<?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-3874457</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:17:03.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhys Tuck: A Man Alive With Two Legs</title><subtitle type='html'>Dedicated to the ill-fated visionary biped.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109858335895632221</id><published>2004-10-24T12:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T12:02:38.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An ironic case of unintended consequencesHeh heh, for years, paranoid fundamentalist Christians have droned onabout the horrors of halloween, how it turns young children into sex-orgy-animal-sacrificing-satan-worshippers, etc (Strange how much they go on about it over here when I don't usually see ithappen here in Australia, it's such an American thing). Now this school has decided to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109858335895632221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109858335895632221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109858335895632221' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109747948267973932</id><published>2004-10-11T17:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T17:24:42.680+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I wrote:Becoming unemployed sure is a full time job. I need a holiday from being unemployed. If only I could find someone to lend me their job for a couple of weeks, then I could go back to being unemployed refreshed and rejuvenated.It looks like my prayers have been answered, in a way. Today I got a letter for...Jury duty! That's something interesting to look forward to.Plus, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109747948267973932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109747948267973932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109747948267973932' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109646039270629711</id><published>2004-09-29T22:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T22:19:52.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anyone else remember this? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109646039270629711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109646039270629711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109646039270629711' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109646029799468415</id><published>2004-09-29T22:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T22:18:17.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aww! Look at this cute kid! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109646029799468415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109646029799468415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109646029799468415' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109612020865709014</id><published>2004-09-25T23:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T23:50:08.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey! Some more of Chesterton's essay books have been added to this site.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109612020865709014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109612020865709014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109612020865709014' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109608366464925755</id><published>2004-09-25T13:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T13:41:04.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sounds like a fair enough request to me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109608366464925755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109608366464925755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109608366464925755' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109607652351290404</id><published>2004-09-25T11:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T11:42:03.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The other candidatesLet's have a look at some of our senate candidates forqueesland.Socialist AllianceI guess you'd vote for these guys if you'd feel more safewith secret police everywhere and the security of the gulag.Or maybe for the shutdown of oppressive religious institutions like the Salvation Army and St Vincent De Paul's,or starting a weapons pileup for a new cold warare </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109607652351290404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109607652351290404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109607652351290404' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109530680989581904</id><published>2004-09-16T13:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T13:53:29.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She can make it on her own.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109530680989581904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109530680989581904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109530680989581904' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109514806370087128</id><published>2004-09-14T17:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T17:47:43.700+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arnold Schwarzenegger, right-wing fascist intolerantly tells us what we can and can't do in the privacy of our own homes...or graveyards.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109514806370087128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109514806370087128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109514806370087128' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109481994716903598</id><published>2004-09-10T22:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:39:07.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the reasons why I oppose any form of legalised euthanasia. While I can certainly sympathise with those hard cases like terminallyill people in pain who just wish it was all over, I don't really trust a lot of people who may at some point get the power to decide to "put people out of their misery." What with all the nursing home scandalswe've been hearing about lately, do you really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109481994716903598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109481994716903598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109481994716903598' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109481813041228311</id><published>2004-09-10T22:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:14:04.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be my boss!I've decided to have a kind of competition thingy for when I'm past my computer troubles.I want somebody to give me an assignment of some sort. It could be something like:An essay on some theme, e.g. "If a mermaid were a real creature, which side dishes would go best with it?"A story, with some guidelines to get me started, like some plot points I must include, or certain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109481813041228311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109481813041228311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109481813041228311' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109481702832157984</id><published>2004-09-10T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T21:50:28.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gosh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109481702832157984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109481702832157984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109481702832157984' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109481565538171368</id><published>2004-09-10T21:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T21:27:35.