worst recipe ever
I’m sorry but i have a huge problem with putting mayo any where near my corn. HUGE PROBLEM
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Playstation Poison?
Sony’s PlayStation is ‘poison’ to children: Chavez(AFP) – Jan 17, 2010
CARACAS — Sony’s PlayStation video game console is “poison” and leads children down the capitalist “road to hell,” Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez said.
Chavez, in his weekly radio-TV show “Alo Presidente,” called on Venezuelan manufacturers to make “educational” toys and dolls with indigenous peoples’ features to replace capitalistic counterparts like the Barbie doll that “have nothing to do with our culture.”
In expanding on his dislike of western toys and games — he already slammed Nintendo for promoting “selfishness, individualism and violence,” Chavez Sunday took on the world’s top selling game console, Sony’s PlayStation.
“Those games they call ‘PlayStation’ are poison. Some games teach you to kill. They once put my face on a game, ‘you’ve got to find Chavez to kill him.’”
The firebrand leftist president said any game that “bomb cities or just throw bombs,” are sold by capitalist countries to sow violence so they can “later sell weapons.”
They “promote the need for cigarettes, drugs and alcohol so they can sell them. That’s capitalism, the road to hell,” he added.
Venezuela, Chavez said, should be making “educational games,” and suggested designing “little indigenous dolls” to sell in place of dolls “like Barbie, that have nothing to do with our culture.”
Venezuelan lawmakers in October passed a law outlawing the sale of “bellicose” games and videogames that can be punished with up to five years imprisonment.
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Am I…
Yesterday, while riding the train to work, I saw a woman who infuriated me. She didn’t say or do anything to me. She just sat there on the train and rested her eyes for a bit. For fourteen minutes I hated everything about her.
Believe me when I say she was, for a multitude if reasons, quite hateable.
First, and probably most importantly, she was gorgeous. I honestly couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Every detail of her face, hair, and nails was flawless. She had the face of a model and the stink of someone who has and probably never will work a day in their life.
I base that last sentence almost entirely upon the fact that she had fresh, sparkly gold fingernails. Really they sparkled. No joke.
Second, she had a Louis Vitton handbag, a Dior bag, a Bebe bag, a designer umbrella ( I could not tell who.), a fur-lined riding jacket, and a CHANEL RING.
Third, I just didn’t like that heffa. Don’t ask me why. Just know that “Bitchdar” was going off being near her.
I have been in Japan for a while now and I would like to say that I am used to seeing expensive clothes and stuff, but I have to be honest. I was raised less than an hour from the country and when I see outrageously expensive items displeyed gaudily in front of me I tend to have two reactions. 1) I get all wide-eyed and a little crazy. Actually a lot crazy. 2) I get narrow eyed and mean. Really mean. Like I wanted to give her the evil eye until she got up and moved, but she had her eyes closed do I couldn’t. Instead I took a photo.
This why I can hate her for weeks.
Probably not.
I think this is hood point to ask, “Am I a hater?”
Like I said the woman didn’t speak or do anything to me. She just sat there high off her own poshness.
Yeah. That seals it. I am a hater.
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Changes
Well 2010 has been here for a whole month and I must say that I am unimpressed. It feels exactly like last year and surprisingly similar to the five years before that.
Uneventful to say the least. I am trying to shake things up a bit though.
I have, for the third time since being in the country, started taking japanese lessons. So far I have had three lessons and they seemed really easy. I hope I can stick with it this time. One could assume that living in a foreign country for any length of time would give a certain amount of skill in the local language, but,then again One is often ruled by poorly informed theories and generalizations! The language, language in general, can range from extremely easy to mind numbingly hard. I am tossing Japanese in the latter category.
I will stick with it this time. I really need to expand my circle of friends. Why does that sound bad?
I have also dusted off my gym bag. For the last two weeks I have gone to the gym… once a week. We all have to start somewhere, right? I am certain that my weekly visit will blossom into a biweekly event and then become sweaty extravaganza! My goal is to lose 15 kilos by my birthday. That would be in May.
I so can do this.
Let’s see. I am also hunting a man. A proper man. Not some guy who only wants to fuck or practice his damn English. I have met lots of guys who only wanted to hang out with me for that. So not cool.
A proper man.
I just have figure out what a proper man is. I think I will use february for that.
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social noise
I am afraid.
Last night, after getting home from work, I briefly logged into Facebook. You know just to see what my friends are doing. The first thing I saw was, “This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us rejoice.” For some reason that I can’t really put my finger on I got pissed. Really pissed.
Now I am not anti-jesus people or anything, but I am anti-being-preached-to. It seems like everyone on my friend list has suddenly found God (god?) and have all decided to share their daily God inspired fever dreams on Facebook. I am tired of it. Really I am.
