<?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-30544323</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:55:34.298-05:00</updated><category term='Introduction'/><category term='fall of 06'/><category term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'>Becoming a Game Dev</title><subtitle type='html'>For now, my name is FireStorm. For most of my life I've wanted to become a game developer. Recently I've finished high school and decided to go for it. Starting now through the next four years. I'll blog my journey to becoming a game developer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-4432407099720590967</id><published>2006-12-23T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T21:01:31.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall of 06'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The end is nigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall semester just closed up, and from the grades posted I passed just about everything. Note I didn't say I did well, I passed. My average is a B right now, although I know that will change when my math grades come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue of the day right now is the power outage that occurred Thursday night, lasting all through Friday. The problem is that my math final, my last final of the semester is on Friday. The test is rescheduled for January. This give me 3 more weeks to study, 3 weeks that is my winter break. Regardless, I had a flight to catch. I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pack my stuff Friday night, my flight is the following day, Saturday at midnight. I make arrangements for a taxi to the airport. The guy's late, by half an hour. What the fuck. I call the dispatch and the dude gives me an attitude. "to be honest, your lucky to even be getting a taxi at all on a night like this" It was a nice night to be outside, I was enjoying myself despite my ride being late. Luckily I arrived at the airport on time, mainly because my flight has also been delayed by half an hour. So things worked out, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in, on the way to the security check at the airport, I've never been so freaked out. Now note that its late, all the stores at the airport are closed and there are only a few people around. A stocky short Hispanic guy in a leather jacked, blue shirt, and jeans is walking to my right within my peripheral vision. That's alright you know, this is what people do in a hallway, they walk. I stop to check my boarding pass on which gate I'm supposed to head to. Here's the weird part; He stops as well. No he doesn't stop to check a store or take a call or to tie shoelaces he just stops and stands there. Whoa, that's weird. Now it's not hard to notice this either, the area was empty except for me and him. I stuff the boarding pass back into my pocket, I didn't even check my gate, I'm on high alert now. I start walking again, towards the middle of the hall and stop abruptly to "check my shoe laces". He stops instantly just as I do and tries to act nonchalant. I inspect my shoelaces intentionally for a awkwardly long amount of time. After a bit he begins to act real nervous and walks to a CLOSED information booth and stands there. I get up and being to head towards the security check, as I start moving he does to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really starting to get nervous at this point because the first time may have been coincidence but now I'm pretty sure somethings up. So I get inline for the security check with him right behind me. The way the security at this airport works is that you get in a single line which after ID check splits into 5 separate x-ray scan and metal detector terminals. Now I'm thinking, I checked in so I can't really miss my flight; they do a paging passenger etc. when your not there on time. So after ID check I intentionally get on the longer line, which got me a few weird looks but get this, the guy also gets on the same line as me. So being from NYC, I figure he's going to mug me but then I think about the situation and any possible explanation gets tossed out. We're in the middle of a security check point with, probably armed, security officers surrounding us. There's a metal detector up ahead and there's no real backing out once your on this line so either he's unarmed or really stupid. So why the heck did he follow me all this time? Lacking any real good reason why someone would follow me, I decide notifying a security officer would cause a unnecessary situation. So I get through the check point and take off. I looked back to see him looking at me while struggling to put his shoes back on (security requires you to take off your shoes and put them through x-ray). I make a few quick turns around some corners and arrive at my gate, I never saw him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a week ago, I didn't want to think about it during vacation but figured I'd better write it down before I forget all the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto why I'm writing this entry. This is my last one for the fall semester and I overdrew my bank account. The fee is fucking ridiculous and it really wasn't my fault. I wrote a check out to my roommate for the electric bill, water, and groceries a month ago. He never cashed the check but I figured he did and kept my bank balance under the assumption that I have no checks floating out there. Then a month later he cashes the stupid thing and behold I have insufficient funds. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-4432407099720590967?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/4432407099720590967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=4432407099720590967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/4432407099720590967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/4432407099720590967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/12/end-is-nigh.