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been having endless computer troubles lately. It's kinda random now whether it will actually work or not. I might even just get a new(er) one. It is kinda old. Well, some bits are older than others. But the advantage in being a bit behind in technology is that I find a lot of second hand and discounted computers to be really impressive. "Wow! Computers can do that these days?" I say to myself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109481565538171368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109481565538171368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109481565538171368' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109409680161263415</id><published>2004-09-02T13:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:46:41.613+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Always nice to see police keeping young people in line</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109409680161263415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109409680161263415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109409680161263415' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109409648959957875</id><published>2004-09-02T13:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:41:29.600+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Would the orcs be blue meanies?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109409648959957875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109409648959957875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109409648959957875' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109409625561544844</id><published>2004-09-02T13:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:37:35.616+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disputationsadds some common sense to the whole 'WWJD' thing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109409625561544844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109409625561544844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109409625561544844' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109409607966514715</id><published>2004-09-02T13:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:34:39.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vatican adds new words to Ecclesiastical LatinPizza is 'placenta compressa'</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109409607966514715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109409607966514715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109409607966514715' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109404122883180302</id><published>2004-09-01T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T22:20:28.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Always nice to see snake-oil salesman keeping up with computer technology.Get a different kind of firewall with Ultra Spiritual Protection.  "An advanced radionicprogram that protects you against black magick, curses, hexes, sorcery, sortilegies and psychic attacks." But why be happy with just defense when you can go onthe attack with Chaos Magick Spell Caster. Or use your computer as a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109404122883180302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109404122883180302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109404122883180302' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109403822309934201</id><published>2004-09-01T21:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:30:23.100+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>toilet for 'closet exhibitionists', I'd say.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109403822309934201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109403822309934201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109403822309934201' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109403772928148593</id><published>2004-09-01T21:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:22:09.280+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interview with Satan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109403772928148593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109403772928148593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109403772928148593' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109403720546236237</id><published>2004-09-01T21:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:13:25.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A commonly held myth about the Middle Ages.We all know that Christopher Columbus encountered stiff resistance about his idea of sailing off West to try and reach the East Indies. Many of us have laboured under the impression that people were concerned that he would sail off the edge of the Earth which was widely believed to be flat. History is thought to have vindicated Columbus against those </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109403720546236237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109403720546236237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109403720546236237' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109395770312287935</id><published>2004-08-31T23:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T23:08:23.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Google engages in censorship</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109395770312287935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109395770312287935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109395770312287935' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109394902514037640</id><published>2004-08-31T20:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T20:43:45.140+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another Cringe AlertThis is the lamest Bible translation I have come across so far. Compare:After Jesus was baptized by John the Baptist, he saw ‘‘the Spirit descending upon him like a dove; and a voice came from heaven, ‘Thou art my beloved Son; with thee I am well pleased''' (Mark 1:10-11, Revised Standard Version).Compare that with this new translation:‘‘A pigeon flew down and perched </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109394902514037640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109394902514037640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109394902514037640' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109394537181320048</id><published>2004-08-31T19:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T19:42:51.813+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cringe AlertNew York's planned parenthood wants JK Rowling to include sex ed lessons at Hogwarts in her next book. "For the Harry Potterreaders, just think of the possibilities:Snapes, that sullen, nastyprofessor lecturing on the facts of biology and sex..." Excuse me, what?Wasn't there enough of Harry furiously polishing his broom and wand in the last book? If it isn't, I have one word </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109394537181320048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109394537181320048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109394537181320048' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109387529698047905</id><published>2004-08-31T00:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T00:14:56.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PRESS RELEASEChiropractors for Consumers Union blamed the Salvation Army for pooh-poohing the effects of lactose intolerance among habitual adulterers."Their elitist attitude makes fools of us all," said the spokeshominid, adding that habitual adulterers plan to file a class-action lawsuit in federal court asking $1 quadrillion in damages.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109387529698047905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109387529698047905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109387529698047905' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109387365934483869</id><published>2004-08-30T23:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T23:47:39.343+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quote of the day:In his book "Natural Right and History," Leo Strauss, who taught many of the men who taught me political philosophy, coined the phrase "reductio ad Hitlerum" meaning that a view is not "refuted by the fact that it happens to have been shared by Hitler." I hope I don't ever have to see any more debates about whether Hitler was a vegetarian or not.See also Godwin's Law</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109387365934483869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109387365934483869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109387365934483869' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109387067674479627</id><published>2004-08-30T22:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T22:57:56.746+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rather disturbing divorce story here,and also here. Sometimes attempts tosimplify a complex problem like divorce can create even worse situations. