tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60057142011-04-21T18:37:16.661-04:00Come For The Love, Stay For The Lovin'. I Talk About Things. Let's Go.Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comBlogger1081100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1118963214963947972005-06-16T19:01:00.000-04:002005-06-16T19:06:54.966-04:00

Hello, friends. I'm afraid once again this will be the last post on The Room For Blind Error...until I need to come back here again for something. Yes, like many good Canadians/Americans/Worldians I've made a Livejournal. I know I've made fun of it, but mine will be different. It will be sweeter, greater, and less full of 14-year old girls whining about their boyfriends not saying they love

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1118125336597398842005-06-07T02:12:00.000-04:002005-06-07T15:35:58.166-04:00

Here's something for you kids while I spend some time at home with the folks. It's a survey my roomie's girlfriend has on her LiveJournal thing. Fun? No. Read? Yes. P.S. - Getting a tattoo "today". I mean that 'cause it's 2:11 AM. 11 AM is my drilling time. See you kids soon!SECTION 1 ABOUT YOURSELF?Known as: Armagideon Time, Jesse, Jess, Jezza-Man, Hessie, Hess, Jesser, Hesser, more retarded

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1117668356084108192005-06-01T19:22:00.000-04:002005-06-01T19:25:56.086-04:00

Things are kinda scanty around the Blind Error now. Y'see, I can't get my comics pictures to load onto this silly site, first off. Yep. On toppa that, THERE'S NO MORE COMMENTS OHHHH! I've run out of time oh dear no! Looks like I'll have to beg n' plead with my "friends" over at the Vomit Comet for assistance. I just hope they're willin' to help out an old flake like myself. So you're stuck

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Sorry that comic the 2nd is up so late. I kinda did stuff today. What can I say? It's still up! So shaddap n' love!

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The first comic! I decided to call the comic, "The Armagideon Times". Unoriginal, but kooky. I look funny in it.P.S. - Click the actual image to huge-ify it. Easier to read, my peeps.

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...This week I finally bring you the legendary comics I promised. After looking back at them, I realize they suck. I've written 5 more that suck. You'll get those too, probably in another 2 years. Then that'll be the end of my over-hyped, wannabe-mainstream comic. It's bad, but you get 5 days of it, so happy you be. Maybe I'll write stuff this week, too. Maybe not. Surprises galore.P.S. - I

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1117263672474099042005-05-28T02:22:00.000-04:002005-05-28T03:05:07.800-04:00

Oooookay, I guess I gotta tell you how Run For Light went since I said I would. I'm not really in the mood to write sumpin', but I'm going to, 'cause it has to be done. Why am I not in the mood? I dunno. Just not. But let's do it anyway.On my trek to the track, I opted to jam to The Clash's 1979 album "London Calling". Good choice, A-Time! Once I got there, I paid my ten Canadian dollars, got me

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1117057438512638412005-05-25T17:42:00.000-04:002005-05-25T21:03:17.193-04:00

Guess what I just did? Went back and re-tooled all my old pre-Armagideon Renaissance posts! Now they're of THIS GREAT FONT! No more tiny Times New Roman! More like Times OLD Roman! What! So if you want some 2003-2004 hilarity, check back and see what you might have missed! My faves are the Megamans. Cutman is such my biotch.

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It's Humpday! And what better way to start Humpday than with an article on the past weekend? Fun, frivolity, and First! Mackenzie First!This band called Mackenzie First stayed at our house for a few days since they had no place to go and knew that free was better than paying for a hotel. My roomie and I reluctantly, but gladly opened our doors to them. But turns out it wasn't JUST them. A bookie

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Sorry for not doing anything for a few days. Not been up for anything. BUT, I have stories for you. 2 articles in 2 days. Rock rock on. This time will be about a movie I saw. You can guess what it is from the above title. I don't pull punches on the Error.Saturday night I saw Star Wars, Episode III: Revenge Of The Sith. Yeah, it's a mouthful. All's I had was a mouthful of popcorn, a lady on the

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1116452854229133832005-05-18T17:34:00.000-04:002005-05-18T17:52:04.206-04:00

For reasons I'm about to post, I really don't like online gaming. It's not that I think it's a terrible thing for society or the downfall of gaming itself, A-Time just don't like it stinkin' up da joint. Now ride with me as we take a short, albeit sweet journey down online road.I grew up a child of the 80's. Heck I was still raised a child of the 90's and double O's, but meh. I love my Nintendo

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Remember when I said I liked girls? 1 in particular? Well, kinda backfired. She's still with Mr. Guy, and they're whatever. I have my opinions about them. That's that. Now I didn't know that she reads this blog regularly. So....joke's on me. She casually cast me aside, but asked if we could still be friends. I remember the time being 12:46 AM when the rejection was nigh. Then I was left

