<?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-9723111</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:33:34.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>area fifty-one</title><subtitle type='html'>Paranoia Central. Break out the tinfoil hats, children.  We're in for a bumpy ride...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-116170307958750248</id><published>2006-10-24T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T08:17:59.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean Lost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/QojiF4qsG68"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/QojiF4qsG68" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;An idea whose time has come... and gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-116170307958750248?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/116170307958750248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=116170307958750248' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/116170307958750248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/116170307958750248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2006/10/pirates-of-caribbean-lost-idea-whose.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-115490196842757115</id><published>2006-08-06T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T15:13:17.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily of the State</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/VcP3V9bgUoI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/VcP3V9bgUoI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Make a tinfoil hat for your computer. It's your only hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found at &lt;a href="http://www.samanthaburns.com/archives/2006/08/emily_of_the_st.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crazy Rants of Samantha Burns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-115490196842757115?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/115490196842757115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=115490196842757115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/115490196842757115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/115490196842757115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2006/08/emily-of-state.html' title='Emily of the State'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-115161070655088271</id><published>2006-06-29T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T12:55:07.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Tread on Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/aIaV3O2d-6Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/aIaV3O2d-6Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;This guy really knows how to say, "Don't Tread on Me" don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from &lt;a href="http://www.thirdworldcounty.us/?p=2248" target="_blank"&gt;third world county&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-115161070655088271?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/115161070655088271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=115161070655088271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/115161070655088271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/115161070655088271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2006/06/dont-tread-on-me.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Don&apos;t Tread on Me&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-115144725190945565</id><published>2006-06-27T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:38:14.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unspeakable evil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Pure evil? You be the judge of that...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There are a lot of wrongs in this world, ranging from acts of assinine idiots to unspeakable evil perpetrated by the lowest scum of the earth. You judge wich this is *&lt;em&gt;shudder&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now, try to get the &amp;amp;%^$ song outa your head...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;X-posted from &lt;a href="http://www.thirdworldcounty.us/?p=2244"&gt;third world county&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-115144725190945565?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/115144725190945565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=115144725190945565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/115144725190945565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/115144725190945565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2006/06/unspeakable-evil.html' title='Unspeakable evil?'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-114712667220200632</id><published>2006-05-08T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:17:52.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weapon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/1416508945.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" align="left" title="The Weapon (Freehold War)" style="CLEAR: left; MARGIN: 2px 8px 2px 2px" alt="The Weapon (Freehold War)"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoundry.com/z/p/1/805/1023/12FEBE63/124" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" title="The Weapon (Freehold War)"&gt;The Weapon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Michael Z. Williamson has the right idea about dealing with terrorists...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-114712667220200632?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/114712667220200632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=114712667220200632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/114712667220200632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/114712667220200632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2006/05/weapon.html' title='The Weapon'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-114442977884250651</id><published>2006-04-07T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T10:09:38.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Kos hates me</title><content type='html'>How can I say that? I mean, really? After all, the Daily Kos-acks never mention me; I'm beneath noticing, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can say Daily Kos hates me for at least two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;I'm not using "hate" in its usual sense. That's fair, isn't it? After all, that's how Daily Kos-acks use English: any old way they please. Words in the Kos-ack realm don't have to actually mean anything that's tied to, you know, facts or stuff like that. "Icky-poo! Facts! Get 'em away from me!" The very &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fact&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;("Ooo! Icky-poo!") that I'm never mentioned by Daily Kos-acks, that none of them tell their typical lies about me means they are simply deliberately ignoring me out of hateful spite. And I know it means that because, using Kos-ack reasoning, they are hatefully ignoring me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;Recalling an idiosyncratic, colloquial translation of "miseo" my Greek prof mentioned one day in passing ("Miseo can be taken to mean 'I don't give a damn about...'"), I can, in Daily Kos-ack fashion, apply that to Daily Kos-acks ignoring me and say, "See? They hate me!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of those arguments make easily as much sense as typical loony left moonbattery using similar "reasoning". So in appreciation of the great mental prowess of Daily Kos-acks and their ilk, I'll wear my badge of honor: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Daily Kos hates me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, well, I guess I can say The Puppy Blender does too, using Kos-ack level reasoning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whining like a Daily Kos-ack at &lt;a href="http://www.outsidethebeltway.com/archives/2006/04/beltway_traffic_jam-210/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside the Beltway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and at &lt;a href="http://www.tmhbaconbits.net/2006/04/07/bbop-75" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TMH's Bacon Bits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(What, your whirling brain may be asking, inspired this lil "ankle-biting" post? Well, I haven't actually read Daily Kos &lt;strong&gt;recently&lt;/strong&gt;, but I was channel flipping the other day and stopped briefly on a "news" *spit* program where I heard heard a few transparently stupid remarks from Markos Moulitsas Zúniga, and the credulous reception given his bald-faced lies (spouting the tired old "Bush lied" meme) by the blow-dried airhead "interviewing" him  has been like a burr under my butt ever since... )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-114442977884250651?