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-8455145428497113188</id><published>2006-11-24T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:05:28.958-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall of 06'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally some time for another entry. Last Saturday night I waited 9 hours for the midnight launch of the Nintendo &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;. It was awesome since I met some cool people and nabbed some great swag. I picked up a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; and a extra controller. Sadly I don't have a T.V so I haven't opened it yet. My room-mate however does have a T.V and a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; so I've been playing it on his equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;, it's on eBay. I'll get another one when I head back to NYC for Christmas. It shouldn't be so hard to get considering an expected 4 million units to be in stores. This week was only 3 days with Thanksgiving off and Friday off so I've had a lot of time to relax and take a break from all the school work. I rented Call of Duty 3 for the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; and I normally hate WW2 shooters and shooters in general for consoles. I must say though, I am surprised. COD3 is an awesome game for the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;. Everything just feels right, the controls are awesome and the immersion is amazing. Nothing is more satisfying than jabbing your &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;-mote forward and having your on screen character doing the same thing knocking out a enemy with the butt of the gun. It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night, me and my room-mates headed down to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;EBGames&lt;/span&gt; and I picked up a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; Lite. Only 4 days after blowing most of my money on the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;, I get a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; Lite. I'm officially broke. With my new &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt; I also got Brain Age, I guess it's something to do when I need to pass time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is still going along just as usual. Only a few more weeks to finals and then a much needed break. I went with a friend of my mom who lives around here for a min-thanksgiving thing. It was boring and I didn't understand, well hardly understood, a word anyone was saying. There was food and it didn't come out of a microwave, that's all I cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I find time, I will add more entries. One more thing to note, I was offered a chance to get out of my game team, whose producer I hate, but something in me made me decline. I don't know why, but I did. So since it is my own choice, I am stuck with that idiot willingly. Shit happens in life I guess. I need to work more on my math, if I slip up just a tiny bit, I will fail. I can't take that risk because it is essentially going to decide if I get to relax for the 4 month summer or I get to work my ass off again. I think I need the break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-8455145428497113188?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/8455145428497113188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=8455145428497113188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/8455145428497113188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/8455145428497113188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-some-time-for-another-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-3182728269691757865</id><published>2006-11-07T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:42:54.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall of 06'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been almost a month since my last post but for good reason. Mid terms were at the last two weeks of October and I spent the first two weeks studying. I just failed the math mid term but since it was so borderline I can still pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sent the tuition bill for the spring semester to my address in New York; so I didn't pay in time but luckily there were no consequences and I got that taken care of. I registered my spring classes but some of the classes I wanted to take were full unfortunately. I only got 19 out of the 22 I wanted to take. I'll be staying over the summer it look like to take an additional 10 - 20 credits. Just to lighten my load for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my skepticism on the first semester team project (Turing test) it's actually coming along quite nicely. It has a 70 percent accuracy rate which is quite nice. I'm debating weather or not to post the finished programs as each semester closes since it may reveal who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was at Gas Powered games play testing a game called Supreme Commander. Beyond that I can't say much since I did sign a Non-Disclosure Agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can say is that tomorrow I will be hauling my ass down to Monolith productions to play test another game. I need to figure out how to get to their offices, I might car pool. Although I don't know anything about it other than it's a console shooter with &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;multi&lt;/span&gt; player and is in early concept stages, which means spring 2008 release and a fall 2007 announcement. Although I may be wrong and completely off. I haven't seen the thing yet. But, once I have I'll have signed another &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NDA&lt;/span&gt; telling me to keep my mouth shut. It's awesome to play test games since there's usually soda and pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class has been going along as usual, nothing really major to note. The project is moving along nicely, it's week 10 and the project is in early alpha stages. The final deliverable is due week 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have already dropped out. My math class especially has emptied out after the mid term. I'm borderline so I'm working my ass off to pass otherwise I'll be down over $1,000 to retake the class. I'm doing fine in all my other classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the two play tests and mid terms, October was uneventful and November seems the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-3182728269691757865?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/3182728269691757865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=3182728269691757865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/3182728269691757865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/3182728269691757865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-almost-month-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-2184174112476899336</id><published>2006-09-29T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:14:53.366-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall of 06'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the time of my last post you can probably tell I've been swamped by the work load. I've gotten myself into the advanced &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GAM&lt;/span&gt;100 lab so we've already put together teams for our first game. In the 4 weeks that I've been at &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Digipen&lt;/span&gt; I've already completed 3 essays, 2 books, and 2 coding assignments as well as over 10 pages worth of math assignments. As well as several chapters in various textbooks. They weren't kidding when they said it was going to be tough, but this is also