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109387067674479627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109387067674479627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109387067674479627' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109386512139453193</id><published>2004-08-30T21:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T21:25:21.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kid Radd is approaching the end.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109386512139453193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109386512139453193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109386512139453193' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109360377775622976</id><published>2004-08-27T20:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T20:49:37.756+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good grief.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109360377775622976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109360377775622976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109360377775622976' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109281371614817380</id><published>2004-08-18T17:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T17:28:42.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting article here about the wankspeak that reviewers and critics use, especially with regard to books.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109281371614817380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109281371614817380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109281371614817380' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109262951051002167</id><published>2004-08-16T14:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T14:11:50.510+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I passed my driving test today!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109262951051002167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109262951051002167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109262951051002167' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109222755009618661</id><published>2004-08-11T22:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:32:30.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe for my birthday I should host a cuddle party.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109222755009618661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109222755009618661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109222755009618661' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109196230733393881</id><published>2004-08-08T20:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T21:49:24.533+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check out these cool robots. Isn't it nice to be living in the future?There's animatronic ones, entertainment ones, domestic ones, walking ones and humanoid face ones, but they don't seem to have many of what we've all been waiting for- sex robots!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109196230733393881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109196230733393881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109196230733393881' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109190439879556366</id><published>2004-08-08T04:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T04:50:04.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just got back from the TISM concertIt was really cool of course. They had 'TISM idol' and I think they took some girls out of the crowd, and would sing a line or two from a TISM song, then a panel of judges (non-tism member judges)  would insult them, except one I think they would suck up to in a really rediculous way (curiously similar to the real Australian Idol).And I think they called them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109190439879556366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109190439879556366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109190439879556366' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109167048360695498</id><published>2004-08-05T11:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T12:16:17.843+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dark Shadows of the Australia-United States Free Trade AgreementNo no no no no! This silly Australia-US free trade Agreement thingy seems to have provisions for Australia to fall in line with America's continuously-extending copyright laws, and their DMCA (digital millenium copyright act). I've been suspicious of this free trade agreement but haven't really paid much attention to this issue. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109167048360695498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109167048360695498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109167048360695498' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109150483076083942</id><published>2004-08-03T13:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T13:47:10.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If this is real, then I think George Lucas has really gone off the deep endApparently, he's decided to change the ending a bit of Return of the Jedi so that that the guy originallyplaying Anakin Skywalker is replaced with the guy who plays him in the lame prequels. I guess that will be the digitally re-remastered extra-special edition. Does anyone else think that all this retroactive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109150483076083942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109150483076083942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109150483076083942' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109118518118588012</id><published>2004-07-30T20:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T20:59:41.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speaking of those wacky, hollywood-esque Religions...After that last post, I saw on my blog ads up the top one wasabout that weirdo 'A Course in Miracles' thing that my cousinwho is a witch is into. Right next to it is an ad that says, 'What is heresy?' Funny when you get a randomly madecontrast like that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109118518118588012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109118518118588012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109118518118588012' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109118169687687023</id><published>2004-07-30T20:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T20:08:17.040+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got my TISM ticket today! I had this idea today of how I'd like to add some new notes to our currency system. They'd be like the current ones except with five cents subtracted, so you'd have your $4.95 note, $9.95, $19.95, $49.95 and $99.95 note. It'd sure make things a bit easier when paying for some things. It might make it a bit more difficult when adding things up, so I'd keep the normal</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109118169687687023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109118169687687023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109118169687687023' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109051049891554242</id><published>2004-07-22T23:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T01:43:45.013+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Close your eyes and it will soon be overI'm going through one of my periodic jealousy fits at the moment. It's not something I usually write about, well, not publicallywrite about. So look out, dear reader, because it might even be YOUthat I am jealous of. It kind of annoys me that I get jealousover really stupid things. Like for example recently I've been jealous over some pious people. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109051049891554242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109051049891554242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109051049891554242' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109040312712701237</id><published>2004-07-21T19:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:47:39.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chuck Palahniuk is giving writing lessons Looks like he's going to use the tutorials he has temporarily on his site as material for putting together a book on writing. Probably be more useful than a lot of other books on writing I've seen. There's a lot of writers seem to get by on having a good concept or something while having rather mediocre writing skills (the Da Vinci Code, anyone?) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109040312712701237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109040312712701237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109040312712701237' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109031902053260605</id><published>2004-07-20T20:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T20:25:26.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My family are watching Australian Idol in the next room That show is one of the biggest loads of wank ever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109031902053260605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109031902053260605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109031902053260605' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-109007189464007676</id><published>2004-07-17T23:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T23:44:54.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was L Frank Baum a Communist?Except from The Emerald City of Oz:No disease of any sort was ever known among the Ozites, and so no oneever died unless he met with an accident that prevented him fromliving.  This happened very seldom, indeed.  There were no poor peoplein the Land of Oz, because there was no such thing as money, and allproperty of every sort belonged to the Ruler.  The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109007189464007676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/109007189464007676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109007189464007676' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-108985103692487804</id><published>2004-07-15T10:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T10:23:56.923+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mark Shea is coming to Australia!Don't know whereabouts though yet, might only be Sydney or Melbourne or something. have to wait for more details.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/108985103692487804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/108985103692487804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108985103692487804' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-108980936241522531</id><published>2004-07-14T22:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T22:52:00.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gosh, It's a bit of a wasteland, isn't it?I keep forgetting to update this here weblog. I come up with thesecool things to write about, and even write them sometimes,but I never get around to posting them. Then, when I do log in, I just feel blaaaaah and don't want to bother even postingthose things I've already written. Also been forgetting to updatethe keenspace account as well. Same </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/108980936241522531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/108980936241522531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108980936241522531' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-108531958775458646</id><published>2004-05-23T23:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T23:39:47.753+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rhys desires to cruise da 'hood.Well I finally got around to booking another driving test, so please send out heaps of prayers for me. If you're Catholic like me, you can ask Elijah, St Frances of Rome or Bl. Sebastian of Aparicio to pray for me too, seeing as they are all patron saints of drivers (among other things, see the Patron Saints Index). If you're a Raelian or Scientologist or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/108531958775458646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/108531958775458646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108531958775458646' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-108419377375545408</id><published>2004-05-10T22:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T22:56:13.756+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoorah! A decent webcomic!Mine, that is. I decided to use my keenspace account at http://rhystuck.keenspace.com/ I had previously scanned and saved on cd about 60 pages of this ongoing epic storyline thing, and it updates daily at the moment. Until it catches up to where I am in the story now, then I guess it will probably update once a week, fortnight, month, millenium etc. At some point I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/108419377375545408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/108419377375545408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108419377375545408' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-107797103942423811</id><published>2004-02-28T22:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T22:26:48.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shoujoThis is something I wrote that is too long for the comment boxes:Sometimes guys will seek out to be friends with girls first and then get romantic, but then it seems like some females think that unless you try to shag them within the next 24 hours, you can only ever be friends and never have anything romantic with them, so then guys like Bill will react to that, and might try to date a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107797103942423811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107797103942423811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797103942423811' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-107664314124621817</id><published>2004-02-13T13:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T13:34:50.373+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NO MORE WHEAT, RYE OR BARLEY FOR ME!I discovered the other week that I have Celiac, so on Leader’s Weekend I joined the elitist little clique of those fancy-pants special meals people. It wasn’t really all that different, seeing as there was so many different foods, all those different salads and stuff. It was just every now and then I had something different like a piece of chicken instead of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107664314124621817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107664314124621817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107664314124621817' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-107433404644416678</id><published>2004-01-17T20:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T20:09:20.450+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Samuel Taylor Coleridge, writer ofunmitigated wierdness, abandoner of wife, andstoned for most of your life! What Romantic poet are you?(except Keats) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107433404644416678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107433404644416678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107433404644416678' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-107432246449275826</id><published>2004-01-17T16:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T16:56:17.653+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sim World looking a lot like real world It's about the Sims Online. Here's a quote from the article: Alphaville, the game's fictional city, could have gone in any number of directions, depending on the arbitrary decisions of the online game players who make up its people through their chosen "avatars", or game characters. Alphaville could have become a socialist utopia, a grand experiment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107432246449275826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107432246449275826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107432246449275826' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-107175696274683694</id><published>2003-12-19T00:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T00:17:17.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No longer a Protestant, not yet a CatholicWell, I guess it's time to come out of the closet. After a lot of reading about, writing about, thinking about and praying about a whole heap of theological, philosophical, exegetical/hermeneutical and other issues, I have decided to join the Catholic Church. I hesitate to use the word 'convert' seeing as I don't consider myself to be changing to a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107175696274683694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107175696274683694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107175696274683694' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-107137861978864662</id><published>2003-12-14T15:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T15:11:28.