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Ahhh, the lazy days of summer have been something of a mixed blessing to Courtney and I. Some of the good is that I have been working out almost daily, mixing both skateboarding and DDRing. I have even almost mastered the ollie, I am hoping to take a little video and post it sometime this week. Plus I have been playing a bunch of videogames and reading a bunch. We went to the library and I got some new books to read, however I looked over the books I have and I realized that I am in the middle of at least 6 different books right now. If I do one thing good this summer it will be finishing some of those off so I can get myself right in the middle of 4 or 5 new books ;)

The best thing is having Courtney around all the time. I hadn't really realized how stressful it had been having her so far away. Between school and the traveling back and forth I hadn't had time to think about how much I disliked the situation. Now we are spending 24 hours a day together and that has been the cause of some stress.

It really is kind of strange living with someone when neither of you are working. Most people who live together have jobs so they spend a good deal of time outside of the house, but Courtney and I spend all of our time together. This much time together combined with us re-acclimatizing ourselves to living together has led to some petty bickering. But as we get more used to being around each other every day gets better and better, and even though we have been having some petty fights it is still great to be living with her again and it just reinforces my love for her.

Speaking of jobs, Courtney has been having all kinds of problems with her internship with Walgreens. Subsequently, we sat down and tried to figure out if it would be possible for her to not have to work this summer. After crunching the numbers, we found that if we can live on $80 a week or less we could make it through this summer on what money we already have and my work. This doesn't seem entirely unreasonable to me but it does cause some trouble for Courtney as her #1 free time activity is shopping, and for less than $80 a week including groceries the only shopping she will be doing will be at Goodwill. So she is looking into maybe working 15-20 hours a week to earn shopping money.

LINKS

This first one is really for Joseph, what Sci-Fi might have been like if it had originated in Japan. The detail this author goes into is truly amazing, it includes so-called early texts and ‘scholarly debates’ over the value of different texts (particularly the Call of Cthulu).

Next up is a crazy Japanese competition Sumo wrestlers compete to make babies cry. WTF Japan, WTF.

You may have heard of A.L.I.C.E. the artificial intelligence chat-bot that can talk to you, well apparently someone pitted A.L.I.C.E. against Jabberwacky, another chat-bot, and the results are pretty strange.

Finally the Clio Awards were just given out and the winner for print media is hilarious! I am going to go have to buy some 42 Below vodka now.

My roommate left for the summer today (he is driving back to Cincinnati for the summer) so Courtney and I are finally alone. It really signals to me that the year is over. Up to this point it kind of just seemed like a long weekend, but with Scott officially gone it is clear that the year is over. Which is definitely a bittersweet feeling. I am glad to have the time to take a break but it is weird to know that I won't be returning to philosophy graduate school, particularly because I met some really cool people and I won't really be interacting with them any more. Here's hoping that I find some non-"gunners" in law school.

In other summer news I found out that I got the job grading standardized tests! While I am not in love with the work (I just finished grading tests!!) I can't complain about the schedule. I don't even start training until May 31st, then it will be 5-6 weeks of 40 hour weeks with pretty good pay. This means I will have a nice little break between school and work, and then another break between work and the beginning of next semester. So even if it sucks really bad there is a set end point that I will be able to look forward to.

Changing the subject I have noticed that a lot of the WC bloggers have been taking their blogs private. I am sure they aren't aware of this but in order for unregistered users to view LiveJournal blogs you have to set your blog as public. So, I would like to ask the WC readers to join LiveJournal. Its easy, its quick, and it will actually benefit both you and us LJers. As a member you will be able to create one page with all of your LJ friends, so instead of going from one blog to the next you can see all of our blogs on one page with a pretty layout that you choose. You don't need to migrate your blog over, just join so you can friend us.

Once everyone has joined up we can take our blogs private again, which in turn will allow us to write funnier stuff because we won't have to worry about anyone that can get us in trouble reading our blog (like students for example). So please sign up, then friend me or drop me a comment with your LJ name :)

To wrap up, I finally bought a Dance Dance Revolution dance pad. The following is a collection of some of the Engrish that was actually written on the instructions:

Do not keep it in the quite high or low temperature environment, especially far away from fireplace.

High technology product, do not apart, separate or fix it anyway. Or the damage can not be guaranteed.

Please do not jump strongly, that may bring troubles to the other person.

Make sure to pave the cushion.

