<?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-3608158142571494828</id><updated>2012-02-05T08:53:08.064-06:00</updated><category term='viruses'/><category term='Zombie Halo'/><category term='Transition'/><category term='condoms'/><category term='beer'/><category term='riddick'/><category term='Bamboo'/><category term='giant bananas'/><category term='whip support'/><category term='Smash Brothers'/><category term='x-files'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='rental car'/><category term='space the final frontier'/><category term='Q*Bert'/><category term='Resident Evil'/><category term='Murse'/><category term='vampire'/><category 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pants'/><category term='Peeing'/><category term='Fanfare'/><category term='Ninja'/><category term='Schizophrenic'/><category term='psu'/><category term='Beowulf'/><category term='erotic photo hunt'/><category term='yummy pizza'/><category term='Second In Command'/><category term='Xbox Live'/><category term='ivory towers bring may flowers'/><category term='fun places to poop'/><category term='Comics'/><category term='New Website'/><category term='Star wars'/><category term='Simpsons Movie'/><category term='wii'/><category term='The Hulk'/><category term='Cicis'/><category term='website'/><category term='I cut you'/><category term='I am legend'/><category term='FEAR'/><category term='Binary'/><category term='parking spot'/><category term='Die Hard'/><category term='MST3K'/><category term='120 stars'/><category term='farts'/><category term='moustaches and lack there of'/><category term='moustache'/><category term='Use all that dang buffalo'/><category term='Game sale'/><category term='comic con'/><category term='halo 3 multiplayer'/><category term='Zeus'/><category term='Wrigleyville'/><category term='Manpurse'/><category term='bored porn'/><category term='Mario'/><category term='Butthole Pleasures'/><category term='star wars statue'/><title type='text'>Ninja Ken</title><subtitle type='html'>Ninja Ken is a webcomic I make in a spiral notebook. On an average day Ninja Ken will make sweet love to a dozen women and battle seven woolly mammoths.

On a good day he saves the world from wearing pants.

I think its funny, and if you're a human of the ages 13-47 with blonde, brown, black, auburn, mahogany, or chestnut colored hair, you will too.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-9185972855012389715</id><published>2008-02-18T17:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:43:53.928-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www.theninjaken.com'/><title type='text'>[NEW WEBSITE IS GO!!!]</title><content type='html'>Hello chappies!! We've finally got the new website up and running, and will be posting all new Ninja Ken comics and related material to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go there now and enjoy yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theninjaken.com/"&gt;http://theninjaken.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you should feel free to tell people to go there.... please dooooooooooooo ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-9185972855012389715?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/9185972855012389715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=9185972855012389715' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/9185972855012389715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/9185972855012389715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-website-is-go.html' title='[NEW WEBSITE IS GO!!!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6937234361434834301</id><published>2008-02-15T12:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T12:39:07.445-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dusk Til Dawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confusing stick figure physiology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet bloodlust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dethroning'/><title type='text'>[Tommy, hide the dynamite- Mom is coming back!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7XbqxLMFjI/AAAAAAAAARk/YolO1tGwaF8/s1600-h/NK-02-15-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167277675278767666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7XbqxLMFjI/AAAAAAAAARk/YolO1tGwaF8/s320/NK-02-15-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My reign over this fair land is soon coming to a close. In short time, I will play the jester to Kid C's lord. Kid C is more of a fool really; can one be a jester to a fool? Regardless, I will relinquish command. For now. If any of you out there wish to mutiny (that can be a verb and a noun, yes?), or perform a coup, please let me know. Along with command, I must surrender Kid C's copy of Call of Duty 4 for the 360. I am sure he had mentioned how his system had RRoD'd once again and during the time his console was away, I was at play. His console has been repaired and returned, in what seems to me a much quicker response this time around, and I know he is axious to get his Macmillian on. I have tasted the fruits of the game's online multiplayer, and must now make the purchase for myself. It's my addictive personality. I latch onto a game's multiplayer and the play it to death. I rarely reanimate the passion once the next killer multiplayer game comes out. I played Halo2, ChromeHounds, Gears of War, ShadowRun, Halo 3, and now Call of Duty 4 like mad. Looking to the release date lists, I cannot pinpoint the next game that will really tear me away. This is strictly in terms of multiplayer. My guess would be either Gears of War 2 (as of now, still officially unannounced) or Unreal Tournament III. Unreal is up in the air. I don't really go in for the speed freak shooter games as much, so we will see how that plays out. The next I must buy game will probably be Condemned 2. The first one was so good. Probably scariest game I have played. If the multiplayers actually managed to be good, I would be pretty happy, but I am holding out little to no hope for that. Okay, roll out the red carpet this weekend. Kid C will be back posting on Monday. Unless he feels a need to correct or deny association with me and whatever I have tainted his blog with. It's been real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All right ramblers, let's get ramblin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Adam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6937234361434834301?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6937234361434834301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6937234361434834301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6937234361434834301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6937234361434834301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/02/tommy-hide-dynamite-mom-is-coming-back.html' title='[Tommy, hide the dynamite- Mom is coming back!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7XbqxLMFjI/AAAAAAAAARk/YolO1tGwaF8/s72-c/NK-02-15-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7761627734131707686</id><published>2008-02-13T14:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:26:09.954-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mustache'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Urination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schizophrenic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirit Animal'/><title type='text'>[Heavin' Up A Barf]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7NM9BLMFiI/AAAAAAAAARc/qS16lbWb4pI/s1600-h/NK-02-13-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166557808695186978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7NM9BLMFiI/AAAAAAAAARc/qS16lbWb4pI/s320/NK-02-13-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam here. Still acting as Ninja Ken's liaison to the world. Not so much to say today. Wednesdays I generally work from 9 to 9, so posting some witty exchange between myself and my only worthy conversational partner, myself, is difficult to do. One thing to note though, is that one my cats is having an issue that is manifesting itself as a spot of piss on the floor of my home. Repeatedly she has tinkled a cat sized tinkle in the corner by the front door. It's carpet. It can't just be wiped away by Mr. Brawny. Going on a tagent here-just looked up Brawny to check I was right in remembering that particular paper towel brand, and the search results began with some pictures; some featured the Brawny Man with a mustache, and some did not-I believe I would want a mustached man to soak up the liquids in my household. Back to the piss. Each time I find the carpet tinged with my cat's leavings, I must soak it with carpet cleaner and then wait, and then rub vigorously with a damp cloth. I originaly believed it to be the doing of my other cat, but first hand witnessing of the pissing had proven me wrong. I have not ruled out the possibility of them working together, behind the scenes. In any event, the pissing is pissing me off. What does this have to do with Ninja Ken you may ask? Does it need to pertain to the comic at all?- is my answer to a question with another question, giving it with a tone that makes one suspect I am irritated that you, the reader, have interrupted this very important conversation between myself and myself, something I had said I had no time to do. Now you have called attention to my lies. More lies will follow; I promise you that. Kid C has a certain affection for this cat, an affinity. I think of them as each the other's spirit animal. If he were an animal, he would be my cat, and if she was a person, she would be Kid C. Kid Cat. Interesting fact: my cat's mother is also its sister- or some such inbreeding, and she has extra toes. I believe these genetic abnormalities have made her into a stubborn, simple being. Kid C. Perhaps the motive behind the pissing is in response to the severing of the soul connection between the two beasts by his temporary removal from the same state. Whatever the case may be. Stop pissing on my rug. It really brings the room together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Adam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7761627734131707686?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7761627734131707686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7761627734131707686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7761627734131707686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7761627734131707686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/02/heavin-up-barf.html' title='[Heavin&apos; Up A Barf]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7NM9BLMFiI/AAAAAAAAARc/qS16lbWb4pI/s72-c/NK-02-13-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7877464550563557570</id><published>2008-02-11T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T17:38:27.508-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second In Command'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Identity'/><title type='text'>[While Picard is away, Data will play]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7DcPBLMFgI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DhaO5BawZAo/s1600-h/NK-2-11-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7DcPBLMFgI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DhaO5BawZAo/s320/NK-2-11-08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165870923165472258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It's a transitional period for us here at Ninja Ken. And when I say 'us,' I mean Kid C. And when I say 'Kid C,' I mean Colin. There. The cat is out of the bag. The mystery that is the identity of Ninja Ken's blogger is revealed. Before I get to far into this, it may prove relevant that this is not Colin, but Adam. My name is brought up from time to time, so I find it only suiting that I reveal Kid C's name, if he has not done so already- I'm really not sure. Back to the transitional period. Until now (or soon from now), Colin has posted one of his comics and a small blog to go with it three times a week: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. He has done this alone. He was sole creator and executor to this blog. He has done well. But what is a man (besides a terrible little pile of secrets) without a good man or two behind him? Ignoring any possible gay jokes, he is not much. So in comes our friend Marshall, wiz at all things technological- that is to say a wizard, which would be relatively correct if I were to say I was a dwarf and Colin a valkyrie perhaps. Warrior needs food! Marshall shall (if that is not some kind of literary device, it ought to be) run the innards and the ongoings behind a new site and perhaps post as he wishes to it; I don't really know and may very well be speaking out of turn here. And I will begin posting as well. I am thinking a Tuesday, Thursday type thing to compliment Colin's schedule. I get this honor, or chore as it is yet to be determined, due to my long allegiance to both Colin and Ninja Ken. I have, I believe, been the main reader and perhaps target audience since its conception, and more often than not am the spiritual meat of Ray, as he was based of my creation of Hero Ray and integrated into the comic. How this happened I can't quite remember; maybe Colin will inform us all later on. Before I fan-dangled my persona into the strips, Ninja Ken was doing God-knows-what. Sometimes I miss those days. Even I get tired of my judgments. Someone's got to do it. On with today's comic- seeing as how posting it was really my only direct order. Sometimes a soldier has to take initiative. Or something.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Adam (or Synep if I were to sign as mystery man does)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7877464550563557570?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7877464550563557570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7877464550563557570' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7877464550563557570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7877464550563557570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/02/while-picard-is-away-data-will-play.html' title='[While Picard is away, Data will play]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R7DcPBLMFgI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DhaO5BawZAo/s72-c/NK-2-11-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8523589110771370026</id><published>2008-02-08T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:39:59.568-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple makes my skin crawl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star trek'/><title type='text'>[Brian]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R60SHAnD9uI/AAAAAAAAARI/_bqgkdkoV1w/s1600-h/NK-02-08-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R60SHAnD9uI/AAAAAAAAARI/_bqgkdkoV1w/s320/NK-02-08-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164804259296048866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey my buddy is in town, thats why I'm so late with this. As I mentioned before Adam will be at the helm next week, lets hope he doesn't somehow explode blogger with his use of a mac. Oh god I hope he doesn't post somehow using his iPhone. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays comic is about one of the greatest debates of all time. Who was better- Scottie or Welshy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8523589110771370026?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8523589110771370026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8523589110771370026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8523589110771370026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8523589110771370026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/02/brian.html' title='[Brian]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R60SHAnD9uI/AAAAAAAAARI/_bqgkdkoV1w/s72-c/NK-02-08-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-906418313389646385</id><published>2008-02-06T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:45:49.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy Bowl'/><title type='text'>[Look at me, I have friends, Im so great]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6pGPQnD9tI/AAAAAAAAARA/KLk4Imjcteg/s1600-h/NK-02-06-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6pGPQnD9tI/AAAAAAAAARA/KLk4Imjcteg/s320/NK-02-06-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164017150704482002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, its been snow snow snow all the time lately, and I am getting awful sick of these terrible work commutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have buffalo strips in the oven right now. mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I keep going on about the actual Ninja Ken website? I do? I sorry. But yes, its coming, very slowly, but its on its way. In fact I think Ill call up Mr. Marshall and ask him whats what with the logo and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually going to be out of town for work next week, so I think I will leave the posting of the comics that week up to Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are all these names and people confusing and angering to you?.... lets just say get used to it chump, changes are on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic is basically a conversation I had with a friend of mine the day after the superbowl. I wont mention his name, because that would be just to many name drops in one post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(psst, it was Joe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-906418313389646385?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/906418313389646385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=906418313389646385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/906418313389646385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/906418313389646385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/02/look-at-me-i-have-friends-im-so-great.html' title='[Look at me, I have friends, Im so great]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6pGPQnD9tI/AAAAAAAAARA/KLk4Imjcteg/s72-c/NK-02-06-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2058494404587000304</id><published>2008-02-04T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:18:41.383-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joystiq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><title type='text'>[Its actually pretty warm today]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6eb_AnD9sI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lq0So7q8o-I/s1600-h/NK-02-04-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6eb_AnD9sI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lq0So7q8o-I/s320/NK-02-04-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163267004601464514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the ninja ken website is pretty much up and running. It just needs a few layers of spit, polish, and a little bit of the ole html before its ready for the discerning eyes of the internet (all 40 people a day who look). Gotta fix up the logo, gotta make a few links, write a faqs page, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a comic to go along with the superbowl, but haven't drawn it yet, so look forward to it for Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also NK is in the weekly webcomic wrapup over at &lt;a href="http://www.joystiq.com/2008/02/03/weekly-webcomic-wrapup-its-a-gamers-life/"&gt;joystiq.&lt;/a&gt; Be a dear and go read the entries, and if you like mine, then go ahead and click that link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2058494404587000304?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2058494404587000304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2058494404587000304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2058494404587000304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2058494404587000304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-actually-pretty-warm-today.html' title='[Its actually pretty warm today]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6eb_AnD9sI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/lq0So7q8o-I/s72-c/NK-02-04-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7530685073144646857</id><published>2008-02-01T17:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:28:44.762-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nude bananas'/><title type='text'>[Droogs dont run]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6OrEwnD9rI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mrAzqp05Uq0/s1600-h/NK-02-01-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6OrEwnD9rI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mrAzqp05Uq0/s320/NK-02-01-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162157696153286322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi ho, hi ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a comic about the awkward guy that sits across from me and eats bananas sin peel. And very erotically. And it just gives me the willies everytime. And not like the kind that involves boners. Like the kind where you see your life flash in front of your brains and then you smell cabbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7530685073144646857?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7530685073144646857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7530685073144646857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7530685073144646857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7530685073144646857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/02/droogs-dont-run.html' title='[Droogs dont run]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6OrEwnD9rI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mrAzqp05Uq0/s72-c/NK-02-01-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6331572120599693944</id><published>2008-01-30T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:48:01.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smash Brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pew Pew Pew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paper Mario'/><title type='text'>[That's your answer for everything!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6EZ-wnD9qI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BcW2sOVclDw/s1600-h/NK-01-30-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6EZ-wnD9qI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BcW2sOVclDw/s320/NK-01-30-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161435213934622370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since there is a gaming-sized void left in my life until I get my xbox back, I picked up Paper Mario the other day, a game which I had somehow forgotten about since I purchased a Wii. I tell ya what, its a funny game. Within the first 3 minutes there was a scene where Luigi got his turn to shine, and it was just absolutely hilarious. Poor &lt;a href="http://smbssluigiperv.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Luigi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I'm enjoying my time with the game. I haven't played a "&lt;a href="http://smbrosseskeet.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Mario&lt;/a&gt; RPG" since the Seven Star Saga (which was amazing), so this whole hit points and items in a Mario game has thrown me for a bit of a loop, but I'm getting used to it. The game is a weird crossbreed of action/platformer and RPG since all attacks happen in real time &lt;a href="http://www.destructoid.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/07/mario1.jpg"&gt;Mario-fashion&lt;/a&gt;, but underneath it's all based on a RPG system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to explain. Anyways I'm enjoying it, and I think its worth a rental for casual fans, a purchase for anyone who really likes him some &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=rwKOYqMmhow"&gt;Mario&lt;/a&gt;. (Or her, lets not be sexist. Although I think in literary circles it is considered proper to use "him" inclusively. Or maybe I made that up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the comic today got boiled up in my brain from all the Smash Bros malarkey thats been going on the nets recently. Pew Pew Pew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6331572120599693944?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6331572120599693944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6331572120599693944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6331572120599693944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6331572120599693944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/thats-your-answer-for-everything.html' title='[That&apos;s your answer for everything!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R6EZ-wnD9qI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BcW2sOVclDw/s72-c/NK-01-30-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6567984849854213210</id><published>2008-01-28T16:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:13:54.737-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken 360s make boners die'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mafia'/><title type='text'>[Mafia Bar]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R55fxAnD9mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/v1eO3dHiT6A/s1600-h/NK-01-28-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R55fxAnD9mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/v1eO3dHiT6A/s320/NK-01-28-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160667518595233378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.neoglam.com/oldsite/images/ActionJeans650.jpg"&gt;For some reason&lt;/a&gt; I said these lines this weekend, and Adam and I thought it was hilarious. &lt;a href="http://ironcook.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Bam!&lt;/a&gt; Ninja Ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my 360 &lt;a href="http://ferncanyonpress.com/vampires/images/chrislee.gif"&gt;coffin&lt;/a&gt; today. Goodbye my little friend, see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6567984849854213210?