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/114442977884250651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=114442977884250651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/114442977884250651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/114442977884250651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2006/04/daily-kos-hates-me.html' title='Daily Kos hates me'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-114027771417739562</id><published>2006-02-18T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T07:48:34.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muhammed in a Pink Dress!</title><content type='html'>Recently, Mike Adams wrote an open missive to the National Endowment for the Arts and published it with the title, &lt;a href="http://www.townhall.com/opinion/columns/mikeadams/2006/02/13/186126.html"&gt;The Queer Muhammed: an experiment in tolerance&lt;/a&gt;. Here's the leadoff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I write to you today, not with a request, but with a demand. I’ve been sitting back patiently while the NEA has been promoting anti-Christian “art” for a number of years. In fact, one could say that I have been supporting it, too, given that my tax dollars have been spent on this garbage. And maybe I’ve been supporting it in another way by refusing to write you to express my frustration. That is, until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of the “separation of church and state,” my demand is that you commission a painting – fully funded with tax dollars – that has one intention and one intention only: To offend Muslims everywhere.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a tip, Mike: Muhammed's always been (at the very least) a crossdresser, and recently h/she came outa the closet as a full-blown (pardon the pun--or not) queer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[N.B. UPDATE: Ya really ought to start the sound file, now... ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.thirdworldcounty.us/wp-content/uploads/2006/02/kingandi_shallwedance.mp3" autostart="false" width="200" height="25" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="p1754" href="http://www.thirdworldcounty.us/wp-content/uploads/2006/02/kingandi_shallwedance.mp3"&gt;shallwedance.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="image1749" src="http://www.thirdworldcounty.us/wp-content/uploads/2006/02/Mohammed_in_a_Pink_Dress_2.gif" alt="Mohammed_in_a_Pink_Dress_2.gif"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say this for the old Butcher of Medina: he's got gams. Such a pleasant singing voice, too. And though I prefer blondes (my Wonder Woman's of solid Nordic stock), if he'd shave, I might even be tempted to give 'im a twirl around the dance floor. But since I don't swing that way, I'd never—not even in my wildest bachelor years—take it any further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thought, I have to wonder if s/he uses "Essence of Goat Dung" as his/her personal fragrance... Yeh, there goes the invitation onto the dance floor, boys n girls. Not gonna dance with goat dung, no matter how good the attached legs are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, next question: When are the moose-limbs gonna start burning down third world county™'s embassy? All i wanna know is,  who's bringing the marshmallows? Yeh, yeh, I know Muhammed's bringing the hot dogs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also posted at &lt;a href="http://www.thirdworldcounty.us/?p=1750"&gt;THE third world county&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://thirdworldcounty.blogspot.com"&gt;OLD third world county&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-114027771417739562?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/114027771417739562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=114027771417739562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/114027771417739562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/114027771417739562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2006/02/muhammed-in-pink-dress.html' title='Muhammed in a Pink Dress!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-113338113123521176</id><published>2005-11-30T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:05:31.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(*hsst* yeh, you! is it safe? are we alone?)</title><content type='html'>OK, have you checked for bugs? Swept your machine for keyloggers and other spyware... I mean, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, safe? Here's the scoop. I ran across some info that indicates that maybe, perhaps, it might be that tee-tee-ell-bee (*cough*--you know THAt one), was feeling a lil linky-loo recently. Links to his actual, like, posts were, uhm, not doing so hot or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, guess what? Guess how many references, links and resultant hits have drifted toward you-know-who since he did you-know-what something over a week and a half ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suckers! Played right into you-know-who's hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh... heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-113338113123521176?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/113338113123521176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=113338113123521176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/113338113123521176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/113338113123521176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/11/hsst-yeh-you-is-it-safe-are-we-alone.html' title='(*hsst* yeh, you! is it safe? are we alone?)'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-113263045881317153</id><published>2005-11-21T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:13:34.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANGER, WILL ROBINSON!!! DANGER!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OK, You can open trackback here all you want, all through Thanksgiving week, but remember this warning:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THEY ARE WATCHING YOU!!! FOIL HATS DO NOT WORK. ALL THEY DO IS MAGNIFY THE MIND RAYS!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides, TTLB can't see you here because the government won't let it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trackback URL for this entry:&lt;br /&gt;http://haloscan.com/tb/mnmus/113263045881317153&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freedomfolks.blogspot.com/2005/11/indiana-illegals-to-demand-drivers.html" target="_blank"&gt;Indiana Illegals to Demand Driver's Licenses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt: Illegals are planning to march on December 12th in Indianapolis to demand their "rights" to obtain driver's licenses.&lt;br /&gt;Weblog: Freedom Folks&lt;br /&gt;Tracked: 11.22.05 - 8:43 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why Freedom Folks is risking all these pings here, cos if the government doesn't get him, the aliens (or tee-tee-ell-bee—maybe the same thing!) will... but here's another one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freedomfolks.blogspot.com/2005/11/school-of-americas-interview.html" target="_blank"&gt;School Of The Americas: Interview&lt;/a&gt; "Last weekend the antiwar crowd protested the military. I know, I know, I'm shocked too, however this was a little different."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risky being seen here, dude....