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This morning I woke up with these thoughts in my head: St. Nicolas was a Catholic Bishop. So what's all this "mrs Claus" business then? and: That John Rhys-Davies who plays Gimli on the LOTR movies. What's all this sudden "comic relief dwarf" business in the two towers? I think that movie also needed more ents. If there's one thing I know for sure, you can never have too many ents. If I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107137861978864662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107137861978864662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107137861978864662' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-107104926454465388</id><published>2003-12-10T19:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T19:42:08.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hooray!!!I got my results back today, I got distinctions for all my subjects. I was a bit worried about one of them, the exam for it was rediculously hard and I wasn't sure if I'd passed, but it turns out I did well. So that's it, really, I've finished my BA degree, so I guess now I'm qualified to be an elitist snob. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107104926454465388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107104926454465388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107104926454465388' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-107094296070185843</id><published>2003-12-09T14:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T14:10:22.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Schpoodle!I've just about finished pencilling in Schpoodle, the comic I'm doing with Patrick. We wrote a script for it together, and we're both doing a version of it, and when we have both finished we can compare them and see what each of us has done with it. I'll leave it aside for a little while before inking it in, seeing as you never quite pick up all the mistakes the first couple of times </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107094296070185843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/107094296070185843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107094296070185843' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-106769521824423957</id><published>2003-11-02T00:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T00:00:30.310+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where did it go?Here I was, typing away and I accidentally hit a key or something and the  whole page of text I was writing disappears. It didn't vanish while trying to send it, which is what usually happens, no, I was just typing away and before you know it it's all gone. I must have accidentally hit some key combination for "delete everything irrepairably" or something. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106769521824423957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106769521824423957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106769521824423957' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-106692353671006457</id><published>2003-10-24T01:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T01:38:56.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hope I don't get LEFT BEHIND for writing thisAh...premillenial dispensationalism. There's a lot I could say about that, like its extremely dodgy biblical and theological basis, and the fact that if you've been in evangelical/pentecostal circles for a while now, you notice that the prophecies and interpretations made over time tend to change, the old ones quietly discarded (when it becomes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106692353671006457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106692353671006457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106692353671006457' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-106441731142603935</id><published>2003-09-25T01:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T01:31:58.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Katt's LairWell it's one of those times when I don't really feel like doing anythidng in particular so I'm bumming around on the Internet. I'd thought I'd have a look at fellow cartoonist/comic/manga creator type person (whatever she prefers to call herself, she can insert here, some people are happy with a general title like 'cartoonist' like me, other people get a bit uptight about that, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106441731142603935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106441731142603935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106441731142603935' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-106354791539506318</id><published>2003-09-14T23:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T23:58:35.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sooo...what's the difference?After a few different events, I recently realised something that I find terribly amusing. There are certain people who will start to look nervous if someone (of Catholic or Eastern Orthodox persuasion) cross themselves, or kneel to pray, they will cringe at the sight of rosaries or icons, get nauseous the minute they hear recitations of form prayers or the mention </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106354791539506318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106354791539506318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106354791539506318' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-106277483560186512</id><published>2003-09-06T01:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T01:13:55.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grr!I just wrote a really good post and blogger lost at all! I shouldn't have deviated from my usual practice of writing them out and saving them beforehand. Aargh!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106277483560186512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106277483560186512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106277483560186512' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-106242592060406073</id><published>2003-09-02T00:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T00:18:40.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just remembered...I might as well add while on the topic of Gnosticism, that Neon Genesis Evangelion, one of my favorite anime series's, seems to draw heavily on Gnosticism, as well as Kabbalah, a form of Jewish mysticism.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106242592060406073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106242592060406073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106242592060406073' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-106242452169417137</id><published>2003-09-01T23:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T23:55:21.510+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RestorationismOne of my numerous email accounts is subscribed to a couple of self-help 'pop psychology' email lists. The kind of things you get from them are very often quite amusing, sometimes veering into all sorts of things like scientology or detecting energy fields through crystals and all sorts of new-agey type stuff. I haven't seen any detailing the health benefits of drinking your own </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106242452169417137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106242452169417137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106242452169417137' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-106155152276164798</id><published>2003-08-22T21:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T21:25:22.746+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bleeeaaaaahhhhhhh.Is exactly how I've been feeling lately.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106155152276164798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/106155152276164798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106155152276164798' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-94449685</id><published>2003-05-17T00:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T00:15:37.