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6567984849854213210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6567984849854213210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6567984849854213210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6567984849854213210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/mafia-bar.html' title='[Mafia Bar]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R55fxAnD9mI/AAAAAAAAAQI/v1eO3dHiT6A/s72-c/NK-01-28-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8866372088807118622</id><published>2008-01-25T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:13:47.314-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mario 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><title type='text'>[A Guy Shot Through Space, Part 3]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5pqcAnD9lI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f8LlSDBnTpc/s1600-h/NK-01-25-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5pqcAnD9lI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f8LlSDBnTpc/s320/NK-01-25-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159553352539043410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the final installment of the guy gets shot through space thinger. I originally had all intentions of killing off the guy in a variety of &lt;a href="http://c3podoesnotholdback.ytmnd.com/"&gt;different ways &lt;/a&gt;I thought up, but I had just grown so attached to the poor blighter, I couldn't bring myself to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um its really cold here in Illinois. Like hobo-killing cold. Lucky for me I prebought &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?id=pcmprd82100050000&amp;amp;skuId=999982200050000&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;childSku=8641525&amp;amp;count=2"&gt;Turok&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8866372088807118622?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8866372088807118622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8866372088807118622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8866372088807118622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8866372088807118622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/guy-shot-through-space-part-3.html' title='[A Guy Shot Through Space, Part 3]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5pqcAnD9lI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f8LlSDBnTpc/s72-c/NK-01-25-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8269114980717256762</id><published>2008-01-23T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:22:11.072-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space the final frontier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead box'/><title type='text'>[A Guy Shot Through Space, Part 2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5fXEAnD9kI/AAAAAAAAAP4/sVKWFS0R0jM/s1600-h/NK-01-23-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5fXEAnD9kI/AAAAAAAAAP4/sVKWFS0R0jM/s320/NK-01-23-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158828362059478594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently a few people have been commenting on my posts with useful, or even interesting information, and shame on me I never gave any indication that I saw their comments. So let me just say thank you to the people who take the time to comment, it lets me know that at least one other person read that days comic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention my &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=DQDYz808bk0"&gt;xbox&lt;/a&gt; is dead again? Well in 4-5 business days I should be getting my coffin. Great. I am half tempted to just go buy an elite and say F-IT to that whole &lt;a href="http://gamasutra.com/features/20060719/360factory.jpg"&gt;scene&lt;/a&gt;. But thats a good amount of money.... money that could be spent not re-buying shit I already own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but the elite looks so BA.... hmmmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I bring you the second installment of the Guy Shot Through Space story. Are you prepared for the dramatic conclusion on Friday? Here's a &lt;a href="http://home.datacomm.ch/mpuppis/merchandising/books_fsbook2_big.jpg"&gt;hint&lt;/a&gt; for the direction I'm taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8269114980717256762?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8269114980717256762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8269114980717256762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8269114980717256762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8269114980717256762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/guy-shot-through-space-part-2.html' title='[A Guy Shot Through Space, Part 2]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5fXEAnD9kI/AAAAAAAAAP4/sVKWFS0R0jM/s72-c/NK-01-23-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3421064862297708871</id><published>2008-01-21T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:47:57.650-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken 360s make boners die'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><title type='text'>[A Guy Shot Through Space, Part 1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5Ugl5C0vdI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tBdxgfZgpFg/s1600-h/NK-01-21-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5Ugl5C0vdI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tBdxgfZgpFg/s320/NK-01-21-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158064783562685906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Xbox 360 is bust again. My poor, poor box already had to be replaced once during the great &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brickings&lt;/span&gt; of early 07, only to suffer the boring death of 3-red-sections within the first weeks of 08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sad day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note- hopefully, the promised Ninja Ken website will be up and running soon. YOU HEAR THAT MARDUKE? FINISH IT, DO MY BIDDING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I shall bring you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Guy Shot Through Space&lt;/span&gt;, an epic in 3 parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3421064862297708871?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3421064862297708871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3421064862297708871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3421064862297708871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3421064862297708871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/guy-shot-through-space-part-1.html' title='[A Guy Shot Through Space, Part 1]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5Ugl5C0vdI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tBdxgfZgpFg/s72-c/NK-01-21-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8640025907325466258</id><published>2008-01-18T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:31:50.552-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='x-files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Call of duty'/><title type='text'>[Lambda Lamda Lambda]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5EyR5C0vaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/F1brRnLUUxg/s1600-h/NK-01-18-08a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5EyR5C0vaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/F1brRnLUUxg/s320/NK-01-18-08a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156958331267759522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5EyZpC0vbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/eCCYGR1FLkU/s1600-h/NK-01-18-08b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5EyZpC0vbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/eCCYGR1FLkU/s320/NK-01-18-08b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156958464411745714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5EygZC0vcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/OTvv88sc8g4/s1600-h/NK-01-18-08c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5EygZC0vcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/OTvv88sc8g4/s320/NK-01-18-08c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156958580375862722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to work today, which blew. Not as hard however as the fact that I have to go in to work tomorrow. And if I don't finish up what I'm supposed to do, maybe Sunday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started playing &lt;a href="http://i.blasteroids.com/screenshots/standard/cod4_modern_warfare_x360ps3_1.jpg"&gt;COD4&lt;/a&gt; multiplayer, it reminds me a lot of &lt;a href="http://cssnewcomer.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Counter Strike&lt;/a&gt;, and is very enjoyable. Although the whole gun-unlocking thing just means that its way easier for experienced players to kill up the n00bs like me. Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also beat (finally) Half Life 2! Wooo. And started on Episode 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, heres a whole barrel full of comics for you to make up for the Ken-less week. Hope you enjoy! Oh, and I even included the pony-tail guy one. FYI there was some anthropologist dude on a X-Files I watched this week, and he inspired the &lt;a href="http://post.oftheday.com.au/images/fresh-prince-of-bel-air-will-smith.jpg"&gt;character&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8640025907325466258?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8640025907325466258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8640025907325466258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8640025907325466258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8640025907325466258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/lambda-lamda-lambda.html' title='[Lambda Lamda Lambda]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R5EyR5C0vaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/F1brRnLUUxg/s72-c/NK-01-18-08a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3600723352075765239</id><published>2008-01-16T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:31:33.857-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>[still sick]</title><content type='html'>so i finally went to see a doc today, turns out i have bronchitis? Laaaaaaaame. Earliest I can go back to work is Friday, if I feel good.... so yeah, there goes a third of my vacation days for the entire year... oh fuck fuck fuck thats shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only made one new comic in the last few days and its about some guy who has a pony tail? I dunno, i think the fever made me do it. So again, no new comic today. sorry everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come hell or high water there will be a new comic friday, if not several to make up for me pussing out. (i might even include the weird pony-tail-guy one) so come back then!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3600723352075765239?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3600723352075765239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3600723352075765239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3600723352075765239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3600723352075765239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-sick.html' title='[still sick]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-574894519992460913</id><published>2008-01-14T16:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:05:08.220-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>[sick]</title><content type='html'>So I took off work today because I'm horribly sick. As of 30 seconds ago I'm rocking a fever of 103.8. I wonder when I'm supposed to go to the emergency room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so no new comic. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN (I hope)&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-574894519992460913?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/574894519992460913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=574894519992460913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/574894519992460913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/574894519992460913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/sick.html' title='[sick]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3663157065051893554</id><published>2008-01-11T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T17:07:50.706-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grinding'/><title type='text'>[Grinding Raptors]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4f1_ZC0vZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/nOCMnzvbJ4s/s1600-h/NK-01-11-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4f1_ZC0vZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/nOCMnzvbJ4s/s320/NK-01-11-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154358767952117138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So theres a &lt;a href="http://grindgears.ytmnd.com/"&gt;grinding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://grindgears.ytmnd.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;noise coming from my tower, and its beginning to concern me. I'm pretty sure its the slightly-to-large-for-the-case &lt;a href="http://www.pcper.com/images/reviews/332/psu.jpg"&gt;PSU&lt;/a&gt; I wedged into there so I could run the graphics card I bought last year. Ugh, I really dont feel like opening that thing up only to discover something horrible has happened. Maybe if I wait it out, it will just go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know like I did with the herp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking, joking, jeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3663157065051893554?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3663157065051893554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3663157065051893554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3663157065051893554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3663157065051893554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/grinding-raptors.html' title='[Grinding Raptors]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4f1_ZC0vZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/nOCMnzvbJ4s/s72-c/NK-01-11-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5285533586269371828</id><published>2008-01-09T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:27:28.102-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British Folk'/><title type='text'>[Best Buy Blows Goats]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4VxFpC0vYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/aBljDx-Mf38/s1600-h/NK-01-09-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4VxFpC0vYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/aBljDx-Mf38/s320/NK-01-09-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153649690326384002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't want to go into the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;, but I called best buy the other night and was assured they did in fact have &lt;a href="http://www.shirtstobuy.com/t/data/upimages/subfolders/guitarhero/guitarhero_highrez.gif"&gt;Guitar Hero 3&lt;/a&gt; in the store. I get there, and yes they do have 12 copies, but they cannot let me exchange my broken guitar for one because they are holding them for a sale on Sunday. Thats the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some additional highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager asked me if I had a product replacement plan for it, like it was a fucking &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Sf216f4MMrc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;bogus&lt;/a&gt; 360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been "illegal by the MSRP if we sell you one of the ones on hold".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that "To guarantee you get a copy of the game you should just get here really early Sunday morning and be first in line for the sale!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words Best Buy- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.furnitureporn.com/"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/a&gt; BULLSHOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, did you hear you can get yourself a free copy of a mutated Portal? If you gots yourself some sweet Nvidia card in your PC, then &lt;a href="http://www.steampowered.com/v/index.php?area=news&amp;amp;id=1398&amp;amp;cc=US"&gt;GET&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I do believe that all &lt;a href="http://www.msmasterpiece.com/archive/05archive/05october/crazy-british.jpg"&gt;British&lt;/a&gt; people do is walk about from pub to pub saying things like "tikkity-tonk" and discussing why soccer rules, and America just blows. Y'know, for the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5285533586269371828?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5285533586269371828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5285533586269371828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5285533586269371828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5285533586269371828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/best-buy-blows-goats.html' title='[Best Buy Blows Goats]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4VxFpC0vYI/AAAAAAAAAPI/aBljDx-Mf38/s72-c/NK-01-09-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1794935963007724129</id><published>2008-01-07T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:45:36.961-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wuv'/><title type='text'>[Ken &lt;3's Keena]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4K1TZC0vXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GJLxjl3hsDw/s1600-h/NK-01-07-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4K1TZC0vXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GJLxjl3hsDw/s320/NK-01-07-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152880268410142066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, hasn't everyone wanted to respond to imbecilic &lt;a href="http://thejacklook.ytmnd.com/"&gt;female&lt;/a&gt; questions with something along these lines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuv,&lt;br /&gt;Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1794935963007724129?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1794935963007724129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1794935963007724129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1794935963007724129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1794935963007724129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/juggs-mcgee.html' title='[Ken &lt;3&apos;s Keena]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R4K1TZC0vXI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GJLxjl3hsDw/s72-c/NK-01-07-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1577740897189698416</id><published>2008-01-04T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:25:59.929-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Compass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox Live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burrito'/><title type='text'>[Myxboxspacelive]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R369iJC0vWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RvHefJQPrGQ/s1600-h/NK-01-04-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R369iJC0vWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RvHefJQPrGQ/s320/NK-01-04-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151763417999392098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I beat Mario Galaxy. Not 120 stars beat, just 60 stars and overall it was very good. But I don't know if its the whole jaded, &lt;a href="http://www.soundflavor.com/track.php?trackId=1813987"&gt;loveless&lt;/a&gt; life I have forged for myself or what, but I did not enjoy it nearly as much as Mario 64.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand I went and saw the Golden Compass the other night, and I thought that that little talking cat was just the &lt;a href="http://www.cittagazze.com/images/adaptations_film_apercus_personnages_daemons/08_10_07_pan.jpg"&gt;cutest little thing&lt;/a&gt; ever. So my dark icey heart must still have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; emotions left inside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even found myself yearning for a talking cat while I was sitting there. And usually I only yearn after burritos. MMMmmmmm. &lt;a href="http://www.pancheros.com/"&gt;burrito&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to run over to Best Buy and pick up COD4. I feel like shooting up some very well rendered foos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic is inspired by that creepy fuck who &lt;a href="http://www.joystiq.com/2008/01/02/halo-stalker-arrested-after-making-2-600-mile-trip/"&gt;stalked those kids across&lt;/a&gt;, like the entirety of the Americas. Sick fuck, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aE36LfOWWMc"&gt;sick fuck&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1577740897189698416?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1577740897189698416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1577740897189698416' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1577740897189698416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1577740897189698416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/myxboxspacelive.html' title='[Myxboxspacelive]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R369iJC0vWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RvHefJQPrGQ/s72-c/NK-01-04-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1971664484426394238</id><published>2008-01-02T17:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:25:45.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='120 stars'/><title type='text'>[Lets go microwave, I'm in a hurry here]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3wc8ZC0vVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZcpxmfXQ4oE/s1600-h/NK-01-02-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3wc8ZC0vVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZcpxmfXQ4oE/s320/NK-01-02-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151023897645464914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New years was good fun, I think? Not as good as some years, but way better than the time I just sat around a basement and played Mario Kart: Double Dash. That's not even a fun game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I am off to go work on Mario Galaxy! 120 stars here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1971664484426394238?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1971664484426394238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1971664484426394238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1971664484426394238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1971664484426394238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-go-microwave-im-in-hurry-here.html' title='[Lets go microwave, I&apos;m in a hurry here]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3wc8ZC0vVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ZcpxmfXQ4oE/s72-c/NK-01-02-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7298818173338263432</id><published>2007-12-31T15:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T16:05:02.197-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>[Happy New Year's Boners]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3lniZC0vUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/L_ftePsudRc/s1600-h/NK-12-31-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3lniZC0vUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/L_ftePsudRc/s320/NK-12-31-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150261489410817346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years Everyone! Don't drink and drive, don't put the wrong end of the cigars in your mouths, and don't shatter your champagne glasses on the toasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the new year Ninja Ken will finally be moving to an actual website instead of blogger! Its all set up and ready to be spot checked before I start posting their so it may still be a week or two off, but it's on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo to the Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7298818173338263432?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7298818173338263432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7298818173338263432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7298818173338263432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7298818173338263432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-years-boners.html' title='[Happy New Year&apos;s Boners]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3lniZC0vUI/AAAAAAAAAOo/L_ftePsudRc/s72-c/NK-12-31-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6476603147137734653</id><published>2007-12-29T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T12:24:09.493-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mario Galaxy'/><title type='text'>[Hello Joe, whatdoya know? I just got back from the bloodhound show.]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3aM6pC0vTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/qPSUKXLIMis/s1600-h/NK-12-29-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3aM6pC0vTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/qPSUKXLIMis/s320/NK-12-29-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149458163022740786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, I know I didn't make my friday post. Make me feel bad why dontcha? I was too busy drinking Manhattans that tasted just like salad to get around to it. Srry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;a href="http://www.x-entertainment.com/articles/0872/mario3.gif"&gt;Mario&lt;/a&gt; Galaxy is great, its good, its wonderful. But its not as good as Mario 64, not by a longshot. The entire driving force behind the game is the exploration of these little islands floating in space, and how you move from one to the other solving puzzles and killing baddies till you get to the &lt;a href="http://buzzcine.com/ig/galleries/tv/c/californication/David_Duchovny_6.jpg"&gt;star&lt;/a&gt;. And thats the main reason I don't like the game as much. I enjoyed being in the mushroom kingdom far far better than floating through the almost scenery-free landscape that is &lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/images/content/108423main_shuttle_cutaway.jpg"&gt;space&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the game seems a little less Mario to me than it should seem. I mean the controls are spot on, but the game does not make you take advantage of all of Mario's jumps, a basic in 3D Mario gameplay. I have 42 stars so far and can only think of maybe 2 situations when I had to use anything other than standard single &lt;a href="http://www.funnyhub.com/pictures/img/sumo-ski-jumping.jpg"&gt;jumps&lt;/a&gt;. And that just doesn't seem right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other gaming news my Guitar Hero 3 guitar is bust which is supra lame. I have the "first button frets along with 2nd and 3rd" &lt;a href="http://www.guitarhero.com/forums/14/forum_topics/3075"&gt;problem&lt;/a&gt;, as well as an auto-firing star power, which make the game much more frustrating than it should be. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am gonna run now, got some shopping to do with Mr. Adam, then tonight I'm going out for a friends 24th bday. Woo for slowly dieing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6476603147137734653?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6476603147137734653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6476603147137734653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6476603147137734653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6476603147137734653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-joe-whatdoya-know-i-just-got-back.html' title='[Hello Joe, whatdoya know? I just got back from the bloodhound show.]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3aM6pC0vTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/qPSUKXLIMis/s72-c/NK-12-29-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-4070320331433878429</id><published>2007-12-26T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T20:09:23.730-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun times'/><title type='text'>[Gumbercules? I love that guy!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3MHo5C0vSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rYnD3YHwPUU/s1600-h/mario+tries.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3MHo5C0vSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rYnD3YHwPUU/s320/mario+tries.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148467198103436578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello, so the X-mas has left my &lt;a href="http://hackedgadgets.com/wp-content/_nes_wallet.jpg"&gt;wallet&lt;/a&gt; a little emptier, but my games library richer. I now am the proud owner of Mario Galaxy, Umbrella Chronicles, and GH3 on the 360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give a full low-down, but I don't feel like goin into any details right now because I plan on hitting up a quick hour of &lt;a href="http://www.nioutaik.fr/images/dossier21/drague7.jpg"&gt;Mario&lt;/a&gt; before I watch an epi of &lt;a href="http://www.mst3k.com/"&gt;MST3K &lt;/a&gt;and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have my Ninja Ken spiral within arms reach, so instead heres another quick sketch of mario. I do think I'm getting better with the drawing pen thingy, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-4070320331433878429?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/4070320331433878429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=4070320331433878429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4070320331433878429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4070320331433878429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/gumbercules-i-love-that-guy.html' title='[Gumbercules? I love that guy!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3MHo5C0vSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/rYnD3YHwPUU/s72-c/mario+tries.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3157854386820153488</id><published>2007-12-24T15:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T16:15:36.309-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>[And I'm his friend Jesus!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3Ail5C0vRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9wrUTxVjuhg/s1600-h/NK-12-24-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3Ail5C0vRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9wrUTxVjuhg/s320/NK-12-24-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147652408447646994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry &lt;a href="http://battlepope2.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Christmas&lt;/a&gt; everyone who celebrates it! And if you don't, then merry &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Festivus"&gt;whateveryawant&lt;/a&gt; to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3157854386820153488?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3157854386820153488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3157854386820153488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3157854386820153488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3157854386820153488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-im-his-friend-jesus.html' title='[And I&apos;m his friend Jesus!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R3Ail5C0vRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9wrUTxVjuhg/s72-c/NK-12-24-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-4193122961457414628</id><published>2007-12-21T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T19:26:19.307-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian sausage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couches'/><title type='text'>[The important thing is I'm meeting new people]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2xnspC0vQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JB5TiY0XMvg/s1600-h/NK-12-21-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2xnspC0vQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JB5TiY0XMvg/s320/NK-12-21-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146602490807237890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ello there! I just got back from a long day driving up to Wisconsin for work! So I am going to go get some italian sausages, then drink lotsa beer, then fall asleep on someones couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-4193122961457414628?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/4193122961457414628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=4193122961457414628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4193122961457414628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4193122961457414628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/important-thing-is-im-meeting-new.html' title='[The important thing is I&apos;m meeting new people]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2xnspC0vQI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JB5TiY0XMvg/s72-c/NK-12-21-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-842987798329664180</id><published>2007-12-19T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T17:45:02.227-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot dogs'/><title type='text'>[but you dont want to end up old and lonely... LIKE ZOIDBERG!!!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2msjJC0vOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xsygNvCSJZU/s1600-h/NK-12-19-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2msjJC0vOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xsygNvCSJZU/s320/NK-12-19-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145833768970665186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no time to chat, I need to go make myself &lt;a href="http://www.mlive.com/cgi-bin/prxy/weblog_photos/nph-cache.cgi/cache=3000;/mtlogs/mlive_thebenchwarmer/images/hotdog.jpg"&gt;hotdogs&lt;/a&gt;, and then go &lt;a href="http://zoidbergisbetterthenyou.ytmnd.com/"&gt;X-Mas&lt;/a&gt; shopping! No time, No time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-842987798329664180?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/842987798329664180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=842987798329664180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/842987798329664180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/842987798329664180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/but-you-dont-want-to-end-up-old-and.html' title='[but you dont want to end up old and lonely... LIKE ZOIDBERG!!!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2msjJC0vOI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xsygNvCSJZU/s72-c/NK-12-19-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7380831619810687874</id><published>2007-12-17T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:27:35.529-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being a douche'/><title type='text'>[What was that? A tar dolphin? .. Or a tar shark!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2cFeZC0vNI/AAAAAAAAANw/fLXF334egMQ/s1600-h/NK-12-17-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2cFeZC0vNI/AAAAAAAAANw/fLXF334egMQ/s320/NK-12-17-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145087118971026642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word of warning, do not go see I Am Legend. It is not good. Well maybe that is a bit too harsh, let me say instead, there is nothing good about it. Ok, well that's also untrue. The sets look amazing, and that dog is kickass, everything else is meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could rattle off a whole buncha things that really make this movie not worth your, my, or your Aunt Sal's money, but instead I will just say 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Those were really shitty vampires. I mean the vampires in &lt;a href="http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/2667/1995/hi/bloodrayne_03.jpg"&gt;Bloodrayne &lt;/a&gt;looked better.&lt;br /&gt;2. Why did we get flashbacks about him driving to a helicopter? Where were the flashbacks of the whole &lt;a href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k63/Sigil_01/AkiraBlastMovieExample1.jpg"&gt;end of civilization &lt;/a&gt;thing?&lt;br /&gt;3. Did the people responsible for this even read the book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH. Now I'm all grumpy. Here is a comic, I got the idea off that oldass video of &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=PcGFVcb500Q"&gt;that jackass&lt;/a&gt; (the best part is the girl yelling at the very end of that) yelling out the ending of some Harry Potter book to a whole line of people waiting for it. Bravo guy, you're a douchebag. (although I do not like Harry Potter for the record)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7380831619810687874?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7380831619810687874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7380831619810687874' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7380831619810687874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7380831619810687874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-was-that-tar-dolphin-or-tar-shark.html' title='[What was that? A tar dolphin? .. Or a tar shark!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2cFeZC0vNI/AAAAAAAAANw/fLXF334egMQ/s72-c/NK-12-17-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-997870662031127636</id><published>2007-12-14T17:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T18:29:57.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='towels'/><title type='text'>[It's Funny Because it's Poisonous!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2MUlpC0vMI/AAAAAAAAANo/kIF5FWaW5DQ/s1600-h/NK-12-14-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2MUlpC0vMI/AAAAAAAAANo/kIF5FWaW5DQ/s320/NK-12-14-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143977836292652226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had my yearly status-report at work. Turns out I'm great. Go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I may end up going out for drinks, or going to see &lt;a href="http://www.snortyville.com/assets/images/Vampire_by_JNL__wikipedia__public_domain.PNG"&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/a&gt;. Depending on the whim of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to work! Yeah, on a &lt;a href="http://lumberganswer.ytmnd.com/"&gt;Saturday&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, exactly what happened in today's comic occurred!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-997870662031127636?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/997870662031127636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=997870662031127636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/997870662031127636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/997870662031127636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-funny-because-its-poisonous.html' title='[It&apos;s Funny Because it&apos;s Poisonous!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2MUlpC0vMI/AAAAAAAAANo/kIF5FWaW5DQ/s72-c/NK-12-14-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6763307554864277766</id><published>2007-12-12T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:38:52.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olive Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mario'/><title type='text'>[Ma Pa, our precious ranch!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2C3FCmexrI/AAAAAAAAANg/Jo8YtBahpPs/s1600-h/frowny+mario.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2C3FCmexrI/AAAAAAAAANg/Jo8YtBahpPs/s320/frowny+mario.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143312071682606770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I worked till 7, picked up my car from the mechanic (whom tried to screw me, of course), and then ate at olive garden with a bunch of people. It was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I did what I have done every night this week, watched Futurama. Weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no humor in me tonight, heres a pic I just doodled of Mario looking frowny. And he has monkey-arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN-&lt;br /&gt;Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6763307554864277766?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6763307554864277766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6763307554864277766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6763307554864277766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6763307554864277766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/ma-pa-our-precious-ranch.html' title='[Ma Pa, our precious ranch!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R2C3FCmexrI/AAAAAAAAANg/Jo8YtBahpPs/s72-c/frowny+mario.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-4242971447333168016</id><published>2007-12-10T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:49:33.451-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rental car'/><title type='text'>[Wanna Make Shrinky Dinks?]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R14ItymexqI/AAAAAAAAANY/KeFsgVJbWwY/s1600-h/NK-12-10-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R14ItymexqI/AAAAAAAAANY/KeFsgVJbWwY/s320/NK-12-10-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142557407273993890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dropped my car off to get the &lt;a href="http://www.totallyabsurd.com/dog%20bumper.GIF"&gt;bumper&lt;/a&gt; fixed up. Some baffoon forgot to check behind him when backing up in a parking lot and hit me. Even though I was right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tooled abouts town in a rental car today, a Ford Taurus. Handled ok, not as smooth. Hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to get back into my good ole Accord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beat &lt;a href="http://masseffect.bioware.com/galacticcodex/revelation_prologue_01.html"&gt;Mass Effect&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. Overall it was an amazing game, I actually felt kind bummed when it was over. Like when you reach the end of a really good series of books. But it was also a very technically flawed game, as I am sure you are well aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately started playing the Witcher. So far the camera is bugging me, and I wish I could use a game controller, but otherwise it looks promsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going to watch futurama the rest of the night. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-4242971447333168016?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/4242971447333168016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=4242971447333168016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4242971447333168016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4242971447333168016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/wanna-make-shrinky-dinks.html' title='[Wanna Make Shrinky Dinks?]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R14ItymexqI/AAAAAAAAANY/KeFsgVJbWwY/s72-c/NK-12-10-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3910282213120881915</id><published>2007-12-07T17:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T17:43:30.568-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gold jacket green jacket who gives a shit?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>[Snowjob]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1nWnqoCwZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_I2pzS6_cQ0/s1600-h/NK-12-07-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1nWnqoCwZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_I2pzS6_cQ0/s320/NK-12-07-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141376426565616018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the &lt;a href="http://img127.imageshack.us/img127/9106/snowjob7da.jpg"&gt;snow&lt;/a&gt; has finally started in earnest round these here parts. My car was all going WHOOSH and SKREE last night driving back from the local Irish pub (the buffalo chicken sammich is to die for).  I like the snow, but when it gets in the way of me going places, I like it much less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working through Mass Effect, I'm trying to do all the missions, and it seems that for every one I finish, two more pop up. Its semi-infuriating, I just want to have no missions for 5 minutes game! One thing I have noticed is that all the armors and weapons are basically just &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=NBhMgJOVn_E"&gt;pallet &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=NBhMgJOVn_E"&gt;swaps&lt;/a&gt;, with very few discernible changes between models.  Thats something I want you to change for the next one, ya hear Bioware?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays comic is a little slice of relationship pie brought to you by the letter M. His hair looks silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3910282213120881915?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3910282213120881915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3910282213120881915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3910282213120881915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3910282213120881915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/snowjob.html' title='[Snowjob]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1nWnqoCwZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_I2pzS6_cQ0/s72-c/NK-12-07-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7051368758213436200</id><published>2007-12-05T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T19:57:48.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superbad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cicis'/><title type='text'>[SuperGrood]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1dW25DuH1I/AAAAAAAAANI/yZ3k__Htwog/s1600-h/NK-12-05-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1dW25DuH1I/AAAAAAAAANI/yZ3k__Htwog/s320/NK-12-05-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140673000696061778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I picked up &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57hg73L48X8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;SuperBad&lt;/a&gt; on the way home from work. It's some crazy zip-boom fancy 2 disc edition. So woo for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a less awesome note I ate at &lt;a href="http://www.cicispizza.com/Default_flash.asp"&gt;CiCis Pizza&lt;/a&gt; for lunch today... and spent more time in the bathroom than at my cubicle for the rest of the work day. Lets just say, I think I died a little today, and wont be going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a comic about things that can be done to while away the day at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7051368758213436200?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7051368758213436200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7051368758213436200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7051368758213436200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7051368758213436200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/supergrood.html' title='[SuperGrood]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1dW25DuH1I/AAAAAAAAANI/yZ3k__Htwog/s72-c/NK-12-05-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7167709608222072901</id><published>2007-12-03T18:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:19:58.893-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pc Compulsion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Witcher'/><title type='text'>[Which Witch]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1Sm3gngkCI/AAAAAAAAANA/9WR9y0V4P-0/s1600-R/NK-12-03-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1Sm3gngkCI/AAAAAAAAANA/Sz8P3v_NfQs/s320/NK-12-03-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139916547315240994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i let my gaurd down today for a few minutes, and then BAM! I'm walking out of best buy clutching &lt;a href="http://news.filefront.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/thewitcher.jpg"&gt;The Witcher&lt;/a&gt; in my grubby paws. Yes I had planned on getting around to buying it, but I did not plan on buying it today by any means. To better understand why and how this happened, you must know a little more about my poor bent psyche. See, I consider myself a console gamer... but I have always dabbled in PC games, like the &lt;a href="http://sleazetothetop.ytmnd.com/"&gt;business exec&lt;/a&gt; who only does &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; coke-y'know just to get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And I haven't snorted any delicious PC game in a long, long time. It pretty much is like an irrational compulsion, but if i don't periodically buy some sort of PC game, I get all antsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today's comic, you gotta do the guest character's voice to get the full effect. Oh, and that's all a lie, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, and also blogger is having issues with opening pictures right now, thats why it makes you download them. And for that, they should be ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7167709608222072901?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7167709608222072901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7167709608222072901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7167709608222072901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7167709608222072901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/12/which-witch.html' title='[Which Witch]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1Sm3gngkCI/AAAAAAAAANA/Sz8P3v_NfQs/s72-c/NK-12-03-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2307663482114690630</id><published>2007-11-30T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:16:49.974-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pee in a Printer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Binary'/><title type='text'>[machine code]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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01100110 01101111 01110010 00100000 01110100 01101001 01101101 01100101 00100000 01110100 01110010 01100001 01110110 01100101 01101100 00100000 01101111 01110110 01100101 01110010 00100000 01100001 01101110 01100100 00100000 01101111 01110110 01100101 01110010 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01101101 01111001 00100000 01101000 01100101 01100001 01100100 00101100 00100000 01100001 01101110 01100100 00100000 01101001 01110100 00100000 01101011 01100101 01100101 01110000 01110011 00100000 01101101 01100001 01101011 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01101101 01100101 00100000 01110011 01101101 01101001 01101100 01100101 00101110&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2307663482114690630?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2307663482114690630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2307663482114690630' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2307663482114690630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2307663482114690630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/machine-code.html' title='[machine code]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R1CZXAngj_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/RSvrbtxigbM/s72-c/NK-11-30-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5984507588528702809</id><published>2007-11-28T20:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T20:19:21.856-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futurama'/><title type='text'>[benders big score]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R04hk-LCUfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/I3uNEQZMpmE/s1600-h/NK-11-28-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R04hk-LCUfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/I3uNEQZMpmE/s320/NK-11-28-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138081143924609522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I just bought the&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/gadgets/clips/futurama-benders-big-score-dvd-trailer-307974.php"&gt; new futurama movie&lt;/a&gt;. woop woop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am going to go play mass effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5984507588528702809?