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I got a visitor over. She's alright. My roomie was gone until later this day. Now it's rather out of the norm for me to complain, but this time feels needed. I was a victim of theft.Well, really I and my guest. She was ransacked, as well. Lemme give ya the rundown of the story, then the items that are missing:1. 'The Plot'My guest and I leave for our errands around 11 AM. We get back around 3:30,

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Uh oh....leetspeak is out, and it is the hot. And I'm here to complain about it. Sorry, it's not even called leetspeak. More like...l33tsp34k_69!!!11one1one! Good...gravy.Now I am the victim of the occasional online "shortform" or "emoticon" on the popular MSN Messenger. I'll use "brb" for "be right back" if the bathroom calls immediate attention. I do like the tongue-sticking-out-face if

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Here's an article LONG LONG LONG overdue from my Australian pal, Adam. He's real nice and does stuff, I'm pretty sure. You'll like him a lot more after reading his tasty review. Taste on...So A-Time, I thought for your site I could review alot of weird zany stuff that rarely gets reviewed so I thought why not start with a review of something thats mildly-scandolous and in the news. Review: The

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'Twas a sad state of affairs today, ladles and gentlespoons. I went to my cousin's funeral. Now I haven't cried in a long time. So it was sad. I held my own for the most part, but seeing other people break down just does it in for Armagideon Time. There was a Lion King-esque song at the beginning of the procession deal, and it was something. Then, a Priest said some nice stuff about him,

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I've had a lot on my mind lately. Sorry I haven't posted, just haven't been up for it the past few days. Been kinda blah, so what can I say? A friend from London was over for a couple days, so I wasn't about to abandon him for this cheesy blog. But my roomie n' I didn't do much today, so I had a lot of time to....think.First off, University. I'm nervous, okay? It's been a billion years

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Ahh, now for a fun post! A post of epic and loud proportions! A post about going to Hamilton to see a bunch of very loud bands with people! Here it go.My roomie's in a band called Almost Murder. I know...I like the name too. He's the bassist, and quite chic, if ya ask me! But regardless, he invited his sister and her boyfriend to come along, too. They're real hip n' down with coolness, so.

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I forgot to remove my "band aid" 'till I got home, so here's proof that today sucked! Sucked BLOOD, that is!!

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It's late and well, this is the first of 2 posts, really. The next one will be about some show I went to Wednesday night. THIS one is to complain about my friggin' day!So, today I once again had to go to Toronto for eye stuff. Wellp, seemed like an okay way to start the day. Got myself a new CD to listen to(I'll get to that next post), got all my tax stuff ready, and I'm easily making the bus!

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This is the big thing just down our street. We're not allowed here, probably 'cause we are lesser than Hollywood. Pretty lame lookin' bank, if ya ask me.

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If you can make 'em out, there's silhouettes on the downtown stores. Sadly, this is not part of the Silent Hill set. This is Brantford, pre-Silent treatment. Still looks like Hell.

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Pfft, I dunno what it is. A cave? Maybe a PORTAL? Whatever it is, it's odd. And probably Silent Hillish.

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1114625164504570252005-04-27T14:06:00.000-04:002005-04-27T14:22:27.886-04:00

You saw it here, folks! Silent Hill Tavern! ...In Brantford? Hmm, must be that "portal" thing...

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Well, kids, wouldn't ya know it. I went drinkin' last night. Yes yes, I know. Never have before, morals morals blah blah. I thought I'd try sumpin' different. And oh man, different it was. It may not have been beer, but it was alcoholic.So I go over to a friend's house and I'm introduced to a NEW friend! Go fig! So she's alright. Aww geez. This is difficult to type. Freakin' world's spinning at 9

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1114036248395991592005-04-20T18:10:00.000-04:002005-04-20T18:30:48.396-04:00

I've been home with the folks since Monday, and I'm heading to Toronto Friday to party birthday-style with some friends. By party, I mean probably hang out, eat pizza, watch movies. Good times. On my trip to the parents from my home, I was on the bus, just looking outside, and ENJOYING IT! So that's today's article. Good Armagideon Times...Nobody enjoys life anymore, myself included. We

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I think we all know who won the Battle Of Tuesday...

