<?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-215598963599207385</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:25:45.776-08:00</updated><category term='pics'/><category term='top3'/><category term='top 10'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='beer'/><category term='strange'/><category term='funny'/><category term='movies'/><category term='games'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='nature'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='scary'/><category term='patents'/><category term='movie'/><category term='cool'/><category term='amazing'/><category term='travel'/><category term='offbeat'/><category term='documentaries'/><category term='history'/><category term='video'/><category term='top10'/><category term='weird'/><category term='cars'/><title type='text'>Weird Space</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-8646840550334155926</id><published>2009-01-11T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:29:23.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teesst</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="324" height="79"&gt; 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                    Max Goof&lt;/h3&gt;                                       &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goof Troop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv9lgtf-I/AAAAAAAACE8/O7anvRsB2g8/s1600-h/cr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv9lgtf-I/AAAAAAAACE8/O7anvRsB2g8/s400/cr6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515353265831906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remember when producers of the &lt;i&gt;Itchy &amp;amp; Scratchy Show&lt;/i&gt; attempted to liven up their program by introducing Poochie, a skateboard-riding beagle with sunglasses and a backwards hat? That’s exactly what Disney did back in 1992 when they created &lt;i&gt;Goof Troop&lt;/i&gt;, an animated show that followed the offbeat adventures of Goofy’s son, Max. However, rather than being a hipper version of his old man, the newest member of the Goofy clan was little more than a thinly disguised marketing ploy created by a bunch of out-of-touch middle-aged suits. Much like Poochie, Max was also universally reviled, forcing Disney to put their ill-advised creation to sleep after just 10 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants&lt;/h3&gt;                    &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SpongeBob SquarePants&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv9lgtf_I/AAAAAAAACFE/EfvG0zTEaMQ/s1600-h/cr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv9lgtf_I/AAAAAAAACFE/EfvG0zTEaMQ/s400/cr7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515353265831922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What can you say about a character whose audience seems to consist exclusively of prepubescent children and 35-year-old gay men? Maybe they see something we don’t, because every time we tune in we find SpongeBob’s earnest and well-meaning attitude to be more irritating than a lawn dart lodged in our left eye. As if his overbearing optimism weren’t bad enough, this glowing sea sponge always tries far too hard, which inevitably creates problems not only for himself, but for everyone around him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Lisa Simpson&lt;/h3&gt;                       &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv9lgtgAI/AAAAAAAACFM/5u-EYt-mUNM/s1600-h/cr8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv9lgtgAI/AAAAAAAACFM/5u-EYt-mUNM/s400/cr8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515353265831938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No one likes a know-it-all, which is why we’ve always despised Lisa. The glaring weak link in an otherwise brilliant program, Lisa is a boring bookworm whose favorite activities include attending school and reading &lt;i&gt;Non-Threatening Boys &lt;/i&gt;magazine. As if she weren’t enough of an irritating ‘90s cartoon character already, this 8-year-old overachiever is also a raging feminist and environmental crusader whose judgmental attitude always prevents others from enjoying themselves. If only she learned to kick back and enjoy a few dozen cans of Duff beer like Homer, we’re sure we’d enjoy her more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Captain Planet&lt;/h3&gt;              &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain Planet and the Planeteers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv91gtgBI/AAAAAAAACFU/_DqkmVzpbzk/s1600-h/cr9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv91gtgBI/AAAAAAAACFU/_DqkmVzpbzk/s400/cr9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515357560799250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There’s nothing more annoying than a cartoon character with zero sense of humor, which is why we always rushed to turn the channel whenever we saw Captain Planet on our screen. This holier-than-thou eco avenger is an ancient entity who has been protecting the environment and delivering sleep-inducing lectures about the evils of smog for multiple centuries. Maybe it’s just his feathery green mullet, but we could never take this guy and his rants about recycling newsprint seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;           Pikachu&lt;/h3&gt;                               &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pokemon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv91gtgCI/AAAAAAAACFc/UcLCktjpwYU/s1600-h/cr10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv91gtgCI/AAAAAAAACFc/UcLCktjpwYU/s400/cr10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515357560799266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arguably the most annoying anime character ever created, Pikachu was a miniature yellow creature who was so lame he could have had his ass kicked by Hello Kitty. Still, we’ve always wondered what a Pikachu might taste like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Bonkers D. Bobcat&lt;/h3&gt;                                    &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bonkers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2FvqFgtf5I/AAAAAAAACEU/zXdN7yuK_oo/s1600-h/cr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2FvqFgtf5I/AAAAAAAACEU/zXdN7yuK_oo/s400/cr1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515018258382738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By 1993, America was clamoring for a sequel to &lt;i&gt;Who Framed Roger Rabbit?&lt;/i&gt; What they got instead was Bonkers, a cheap knockoff that featured a similarly washed-up movie star with a penchant for slapstick comedy and detective work. Had the principal character been more endearing, it could have worked, but Bonkers D. Bobcat was little more than a pale imitation of Roger whose tired antics were more annoying than absurd. Disney finally realized their mistake two years later and put Bonkers and his costars out of their collective misery by dropping a giant anvil on the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;             Iago&lt;/h3&gt;                                  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aladdin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2FvqFgtf6I/AAAAAAAACEc/hZp_SeOAxkc/s1600-h/cr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2FvqFgtf6I/AAAAAAAACEc/hZp_SeOAxkc/s400/cr2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515018258382754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although science has yet to confirm our suspicions, we’re convinced that the only sound more annoying than fingernails on a chalkboard is the ungodly screech of Gilbert Gottfried’s voice; that’s just one of the reasons we labeled Iago one of the most irritating ‘90s cartoon characters. He was also a villainous scarlet macaw who performed the evil bidding of his master Jafar. We also hated his seemingly endless sarcastic rants that had all the bite of a toothless poodle. Hey, if we wanted to hear an angry diatribe, we’d just listen to our girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Angelica Charlotte Pickles&lt;/h3&gt;                                                        &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rugrats&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2FvqVgtf7I/AAAAAAAACEk/3oiEOvQ6yTU/s1600-h/cr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2FvqVgtf7I/AAAAAAAACEk/3oiEOvQ6yTU/s400/cr3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515022553350066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We’ve never trusted children. They’re frequently spoiled and ill-tempered, and Angelica Pickles is certainly no exception. This bratty little 3 year old is a hellion with pigtails who keeps her neglectful parents under her tiny little thumb. If Angelica were our little girl, we would have given her an extended time-out that would have lasted until her 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;            Dilbert&lt;/h3&gt;                                &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dilbert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fvqlgtf8I/AAAAAAAACEs/tsyTgPh-BFs/s1600-h/cr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fvqlgtf8I/AAAAAAAACEs/tsyTgPh-BFs/s400/cr4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515026848317378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just because a character is the focal point of an amusing comic strip, doesn’t mean that he has the charisma to star in his very own half-hour cartoon show. That was the case with Dilbert, our No. 7 irritating ‘90s cartoon character. He was an excruciatingly boring electrical engineer whose life was as dull as his red- and black-striped tie. Luckily for us, producers came to their senses and gave this office drone the pink slip after just 10 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Rocksteady&lt;/h3&gt;               &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fvqlgtf9I/AAAAAAAACE0/LHzqO-SF5a4/s1600-h/cr5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fvqlgtf9I/AAAAAAAACE0/LHzqO-SF5a4/s400/cr5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143515026848317394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles&lt;/i&gt; had no shortage of aggravating characters, so choosing just one irritating ‘90s cartoon character from this show isn’t easy. However, Rocksteady wins hands down because of his sheer stupidity and ineptitude. A 6’8”, 540-poung rhinoceros with the brain of a walnut, Rocksteady was so dense that he made Beavis and Butthead look like Nobel laureates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-248418494738936976?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/248418494738936976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=248418494738936976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/248418494738936976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/248418494738936976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-10-irritating-90s-cartoon.html' title='Top 10  Irritating &apos;90s Cartoon Characters!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R2Fv9lgtf-I/AAAAAAAACE8/O7anvRsB2g8/s72-c/cr6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-867189834960742977</id><published>2007-12-12T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:05.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top 10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Top 10 American Outlaws!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;                                                        Black Bart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x9lgtfXI/AAAAAAAAB_8/r6_wIg_9VDA/s1600-h/out6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x9lgtfXI/AAAAAAAAB_8/r6_wIg_9VDA/s400/out6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095339824020850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; Born: &lt;/b&gt;1829 &lt;b&gt;Died:&lt;/b&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Wanted by: &lt;/b&gt;Wells Fargo detectives; lawmen in Oregon and California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the outlaw Black Bart (born Charles Bolles) lacked in big profits and violence, he more than made up for in style and good manners. For this reason, he is among the first outlaws ever to be known as ”the gentleman bandit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bart was responsible for a string of stagecoach robberies, mostly in California and Oregon, and became a somewhat beloved figure for the poems he often left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bart was caught and sentenced to six years at San Quentin. Released after four, Bart took a room in a San Francisco boarding house. A month later, his room was found vacated, and neither he nor his body were ever seen again. Following this, a handful of unfounded rumors persisted that he was still alive, and at least one Wells Fargo stagecoach was robbed by a believed copycat of Black Bart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; Bart may be the only outlaw whose police report states that, “[he] was extremely proper and polite in behavior.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                                 Bonnie and Clyde&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x9lgtfYI/AAAAAAAACAE/fzB3XNn3-zA/s1600-h/out7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x9lgtfYI/AAAAAAAACAE/fzB3XNn3-zA/s400/out7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095339824020866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; Born: &lt;/b&gt;Bonnie Parker, 1910; Clyde Barrow, 1909 &lt;b&gt;Died:&lt;/b&gt; 1934&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Wanted by:&lt;/b&gt; The FBI; lawmen in Texas, Louisiana, Oklahoma, and Missouri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie and Clyde captured the imagination of an American public deep in the clutches of the Depression, which saw them as a romantic “Robin Hood” pair sticking it to the U.S. government.  Bonnie’s savvy PR work -- largely in the form of poems sent to newspapers -- contributed greatly to this view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While virtually no one has ever come forward to point the finger at Bonnie for being anything more than along for the ride, Clyde is believed to have been responsible for as many as 10 murders, along with dozens of robberies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the pair is legendary. Celebrated in films, songs and festivals, their names are synonymous with a strange amalgam of romantic intensity à la Romeo and Juliet, criminal violence and the supposed thrill of life on the run -- all of it romanticized way past any grain of truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; Clyde claimed to have been abused while serving time in Texas, and he swore revenge on the Texas Department of Corrections. In early 1934, along with Bonnie and others, he got it when he masterminded the “Eastham Breakout,” which freed a number of prisoners and humiliated the Department. Unfortunately, one freed prisoner was Henry Methvin -- the man who would rat out Bonnie and Clyde to authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                              Billy the Kid&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x91gtfZI/AAAAAAAACAM/lKjBnOLW35s/s1600-h/out8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x91gtfZI/AAAAAAAACAM/lKjBnOLW35s/s400/out8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095344118988178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Born:&lt;/b&gt; 1859  &lt;b&gt;Died:&lt;/b&gt; 1881&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanted by:&lt;/b&gt; U.S. Marshals; lawmen in New Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born Henry McCarty, the legend of Billy the Kid is vastly divorced from reality, and in greater measure than perhaps any other figure of the Old West. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy’s greatest skill was not that of a quick-draw gunslinger, nor was he a particularly efficient thief. At most, he was good at escaping his jail cell. His last escape was also his most dramatic and deadly: Just weeks before he was set to hang for his involvement in the so-called Lincoln County Cattle War, Billy killed two guards and went on the run before being gunned down in New Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man responsible for launching Billy’s legend was the very man responsible for killing him, famed Old West lawman Pat Garrett, whose post-mortem biography on Billy turned the virtually unknown criminal into a colorful outlaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Billy’s legend is enormous, buoyed by colorful if fabricated anecdotes -- such as the claim that he killed one man for every year of his life. His tombstone has been stolen so many times that it is now protected by steel. He is the celebrated subject of a wealth of books, movies and television shows, and at least two men have come forward claiming to be Billy the Kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law... : &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The life of Henry McCarty may not remotely live up to the life of “Billy the Kid,” but McCarty was indeed involved in the deaths of as many as nine men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                                     John Dillinger&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x91gtfaI/AAAAAAAACAU/R0fcG1hmiOg/s1600-h/out9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x91gtfaI/AAAAAAAACAU/R0fcG1hmiOg/s400/out9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095344118988194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Born: &lt;/b&gt;1903  &lt;b&gt;Died:&lt;/b&gt; 1934&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanted by: &lt;/b&gt;The FBI; the U.S. Department of Justice; lawmen in Ohio, Illinois, Indiana, and Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, Dillinger was emblematic of the outlaw Robin Hood, thumbing his nose at every level of law enforcement, namely the established Federal Bureau of Investigation and its chief, J. Edgar Hoover. His sensationalized exploits included escapes from so-called “escape-proof” jails, cinematic flair during hold-ups, a willingness to flaunt his freedom by having his photo taken with admirers, and the remarkable amount of money he and his associates are said to have robbed from banks (into the hundreds of thousands of dollars).