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5984507588528702809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5984507588528702809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5984507588528702809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5984507588528702809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/benders-big-score.html' title='[benders big score]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R04hk-LCUfI/AAAAAAAAAL0/I3uNEQZMpmE/s72-c/NK-11-28-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6386390863344305493</id><published>2007-11-26T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:19:51.307-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grendel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beowulf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fanfare'/><title type='text'>[A wild pikaboss appears]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0tiV9KbRtI/AAAAAAAAALs/tc6WW1MzAVM/s1600-h/NK-11-26-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0tiV9KbRtI/AAAAAAAAALs/tc6WW1MzAVM/s320/NK-11-26-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137307929281251026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw Beowulf last night. It left me feeling awkward. Parts were jawesome in a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtZOKGeOlIY"&gt;"I can't believe that just fucking happened"&lt;/a&gt; way. And then other parts were just so stupid my friend's-brother's Gears of War FanFics look genius in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres some short complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was Grendel a redneck? He shoulda looked more like &lt;a href="http://comicpants.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/previewsgrendel.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. (see how clever I can be?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was with the whole diddling Grendel's mom thing? That wasn't in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why if he was fighting naked did they strategically place things over his dong? If I'm adult enough to have to see his ass while he jumps all over the place lets see that shrunken little cg pecker. Go on Hollywood, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dare&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today's comic, sometimes I swear to god I hear the Final Fantasy fight song when I'm talking to my boss, and as soon as he walks away the fanfare plays.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z_Qdn_pVY7Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Duh duh duh duh duh duh-duh-duh-duh! &lt;/a&gt;(wow, I remember her looking different)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z_Qdn_pVY7Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6386390863344305493?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6386390863344305493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6386390863344305493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6386390863344305493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6386390863344305493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/wild-pikaboss-appears.html' title='[A wild pikaboss appears]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0tiV9KbRtI/AAAAAAAAALs/tc6WW1MzAVM/s72-c/NK-11-26-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2856132907749233268</id><published>2007-11-24T11:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:15:17.658-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bioware'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mass effect'/><title type='text'>[Mass Effect: Way Better Than Titan AE]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0hpbdKbRsI/AAAAAAAAALk/EIel7sdzEZM/s1600-h/NK-11-24-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0hpbdKbRsI/AAAAAAAAALk/EIel7sdzEZM/s320/NK-11-24-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136471295421793986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've put about 9 hours in on Mass Effect so far. And wowsers, it's good. Anyone who enjoyed KOTOR, or any of Bioware's previous titles will feel at home after about 30 minutes of play, although the combat is even a bit less RPG than Jade Empire (Bioware has been moving in that direction it seems). Especially if you're a scifi nerd, there's a lot to take in and get excited about here. Of course many of the technical issues reported in reviews I also noticed: graphical pop-in, problems with voice sync, game crashes (well just once so far actually), and about a half dozen more flaws that would cripple my love for any other game. The thing is, even though I noticed these things... I really, really don't care, the game is still far too good. So yes, this game is definately an epic step forward for the medium, just as Bioshock was before it. Go and buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aspect I actually had the most issues with was actually the character creation system. I set out trying to make a cool lookin BA, but no matter how much time I put into it (2+ hours) all I got was some sort of mutant creature, or a creepy looking dude with a molester stache. So frustrated and alone, I accepted the preset model, something that is usually an anathema to me when I am given the option to craft my own character. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2856132907749233268?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2856132907749233268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2856132907749233268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2856132907749233268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2856132907749233268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/mass-effect-way-better-than-titan-ae.html' title='[Mass Effect: Way Better Than Titan AE]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0hpbdKbRsI/AAAAAAAAALk/EIel7sdzEZM/s72-c/NK-11-24-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5355423283856757544</id><published>2007-11-23T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:06:05.485-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mass effect'/><title type='text'>[srry]</title><content type='html'>Hey its the day after thanksgiving and all I want to do is feel fat and content, and play mass effect. Therefor, no new comic today! But ill put one up tomorrows as soon as I get out of bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5355423283856757544?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5355423283856757544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5355423283856757544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5355423283856757544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5355423283856757544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/srry.html' title='[srry]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5613961190129444164</id><published>2007-11-21T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T17:41:16.172-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moustache'/><title type='text'>[99%]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0TB_zlYtoI/AAAAAAAAALU/GML3X1VtenA/s1600-h/NK-11-21-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0TB_zlYtoI/AAAAAAAAALU/GML3X1VtenA/s320/NK-11-21-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135442777032144514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all ninja ken comics are about moustaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5613961190129444164?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5613961190129444164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5613961190129444164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5613961190129444164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5613961190129444164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/99.html' title='[99%]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0TB_zlYtoI/AAAAAAAAALU/GML3X1VtenA/s72-c/NK-11-21-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-9010404737071742718</id><published>2007-11-19T17:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T17:12:53.254-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game sale'/><title type='text'>[BAH R US]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0IXPW3VAFI/AAAAAAAAALM/XGl_WsJNi_M/s1600-h/NK-11-19-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0IXPW3VAFI/AAAAAAAAALM/XGl_WsJNi_M/s320/NK-11-19-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134692077758906450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Toys R Us on Sunday, hoping to make swift use out of that sale I read about (buy 2 wii games, get 1 free) on &lt;a href="http://www.cheapassgamer.com/forums/index.php"&gt;CAG&lt;/a&gt;, but to no avail! I found Umbrella Chronicles, and Zak and Wiki, but no Mario Galaxy! So I motorboated over to the next closest store, only to once again find them marioless. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-9010404737071742718?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/9010404737071742718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=9010404737071742718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/9010404737071742718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/9010404737071742718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/bah-r-us.html' title='[BAH R US]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/R0IXPW3VAFI/AAAAAAAAALM/XGl_WsJNi_M/s72-c/NK-11-19-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2826991919549605083</id><published>2007-11-16T17:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:19:20.122-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zeus'/><title type='text'>[Zeus]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rz4lM23VAEI/AAAAAAAAALE/mSQFM0q7xoQ/s1600-h/NK-11-16-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rz4lM23VAEI/AAAAAAAAALE/mSQFM0q7xoQ/s320/NK-11-16-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133581528065179714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, I'm going to keep this short because I'm heading off to a bar to drink with a friend of mine who's home from the army. And I think I'm just going to stay out until the rest of the gang gets off work at 10 and wants to drink. Weeeeee for alcoholism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't their feet just look silly in this comic? It makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C (Sko)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2826991919549605083?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2826991919549605083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2826991919549605083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2826991919549605083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2826991919549605083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/zeus.html' title='[Zeus]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rz4lM23VAEI/AAAAAAAAALE/mSQFM0q7xoQ/s72-c/NK-11-16-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7773625205173340589</id><published>2007-11-14T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T18:36:32.328-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='castlevania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pac man'/><title type='text'>[Pacsil]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzuUKvFZ11I/AAAAAAAAAK8/izxOgryQ3Ic/s1600-h/NK-11-14-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzuUKvFZ11I/AAAAAAAAAK8/izxOgryQ3Ic/s320/NK-11-14-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132859112477546322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hullo, hullo another fantastic Wednesday is done, a even more wonderful Thursday awaits! So a bunch of winter releases hit this week, but no! I refused to purchase them! Even as my co-workers tempted me left and right to rush off during my lunch break to pick up Super Mario Galaxy (wait, is he still super? huh.) I said unto them "Nay, nay co-workers. Verilly Mass Effect doth become released next weeketh. And there will be much rejoithing." Meaning I held back and did not buy a single game since Mass Effect is going to come out soon, and I want to devote my entire persona to its hallowed 1's and 0's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not to say I haven't been gaming. I got back into a regime of halo 3, finally getting that Major's star (I really don't play it often folks), as well as digging into Castlevanis:SOTN on the live arcade. I purchased it when it was first released, but never really got it started till now. And man, its still a AAA title. I think It deserves a seat right next to Super Mario World, and Super Metroid as one of the three best side-scrollers of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic was done with my pen and with MS paint. I will try to use the fancier programs I got with it in the future. So don't worry so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7773625205173340589?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7773625205173340589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7773625205173340589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7773625205173340589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7773625205173340589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/pacsil.html' title='[Pacsil]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzuUKvFZ11I/AAAAAAAAAK8/izxOgryQ3Ic/s72-c/NK-11-14-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6701033844011862622</id><published>2007-11-12T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:59:17.149-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wacom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bamboo'/><title type='text'>[Bamboo]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rzjn6-MAinI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wOHbgAW5nQE/s1600-h/NK-11-12-07.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rzjn6-MAinI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wOHbgAW5nQE/s320/NK-11-12-07.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132106775700474482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got this graphic tablet thinger called a &lt;a href="http://direct.wacom.com/stores/5/Bamboo_Fun_-_small_-_black_P1202C85.cfm"&gt;Bamboo&lt;/a&gt;, its made by wacom, apparently the masters of compu-pen technology. I havent gotten over the learning curve completely, but it seems pretty neat. And no, dont worry, all Ninja Ken comics won't suddenly be done on my computer, just when Im feeling slutty I might throw one together using my fun new pen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to celebrate my new technology purchase, heres a ninja ken I did using it! (its about poopies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and also a dinosaur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzjoBeMAioI/AAAAAAAAAK0/baCM9DgXnZo/s1600-h/trex+pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzjoBeMAioI/AAAAAAAAAK0/baCM9DgXnZo/s320/trex+pirate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132106887369624194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6701033844011862622?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6701033844011862622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6701033844011862622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6701033844011862622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6701033844011862622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/bamboo.html' title='[Bamboo]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rzjn6-MAinI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wOHbgAW5nQE/s72-c/NK-11-12-07.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-4162678437036548197</id><published>2007-11-09T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:00:41.009-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MST3K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portal'/><title type='text'>[Bouncy Upbeat Song]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzTmV-MAimI/AAAAAAAAAKk/z28qUlivabM/s1600-h/NK-11-09-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzTmV-MAimI/AAAAAAAAAKk/z28qUlivabM/s320/NK-11-09-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130979140626844258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, some of those step and portal trials in portal are really insane. I beat the game just fine, but man, did they make me feel dumb. And thats coming from someone who always says Library, and never Liberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also I am in a good mood because its Friday and life is good! So listen to the guys from MST3K sing &lt;a href="http://www.castleforrester.com/media/clowns-in-the-sky/01-25.htm"&gt;The Bouncy Upbeat Song&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this comic be a warning to you- Don't get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-4162678437036548197?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/4162678437036548197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=4162678437036548197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4162678437036548197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4162678437036548197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/bouncy-upbeat-song.html' title='[Bouncy Upbeat Song]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzTmV-MAimI/AAAAAAAAAKk/z28qUlivabM/s72-c/NK-11-09-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-725643671664286223</id><published>2007-11-07T18:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T18:19:07.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munchkin'/><title type='text'>[OZ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzJV9Wy4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/87DoTkYli6A/s1600-h/NK-11-07-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzJV9Wy4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/87DoTkYli6A/s320/NK-11-07-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130257438107788962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I forgot to mention. I have munchkin'd, and it is in fact, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amaza-zing&lt;/span&gt;. At first there was great consternation amongst myself and my friends as we tried to figure out what the hell was going on, but after the initial learning curve we liked it. Oh yes, we did. I would go so far as to say that munchkin is one of the funnest things I've done in a long time that didn't include naked women or alcohol,...and thats about the highest praise I can laud upon anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://www.hubhive.com/sexual-positions-for-the-lonely-and-the-loveless"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on digg this morning, it is amusing and useful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couch potato&lt;/span&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and todays comic is sadly based on my real life, except it was just from a dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and you could tot see his balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-725643671664286223?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/725643671664286223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=725643671664286223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/725643671664286223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/725643671664286223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/oz.html' title='[OZ]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RzJV9Wy4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/87DoTkYli6A/s72-c/NK-11-07-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5672784010777941310</id><published>2007-11-05T18:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:01:39.978-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joystiq'/><title type='text'>[Rock Band?]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ry-8HrwrddI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fBLSg1EHL-M/s1600-h/NK-11-05-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ry-8HrwrddI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fBLSg1EHL-M/s320/NK-11-05-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129525340790289874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today during our lunchbreak some co-workers and I ran over to Best Buy to try out the demo of Rock Band, and I was once again disappointed. Now I tried it over the weekend, and had a terrible experience using the guitar controller. The buttons felt loose and sloppy, the little flipswitch thing you strum with was extremely stiff, and honestly I didn't like the on-screen button things (rectangular instead of circles). Today I let another GH veteran try out the guitar, and she was absolutely stymied, complaining that it was ridiculous to activate the strum dealy, and that she greatly preferred the GH guitar. Meanwhile I was on drums, and well, I really just plain sucked. But again, they seemed cheaply made and weak.... Like the Ukraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my opinion firmly in my mind, and then cemented by another gamer, I saw with great interest that video game blogging site Joystiq did a &lt;a href="http://www.joystiq.com/2007/11/05/rock-band-impressions-from-a-best-buy-kiosk/"&gt;write up of their impressions&lt;/a&gt; with the Rock Band Demo. And after reading it I was extremely surprised, seeing as they made no mention of anything that bothered me. It seems like they either have mighty muscular forearms over there, or had a different guitar? But again, it was just a "preview" if you will, perhaps reviewers will bring up my complaints on the full release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the guitar, the gameplay seemed standard, there is a little neat mechanic where you can just wail on your shit and go crazy, which was fun, and the music selection seems really well done (unlike GHII). So yeah, thats what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comic is what I think actually went down before I got my hands on that controller. Odd that it must have happened at both the stores I went to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5672784010777941310?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5672784010777941310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5672784010777941310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5672784010777941310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5672784010777941310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/rock-band.html' title='[Rock Band?]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ry-8HrwrddI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fBLSg1EHL-M/s72-c/NK-11-05-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6546907738442471972</id><published>2007-11-02T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:17:46.618-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Sheep'/><title type='text'>[cake]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyuvRrwrdcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/j0SAo0qE5e8/s1600-h/NK-11-02-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyuvRrwrdcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/j0SAo0qE5e8/s320/NK-11-02-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128385319030977986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just dropped 40 on comics, ouch baby. Thats what I get for skipping new comics wed since like september. Still haven't played munchkin, much to my chagrin. I did however watch a horror/comedy called &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0779982/"&gt;Black Sheep&lt;/a&gt;, which is about killer sheep. Worth it for some redonkulous parts, although it coulda been better. Its cold in here, I think it may be hoodie time. I also think I may go get myself a bottle of whiskey and huddle in front of my computer and get drunk to sliders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another friday night in paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, I cannot stop watching this little vid of the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6ljFaKRTrI"&gt;Portal End Creds&lt;/a&gt;. So uh, don't watch it if you haven't already beaten it. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow, this comic is way back from 2003. Good thing to see my sense of humor hasnt changed much in 4 years. Farts are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6546907738442471972?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6546907738442471972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6546907738442471972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6546907738442471972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6546907738442471972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/11/cake.html' title='[cake]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyuvRrwrdcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/j0SAo0qE5e8/s72-c/NK-11-02-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1818069485507886160</id><published>2007-10-31T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T17:23:49.631-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knocked Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombie Halo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>[xXx H4110W33N 5N1P3R xXx]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RykAC7wrdbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/acUmazW_-Y4/s1600-h/NK-10-31-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RykAC7wrdbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/acUmazW_-Y4/s320/NK-10-31-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127629701139625394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its halloween. woo! I wish I was my age divided by 2, then I could be filling up on sweet loot tonight! But alas, I am an old man, so all I get to do is cook myself some chinese food, watch sliders, and then play the fancy new Zombie Halo 3 matches! So still, woo for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I am also drinking a delicious white russian. Wow, I had almost forgotten how good these things are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I did not get around to playing munchkin yet! We got distracted by Knocked Up, which I think is good, not great. In my mind its not quite at the Old School, Wedding Crashers, Superbad level. It was more of a Big Daddy, or an Anchorman if you will. But munchkin will be played soon, oh yes it will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic tells it pretty much how it is- that Ninja Ken and Hero Ray look &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; alike. And anyone who says differently is just a jerkbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah Ninja Keena is just Ken with a bow and eyelashes, I mean duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1818069485507886160?