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1113382020636475112005-04-13T04:24:00.000-04:002005-04-13T05:18:15.430-04:00

So bear with me for a second and pretend this article is a Livejournal entry. You know, one of those things where people either complain about themselves OR complain about others. "Man, A-Time, are you in a bad mood?" No, sir/ma'am, I've just drank a bunch o' Cola n' ate some Rolos. I'm on the FRITZ! So you'll shaddap n' listen to how my Tuesday went!It was indeed another fun trip to Toronto to

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1113175846661496392005-04-10T19:28:00.000-04:002005-04-10T19:30:46.663-04:00

So I can't find a scanner. I've already drawn 5 of them(1 for every weekday!!) and I can't scan 'em! Scan? More like "SCAM"! But really, I swear once I get me a scanner, I'll scan 'em, colour 'em, and put 'em up. I'll tell you that the ghost hunt doesn't last long. But you get no teaser trailer. Why? Chicken makin'.

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So here's a link dated February 23, 2005. Little old, yeah, but eh. 'Tis about the Silent Hill/Centralia movie happenin' on MY STREET, YO! Well, at SOME point in the filming, anyway. EXCITEMENT! TRUTH! DUTY! VALOR! ZOMBIES!http://www.brantfordexpositor.ca/webapp/sitepages/content.asp?contentID=99172&catname=Local+News

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Guess what! The comments are back! And if it wasn't for my expertise in ghostbustin', you never would have been able to comment again! Oh sweet Lordie oh! I've documented all my findings on paper(with word bubbles!) for you to love forever once I get the comics up here. Just keep a full eye out for awexomeness soon. And alas, the toilet won't flush. Looks like the work of another

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1112825749356016362005-04-06T18:15:00.000-04:002005-04-13T05:24:38.736-04:00

Ha, that ghost doesn't stand a CHANCE versus Armagideon Time.

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Wow. SO few updates, SO little caring. I get sidetracked SO easily, it almost scares me. Been playing Chrono Trigger, what can I say? Anyway, you may notice how for some reason there is no longer a Comments section. Beats me. Maybe my time ran up or sumpin'? Or a ghost ate it? Yeah...ghost. While I'm ghost-hunting, I'll assume no one wants to comment. Good job, people.OH OH! The 2nd

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1111283765137483562005-03-19T20:16:00.000-05:002005-03-19T20:57:49.700-05:00

Granted, it's Saturday. And yes, St. Patrick's Day was a couple days ago, but eh. Wanna know what I did? Washed the dishes and listened to Flogging Molly. Oh yeah, and I wore a green shirt. I hate getting pinched! Enough about me. You come here for the funny.So once upon a moon, That 70's Show was made. And it was good. Then, another moon, That 80's Show...not so much. I'm here to DEFEND said

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1111281357911799772005-03-19T20:12:00.000-05:002005-03-19T20:15:57.920-05:00

It has come to my attention that NOBODY visits this site, save a select few friends I've told of this place. Now granted, it's all good n' fun to hear what they have to say, but I'd enjoy a wider breadth of audience. Maybe the 30-40 year old demographic. Who knows. Anyway, I gotta find ways of getting the word out besides word of mouth. Can you "loyal" readers help an Armagideon Time out?

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In April, there shall be a bigshot Hollywood-type movie deal filmed ON MY STREET. I mean come on, this REQUIRES me to steal some mugs, pencils, coasters, and the likelike(Zelda reference!). No, it's not a Zelda movie, otherwise I would be starring as Link. You KNOW that'd happen. But indeedy deed, it's based on Silent Hill 1 and 2. Pfft. I'll take what I can get. It's not even gonna be

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1110762047840522072005-03-13T19:57:00.000-05:002005-03-13T20:00:47.843-05:00

So here's something quick, and after that, even quicker. I just read EVERY SINGLE comic on this here webbasite-ah. Do it, if you love Zelda II, and Homestar Runner(it'll explain itself).http://www.zeldacomic.net/Bub is the cutest! TEH CUTIST LOL ROFL R0X0RZ_ME_BOXORZZ_69!!!!11!1one!

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Been 12 or somesuch days since I updated. Whatever. Here's something for the kids.Kinda about me, kinda not. I'll try and un-me it as much as a bloggish-type can. Back in the day-olds of the early 90's, I mean REAL early 90's, like 1990-1993, I went to Public School. Man, that sucked two much. Too much. I couldn't see past my own ego, therefore I was referred to as "blindie" and the like. Kids

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Here's a revision on a joke I posted! Go go my brother!Q. How many punks does it take to change a lightbulb?A. One hundred. One punk to change the lightbulb, and ninety-nine punks to say they did it first.WHAT? OH NO YOU DIDN'T!

