<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss xmlns:xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xmlns:xsd="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema" version="2.0"><channel><title>For Pony! Articles - Brought to you by JoeUser</title><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/rss/articles</link><copyright>© 2006 - 2008 Stardock Corporation. All rights reserved.</copyright><description>Self-deprecation is worth its weight in smoldering phoenix-ashes and baby unicorn tears.</description><language>en-us</language><pubDate>2008-07-09T12:41:48</pubDate><lastBuildDate>2008-07-09T12:41:48</lastBuildDate><docs>http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html</docs><generator>Stardock Rss Generator v1.0, Andrew Powell</generator><managingEditor>info@stardock.com</managingEditor><webMaster>apowell@stardock.com</webMaster><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316905</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp;&nbsp; Sigur Rós: Með Suð í Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;&nbsp; Year:&nbsp; 2008<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;&nbsp; Click here for the artist's site<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>Sigur Rós is, to me at least, inexplicably popular. I don't really understand how a band that sings in either Icelandic or a made-up language and that composes as down-tempo and chill music as they do gets as large of a following as they do.<br/><br/>I've been a fan of theirs on and off since the fi...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316905</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316905</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Review: Sigur Rós 'Með Suð í Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust'</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316805</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp; The Mars Volta, The Bedlam in Goliath<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp; Year:&nbsp; 2008<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp; Click here for the artist's site<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>The Mars Volta seems like a band that you either get or you don't. There's not a lot of middle ground with a band as marginalized (and marginalizing), eclectic, and strange as they are.<br/><br/>That's not to say there's not a lot to like about them - there most certainly is. Their debut LP, De-Loused in the Comatorium, is one...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316805</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316805</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Review: The Mars Volta, 'The Bedlam in Goliath'</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316704</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp; Maybeshewill:&nbsp; Not for Want of Trying<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp; Year: 2007<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp; Click here for the artist's site<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>Maybeshewill is a band that I was introduced to only a few weeks ago, through a recommendation of my last.fm software.  The thirty-second clip it gave me was very reminiscent of the impeccable post-industrial band 65daysofstatic (even the name - words run together - seemed to suggest serious ties).  So after a bit of searching, I w...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316704</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316704</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Review: Maybeshewill 'Not for Want of Trying'</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316612</comments><description><![CDATA[&nbsp; Made Out of Babies, The Ruiner<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp; Year:&nbsp; 2008<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp; Click here for the artist's site<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>&nbsp;<br/><br/>When I first got my hands on Made Out of Babies' sophomore effort, Coward, I couldn't say enough good about it. I loved (and continue to love) that album. I still think it's one of the most frightening records I've ever heard. It's brutal, it's ugly, it's engaging, and it's scary. I can remember thinking to myself, There's no way they'll...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316612</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316612</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Review: Made Out of Babies 'The Ruiner'</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316484</comments><description><![CDATA[It's been heartening to see the response on my last Spain post, 'Does anyone even care'.&#160; It's made me smile.&#160; Really it has.<br/><br/>  Thanks to sister Cedarbird, brother BlueDev, ForeverSerenity, DynaMaso, CharlesCS, little-whip, RoyLevosh, uDigItTheMost, InBloom, momijiki, mikeb1954, skybright, Ockham'sRazor, asaxygirl, and everyone else who's trudged through those wordy, fat, ugly posts.&#160; I enjoyed posting them, and it was always a pleasure to read the comments.<br/><br/>  But I'm tired....]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316484</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/316484</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Thanks for caring, people.</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315755</comments><description><![CDATA[Now, those of you who are familiar with my forum posts and chat behavior know that I've been a supporter of Impulse since the early beta.<br/><br/>But today I had the (dis)pleasure of putting it to the test.<br/><br/>For some reason, my computer completely exploded on me today.&nbsp; Seriously.&nbsp; Like, stuck in a bootscreen-loop.&nbsp; Nothing I could do could make it kick the loop.&nbsp; I spent literally HOURS trying to break the loop.<br/><br/>Eventually I gave up, pulled out my Ubuntu live CD, booted up, ...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315755</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315755</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Impulse kicks booty.</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315148</comments><description><![CDATA[Is anyone even reading my Spain stories anymore?&#160; I know there are a few (a very few) stalwarts, but I'm beginning to wonder if it's even worth the effort.<br/><br/>  --<br/><br/>  29 May 2008.&#160; 7:54pm.<br/><br/>  We sat there, the two of us, for the better part of the afternoon.&#160; I should have been studying, but what can I say?<br/><br/>  Sometimes you just have to neglect stuff like that in lieu of more pressing concerns.<br/><br/>  The sand was warm on my toes, the sun beating down on me, reddening my straw...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315148</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315148</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Does anyone even care?