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1818069485507886160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1818069485507886160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1818069485507886160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1818069485507886160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/xxx-h4110w33n-5n1p3r-xxx.html' title='[xXx H4110W33N 5N1P3R xXx]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RykAC7wrdbI/AAAAAAAAAKE/acUmazW_-Y4/s72-c/NK-10-31-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2864908152795099780</id><published>2007-10-29T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:03:55.355-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munchkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Navy Pier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Use all that dang buffalo'/><title type='text'>[munchkin]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyZYa3wqmPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xnjmUpwxNLQ/s1600-h/NK-10-29-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyZYa3wqmPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xnjmUpwxNLQ/s320/NK-10-29-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126882444475799794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was at Navy Pier this weekend, and while there I hit up the game store they had there. Spying an interesting game from afar, I investigated it, read the back of the box thoroughly, then payed 30 bucks to buy it. Said game is called Munchkin, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and looks pretty sweet. It seems to be a fast paced and silly take on the usual pencil and paper RPG, and I have confirmation from a girl at work that it is both "Hilarious" and that i will "love it". So at least someone out there has played it, and is a solid endorser of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I will test this out with a few friends (after eating delicious hamburgers) and will report back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ninja Ken today...uh thats all hypothetical it is. I really do love the line "the Indians used the whole buffalo right" to justify it. It makes me ctm every time I read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2864908152795099780?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2864908152795099780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2864908152795099780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2864908152795099780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2864908152795099780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/munchkin.html' title='[munchkin]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyZYa3wqmPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xnjmUpwxNLQ/s72-c/NK-10-29-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-912859492426847564</id><published>2007-10-26T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:42:29.853-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat hands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sliders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>[oh ho, sick again]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyJ7AA0mqJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BmmZ1Hvo7tI/s1600-h/NK-10-26-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyJ7AA0mqJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BmmZ1Hvo7tI/s320/NK-10-26-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125794566051899538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it appears it is my cruel lot in life to be sick for every weekend. Woop. And of course its on a weekend when I have (had?) plans for both Friday and Saturday nights. Go palsied immune system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to spend the next two days holed up in my bedroom alternating between watching sliders and playing video games. In terms of the latter I plan on fitting in time for some more Portal, a little Wii RE4, and of course, Mr. Halo 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to go make myself some soup. Or ramen, whichever I can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes, and for the comic, I swear to you, this exact thing happened (almost) to me at work. Except the girl didn't really have fat hands.... and it was a guy... and I didn't even offer to help, I just sat in my cubicle and read stuff off wikipedia. So its basically the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-912859492426847564?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/912859492426847564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=912859492426847564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/912859492426847564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/912859492426847564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-ho-sick-again.html' title='[oh ho, sick again]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RyJ7AA0mqJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BmmZ1Hvo7tI/s72-c/NK-10-26-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3818294930157124119</id><published>2007-10-24T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:59:24.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEDs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ivory towers bring may flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAM'/><title type='text'>[Upside down from here]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rx_cOygcKJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_W1DuqnYGEA/s1600-h/NK-10-24-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rx_cOygcKJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_W1DuqnYGEA/s320/NK-10-24-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125057047605029010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just got myself some sweet new RAM.... it has blue LEDs. I'm pretty much the flyest nerd this side of the mighty miss.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Jealous much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Ken is pretty much word for word an argument I had with my compatriot Adam the other night in between social slayer matches in Halo 3. Except the last panel. In reality the conversation would go on for about another 2 pages and end with me saying something along the lines of "you're a fucking asshole" and then he'd say "idiot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3818294930157124119?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3818294930157124119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3818294930157124119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3818294930157124119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3818294930157124119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/upside-down-from-here.html' title='[Upside down from here]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rx_cOygcKJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_W1DuqnYGEA/s72-c/NK-10-24-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8268814661337798555</id><published>2007-10-20T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T19:00:38.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huxley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellgate London'/><title type='text'>[Two H's]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rx0mS-zE6PI/AAAAAAAAAJM/M0FYjmxq1bE/s1600-h/NK-10-22-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rx0mS-zE6PI/AAAAAAAAAJM/M0FYjmxq1bE/s320/NK-10-22-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124294058554222834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I downloaded the &lt;a href="http://www.gamedaily.com/games/hellgate-london/pc/game-features/hellgate-london-exclusive-demo/4251/67004/"&gt;hellgate london demo&lt;/a&gt; this weekend, and I was surprised. I think somewhere in my mind I forgot/never actually knew what Hellgate London actually is! Apparently its just an MMORPG.....uh and thats it. Yes it does have some action elements (you swing your sword when you click) but I'm pretty sure Star Wars Galaxies did that already. For some reason I muddled Hellgate up with Huxley, and created some odd bastard child in my mind. Trying to investigate how I was confused over what Hellgate was, I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.huxleygame.com/"&gt;Huxley homepage&lt;/a&gt;. After clicking around on it for awhile I got an awkward feeling in my gut.... a feeling that there was something amiss. I can't exactly put my finger on it, but after I read some of the information about when it was coming out and about a beta, it seemed....shady to me. I dunno maybe I'm crazy, but are we sure this is even a real game here people? I mean I've never actually seen it myself, have you?..... hmmmm Duke Nukem?&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Ken we see a fantasy every man shares come to life. Or at least this man shares... uh with himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8268814661337798555?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8268814661337798555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8268814661337798555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8268814661337798555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8268814661337798555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-hs.html' title='[Two H&apos;s]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rx0mS-zE6PI/AAAAAAAAAJM/M0FYjmxq1bE/s72-c/NK-10-22-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1951030794662272555</id><published>2007-10-19T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:05:05.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunchback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ugly People'/><title type='text'>[Really Ugly Kids]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rxk84uzE6OI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-c6-uSneb0s/s1600-h/NK-10-19-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rxk84uzE6OI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-c6-uSneb0s/s320/NK-10-19-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123192996443252962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got myself a haircut, and while I was in the neighborhood I stopped by the cheap pizza slice place. And what I saw there made me lose my appetite faster than watching naked sumos foot-fucking (well not really, I mean thats pretty extreme yo). I saw a group of maybe 5 or 6 of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ugliest people&lt;/span&gt; I have ever seen in my life. These ugs had it all; acne, long greasy ponytails, horsefaces, and I swear to the christ one of them had a hunchback. A fucking HUNCHBACK. I was half expecting the little animated gargoyles from the Disney movie to jump out from around a corner and start serenading me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if by all stretches of the imagination a hunch-ee happens to be reading this, don't worry, this guy was smelly too. At least you don't have that affliction as well my rolly friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the scanner software, so heres something short and stupid on graph paper. Is this called graph paper? ... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1951030794662272555?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1951030794662272555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1951030794662272555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1951030794662272555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1951030794662272555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/really-ugly-kids.html' title='[Really Ugly Kids]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rxk84uzE6OI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-c6-uSneb0s/s72-c/NK-10-19-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-4320064107935254912</id><published>2007-10-17T17:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:50:54.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portal'/><title type='text'>[Sexy, Orange, Box]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RxaRAxKREZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3vMMjTSWDLw/s1600-h/NK-10-17-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RxaRAxKREZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3vMMjTSWDLw/s320/NK-10-17-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122441068562944402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, I still cannot locate the blasted software for my scanner, so I am afraid I am going to have nothing but measly MS paint scraps for you. I sorry. I know that personally if I had a handy dandy portal gun thinger I would never get out of my seat... for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I beat Halo 3's campaign a while ago, and overall... I don't know. It left me feeling empty inside, like after you pay for sex. I mean, sure the sex (campaign) was good, but now that I'm spent, and my wallet is a little lighter, I ask myself, was that it? The whole bungie splitting off from microsoft thing does nothing to make this feeling go away, all it does is make me feel more uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh in other Ninja Ken news, I may have found someone with a firmer grasp on internetting to throw together an official, grown up website for me. So keep your ears peeled, Ken might be moving to greener pastures sometime in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-4320064107935254912?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/4320064107935254912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=4320064107935254912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4320064107935254912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4320064107935254912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/sexy-orange-box.html' title='[Sexy, Orange, Box]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RxaRAxKREZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3vMMjTSWDLw/s72-c/NK-10-17-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3104443803576132280</id><published>2007-10-15T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:51:36.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viruses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ms paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy engineering'/><title type='text'>[Daddys got a new .45]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RxQKo8bI8BI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ea5PHy6DCRE/s1600-h/NK-10-15-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RxQKo8bI8BI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ea5PHy6DCRE/s320/NK-10-15-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121730374758101010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey kids, so its been like what, a week since a post? well I have lotsa excuses, and here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-comp got a nasty virus, couldn't reformat windows, had to install vista (long story)&lt;br /&gt;-went out of town for work for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;-got the flu&lt;br /&gt;-and now I cant find the scanner software, and windows cant seem to install it on its onesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo where does that leave us? you, the cold and faceless internet, me a sexy 24 year old who makes loads of money engineering sexy things for a sexy future? it leaves us with bitter fruits my friends, bitter. Bitter and drawn in paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy bitches.&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3104443803576132280?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3104443803576132280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3104443803576132280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3104443803576132280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3104443803576132280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/daddys-got-new-45.html' title='[Daddys got a new .45]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RxQKo8bI8BI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ea5PHy6DCRE/s72-c/NK-10-15-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2055716876593484198</id><published>2007-10-03T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T17:29:35.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moustaches and lack there of'/><title type='text'>[hit the deck]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RwQXtfYcerI/AAAAAAAAAIM/E8IjhxjAmjA/s1600-h/NK10-03-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RwQXtfYcerI/AAAAAAAAAIM/E8IjhxjAmjA/s320/NK10-03-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117241146885307058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey this is a webcomic. it will not have a blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kck* over. *kck*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2055716876593484198?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2055716876593484198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2055716876593484198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2055716876593484198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2055716876593484198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/10/hit-deck.html' title='[hit the deck]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RwQXtfYcerI/AAAAAAAAAIM/E8IjhxjAmjA/s72-c/NK10-03-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7348091147019081118</id><published>2007-09-28T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:50:21.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo 3'/><title type='text'>The Old King Is Dead; All Hail The New King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rv1wRh2RDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JP9u6wRiGIE/s1600-h/NK9-28-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rv1wRh2RDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JP9u6wRiGIE/s320/NK9-28-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115368198208818898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid C has gone to Iowa to go party on a bus. I am now the ruler of these lands. My first decree: Hero Ray is promoted from side kick to the star. That is all for now. Expect my reign to be one of terror and famine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Adam The Sovereign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7348091147019081118?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7348091147019081118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7348091147019081118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7348091147019081118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7348091147019081118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/09/old-king-is-dead-all-hail-new-king.html' title='The Old King Is Dead; All Hail The New King'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rv1wRh2RDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JP9u6wRiGIE/s72-c/NK9-28-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-9142755306501700481</id><published>2007-09-26T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T17:17:43.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halo 3 multiplayer'/><title type='text'>[im sorry i took your kill?]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RvraZh2RDsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vz0JHZFCJmU/s1600-h/NK9-26-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RvraZh2RDsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vz0JHZFCJmU/s320/NK9-26-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114640458950184642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halo 3 multiplayer is very good. Is it the best multiplayer ever? I am not one to say. Is it the most fun I have had in multilayer since halo 2 first ruined my college career? Yes, yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get some solo campaigning in in a few, then later on tonight I am sure I will co-op it with Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, bottom line is so far the hype has been up-lived. Go play it baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, one thing I thought was funny was after I had won a lonewolf of slayer, I won with 24 kills, and I had a +10 spread, at the end of the game the second place guy yelled at me for not getting my own kills...and he had 16 or so I think. Ummm, forgive me if I'm mistaken douchebag, but I'm pretty sure you're supposed to get as many kills as you can, not avoid shooting someone while another person is as well. Silly little jerkbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-9142755306501700481?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/9142755306501700481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=9142755306501700481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/9142755306501700481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/9142755306501700481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-sorry-i-took-your-kill.html' title='[im sorry i took your kill?]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RvraZh2RDsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vz0JHZFCJmU/s72-c/NK9-26-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2497565251943361063</id><published>2007-09-24T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T17:18:54.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watchmen'/><title type='text'>[HALO'D]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rvg3xYJHBoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/W-Czl7wef50/s1600-h/NK9-24-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rvg3xYJHBoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/W-Czl7wef50/s320/NK9-24-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113898698312976002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the day is finally here. Halo 3 comes out in about 7 hours, and I will be lined up with the rest of the nerds at my local ex-EB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading the graphic novel Watchmen, I haven't touched it since I last read it which was probably around 2001 or so. I was quickly reminded at how great a story it is. Really, damn. I am excited and frightened by the aspect of a movie based upon its pages. I don't know how it could be done justice in 2-3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta end this, I am too excited for Halo 3. I'll let you suckers who aren't getting it know how it is. Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't it be sweet if there was some sort of Thong-Mode unlockable in halo 3 for Masterchief? Wait... replace Masterchief with Cortana. And then replace her with a real woman. And put her in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhhh thats one sweet unlockable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2497565251943361063?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2497565251943361063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2497565251943361063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2497565251943361063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2497565251943361063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/09/halod.html' title='[HALO&apos;D]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rvg3xYJHBoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/W-Czl7wef50/s72-c/NK9-24-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3760232018641963615</id><published>2007-09-19T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T17:39:36.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riddick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q*Bert'/><title type='text'>[jewel osco]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RvGlBR6k4OI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mGk3QqgPXWY/s1600-h/NK9-19-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RvGlBR6k4OI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mGk3QqgPXWY/s320/NK9-19-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112048493449765090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man I am so excited, as we speak I have a thin crust sausage pizza brewin in the oven, and I'm just about bursting with anticipation. not like the rocky horror picture show-anticipation, like the gastric kind. mmm mmmm. and while I eat I am going to watch Chronicles of Riddick, not a good movie mind you, but a big,dumb movie, and I am in a big, dumb mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Halo 3 comes out soon, as I am sure at least 66% of the population realizes (although a good 14% most likely think it has something to do with the Jesus, and unless its actually the messiah underneath that helmet, they're wrong) and I am quite thrilled with the idea. I as well as some close associates all felt that the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone gets a battlerifle&lt;/span&gt; style of gameplay pretty much broke the multiplayer in halo 2, and reduced the entire game to distance-play. But if the beta is any indication of the final product, it seems to be a little more logically balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hear my pizza beeping, time for me to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic was originally going to end in something more carnal, but i figured romance was the more hilarious option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3760232018641963615?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3760232018641963615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3760232018641963615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3760232018641963615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3760232018641963615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/09/jewel-osco.html' title='[jewel osco]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RvGlBR6k4OI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mGk3QqgPXWY/s72-c/NK9-19-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7525763076367733121</id><published>2007-09-17T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:57:02.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water temple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windows vista'/><title type='text'>[stupid zoras]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ru8GEm21YeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/D_-sguwp2XE/s1600-h/NK9-17-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ru8GEm21YeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/D_-sguwp2XE/s320/NK9-17-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111310778308583906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you, what is with the water temples in Zelda and being confusing? I thought the temple in Ocarina of Time was rough, then I spent what felt like a year of my life scratching my head in Twilight Princess. Man water temple, you put me in my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now the happy owner of the ultimate edition of Vista! ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im kinda scared to use it. I need to look a little more into the whole program compatibility thing. Like does Foobar work? How about sharecrow or utorrent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell this comic was drawn using a real wooden pencil instead of a mechanical one? Um. Because it was. Oh and no my boss looks nothing like that, but man I wish he wore a sweet little hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7525763076367733121?