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In death, John Dilinger has barely gotten any more peace than Elvis. Shot dead in an FBI ambush outside the Biograph Theater in Chicago, doubts about the true identity of the dead body began almost immediately and have persisted to this day, despite overwhelming evidence proving it was indeed Dillinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, he is remembered by an endless list of admirers, including the organizers of “John Dillinger Day,” “John Dillinger Died for You Society," “The Dillinger Times Club,” and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law... &lt;/i&gt;:&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Of Dillinger’s numerous exploits, near the top was his prison escape using a piece of wood shaped like a pistol and his subsequent getaway in the local sheriff’s new car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                                 Jesse James&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x-FgtfbI/AAAAAAAACAc/LVkmDY04pu8/s1600-h/out10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x-FgtfbI/AAAAAAAACAc/LVkmDY04pu8/s400/out10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095348413955506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Born:&lt;/b&gt; 1847 &lt;b&gt;Died: &lt;/b&gt;1882&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanted by: &lt;/b&gt;The Pinkerton National Detective Agency; lawmen in Kentucky, Missouri, Iowa, Minnesota, Texas, Kansas, West Virginia, and Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning around 1866, the most celebrated outlaw in American history enjoyed an incredibly extensive string of robberies and hold-ups. His crimes stretched across a number of U.S. states, and continued until his death in 1882. For 16 years, despite massive manhunts and even the participation of Allan Pinkerton himself, the founder of the National Detective Agency, James was never once caught or arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His folk-hero status began early, with the help of a newspaper sympathetic to the defeated Confederate cause. He gained tremendous public sympathy when the Pinkertons launched a botched raid on the James family farm that killed Jesse’s half-brother and lopped off his mother’s arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James was killed by one of his gang members as he stood on a chair to dust a picture. Why, after 16 years, this uncatchable outlaw let his guard down to tidy up his hideout may never be known, but the legend of James James lives on through museums, festivals, films, televisions shows, and countless songs. At least two men have claimed to be the elderly James, and authorities even disinterred his body to confirm through DNA that the man in his grave was in fact Jesse James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law... &lt;/i&gt;:&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Jesse almost never robbed passengers when holding up a train, a decision that contributed to his Robin Hood image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                                   Sam Bass&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwFgtfSI/AAAAAAAAB_U/z9m6wA0Ml1w/s1600-h/out1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwFgtfSI/AAAAAAAAB_U/z9m6wA0Ml1w/s400/out1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095107895786786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Born: &lt;/b&gt;1851 &lt;b&gt;Died: &lt;/b&gt;1878&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanted by: &lt;/b&gt;The Pinkerton National Detective Agency; Texas Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bass was a failed cattle driver and gold miner before becoming an outlaw. After a string of successful robberies, a former gang member sold him out and he was pursued, then gunned down, by the Texas Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bass became a folk hero not only because he didn't kill anyone, but because of the public disdain for the railroads he robbed, which many felt were enjoying huge profits from exorbitant rates. To this day, the town of Rosston, Texas, celebrates Sam Bass Day every July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; In 1877, Bass and five others robbed a Union Pacific train, coming away with $60,000 in freshly minted gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                                 John Wesley Hardin&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwVgtfTI/AAAAAAAAB_c/QiVHnYxu5J8/s1600-h/out2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwVgtfTI/AAAAAAAAB_c/QiVHnYxu5J8/s400/out2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095112190754098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; Born:&lt;/b&gt; 1853 &lt;b&gt;Died:&lt;/b&gt; 1895&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Wanted by: &lt;/b&gt;Texas Rangers; lawmen in Kansas, Florida and Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardin is one of the more enigmatic outlaws in history. Unlike many of his contemporaries, he was not a thief; rather, Hardin was a killer -- and a very misunderstood one, if you believe Hardin. He saw himself as a gentleman and a pillar of society, and in his autobiography, he claimed only to have killed in self-defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While serving a 25-year prisson sentence, Hardin worked as the prison’s Sunday school superintendent and vigorously studied law. On release from prison, he was admitted to the Texas bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; While an exact figure is unknown, Hardin was probably the era’s most prolific killer, gunning down as many as 30 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                                         Bill Doolin&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwVgtfUI/AAAAAAAAB_k/2DI0e04ldt4/s1600-h/ou3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwVgtfUI/AAAAAAAAB_k/2DI0e04ldt4/s400/ou3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095112190754114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; Born:&lt;/b&gt; 1858 &lt;b&gt;Died: &lt;/b&gt;1896&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Wanted by:&lt;/b&gt; U.S. Marshals; lawmen in Arkansas, Oklahoma and Kansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A member of the Dalton Gang and founder of the famed Wild Bunch (not to be confused with Butch Cassidy’s gang of the same name), Doolin was a prolific robber of trains and stagecoaches. He enjoyed a Robin Hood-esque reputation, which explains how he and his gang managed to elude the law on so many occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deaths of three U.S. Marshals during shoot-outs with Doolin’s gang made him one of the most wanted men in the nation. Marshals stopped at nothing to track him down, eventually shooting him dead with a single shotgun blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; :&lt;/b&gt;  Doolin and his gang enjoyed their biggest take when they robbed the Santa Fe train station of $6,000 in 1894.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                                    Kid Curry&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwVgtfVI/AAAAAAAAB_s/v7qJIrOf3AQ/s1600-h/out4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwVgtfVI/AAAAAAAAB_s/v7qJIrOf3AQ/s400/out4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095112190754130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Born: &lt;/b&gt;1867 &lt;b&gt;Died: &lt;/b&gt;1904&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanted by:&lt;/b&gt; The Pinkerton National Detective Agency; gun-for-hire Tom Horn; lawmen in Wyoming, Utah, Tennessee, New Mexico, and Montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid Curry (aka Harvey Logan) lived and worked as a rancher until he shot a man to death in a a saloon brawl in 1894. Curry rode with two of the era’s most infamous outlaw groups: Black Jack’s Gang and Butch Cassidy’s Wild Bunch. In between the two he ran his own gang, and altogether participated in dozens of robberies and shoot-outs, all of which contributed to his reputation as one of the Old West’s most dangerous men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; Kid Curry was notoriously ruthless, responsible for the shooting deaths of at least 11 men -- nine of them lawmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;                                                Butch Cassidy&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwlgtfWI/AAAAAAAAB_0/O7gOumTRP_k/s1600-h/out5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_xwlgtfWI/AAAAAAAAB_0/O7gOumTRP_k/s400/out5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143095116485721442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Born: &lt;/b&gt;1866 &lt;b&gt;Died:&lt;/b&gt; circa 1908&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Wanted by: &lt;/b&gt;The Pinkerton National Detective Agency; lawmen in Colorado, Idaho, Utah, Wyoming, New Mexico, Nevada, Montana, and Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butch Cassidy (born Robert LeRoy Parker) was one of the era’s most infamous outlaws as well as one of the most successful bank and train robbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contributing to his legend is the contemporary view that Cassidy and the Wild Bunch were non-violent, which is patently false. However, Cassidy’s legend is enhanced by the uncertainty regarding his death; presumably he died in South America, although his body was never found. Not surprisingly, more than a couple less-than-credible people came forward claiming to be Cassidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking the law, breaking the law...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; :&lt;/b&gt; Not including a bank heist in Argentina, Cassidy (and his gang) robbed trains and banks for well in excess of $130,000 over the course of his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-867189834960742977?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/867189834960742977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=867189834960742977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/867189834960742977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/867189834960742977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-10-american-outlaws.html' title='Top 10 American Outlaws!!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1_x9lgtfXI/AAAAAAAAB_8/r6_wIg_9VDA/s72-c/out6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-2337936632218634921</id><published>2007-12-07T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:11.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offbeat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='documentaries'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Offbeat Documentaries!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljhlgteqI/AAAAAAAAB6U/4MUudFPrR6o/s1600-h/off6.jpg"&gt;#01 - MONSTER ROAD [2004]&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljhlgteqI/AAAAAAAAB6U/4MUudFPrR6o/s400/off6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249878276274850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I go for the lowest common denominator. Just get some stuff in front of the camera and get some action out of it. Get the most I can out of those figures before they wear out . . ." Documentary explores the fascinating life and work of underground clay animation artist, Bruce Bickford, who collaborated with the late, great Frank Zappa on a number of projects such as the 1979 movie, &lt;em&gt;Baby Snakes&lt;/em&gt;. This ain't Gumby and Pokey, folks. Some of Bickford's clay animation works are truly disturbing! &lt;em&gt;Monster Road&lt;/em&gt; also introduces us to Bickford's equally eccentric father, George, a retired aerospace engineer who is suffering from the onset of Alzheimer’s Disease. &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue&lt;/strong&gt;: "Isn't it remarkable? This little planet we're on . . . Is this the headquarters for something?"&lt;br /&gt;#02- GATES OF HEAVEN [1980]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljh1gterI/AAAAAAAAB6c/eTQbpmdfhIo/s1600-h/off7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljh1gterI/AAAAAAAAB6c/eTQbpmdfhIo/s400/off7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249882571242162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"There's your dog; your dog's dead. But where's the thing that made it move? It had to be something, didn't it?" Practically any of Errol Morris' fascinating documentaries could occupy this slot such as &lt;em&gt;Vernon, Florida&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Thin Blue Line&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;A Brief History of Time&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Mr. Death: The Rise and Fall of Fred A. Leuchter, Jr.&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The Fog of War&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Gates of Heaven&lt;/em&gt;, Morris' first feature documentary, centers around the pet cemetery business, specifically two California pet cemeteries: the Foothill Pet Cemetery in Los Altos and the Bubbling Well Pet Memorial Park. Totally bizarre and captivating! As a sidenote, Werner Herzog bet Morris that he would eat his own shoe if Morris ever completed the film. The result was another offbeat documentary, &lt;em&gt;Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe&lt;/em&gt; (1980). &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue:&lt;/strong&gt; "Death is for the living and not for the dead."&lt;br /&gt;#03 - AMERICAN MOVIE [1999]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljiFgtesI/AAAAAAAAB6k/LPphThnIa2A/s1600-h/off8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljiFgtesI/AAAAAAAAB6k/LPphThnIa2A/s400/off8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249886866209474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Movie&lt;/em&gt; documents the life of Mark Borchardt, an obsessed filmmaker who lives about as far away from Hollywood as you could possibly get - Menomonee Falls, Wisconsin. Borchardt's main goal in life is to finish a full-length horror film titled &lt;em&gt;Northwestern&lt;/em&gt;. It's obvious that this guy's entire film career is based on the opening scenes of &lt;em&gt;Night of the Living Dead&lt;/em&gt;. Mark's determined to live out his version of the American dream. He's also a deadbeat dad with three kids out of wedlock. To fund his masterpiece, Mark runs up credit cards, borrows from friends and relatives, and works a series of menial jobs - from delivering newspapers to vacuuming a mausoleum. His creditors are after him and so is the IRS. He doesn't give a shit. So he drops &lt;em&gt;Northwestern&lt;/em&gt; and focuses on a shorter film called &lt;em&gt;Coven&lt;/em&gt;, "a psychological thriller portraying an alcoholic writer's descent into the demonic abyss of a self-support group." He figures if he can sell 3,000 "units" of the flick at $14.95 apiece he can raise enough money to finish his dream project. The final scene of &lt;em&gt;American Movie&lt;/em&gt; is very revealing. It shows some of Mark's old silent black-and-white film clips from the early '80s - the same friends racing around madly, drinking beer and raising hell. Nothing has really changed . . . &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue:&lt;/strong&gt; "Is that what you wanna do with your life? Suck down peppermint schnapps and try to call Morocco at two in the morning? That's senseless! But that's what happens, man. '"&lt;br /&gt;#04- BURDEN OF DREAMS [1982]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljiFgtetI/AAAAAAAAB6s/f4gJNPcmdC0/s1600-h/off9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljiFgtetI/AAAAAAAAB6s/f4gJNPcmdC0/s400/off9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249886866209490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Les Blank's riveting documentary focuses on the utter chaos surrounding the filming of Werner Herzog's epic, &lt;em&gt;Fitzcarraldo&lt;/em&gt; in the jungles of South America. Whether having to replace his entire cast, attempting to drag a 320-ton steamer over a small mountain or trying to deal with totally insane actor Klaus Kinski, Herzog reveals an unwavering obsession to finish his film. &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue:&lt;/strong&gt; "Without dreams we would be cows in a field and I don't want to live like that. I live my life or I end my life with this project."