So I said something. Something light actually.
what is up with just about everyone on my friend list giving mini-sermons on Facebook?
See? That’s light, right?
I wanted to say more, but I honestly am a little frightened. Jesus people (christians) are scary people and I really do seem to have an amazingly large mob of them on my friend list.
The danger of social networking sites is their ability to be transformed into a soapbox. Facebook and MySpace (may it rest in peace) are in my opinion the home of potential televangelist or the internet version of televangelist. (what would that be called?) Twitter, is like a long street of homeless people armed with limitless supplies of card board and fountains of ink.
Unsurprisingly, I have all of those services. I secretly hate them. Especially twitter. I only got into that one because one of my friends basically shoved it into my hands.
I hope she will protect me from the internet evangelist.
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I have no clean towels. Every towel that is larger than a hand towel is dirty.
What the hell?
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YEAR IN REVIEW
Let’s review chronologically in case you’re burnt out on top ten lists already. What follows is a highly subjective list — feel free to fill in the gaps.
Jan 25th: Director Lee Daniels wins big at the Sundance Film Festival for the moving abuse drama Precious: Based on the Novel “Push” by Sapphire. Oscar buzz, Oprah hype, and awards hoopla follows. If he’s nominated for Best Director at the Oscars, he’ll be the first out gay black director to be so honored (and only the second black man) in what might turn out to be the most diverse year ever for that category.
Feb 8th: Michael O’Connor wins costume design for The Duchess (royalty porn! awards groups eat that up) and kisses his man before accepting the BAFTA. Celebrities get the most thank yous from the gay community but how about the small army of out and proud movie people behind the camera. There’s gay people in every profession. Yes, even costume designing! O’Connor goes on to win the Oscar, too.
Feb 13th: Hugh Dancy spends the entirety of Confessions of a Shopaholic looking this adorable.
Please feel free to resent Claire Danes with me.
Feb 22nd: I like to pretend that the musically giddy Hugh Jackman hosted-Oscar ceremony in which big wins went to Sean Penn as gay hero Harvey Milk, Dustin Lance Black’s Milk screenplay (and moving proudly political acceptance speech) and Heath Ledger’s posthumous triumph The Dark Knight was in some small way the Academy’s lame penance for its shabby treatment of Brokeback Mountain on ‘Black Sunday’ March 2006. Or maybe they’re just slightly more evolved now. Baby steps.
More, AFTER THE JUMP…
Mar 18th: Valentino the Last Emperor (pictured up top) opens to critical acclaim and good niche box office. If you haven’t seen this film yet, add it to your rental queues. It could have been just an eye candy fashion puff piece but instead it’s a moving detailed account of a 50 year empire and also a topical portrait of a gay marriage: Valentino Garavani and his business and life partner Giancarlo Giammetti have been together for decades and decades.
April 30th (or thereabouts): 80s movie star Kelly McGillis (Witness, Top Gun, The Accused) comes out.
May 1st: Hugh Jackman takes a transformative birthday suit bath in X-Men: Origins Wolverine. Too bad about the rest of the movie.
May 18th: Xavier Dolan’s gay teen drama I Killed My Mother kills at Cannes, racking up discovery buzz for its barely 20 year old actor/writer/director/producer. Mysteriously, it still hasn’t opened in the USA. What is with distributors these days? Strike while the iron is hot, people. It’s now scheduled to open in limited release in February 2010.
June 5th: “Paging Dr. Faggot” The Hangover opens and its casual sexism and homophobia is apparently a big turn on for audiences. Or not a dealbreaker at least. As of this writing it’s the 5th highest grossing 2009 film.
June 19th: Woody Allen finally notices that gay people live in New York City. Unfortunately the movie in which he finally notices this is Whatever Works.
July 10th: Bruno opens to decidedly mixed response. I understand why a lot of people hate it but satire is not supposed to make you feel comfortable. Though it’s quite uneven there are some real guffaws to be had. My favorite moment: Bruno telling an ex-gay minister that he has blow job lips. It’s always fun to watch the self-righteous squirm.
July 15th: “Do you trust me, Harry?” Professor Albus Dumbledore returns to movie theaters for the first time since being outed by JK Rowling. Between him and Sir Ian’s Gandalf, it was practically the decade of gay wizardry.
Aug 26th: Awesome and straight Ang Lee (Brokeback Mountain) makes his third gayish film, Taking Woodstock.
Sept 12th: Colin Firth wins Best Actor at the Venice Film Festival for his moving portrait of grief in Tom Ford’s gay drama A Single Man. Firth’s movie debut was 25 year ago in the gay drama Another Country with Rupert Everett. That upcoming Oscar nomination should feel like a coming-full-circle anniversary gift.