supposed to be the easy year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been designated as Designer for the team and our first game will be a mini game compilation, the rules are that it has to be text based and written in Standard C. Not hard, but we also have to implement &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LUA&lt;/span&gt;. We have a 15 week design phase and a 15 week build phase. All the while I have a second major coding project that's due the same time as the design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Turing test, or a implementation of one. 15 weeks and limited to 1.44MB tops, meaning it has to fit on a floppy. So much for my original idea of a massive database of responses is dead. There's been a lot of discussion but nothings being done. I have doubts about our producer but I've already made my dislike of him clear, no need to pursue the issue further. He also lacks the ability to communicate his ideas properly. Then again, that's also why we're all here. That's life, I'll deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at "home" are going well, I've been left a lot of personal space in my room and enjoy it there. Not having to deal with my roommates (don't get me wrong, I don't hate them, I just don't like to deal with people unless I must). Someone forgot to pay their share of the cable bill last month but we figure it out and he paid up. All is well so far but I haven't been able to play and games since I've gotten here sans the occasional round of Counter-Strike. I've spent most of my time in school actually, working on math (my weakest subject, already failed a quiz) and programming (my strongest area, perfect scores on code that takes me 2 minutes). I've been keeping my head afloat for art and English with no drive to excel in those areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a quaint little area in my apartment complex to read, the top of the jungle &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jim&lt;/span&gt;. Just like when I was in elementary school I used to climb to the top so I can enjoy life and the moments that evanescence. I'm working hard at school, something I rarely do and something I'm rarely if ever happy about. I'm enjoying myself despite not getting to do any of my hobbies anymore. Does this really mean so much to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of whether I'm happy or not, stress is stress. Making due dates and taking tests will take it's toll whether I enjoy the assignment or not. However, my usual channel of stress relief is not there anymore. I no longer have the time to be playing games or skating. I haven't had an adrenaline rush for the longest time and I'm starting to crack. I need to find some release and since I can't barrel down the busiest street in Queens at 50MPH on skates, I'll need to find something else. I need to find time to do it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to believe more and more in the idea that time is the most precious commodity we have. Ever minute of my life, I wish I had just more time, to accomplish more. It's also the one commodity one can't gain. That's life, I'll have to deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-2184174112476899336?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/2184174112476899336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=2184174112476899336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/2184174112476899336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/2184174112476899336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/09/from-time-of-my-last-post-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-6264305833945629468</id><published>2006-09-06T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:05:16.005-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall of 06'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the second day of classes. Things are going smoothly and the school itself surpassed my expectations, which was rather shocking to me because I have rather high expectations. Usually what you hear during orientation is what the school wants to implement and usually never gets to doing. But here at &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Digipen&lt;/span&gt;, everything not only works, but works well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, I showed up and had to get my ID since I slept through the day of orientation where people normally get &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ID's&lt;/span&gt;. It was a bad idea to sleep through that day. But I got my ID and was off to my first class. Rather standard happenings. The hour and 20 minutes passed extremely quickly and the 3 hour gap before the start of my next class we a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definite&lt;/span&gt; plus. It's great not having to rush from one class to the next in four minutes and forgetting everything along the way. I took a walk around the building, the neighborhood, got some food and drink. In general, just &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;enjoying&lt;/span&gt; the change of scenery. I also spent some time in the computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm in love with these computers. 2.8 &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ghz&lt;/span&gt; dual core &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CPU's&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GeForce&lt;/span&gt; 7900GT, 2 &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;GB's&lt;/span&gt; ram. And these are school computers, can you believe it? I'd never thought in my life I'd actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want &lt;/span&gt;a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; computer. These &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;PC's&lt;/span&gt; are better than the one I have at home and the one I have at home was designed to be a high end gaming rig. And there's just rows after rows of these computers for me to use. I think I'm in heaven and loving it. I don't want to leave, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of class was a little more unsure than the first, I forgot my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt;. So I had to guess at which class I was &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to attend. I guessed right when the attendance sheet showed my name. Imagine the relief. I biked home during my hour 20 minute break to grab my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt;. Feeling &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;adventurous&lt;/span&gt; I decided to take the bike trail, that thing is all down hill all the way. Insanely fun and fast! The way back wasn't so much... Newtons law of conservation of energy. I hate that law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe any &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; would actually invest so much money in these computers, which must cost at least $2000 a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt;. Not only that, there is a great backbone behind everything and all devices in the building are interconnected. Props to the IT team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-6264305833945629468?