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7525763076367733121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7525763076367733121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7525763076367733121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7525763076367733121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/09/stupid-zoras.html' title='[stupid zoras]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ru8GEm21YeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/D_-sguwp2XE/s72-c/NK9-17-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-97291850288631826</id><published>2007-09-12T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:46:02.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking in the tub while watching legally blonde 2'/><title type='text'>[business trip]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RuiyHBPHi2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/3fhFmuEtl5s/s1600-h/NK9-12-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RuiyHBPHi2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/3fhFmuEtl5s/s320/NK9-12-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109529610912500578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back today from Wisconsin I went there Tuesday morning for work. I had a sweet night at the hotel. I bought myself some beer, ate a stuffed pizza, made a bubble bath (with very hot water), and then sat in the bubble bath, drinking. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I watched legally blonde 2 on my zune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, ok ok so I only watched about 5 minutes. The original plan was to watch the entire movie in the bathtub and to keep drinking, but I cut it short for several reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. The water was so hot I was sweating (have you ever sweat while in water? its freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;2. An hour of the office started on tbs and I wanted to watch it real bad.&lt;br /&gt;3. And I was deathly afraid I would drop my zune in the tub and ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. ok I'm beat. I think I am going to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-97291850288631826?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/97291850288631826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=97291850288631826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/97291850288631826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/97291850288631826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/09/business-trip.html' title='[business trip]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RuiyHBPHi2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/3fhFmuEtl5s/s72-c/NK9-12-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8828786312538472853</id><published>2007-09-10T17:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T17:53:07.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrigleyville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its Always Sunny in Philidelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo 3 Slushee'/><title type='text'>[wrigleyville]</title><content type='html'>*BIOSHOCK SPOILER ALERT, DONT CLICK UNLESS YOU GOT PAST RYANS OFFICE.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RuXKi7LGbSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HhRQTm4Z7us/s1600-h/NK9-10-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RuXKi7LGbSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HhRQTm4Z7us/s320/NK9-10-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108712053670309154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Wrigleyville over the weekend with some of my closest friends, and antics ensued. I had never been there before, so it was neato, plus there were some Hawkeye bars which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am going to go to 7-11 and get one of those Halo 3 slushees, then hit up best buy. I have 100 dollars worth of a gift card, and I'm gonna waste it on something software-ish that is going to make me giggle like a little schoolgirl on free ludens cough drop day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the much anticipated (at least by me) It's Always Sunny in Philidelphia dvd set, and OH MAN, I had almost forgotten how amazing that show is. While reviewing in my head what TV DVDS I had purchased I decided that I have an awesome lineup. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futurama S 2 and 4&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld S1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;Numerous MST3K Episodes and seasons&lt;br /&gt;Its Always Sunny in Philidelphia S1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;CSI S5&lt;br /&gt;Firefly series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man all I need is some Quantum Leap, Star Trek TNG, and Sliders and I might have the most awesome assortment of television on dvd EVAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the comic? yeah, well gross things sometimes happen to good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8828786312538472853?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8828786312538472853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8828786312538472853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8828786312538472853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8828786312538472853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/09/wrigleyville.html' title='[wrigleyville]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RuXKi7LGbSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HhRQTm4Z7us/s72-c/NK9-10-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2357133010121962434</id><published>2007-09-05T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:30:21.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goomba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labor day'/><title type='text'>[i love labor day]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rt8tVrLGbRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ubM7ssvOvVg/s1600-h/NK9-05-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rt8tVrLGbRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ubM7ssvOvVg/s320/NK9-05-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106850352851217682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man that weekend was nice, not that I did anything much exciting. Well I did visit a college bud in Chicago, and we ended up drinking at a few bars (one was like an Eastern European bar, and another was a cowboy bar), and then finished the night off by throwing stuff at a gigantic spider. But besides that all I did was waste oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beat Bioshock, I thought the endboss was too easy, and the ending was a little subpar (I went no-harvesting) I think that after I beat it the other way, I will feel better about the entire package that is the game. Are there other endings besides those two? I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil and the now-named goomba Ed appear in todays comic. Those poor guys are always walking, makes me winded just looking at them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2357133010121962434?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2357133010121962434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2357133010121962434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2357133010121962434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2357133010121962434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-labor-day.html' title='[i love labor day]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rt8tVrLGbRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ubM7ssvOvVg/s72-c/NK9-05-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7973043506144939768</id><published>2007-08-31T17:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:28:10.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy pizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>[One last Big Daddy]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtiV8LLGbQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yDjIuRdAKOw/s1600-h/NK8-31-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtiV8LLGbQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yDjIuRdAKOw/s320/NK8-31-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104995038648495362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I was going to be able to beat Bioshock Wednesday. But no, instead of less than 3 hours of play time, there was closer to 6. So as soon as I am done with this post I am going to throw a Tombstone in the oven, and go hit it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Thursday night I go out with my friends to a bar/restaurant. And sometimes I find myself staying out far too late, and drinking too much for a work night. And that usually leaves me feeling much like poor Ninja Ken in today's comic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7973043506144939768?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7973043506144939768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7973043506144939768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7973043506144939768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7973043506144939768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-last-big-daddy.html' title='[One last Big Daddy]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtiV8LLGbQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yDjIuRdAKOw/s72-c/NK8-31-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2193597999497621059</id><published>2007-08-29T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:06:58.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bioshock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wii castlevania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whip support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plasmid'/><title type='text'>[I wish it were true]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtXt_bLGbPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Qlt6pSEnOhs/s1600-h/NK8-29-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtXt_bLGbPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Qlt6pSEnOhs/s320/NK8-29-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104247426576182514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have 3 stages left in Bioshock. Oh man, I am SO going to beat it tonight! YOU HEAR ME RYAN?! I'M ON YOUR DOORSTEP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am excited to see where this story is going to go. Is the main character Ryan's son? Was he infused with plasmids during conception so that he resists plasmid poisoning? Whats with his tats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man oh man oh man, I'm going to cook myself a chicken kiev, then finish this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a Wii Castlevania on its way? Not as far as I know, but it would be sweet. And I chortle to myself every time I read "360 degrees of whip support" hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2193597999497621059?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2193597999497621059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2193597999497621059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2193597999497621059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2193597999497621059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wish-it-were-true.html' title='[I wish it were true]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtXt_bLGbPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Qlt6pSEnOhs/s72-c/NK8-29-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2417276109153607896</id><published>2007-08-27T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T18:04:19.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun places to poop'/><title type='text'>[fun places to poo]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtNYYrLGbOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g214nG__pSQ/s1600-h/NK8-27-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtNYYrLGbOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g214nG__pSQ/s320/NK8-27-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103519983670291682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed late at work today and didn't get much sleep because I stayed up watching hot fuzz last night (after I went to see superbad for the 2nd time), so I'm tired, and therefore am going to go take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this comic actually happened to me, I grabbed a loose roll of TP, took a handful off, removed my hand from the tube to discover that it was now covered in shit. who fuckin does that kind of thing in an office bathroom? fuck if I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2417276109153607896?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2417276109153607896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2417276109153607896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2417276109153607896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2417276109153607896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/fun-places-to-poo.html' title='[fun places to poo]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RtNYYrLGbOI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g214nG__pSQ/s72-c/NK8-27-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2735928885597215041</id><published>2007-08-24T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:52:26.357-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bioshock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke Wilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Daddy'/><title type='text'>[I Love It When You Call Me Big Papa]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rs9nrrLGbNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/S4NUazPnJ4Q/s1600-h/NK8-24-07d.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rs9nrrLGbNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/S4NUazPnJ4Q/s320/NK8-24-07d.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102410902855380178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you may recall I like Bioshock. I like Bioshock so much, that it made me stop shaking my way through Zelda. And I love Zelda. I love Zelda HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say really, I am going to go eat some shrimp and play more. Later tonight I am going to watch Vacancy, oh that Luke Wilson's such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dreamboat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays comic took me forever and a day to do. I literally sat (at work) daydreaming for several hours about what it would be like to be a Big Daddy, the poor guys. I think it would be like going shopping with one of those annoying daddy's girls we all knew in high school. Shes never happy, and she always wants this and that and the other thing, and always with the talking, talking, talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it would be hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually drew the comic on 3 normal pieces of computer paper, then Frankensteined them together, so if it looks a little funky thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, poor Big Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2735928885597215041?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2735928885597215041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2735928885597215041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2735928885597215041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2735928885597215041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-it-when-you-call-me-papa.html' title='[I Love It When You Call Me Big Papa]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rs9nrrLGbNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/S4NUazPnJ4Q/s72-c/NK8-24-07d.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7341582951856929480</id><published>2007-08-22T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T17:07:42.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bioshock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dirty Jobs'/><title type='text'>[Rapture]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsyzlLLGbMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IpTEm4ix1Wo/s1600-h/NK8-22-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsyzlLLGbMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IpTEm4ix1Wo/s320/NK8-22-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101649929139809474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off a big thank you to both &lt;a href="http://joystiq.com/"&gt;Joystiq&lt;/a&gt;, and the people who voted for my goomba comic from last week, netting it a cool first place in Joystiq's &lt;a href="http://www.joystiq.com/2007/08/21/readers-pick-best-webcomic-a-goombas-life/"&gt;weekly contest&lt;/a&gt;. For those of you who may be new to the site, hello, hi, welcome, please sit back and stay a spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so yes I got the limited edition of Bioshock, and of course my Big Daddy has a broken drill bit. Le Fuck. The thing is, only about 3 mm^2 worth of drill are missing, which makes me wonder if it would be worthwhile to try and send it back in. Of course I would love the free art book that 2K is handing out to people with broken Big Daddy's, but thats a whole lot of effort. Plus I don't know if they will even believe me considering how small the chip is. So I am in a quandary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game however, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh the game&lt;/span&gt;. The game in a word, is breathtaking. If you have not bought it, and you have a PC or Xbox 360, go, go buy it right now. The only people who would not appreciate such a gem are the people who own consoles only so that they can simulate college sports, and well, if you're one of those people you probably won't be reading this anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont go into details seeing as there are plenty of very good reviews out there. I will just say that the atmosphere in this thing is more powerful than everclear- and its gonna knock you right on your nerdy ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I realized shortly after I had posted last week that I duplicated a comic from the week before. Sorry, I'm not perfect- ask any of my ex girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(although I mean the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt; was always great right ladies???... ladies?...  .... damn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays comic is a little ditty inspired by the new season of Dirty Jobs, which is a fantastic show. I plan on having a Bioshock comic ready for Friday, I just need to let the juices flow a bit on it... and also I really want to go get some time in on it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7341582951856929480?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7341582951856929480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7341582951856929480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7341582951856929480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7341582951856929480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/rapture.html' title='[Rapture]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsyzlLLGbMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/IpTEm4ix1Wo/s72-c/NK8-22-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8092814845691738077</id><published>2007-08-20T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T17:01:19.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiskey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nachos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic photo hunt'/><title type='text'>[whiskey coke]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsoPA7LGbLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kyG-looVaDg/s1600-h/NK8-20-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsoPA7LGbLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kyG-looVaDg/s320/NK8-20-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100906036509174962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wont be a long post, because good ole Adam and I are off to a bar to drink some whiskeys and play erotic photo hunt. The words "Nachos" were also used in possible consumptionary terms, which I find quite titillating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving in with a girlfriend? Think it through yo, thats all I'm saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8092814845691738077?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8092814845691738077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8092814845691738077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8092814845691738077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8092814845691738077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/whiskey-coke.html' title='[whiskey coke]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsoPA7LGbLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kyG-looVaDg/s72-c/NK8-20-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-9169159040033241641</id><published>2007-08-15T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T18:08:13.394-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goomba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bioshock'/><title type='text'>[bioshocked]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsOHTnd3uHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bNtc3Vi5TvE/s1600-h/NK8-15-07b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsOHTnd3uHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bNtc3Vi5TvE/s320/NK8-15-07b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099067974195066994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsOHNnd3uGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-DqItXpj_Cc/s1600-h/NK8-15-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsOHNnd3uGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-DqItXpj_Cc/s320/NK8-15-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099067871115851874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after hearing about the street date breakage for Bioshock at Toys R Us, I dutifully drove myself there immediately after work, but to no avail , the little old woman was wise to my tricks. She even mumbled somethin to herself bout "all these fool youngins stealin my raspberries off my raspberry bush" or something to that extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that parts made up, but still, she wouldn't let me have a bioshock. jerkbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may be out of town this weekend, and thusly unavailable to post on friday, so I will give you a double dosage today. I hope its not too much for ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-9169159040033241641?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/9169159040033241641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=9169159040033241641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/9169159040033241641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/9169159040033241641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/bioshocked.html' title='[bioshocked]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsOHTnd3uHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bNtc3Vi5TvE/s72-c/NK8-15-07b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1863779735722628172</id><published>2007-08-13T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T17:26:49.677-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic con'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brett favre did my wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star wars statue'/><title type='text'>bi-mon-sci-fi-con</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsDaaXd3uEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6F3eQJdj92g/s1600-h/NK8-13-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsDaaXd3uEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6F3eQJdj92g/s320/NK8-13-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098314924694157378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, the comic con went well, I spent 2 luxurious days in the trenches with my fellow nerdlings, pawing over the 5 dollar graphic novels and the 50 cent back issues. It was glorious! I also purchased this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsDYn3d3uDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuuyWDIlA-o/s1600-h/_AUTOIMAGES_GE9099lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsDYn3d3uDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zuuyWDIlA-o/s320/_AUTOIMAGES_GE9099lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098312957599135794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A kickass statue of luke, which is currently guarding the area above my television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if my future spawn will have the same love and interests as me. If not, I bet that whore wife of mine was screwing Brett Favre... or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1863779735722628172?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1863779735722628172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1863779735722628172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1863779735722628172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1863779735722628172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/bi-mon-sci-fi-con.html' title='bi-mon-sci-fi-con'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RsDaaXd3uEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6F3eQJdj92g/s72-c/NK8-13-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5284872322084049086</id><published>2007-08-10T17:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T17:43:52.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halo 2 psychiatry'/><title type='text'>[not another wii pun]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RrzpxXd3uCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/E3xr99MGB8A/s1600-h/NK8-10-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RrzpxXd3uCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/E3xr99MGB8A/s320/NK8-10-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097205912598722594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I was at best buy to pick up hot fuzz on dvd... when all the sudden.. a little white box in the Wii section? could it be?