 36/100&lt;br /&gt;Rationality: 50/100&lt;br /&gt;Constructiveness: 50/100&lt;br /&gt;Leadership: 92/100 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an SEDL--Sober Emotional Destructive Leader. This makes you a dictator. You prefer to control situations, and lack of control makes you physically sick. You feel have responsibility for everyone's welfare, and that you will be blamed when things go wrong. Things do go wrong, and you take it harder than you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rely on the validation and support of others, but you have a secret distrust for people and distaste for their habits and weaknesses that make you keep your distance from them. This makes you very difficult to be with romantically. Still, a level-headed peacemaker can keep you balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite your fierce temper and general hot-bloodedness, you have a soft spot for animals and a surprising passion for the arts. Sometimes you would almost rather live by your wits in the wilderness somewhere, if you could bring your books and your sketchbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a strange, undeniable sexiness to you. You may go insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108926498663301619?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108926498663301619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108926498663301619&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108926498663301619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108926498663301619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-lack-of-intellectual-stimulus.html' title='What a lack of intellectual stimulus does to my already deteriorated mind.'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108920885191816624</id><published>2004-07-07T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T13:43:43.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting and waiting now</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot about the one small negative was about having a break... finding something to occupy my free time.  Of course, I'm saying free time like I have any.  I'm still working, and whatever time I'm not working, it's occupied by Dawn.  Every minute of every day she captivates my mind, my body, my heart, and my sould.    Every day I know that we were meant to be together, now and always.  Don't ever change babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you always&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108920885191816624?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108920885191816624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108920885191816624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108920885191816624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108920885191816624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/sitting-and-waiting-now.html' title='Sitting and waiting now'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108900274584280995</id><published>2004-07-04T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T21:45:45.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is anyone really out there?</title><content type='html'>Well, after nearly two months of blogging now, I have most convictedly come to a few conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Asides from myself and Dawn, I really am getting the strong impression that nobody else really is that interested in what I think or do.  Hence what silk wrote the other day saying that some of my more emotional comments toward Dawn can be a barf-o-rama, only becauses the only person I exchange comments with has captivated my heart like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It seems nobody that has read these posts has seen (or really cares for) Michael Moore or his new film Fahrenheit 9/11.  My main drive to get people here was to try and spread awareness of what the George Bush led United States (and supporters) have gotten away with for the past four years, and raise some awareness.  But seeing my first point, I am under the distinct impression that people really don't want to read what is posted here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to this conclusion.   I am going to write whatever I want, expecting it to be shared only within the privacy I expect from myself, and Dawn.  Since nobody else reads it, I expect it to be as private as our sharing of our thoughts.  Now, if you do happen to read this, and furthurmore get offended, TOUGH SHIT.  I'm getting tired of the so-called friends that I have out in this world that I communicate through some electronic/computer means who say that they are my friend, only to find out they are just being nice, or just really don't care.  Those same ones who say they read my blog site, or will email, or will visit or call and just don't follow through, who are my friends but will backstab me whenever it is convenient, those who are Dawn's friends but will rake her over the coals if things become uncomfortable for them.  I am truly tired of it all, so I am just posting this rant in those people's way.  If you feel slighted by this, feel free to reply to the post, because you have actually read this, and by means do not neccesarily qualify on the list of people I am having a growing beef with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I just had to get that off of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108900274584280995?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108900274584280995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108900274584280995&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108900274584280995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108900274584280995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/is-anyone-really-out-there.html' title='Is anyone really out there?'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108874972503795213</id><published>2004-07-01T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T23:31:35.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's done for the term</title><content type='html'>Well, another term of school is finished.  I can't believe it's already more than halfway over.  Where has the time gone?  It still seems like yesterday that I just started.  But the good news about when I finish.  I will have a whole lot more time to spend with my true love Dawn.  She will be here for sure when I graduate, and I think the two of us will have to go on a little vacation then.  Mind you I'll have to find some money to save up for it first.  So if there are any big Hollywood producers out there, I have some scripts that you could give me some development money to build a movie out of, and if you give me a little extra (wink) I could make it really good with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108874972503795213?