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Latest Jerry Springer ShowJerry: Hi and welcome to the show. Today our theme is, "I want my party back."Our first guest is Mr Simon Crean. Simon, what's your story with Kim Beazley?Simon: Well, Jerry, a while ago my best friend was head of the Australian Labour Party, but then their relationship was over, so he leftthe party to me, so I've been leader of the opposition ever since.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/94449685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/94449685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94449685' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-94335160</id><published>2003-05-15T02:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T02:15:21.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's with all these good looking people?I'm always surprised, not just at all the good-looking people I find that exist in the world, but also the fact that it seems like more are born every day. Where do they keep coming from? You'd think that the supply of pretty faces would be exhausted by now. I mean, there's certain things you have to get right, like the right amount of eyes and noses, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/94335160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/94335160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94335160' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-94137974</id><published>2003-05-11T16:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T16:21:49.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not feeling too wellI haven't been feeling too well recently. I've been tired a lot, doing a lot of sleeping, had a woozy feeling head sometimes. A couple of days ago I slept most of the day, but I've been feeling a bit better everyday. I have this feeling like I may have brought it on myself by stressing myself out and exhausting myself. I'm trying to take it easy and not stress myself out so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/94137974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/94137974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94137974' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-93908192</id><published>2003-05-07T14:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T14:44:30.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Avril Lavigne Worship AlbumOh yes, how could I forget? Someone on the bus home from Arts Weekend of Doom mentioned that Avril Lavigne has in the past made a worship album(s). So I guess her original plan was to become a mini-Darlene. That reminds me of another little thingy I've been thinking of doing, writing Ten Songs About Avril Lavigne.I've only got the titles so far:1. It's not so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/93908192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/93908192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93908192' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-93902664</id><published>2003-05-07T12:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T01:10:33.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arts Weekend of DoomRecently I went on the  Arts Weekend of Doom  and lots of interesting things happened, so I thought I’d write a bit about some of them. Why,I’m only scratching the surface here!I liked the fact that on the concert nights there were quite a few songs aboutoh-I-like-this-girl-but-she-doesn’t-like-me-so-I’ll-winge-about-it type stuff, (comedy ones, not serious ones) like there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/93902664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/93902664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93902664' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-90344994</id><published>2003-03-08T16:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T16:45:32.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TIMECUBE!!!Hey, did you know that the Timecube guy had a public debate? Here's an article from someone who went to see it.check out this bit...Gene Ray began to explain his theory, one that he said he has been trying to get people to understand for nearly 20 years. He says that his theory will change everyone's understanding of the world and that universities don't want to hear the truth.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/90344994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/90344994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90344994' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-90206772</id><published>2003-03-06T10:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T10:56:07.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just Imagine If...Imagine a world without lamersWouldn’t it be divine?No more “Mainstream Alternative” music,Reality TV,Or Deconstructionist movements Within Literary Criticism.Human resources would becomeStaff, and Information ResourceCentres would becomeLibraries. Cafe Lattes, Tall Blacks, Short Whites and Espresso WouldAll become coffee.TeenyboppersWould beDomesticated.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/90206772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/90206772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90206772' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-89233613</id><published>2003-02-17T21:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T21:15:33.400+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Valentine's Day ComicI did a comic on Valentine's Day, and here it is.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89233613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89233613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89233613' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-89068073</id><published>2003-02-14T12:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T12:48:41.870+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH NO!!!They've gone again. Honestly, they just don't know whether they're coming or going.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89068073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89068073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89068073' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-89068002</id><published>2003-02-14T12:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T12:46:43.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hooray!Ah, there they are, I told you so.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89068002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89068002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89068002' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-89067835</id><published>2003-02-14T12:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T12:44:59.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Come back, commenty thingies!!!Uh oh, Haloscan must be having problems or something again, the commenty things have disappeared. This seems to happen every now and then. They're gone on other weblogs too, I've noticed. Don't worry, they'll come home soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89067835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89067835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89067835' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-89014783</id><published>2003-02-13T14:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T15:00:07.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Prosperity HeresyJesus stands up on the sermon of the mount, and begins to teachthe crowd of followers. “Alright! Anyone want to be poorer this year? Put your hand up! No? Well, We’re going to reach a whole new level! You know why? Because you’re not millionaires yet! My goal is that we’re gonna need wheelie bins down these aisles to take up offerings!”“Excuse me, Rabbi, what’s a Wheelie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89014783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/89014783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89014783' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-88151495</id><published>2003-01-28T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T22:27:54.