&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;#05- CRUMB [1994]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljiVgteuI/AAAAAAAAB60/UuPqqS9vRbw/s1600-h/off10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljiVgteuI/AAAAAAAAB60/UuPqqS9vRbw/s400/off10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249891161176802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As &lt;em&gt;Crumb&lt;/em&gt; opens, R. Crumb, complete with his trademark cheap suit, thick glasses and porkpie hat, sits cross-legged on the floor, listening pensively to a scratchy blues record from his extensive and rare 78-rpm album collection. We soon learn that "bizarre" and "dysfunctional" don't even come close to describing Crumb's family. A bleak childhood led Crumb and his two brothers to escape into a fantasy world of comic books. Crumb admits that he was attracted to Bug Bunny as a child and later became fixated on Sheena, Queen of the Jungle. His first sexual memory is of hanging out in his mother's closet and humping a pair of her cowboy boots, while singing "Jesus loves me, yes I know . . ." Needless to say, he didn't get a single date during high school. It was during the late '60s that Crumb created his most popular work such as Keep on Truckin' (which caused him "nothing but headaches"), Mr. Natural and Fritz the Cat, which was made into a cartoon that "embarrassed me for the rest of my life," he reveals. He finally got revenge on Fritz in a later comic by having a female ostrich stab him in the head with an icepick. Crumb's LSD-inspired comics during the '60s truly captured the seamy side of America's subconscious. &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue:&lt;/strong&gt; "My father was a rigid, gung-ho type who had a hard-ass attitude to life . . . All three of his sons ended up to be wimpy, nerdy weirdos. He wanted at least one of us to end up as a Marine. He always wore a fixed smile, which I later learned was a sign of deep depression." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;#06- GRIZZLY MAN [2005]&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljIlgtelI/AAAAAAAAB5s/l__93zAZUDA/s1600-h/off1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljIlgtelI/AAAAAAAAB5s/l__93zAZUDA/s400/off1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249448779545170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I will die for these animals, I will die for these animals, I will die for these animals . . ." Legendary filmmaker Werner Herzog returns to his favorite theme, obsession, as he traces the story of Timothy Treadwell, an amateur naturalist who spent 13 summers among wild brown bears at Katmai National Park in Alaska. Treadwell and his girlfriend were tragically killed by one of the bears during the fall of 2003. This is an extraordinary and haunting documentary full of astounding footage and some great introspective narration. &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue&lt;/strong&gt;: "And what haunts me, is that in all the faces of all the bears that Treadwell ever filmed, I discover no kinship, no understanding, no mercy. I see only the overwhelming indifference of nature. To me, there is no such thing as a secret world of the bears. And this blank stare speaks only of a half-bored interest in food. But for Timothy Treadwell, this bear was a friend, a savior."&lt;br /&gt;#07- SALESMAN [1968]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljIlgtemI/AAAAAAAAB50/R3IJwBLVCnM/s1600-h/off2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljIlgtemI/AAAAAAAAB50/R3IJwBLVCnM/s400/off2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249448779545186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A surprisingly engrossing documentary about door-to-door Bible salesmen, &lt;em&gt;Salesman&lt;/em&gt; was directed by the Maysles brothers, Albert and David. Follow the "Badger," the "Rabbit," the "Gipper" and the "Bull" as they desperately try to pawn off a bunch of overpriced Bibles on the unsuspecting masses. Mostly, we follow the Badger, who is in a hell of a sales slump. Badger spends most of the movie acting like a whiny little bitch as he longs for the ever-elusive pension that will lead him to the good life (a condo on Miami Beach?). Full of dreary locales such as an endless succession of cheap motels and greasy diners, &lt;em&gt;Salesman&lt;/em&gt; pierces the heart of the American Dream. Watching this entire thing eventually depressed the shit out of me and I kept thinking of a quote from Arthur Miller's &lt;em&gt;Death of a Salesman&lt;/em&gt;: "To suffer fifty weeks a year for the sake of a two-week vacation." Other classic Maysles documentaries include &lt;em&gt;Gimme Shelter&lt;/em&gt; (1970) and &lt;em&gt;Grey Gardens&lt;/em&gt; (1976). &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue:&lt;/strong&gt; "If a guy's not a success, he's got nobody to blame but himself. What everybody's got to do is to quit making alibis and excuses and accept responsibility if a success or failure."&lt;br /&gt;#08 - MURDERBALL [2005]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljI1gtenI/AAAAAAAAB58/S1bCwWDhCH4/s1600-h/off3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljI1gtenI/AAAAAAAAB58/S1bCwWDhCH4/s400/off3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249453074512498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An Academy Award nominee for Best Documentary Feature (but don't let that scare you away), &lt;em&gt;Murderball&lt;/em&gt; follows the U.S. quad rugby team as they prepare for the 2004 Paralympic Games. Call it Murderball, Quad Rugby or Wheelchair Rugby, this is a brutal, full-contact and highly competitive sport where opponents are frequently knocked to the floor. And off the court, the Team USA rugby players shatter any and all stereotypes you may hold about the handicapped. &lt;em&gt;Murderball&lt;/em&gt; simply kicks ass. &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue:&lt;/strong&gt; "We're not going for a hug. We're going for a fuckin' gold medal."&lt;br /&gt;#09- YOU SEE ME LAUGHIN' [2002]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljI1gteoI/AAAAAAAAB6E/BgjpReWD66Q/s1600-h/off4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljI1gteoI/AAAAAAAAB6E/BgjpReWD66Q/s400/off4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249453074512514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;You See Me Laughin'&lt;/em&gt; explores the rundown juke joints of rural Mississippi as we get a rare opportunity to visit with the last of the true Delta bluesmen such as R.L. Burnside, Junior Kimbrough, T-Model Ford, Cedell Davis, Johnny Farmer and Asie Payton. The flick also follows Fat Possum Records founder Matthew Johnson as he tries desperately to record these great blues artists, some of whom are living in the most desperate of circumstances, to say the least. &lt;em&gt;You See Me Laughin'&lt;/em&gt; would make a great double feature with Robert Palmer's earlier blues documentary, &lt;em&gt;Deep Blues&lt;/em&gt; [1991]. &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue:&lt;/strong&gt; "I could really stomp some ass back then, stomp it good. I was a-sure-enough-dangerous man." —T-Model Ford&lt;br /&gt;#10- OVERNIGHT [2003]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljJFgtepI/AAAAAAAAB6M/Deai5K-XlDA/s1600-h/off5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljJFgtepI/AAAAAAAAB6M/Deai5K-XlDA/s400/off5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249457369479826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You See Me Laughin'&lt;/em&gt; explores the rundown juke joints of rural Mississippi as we get a rare opportunity to visit with the last of the true Delta bluesmen such as R.L. Burnside, Junior Kimbrough, T-Model Ford, Cedell Davis, Johnny Farmer and Asie Payton. The flick also follows Fat Possum Records founder Matthew Johnson as he tries desperately to record these great blues artists, some of whom are living in the most desperate of circumstances, to say the least. &lt;em&gt;You See Me Laughin'&lt;/em&gt; would make a great double feature with Robert Palmer's earlier blues documentary, &lt;em&gt;Deep Blues&lt;/em&gt; [1991]. &lt;strong&gt;Sample Dialogue:&lt;/strong&gt; "I could really stomp some ass back then, stomp it good. I was a-sure-enough-dangerous man." —T-Model Ford&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-2337936632218634921?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2337936632218634921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=2337936632218634921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/2337936632218634921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/2337936632218634921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-10-offbeat-documentaries.html' title='Top 10 Offbeat Documentaries!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1ljhlgteqI/AAAAAAAAB6U/4MUudFPrR6o/s72-c/off6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-496964903503589180</id><published>2007-12-05T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:19:30.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top 10'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Assassins in Movies!!!</title><content type='html'>Call them hitmen. Call them assassins. Call them whatever you want. If you happen to see them get the hell out of there because someone is going to get whacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.James Spader (2 days in the Valley)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The loser hitman. The hitman that backstabs his own partner, always is annoyed and usually gets on everybodies bad side. The only thing this guy has on his favor is his hot partner Helga, played by Charlize Theron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_w5YqEqPDdc&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_w5YqEqPDdc&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.Pierce Brosnan (The Matador)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Julian Noble is the hitman who hates being called a hitman, can´t tell the difference between sports, gets a little paranoid from time to time and seems to be in a mid life crisis. Aside from all of this , he is your typical hitman, I mean person that facilitates fatalities as a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KP4erJ5_hfQ&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KP4erJ5_hfQ&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.Anne Parillaud (Le Femme Nikita)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From a teenage delinquent and heroin addict to a femme fatale. This is one gal you dont wan´t to piss off! This is the original film, that was later remade into Point of No Return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/igh1O_UOSFk&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/igh1O_UOSFk&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.Alec Baldwin (The Juror)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The Teacher. A psycotic assasin that takes pleasure in his everyday job. The only problem is that he sometimes has troubles in letting his targets go(emotionally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CUP-OpQrh0&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CUP-OpQrh0&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.Chow Yun- Fat  (The Replacement Killers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;John Lee. He is one of the best hitmen money can buy. But he is no ordinary killer, he actually has a conscience, but don´t get him wrong, he will do anything to finish what he started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GyoWYNLRLXk&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GyoWYNLRLXk&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt; John Cusack (Grosse Pointe Blank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The hitman with emotional problems. Martin Blank is maybe the only hitman who when asked what he does, will actually tell you he is professional killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/93bS8Gc0bLg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/93bS8Gc0bLg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.Tom Cruise (Collateral)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess Vincent is a common name within hitmen (checkout out hitman #2). A smooth, charismatic, likeable person, if you take out the fact that he kills people without any hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fGlUduG2OJc&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fGlUduG2OJc&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.Bruce Willis (The Jackal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Meet the highest paid hitman in the history of movies. 140 million for just one hit. Damn!!! Im in the wrong business. This cold blooded assasin has it all, and he will do anything to finish the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOBtqfiLwCI&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOBtqfiLwCI&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.Samuel L. Jackson and John Travolta (Pulp Fiction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ahhhhhhhh, our favorite two hitmen that spend all their spare time talking about religion and arguing on what is the best burger in town. Meet Vincent Vega and Jules Winnfield. Ezequiel 25:17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MAooMbUp22I&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MAooMbUp22I&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.Jean Reno (The Professional )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon, a quite, tough invdividual who always gets the job done and never misses his targets. All this guy does during the movie is kill people and from time to time drink a glass of milk( even hitmen know it does a body good). He is definitely the deadliest of the hitmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-1HHvmOGaQ&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-1HHvmOGaQ&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-496964903503589180?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/496964903503589180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=496964903503589180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/496964903503589180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/496964903503589180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-ten-assassins-in-movies.html' title='Top Ten Assassins in Movies!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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-215598963599207385.post-4850919715681543343</id><published>2007-12-03T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:12.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Beasts and Dragons: How Reality Made Myth!!</title><content type='html'>Dragons are awe-inspiring patchwork creatures found in the myths and legends of cultures all around the world. In Europe, they are nightmarish fire-spewing reptiles, large and lizard-like, with the forked tongue of a snake and wings like a bat. In the legends, they are reviled and feared because they liked to imprison maidens, destroy villages and hoard over mountains of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;    1.Chinese Alligator&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcFgtdfI/AAAAAAAABw8/iK6kIjerivQ/s1600-R/drg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcFgtdfI/AAAAAAAABw8/ezt_194pC_w/s400/drg1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139772040159262194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chinese alligators may have been one of the inspirations for the Asian dragon. In Chinese mythology, dragons were closely associated with water: They were the guardians of life-giving rain, but in times of fury were also capable of unleashing punishing floods. Chinese alligators can grow to a length of about 6 feet, and can often be found floating just below the surface of the water, where they stealthily await their prey. The Chinese alligator is one of the most endangered reptiles in the world.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;                              2.Frilled Dragon&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcFgtdgI/AAAAAAAABxE/8F9KBSIdA6Q/s1600-R/drg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcFgtdgI/AAAAAAAABxE/kafGhGTce2c/s400/drg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139772040159262210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The frilled dragon is a small lizard found in the forest and woodlands of northern Australia. Like its name suggests, an expandable frill surrounds the dragon's head and neck, which it can open like an umbrella when frightened. If this isn't enough to scare off an enemy, the frilled dragon will rear up on its hind legs and run away-- but rather than fleeing with its tail tucked between its legs, the dragon can simply leave it behind to distract a predator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;                    3.Bearded Dragon&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcFgtdhI/AAAAAAAABxM/f_c13QhyTEw/s1600-R/drg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcFgtdhI/AAAAAAAABxM/Xt4ZKsnHPP4/s400/drg3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139772040159262226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bearded dragon is also native to woodlands of Australia. It has numerous spiky appendages protruding from the skin around its head, and can inflate a pouch under its chin to make itself look more menacing. The bearded dragon can change shades of color, from light to dark, to reflect certain emotional states or to help regulate its body temperature. Like the frilled dragon, it can also rear up on its hind legs and run away.