Gotta love those high technology products, just make sure to pave them.

Deadlines, or benchmarks, in Iraq have become the big buzzword in Washington DC. As congress battles over passing a budget that includes set guidelines for troop withdrawal, the white house battles furiously trying to get a "clean" budget, one without any restrictions. While the democrats see benchmarks as one way to hold the Bush administration accountable for the war they began, the republicans consider benchmarks one more step toward surrender and defeat. However, I think that even the arguments that are supposedly against benchmarks actually support a timed withdrawal.

The basic argument offered by those opposed to set dates for withdrawal is that the insurgents will just lay low until the troops leave, and then attack in full force once Iraq is undefended. This could actually be one of the best things that could happen to the war. Imagine 6 months where our troops and their Iraqi counterparts could work unimpeded. Troops and police officers could be trained without the worry of assassinations, public works projects could be completed without sabotage, and life could be returned to some normalcy in Iraq. At the end of the 6 months the Iraqis could have a well-trained army and police force, and many could have reliable energy and water.

If the insurgents returned at this point and began again to indiscriminately kill Iraqis and destroy public works, the Iraqis would turn the ire they had directed against Americans to the insurgents. The Iraqis are angry with Americans now because we have turned Iraq into a violent and chaotic nation, if we were instead viewed as the bringers of stability we would be able to win over the citizens of Iraq. In other words it is hard to be angry at the person who has made your streets safer, given you clean water, and ensured that you have reliable electricity.

As I see it there are two possible rebuttals to this argument. The first would be that their would still be random violence on a scale large enough to impede our progress. If this is so then it would seem that the insurgents either aren't as large a problem as they are made out to be, seeing as how their absence would not affect the situation greatly, or it is disingenuous to say that they will die down. In either case it would make the objection to time tables moot.

The second rebuttal would be to say that we wouldn't be able to complete that much in 6 or 8 months, that the repairs and training that need to be done are so great that we would not be able to make a large amount of progress in that short a time span. If this is the case then it would seem that success in Iraq may not be possible at all. If we can't complete a large amount in 6 months, unimpeded by insurgents, then how are we going to complete these same repairs with the insurgents? At this point we would need to consider either complete witdrawal or the possibility of being in iraq for many years to come.

If my argument works then setting time tables would give us the time needed to make great strides in Iraq, and would leave us with the ability to focus on their political turmoil.

Yay!! I am all done with my papers for this semester! And it is all because of Courtney's help. I had written a mediocre 8 page paper about Karl Marx, and then I had Courtney proof-read it with me. After 2 hours of hard-core revisions I ended up with a 10 page paper that was clearer, more succinct, and with a much stronger argument.

Can I tell you how much I love this woman? Aside form continually telling me how much she hated communism, she tried really hard to understand my paper even though she was all done with school (and clearly burned out on school). She then helped me throw in about 1,000,000 commas (since I apparently hate that form of punctuation and never use it), and expand/clarify my argument. It was awesome.

I am pretty sure this is the best paper I have written in a long time and it is all because she made sure that it was as good as it could be. Joy!

Now all I have left is to blast through 60 finals and this semester will be officially over :)

Some of you may remember my friend/ex-roommate Natalie (that I will not call ugly no matter how much Courtney prods me too, no matter how cute she is while doing it). She would sometimes come into the WC to smoke hand-rolled cigarettes with me and she ended up living in my house with my friend Matt and I for about 8 months. After I graduated she helped me get a job working at a not-for-profit which was also a dentist's office which was also the location that Natalie gave massages in (it was a unique work environment).

After we both went to grad school we pretty much fell completely out of touch. However, I still have breakfast with my old boss who gets to hear all of the news whenever Natalie comes back for a visit. Within the last 10 months Natalie has gotten 1. Pregnant and 2. Married, in that order and apparently it has completely changed her. Which has, in turn, entirely changed my opinion of her.

I always saw Natalie as a fiercly independent, intelligent woman. Someone who would tread her own path no matter how difficult it got (sometimes with an obstinancy that was astounding). However, I have trouble maintaining respect for someone in a relationship that leads to an unplanned pregnancy, and then gets married because of it. It is so simple for either partner in a relationship to prevent a child that it you almost have to try to get pregnant these days. Natalie has appeared to blithly trip down this path.