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So Jason's birthday was like 20 minutes ago. Feb. 28th, 2005. Whoops! But hey, I wanted my pep rally article first! It was fresh! So it was his birthday. We went to East Side Mario's and ate food and loved it. I bought him some candy and pop. Yum yum. He hung with his girlfriend and we danced 'till the sun came up! Well, not really. Mostly the food eating. He's listening to a prank

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So a buncha years ago, I was in some Catholic school thing for a year. Weird. We wore the same thing every day. Made things simpler, I thought. Then again, I don't think a lot. Anyway, the school was sweet....well, my one class of DRAMA was. Ah, good times. But oh, OH OH OH! THIS entry, dear friends, is NOT about the good times. This....is about the bad times. The sad times. The dip

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So I goes to the eye doc today, right? Lotta bus troubles, but I make it. Blah blah, same drops, same pills, yada yada. I got 3 1/2 hours to kill. WHAT? Right. What to do in THE BIG CITY? Nothing. I mean wow. I went to all the local popular musical stores, the working class "punk" store(mediocre, at best), and I sat in a mall for half an hour. Yikes. Musta checked my DS timeclock

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1. Q. How many punks does it take to change a lightbulb?A. None. Punks never change anything.2. Q. What's the different between a Canadian and a canoe?A. A canoe tips.WOOOOOOOOOOO! HOT TIME!

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So...what's up? Lookin' good, I suppose. I spent the day at someone else's house, then bought Quaker Honey Crunch sumpin'. It's what I'm eatin' right now. So tomorrow I head back to the doctor's. Here's hoping they can fix my hole in yon cornea. Geez. Let's write!I like The Sopranos. Now granted, it's been on for a millenia, but I've just recently been coaxed into watching said show. Man

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Alright, here's an article. An angry article. An article so vile and disgusting, I'm not gonna write it. The End.Gotchya! Ooooh. Anyway, so I bought the new Ninja Turtles video game for my home video game console system apparatus device. Granted, the graphics are danged pretty, the extras could fill a void bigger than my bank account(oh yeah, I went there), and the game actually poses a challenge

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So...another week begins, kinda/sorta. Guess what? TODAY I GOT A PACKAGE! I know I know! It's CHOCK FULL of punky, silly, slimy goodness! 1st off, the Operation: Cliff Clavin Discography + DVD combo extravaganza 2005! THEN....then...The Devil Is Electric Discography...up to this point, anywho. Faithfuls, it was magic. But enough stupid. I'm getting a tattoo soon. WHAT THE HELL? Oh yeah

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Hey, guess what? Yep. So I'm partyin' at my buddy's place for the weekend, gettin' ready for some mean Katamari Damacy action! With Coca Cola! And Jerry Springer is on! Holy Bonesaw! Now I know this is an uninteresting entry, and it's not really a "topic", but just thought I'd give you a heads-up as to why I haven't been postin'! Once I get back Sunday though, be prepared. I'd been entertaining a

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UH OH! Look who's back! It's the man A-Time, a lovely age of 22, with eyes that twinkle bright and blue, and all this bloggin' JUST FOR YOU! Seriously though, my "new" blind error room got "full", so now I wanna head back to the oldskool. This skool. Preskool. As for MY skool, I'll be hammin' it up in Kingston in the following fiscal skool year. Enough with skool. SCHOOL TIME. Kingston,

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Well, friends, looks like I'm getting a new website! Yes! It's on a Tripod webserver thingie, so who knows about a comments board. Maybe in the future...eh. If not, this page will still be cooler. I could update this occasionally, maybe sending you to my other site, and commenting here, as I can't really put comments on the newer site just yet. Anyway, here's the new one...The Next Room For Blind

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"Check the O.R., ya like it so far?" Yes, friends. This is rap. I'm talking rap I actually enjoy. It's few and far between, but they do exist. Example: the above. Tom Green's real old short-lived rap group Organized Rhyme. I highly suggest you give a listen to "Check The O.R.". You'll smile for doing so. Also, I reccomend The Transplants. Now, I know it's not really FOR REAL rap, but hey, close

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Yeah, you heard me. I love Coca Cola. I love it so much I bought three 12-packs for 11 bucks. Deal? I dunno. Lotsa pop? Yessum. Now here I am, watching WWE Raw, eating soup, wondering what to talk about. Coke? Sure. For some reason, the monopoly that is Coke is in the minority with the crowd I follow. Only a select few love the red can, whereas an entire army of Pepsiites try to conform me day in

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How people lie? Like me? Geez. Sorry, guys. I just tend to do nothing on weekends. Now, time to save face.So it's been awhile since I've visited VomitComet, and my goodness, did I miss some good fireworks. Their comments board is just fired up with craziness, Nick-style. If you want a good laugh, check that stuff out. You may have to do some searching, but look for the articles with like 20