</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315142</comments><description><![CDATA[So, fine JoeUsers and/or WinCustomize users, how does the day find you?&#160; It finds me quite well.&#160; I'm done with my tests, just relaxing today before embarking on weeks of adventure-filled travels, and I've gotten pretty okay grades so far (hey, no fails like Pervy, so I'm good).&#160; But when I'm just relaxing that means I inevitably play around on teh intarwebz a bit.<br/><br/>  So I'm poking around and stumble onto the Impulse website.&#160; Now, I'm sure most of you, my fine JU/WC friend...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315142</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/315142</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>I've been feeling Impulsive lately...</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314874</comments><description><![CDATA[For those who care:&nbsp; NBC anchorman Tim Russert died this afternoon.&nbsp; He was 58.<br/><br/><br/><br/>He was one of the most pugnacious and tenacious news anchors in recent memory.&nbsp; People knew that Russert didn't mess around.<br/><br/>And he was one of my favorite news anchors.&nbsp; I used to watch "Meet the Press" every Sunday morning when I lived in the states.&nbsp; And I'm sad I won't get to see his crusty face on Sunday morning ever again.<br/><br/>(For those who want to read more, go ahead and click...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314874</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314874</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Tim Russert is dead.</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314723</comments><description><![CDATA[NASCAR is a Yankee invention to keep the South placated; they will never rise again.<br/><br/>  --<br/><br/>  Here's an idea - if you're going to sing along in an ugly voice to a crappy song, why don't you at least make sure you know the words, stupid?<br/><br/>  Your mom called, Pervy.&#160; She hates you as much as I do and hopes you get robbed when you're in Morocco.<br/><br/>  --<br/><br/>  Sometimes I wish I could make people understand The Mars Volta, because no one seems to.&#160; Yes, they're overwhelming, and they m...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314723</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314723</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>Another slew of randumb thoughts.</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314664</comments><description><![CDATA[So I was just playing around on the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster website earlier today, and I found the 'Hate Mail (and concerned criticism)' section.&nbsp; It's a treasure trove of very godlike behavior from concerned citizens who feel compelled to call the Pastafarians on the errors of their ways.<br/><br/>Here's some of my favorites, edited for the kiddies (and when I mean edited, I mean edited.&nbsp; Each change I've made for decency's sake will be italicized).<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>This is just pure...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314664</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314664</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>And people wonder why religion drives others away?</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314555</comments><description><![CDATA[For those who wanted to know.<br/><br/>  --<br/><br/>  20 May 2008.&#160; 10:47pm.<br/><br/>  About ten-thirty in the morning, my phone rings.<br/><br/>  Now, this is not a normal occurrence; while I text quite often, I can count on one hand the amount of calls I've received.<br/><br/>  I pick it up, reading that Carolina is calling.&#160; Bemused, I answer with the expected greeting.<br/><br/>  She's in a tizzy; it's hard to make out what she's saying.&#160; Finally she calms down enough to tell me that last night her grandmother...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314555</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314555</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>A day at the train station.</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314168</comments><description><![CDATA[When in the world am I going to get caught up to now in this blasted journal?&#160; Madrid really threw off my groove - I'm 2 1/2 weeks behind.<br/><br/>  --<br/><br/>  18 May 2008.&#160; 6:06pm.<br/><br/>  I come home from church to find Pervy still sacked out, whining in his sleep (as, I suppose, perverts are wont to do).&#160; It had been one of the longest church blocks I'd ever been to.&#160; During the first hour, I had to translate Sacrament Meeting for a group of German tourists on holiday.&#160; Now, I'v...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314168</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314168</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>A day at the park.</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314086</comments><description><![CDATA[17 May 2008.&#160; 11:28pm.<br/><br/>  My hair is sticky and crinkled from the sea water, leaving a thin crust to dry on my body as I lay out on my towel, soaking in the sun, letting it burrow into my skin and latch onto my bones.<br/><br/>  She stirs on her towel next to mine.&#160; &quot;How is the water?&quot; she asks, peeking (as ever) over her large sunglasses.<br/><br/>  I snicker.&#160; &quot;Oh, you know how it is.&#160; Invigorating, frenetic, tumultuous, exciting.&#160; All of the above.&quot;<br/><br/>  She...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314086</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314086</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>A day at the beach.</title></item><item><author>SanChonino</author><comments>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314014</comments><description><![CDATA[DATELINE:&#160; This last weekend.&#160; Once again, I don't know when.<br/><br/>     MONTERREY, Mexico (AP) -- A car plowed into a weekend bike race along a highway near the U.S.-Mexico border, killing one and injuring 10 others, police said.<br/><br/>    The 28-year-old driver was apparently drunk and fell asleep when he crashed into the race, said police investigator Jose Alfredo Rodriguez.<br/><br/>    <br/><br/>  Holy.&#160; Caca.&#160; Doodie.<br/><br/>  Yes, you're looking at that picture exactly right - the car is pl...]]></description><guid isPermaLink="True">http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314014</guid><link>http://sanchonino.joeuser.com/article/314014</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 08:41:49 -0400</pubDate><pubDateParsed>2008-07-09T12:41:49</pubDateParsed><title>The most disturbing image of the day.</title></item></channel></rss>