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/6264305833945629468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=6264305833945629468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/6264305833945629468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/6264305833945629468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-second-day-of-classes.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-3104710238341985631</id><published>2006-08-31T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T13:58:30.822-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall of 06'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; is finally up and running after a few hitches with &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;comcast&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't think service can get &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;any worse&lt;/span&gt; then what I had back in NYC. I've been here for 8 days now I'm pretty much settled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For furniture &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ikea&lt;/span&gt; was a life saver. A mattress and desk was all I bought, the mattress is on the floor and the desk is already messy.  My roommates showed up one at a time and for the time being they seem alright. Although one of them really fits the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stereotypical&lt;/span&gt; geeky gamer type. I've been cooking a bit here and there and I'm surprised I haven't burned the place down already. Things were rather uneventful as things were unpacked and set up.  Although one of my roommates brought a big screen TV in which was rather shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was yesterday and was quick and painless. Just a run down of the rules and photos for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ID's&lt;/span&gt;. My computer also came via UPS and they busted it up bad. I took photos and filed a claim. Not only was it damaged, it was late. Talk about adding insult to injury. Although if it ever starts working again, my roommate had spare ram so I'm at 1.5 gigs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, early in the morning I took the placement exam. Going in, I had no clue what it was going to be on. They didn't say and I didn't ask. If anyone reads this, a word of advice, ask. Good news is that the professor said "Alright, your good, yup all good." Does that mean I passed? Failed? I'll have to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, the test was tough, much tougher then I had thought and I thought it was going to be pretty hard. The staff have been trying to spook the freshmen with the workload for a while and I've been immune &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; now. That was my first taste of college and it looks like I have a lot of work to do in the next four, hopefully three, years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-3104710238341985631?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/3104710238341985631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=3104710238341985631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/3104710238341985631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/3104710238341985631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-internet-is-finally-up-and-running.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-2321771999985332783</id><published>2006-08-23T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T08:35:08.051-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the airport, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; my flight. Not much time, must make all arrangement's for arrival. If all goes well everything should be waiting for me when I get there. Almost a month of planning all comes down to the next 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airport check-in was standard enough sans the need to open the cardboard boxes I used to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;substitute&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; suit cases. Other then that, it was rather nice. Also great that &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JetBlue&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wi&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; in the waiting area. Last post for a long time now. At least 3 days while I get net over in Redmond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-2321771999985332783?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/2321771999985332783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=2321771999985332783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/2321771999985332783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/2321771999985332783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/08/at-airport-todays-my-flight.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-6908632375199768941</id><published>2006-08-21T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:49:24.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies when you are wasting away in front of your PC. My flight leaves in the morning of August 23, 2006. So &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; is my final day in the city that raised me. As me and my high school buddies part ways, we gather for one last time to eat and play Monopoly. Yes, Monopoly. It was fun talking about our futures and plans for college and making stupid jokes as always. This may be the last time I see them for a long time. Till thy reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight's in the morning so I spent the last two days packing. The majority of stuff was packed and ready on &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and my miscellaneous doodads was packed today after I got home. So &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; I only need to UPS my primary computer and I'm all set. So this will be my last entry in this chapter of my journey. After today, I will only be able to access the net at the airport where I will make one quick blog. When I arrive at Redmond, there will be no &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; service for at least a week while I set up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-6908632375199768941?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/6908632375199768941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=6908632375199768941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/6908632375199768941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/6908632375199768941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-flies-when-you-are-wasting-away-in.