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Read below for the first of the 2 articles to make up for my folly of tiredness from the awexome concert. Now, moving on...Didn't I use to talk about Nintendo? I forget. Well, time to kick off the Nintendo love once again, fellow friends. What's the topic this time? It's not material, no. It's the EXPERIENCE! X-pee-ree-ence! Yes, it was an entity all its own. As my parents have sold my Nintendo

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No, no I really can't. First day, and I missed it. Well, my excuse is I was tired. But it's just that...and excuse. So, I'll write TWO WICKED THINGS RIGHT NOW! SWEET!Okay, it's a tale of treacherous woe and laughter, so let's go with guts n' gumption.Well, might I say...things got off to a very rocky start. My friend forgot his ticket halfway through our trip to Toronto. Wunderful. We've been

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I don't update this page enuff, so for all you reader our there(yeah, I spelled it right) I'm gonna update EVERY DAY for the next two weeks. See, if I don't tell myself, and you, that I'll do it, I just won't do it. I mean, after 2 weeks, who knows. But since I'm writing it in stone(more of an internet-based gravel...), I GOTSTA do it! Plus, it'll kick off on Thursday with a great review of the

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After a huge stint in Toronto, and an almost useless eye appointment to boot, I'm back once again with more jibbajabba. This coming weekend sees the return of one of my life's loves...other than my girlfriend. I'm talkin' about the retarded sport known as goalball, friends. Life, love, and the pursuit of hurt. What's the cruncher, folks? Well, it's that I can't really participate, seeing as how

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Bump!

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So it's the new year and I haven't put stuff up, bwah bwah bwah. Let's start off 2004 on the right foot...with an article on tattoos and getting branded. Yepp.So, when did we decide self-inflicted pain is the answer to happiness? Hmm...S&M folk would hang me high for that question. Anyway, I was talkin' with my buddy the other day, and apparently getting branded is the new fad. What, are we all

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You heard right, you carolers, you. So I didn't post on Christmas. Go over to VomitComet if you want glad tidings. Muh. I'm running on 3 hours of sleep, so instead of good will towards everyone, you get a blog from me. The crazy South African visitors are comin' today(well, they're not crazy) so we'll be in for some tomfoolery, that's fo'sho! This is gonna be a short entry, as I'm just too

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Well, it's the day before the day before, foos! I'm once again home alone. I dunno what the deal is...I wake up at 3 PM, and it's like everyone's gettin' ready for work! By 9 PM, my bro's already been gone for 7 hours, and my parents leave for the late shift. Wah wah wah! Man, I need a Coke. Oh wait! We got DIET PEPSI instead! Yum. Ugh. This is quite the long day. Luckily, I got lots of Mr. Show

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Yeah, did I forget to mention 'tis the season, y'all? To celebrate, I shall write this Family Christmas Get-Together Review whilst listening to The Vandals: Oi To The World! album. My one and only xmas album. I highly reccomend it if you're sick of "Let It Snow" remixes, Old Navy commercials, and Anne Murray putting out yet another yule tide Christmas / Channukah / Ramadan / Kwanza / Snowflake

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Well, what Cliffy wants, Cliffy gets...UPDATE-STYLE. So I'm finally back to my roots here in my rural home. Yeah, new kitchen, new bathroom, new dog, old tricks? Apparently so. I'm down here browsing X-Entertainment's Advent Calendar and VomitComet and Salty Ham(enough plugs) when I hear the diggity door slam. What? I don't recall any scheduled visitors in our house of lore. So I'm like "Screw

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Man, that title doesn't even make sense.I hate deleting stuff by accident. I just wrote tons of stuff, and it all went byebye. I hit some key on here, and it's like "do you want to save this post?" so I'm like "no, lemme write, sucka!" and I hit Cancel. Suddenly, I'm out of my own website. Blast! I wrote some funny stuff about being high on sugar, and some stuff about the Foot Buddy, but now you

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Well, shucks. Looks like I gotta go back to the ol' Doc. Yup, you heard right, my handful of readers. I'ma headin' back to da big city tomorrow! Well...technically today. Gotta get ready for around 5 hours of sleep, then catch the 7 AM bus. Great. Plus, I'LL GET ALL MY XMAS SHOPPING DONE! DON'T YOU LOVE ME? No? Oh yeah.....articles. Don't worry. I will prevail. I'll just be away from the keyboard

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It's been 8 days since I've even said a word to you all. I wonder why....oh yeah, just haven't felt up to it. Emotions flyin', goalball throwin', etc. etc. boring. I'm here to tell you I'm done with friggin' Megaman. I'm tired of reviewing the same game 100 times while trying to make fun of the same dozen robots by cleverly using different names. I'll just say for the record that Megaman 2 is