The fact that the pregnancy has completely changed her also diminishes my consideration of her. I understand that a pregnancy might soften an individual, or make them more aware of the good things in life, any truly radical change strikes me as someone who only had a front she showed to others. One of the things that I had always admired about Natalie was how she seemed to be so authentic, and this severly makes me readjust that belief.

More than anything else I am somewhat disappointed. Someone that I had honestly considered to be one of the most unique and interesting people I know has taken steps that lead me to believe that in fact she was just posing and is truly no more individual than anyone else. Which kind of just makes me dislike the world a little bit more.

Luckily I still have my super-cutie to keep me happy :)

So my worst day ever ended up being a bit of a roller coaster ride. I spoke with the director of graduate studies for the philosophy department and it turns out that it will be super easy for me to get a dual JD and MA in philosophy. I only need to take one required logic course to fulfill the course requirements! Other than that I can use 3 hours of law school classes to cover three elective hours and then I just have 6 hours of masters research. It will be a walk in the park really (as long as I come up with good MA papers).

However, Courtney took me out to dinner to make up for our not being able to have lunch, and things quickly went downhill from there. I ordered my usual (chimichangas naturally) and they were pretty good, though I noticed that the sour cream tasted a little weird so I only had one bite of it. Dinner ended and I was exhausted from my day, but strangely the world started to spin just a little bit. We drove home and got up to my room and as soon as I hit the bed I was overcome by crushing nausea. Whenever I opened my eyes it looked like the world was spinning around my head.

I promptly regurgitated everything that I had eaten for dinner and then laid down, whimpering to try and get to sleep. Courtney looked online and found that my symptoms were a perfect match for Staphyloccocus Aureus, a type of food poisoning that can last as long as two days! Luckily, I woke up today feeling fine, so one night of torment was all it took.

Changing gears completely, has anyone seen that livejournal is allowing individuals to change their usernames if they want? Well in that spirit I found all of the new usernames that have the word Vagina in them, ( and here they are for your reading pleasure. )

This is officially turning into the worst day ever. It started off with a trip to the dermatologists to get some moles looked at. I ended up having them removed which was surprisingly quick and painless. However, an appointment at 9:00 ended up with me not seeing the doctor until 9:45, and not being done until almost 10. Which is a problem because I had a final that I had to proctor at 10:30.

I get to the final right on time and I settle in for the long wait. The students have 2 hours for their final but the test was just a normal length test so I figured everyone would be done in an hour, which worked out perfectly to allow me to meet Courtney for lunch. 11:45 rolls around and Courtney calls me because I wasn't at our designated meeting spot. My students were still working on their tests so I had to ask her to wait. The traffic downtown was crazy at lunch time so she was freaking out about finding a spot and I didn't know what I could do to help her. Finally at 12:15!!! the last student finished his test, and I called Courtney to come pick me up.

She came and got me and we drove around downtown looking for a final to no avail, so Courtney just dropped me back off at campus. Which is where I currently am, starving. Now I have an appointment with one professor at 1 about a paper, then a meeting with the head of graduate studies at 3 to talk about the possibility of me getting a double-degree in law and philosophy (which I am dreading because he seems kind of territorial and not very helpful about this). Then I have a final at 6 tonight. So I have a bunch of long breaks in between stressful stuff, all of which are too short for me to go home. Plus, due to that student I didn't even get to have lunch with Courtney or spend any time with her!!

I am sure that everyone is up-to-date about courters28 and my problems getting her wedding band (if you aren't I would suggest catching up). What really strikes me about this whole thing is how weirdly the people at Balano Jewelers are taking this whole thing. When we originally went in and found out how bad the ring looked, the lady didn't even appologize. She just kept telling us that it is a really easy fix. Which is just like, great, thanks for that, but what about the fact that you totally FUCKED UP!?!?!

Then today I called them to try and fix the situation, and instead of being all like the-customer-is-always-right, they almost got defensive. At one point I was explaining all of the things they got wrong with the ring (which is almost everything, it is made of white gold with little diamonds, other than that they pretty much screwed the pooch), and the guy actually said "well it looks like good quality to me." Which I kind of understand, I mean I was telling them that the ring they made is kind of a piece of junk, and if you are proud of your work that can be hard to hear. But, I wasn't commenting on the quality of the work (like I have any ability to judge a well-made ring from a junky one) I was just saying that the perfectly lovely piece of work they made was NOT WHAT WE HAD PAID FOR!