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108874972503795213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108874972503795213&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108874972503795213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108874972503795213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/07/schools-done-for-term.html' title='School&apos;s done for the term'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108844460050805566</id><published>2004-06-28T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T10:43:20.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Breton Red Trailer Finished</title><content type='html'>Well, the trailer for Cape Breton Red is finished, and not a moment too soon.  I stayed up last night until 2:30 AM piecing the footage together, to make a 4 minute trailer to REM - Everybody Hurts.  I am still trying to get the rights to use the song, so until then, I can't release it here online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the other problem that I am having as such is that I don't have enough web space to put the file online.  Yahoo only gives me a maximum of 5MB, and the smallest I can compress it is 5.5MB (I think I can hear Homer Simpson shout D'oh right about now), so I am looking for some server that gives a minimum of 10 MB file space so I can at least upload the devil of a file.  If anyone can help me please drop me an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for a few of you special lucky people (Dawn I'm looking your way this time) I can make arrangements to send you a copy right now.  Again just drop me a line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all of this, I probably still won't be finished all of my principle photography until the end of July.  But I'll make big announcements when it's completed, and let you know what festivals it is playing at, and will be able to get you all discounted copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108844460050805566?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108844460050805566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108844460050805566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108844460050805566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108844460050805566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/06/cape-breton-red-trailer-finished.html' title='Cape Breton Red Trailer Finished'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108831435028367468</id><published>2004-06-26T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T22:37:04.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fahrenheit 9/11</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been 24 hours since I have watched Michael Moore's film, Fahrenheit 9/11, and I do have to say, that without a shadow of a doubt, is the most impactful movie I have EVER seen.  It is, in my opinion as well, the BEST FILM made this millenium (my deepest regrets to those hoards of Lord of the Rings fans), and here is why I believe this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the true purpose of art, whatever medium it may exist within, is to create a message that causes the audience of said art to think freely.  Although fiction films do spark the imagination very creatively when done so with the proper care, poigniant documentaries (and not the more corporatized documentaries we get bombarded with on television via the big networks) really cause us to think, not about characters in a story, but rather, about serious political, financial and social issues we struggle with on a daily basis.  Ever since the attacks on September 11, 2001, I have been plagued with serious gut beliefs (which I must be honest, just after the attacks, I had no tangiable justifications) that something was not on the level surrounding the whole principle of what happened during and after the terrorist attacks.  When the United States shifted their focus off of Al-Quaida and onto Iraq, who was uninvolved in said attacks, those feelings had intensified.  Now, having watched Fahrenheit 9/11, I am not only convicted in those beliefs, not only am I thinking about the very dark concept of how the United States (and very well perhaps many other contries) government truly does not stand for it's people, but for it's economic and world superpower interests, but am compelled now to take action, whose first step is publishing this specific post on my blog site.  I applaud Michael Moore for his artistic vision, his strong beliefs, and his passion to see things become right in this world.  He has not only caused people to really consider the implications of what is really going behind the scenes of the whole American situation following the attacks, but has gone above and beyond the call of duty, creating cause for people to take action themsleves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I encourage any Canadians reading this to view this movie before voting in our upcoming election, only 1 day away.  I truly believe that Stephen Harper will lead us down a similar path to the one Bush has led the United States down, and I hope that you, like myself, do not wish to live in a society that inspires more terror in it's own citizens than Osama bin Laden did on September 11.  Please do yourself, your family, and your friends a favour, and please at least look at all sides before making your choice on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, please, please, please, if you have been touched by what has been written here, and/or by the film Fahrenheit 9/11, please reply to my blog, and forward family and friends to either this blog page (neolithic.blogspot.com) or to  &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com"&gt;www.michaelmoore.com&lt;/a&gt;.  The only way we can truly achieve peace is together.  Remember, united we stand, divided we fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am posting here some of the comments that Michael Moore himself has received, from Canadians, regarding their comments on his film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montreal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can only hope this movie will encourage Canadian voters NOT to vote for Stephen Harper, the right-wing conservative who wants to take our country closer to the Bushes of the world. We have too much to lose to let that happen." --S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just wanted to report that showings of Fahrenheit 9/11 are selling out across the city of Montreal. I've never seen such a crowd!"--G.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toronto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I went to see the film June 25, first showing at 1:00 in Toronto. The theatre was packed! I've never seen so many people at this particular theatre during the day. Usually there's only about a dozen people at matinees. I thought at first that maybe it was a National Holiday and no one told me! At the end, the audience applauded. This is the first time I've ever seen applause at the end of a film here in Canada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The movie was so popular, they were sold out all day in 3 theatres,. we went to see it at 6pm and the only ticket available was a 10:40pm show. Naturally we bought the tickets and came back.. where they had added a midnight showing at the last minute with lineups. I've never seen such response to any movie every."