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it was, and now I own a Wii. I was never motivated enough to go to a store early or wait in lines, but I have always promised myself that I would buy a Wii whenever the opportunity presented itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased the legend of zelda, and the resident evil 4 remake. Oh man am I ever pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent actually played it yet, im going to go put it all together right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comic today, well I got to thinking what if you just used halo 2 like a session with a psychiatrist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5284872322084049086?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5284872322084049086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5284872322084049086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5284872322084049086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5284872322084049086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-another-wii-pun.html' title='[not another wii pun]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RrzpxXd3uCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/E3xr99MGB8A/s72-c/NK8-10-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8723185385793114129</id><published>2007-08-08T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:21:12.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic con'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pepper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wizard world'/><title type='text'>[illinois is way cooler]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RrpBeXd3uBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OXnmPcYDsZo/s1600-h/NK8-08-07a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RrpBeXd3uBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OXnmPcYDsZo/s320/NK8-08-07a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096457918274320402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RrpBZXd3uAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/AaBg2HPKVAo/s1600-h/NK8-08-07b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RrpBZXd3uAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/AaBg2HPKVAo/s320/NK8-08-07b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096457832374974466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! hello, hello, I am back indeed. The vacation was nice, it was very warm and humid, the girls wore very little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warped tour was good, Alkaline Trio played a good set, but for me Pepper stole the show. I haven't seen such actual excitement and energy in a band since I first saw Lucky Boys Confusion back in college. It was really amazing actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting very excited for the annual Chicago Comic Con, aka Wizard World 07. I will be going both Saturday and Sunday, it should be amazing. Although it seems to me we in Chicago get the shaft when it comes to video game tie ins. I know PA was at the San Diego con, but I don't think they are making it to the Chicago one.  Don't the PA fellas like live in Maine or something? Chicago's closer than San Diego guys, come on. I want me a sketch of fruit fucker prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I am going to be kinkos-ing a few ashcans of Ninja Ken and randomly putting them in piles about the con on Saturday. You know those big tables outside the front doors? I'm gonna put some there, and then wherever else I see fit. I don't know if this is necessarily legal, but if you read this and you're going to the Chicago Con, keep your eyes out for Ninja Ken- he might be lurking in trash cans all around you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hear that the final issue in the permanently hiatus'd comic Scud may be making an appearance soon. I really hope Rob Schrab finishes it, Scud was what gave me my second renaissance of reading comic books. (The first being the original TMNT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, two comics for you today! That's how much I care. And while I have never discovered a hidden trunk of perverted photoshopped pictures of myself, I have certain inklings. And they are just filthy inklings, they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8723185385793114129?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8723185385793114129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8723185385793114129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8723185385793114129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8723185385793114129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/08/illinois-is-way-cooler.html' title='[illinois is way cooler]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RrpBeXd3uBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OXnmPcYDsZo/s72-c/NK8-08-07a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1946660352991754719</id><published>2007-07-27T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T17:45:54.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simpsons Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warped Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Butthole Pleasures'/><title type='text'>[vacation and stuff]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rqp1mnd3t-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/YPlKqzVFWN8/s1600-h/NK7-27-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rqp1mnd3t-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/YPlKqzVFWN8/s320/NK7-27-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092011634985514978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey, it's my last day of work for a bit! I will be off for vacation (thats PTO for you office types) for a weekish. Because of this I will not be able to post for a little, but don't worry. I got things bubbling in my head, and Ninja Ken shall return!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am also going to warped tour. Am I excited? Yes and No. I am excited because Alkaline Trio, Big D and the Kids Table, and Pepper will be there this year. I am not excited because 80% of the people there will be 15 year old kids wearing black eyeliner. But oh well, you take the good with the bad, and hopefully it will be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I will be heading to the 10:40 showing of The Simpsons movie, I have heard rather "meh" reviews being bandied about, but I mean how can one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and in this comic Dante is all about the butthole pleasures. B-B-B-Butthole? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBIAB&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1946660352991754719?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1946660352991754719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1946660352991754719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1946660352991754719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1946660352991754719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/vacation-and-stuff.html' title='[vacation and stuff]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rqp1mnd3t-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/YPlKqzVFWN8/s72-c/NK7-27-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6245414267418738404</id><published>2007-07-25T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:25:42.686-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spider pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parking spot'/><title type='text'>[trouble in 3s]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqfNind3t9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/GclhInV_Rfs/s1600-h/NK7-25-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqfNind3t9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/GclhInV_Rfs/s320/NK7-25-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091263898359150546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now discuss 3 events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The new guy at work takes my favorite spot every morning, and parks over the line, also making it impossible to park in my second favorite spot. I hate him like people who are allergic to peanuts hate dieing from eating peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I washed my pants last night only to have a large black spider jump out from them this morning as I was going to put them on. I managed to defeat the terrible beast, but for the rest of the day I could not help but imagine his hairy little body running up and down my legs. It was a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The other day I accidentally lathered up my bar soap, then directly applied it to my hair and shampooed with it. And unlike the previous two events, this actually made my hair look freakin sweet for the rest of the day. The ladies swooned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and onto the comic. Lets face at, at some point for everyone porn just isn't that interesting anymore. Ken and Ray have reached that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6245414267418738404?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6245414267418738404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6245414267418738404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6245414267418738404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6245414267418738404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/trouble-in-3s.html' title='[trouble in 3s]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqfNind3t9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/GclhInV_Rfs/s72-c/NK7-25-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8764355158354590921</id><published>2007-07-23T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T18:04:56.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hulk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giant bananas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter ripped off muppets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer sucks again'/><title type='text'>[its not getting any better]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqUzv3d3t7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/IGsSJ4n8SxQ/s1600-h/NK7-23-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqUzv3d3t7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/IGsSJ4n8SxQ/s320/NK7-23-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090531851248318386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished up Apathy. And I must in all honesty say it had the most satisfying conclusion to any book I have ever read, ever. It was all wrapped up in a nice little package that melted in my mouth, not in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the 2nd issue of World War Hulk, and was generally disappointed in the art. Normally I am a huge fan of Romita, but that issue... whew boy, it did not look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about the ending of the new Harry Potter book, and wow, did it take her any more than 30 seconds to think that up? I am pretty sure I saw that exact thing happen on an episode of Muppet Babies (a show which I hold near and dear to my heart). Bravo lady, you successfully sold a bajillion books rehashing everything that had been previously done. I applaud your success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the comic today? Lets just say that summer sucks even more today than 3 days ago... and it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; sucked then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8764355158354590921?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8764355158354590921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8764355158354590921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8764355158354590921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8764355158354590921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-not-getting-any-better.html' title='[its not getting any better]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqUzv3d3t7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/IGsSJ4n8SxQ/s72-c/NK7-23-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1350616645691907531</id><published>2007-07-20T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T17:19:28.837-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>[Summer Sucks]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqE0S0VbEAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/o51VWH0movY/s1600-h/NK7-20-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqE0S0VbEAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/o51VWH0movY/s320/NK7-20-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089406551796158466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're stuck right in the middle of the summer-slump and the next game I'm interested in doesn't come out until the end of August. Boooo-urns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else is there to do? Go outside? PIFFFFFFFFF. I find myself trying to trudge through Vampire the Masquerade: Bloodlines, but its so glitchy I cant even get the prostitute to come back to my room so I can suck her blood! And I mean, if the game wont let me do that then whats the point really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading a book called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apathy and Other Small Victories&lt;/span&gt;, and at times I think it is the most brilliantly written novel I have ever laid eyes on. Other times I can see the author sitting in front of his keyboard just mashing words together and hoping his rants make sense. I am having an extreme love/hate relationship thing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comic today features a word-for-word text message conversation I had with my friend Joe a few weeks ago while I was at work. He is an odd fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1350616645691907531?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1350616645691907531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1350616645691907531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1350616645691907531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1350616645691907531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-sucks.html' title='[Summer Sucks]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RqE0S0VbEAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/o51VWH0movY/s72-c/NK7-20-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-399524560782424280</id><published>2007-07-18T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T06:50:51.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hammer bros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farts'/><title type='text'>[Farting for Fun and Profit]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rp9QEUVbD_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/kASC_4HBB2Y/s1600-h/NK7-18-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rp9QEUVbD_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/kASC_4HBB2Y/s320/NK7-18-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088874139060211698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like any other day of the week, I leave the office for my 9:30 toilet vacation. But this time, oh this time was different. As I walk in I accidentally make eye contact with a dude at the urinal, he is standing with his left hand on his hip, staring back over his shoulder at me with wide eyes. As I make dreadful eye contact with him, his eyes bulge outward for a second, while never leaving my stare, and he farts. It is a loud, purposeful fart. It says "I am man, this is my toilet, you made a terrible mistake today boy". Needless to say I pretended I had to crap and went to a stall, hurrying past him, trying to convince myself I hadn't just seen/heard that. As I sat there waiting for him to leave I glanced down at my penis, it was small and scared-an eskimo huddled against the cold fear of the farting man. So im sitting there, begging for him to leave, and then I hear it, it went off like one of those old muskets you see in cartoons "BAROOOOOOOOFA" his asshole said. I tried to hold my breath for dear life. And then as if my guardian angel stepped in and said "Move along now, stinky" I heard the man shuffle over to the sink, wash his hands and head towards the door. It was the home stretch, the last leg, I was rounding 3rd and I could see the light at the end of the tunnel. But I was too soon, with the last few steps a machine gun erupted inside the room as he farted "FRRRT-FRYYYYT-FRZZZLTY" and then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you, it is up there with seeing a hobo shit on the street with the most traumatic moments of my life. But th worst part... the worst part is, I didn't get a close look.... it could be anyone... my boss, the owner.... the girl who sits across from me.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYONE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH DUH DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ninja Ken today is old, its from 2002. A time when all I really cared about in life was getting girls, and getting hammer brothers suits. And since girls in my neck of the woods didn't like idiots who wore big baggy jeans and wore "Hook-Ups" shirts, hammers bros was the only option for worldly happiness for this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-399524560782424280?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/399524560782424280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=399524560782424280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/399524560782424280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/399524560782424280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/farting-for-fun-and-profit.html' title='[Farting for Fun and Profit]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rp9QEUVbD_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/kASC_4HBB2Y/s72-c/NK7-18-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1733983939640256358</id><published>2007-07-16T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T17:38:03.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pubes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iowa'/><title type='text'>[Out of State]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rpvx_EVbD-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/WVL4A7cpq_U/s1600-h/NK7-16-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rpvx_EVbD-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/WVL4A7cpq_U/s320/NK7-16-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087926269842755554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there, sorry I did not post Friday, I drove right from work to Iowa to help a friend move. It was about 93 in the apartment, I was wearing jeans, I was hungover, and there was nothing cold to drink except the poisonous tap water (really, pregnant women and old people are warned not to drink it). It was one of the worst days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to go on and on about stuff and things, but I'm heading out. So I'm not going to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comic today is pretty straightforward. Pubes, and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1733983939640256358?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1733983939640256358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1733983939640256358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1733983939640256358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1733983939640256358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/out-of-state.html' title='[Out of State]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rpvx_EVbD-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/WVL4A7cpq_U/s72-c/NK7-16-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-475006954768448394</id><published>2007-07-11T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:01:05.028-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resident Evil'/><title type='text'>[Hump Day]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RpVfi4hAy8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/YITV0RywRd4/s1600-h/NK7-11-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RpVfi4hAy8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/YITV0RywRd4/s320/NK7-11-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086076407075883970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other night after I got myself all jazzed up thinking about Resident Evil, I decided to pop the second movie (I had just borrowed it a few days ago) in the ole DVD player and give it a spin. And man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, wow. I remembered that the movie was terrible, but I didn't recall it being a radioactive beacon of crap that could be seen from space. I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;. You would think that the different storylines that the games have had might make decent movies. But we must be mistaken seeing as the intrepid movie makers decide to just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do their own thing&lt;/span&gt;. And man thanks Hollywood, I knew you hated games, but Resident Evil: Apocalypse is a monument to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an interesting partnership indeed, with both camps seemingly despising the other. Movies keep giving birth to craptacular games, and games are fodder for some of the worst cinema this side of Bedazzled. Off the top of my head, the only actually good conversions I have ever witnessed would be Riddick: Escape from Butcher Bay, most Lucas Arts games, and maybe the Silent Hill movie, which still wasn't that great but at least nailed the heart of the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comic today is based off my decision to go back and play through the Halos to properly prepare myself for Halo 3 and to remember more of the storyline. If I remember correctly there was some kooky stuff going on in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-475006954768448394?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/475006954768448394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=475006954768448394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/475006954768448394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/475006954768448394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/hump-day.html' title='[Hump Day]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RpVfi4hAy8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/YITV0RywRd4/s72-c/NK7-11-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7919421107728833637</id><published>2007-07-09T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T17:55:24.690-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hulk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joystiq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Die Hard'/><title type='text'>[What You Talkin Bout Willis?]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RpK7lohAy6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/gOcTK_lW_4U/s1600-h/NK7-09-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RpK7lohAy6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/gOcTK_lW_4U/s320/NK7-09-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085333184460147618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday I took a quick break from playing The Darkness to internet it up, only to discover that &lt;a href="http://www.joystiq.com/"&gt;Joystiq &lt;/a&gt;had included Friday's Ninja Ken in their weekly webcomic poll, which honestly shocked me. I read the title of the comic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformer Xbox 360s!&lt;/span&gt; and said to myself "Damnit, somebody had the same idea as me!" but no, that somebody was me, and that idea was mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you very much to the kind people over at Joystiq for including my comic in the poll, and for anyone who might be new to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ninja Ken Experience&lt;/span&gt;, as I like to call it, let me welcome you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi people, how are you ? I'm good. I just got off work, so how could I not be good?! Are you done with work too? I hope so, Ninja Ken isn't always work appropriate. And anyway, you shouldn't be slacking&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I saw Die Hard 4 this weekend, and thoroughly enjoyed myself. Bruce Willis kills guys, things make boom, and bad guys get dead'd. The movie also starred young Justin Long, a spirited and easy to like fellow indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was watching it, my mind began to wander, and I decided that I liked Die Hard 1 the best of the 4. But the reasoning behind my decision, might be considered odd. I think the first movie really struck a chord with me, because at its heart it is basically a movie adaptation of a survival-horror game, minus the horror. Specifically, it reminded me of the first Resident Evil. There are several parallels I can point to, how each takes place in essentially one building, there is a progression of more powerful weapons, and there is a final boss that just wont die. I know I had more to back my claims up, but I just ate some dinner, and I feel like sitting on the couch now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays comic is based off of 2 facts:&lt;br /&gt;1. I really love The Office, and so does The Hulk.&lt;br /&gt;2. Facebook is getting creepier by the minute these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and on a side note, I do know of people who do nothing but search for others who are looking for "Random Play" and then they meet them, and do them. The whole idea kinda makes my skin crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7919421107728833637?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7919421107728833637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7919421107728833637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7919421107728833637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7919421107728833637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-you-talkin-bout-willis.html' title='[What You Talkin Bout Willis?]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RpK7lohAy6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/gOcTK_lW_4U/s72-c/NK7-09-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5631946921229080844</id><published>2007-07-06T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T17:17:48.