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Twabistani Government gains Internet connectionI decided to do a special page on my website for the nation I founded, Twabistan,(that's http://www.nationstates.net/cgi-bin/index.cgi/target=display_nation/nation=twabistan if you have trouble getting to it) at Nation States. On this page, there is not only the flag and the country's currency, there is some pictures of yassichs and the Coat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88151495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88151495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88151495' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-88151482</id><published>2003-01-28T22:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T22:34:38.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eep!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88151482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88151482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88151482' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-88150098</id><published>2003-01-28T21:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T21:28:08.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FulfilmentIt seems to be a common human desire to seek fulfillment.People give lots of money to psychologists to complain about how unfulfilled their lives are. People think their is something missing from their lives, aren't really sure what it is, so proceed with trial and error. It's as if people think things like this: "I'm not feeling satisfied with my life today. I think I'll try to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88150098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88150098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88150098' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-88100317</id><published>2003-01-28T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T01:46:53.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Celebrate the federation of a new nation!In order to try to avoid tax, I have formed my own country, The United Socialist States of Twabistan, and declared myself Lord Protector. What a scam! Visit Jennifer Government: Nation Statesand see how much dole money you can screw out of your local government. With any luck, you might appear on a current affairs show. Also check out the other countries </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88100317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88100317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88100317' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-88096103</id><published>2003-01-28T00:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T00:15:01.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Meaning of LifeI have decided to post here on this weblog a series of essays\rants\etc basedaround the topic "the meaning of life." I intend to do this in a way that not manypeople have, which is to actually EXPLAIN what it is. Most discussions of themeaning of life talk about the history of philosophy of various ideas and schoolsthought, while not actually coming to any particular </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88096103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/88096103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88096103' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-87680935</id><published>2003-01-20T01:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T01:05:18.310+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finished Cleaning!!!Phew, that took me like a week or something. I'm glad I got that done though. Now I can get back to doing normal stuff. I probably should update my website too, I haven't done that for a while. Maybe I'll wack some more more stuff up tomorrow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/87680935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/87680935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87680935' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-87301625</id><published>2003-01-12T21:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-01-12T21:27:42.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big Clean-upRecently I decided to give my room a complete overhaul. See, my usual method is to place things on every available space forming huge piles, and when the piles get too big I take them and hide them in boxes under my bed. I do this all subconsciously of course, I don't realise that I'm doing this. Every now and then I wander into my room and wonder where all the piles of junk have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/87301625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/87301625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87301625' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-86783009</id><published>2003-01-01T20:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2003-01-01T20:59:52.510+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>January: Book-Writing Month?I've haven't been as productive these holidays as I would have liked, so I thought I might use the rest of them to write a book. I've tried doing this before, but I think I know why I never finished them. Last semester for one of my subjects for an item of assessment I did what is known as a Motivational Pattern. It's a kind of psychological thingy that tells you (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86783009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86783009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86783009' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-86698404</id><published>2002-12-31T00:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T00:53:54.766+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scientific or Magical?well I'm back again, I was very tempted to just stop this line of thought and go on to talk about something else, but no, I want to finish what I started. Now, I ended my last little rant-thingy thinking about what makes a "magical" expanation different from a "scientific" explanation. I've been thinking about this and have been quite surprised that I don't think there's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86698404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86698404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86698404' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-86624152</id><published>2002-12-29T00:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-12-29T00:00:57.423+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Atheism and AliensHello, today I'm going to talk about something I think about every now and then, and I think I mentioned briefly on a discussion list, which is Atheists who think that it is perfectly reasonable to believe in aliens but not in God (Notice that I said simply "God" and not "God or gods," which seems to be a rather silly habit that many atheists have developed. The reason why I do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86624152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86624152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86624152' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-86362309</id><published>2002-12-22T01:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-12-22T01:47:48.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Googlified!!!Googlismrhys is first big jeans for genes successrhys is in the news againrhys is the author of many short stories and novelsrhys is thrown in the castle dungeonrhys is a good friend who you can always count onrhys is working on two new moviesrhys is responsible for managing and developing the information systems at pughrhys is clearly amusedrhys is a somewhat older man</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86362309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86362309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86362309' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-86355323</id><published>2002-12-21T18:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-12-21T18:43:14.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I tried logging into the iprimus website so I could fiddle with my website. It didn't work. Again. I've been trying to get into my website for the last couple of days now. Iprimus seems to have these funny troubles every now and then, like sometimes I can log into the website and sometimes I can't. I'll probably have to ring them up about this, but I'm dreading doing that because I know what's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86355323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86355323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86355323' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-86028823</id><published>2002-12-15T23:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-12-15T23:47:32.