&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;                             4.Python&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcVgtdiI/AAAAAAAABxU/a2SPfwupHMY/s1600-R/drg4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcVgtdiI/AAAAAAAABxU/dOC49K4cmjM/s400/drg4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139772044454229538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pythons are among the largest snakes in the world, and the reticulated python of India may have been one of the inspirations behind dragon lore in ancient times. Pythons are constrictor snakes, which means they squeeze to death the birds and small mammals that they feed on. While traveling through India, the Roman naturalist, Pliny, claimed to have seen a dragon so large it could strangle an elephant. Pliny was most likely describing the reticulated python, a snake that can grow to a length of more than 30 feet. In Pliny's tale, the dragon also dies because it is crushed by the defeated elephant.&lt;br /&gt;                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;                          5.Flying Dragon&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcVgtdjI/AAAAAAAABxc/r83--kYYDoA/s1600-R/drg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcVgtdjI/AAAAAAAABxc/hQN2YCkZE0I/s400/drg5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139772044454229554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The flying dragon of Southeast Asia are small lizards that can glide between trees using wing-like folds of skin. They can grow up to 7 inches and they eat mainly ants and other small insects. Their wings are supported by five to seven ribs that extend from their bodies, and they can glide for distances of up to 30 feet. The wings are often brightly colored and patterned with stripes and dots, but they can fold their wings and blend into their surroundings when they want to remain inconspicuous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;                             6 .Sea Dragon&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPFgtdaI/AAAAAAAABwU/Ivn3dN0jBjw/s1600-R/drg10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPFgtdaI/AAAAAAAABwU/3wT4h-PcO5A/s400/drg10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139771816820962722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sea dragon is a close relative of the sea horse. It can be found on the cool rocky reefs of southern and western Australia. While technically a fish, the sea dragon does not swim so much as sway as it imitates the movement of the seaweed and seagrass among which it makes its home. The sea dragon possesses leaflike fins and appendages that are nearly transparent, and a tube-like mouth that it uses to suction in the larval fishes and small shrimp-like crustaceans that it feeds on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;             7.Surprise Entry: Comets&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPFgtdbI/AAAAAAAABwc/in0I3pMQoyI/s1600-R/drg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPFgtdbI/AAAAAAAABwc/s7IT1RGpBxc/s400/drg9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139771816820962738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dragons were often depicted as winged serpents with long tails, and they were often viewed as harbingers of doom or fortune. The name of the Aztec god Quetzalcoatl literally means "feathered serpent." To people living in ancient times, a comet streaking through the skies with an icy tail millions of miles long would have closely resembled such a creature. This image is of comet Hyakutake. If comets were the inspiration for some dragons, it could help explain why dragons are ubiquitous in the myths and legends of so many different cultures in all corners of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;                    8.Pterosaurs&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPFgtdcI/AAAAAAAABwk/17mUu1JgFLg/s1600-R/drg8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPFgtdcI/AAAAAAAABwk/0RrADU5UlGs/s400/drg8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139771816820962754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of all the creatures that ever lived, pterosaurs probably most closely resemble the dragons of European legend. Reptilian and featherless, pterosaurs flew on wings of hide that were supported by a single long and boney finger. The smallest pterosaur was the size of a sparrow, while Quetzalcoatlus -- named after the Aztec god -- had a wingspan of more than 40 feet, making it the largest flying creature ever. Quetzalcoatlus is shown here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;                     9.Megalania Prisca&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPVgtddI/AAAAAAAABws/XL09RhLR9xY/s1600-R/drg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPVgtddI/AAAAAAAABws/AFKEe2bvLCU/s400/drg7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139771821115930066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although stockier and shorter than the Komodo, megalania prisca was a much larger animal. It grew to lengths of up to 30 feet and weighed nearly 1,000 pounds, making it the largest lizard the world has ever seen. Megalania roamed the Australian wilderness during the last Ice Age, and could ambush creatures twice its size and 10 times its own weight, killing them with its curved serrated teeth and large claws. It is very appropriate then that in Latin, its names means "ancient giant butcher."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;                10.Komodo Dragons&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPVgtdeI/AAAAAAAABw0/LFCMd5oH2xg/s1600-R/drg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjPVgtdeI/AAAAAAAABw0/fHSfACZ2jPo/s400/drg6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139771821115930082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Komodo dragons of Indonesia are the world's largest living lizards. They can grow to 10 feet long and can run as fast as a dog for short stretches. Komodos hunt live prey and are capable of ambushing creatures much larger than themselves. They have a thickly muscled tail and a strong bite. Even a slight graze can be lethal and cause severe infection because of the septic bacteria that live in their saliva. Komodo dragons would have been a great candidate for the inspiration behind the mythical dragons in Europe -- except that Europeans didn't discover them until 1910.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-4850919715681543343?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/4850919715681543343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=4850919715681543343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/4850919715681543343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/4850919715681543343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-10-beasts-and-dragons-how-reality.html' title='Top 10 Beasts and Dragons: How Reality Made Myth!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R1QjcFgtdfI/AAAAAAAABw8/ezt_194pC_w/s72-c/drg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-6613037677409773871</id><published>2007-11-30T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:44:58.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top10'/><title type='text'>The 10 Craziest Competitive Sports (You Never Heard Of)</title><content type='html'>Humans have been taking part in sporting events for thousands of years, and now we’ve got ESPN to broadcast them 24 hours a day! However, you aren’t going to see these gems on TV even if you’re watching at 2am. We’ve got a little of everything here from Camel Wrestling to Bog Snorkelling and Cheese Rolling to Ladder Racing. And if anyone knows of other insane sports to add please drop a comment below. Now, on with the madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Ladder Racing:&lt;/h3&gt;Screw the ladder truck.  I want THESE guys as firemen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ee3qw5JSRs8&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ee3qw5JSRs8&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;4WD Sand Dune Climbing:&lt;/h3&gt;Ok.  That’s just not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2vE3AF3lyHc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2vE3AF3lyHc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Chess Boxing&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got an idea… let’s take something extremely cerebral like chess and combine it&lt;br /&gt;with skull cracking boxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/43Wcbd0dJpQ&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/43Wcbd0dJpQ&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Wife Carrying&lt;/h3&gt;Hey, I’m 6′1″ and my wife is 4′ 10″.  We’ve actually got a shot at this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjASMk6TIXE&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjASMk6TIXE&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Cheese Rolling&lt;/h3&gt;It’s not what you think!  Drunken idiots throwing themselves down a hill!  I can hear the bones crunching now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZC5ykhXDDbo&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZC5ykhXDDbo&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Camel Wrestling&lt;/h3&gt;All right.  I guess if you live in the desert with nothing better to do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vvq5gDuclS8&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vvq5gDuclS8&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;CycloCross&lt;/h3&gt; hope these guys are wearing a cup.  That metal bar is way too close to the family jewels to be doing these things on bikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0dyFeLarkJ4&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0dyFeLarkJ4&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Tow-in Surfing&lt;/h3&gt;I’ve seen surfing before, but never on waves so big you need a jet ski to pull you up to&lt;br /&gt;speed for.  These guys are insane, and the guy in this video got caught in a real live Tsunami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlPqL7IUT6M&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlPqL7IUT6M&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Free Soloing&lt;/h3&gt;People partaking of this sport are truly insane.  As proof Dan Osman, the guy in this video, later lost his life doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuyDiV7B2sg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuyDiV7B2sg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Bog Snorkelling&lt;/h3&gt;Even the dog didn’t want to swim in this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAh7e9d45_Y&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAh7e9d45_Y&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-6613037677409773871?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/6613037677409773871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=6613037677409773871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/6613037677409773871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/6613037677409773871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/10-craziest-competitive-sports-you.html' title='The 10 Craziest Competitive Sports (You Never Heard Of)'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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-215598963599207385.post-7279367259896021999</id><published>2007-11-28T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:15.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Most Frightening Movie Characters!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HT1jESnI/AAAAAAAABls/ByoRPCU9-q4/s1600-h/fr5.jpg"&gt;                                   The list of the most frightening movie charachters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     1.  &lt;strong&gt;Jason Voorhees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HT1jESnI/AAAAAAAABls/ByoRPCU9-q4/s1600-h/fr5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HT1jESnI/AAAAAAAABls/ByoRPCU9-q4/s400/fr5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137911524761029234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason Voorhees, the villain from Friday the 13th slasher films, is most well-know for his signature hockey mask and machete.The trademark hockey mask did not appear until Friday the 13th Part 3. Since Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives, filmmakers have given Jason superhuman strength, and near invulnerability. He has been seen as a sympathetic character, albeit one whose motivation for killing has been cited as driven by the immoral actions of his victims.&lt;br /&gt;                      2. &lt;strong&gt;Jack Torrance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HUFjESoI/AAAAAAAABl0/7bVAF7eexPw/s1600-h/fr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HUFjESoI/AAAAAAAABl0/7bVAF7eexPw/s400/fr4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137911529055996546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Famously portrayed by Jack Nicholson in the 1980 film, The Shining, moves into the isolated and enormous, Overlook Hotel with his wife, and young, telepathic son, Danny to finish a play and rebuild his life after being fired from teaching. But things quickly go to hell in a handbasket when Jack succumbs to both cabin fever and alcoholism, and allows the hotel to convince him to hate his own wife and child. Eventually he chases his son to a hedge maze where he gets lost and freezes to death.&lt;br /&gt;                            3.&lt;strong&gt;Norman Bates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HUljESpI/AAAAAAAABl8/AduNYjJ2GJE/s1600-h/fr3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HUljESpI/AAAAAAAABl8/AduNYjJ2GJE/s400/fr3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137911537645931154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Norman, most famously portrayed Anthony Perkins in the 1960 film Psycho, had mommy issues. As little boy, he is dominated by his mother, and has to do what she told him. As “Norma” Bates, he dresses in her clothes, mimics her voice, and kills anyone who threatens to come between her and her “Norman,” especially attractive young women. As “Normal” Bates, he is a (barely) functioning adult who can run the motel and keep peace between the other two personalities. He is finally arrested after he murders a young woman named Mary Craneand Milton Arbogast, a private investigator sent to look for her. Bates is declared insane and sent to an institution, where the “mother” personality completely takes hold; he completely becomes his mother.&lt;br /&gt;                                  4.&lt;strong&gt;Freddie Kruger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HU1jESqI/AAAAAAAABmE/m3M4XjUeoBU/s1600-h/fr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HU1jESqI/AAAAAAAABmE/m3M4XjUeoBU/s400/fr2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137911541940898466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Commonly identified by his burnt disfigured face, red and green striped sweater, brown fedora hat, and trademark metal-clawed leather glove, Freddy Krueger is the main fictional character from the A Nightmare on Elm Street series of films. Krueger is an undead serial killer[1] who can attack his victims supernaturally from within their own dreams when they are in a state of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;                              5.&lt;strong&gt;Hannibal the cannibal Lecter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HU1jESrI/AAAAAAAABmM/4WmkLJJo5Wk/s1600-h/fr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HU1jESrI/AAAAAAAABmM/4WmkLJJo5Wk/s400/fr1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137911541940898482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fictional character in a series of novels by author Thomas Harris, the overly educated human-eating serial killer Lecter was made most famous when Anthony Hopkins portrayed him in Silence of Lambs.&lt;br /&gt;                      6. &lt;strong&gt;Carrie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02G9FjESkI/AAAAAAAABlU/pCfs54o_6BU/s1600-h/fr8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02G9FjESkI/AAAAAAAABlU/pCfs54o_6BU/s400/fr8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137911133919005250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;High school was definitely a drag for Carrie portrayed by Sissy Spacek in the 1976 film written by Stephen King. She only wants friends, but everyone only ridicules, harasses and berates this odd duck including her mother who’s bizarre and abusive mothering techniques only serves to continue pushing her over the edge. On her prom, the tormented Carrie finally gets pushed too far and covered with pig’s blood, uses her powers cause the death of the entire student body.&lt;br /&gt;                  7.  &lt;strong&gt;Frankenstein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02G9VjESlI/AAAAAAAABlc/ABipz1nWHMA/s1600-h/fr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02G9VjESlI/AAAAAAAABlc/ABipz1nWHMA/s400/fr7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137911138213972562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dr. Henry Frankenstein (Colin Clive) wants to build a man in his own image, using the body of a dead man. He and his assistent Fritz (Dwight Frye) dig up a freshly burried coffin and steal the body. When they realize the head and the brains of the body are severely damaged, they decide to steal a brain from Dr. Frankensteins former teacher Dr. Waldman (Edward van Sloan). When Fritz accidentely drops the glass jar with the label “good brain” on it on the floor, he decides to take the glass jar with the label “bad brain”. Using some kind of mysterious ray that Dr. Frankenstein discovered, the body is brought to life during a thunderstorm, and the monster of Frankenstein (Boris Karloff) is born.