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-6392821955124153362</id><published>2006-08-19T03:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T03:30:24.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 Days. Plane tickets are purchased and I'm going to start packing &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. My friends gave me a bobble head. I'm not exactly sure why but it's cool, I love it.  I'm &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to get a bit nervous but it'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a whole forum set up so that everyone from the group in high school can keep in touch through college. I have doubt's about it's &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt;, but that's just me. I'm slowly weening myself off video games and computers so I get bored and hopefully will spend the time studying. That's the theory anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe there's only 4 days left for me in New York, time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-6392821955124153362?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/6392821955124153362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=6392821955124153362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/6392821955124153362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/6392821955124153362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/08/4-days.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115549690367098920</id><published>2006-08-13T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T15:21:43.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9 days from my last entry. 10 days left to go. I haven't started packing because I just signed the lease last Friday. That was 2 days ago. Oh the count down continues and I am growing more nervous everyday.  I have a swirl of miscellaneous thoughts going through my head, what I need to do when I get there, what I need to get done before I leave and what if I can't do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, 10 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115549690367098920?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115549690367098920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115549690367098920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115549690367098920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115549690367098920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/08/9-days-from-my-last-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115470853448520304</id><published>2006-08-04T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T12:22:17.580-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so here's what I've been up to. The apartment has been set, as you may know from my last post. My last day in NYC is August 22, 2006. A bit of a delay from my original plan of August 10th, 2006. But I'm just as excited to go as I am eager to stay another day. August 22, 2006. I have to wake up that morning, that's going to be my biggest complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm setting up my computer for the move, I need to clear some space so I did a fresh format. And since I'd had the Vista Beta 2 ISO's sitting around forever I might as well install and give it a go. It didn't detect my HDD's, great. So I figured lets do an upgrade to Vista out of XP. No go either. I gave up and installed XP. All is well until my disk array fails to detect in POST. Ok, re-configure the raid. All is well through the install (again) then windows fails to load. What the fuck is going on here? Not a problem, reload raid drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the heat? My case temp's are through the roof, I think my molex covers (those cheap rubber things that you can salvage off old Dell's) are melting. Maybe today wasn't a good day to be doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While setting up my laptop, I had a better plan to prevent heat problems. I have 2 laptops, an old HP from 2005 and a new Dell from last month. Now, the HP doesn't generate a lot of heat and draws less power. So I'm using it as a terminal of sorts to install what I need on the Dell, via ad hoc mode Wi-Fi while my Dell sits in the fridge. The wonders of wireless networking infrastructures. I have yet to buy a Wi-Fi router/switch so ad hoc is my only option short of running a Ethernet cable into my fridge. I love that word, ad hoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main PC has yet to boot. I have no clue what's up with it, it's been all snafu lately. I'm afraid of taking it to someplace like BestBuy or Compusa to get it looked at by someone else. Do they even know what they're doing or do they just format virii off cheap $500 PC's? Will they reset my FSB? Will they flash my BIOS and reset the voltages? My worst fear is they reset the voltage settings without resetting my FSB which will cause the system to stop booting completely. Then they will tell me my precious AMD Athlon 64 X2 4400+ is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115470853448520304?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115470853448520304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115470853448520304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115470853448520304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115470853448520304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-so-heres-what-ive-been-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115448108429830470</id><published>2006-08-01T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:11:24.356-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally some happenings. All the forms have been completed, received, reviewed and approved. The last part I am particularly proud of.  I believe there were 7 pages worth of forms, that is a lot of paper work;  more than many of my college applications. College applications are not as hard as they seem, sure it's intimidating when you first see then, but in the larger scheme of things they are rather short and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the apartment, all the fees are paid, everything is set. I just need to sign the lease, me and my roommates. Oh god. 2 people on the opposite sides of the country are supposed to both sign the lease before we are given the keys to the apartment. Not only that, we may have 2 more roommates for a total of 4 people. All in different states from around the U.S and we all have to sign the lease before we can move in. I don't know about them but I don't have the money to fly to Washington to sign a document then fly back to get my stuff. So it's an interesting situation. Not a big one, just interesting. Time to start communicating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115448108429830470?