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dick Larger: Police CopDick Larger was a gritty, hardnosed cop. He was so gritty and hardnosed that tradesmen would often come up to him and sharpen their tools against his face. Grind, grind, grind they would go, in a pseudo-sexual kind of way. Of course Dick was a very sexual man, he had a whole-lotta-lovin’ to give. Not that he was a fairy-boy or anything. Oh, sure, he might have slept</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86028823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/86028823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86028823' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-85372317</id><published>2002-12-02T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T22:10:34.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Useless Trivia!!!I just found out that the guy who played Parker Lewis in Parker Lewis Can't Lose, Corin Nemec, is the same guy who plays Jonas in Stargate. I also found out that apparentlyhe is a Scientologist. Weeiirrrd. I also found out that Michael Shanks (Daniel Jackson)is coming back in the next series. The Jonas character will still be in itthough, so there will either be a five </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85372317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85372317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85372317' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-85368378</id><published>2002-12-02T18:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T18:41:30.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's Britney Spears's birthday today. Happy birthday, Britney.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85368378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85368378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85368378' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-85329641</id><published>2002-12-01T23:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T23:37:53.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deconstruction of Avril Lavigne’s song, “Sk8er boi”My sister really hates this song, so I immensely enjoyingturning the sound up when it comes on the radio, even though I also find the song somewhat annoying. I also find this song  to be very confusing. Look at these lyrics: He was a boy, she was a girlCan I make it anymore obvious?This is not obvious at all!“Gentlemen, to your left, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85329641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85329641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85329641' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-85191797</id><published>2002-11-28T13:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T13:08:32.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am Finished!Well I've finished my last assignment for this year so I am officially on holidays now. I'm working on some thingies that I might stick uphere so keep an eye out for that when I do them. Oh, did I mention that I failed my driving test? I'm not quite sure why though, I mean,there were only six deaths, the rest were just seriously injured. Starting the car in drive when it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85191797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85191797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85191797' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-85111108</id><published>2002-11-27T01:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-11-27T01:22:07.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHA!!! It is all worky now! I have commenty Thingigumummies! The Super Net- tacky-ular Webstravaganza is complete, for now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85111108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85111108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85111108' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-85106998</id><published>2002-11-26T23:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T23:36:21.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I'll try a new entry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85106998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85106998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85106998' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-85106678</id><published>2002-11-26T23:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T23:35:31.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay let's see if I've got this comment thingy working. I'll try this again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85106678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85106678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85106678' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-85047816</id><published>2002-11-25T20:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T20:27:19.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!I've been kind of sick at the moment. I've got a dizzy, lightheaded head and I start to feel tired after reading or looking at something for longer  than two minutes, which is annoying because that is how I spend most of my day. It makes studying and staring at people who walk past my house a lot harder than it normally is. I saw the Doctor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85047816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/85047816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85047816' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-84169641</id><published>2002-11-07T23:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-11-07T23:15:03.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm wearing pants at the momentI just had some chick in Egypt start talking to me on ICQ. She started talking in French it looked like, and when I replied she switched to talking in English. I just realised I wrote the word "talking" when I should have written, "writing" or "typing" but I've decided I'm just not going to think about that. Anyway, she was wrting with that kind of English that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/84169641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/84169641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84169641' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-83752880</id><published>2002-10-30T14:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-10-30T14:17:14.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>INSERT HEADLINE HEREI'm at the CHC library today and I've just borrowed a big pile of books I need for my numerous assignments. You probably won't be hearing much from me for the next three weeks. This computer's doing weird things. The mouse buttons are way too sensitive and it keeps clicking all the time when I don't want it too. No, mouse, don't click over there, I keep saying to myself. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/83752880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/83752880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83752880' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-83297387</id><published>2002-10-22T00:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-10-22T00:16:25.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weeeeeellll I've finally gotten around to actually putting some new stuff on my website, two articles I wrote recently, Lower Your Standards and e-XXXX-ttTTTttttttRRRRrrrrRrrEEeEeeEEmMMmmMMMMmeeEEEEeeee Days.Go check them out NOW.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/83297387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/83297387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83297387' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874457.post-83290259</id><published>2002-10-21T20:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T20:10:08.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Testing. 1,2,3...Hello hello. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/83290259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874457/posts/default/83290259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhystuck.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83290259' title=''/><author><name>Rhys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12824995839701304137</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></entry></feed>