&lt;br /&gt;                    8.  &lt;strong&gt;Count Dracula&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02G9VjESmI/AAAAAAAABlk/5ixPhwj9-zg/s1600-h/fr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02G9VjESmI/AAAAAAAABlk/5ixPhwj9-zg/s400/fr6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137911138213972578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the most popular and oldest scary movie characters, Bram Stoker’s Dracula tells the story of Jonathan Harker who is sent to Transylvania, where he meets the vampire who has been “Un-Dead” for several hundred years and keeps his vitality by sucking blood from live victims. Dracula has appeared in more films than any other fictional character.&lt;br /&gt;                            9.   &lt;strong&gt;Annie Wilkes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02GsljESiI/AAAAAAAABlE/0l_MnVzA3FY/s1600-h/fr9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02GsljESiI/AAAAAAAABlE/0l_MnVzA3FY/s400/fr9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137910850451163682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Misery, another flick directly from the demented mind of Stephen King, famous novelist, Paul Sheldon, is “rescued” by obsessive fan Annie Wilkes. Wilkes is the the “number one fan” of Paul’s heroine Misery Chastaine. He comes to realize Annie’s cheery demeanor is a front for a cunning, brutal and dangerously disturbed individual and Paul finds himself crippled, drugged and at her mercy.&lt;br /&gt;            10. &lt;strong&gt;Chucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02Gs1jESjI/AAAAAAAABlM/Bpg09JK6jvE/s1600-h/fr10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02Gs1jESjI/AAAAAAAABlM/Bpg09JK6jvE/s400/fr10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137910854746130994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Andy Barclay sees a commercial for a ‘Good Guy’ doll on TV, and asks his mother for one for his birthday. At work, Andy’s mom and her friend discover a peddler selling one for a low price, and she buys it. What she doesn’t know is that the particular doll contains the spirit of Charles Lee Ray, aka ‘The Lakeshore Strangler’, who died at the hands of police the night before and had transferred his spirit to the doll by voodoo. That night, Andy’s babysitter is pushed from their 5th-floor window to her death, and only young Andy knows that ‘Chucky’ - the doll - is responsible for that a death and a series of murders that follow. Worse than that, the soul of Charles Lee Ray is trying to get out of the doll’s body - and take over Andy’s…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-7279367259896021999?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7279367259896021999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=7279367259896021999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/7279367259896021999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/7279367259896021999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-10-most-frightening-movie.html' title='Top 10 Most Frightening Movie Characters!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R02HT1jESnI/AAAAAAAABls/ByoRPCU9-q4/s72-c/fr5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-1783116819485877131</id><published>2007-11-26T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:16.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Collection Of The World’s Smallest Things!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;                                           The World’s Smallest Known Lizard&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rmYljESAI/AAAAAAAABg0/zXhShNbaQKA/s1600-h/sm9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rmYljESAI/AAAAAAAABg0/zXhShNbaQKA/s400/sm9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137171635039913986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walter, the smallest tortoise in the world, perches on the head of 35-year-old giant tortoise Otto at Hanover Zoo. While the largest tortoise measures up to 109 centimeters, the smallest is only 7.6 centimeters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;                               The World’s Smallest Hamster&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rmRVjER_I/AAAAAAAABgs/-YpCsI055Ok/s1600-h/sm8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rmRVjER_I/AAAAAAAABgs/-YpCsI055Ok/s400/sm8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137171510485862386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only slightly bigger than a 50p piece, PeeWee is the smallest hamster in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;                                      The World’s Smallest Monkey&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rl6ljER9I/AAAAAAAABgc/uDJXo0CjuUU/s1600-h/sm6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rl6ljER9I/AAAAAAAABgc/uDJXo0CjuUU/s400/sm6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137171119643838418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This black-headed sagui dwarf monkey from Brazil measures 10 centimeters and weighs 0.17 kilograms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;                                            The World’s Smallest Cat&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rl7VjER-I/AAAAAAAABgk/DDHwLqBGV-8/s1600-h/sm7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rl7VjER-I/AAAAAAAABgk/DDHwLqBGV-8/s400/sm7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137171132528740322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;                                       The World’s Smallest Species Of Chameleon&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rln1jER8I/AAAAAAAABgU/4YQjKOEZxrU/s1600-h/sm5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rln1jER8I/AAAAAAAABgU/4YQjKOEZxrU/s400/sm5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137170797521291202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;                                           The World’s Smallest Newspaper&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rlUVjER6I/AAAAAAAABgE/SpZgZVb_y08/s1600-h/sm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rlUVjER6I/AAAAAAAABgE/SpZgZVb_y08/s400/sm3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137170462513842082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chilren newspaper “First news” was recorded as the smallest newspaper in the world by Guinness on Nov. 8, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;                                             The World’s Smallest Living Dog&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rlUVjER7I/AAAAAAAABgM/7AVcjAavfto/s1600-h/sm4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rlUVjER7I/AAAAAAAABgM/7AVcjAavfto/s400/sm4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137170462513842098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ducky, the three-year-old chihuahua from Boston in the U.S., has just been named the smallest living dog in the world by Guinness World Records. It is only 12.4 centimeters long and weights not more than 0.64 kilograms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;                                            The World’s Smallest Teapot&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rk8FjER4I/AAAAAAAABf0/JfArvBF1d4g/s1600-h/sm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rk8FjER4I/AAAAAAAABf0/JfArvBF1d4g/s400/sm1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137170045902014338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo taken on Nov. 15 shows the smallest teapot in the world. This teapot by a porcelain artist weighed only 1.4g. (&lt;a href="http://dayoo.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Dayoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;                                         The World’s Smallest “Bible”&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rk8VjER5I/AAAAAAAABf8/7KlT1ibs9xA/s1600-h/sm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rk8VjER5I/AAAAAAAABf8/7KlT1ibs9xA/s400/sm2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137170050196981650" 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/215598963599207385-1783116819485877131?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1783116819485877131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=1783116819485877131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/1783116819485877131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/1783116819485877131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/collection-of-worlds-smallest-things.html' title='Collection Of The World’s Smallest Things!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0rmYljESAI/AAAAAAAABg0/zXhShNbaQKA/s72-c/sm9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-9139429739144144651</id><published>2007-11-22T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:16.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top3'/><title type='text'>Top 3 World’s Most Expensive Beer!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class="articleSubtitle"&gt;A satisfying drink enjoyed throughout the world with many variations.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;1.Vielle Bon Secours:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0VuMljEQpI/AAAAAAAABV4/tH0RQvbthD4/s1600-h/beer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0VuMljEQpI/AAAAAAAABV4/tH0RQvbthD4/s400/beer1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135632112602595986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This tops the list of the world's most expensive beer, costing around £500 (equivalent to around $1,000) per bottle or about £39 (equivalent to around $78) per pint. It can only be found in a bar called the Bierdrome in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;2.Tutankhamen Brew:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0Vt-FjEQnI/AAAAAAAABVo/bOli1M4vU7s/s1600-h/beer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0Vt-FjEQnI/AAAAAAAABVo/bOli1M4vU7s/s400/beer3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135631863494492786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The recipe of this brew is prepared according to the recipe and brewing method discovered by a team of University of Cambrige archaeologists/Egyptologists in the Queen Nefertiti's Temple of the Sun in Egypt. The brewery found in the corner of the said temple is believed to have been built by King Akhenaton who is King Tutankhamen's father. This is also the place where King Akhenaton queen, Nefertiti worshiped.The archaeologists sought expert advice from Scottish and Newcastle Breweries, Edinburgh and the beer is brewed in the Cambridge laboratory, costing around $52 per bottle. The production is also limited and the edition is also numbered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;3.Samuel Adams' Utopias:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0Vt-VjEQoI/AAAAAAAABVw/IviqXEUOgQw/s1600-h/beer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0Vt-VjEQoI/AAAAAAAABVw/IviqXEUOgQw/s400/beer2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135631867789460098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beer is brewed by the Boston Beer Company, using the brand name of Samuel Adam's Utopias, named after one of the founding fathers of the USA. This comes second in the list of the world's most expensive beer which costs around $100 per bottle (24 oz) or about $67 per pint, sold in copper bottles resembling the copper brewing kettles which are used by brewers for hundreds of years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-9139429739144144651?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9139429739144144651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=9139429739144144651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/9139429739144144651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/9139429739144144651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-3-worlds-most-expensive-beer.html' title='Top 3 World’s Most Expensive Beer!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0VuMljEQpI/AAAAAAAABV4/tH0RQvbthD4/s72-c/beer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-3956053557133906457</id><published>2007-11-19T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:18.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>America's Goofiest Patents!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:6;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Totally Absurd                    Inventions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HCS1jEQJI/AAAAAAAABR0/ZiiDtpbmOUk/s1600-h/wr5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Fish 'n            Flush!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HCS1jEQJI/AAAAAAAABR0/ZiiDtpbmOUk/s400/wr5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134598679046668434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;Goldfish die and then what            happens next?  You flush them down the toilet!  But that's            not what the Fish 'n Flush is all about my friend, oh no.  The            Fish 'n Flush is a toilet aquarium kit that turns your toilet into a            facsimile of the Great Barrier Reef, complete with colorful fish and            bubbling treasure chests.  Finding Nemo has never been easier.             Our concern is for the poor fish and the views &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; have to endure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Visit            their web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;.           &lt;a target="http://www.fishnflush.com/" href="http://www.fishnflush.com/"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;           Sumo Tube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HB8ljEQGI/AAAAAAAABRc/eibpALQ2oTw/s1600-h/wr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HB8ljEQGI/AAAAAAAABRc/eibpALQ2oTw/s400/wr7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134598296794579042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HB8ljEQHI/AAAAAAAABRk/2vF4mDNLEGg/s1600-h/wr8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HB8ljEQHI/AAAAAAAABRk/2vF4mDNLEGg/s400/wr8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134598296794579058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;Blow it up.  Wear it.             Get towed in it.  Surf in it.  Roll in it.  Do face            plants in it.  The Sumo Tube!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Visit            their web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;.           &lt;a target="http://sportsstuff.com/dyn_prod.php?p=SPT53-1805" href="http://sportsstuff.com/dyn_prod.php?p=SPT53-1805"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Fanny Fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HBrVjEQEI/AAAAAAAABRM/FfJ73KzvTE8/s1600-h/wr4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HBrVjEQEI/AAAAAAAABRM/FfJ73KzvTE8/s400/wr4.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134598000441835586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;What's the leading cause of            diaper rash?  Wetness!  Wet baby bottoms equal rashy rashes,            so our inventor came up with a baby safe Fanny Fan.  It's foam            sponge blades are safe and if you notice a questionable odor in the            air, this little gadget even comes with a perfume dispensing function,            allowing you to spritz an anti-microbial fragrance on baby's bum that            will make everyone happy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Visit            their web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;.           &lt;a target="http://www.nithome.co.kr/main/bcp-f.html" href="http://www.nithome.co.kr/main/bcp-f.html"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Nose            Pouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HBsVjEQFI/AAAAAAAABRU/wfznzYdZ4_I/s1600-h/wr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HBsVjEQFI/AAAAAAAABRU/wfznzYdZ4_I/s400/wr6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134598017621704786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;As the inventor            says, "The Nose Pouch is the best new innovation in handkerchiefs            since the Dark Ages."  Wow, bold indeed!  This new            generation of handkerchief is designed to contain your excessive nasal            discharge in its handy little pouch.  Okay, what then?  Are            you putting that thing back in your pocket now?  Hey, can I            borrow your pocket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Visit            their web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;.           &lt;a target="http://www.nosepouch.com/" href="http://www.nosepouch.com/"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Diaper            Harness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HBXFjEQDI/AAAAAAAABRE/8gBjMJ2Lwi8/s1600-h/wr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HBXFjEQDI/AAAAAAAABRE/8gBjMJ2Lwi8/s400/wr3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134597652549484594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;What's the downside of pet            diapers?  Well, besides being very funny looking, they tend to            slide off Binky's butt.  The Diaper Harness keeps those tiny            diapers held firmly over the place they need to be to catch what they            need to catch.  Also suitable for extra wiggly teeny tikes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Visit            their web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;.           &lt;a target="http://www.petgadgets.com/contentpage.cfm?Content_ID=91&amp;amp;interview_id=57" href="http://www.petgadgets.com/contentpage.cfm?Content_ID=91&amp;amp;interview_id=57"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;           Bulletproof Bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0G_2FjEQCI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Ro6YIYClfNg/s1600-h/wr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0G_2FjEQCI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Ro6YIYClfNg/s400/wr2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134595986102173730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;Do you need protection from            bio-chemical terrorists attacks?  How about natural disasters?             Kidnappers and stalkers?  Or would you just feel safer sleeping            in a bulletproof bed?  If you answered yes to any of the            aforementioned questions, you need the oh-so-versatile Quantum            Sleeper.   Not for the claustrophobic or light of check            book, this $160,000 coffin-esque "saferoom" does not include the            optional microwave, fridge or entertainment center.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Visit            their web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;.           &lt;a target="http://www.qsleeper.com/" href="http://www.qsleeper.com/"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Bird            Aquarium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0G_VFjEQBI/AAAAAAAABQ0/dSUi4CvKttc/s1600-h/wr1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0G_VFjEQBI/AAAAAAAABQ0/dSUi4CvKttc/s400/wr1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134595419166490642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;Okay, so the bird            really isn't up to his beak in water but it looks like he's in an            aquarium.  Now you can take your bird on strolls and tease the            neighborhood cats! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Visit            their web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#0000a0;"&gt;.           &lt;a target="http://www.travelinpets.com/store/show_product/?product_id=2059393" href="http://www.travelinpets.com/store/show_product/?product_id=2059393"&gt;           Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-3956053557133906457?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3956053557133906457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=3956053557133906457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/3956053557133906457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/3956053557133906457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/americas-goofiest-patents.html' title='America&apos;s Goofiest Patents!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0HCS1jEQJI/AAAAAAAABR0/ZiiDtpbmOUk/s72-c/wr5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-7371201386873090557</id><published>2007-11-18T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:19.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange'/><title type='text'>World's Strangest Vehicles!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BWKljEP1I/AAAAAAAABPQ/G4twbWn-IhY/s1600-h/at6.jpg"&gt;Some are ugly, some are more than ugly, crossing into hideous, some are better looking and possibly better designed than most modern cars - you get all ends of the spectrum here. Since our last article in this series, we've received many tips about the cars we would not know (or recognize) otherwise. There is no end to people's creativity when it comes to one of most treasured perks of civilization - the automobile.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An all-electric off-road &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;GeM &lt;/span&gt;is spaced-out ATV version, jacked up and ready to frolic in the dunes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BWKljEP1I/AAAAAAAABPQ/G4twbWn-IhY/s1600-h/at6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BWKljEP1I/AAAAAAAABPQ/G4twbWn-IhY/s400/at6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134198315080236882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               Here is that Land Train (a most beautifully weird vehicle in itself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BWK1jEP2I/AAAAAAAABPY/40YDYQfSkEM/s1600-h/at7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BWK1jEP2I/AAAAAAAABPY/40YDYQfSkEM/s400/at7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134198319375204194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;                Limos (and custom stretches) with identity disorders&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BVz1jEPwI/AAAAAAAABOo/1fV-uv0KO3A/s1600-h/at1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BVz1jEPwI/AAAAAAAABOo/1fV-uv0KO3A/s400/at1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134197924238212866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of extra wheels, this configuration seems to perform very well on a racetrack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BV0FjEPxI/AAAAAAAABOw/EgXUFtyoc-s/s1600-h/at2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BV0FjEPxI/AAAAAAAABOw/EgXUFtyoc-s/s400/at2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134197928533180178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;                                                Off-Roading Beasties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"This abomination was seen at the Star of Texas Fair &amp;amp; Rodeo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BV0VjEPyI/AAAAAAAABO4/nWtJGtHT8rM/s1600-h/at3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BV0VjEPyI/AAAAAAAABO4/nWtJGtHT8rM/s400/at3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134197932828147490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big Foot"&lt;/b&gt; in Orlando, Florida:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1996 Ford F250 pickup body with a 460 cu inch V8 for power. Bigfoot weighs 28,000 lbs (12700 kg) and stands 15 feet 6 inches tall. The enormous tires are from an Alaskan Land Train, a vehicle used by the US army in the 1950's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BV0ljEPzI/AAAAAAAABPA/yy2F6fsfr6Y/s1600-h/at4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BV0ljEPzI/AAAAAAAABPA/yy2F6fsfr6Y/s400/at4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134197937123114802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is another cool-looking vintage off-road vehicle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mobile Geological Laboratory"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;GEOLAB&lt;/b&gt; from 1970.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From "A Source Book of Unusual Vehicles" by Gordon and Marjorie Davies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BV0ljEP0I/AAAAAAAABPI/CI68bvLRgys/s1600-h/at5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BV0ljEP0I/AAAAAAAABPI/CI68bvLRgys/s400/at5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134197937123114818" 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/215598963599207385-7371201386873090557?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/7371201386873090557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=7371201386873090557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/7371201386873090557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/7371201386873090557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/worlds-strangest-vehicles.html' title='World&apos;s Strangest Vehicles!!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/R0BWKljEP1I/AAAAAAAABPQ/G4twbWn-IhY/s72-c/at6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-1806943178774219075</id><published>2007-11-14T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:20.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><title type='text'>5 Deadly Animals That Just Might Save Your Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTiflgzI/AAAAAAAABDg/bghw7hbVSas/s1600-h/ani1.jpg"&gt;Sure, you know these five creatures as stinging, biting merchants of death. But isn’t it time we put aside our differences and embrace the positive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;1. Scorpions: Leading the Battle Against Brain Cancer&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTiflgzI/AAAAAAAABDg/bghw7hbVSas/s1600-h/ani1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTiflgzI/AAAAAAAABDg/bghw7hbVSas/s400/ani1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132672346739802930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Could Kill You:&lt;/strong&gt; For the most part, scorpions use their toxins&lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.neatorama.com/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(50, 82, 122); color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static; padding-bottom: 1px;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;color:#0000e0;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to capture prey, ward off competitors during mating season, and defend themselves against larger predators. Unfortunately, humans count as larger predators. A sting by some species can leave you with a number of potentially deadly conditions, including heart and lung failure. &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But It Just Might Cure You:&lt;/strong&gt; Medical researchers at the University of Alabama at Birmingham (UAB) have discovered a new use for scorpion venom – in cancer &lt;a id="KonaLink1" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.neatorama.com/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;medication. Each year, some 9,000 Americans are diagnosed with malignant glioma, a form of brain cancer that kills about half its victims within a year of diagnosis.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Glioma cells work a lot like cockroach muscle cells. And while that fact is pretty disgusting, it also got UAB researchers thinking about the giant Israeli scorpion, whose venom is harmless to humans but deadly to its cockroach prey. Doctors found that when they injected a drug derived from the venom of giant Israeli scorpions into cancer-infected human brain &lt;a id="KonaLink2" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.neatorama.com/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the poison destroyed the glioma cells and left surrounding, healthy cells alone. The treatment is still in the early stages of development, but researchers remain optimistic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;2. Cone Shell Snails: Little Creatures Tackling Big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Pain&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTiflg0I/AAAAAAAABDo/Ss8HdZDn5Dk/s1600-h/ani2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTiflg0I/AAAAAAAABDo/Ss8HdZDn5Dk/s400/ani2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132672346739802946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Could Kill You:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks to their unique colors and intricate patterns, cone shells look like they’d make great beach souvenirs. But watch your fingers; they’re actually home to one of the world’s deadliest creatures. Cone shell snails come equipped with an extendable “arm” – complete with a sharp, venomous tooth – that they use to immobilize and kill prey. And while the venom certainly helps the slow-moving hunters from going hungry, it can also paralyze, or even kill, victims. The good news: Death by cone shell is completely painless.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But It Just Might Cure You:&lt;/strong&gt; Cone shell venom, called conotoxin, has incredible potential as a painkiller, with one added bonus: Unlike many current anesthetics, conotoxin isn’t addictive. In 2005, Ireland-based Elan Pharmaceuticals became the first company to market a drug made from the venom. Called Prialt, the drug is pumped into the fluid around a patient’s spine to relieve chronic pain and is believed to be up to 1,000 times more powerful than morphine. Meanwhile, at the University of Melbourne, a research team headed by Professor Bruce Livett is currently developing another conotoxin-based painkiller called ACV1, which was first tested in the summer of 2005. Unlike Prialt, however, ACV1 doesn’t affect a patient’s bloodpresure and can be injected under the skin, making it a lot less intimidating. Plus, ACV1 is believed to be as much as &lt;em&gt;10,000 times&lt;/em&gt; stronger than morphine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;3. Poison Dart Frogs: The Heart-Healthy Choice&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTyflg1I/AAAAAAAABDw/su9Ejul2lUU/s1600-h/ani3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTyflg1I/AAAAAAAABDw/su9Ejul2lUU/s400/ani3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132672351034770258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Could Kill You: &lt;/strong&gt;You know an animal is bad news when its sweat was once considered a state-of-the-art military technology. Meet the poison dart frog, which secretes a highly dangerous neurotoxin, called batrachotoxin, through its pores. In fact, various Latin American tribes used to collect the stuff (carefully) to poison the tips of their arrows for hunting and warfare. Interestingly, however, the frogs don’t produce their own toxin. They get it from eating insects that most likely picked up the poison from the plants they consume. The same frogs, if raised in a laboratory rather than the rain forest, aren’t poisonous at all. &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But It Just Might Cure You&lt;/strong&gt;: Before batrachotoxin stops your heart, its speeds it up. Consequently, medical experts believe it might be possible to tweak elements of the frog’s toxin to bring patients &lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt; of cardiac arrest and potentially save lives. And because it also deadens nerve endings, batrachotoxin has potential as an ingredient in anesthetics. Studies into other uses of the toxin are still in the early stages, but the frog’s medical benefits bolster the argument for preserving the rainforest. Most scientists believe we’ve only just begun to grasp the pharma &lt;a id="KonaLink5" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.neatorama.com/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;possibilities of some of the world’s rarest and deadliest creatures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;4. Vipers: Lowering Blood Pressure Since 1981&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTyflg2I/AAAAAAAABD4/OlIXag39eJE/s1600-h/ani4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTyflg2I/AAAAAAAABD4/OlIXag39eJE/s400/ani4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132672351034770274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Could Kill You:&lt;/strong&gt; Most vipers are scary enough as it is, but jararaca vipers are venomous to boot. But what’s truly fascinating is the unique way their venom works. Unlike a traditional toxin, viper venom functions by preventing the blood from clotting, meaning the snakes actually kill their victims by causing them to bleed to death. &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But It Just Might Cure You:&lt;/strong&gt; Lucky for us, slow-clotting blood isn’t always a bad thing. Researchers have found that small doses of viper venom can prevent arteries from hardening, thus stopping the kinds of blood clots that commonly occur in cardiac patients. In fact jararaca viper venom (or at least a synthesized version of it) is a key ingredient in most of today’s ACE inhibitors. Introduced in 1981, ACE inhibitors work by slowing down the body’s &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;angiotenzin enzumy &lt;/span&gt;ACE). When left untreated, the enzyme can produce a peptide that causes muscle constriction around blood vessels. That kind of constriction can set off a chain reaction whereby a person’s blood vessels narrow and his or her blood pressure shoots through the roof, leading to greater risk of heart attack and other ailments. Because the ACE inhibitors can stop this domino effect, they’re frequently used to treat millions of men and women with high blood pressure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;5. Gila Monster: Attacking Type 2 Diabetes&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqUCflg3I/AAAAAAAABEA/X9apexPZ13I/s1600-h/ani5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqUCflg3I/AAAAAAAABEA/X9apexPZ13I/s400/ani5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132672355329737586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Could Kill You:&lt;/strong&gt; One of only two species of venomous lizards, the Gila monster is native to southwestern United States and northern Mexico. Unlike other deadly critters, Gila monsters don’t inject venom directly into their victims. Instead, poison oozes from the lizard’s teeth into the open wounds of its prey, usually while the Gila monster is chewing. Because of this, human fatalities from Gila monster bites are rare, but a bite can cause intense pain, nausea, swelling, fatigue, dizziness, and chills – none of which is particularly fun. &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But It Just Might Cure You:&lt;/strong&gt; In addition to all those nasty side effects, Gila monster venom stimulates insulin production and slows down glucose production, which is great news for diabetics. Byetta, a drug manufactured by Amylin Pharmaceuticals and Eli Lilly &amp;amp; Company to treat Type 2 diabetes, uses a manufactured form of Gila monster venom as its main ingredient. Approved by the FDA in April of 2005, Byetta is injected before meals to help their bodies produce the right amount of insulin  at the right time –the best part being that it doesn’t cause the moodswings &lt;a id="KonaLink10" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.neatorama.com/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(50, 82, 122) ! important; font-weight: 400; position: static;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;often associated with traditional insulin regimens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-1806943178774219075?