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115448108429830470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115448108429830470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115448108429830470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115448108429830470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-some-happenings.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115397630365746035</id><published>2006-07-27T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T01:00:56.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You got to love Nintendo. Gutsy releasing a press release that reads like a teaser. They "hint" that the release date for the Wii is hidden within the news bit itself... Let's examine shall we? The following is the release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="textIntro"&gt;          Nintendo portable game offerings heat up!          &lt;/div&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;             &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                   &lt;td width="134"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                        &lt;td width="134"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                        &lt;td width="134"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                     The fourth quarter of 2006 will herald a new era for Nintendo with the        launch of its remarkable new Wii home video game system. But that's not        what this news item is about! How could that be, you ask? Perhaps the        secret to the launch information for Wii is somehow encoded in the text        of this news item. You might want to pore over it for a few hours before        staying up all night to debate phraseology and comma placement with your        friends online. Or maybe it's all just a scam to get you to read the        other games we have launching this fall. One of the two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       As the weather cools down, the Nintendo portable game offerings heat up. &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=YsAC1vKxVbAx3kw3Aii1JVKbFmgiDZcc"&gt; FINAL FANTASY V ADVANCE&lt;/a&gt; makes its way to Game Boy Advance SP on Nov. 6. As        series go, FINAL FANTASY is to video games what James Bond is to movies.        FINAL FANTASY loyalists will enjoy an opportunity to debate which        installment was best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Nintendo DS owners are the big winners. Every week or so, another huge        DS title hits, from the Touch Generations title &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=v5BmjGGGvsi5oZDvxoihyDG5Pmt_s6Pz"&gt; Clubhouse Games&lt;/a&gt; to fan favorites like &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=wXN8Hm-UBmpvpXtHe6d_aIH0XZDGE3SJ"&gt; Elite Beat Agents&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=XQCk5kOdgtln3936Qr44YJKirWBkHxzo"&gt; Yoshi's Island 2&lt;/a&gt;. Clearly a gamer's idea of paradise, here is Nintendo's        upcoming DS lineup: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Oct. 9: Clubhouse Games&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 16: Nintendogs (Dalmatian)&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 23: &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=1xBiq-mPJRVqzYX48l1P6So1BQbxQgPd"&gt; Magical Starsign&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 30: &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=bv-hNnu-Y9ZplBXXeFn1AtgRMjq3S1o3"&gt; PokÃ©mon Ranger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 30: &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=FjOiDslsxz-Zri1NE-SfDKp5o3kWWets"&gt; Children of Mana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 6: Elite Beat Agents&lt;br /&gt;Nov. 13: Yoshi's Island 2&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 4: &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=Ue-6LfAjvHtVCt4DoXyjaLQSWTL5He5I"&gt; Custom Robo Arena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 4: &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=MgPaem-46aNMzXn7gdCGl4ZuUbuRjdz9"&gt; Kirby Squeak Squad&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       And, for Nintendo GameCube owners, &lt;a href="http://www.zelda.com/universe/"&gt; The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess&lt;/a&gt; will be available for you this        fall. An enhanced version also will be a launch title for Wii. That will        all happen on Â Oh look, weÂre out of space.          &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if from the Public relations point of view, if they lied it would disappoint a lot of fans. So assume it is real, that the release date is actually in the press release. Okay. Lets read the clue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might want to pore over it for a few hours before staying up all night to debate phraseology and comma placement with your friends online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now the key in that sentance is "praseology". Many times when there are hidden messages left in blocks of text it its common to have a intro block to "point" to the clue and then have the clue follow afterwards. In this case, I believe "praseology" to be the pointer. now the next block is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;           As the weather cools down, the Nintendo portable game offerings heat up. &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/gamemini?gameid=YsAC1vKxVbAx3kw3Aii1JVKbFmgiDZcc"&gt; FINAL FANTASY V ADVANCE&lt;/a&gt; makes its way to Game Boy Advance SP on Nov. 6. As series go, FINAL FANTASY is to video games what James Bond is to movies. FINAL FANTASY loyalists will enjoy an opportunity to debate which installment was best.&lt;/blockquote&gt;It goes into Final Fantasy, typical. But think... why would they list Final Fantasy V Advanced release date in this paragraph instead on the list below? STOP RIGHT THERE. No the release date is not Nov 6. It is too blunt but it's there and it's odd, this shows that this is the correct paragraph to look in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is where the release date comes in and the ultimate clue as to how to find it. They make an analogy out of the blue. Read and weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;FINAL FANTASY is to video games what James Bond is to movies&lt;/blockquote&gt;Please explain to me why the sudden unexplicable analogy? Simple actually. There is a new James Bond movie coming out. This year. In the fall. In November. November 17th 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my theory, flame suite on! &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/newsarticle?articleid=u0WxyJQgVCUMt09dLKoIHb0nZcNZAed7&amp;amp;page="&gt;And the link to the original news release from Nintendo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115397630365746035?