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-113263045881317153?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/113263045881317153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=113263045881317153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/113263045881317153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/113263045881317153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/11/danger-will-robinson-danger.html' title='DANGER, WILL ROBINSON!!! DANGER!!!!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-113262974457518520</id><published>2005-11-21T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:24:13.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kender Hates Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So what should I think? I post every week about the Anti-Civilization Libertine Union and do all i can in support of Stop the ACLU. But when I host an open trackback post, who does Kender put on his &lt;a href="http://stoptheaclu.com/archives/2005/11/21/i-am-hijacking-this-site/" target="_blank"&gt;list of Open Trackback Parties at the Stop the ACLU site&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everybody but me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kender hates me. I guess that put me on the side of the angels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, that &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;a href="http://thirdworldcounty.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday-featured-siteopen-post.html" target="_blank"&gt;third world county&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-113262974457518520?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/113262974457518520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=113262974457518520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/113262974457518520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/113262974457518520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/11/kender-hates-me.html' title='Kender Hates Me'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-113200069583506913</id><published>2005-11-14T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T12:40:56.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PigMaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- StartFragment--&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thirdworldcounty/63299415/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img width="350" alt="maid-alice-chef-pig-figurine-b2" height="466" src="http://static.flickr.com/30/63299415_44ac517372_o.gif"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!--  EndFragment --&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government really &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; have mind-control machines. I understand all the detainees at Guantanamo have requested their very own PigMaids for Christmas (Christmas!?!?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-113200069583506913?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/113200069583506913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=113200069583506913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/113200069583506913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/113200069583506913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/11/pigmaid.html' title='PigMaid'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-112862743938443318</id><published>2005-10-06T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T12:37:19.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait you're not the guy who usually delivers the rat droppings!</title><content type='html'>Another of the things that is put into the hot dogs is rat droppings. But wait these rat droppings aren't the typical rat droppings, for the purpose of this post I will refer to the typical rat droppings as "clean droppings." The rat droppings that are being put into the hot dogs at professional sporting events are from labs were testing is being done on the lab rats. What the purpose of the "experimentation" really is that these rats are really just being used to manufacture the "dirty droppings." Sorry for the imagery but there really isn't any other way to put it without losing the needed effect. The droppings are chemically altered to act as a catalyst for the mind control serums that are being put into the food and drinks of the the stadiums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the way that they get the people who prone to actually go watch the game in person. If that's how they get the people who are actually at the game watching it in person than how do they get those who are watching it on TV? That's the easy part. They game is broadcast on a certain wave length that stimulates a certain part of the brain. They-the government agency responsible for this activity-have conditioned sports fans to crave certain types of food that conveniently enough have the brain control serum in it. Snack foods have the most cooked into them. I realize that this sounds silly but think about it, do carrots sound like a good food to eat during the Super Bowel? The NBA play offs? No, didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while watching the next football game or whatever sport you prefer, stop before you order pizza or reach for another handful of chips and wonder if you really like the game that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been warned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-112862743938443318?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/112862743938443318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=112862743938443318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/112862743938443318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/112862743938443318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/10/wait-youre-not-guy-who-usually.html' title='Wait you&apos;re not the guy who usually delivers the rat droppings!'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00456347584156171469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-112042740860055697</id><published>2005-07-03T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T14:50:08.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What really is in that hot dog?</title><content type='html'> &lt;div&gt;  I've seen through the "real" reason for professional sports for years now. The supposed reason for professional sports is to provide enterainment for the masses. I however suggest that the real reason is to distract the masses from seeing the truth. The truth is that the government is using these "sporting events" for a whole number of things. First, part citizens from even more money. Second, since people are already at these events for extended periods of time and are likely to get hungery they (the government agents) provide food at at inflated prices. True, this seems innocuous enough but it is far worse than it appears at first glance, because this isn't any ordinary food. The government put a cocktail of things in the food to control the unsuspecting sports fans. I won't go into any detail at this point about what they put into the food. There is more but some of it still needs confirmation. Once I get confirmation on the info I will update this post.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;You've been warned...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-112042740860055697?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/112042740860055697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=112042740860055697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/112042740860055697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/112042740860055697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-really-is-in-that-hot-dog.html' title='What really is in that hot dog?'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00456347584156171469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-111646703795703979</id><published>2005-05-18T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T18:43:57.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think This guy's a Clown...</title><content type='html'> &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...and that is frightening.  