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1806943178774219075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=1806943178774219075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/1806943178774219075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/1806943178774219075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/5-deadly-animals-that-just-might-save.html' title='5 Deadly Animals That Just Might Save Your Life.'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzrqTiflgzI/AAAAAAAABDg/bghw7hbVSas/s72-c/ani1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-3532614582954686195</id><published>2007-11-13T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:22.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>The Top 10 Woman Drivers of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTk9AkZPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/rmuhlN5yh-E/s1600-h/w9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th PLACE GOES TO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTk9AkZPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/rmuhlN5yh-E/s400/w9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295513426912498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   9.th Place Go To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTk9AkZQI/AAAAAAAABBY/FI0np_mWNbE/s1600-h/w10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTk9AkZQI/AAAAAAAABBY/FI0np_mWNbE/s400/w10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295513426912514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 8.th Place Go To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTZdAkZLI/AAAAAAAABAw/DvGQp8u7K0c/s1600-h/w5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTZdAkZLI/AAAAAAAABAw/DvGQp8u7K0c/s400/w5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295315858416818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  7.th Place Go To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTZtAkZMI/AAAAAAAABA4/6gqUHXWJ3QY/s1600-h/w6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTZtAkZMI/AAAAAAAABA4/6gqUHXWJ3QY/s400/w6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295320153384130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                6.th Place go To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTZ9AkZNI/AAAAAAAABBA/7i--zCen1zo/s1600-h/w7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTZ9AkZNI/AAAAAAAABBA/7i--zCen1zo/s400/w7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295324448351442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   5.th Place Go To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTZ9AkZOI/AAAAAAAABBI/Sq-L4jGzyto/s1600-h/w8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTZ9AkZOI/AAAAAAAABBI/Sq-L4jGzyto/s400/w8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295324448351458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;     4.th Place Go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTK9AkZHI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ijhey2_3vbs/s1600-h/w1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTK9AkZHI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ijhey2_3vbs/s400/w1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295066750313586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 3.Th place go to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTK9AkZII/AAAAAAAABAY/HC4wSHgYMD8/s1600-h/w2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTK9AkZII/AAAAAAAABAY/HC4wSHgYMD8/s400/w2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295066750313602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2 .th place go to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTLNAkZJI/AAAAAAAABAg/85s2Fw-rTJk/s1600-h/w3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTLNAkZJI/AAAAAAAABAg/85s2Fw-rTJk/s400/w3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295071045280914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picsyard.com/Old_peeper_Funny_Picture" title="Click to view next"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                1.Th Place Go To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTLNAkZKI/AAAAAAAABAo/stWFEe6fO4k/s1600-h/w4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTLNAkZKI/AAAAAAAABAo/stWFEe6fO4k/s400/w4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132295071045280930" 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/215598963599207385-3532614582954686195?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/3532614582954686195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=3532614582954686195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/3532614582954686195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/3532614582954686195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-10-woman-drivers-of-year.html' title='The Top 10 Woman Drivers of the Year'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzmTk9AkZPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/rmuhlN5yh-E/s72-c/w9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-7038091489505945389</id><published>2007-11-12T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:23.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Emotional Moments Captured!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Rzh16km9bfI/AAAAAAAABAI/47fTEtmFhkg/s1600-h/emo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW6aHQ8DaI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ES8wboO4paw/s400/war4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131212308248006050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW6T3Q8DZI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/xF8xUnYMqW8/s1600-h/war5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW6T3Q8DZI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/xF8xUnYMqW8/s400/war5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131212200873823634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW6J3Q8DYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/EgRMv7XRafw/s1600-h/war3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW6J3Q8DYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/EgRMv7XRafw/s400/war3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131212029075131778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW6DHQ8DXI/AAAAAAAAA9I/gDY53U9zjao/s1600-h/war2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW6DHQ8DXI/AAAAAAAAA9I/gDY53U9zjao/s400/war2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131211913111014770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW5knQ8DWI/AAAAAAAAA9A/VXEQzXdqYOU/s1600-h/war1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW5knQ8DWI/AAAAAAAAA9A/VXEQzXdqYOU/s400/war1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131211389125004642" 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/215598963599207385-8994605237768347895?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/8994605237768347895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=8994605237768347895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/8994605237768347895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/8994605237768347895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-5-anti-war-posterspics.html' title='Top 5 Anti-War Posters!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzW6aHQ8DaI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ES8wboO4paw/s72-c/war4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-9043551937623065323</id><published>2007-11-08T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:26.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Strange and Weird Mailboxes!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMOpXQ8CuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/IvaBBFDjkLQ/s1600-h/mail100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMOpXQ8CuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/IvaBBFDjkLQ/s400/mail100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130460504287611618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMODnQ8CtI/AAAAAAAAA34/5Iv5GMxI9Fo/s1600-h/mailxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMODnQ8CtI/AAAAAAAAA34/5Iv5GMxI9Fo/s400/mailxx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130459855747549906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNY3Q8CpI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/1xt1k1xV0w8/s1600-h/mail6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNY3Q8CpI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/1xt1k1xV0w8/s400/mail6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130459121308142226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNZHQ8CqI/AAAAAAAAA3g/pZgDQFi4XeY/s1600-h/mail9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNZHQ8CqI/AAAAAAAAA3g/pZgDQFi4XeY/s400/mail9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130459125603109538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNC3Q8CkI/AAAAAAAAA2w/SiOKoy1sFxU/s1600-h/mail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNC3Q8CkI/AAAAAAAAA2w/SiOKoy1sFxU/s400/mail1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130458743351020098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNDHQ8ClI/AAAAAAAAA24/WMUIQafK8Ng/s1600-h/mail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNDHQ8ClI/AAAAAAAAA24/WMUIQafK8Ng/s400/mail2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130458747645987410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNDHQ8CmI/AAAAAAAAA3A/m9cTEXmnmlc/s1600-h/mail3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNDHQ8CmI/AAAAAAAAA3A/m9cTEXmnmlc/s400/mail3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130458747645987426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNDHQ8CnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/T5EZekHqKmo/s1600-h/mail4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNDHQ8CnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/T5EZekHqKmo/s400/mail4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130458747645987442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNDXQ8CoI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bDrdp4LgSbs/s1600-h/mail5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMNDXQ8CoI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bDrdp4LgSbs/s400/mail5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130458751940954754" 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/215598963599207385-9043551937623065323?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/9043551937623065323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=9043551937623065323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/9043551937623065323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/9043551937623065323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/strange-and-weird-mailboxes.html' title='Strange and Weird Mailboxes!!!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzMOpXQ8CuI/AAAAAAAAA4A/IvaBBFDjkLQ/s72-c/mail100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-1550308770302443060</id><published>2007-11-07T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:26.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Zengchong, China's Most Beautiful Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzIq5_j6SlI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zn4kihyj-sM/s1600-h/china1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzIq5_j6SlI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zn4kihyj-sM/s400/china1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130210101331380818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zengchong, Guizhou Province, SouthWest China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden behind dizzying mountain precipices and far removed from any semblance of modern civilization, Zengchong is a citadel of Dong Minority culture as it has been for over three centuries. Consisting of no more than 100 slate-roofed dwellings on a heart-shaped islet cradled by ribbon-like terraces sculpted out of the surrounding hillsides, the village is arguably one of China’s most beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomcarter.org"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-1550308770302443060?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1550308770302443060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=1550308770302443060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/1550308770302443060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/1550308770302443060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/zengchong-chinas-most-beautiful-village.html' title='Zengchong, China&apos;s Most Beautiful Village'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RzIq5_j6SlI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zn4kihyj-sM/s72-c/china1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-910130868270270417</id><published>2007-11-05T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:27.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Scariest Video Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s9_j6STI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/hkQnxXo3rUk/s1600-h/game9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.F.E.A.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s9_j6STI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/hkQnxXo3rUk/s400/game9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129367944143980850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.. The game's title says it all. Monolith's &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;F.E.A.R&lt;/span&gt; is considered by many as the very definition of a modern-day horror FPS. Why? Well, you'll certainly know why if you've played it. Players are thrown into a fast-paced, but carefully directed FPS experience, as they rush through darkened, claustrophobic corridors, witnessing excessively violent scenes almost every step of the way. Some of these scenes will have you scared stiff. As 2lions said: "you can use your flashlight AND your gun, and the game will STILL scare you!" The developers cleverly implemented scenes of dread and horror to keep you on your toes through the entire game. Besides the superb atmosphere, there are certain aspects of this game that made it stand out. For one thing, we'll never forget Alma, the eerie little girl whose presence creates a disturbing, yet very effective, ambience worthy of first-rate horror movies. Her role is significant, but further details on her backdrop and purpose are expected to emerge with release one of Monolith's next endeavors - Project Origin. Another exceptional aspect of F.E.A.R. was the intelligent behavior of enemies; an opponent sees you, he knocks a table over and immediately ducks behind it. This is but a mere example, but such AI behavior greatly contributed to some intense combat situations. An unforgettable experience to say the least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Silent Hill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s9_j6SUI/AAAAAAAAA0g/V8q3HC33efw/s1600-h/game10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s9_j6SUI/AAAAAAAAA0g/V8q3HC33efw/s400/game10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129367944143980866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the most influential survival horror titles, Konami's Silent Hill is easily the scariest game of all time. If you want to know what it feels like to be in the center of an honest-to-God horror narrative, Silent Hill is your cup of tea. Players are thrown into literarily terrifying situations. For starters, when playing, you'll get a perfect idea of how it feels to be the sole survivor and frequently the only living thing for miles around. Isolated and uneasy, you walk through the mist-enshrouded surroundings, regularly inhabited by sinister bloodthirsty life forms, and all you have to keep you company is a trusty handgun and, of course, sparse ammo, to raise the stakes in typical horror fashion. Certain scenes are likely to creep out even the greatest skeptics. While most hardcore gamers feel Resident Evil is the mother of all horror games, Silent Hill objectively came out as the top choice in our list for one simple reason - the game is damn scary. Resident Evil may have provided the cornerstone, but Silent Hill manages to encompass all the essentials any top-quality horror game should have. The success of the video games eventually brought about a big-screen version and a series of Silent Hill comic books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. BioShock&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s0fj6SRI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Cd0YNw0VA-0/s1600-h/game7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s0fj6SRI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Cd0YNw0VA-0/s400/game7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129367780935223570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Often referred to as the spiritual successor of System