Maybe I am just hopelessly naive, but it seems to me that the right path to take here would be to accept blame and work to make the customer happy. Maybe this is just the trickle-down effect of our commander-in-chief -- never accept blame, just keep insisting that what you did is really much better than it seems. If so, then I may be getting on the bandwagon of those who pine for a long-forgotten yester-year where treating your customers right mattered and blowing up other countries was not something you entered into upon a whim.

courters28 bought me I'm Just Here For the FOOD by Alton Brown, and now she is accusing me of having a bit of a man-crush on said chef extroardinaire. Unfortunately, I think it may have gone beyond a man-crush, we may be at a full-blown level-orange man-session (Get it? Man + obsession = man-session. I'm still working on it.). Ever since she got me the cook-book, I have just been reading it in my free time. That's right, I am READING a cookbook, from start to finish. The thing is, I think that I will actually be a better cook for doing so.

Unlike most cookbooks that serve more as encyclopedias / recipe repositories, Alton Brown wrote a cookbook that gives you all the tools to cook better. Not only that, but the information he gives you isn't just a collection of time-worn adages, instead he has personally experimented to find the best method of cooking. He also has a firm knowledge of the science that is behind the cooking. I actually learned what fat is and what makes it saturated or unsaturated.

In conclusion, I love Alton Brown.

I was kind of dreading this summer because it seemed like my only job opportunity would be grading the MAP test 40 hours a week. Having already been grading for two semesters I know how soul-sucking that activity is, and I couldn't really imagine having to do it 8 hours a day 5 days a week (I have done the 8 hours a day thing, but then I just wanted to die after I was done, and that was just 1 day!). However, fate may have shined a light on me as I had filled out an online application to work in a bank and they called me yesterday to set up an interview. I don't think that bank work will necessarily be "The Greatest Work EVAR!!" but at least it won't just be reading incomprehensible essays all day long and dreading the future of our society.

However, this does put sort of an interesting spin on things as I seem to be following exactly in my father's footsteps. Of course, my father went to law school, but before he entered law school he worked as a bank teller. I had kind of always thought I was carving my own blazing path through the heavens, but with the spontaneous implosion of grad school it looks like I have picked up his path as my own.

I don't really see this as a bad thing though. As far as life paths go, being a lawyer is not really a shoddy one. Plus, his current job as a county judge gives him massive amounts of free time (for a while he was reading a BOOK A DAY!! while on the job!). I mean that is the kind of work that I want. Catch up on my reading, maybe install a playstation in the old judges quarters, now THAT is work.

VIDEO LINKS!

Super Mario vs. Psycho Crusher

An awesomely 80s video of Jodie Foster singing in French. The insane cheesiness of this video is definitely worth watching.

Like octopus tentacle dinner, it sounds only half as stomach churning as it looks.

Awesome vehicle-safety video from the 60s that doesn't use any cars. Make sure to watch for bus and the towtruck, this is truly a masterpiece of imagination.

It's the night before my students have to turn in a paper and I am officially on 'Email Watch.' Without fail I am deluged with emails, most of which are along the lines of "Hi, umm, what is the paper supposed to be about?" So, I camp out in front of my email and get ready to beat my face against the computer screen.

This problem is exacerbated by the fact that the professor sent out a paper prompt that is THREE PAGES LONG, SINGLE-SPACED! The paper itself is only supposed to be 4-5 pages double-spaced. Plus it is basically just a modified form of the paper prompt for the first paper, so there are at least 10 typos left over that make absolutely no sense.

Unfortunately I think that this is my penance for having an easy end of semester. I have one short paper left for Game Theory, one final for Medical Ethics, and a presentation and paper for Marx. However, I do have to grade all of these papers and then two days before I have to finish grading them, my students have their final.

Since medical news seems to be in fashion to day (see courters28 for more) I went to the doctor today to get some crazy shaped moles looked at. Apparently they only have one of the three signs of melanoma but I am getting referred to a dermatologist anyway. Now all I need to do is convince the dermatologist to cut off the moles before my insurance runs out! Ah, nothing like a little self-mutilation to save the old pocketbook.

I have finally succeded in my quest to play game backups (of games I own, naturally) on one of my consoles. The whole fiasco started when I realized that I was never going to spend another dollar on an Xbox game. Honestly I don't even know why I bought the thing in the first place. I bought it to play one game (Dead or Alive 3, the best fighting game EVER!!!), and then I barely did anything with it again. So, I figured that I could at least use it to play music and play game backups (again, of my own games).