--J.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mississaugua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I work for the Famous Players Silvercity Mississauga theatre, which opened Fahrenheit 9/11 tonight. I didn't take any pictures, but boy it was packed, in the evening we sold out all 6 shows, so we added another. That's a total of 7, which is no small feat, considering each of our theatres holds 455 seats!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again, thank you Michael Moore, for having the conviction, dedication, courage, and passion, to speak the truth where so many others have failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Vickers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108831435028367468?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108831435028367468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108831435028367468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108831435028367468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108831435028367468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/06/fahrenheit-911.html' title='Fahrenheit 9/11'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108819347250240655</id><published>2004-06-25T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T12:57:52.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on the trailer</title><content type='html'>Well, just a bit of an update on "Cape Breton Red".  I do need to do more shooting to get the documentary completed.  What I have shot is really good in the sense of back story, but I need to shoot more to complete the unfinished business.  Hopefully I can get to interview Wayne's mother, and as well, St. Joseph's House, is having an art exhibition, and am looking forward to shooting some of it to see Wayne come truly having turned his life around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is very compelling.  Just having talked to Wayne has really made me feel like I can do anything I want with my life, so long as I put my mind to it.  I just hope at some point not only am I as confident as Wayne, but as well can pass it on and share it with others.  He is truly an inspiration.  He makes me believe that my love for Dawn will continue to grow day by day, and as well, be the best man I possibly can be for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn babe, I love you more and more every day, and I know we can see anything through.  You are my heart, my hope, my inspiration, my passion, and my destiny.  Don't ever change babes.  I love you just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108819347250240655?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108819347250240655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108819347250240655&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108819347250240655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108819347250240655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/06/working-on-trailer.html' title='Working on the trailer'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108803852756367593</id><published>2004-06-23T17:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T17:55:27.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Breton Red Hits Post-Production</title><content type='html'>Well, after 11 gruelling weeks of trying to deal with a documentary that started off as a commentary on men's failed relationships, it has finally turned a corner.  After Laura, my producer, met Wayne McKinnon, aka Cape Breton Red, the documentary has taken a turn to a heartwarming story about a man who turned his whole life around and now helps others make a difference in theirs.  Filming has not finished, however, but I am going to be working on both the production and post-production intensively for the next couple of months.  In meeting Wayne, I couldn't help being touched by his effervescence, and for the first time in a long while, learned to realize that being the best is not a competition, just merely an attitude that inspires confidence.  Gaining that attitude has not come any too soon, and now I just hope that every day I can be a better man for the woman I love, my soulmate, my angel, my one and only Dawn.  You are the pulse of everything I do babe, and thank God for every second that you are there in my heart with me.  I feel like I am the luckiest man alive for having known you, let alone having you with me by my side from this day through eternity.  I love you with all of my heart babes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep rocking my world babes, and Wayne, keep up the great heart you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108803852756367593?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108803852756367593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108803852756367593&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108803852756367593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108803852756367593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/06/cape-breton-red-hits-post-production.html' title='Cape Breton Red Hits Post-Production'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031970.post-108724415763981742</id><published>2004-06-14T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T13:15:57.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My short lived acting experience</title><content type='html'>Well, I did have to eventually get it over with.  I had to act for our working with actors class.  It was the second week for our final presentations, and since I did not act for the first week of presentations, today I had the double shock.  Based on the schedule, I was supposed to do the long script with lots of dialogue first, then a really short one second.  But, the classmate I had as my partner was late, so the schedule was reversed for me.  After getting the lines for the long script rock solid in my brain, I had to turn around and quickly prepare for the other.  By the end, my brain was totally amiss of all sorts of lines of dialogue swimming around.  Luckily, as actors, we weren't evaluated for our performance, just that we put in a strong effort to try.  Next week is my evaluation as a director, and you know what, I'm not  nervous about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031970-108724415763981742?l=neolithic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/feeds/108724415763981742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031970&amp;postID=108724415763981742&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108724415763981742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031970/posts/default/108724415763981742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neolithic.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-short-lived-acting-experience.html' title='My short lived acting experience'/><author><name>neolithic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259747104553901077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v315/neolithic/starwars1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry></feed>