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115397630365746035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115397630365746035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115397630365746035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115397630365746035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-got-to-love-nintendo.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115328817246685076</id><published>2006-07-19T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T01:49:32.476-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Has it really been four days since I found the apartment? I just finished the forms, what's worse is it was only 2 pages long. My college applications took less time and those needed essays. The last few days have been a blur. I know I am supposed to seek out a friend of mine later today but that is all I can think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself, every minute that passes with out action done is a waste of time. Time is the most precious commodity we have. Don't ever waste time. Waste money, food, water, gold, never time. Although wasting food and water will quickly reduce the amount of time one has. But... Some things in life, you just have to wait for. Is waiting idly by a waste of time when all things that need to be done had already been done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refreshed my memory on some C++ code. I love my test programs that I write sometimes, they're great for refreshing my memory on specific concepts. I have to get good at C++ before I get there, time to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115328817246685076?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115328817246685076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115328817246685076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115328817246685076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115328817246685076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/07/has-it-really-been-four-days-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115301152758066495</id><published>2006-07-15T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T20:58:47.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another call and some meaningless pleasantries later I think I've found my apartment. It's a few miles from Digipen and in a nice area. 2 Bedrooms, 1.5 Bathrooms, 1050 sq ft. Fireplace and patio, I think I'm going to like it there. For the $1200 in rent I'd better like it, now for the forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal life has been a bit of a bore, nothing to talk about nothing worth noting. Apartment found, moving truck arranged, time to set a date and I'm off. It's $600 to get a truck and driver to drive from Queens, NY to Redmond, WA. I'll be on the plane, there is no way I'm sitting in a truck for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out for now, I don't think anything interesting will happen until it's moving day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115301152758066495?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115301152758066495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115301152758066495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115301152758066495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115301152758066495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-call-and-some-meaningless.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115265208706657956</id><published>2006-07-11T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:08:07.083-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got a call back from Bellevue Meadows apartments. No go. There are no 2 bedroom apartments until September, a bit too late for me. Orientation is 3 days in August and I need to be in Seattle by then. Time to look someplace else for an apartment, the roommate search is over as far as I'm concerned, I just need a place to live now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet the girl from my last few entries. Things got off ok... she has good timing, showed up at the exact minute we decided to meet. We chatted, ate, then ran out of things to talk about which caused for some awkward silences. Apparently she's a bit of a party girl, which I never suspected. I'll never see her again, but she's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the reunion?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115265208706657956?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115265208706657956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115265208706657956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115265208706657956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115265208706657956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/07/got-call-back-from-bellevue-meadows.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115251457796801678</id><published>2006-07-10T02:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T02:58:46.946-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The search is coming to a close. Soon... Still no roommate yet. There is a trip to Japan looming which may cut my time in New York short. I want to go, I want this trip to materialize but I feel guilty about leaving my home city so soon. I may never come back so I want to enjoy every moment while I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy wins the world cup. Go Italia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her, Ms. Popularity, she's taken; figures. Oh well. I am going to get a chance to spend some time with her regardless. I got further then most other geeks I guess. I hope my ex doesn't read this. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In NYC, Queens, there's a boulevard. It's known as the Boulevard of Death because 78 people got run over and killed on that street. In one year. It's also my favorite place to skate. Be young and stupid while you can until you get old and some sense. I was there earlier today going about 30 MPH on skates down the side of the street and a fucking motor scooter cuts in front of me. I thought about running into him and teaching him a lesson about stop signs... Then figured breaking my bones before I need to move across the country probably won't help. I love the adrenaline rush on that boulevard. There's nothing like it, the traffic, the people, the nice smooth roads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a roommate. This is not going well... I need to focus and stop taking days off to hang out with friends. I need to get this done and soon. I'm going to go see Pirates of the Caribbean but I will get back to the search right after that... I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115251457796801678?