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I'm going out of town for a few days. It's an eye appointment. My eyes have been kinda sucktastic the past while, so wish me the best, "loyal" readers! Hopefully my corneal transplant date will be set. It hurts, but it hurts with love. I'll be back very late Wednesday, so I probably won't have anything up 'till Thursday. As for the Megaman V review, I was just dead tired, and needed to wake up at

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We just keep on rollin' these bad boys, don't we? Time to get back our Megaman-O-Rama. No more stroking my own ego(though it sure was nice). This spinoff spun off in 1991. The Super Nintendo was ready for release by this point, so now Rockman had rock solid competition(gufawhawhaw!). Like I usually say, though, if it ain't broke, don't fix it. Tried and true sayings are tried and true for a

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I know a guy in Australia named Adam Donnelly. He is one of the closest friends I got, and he lives in Australia. Makes ya think, eh? No? Fine, go suck a railroad track. CutMan's waiting for ya. Now he wrote sumpin' real nice-like about me, and about the great talks we've had and the topics we've discussed in the time we've known each other. This is outta context with my Megaman-O-Rama, but he's

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So last night I'm reading about The 1985 AND 1986 Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parades on X-E. 1 o'clock turns to 2 o'clock turns to 5 AM. I needed to get up at 8 for piano. Screw Megaman. Love sleep. Yeah, so it's like that. And here I am, Saturday, 1:50 AM, and I'm writing this sucker. Why? No piano tomorrow. Right on, baby. For fun, read that 2nd Macy's Article for fun. That one's only eight pages,

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Oh yeah. We are SO talkin' rockin'. Rockin' talkin'. Despite the fact I have played this game a bazillion times and it's INCREDIBLY easy, this one is still my fave. It gets me right here. In the heart. The levels are fun, the bosses are genius, and the music IS THE GREATEST MUSIC EVER. I mean...for a Megaman game. It's that good. Seriously. 8 bits of hard rocks and hard knocks. Just for you. Why

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Alright. Day 1. 10:24 PM. I hope this works.The year was 1987. Fledgling company Capcom thought, "Hey, let's make a game." Little did they know....Come to think of it, they probably DID know very little. Capcom's stupid.What made this game revolutionary? Well, pickin' yer own friggin' level, that's what helped! In the first of MANY...MANY...MANY games, ya got 6 lil' bastards to choose from. Guess

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You heard right, fellow readers. Starting today, I am reviewing(in one way or another) EVERY SINGLE MEGAMAN GAME ON THE NINTENDO. Tonight, I'll put up the original Megaman. Possible linkage or sexy lingerie could be in the future. It'll be great. Just giving you the heads up for lots of gaming in the future, via the Blue Bomber. Goodie goodie goodie. 'Till then, loyal subjects!P.S. - Visit Salty

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So it's been awhile since I've typed sumpin'. and what's the best I can give you? Someone else's humour. Not only that, but I'm even ripping off VomitComet. Yeah, a lil' while back Matt would post some X-E stuff if it deemed funny enough. Well, if you are anywhere around my age, 21(it helps if you're a few years older), then you're in for a treat. 13 pages of the year Big Brother meant sumpin'.

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It's time for my review of that friggin' piano concert! Love it forever, all!So I get there, meet up with some people I kinda know, blahblahblah. I'll just review the songs. I still got sumpin' else to write for another website. I'M THAT POPULAR, PEOPLE! Just watch for me in the future. Shhhh.The Brantford Music Club Presents ANAGNOSON & KINTON...still no Flintstones.Well, before every lil' ditty

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Okay, so I promised Flintstones, and didn't deliver. Let this one slide for now. I got lots to write tonight, sons and daughters. I FINALLY saw the very last Matrix movie EVER(I assume). I'm confuzzled.Well, what a weird, wild, wacky wide that was. I mean, how much more Jesusy can our friend Mr. Anderson get? Of course, "Agent" Smith took upon himself to play the part of Lucifer. That the Devil,

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So I left the program at my buddy's, though I still have my notes from the concert. I'll review it tomorrow. It's too late to do this sort of thing. 'Till then, whatever.

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Hi. Just came back from piano, and guess what? I'MA GOIN' TO A PIANO CONCERT! Not one piano, 2 FRIGGIN' PIANOS! And guess what? I'll probably be bored! A piano concert is certainly no Warped Tour or mosh pit, but darned if it don't make ya feel educated! I get warm when I think of that.I'll give you all a heads up on how it went, along with my thoughts on stuff. I mean, isn't that what this site

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Thought I'd open up this article with a reccomendation so you can understand this properly. Go download "Safety Net" by the band 7 Seconds. It's fast, it's punk, but it's about the internet, JUST LIKE THIS ARTICLE! I'll give you that time as I go prepare some Cream Of Chicken soup. Mmm mmm good. Okay, so the soup turned into soup AND a peanut butter and jam sammich. Anywho, it was all good.