Shock 2, BioShock practically embodies all the elements of suspense, drama and horror, neatly enwrapping it all in a fulfilling plot and adding contemporary visuals and superb art direction. The fictional underwater setting, portrayed effectively through locations of Rapture city, creates a moody and unique in-game ambiance. The trouble with BioShock though, was that by the time it got out, many experienced gamers did not find it all too scary. The game uses somewhat obvious tactics to induce fear and anxiety. Actually, it's nothing we haven't seen before. On the other hand, that doesn't mean you'll play the game without so much as flinching. Generally, most gamers are bound to be afraid at some point - as soon as the main character arrives to Rapture and the first tormented human-like opponents rush at him. The shock-effect reaches its climax, when you catch a glimpse of "Little Sisters," as they feast upon nearby corpses, innocently calling out to their guardians; the robust and ill-tempered "Big Daddies." Next-generation horror finally has a name - BioShock. Just so you know others have declared BioShock one of the scariest titles ever released and publications like wired  acknowledged that BioShock tops most modern-day movies when it comes to intimidating audiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Resident Evil 3: Nemesis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s0fj6SSI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/lHhoTabuRIg/s1600-h/game8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s0fj6SSI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/lHhoTabuRIg/s400/game8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129367780935223586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You simply can't talk about top-notch horror and omit a name like Resident Evil, known throughout Japan as Biohazard. After two successful iterations, RE promptly gained fame and was released on the PlayStation, GameCube, N64, Sega Saturn Dreamcast and PC. The first two games have undoubtedly set precedents, but you could easily say that the horror franchise culminated with Resident Evil 3: Nemesis. Paying the game alone (preferably at night with the old headset) can cause some serious fear and panic attacks, especially if you're new to the genre. RE3 features classic monsters-jumping-from-closets style moments, stylishly thrown into play. More than that, Capcom, the creators of the series, are known for producing some of the most hideous unearthly monster designs ever seen in a game (or in a movie, for that matter). Bizarre abominations will leap at you left and right. One of the best survival horror licenses, reached its fourth installment and is going to continue with Resident Evil 5. Not to mention, the game lived to see three blockbuster movie adaptations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.Half-Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8sDPj6SPI/AAAAAAAAAz4/M-2kPR8vRmU/s1600-h/game5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8sDPj6SPI/AAAAAAAAAz4/M-2kPR8vRmU/s400/game5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129366934826666226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although it doesn't necessarily fit into the long list of conventional horror games, the original Half-Life had some genuinely frightening moments. Now, there are many reasons why Half-Life became one of the most popular shooters of all time and any true-hearted gamer should know them all by heart. Its memorable ambiance, original setting and exciting gameplay turned it into an instantaneous classic. The scary bits and the game's overall creepiness are partially rooted in the works of prominent horror and fantasy author Stephen King. Some time before the game's launch (1998), Gabe Newell, Half-Life creator and co-founder of Valve Software, uncovered that initial inspiration for their game was found in Stephen King's novella The Mist. You'll find that both stories involve top-secret government experiments that lead to alien presence on Earth. Fundamentally, of course, experiencing each story is different. With Stephen King's tale the fate of the central characters are predetermined, whereas in Valve's shooter Half-Life gamers are more in control of what will happen to the protagonist; in this case, the crowbar-wielding scientist Dr. Gordon Freeman. (We are?! - 2Lions) In short, this genre-defining shooter will always be among the scariest games ever created. Much of its coolness and atmosphere was perpetuated in the insanely popular sequel, which successfully took every aspect of the game to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. System Shock 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8sDPj6SQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/6-9VpeOzxhc/s1600-h/game6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8sDPj6SQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/6-9VpeOzxhc/s400/game6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129366934826666242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking Glass Studios and Irrational Games have literarily struck a chord with System Shock 2 (1999). The game was hailed as a unique mix of RPG elements, survival horror and first-person action. In terms of technology, the game relied on the so-called Dark Engine, also used to power Looking Glass Studios' Thief game. Avoiding horror-movie-style tackiness, SS2 appealed to players in a different manner, using psychological terror and top audio design. SS2 utilized the famous audio logs and diaries of characters who were usually met with a gruesome death (a feature later used in Doom 3, BioShock and other games). Assisted by Looking Glass, this was Irrational's first endeavor and a highly successful one at that. However, as far as commercial success goes, System Shock 2 was overshadowed by the dominant shooter Half-Life, which hit the market the preceding year (a similar thing happened with the original System Shock, which had been eclipsed by Doom II).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Clive Barker's Undying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8r3Pj6SNI/AAAAAAAAAzo/3ZbeCFlztKw/s1600-h/game3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8r3Pj6SNI/AAAAAAAAAzo/3ZbeCFlztKw/s400/game3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129366728668235986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the year 2001, the gaming scene was already packed with shooters. That same year, gamers were treated to Clive Barker's Undying, a co-project between Electronic Arts and Dreamworks Interactive. At any rate, you could say we're looking at another horror themed classic. But aside from these well-incorporated horror elements, the game had also been recognized for character design and animation. Character models looked very believable and quite frightening, which, along with the game's excellent audio, helped maintain a horror-like ambiance. Although the game was heavily influenced by Clive's writings, it was later confirmed that he had very little to do with the game's development process. He joined the team to provide details on the plot and backstory and to donate his voice to Ambrose, one of the characters in the game. In early stages of development, Clive insisted on changing the main character, whose name up to that point, was Count Magnus Wolfram. Claiming that the average gamer might have a hard time identifying with such a character, he convinced the developers to make a more down-to-earth type of chap - which eventually brought them to Patrick Galloway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Doom 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8r3vj6SOI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Nme3YcGScFA/s1600-h/game4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8r3vj6SOI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Nme3YcGScFA/s400/game4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129366737258170594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for Doom 3 to come out seemed like an eternity. When id's sci-fi/horror action game finally arrived (2004), after being in development for almost four years, it swiftly became a commercial and critical success. However, gamers are still divided as to whether Doom 3 lived up to its massive hype. The game had plenty of back-tracking, so it didn't offer much innovation in level design. Also, to a lot of people it just wasn't scary enough. Although visually quite impressive in its day, the game had been widely criticized for relying too heavily on horror-movie clichés (pitch-black areas, limited use of flashlight, ect.), but then again, so has every other horror game on the market. In any event, horrific monster design, creatures jumping out of the darkness when least expected, dead silence broken by ruptured vent pipes, may all be regarded as cheesy ingredients, but the fact is they work overall. Plus, everything had been encased into a powerful and addictive cinematic atmosphere. Who can forget the game's starting sequence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, stats don't lie. Activision and id sold millions of copies worldwide, both in PC and Xbox variants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. The Thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8rq_j6SLI/AAAAAAAAAzY/MlivD157CFE/s1600-h/game1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8rq_j6SLI/AAAAAAAAAzY/MlivD157CFE/s400/game1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129366518214838450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inhomage to John Carpenter's movie The Thing (1982), Vivendi and UK based developer Computer Artworks created a multiplatform squad-based shooter and continued the story (which begins several hours after the film). Although it wasn't exactly groundbreaking in terms of gameplay, it was acknowledged for its effective horror-like ambience. Sometimes it's easy to get scared when a mutant or any type of foe leaps out of the shadows and starts clawing at you. That's more or less common in video games. The Thing, however, had a few original twists, stressing the importance of your team. For example, hearing your AI-controlled teammates scream out in agony can be more than enough to send shivers down your spine. Also, each of your squad members is prone to panic attacks if they allow themselves to be contaminated by the alien species. They become anxious and paranoid, at which time fear should kick in and overwhelm the player. All in all, The Thing is a fun ride through creepy settings, most of which stays true to its source material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Sanitarium&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8rrfj6SMI/AAAAAAAAAzg/3UxUqlkTFpI/s1600-h/game2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8rrfj6SMI/AAAAAAAAAzg/3UxUqlkTFpI/s400/game2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129366526804773058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the world of a madman... Actually, I remember this one quite well and to this day it remains one of the weirdest and eeriest games I've ever played. Sanitarium, created by ASC Games and DreamForge Entertainment, hit the market in 1998 when the once exceptionally popular P&amp;amp;C (Point &amp;amp; Click) adventure genre was on thin ground. Largely praised for its originality, this adventure, arguably, had all the elements of a good psychological thriller. I'll never forget the beginning of this game. You start off the journey locked away in a peculiar insane asylum. The nearby inmate smashing his head against a brick-wall, leaving bloodstains all over it, is the first gruesome scene that awaits players. Coupled with its traditional P&amp;amp;C gameplay, Sanitarium also featured numerous puzzles, most of which were rather challenging. With Sanitarium, it's not so much about classic horror setups, but rather coping with the inner struggles of the main character and helping him overcome insanity. Half the time you'll just be bewildered at the mere sight of some of the environments and completely bizarre characters you interact with throughout the game's nine chapters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-910130868270270417?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/910130868270270417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=910130868270270417' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/910130868270270417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/910130868270270417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-10-scariest-video-games.html' title='Top 10 Scariest Video Games'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ry8s9_j6STI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/hkQnxXo3rUk/s72-c/game9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-1872038791282691582</id><published>2007-11-02T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:28.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Mens and Womans Remote Controler !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Mens Remote Control&lt;/h1&gt;  What else is there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RysigPj6R4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/pQJ2YZ_dABA/s1600-h/rem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RysigPj6R4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/pQJ2YZ_dABA/s400/rem1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128230538019751810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Womans Remote Control&lt;/h1&gt;  As if women had not got it easy enough already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Rysigfj6R5I/AAAAAAAAAxI/ZfKlEUoNdnc/s1600-h/rem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Rysigfj6R5I/AAAAAAAAAxI/ZfKlEUoNdnc/s400/rem2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128230542314719122" 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/215598963599207385-1872038791282691582?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/1872038791282691582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=1872038791282691582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/1872038791282691582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/1872038791282691582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/11/mens-and-womans-remote-controler.html' title='Mens and Womans Remote Controler !!!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RysigPj6R4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/pQJ2YZ_dABA/s72-c/rem1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-7770684230866036511</id><published>2007-10-30T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:29.123-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>The Tall and The Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Rydb1Pj6RhI/AAAAAAAAAt0/-tBKWCOQGo0/s1600-h/bigsmall023.png1.jpg"&gt;In China, the tallest man on the planet met up with the shortest one. Bao Xishun is 2.36 metres tall (7 ft 8.95 inches) and He Pingping is a 19-year-old guy who measures only 73 centimetres (2.4 feet). Check out the photos!&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Rydb1Pj6RhI/AAAAAAAAAt0/-tBKWCOQGo0/s400/bigsmall023.png1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127167671052944914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Rydb1fj6RiI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YAvnU5p2KRQ/s1600-h/bigsmall024.png2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Rydb1fj6RiI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YAvnU5p2KRQ/s400/bigsmall024.png2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127167675347912226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Rydb1vj6RjI/AAAAAAAAAuE/nIp8Ic7EZ-0/s1600-h/bigsmall021.png3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RydG4fj6RgI/AAAAAAAAAto/B0ddbv273MA/s400/bikeboy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127144637143336450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The guy is so fat, if someone would melt him down, they'd have enough oil to power Detroit for a month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/215598963599207385-2722245274765491493?l=weird-space.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/feeds/2722245274765491493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=215598963599207385&amp;postID=2722245274765491493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/2722245274765491493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/215598963599207385/posts/default/2722245274765491493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weird-space.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-your-kid-asks-for-bicycle-for.html' title='When your kid asks for a bicycle, for heavens sake, get him one!'/><author><name>Skywalkeer</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/RydG4fj6RgI/AAAAAAAAAto/B0ddbv273MA/s72-c/bikeboy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215598963599207385.post-6031328010411981697</id><published>2007-10-30T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:06:29.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>Brilliant Prank</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol class="wide"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fasten the balloons to the car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drive like a crazy person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;observe the other road users&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UTorHoq-aWQ/Ryc3F_j6RfI/AAAAAAAAAtg/YOJLGQGclZw/s1600-h/missile_chase1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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