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115251457796801678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115251457796801678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115251457796801678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115251457796801678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/07/search-is-coming-to-close.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115222760371409640</id><published>2006-07-06T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:13:23.730-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The search for a roommate is on. It's a lot like a treasure hunt, sort of. I hope I can find someone in time, because if I can't I'll be in major shit. It will take at least 2 weeks to find a decent apartment and 2 weeks for me to figure out the city of Seattle/Redmond. That's a month and I don't want to be in school while all this happens. Worst case scenario, I miss the first few days of class because I'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have until the end of July to find a roommate and an apartment. If I can't, I'll find an apartment and figure something out. I'm so screwed. My wallets not fat enough for this. So I used Digipen's roommate locator and sent out a few e-mails... Maybe someone will get back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my eye on the popular girl from high school. You know the one, always surrounded by a group of people, super intimidating. I have 3 weeks left in the city, I'm going to go for it and try to get a date. Ain't my life grand? I'm the odd thumb out when it comes to the gaming niche. I'm not afraid of girls, they don't make me nervous or anxious. It's strange... I don't fit the stereotype of a "gamer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to learn to drive and get my license. I figure it'd be good to have some form of ID when I get to Seattle. I've wanted to drive since I was 12, then my 16th birthday comes and passes and I have yet to get off my lazy ass and take the test. So much to do so little time, I'd better get a move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115222760371409640?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115222760371409640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115222760371409640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115222760371409640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115222760371409640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/07/search-for-roommate-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115196758201039742</id><published>2006-07-03T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:59:42.020-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Getting to Redmond'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only a few weeks left until the big move to Redmond. An idea was thrown around at the dinner table last night, my cousins might accompany me to Redmond. If they do and help carry the luggage it will make things a lot easier. My parents wont be coming with me.  They are very against the idea, I was supposed to become a doctor or something of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of preparing for the move is setting up my computer. I need to format all the crap off of my main system, burn the stuff I need to hold on to to DVD and set up my storage system. The problem with burning to DVD is my laptop has a DVD recorder but my main system doesn't (don't ask). Since I can't transplant the drive itself the plan is to move the files and burn them. This means a lot of walking back and forth to load DVD's into the drive as my laptop needs to stay plugged into the wall or it will die mid burn. While this is all going on, I will be making disc images to burn on my main system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bright idea for the day (I'm very proud of myself). I will use a remote desktop connection to use my main system to command my laptop to command my main system to transfer the ISO's and burn the images. So I can sit my lazy ass in front of one PC and do it all... At the same time using a second remote connection onto my Linux storage system to grab the files I need to create the ISO's. Yes, I had no organized plan what so ever to maintain any of my data. There has to be an easier way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I spent the weekend at a park where volleyball was played. The ball rolled into a nearby lake and someone was convinced to jump in after it. He dove in head first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stood up  immediately afterwards, realizing it was only 2 feet deep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115196758201039742?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115196758201039742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115196758201039742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115196758201039742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115196758201039742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/07/only-few-weeks-left-until-big-move-to.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30544323.post-115181547967207602</id><published>2006-07-02T00:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:44:39.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is sort of a guide and sort of just a log for myself. If you've read the description then you know what this blog will be all about. It's summer and part one of my plan is complete. I don't actually know how many parts this whole journey will be, nor do I know if I'll even get there. There are a lot of people out there who want to make video games for a living, I just hope I end up as one of those who actually do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been accepted into DigiPen's RTIS program. That's how I'm going to start, with an education. The problem is I grew up in New York City and have never lived anywhere else. DigiPen is in Redmond, WA and on the wrong side of the country. I'll be leaving everything behind in NYC. I've never even been to Washington so I don't have any family or friends there. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find an apartment and maybe a roommate. My last month in NYC, I will make the best of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30544323-115181547967207602?l=bagd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/feeds/115181547967207602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30544323&amp;postID=115181547967207602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115181547967207602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30544323/posts/default/115181547967207602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bagd.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-sort-of-guide-and-sort-of-just.html' title=''/><author><name>FireStorm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02730429008160120310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