Clowns are pawns of evil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I know so because my cat has evidence that proves it. Clowns are really just giant spiders under all that whiteface.  They make my skin crawl. Whatever you do, avoid &lt;a href="http://thirdworldcounty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;.  He scares me. I see him in the mirror, sometimes, and I know he's watching me. If you visit &lt;a href="http://thirdworldcounty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;his site&lt;/a&gt;, there's a good chance he'll catch you in his web, feed you little mind-control spiders and turn you into one of his minions.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-111646703795703979?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/111646703795703979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=111646703795703979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/111646703795703979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/111646703795703979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-think-this-guys-clown.html' title='I think This guy&apos;s a Clown...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-111629775002416069</id><published>2005-05-16T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T16:49:10.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider Sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Has anyone ever told you that the average person swallows eight spiders per year. Are these "spiders" really spiders or are they a means of transporting a mind control drug? Some you who are reading this post might be saying that this statistic is just an urban legend. Well I beg to differ. The reason is that I believe that these "spiders" are created in government sponsared labs all across the globe. Than when these little critters are ready with the mind control drugs they are released into the wild.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do they know to crawl into the mouths of sleeping people? They are programed to do so. The reason that spiders were chosen was because natural spiders were the best model that the scientists could think of at the time. Those who aren't afraid of spiders are immune to this form of mind control.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've been warned...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Update:&lt;br/&gt;I was just contacted by a source who told me that the spiders who caried the mind control drug was just one type of these things that is out there and in use. Another type that is being used by governments is a tracer program. From what I understand once the spiders die and are absorbed into a persons system the government is able to trace that person remotely. You might be wondering, just as I was when I first heard this, how the governments are able to do this. First, as for the legality of tracing citizens, the official story is that they aren't. Second, the technical aspect of how they are able to trace people is that the spiders have some sort of chemical that is traceable and is what the goverment is really tracing. The chemical wares off about every six and a half weeks that's why there is a need for the eight spiders per person every year average.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-111629775002416069?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/111629775002416069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=111629775002416069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/111629775002416069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/111629775002416069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/05/spider-sense.html' title='Spider Sense'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00456347584156171469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-111216005617143654</id><published>2005-03-29T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:49:42.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Clown Care</title><content type='html'> &lt;div&gt;Have you ever wondered what the real purpose of clowns is? I have been wondering this for a few years. I'll tell you what their real purpose is. Clowns world-wide are plotting to take over the world. Yes, you read correctly. Clowns are planning world domination. If this seems like nonsense then you have had the wool pulled over your eyes.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;  Clowns attempt to convince children that attend birthday parties, the circus, France, and everywhere else that clowns are typically found. The reason that clowns aim to convince children first is that they are more trusting and don't know any better. Another reason is that once children are convinced they might grow up still believing that clowns are harmless. When these now grown up children have children of their own they may take their childrean to an event where a clown is thus ensnaring more people to beleive that clowns are harmless. In several generations the clowns will rule the world. The clowns do have plans for people who are afraid of them. That plan is to make the people who don't like clowns to seem like total and complete weirdos and not worth listening to. If clowns can't brain wash humans than they destroy those who aren't convinced.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;  The little known fact, that even the clowns aren't aware of, is that they are slaves to the balloon people. What do the balloon people want? To rule the universe.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-111216005617143654?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/111216005617143654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=111216005617143654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/111216005617143654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/111216005617143654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/03/serious-clown-care.html' title='Serious Clown Care'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00456347584156171469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-110908006069567981</id><published>2005-02-22T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T05:47:40.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New email virus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;They™ &lt;/span&gt;are now sending the real thing via email!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now the story can be told explaining why my posts to this blog have been cut off for the past month.  I was sent an email virus.  No, not the kind that attacks one's computer; the kind that attacked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ME !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The virus is out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid.  Be very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-110908006069567981?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/110908006069567981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=110908006069567981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110908006069567981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110908006069567981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-email-virus.html' title='New email virus'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-110643174719048011</id><published>2005-01-22T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T16:47:39.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Blink of an Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever had the feeling that you were being watched but when you turned around no one was there? How about this scenario: you feel as if someone is listening to a conversation that you are having with a friend but have no proof that anyone besides your friend is listening? There is a good reason for this-it's because you are being watched and your conversation is being recorded.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don't know about you but I've had times where I think that I see a movement out of the corner of my eye but when I turn to see what it was there wasn't anything there. My thought on this is that someone, somewhere for some creepy reason has created a personal cloaking device, that will when activated create an area around an individual that will make them invisible. As soon as you read that, I'm sure, you probably thought to yourself that that concept is crazy. Because why would anyone create such a device just to spy on people when there are more practical ways to spy on people. That's probably exactly the reason that it was created and is in use because it's not very likely very many if anyone will suspect such a device is in use.