Oct 2nd: “Looking good, Barbie!” Ari Graynor loves the ladies in the year’s most undervalued gem, Drew Barrymore’s Whip It. After this and Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist can someone please give this hilarious actress a juicy lead role?
Nov 18th: Gay interest documentaries Valentino and Every Little Step, about the casting of A Chorus Line, make the Academy finals for Best Documentary Feature (The Anna Wintour documentary The September Issue was not so lucky and the great transexual doc Prodigal Sons was not eligible) Will either of them get nominated on February 2nd?
Nov 20th: Mixed Messaging: Abstinence promoting New Moon builds half its marketing around the appreciation of a 17 year old’s bare abs and pecs.
Dec 25th: Happy Holidays! Robert Downey Jr & Jude Law wrap up this very bromantic year (see also: I Love You Man and Humpday) as cohabitating bickering couple Sherlock Holmes and his dear Dr. Watson. The movie stars have (purposefully) better chemistry with each other than with their women.
~by Nathaniel Rogers @ Towleroad
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In screenwriting, there is a damn-near ironclad rule: the first Hugely Interesting Thing happens at the twenty-two-minute mark. Why don’t we have anything like that in games? Let’s try to make one, right here:
The Two-Hour Rule Of Role Playing Game Scenario-Planning:
The first Hugely Interesting Thing should happen in the first two hours.
With an FPS, make it “the first ten minutes.”
“Fun,” however, should come in the first five seconds.
~by Tim Rogers @ Kotaku.com
I think this guy has it quite correct. Go read the rest of this article, Final Fantasy XIII Impressions: 15 Years Later, 25 Hours In, at Kotaku.com.
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Oh Shitzu! : The incidents
Since winter arrived in Japan I have found it more and more difficult to make myself hang up my laundry. Like there is a pile sitting beside me right now slowly soaking its way into my couch. I think it is trying, in its soggy undried way, to convince me to hang it up and not to wash it again. I live in fear of mold so if i leave clothes in the washer because its cold I just wash them again. The pile beside me has been washed in that way three or four times now. I can’t tell.
Anyway, back to winter. Winter arrived a wee bit early on the 19th. That morning it snowed and continued to be cold the entire day. The WHOLE damn thing. In my home town it hardly ever snows (four times in my life.) so I was a bit apprehensive about riding my bike to work, but because I was running late i had no choice. I made to work with my hands burning from the cold but no other incidents to report.
The ride home was much different. So my friends and i often joke about the highly skilled drivers of Japan. I mean they must be skilled. Just about everyone in this country dishes out thousands of dollars for driving school. I my mind a driving course that costs over five hundred dollars is gonna teach me how to drive my car on two wheels while getting a handjob. In actual Japanese life an expensive driving course means that vast portion of the population walks around in fear of driving.
As any person who drives knows, fear or anger is very bad for driving. VERY BAD! The prefecture (like county or state) that I live in has the worst driving record. Aichi, my prefecture, is the home of Toyota, and the most car accidents in the country.
You see where this is going, right? While rolling my happy ass through a cross walk with the crossing light beckoning seductively to me and the little light on my bicycle lighting my path a muthafucking car hit me. Don’t worry. I was fine. Just really shaken up.

I am one of those people who has an immortality/invulnerability complex. I seldom get seriously hurt or sick. The last time I suffered a serious injury was my first year in high school (I stepped on a Mason Jar). In the back of my mind I kind of thought that a car couldn’t hurt me. I imagine myself pulling a Rabbit, but I didn’t.
Well actually I did. The car hit me and knocked me off my bike. I bumped my knee, scraped my hand, and the got up before the driver could get out the car. He asked if I was ok and I muttered that I was fine and hightailed it out of there. I was really frightened, but at the same time incredibly, overwhelmingly, undeniably embarrassed. I just knew that everyone was looking at me and laughing.
Maybe they were not laughing, but i didn’t stick around to find out. I just rode the fuck out of there. Later that night I got over my shock by going to a work party that sucked, a birthday party that was pretty awesome and succeeded in getting me buzzed, a bar that got me wasted and a Japanese boy’s dick in my hand, and another bar that reinforced my drunken state. I stayed drunk until about 1pm on the following sunday. It was a good night minus the car shit.
I think I have a special skill for charming the dick out of japanese boys… I just need to work on charming them FDAU (Face Down Ass Up). The guy at this first bar was really proud about showing me his dick. One of my friends took a picture that night and in it my face is painted orange (don’t ask why) and the guy is standing beside me with this giant grin on his face. I bet he was thinking I am about to give this guy a peep show and then I am going to give him a finger full… like a pinch.
Yes, a pinch. Like of salt. The guy whipped it out in my face and I guess he assumed that I wouldn’t touch it, but bitches all over the world are seriously confused. If you display your penis to me less than two feet from my face i will touch and examine it.
It was unimpressive.

What is this?
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