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G'day, mates. It's been quite the evening, so I'll call this my Monday article. No, it IS Tuesday, but it's like 1:13 AM. Yes, I'll go as far as pleasing you peeps with late entries. Shut up n' read, dumdums. I apologize. PLEASE shut up n' read.So y'seen that new Cat In The Hat movie commercial dealy? Wow. If Dr. Seuss was indeed the creator of Hell, then this is the embodiment of it, movie-style

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Man, do I hate smoking. Oh yeah, that's what tonight's article is about. Ever since I was a little boy I've criticized the habit. Sometimes I've gotten into trouble for it, but eh, I'm like that. I'm not gonna give all smokers the business tonight, just some things I do not appreciate. These are the people I'll give my business to. Watch out.#1 thing I can't stand around smokers: getting smoke

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Last night turned out to be a very interesting night all 'round. You know what? I'll tell you about! Mainly 'cause I gotta do some serious apologizin' too.So's I says to my buddy, I says "I'ma comin' to your b-day party! w00t!" ...Umm yeah. On the other hand though, I told some friends that I MAY see 'em later on in the evening a few towns over. I had to catch the 7 PM bus, as it was the last one

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Oooh yah! Time for more Nintendo talk, ladles and gentlespoons! This time, things get a little more recent. I'm talking about Viewtiful Joe for the Nintendo Gamecube. This baby rivals The Legend Of Zelda: The Wind Waker as my favourite game to currently play over and over again! Onward to 2-D greatness!The graphics on this Viewtiful game(HAR HAR HAR) are just top notch. It's like film noir meets

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Eww, panty liner commercials. Double eww, tampon commercials. These things are quite repulsive to watch, but ironically ONLY if you have a slightly twisted mind. If you KNOW the down n' dirrrrrty behind those bad boys for girls, you can't help but become a little disturbed to see the leaping REDREDRED dot acting as if it was the happiest thing on earth. We all know what it represents. RED.

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Hello there. Well, seems like the animosity begins. And it always begins at home. This article was suggested by someone strangely named "how to...", so let's start!How To: Stop Me From Subjecting You To My Pointless YammeringsWell, it's really quite simple, really. It's not something I'd reccomend, but if you don't like it, don't read it. Honestly, the last few have been shoddy. I got greatness

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But the fire is so delightful....Last night...it rained. It rained a lot. Very much a lot. A lot a lot. You already knew that, though. Read my duo-pizza articles. They're special. And Nicky Featurette gives out his MSN email in the Comments for all of you lucky people out there! He is a very special man, so add him and talk to him as much as you want. Wow, lotsa specialness 'round here. More

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Did someone say PIIIIIIZZAAAAAA?? 'Cause I got it! 8:39 PM! Oh man, it smells so good. I asked Pizza boy how it was outside, turns out it ain't rainin' no mo. Just my luck. I guess it was fate. I don't trust fate. Whatever. Keep eatin' the pizza! This was just a small P.S. I was in the mood. And you'll like it. "How-To" should be around the corner! Watch out, 'cause here I come! Fare thee well!

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I look outside, and I see a rainstorm of cataclysmic proportions. I tells ya, IT'S CATACLYSMIC! I was just gonna head up to the bank(yes, I used the letter b, copy/paste!!) and take out some money to order me a pizza. A 15 minute walk at best. Not 4 minutes into the walk, I am completely SOAKED all the way to my gitch! FOUR minutes! And every time a burst of lightning would erupt and light up the

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1068595409278680602003-11-11T19:03:00.000-05:002005-05-25T17:03:06.816-04:00

Yep, quite the solemn post goin' on 'round here. It's November 11th, Rememberance Day. A day we take to thank all those that died in wars past, and most likely future.I, myself, am against war of all kinds. President Bush would have you think different, but what-ev. What this is about is the honourable men and women who have died, or are currently veterans of the many wars in the past. They

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1068581723536222442003-11-11T15:15:00.000-05:002005-05-25T17:02:39.033-04:00

Well, Sweet Mother of Mystery! Look at this! We have a Comments section! For EVERY SINGLE POST! You guys have gotta comment on these things. We also got a new counter, to find out just how much you guys will love this site forever! And it's all thanks to my good friend Matt over at VomitComet. That site again is VomitComet. You must go visit VomitComet 'cause they're quite nice over at VomitComet