The first thing I do is a bit of online research, and it seems like the gold standard of Xbox mods is a chip called the Xenium Gold. I order one (to the tune of $70) and wait with baited breath for the whole new world of gaming ahead of me. The chip arrives and I almost wet myself with excitement. I had looked online and found out I needed a Torx #10 to open the Xbox up, this actually brings up ( an interesting digression ) So I had gone and bought one, thinking 'ah how forward thinking of me'. Well I turn over the Xbox and the screwdriver doesn't fit. It turns out you need the Torx #10 for inside, to actually open it up you need a Torx #15. It was at this point I should have just put the Xbox down and sent back the mod chip.

Only mildly daunted I set off for the local hardware store. This would not be my last trip here today. I bought the new screwdriver and headed home. Being careful about static elictricity (one errant shock on the motherboard and the whole thing is fried), I get the Xbox seperated into all its pieces, with each step separated out with the relevant screws so it would be easy to put back together. Then I realize that I have the original version of the Xbox (I have no idea how I did this since I bought the xbox years after it came out). Unfortunately, this is THE ONLY VERSION that requires you to de-solder some holes. Now I have no knowledge of soldering (other than one class in 6th grade) much less desoldering, but I head back to the hardware store.

I easily find the soldering iron, but they don't carry the copper braided wire that is necessary for de-soldering, so I have to head somewhere else. First I went over to Wal-Mart and struck out. Then I called RadioShack and they had some. After 45 minutes of running around for this junk, I arrive back at home ready to tackle the Xbox with fresh enthusiasm. Only to find my roommate had piled all of my carefully laid out steps haphazardly together on a side table. Not only is this a pain in the a$$ to put back together, but while I was extremely careful about static shocks, I am sure he had no such concerns while throwing all my stuff into a pile.

Laying everything back out, I set to learn how to de-solder holes. After 30 minutes of trial and error (plus god only knows how many times of sticking the copper braided wire in the melted plastic of the motherboard) I get all of the holes clear. I set in the mod-chip, put all the connections where they should be, and connect the power. Only to see the front light FRAG, that is flash green and red, a sure sign that the motherboard is nuked. So 3 hours later and $100 cheaper in chip and tools, I am left with a useless pile of plastic.

So much for the Xbox stage of this tragedy. Tune in tomorrow for the Playstation 2 episode.

Real discussion between courters28 and I:

C: Sayonora.
M: Hahaha.
C: I have no idea how to spell sayonora.
M: Ok, you just go 'say' 'o' 'no' 'ra'. (I realize this spelling is wrong)
C: S-a-y-o-n-o-r-a.
M: Right.
C: That doesn't sound Spanish.
M: ........

This whole Women's Center blogging experiment has really kicked up the pressure to post. Unfortunately pressure usually shuts down my creative abilities so I have been coming up dry in the blog area. Plus it just always seems like I have something I should be doing. Right now for instance I should be finishing up some journal entries for my Medical Ethics class, but instead I figured that an inability to post is something you can post about.

Courtney and I have been searching for a place to live in Columbia and I actually went and saw a place on Monday. Its pretty nice, all new appliances, two bedrooms, one bathroom, and free tv and internet for just $600. Plus the clincher is that you can apparently rent a washer and dryer for only $20 a month. I am not sure whether that will be necessary since we can probably just drive our laundry down to Courtney's Mom's place, but it might be nice. It would at least keep our weekends in Springfield from being just laundry-thons.

There is this girl sitting at the computer next to me and she is driving me fucking insane!!! She is inanely babbling into a cellphone, while smacking away at some food, and crinkling whatever the fuck is in her lap. Could someone make more irritating noises at one time? She just asked the cell-phone that is glued to her ear "Why aren't I married?" and I couldn't help but think of a few reasons that might be contributing to that situation.

I might not have been posting, but I have been finding some choice LINKS

Video of people making sound-effects with food; you will never look at celery the same way again.

A gallery of advertisements for vans. Some ask 'why??' this guy asks 'Why not?'

Bad news for some of the folks from the WC, a new study finds that men work just as many hours as women. Contrary to popular opinion, if you include all forms of work men and women work roughly equal amounts.

The 2008 olympics is killing Engrish.

Video of a flash-mob of Cosplayers synchronized dancing. Its truly mesmerizing.