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So all those times that you think that you're being watched or think that you see a movement out of the corner of your eye that turns out to be nothing, than it's time to put on your foil hat. They probably have a device to probe your mind as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You've been warned...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-110643174719048011?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/110643174719048011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=110643174719048011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110643174719048011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110643174719048011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-blink-of-eye.html' title='In the Blink of an Eye'/><author><name>Richard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00456347584156171469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-110470364462477235</id><published>2005-01-02T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T14:12:08.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Site of the Lost Sock Bureau</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hiding in plain sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But the dead giveaway? Of course! The escalator&lt;br /&gt;at the entrance to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; "fitness center".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to know they're hiding &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/1979/640/Going_to_the_gym.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/1979/320/Going_to_the_gym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-110470364462477235?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/110470364462477235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=110470364462477235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110470364462477235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110470364462477235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2005/01/secret-site-of-lost-sock-bureau.html' title='Secret Site of the Lost Sock Bureau'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-110382988395244573</id><published>2004-12-23T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T11:24:43.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bureau of Lost Socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You didn't think the dog ate them, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just a drive-by warning: not one single solitary "lost sock" is really missing.  The government has them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-110382988395244573?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/110382988395244573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=110382988395244573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110382988395244573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110382988395244573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2004/12/bureau-of-lost-socks.html' title='Bureau of Lost Socks'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-110373895776180696</id><published>2004-12-22T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T10:09:17.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perilous Seas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dangerous H2O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See? I didn't dare mention the topic of this post in either the headline or the sub.  It's just too dangerous.  With the active involvement of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; private enterprise (no names, but its initials are H-O-R-M-E-L®), the government (with the passive aid of the Mass Media Podpeoples' Army) is suppressing any knowledge of the true history and makeup of... SPAM™. (Note the actual involvement of the government in this suppression via "™" and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;®"!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.  I've already said too much.  I may be "disappeared" for saying even this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be afraind. Be very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-110373895776180696?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/110373895776180696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=110373895776180696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110373895776180696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110373895776180696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2004/12/perilous-seas.html' title='Perilous Seas'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-110365449302491815</id><published>2004-12-21T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T10:51:30.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Universal Clown Conspiracy has been with us for a long, long time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/1979/640/clown-cigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px; width: 308px; height: 436px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/181/1979/320/clown-cigs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clowns: killing us with their "Weapons of Peace"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are right to fear clowns.  Notice the perfidy of clowns: they seek to annihilate the human race via the poison of cigarette use, and call their cigarette promotion a promotion of "Weapons of Peace."  Sure it is:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"solitudinem faciunt et pacem appellant—&lt;/span&gt;they [would] make a desert and call it peace." [&lt;a href="http://www.nothing.com/Heath.html?from=nothing"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware the clowns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-110365449302491815?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/110365449302491815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=110365449302491815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110365449302491815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110365449302491815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2004/12/universal-clown-conspiracy-has-been_21.html' title='The Universal Clown Conspiracy has been with us for a long, long time...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9723111.post-110364770096730284</id><published>2004-12-21T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T19:36:14.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You better watch out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK, you know you've been bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Be afraid. Be very afraid. Santa's twin brother, Satan Claus, is gearing up for another boom year leaving samples of the most concentrated form of evil known to man (fruitcake) in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; stocking this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you've been bad.  Now's the time to be afraid of paying the piper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9723111-110364770096730284?l=area-fifty-one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/feeds/110364770096730284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9723111&amp;postID=110364770096730284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110364770096730284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9723111/posts/default/110364770096730284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://area-fifty-one.blogspot.com/2004/12/you-better-watch-out.html' title='You better watch out!'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09963723435723078770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ELc68iCcA60/TKy8TwnCoKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V3uI21g-6aU/S220/Me_hat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