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So this guy, Randy Burk, asked me to do a review of him. I though "But so far, I've kept identities very vague and simple to protect their identities, and the identity of Armagideon Time!" and he's like "Shut up! Now make me breakfast!"Well, that was short. Come into his world, the world of Randy freakin' Burk.Randy grew up in Tamworth, Australia. As a boy, he wondered why he was different from

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Greetings, one and everyone. Got a movie review for you all. There's a good reader....yeah yeah yeah. Oh yeah, the movie sucks. Let's rock, baby.I was in the mood for Matrix Revolutions, but my buddy and his girlfriend were all "Pshh, you crazy cracker! We's wanna see some Scary Movie 3! Matrix can suck my..." you know what! Woo! This review is rated G, just so ya know.So we go to sit down, bulk

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Wow...boy am I bloody behind! The past few days, I just haven't been in the mood to write for you people. Sorry. I bet after the past few days, you're all like "Pshh, that Armagideon Time won't be typing anymore stuff! I hate this site! Boo! Boycott! Boycott!" Then you're like "What's boycott?" Har har har. Anyway, I got some stuff in mind to catch up, like a movie review, some roaming thoughts,

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Hello, cretins. I am back YET AGAIN with more hijinx and hilarity. Come and get me.So I did something completely stupid today. I broke my large pot cover. How, you ask? Well, take a trip down science lane with me. Come on, now.So I take the chicken out of a 400 degree(farenheit) oven after 35 minutes. It's all good. Then, without looking, or mitt, I grab the pot and drop it. No harm done, still

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I was only gonna post the Rememberance stuff today, but I feel obligated to mention the crazy moment of spontaneity I just created while shopping at the grocery store.As you know, I'm what I like to call a "recovering student". I have no job, and no experience. I'm cool. But alas, I am not perfect. Darn.So on that note, I went through to the cashier with my items, and she said "Hello. How you

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Hello! I just came back from shopping, and, while watching an old man run across the street, and with a 12-piece of 2-ply under my arm, I thought to myself "Oh man! I gotta get back and review the Rememberance Day play!"So here it is, you nutheads.So I'm sittin' down, poppy-less, of course, and I'm greeted to a small choir singing "Where Have All The Flowers Gone?". And then...and then...there's

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1068076451589069742003-11-05T18:54:00.000-05:002005-05-25T16:00:52.836-04:00

It seems my article titles are becoming more relevant to the content. I'll probably flip flop between coherent titles and nonsensical titles. Today, it means something...something special. It means Harry Potter sucks.To kick it off, I'll mention a few things. I've never read any of the books, seen any of the movies, or played any of the video games. What I dislike is its own obession. I know

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1068013750577440762003-11-05T01:29:00.000-05:002005-05-25T15:59:56.746-04:00

Hello, evildoers. Yes, I know the title is actually relevant to this post. And yes, it is censored. But I'm a censored guy, so deal with it.Yes, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. For those around my age, 21, we all loved the Toitles. I mean, I don't care who you are. Well, maybe a little. But my word, that was one fantastic cartoon. The video games weren't so bad, ether! But this isn't about the

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1067917564801095122003-11-03T22:46:00.000-05:002005-05-25T15:59:28.696-04:00

Okay, this is a test. I'm gonna just type and see what I come up with. Thanks for the ideer, Steve. That's Steve from VomitComet. PLUG PLUG PLUG! So yeah, this is gonna be quite the post. I'm just typing as I think. This is terrible. Time for a hard return.So anyway, I just wrote that huge Anti-Flag article, and I'm quite exhausted of thinking up material. Well, I did just rent the Teenage Mutant

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1067917153992517072003-11-03T22:39:00.000-05:002005-05-25T15:58:49.200-04:00

Wow, looks like I missed a day. Double post, anyone? Yep. I'm gonna be doin' a whole whack o' typing. Oy. Let's just do this...Why don't we start off with something no one wants to hear? Sounds good to Armagideon Time. An album review! Only after a few scant listens!Album of choice - Anti-Flag: The Terror State (2003)Great album. I mean, well, yes, okay, well, umm....it's good. Not Anti-Flag's

Armagideon Timehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11986281167810776105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6005714.post-1067706766169509032003-11-01T12:12:00.000-05:002005-05-25T15:58:14.373-04:00

So I've been delaying this longer than expected, but it's hard to think of stuff about that YOU PEOPLE would find interesting. Well fine then. This won't be for you, this will be for me. Autobots, roll out!Off that quick Transformers plug, let's talk TV. More TV, that is. Cartoons have been a staple in my life since I was a wee lad growing up in Canada. Oh yeah, I'm Canadian. Straight from

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