Why the bombings (or shootings) mean we must support my politics.

Completely unexpectedly I ended up spending a while Friday night catching up with Mark, of all people. He sounds like he is doing absolutely amazingly. His job is going along swimmingly, he has been seeing someone for 8 months, and they just bought a condo two blocks from the capitol mall in the same building as two congressman and the founder of NOW. I honestly couldn't be happier for him. Also, if anyone is interested he sent me a picture of him (with HAIR!!) and I would be happy to send it along to anyone who emails me :-)

I also had my first chance to play Guitar Hero this weekend, and IT...WAS...AWESOME! ( Guitar Heroisity Within )

On a more serious note however, I believe I am going to have to institute a new rule for this blog: ANYONE WHO REPLIES TO A POST AND IS NOT A MEMBER OF LJ MUST SIGN THEIR REPLY. I love hearing from everyone but I spend twice as much time trying to figure out who replied than it actually takes me to read the reply! So just drop a nick in there or something so I can keep it all straightened out. Other than that I think this WC blog experience is a smashing success and I hope it keeps on keeping on.

In parting, I received the strangest invitation today. I was invited to join the Flickr group Don't Shoot the Beaver NOT. Make of that what you will.

links

Having seen the picture of Jill's new digs, here are some tips to help her maximize that space: 7 Inventive Ways to Live in a Closet

Wiki-man.

Edit: Courtney was probably right, so I have removed the link to his address. But seriously, its like right next to the Smithsonian.

I've made some of the first changes to my blog since I set up this bad boy (Almost 2 and 1/2 years ago! that is craziness). I have decided to change my blurb now that I have people that might actually read this on a semi-regular basis. If you didn't notice (which I am sure most people didn't) it read "The drunken ravings of a misogynistic madman." Now there was no purpose for the content of this, other than that I think it might be the one title that is most opposite from reality (rather they are the tragically overthought contentions of a feminist/masculinist normal girl... I mean guy). With the possibility of WCers reading this, I don't want anyone getting the wrong idea.

I kind of can't wait for this semester to be over. These last 4 weeks are going to be an insane grind. I have to write a paper a week for the rest of the semester for one class and the material is getting so dense that I am having trouble coming up with paper ideas. Then I have to write a paper and run a seminar in another class, and then write a longer paper for the end of the semester. Then I have to grade both a full set of papers and all of the finals of my 60 students. On top of that I have to find a place for Courtney and I to live, a job for the summer, and make sure that nothing gets forgotten for the wedding. This blog might be a bit slow for awhile since I feel like almost every minute of my day is claimed by some other responsibility.

Links

One of my favorite blogs http://davezilla.com/ might be ending soon. Check it out before its gone!

The Circus of Disemboweled Plush Toys is pretty much the antithesis of every website that Sarah has ever liked.

Kurt Vonnegut is Dead

So here is a brief transcript from an IM message that I had earlier today (the names have been removed because of internet paranoia):

THEM: hey, what's up??
ME: not much, who is this?
THEM: I was going to ask the same thing
THEM: you're on my list, but I don't recognize the name
ME: hahaha, this is [insert my name here]
ME: and you are?
THEM: your cuz [insert stereotypical italian name here] lol

Teh Intarweb makes me detarded.

Sentence from one of my students papers:

"I feel that happiness must be earned by purser veering through trials and tribulations of pain and suffering."

I think we should all take time and thank that poor vertigo-afflicted banker who suffers so much, just so that we can be happy.

I see that Mark Wahlberg is starring in yet another in his long line of generic, craptastic action movies (The Big Hit or the Italian Job, anyone?). This might just be me but I find it hard to be inspired by / have respect for a guy who used to be known for going everywhere with his shirt off, his underwear showing, while gratuitously groping himself. I really hate whoever decided that Mark Wahlberg wasn't just a crappy 90s trend like hammer pants and boy bands all of which deserved to be snuffed from existence.

For extra Marky Mark goodness, his IMDB profile says he is going to star in "The Brazilian Job". Unfortunately this is not the story of an unemployed, all-but-forgotten teen 'rap' idol who is forced to give transvestite prostitutes hair-removal in order to pay for the booze that makes the hurting go away. Rather it is a sequel to that pile of crap remake The Italian Job from a few years ago. So not only is Mr. Wahlberg a nightmare form the past that won't die he is has also decided to go back into our cinematic past to pervert good cinema. He must be stopped.