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manpurse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xbox 360'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Murse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transformers'/><title type='text'>[Transformers and Messenger Bags]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ro693IhAy1I/AAAAAAAAADU/CJqhWhQQpwU/s1600-h/Emo+Gargoyle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ro693IhAy1I/AAAAAAAAADU/CJqhWhQQpwU/s320/Emo+Gargoyle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084209784224271186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ro6-44hAy4I/AAAAAAAAADs/o_uLEm8oXzA/s1600-h/NK7-06-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ro6-44hAy4I/AAAAAAAAADs/o_uLEm8oXzA/s320/NK7-06-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084210913800670082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a very nice 4th, ate a burger, watched Transformers blow crap up, then in the evening, watched humans blow crap up. Overall it was a good day. Transformers was just about as good as I expected, I had a bunch of laughs, a few guffaws, and one chortle. Overall I don't know if it was what my mind envisioned a Transformers movie to be, but meh, it was fun. Shia Leboeuf was close to the best thing in the movie, pulling off lines much better known actors would have fumbled, I have no fear that he will be able to do the same for Indy 4. The movie also had plenty of in jokes, and a few references to the lore, which I enjoyed, and of course, Starscream was kinda a bitch. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the local office max, or office depot. Or something, and bought myself the cheapest messenger bag they had, only 20! I was very excited as I strode into work this morning, only to be met with the jeering faces of my co-workers. Apparently they all thought it was very funny that I was carrying a "manpurse/murse". I tried to explain to them, "No no, this is a messenger bag, it says right here on the tag it does!" but they would not be swayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you co-workers.... damn you to heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might notice the first comic today is actually just a photo I edited a bit and added text to. I did not think I would be able to deliver as an emotional depiction of an Emo Gargoyle by hand. The idea itself was brought up amongst friends last night at dinner, although now I have no idea what we were talking about that lead to such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second comic I think is very sardonic indeed. Does it burn Microsoft? Does it feel like an earwig in the bellybutton? Oh yes, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5631946921229080844?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5631946921229080844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5631946921229080844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5631946921229080844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5631946921229080844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers-and-messenger-bags.html' title='[Transformers and Messenger Bags]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ro693IhAy1I/AAAAAAAAADU/CJqhWhQQpwU/s72-c/Emo+Gargoyle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-4698019271113247896</id><published>2007-07-04T00:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:53:59.224-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transformers'/><title type='text'>[America, Frick Yeah]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ros09YhAy0I/AAAAAAAAADM/KfVg4Wx4UyA/s1600-h/NK7-04-07a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ros09YhAy0I/AAAAAAAAADM/KfVg4Wx4UyA/s320/NK7-04-07a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083214833575316290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ros0v4hAyzI/AAAAAAAAADE/6SGw2S0XXG0/s1600-h/NK7-04-07b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ros0v4hAyzI/AAAAAAAAADE/6SGw2S0XXG0/s320/NK7-04-07b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083214601647082290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 4th of July y'all!!! &lt;/span&gt;Although it might not mean much to our brothers abroad, the 4th is kinda big deal round these parts. These parts being anywhere in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans tomorrow include seeing Transformers, Eating some (grilled?) food, and then fireworks in the evening. The only thing standing between my friends and I and a most excellent adventure is that mean old Mr. Weather. If only he would just bend to my will, and stave off the expected rainstorms till Thursday and I am back at work uncaring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard generally optimistic reviews of the Transformers movie, although I still look towards it with no small trepidation. As long as the movie has kick ass hair-metal like the 80's cartoon movie (which I got on DVD for Christmas) it can't go too wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In gaming news I got around to playing the Darkness multiplayer....and its quite horrible! To the point where I actually found myself chuckling at how bad it actually was. It seemed that I could only shoot one of my fellow gamers if I stood completely still and for that split second their blur of speed lined up with my bullets. Oh yes, and lag was also atrocious in almost every game I played. This however does little in my mind to detract from the overall package of the game, seeing as I didn't include multiplayer in my brain while I was weighing in the necessity to buy the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I bring you an extra special, 2-color Ninja Ken special!!!! Its almost &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full color&lt;/span&gt;! And then a diddy about transformers. I realize the transformers one has poor panel flow, and for that I apologize. But you can forgive me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pweeeeeease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT4N&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-4698019271113247896?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/4698019271113247896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=4698019271113247896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4698019271113247896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4698019271113247896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/america-frick-yeah.html' title='[America, Frick Yeah]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Ros09YhAy0I/AAAAAAAAADM/KfVg4Wx4UyA/s72-c/NK7-04-07a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5933297464282151390</id><published>2007-07-02T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T17:15:49.960-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peeing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tekken Bowl'/><title type='text'>[Rick, Rick, Rick]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rol4WohAyyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/depwE88FMsI/s1600-h/NK7-02-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rol4WohAyyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/depwE88FMsI/s320/NK7-02-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082725984692652834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone else play Tekken Tag for the PS2 until they unlocked Tekken Bowl? After its discovery my friends and I soon found that our lives had little meaning other than to get a perfect game with the likes of Jin and Heihachi. It became a bit of an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obsession&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you might even say, to the point where we had not only named each bowling pin, but had crafted a finely chiseled personality for each. I will never forget the time I was on the final frame, and I missed the Satan pin, of all things! (Thats the very front one yo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! ... I think we were either really into simulated bowling, or catastrophically bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Ken comic sprung into mind based off observations on the awkward way a lot of people go pee at work. As a rule, I never pull off anything more extreme than "The Change Purse" while I'm on the clock, and even then I think that's pushing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I personally have never peed on a Police station, although I could tell you the names of several associates of mine who may have in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5933297464282151390?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5933297464282151390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5933297464282151390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5933297464282151390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5933297464282151390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/07/rick-rick-rick.html' title='[Rick, Rick, Rick]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rol4WohAyyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/depwE88FMsI/s72-c/NK7-02-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-8640615319214199429</id><published>2007-06-29T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T20:31:05.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old dude'/><title type='text'>[Benjammin]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoWQoohAyxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FqzpJtjA9SE/s1600-h/NK6-29-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoWQoohAyxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FqzpJtjA9SE/s320/NK6-29-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081626782302522130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of playtime I have given The Darkness so far couldn't be much more than an hour or so, but I am already smitten. The game is exactly what I hoped for, its got a keen sense of style, good graphics (think a moody-er oblivion set in New York), great voice acting, good controls, and an solid overall "fun" level. I found myself drawn into its world with a cunning usually only found in Nintendo games, high praise indeed. And now I find myself both drawn to it, to indulge myself in its glory, but also trying to stay away... to savor it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm going to leave the house until I beat it. Hhahahaha oh it won the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was at a mall, and I saw this small, shrunken old man just walking about wearing a full piece suit and a hat, looking like he was having a great time. To me, it looked real fun, and at that moment i vowed to myself to one day (probably after retirement)buy a very expensive suit, and wear it constantly, and just be that guy. I am pretty excited about the whole idear, not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess the big news was that I in fact got a raise. Woo Hoo Y'all. With my extra money I promise to save the Dolphins from ever being eaten by me. And thats a promise you can take to the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea for this comic came to me while I was peeing this morning, feverishly wishing there was a good cure for a hangover... Apparently its virgin sacrifice. Who'da thunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-8640615319214199429?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/8640615319214199429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=8640615319214199429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8640615319214199429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/8640615319214199429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/06/benjammin.html' title='[Benjammin]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoWQoohAyxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FqzpJtjA9SE/s72-c/NK6-29-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-4199889296499773500</id><published>2007-06-27T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T17:34:54.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[Japan Did It]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoLldYhAywI/AAAAAAAAACs/xv9jQYTUF8Q/s1600-h/NK6-27-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoLldYhAywI/AAAAAAAAACs/xv9jQYTUF8Q/s320/NK6-27-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080875622587222786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know how I went on and on about Star Wars condoms, like Monday? Well turns out they have something very similar to exactly that in Japan. A certain associate of mine has managed to secure said condoms, and I hope to treat you all with a picture of them as soon as humanly possibly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have much else to say today actually. I think I was going to ramble about all the good live music I have seen in my time, but I left the list I made at work, so I will have to save that for another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much like todays comic I did get randomly drug tested a few weeks back, and it was super awesome. I got home about 15 minutes before I would have even gotten out of work!! CHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awkward though bc the nurse was trying out her new stand up act on me or something. When I'm about to pee in a cup, I would rather not hear poorly constructed observational-style humor regarding said cup. Just let me go before I lose the urge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-4199889296499773500?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/4199889296499773500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=4199889296499773500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4199889296499773500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/4199889296499773500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/06/japan-did-it.html' title='[Japan Did It]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoLldYhAywI/AAAAAAAAACs/xv9jQYTUF8Q/s72-c/NK6-27-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3274301331333179777</id><published>2007-06-25T16:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T17:03:29.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star wars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voldemort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='condoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wang'/><title type='text'>[Star Wars, Nothing But Star Wars...]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoA7S_mcDvI/AAAAAAAAACk/wMZPqQoq9lk/s1600-h/NK6-25-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoA7S_mcDvI/AAAAAAAAACk/wMZPqQoq9lk/s320/NK6-25-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080125577170259698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was suggested to me that Star Wars condoms, might be an awesome idea. And lo and behold, its completely true! Imagine having a Chewbacca, or better yet the Emperor condom on as you did the nasty with ones sexual partner! Fun and games for the whole family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well no actually, lets keep them out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean unless its like by marriage? I guess its not that bad then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the whole availability would have really come in handy a few years back when I got Bobba Fett tattooed on my wang. I mean I never regretted getting the fiercest mandalore this side of Bespin inked onto my personal person... but if I had the option of just buying a Fett condom instead those first "revealings" of my unit wouldn't be so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT LADIES WOULD YOU PREFER VOLDEMORT OR SOMETHING? CHRIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking harry potter fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and yes, in real life my office bathroom has a disgusting accumulation of pubes on every surface pretty much continuously during the work week. I swear I haven't seen that much pubic hair since 70s porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3274301331333179777?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3274301331333179777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3274301331333179777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3274301331333179777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3274301331333179777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/06/star-wars-nothing-but-star-wars.html' title='[Star Wars, Nothing But Star Wars...]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RoA7S_mcDvI/AAAAAAAAACk/wMZPqQoq9lk/s72-c/NK6-25-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-881010011512290800</id><published>2007-06-22T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T21:31:27.874-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Dirty Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FEAR'/><title type='text'>[F.E.A.R. and The Darkness]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnxnHPmcDuI/AAAAAAAAACc/f22nrg-aLb8/s1600-h/NK6-22-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnxnHPmcDuI/AAAAAAAAACc/f22nrg-aLb8/s320/NK6-22-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079047853911576290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I borrowed my good friend Ben's copy of F.E.A.R. for the xbox 360 and have been slowly playing through it. I say slowly because unlike some FPS games I can't really enjoy playing this one for any more than an hour or two. I think this is the case in part because the whole mechanic of "slow time, run up to guys and shotgun them" has gotten a little stale, and also because its just kinda... monotonous I guess you could say. I am still enjoying it of course, and I only have 2 sections left, but its no Riddick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I am on the topic of Riddick, I am so pumped for The Darkness which is coming out next Tuesday. I saw someone playing a build of it behind closed curtains at last years Comic Con (I refuse to say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wizard World&lt;/span&gt;... it makes me feel dirty) and it looked impressive even then. From the murmurs I have heard so far the only issue anyone has with it is that the controls need some tightening. I am willing to give the developers the benefit of the doubt and pony up tuesday with my wad of 20s sweatily grasped in my paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished "A Dirty Job" its the second time I read it, still a wonderful book, although this time around all of the pop-culture references seemed a little forced to me. Now I need to find something else to read.. hmmmmm. Maybe I'll check The Watchmen out from the library again, thats always grood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Ninja Ken guest stares a Mr. Solid Snake of MGS fame. I just did it a few days ago, and as I completed it I realized that I wrote possibly the best line ever in it. If you havent read the comic yet, do so now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done? ok, I love love love the line "Now put your dick in my mouth and I'll tell you a secret". Man, its just so... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poetic&lt;/span&gt;. That line should be on bumper stickers and t-shirts across the globe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-881010011512290800?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/881010011512290800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=881010011512290800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/881010011512290800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/881010011512290800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/06/fear-and-darkness.html' title='[F.E.A.R. and The Darkness]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnxnHPmcDuI/AAAAAAAAACc/f22nrg-aLb8/s72-c/NK6-22-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-3101416552824021354</id><published>2007-06-20T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:57:52.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zune'/><title type='text'>[Halo 3 Zune]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rnnmr_mcDtI/AAAAAAAAACU/jCxHkFZH-yI/s1600-h/NK6-20-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rnnmr_mcDtI/AAAAAAAAACU/jCxHkFZH-yI/s320/NK6-20-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078343698318364370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true, I have a hard-on for the master chief. Not as much now as I did in those reckless &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;college years&lt;/span&gt; of mine, but still, he is an important part of my psyche. Up to this point I also have been mobile-musically challenged, having only my minidisk player (which I received from the dearest father figure when it "fell off the truck" from my understanding) and my cd player, the later of which has up and vanished from the earth as far as I can tell. These two bold and unusually zesty facts followed by the release of the Halo 3 edition zune has left me 250 dollars lighter, and one more brick of technology richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing around with it for the past few days and am pleasantly surprised so far. Although I do have a few complaints so far- the lagging between menus is shameful, and the whole synching music process is clumsier than a freshman trying to get off his girlfriends bra (of course I am not one to talk, it somehow whiplashed me in my eye and I had to get my mom to pick me up and take me home because a blood-gushing eye makes driving hazardous). But otherwise I am pleased with my purchase. It doesn't feel cheap, it looks high tech, and if I hug it close enough to my heart I can almost feel master chief standing next to me, maybe offering me a cold one, or perhaps some ammo clips he didn't need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh MC, you are truly a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; gentleman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am sure you can tell I uploaded this slightly less minisculed. Someone will have to inform me which way they prefer, easier to read but you gotta scroll, or all on one page, but squinty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-3101416552824021354?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/3101416552824021354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=3101416552824021354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3101416552824021354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/3101416552824021354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/06/halo-3-zune.html' title='[Halo 3 Zune]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rnnmr_mcDtI/AAAAAAAAACU/jCxHkFZH-yI/s72-c/NK6-20-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5999456347416010554</id><published>2007-06-18T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:23:54.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galactus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantastic four'/><title type='text'>[Galact-fuss]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RndPNfmcDsI/AAAAAAAAACM/HRd8aSlmbLI/s1600-h/galactus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RndPNfmcDsI/AAAAAAAAACM/HRd8aSlmbLI/s320/galactus.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077614198123138754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the new Fantastic Four flick (thats alliteration folks!) and was mildly surprised that it did not reduce the my brain to a cinnamon flavored oatmeal. It was a popcorn movie to be sure, but it wasn't all that bad. I mean... it wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good, &lt;/span&gt;it just wasn't bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we come to Galactus. You see, there are certain liberties that I allow filmmakers to take with comic book adaptations. Peter Parker doesn't need web-shooters? OK, that happens in the comics eventually anyway. The Joker was the one that actually killed Bruce Waynes parents? Well thats really bending it there, but it makes for a decent narrative, I'll allow it. The Sandman killed Ben Parker? HUH? Wha? Thats stupid. Dark Phoenix killed Cyclops? Wait wait wait wait a minute now, without Cyclops there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; no X-Men. Galactus is a tentacle-cloud monster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg your pardon? There are many things Galactus should, can, and deserve to be. Some words that come to mind are "Awesome", "Real Big", and "Purple". None include "Cumulonimbus"... or "Not Super Sweet". Why did the director/writer/whomever decide to do this?? Did they not think that the audience could handle a huge freaking purple dude who destroys worlds? If we can swallow that a radiation wave lets Sue Storm create forcefields, I think we can wrap our poor little minds around a ginormous roboty guy. I mean come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many dumb moves made fucking around with comic storylines that are absolutely unforgivable. IDIOTS. THESE CHARACTERS HAVE VOLUMES DESCRIBING WHO AND WHAT THEY ARE, QUIT THINKING YOU ARE BETTER WRITERS THAN ALL OTHERS BEFORE YOU AND DON'T FUCK AROUND SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck man, just do a god-damned movie word for word, panel for panel off a trade paperback. I promise it'll be better then anything a hollywood team will put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I ranted a bit there. I am sorry. It just saddens me to see canon destroyed with such dispassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will notice that there is no ninja ken today, instead heres a quick MS paint of Galactus comparisons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5999456347416010554?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5999456347416010554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5999456347416010554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5999456347416010554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5999456347416010554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/06/galact-fuss.html' title='[Galact-fuss]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RndPNfmcDsI/AAAAAAAAACM/HRd8aSlmbLI/s72-c/galactus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-1283651850658102725</id><published>2007-06-13T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:30:20.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[Theres a cicada screaming at me from above my bed]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCnL_mcDqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/f-DsZ-zbWv8/s1600-h/NK6-13-07b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCnL_mcDqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/f-DsZ-zbWv8/s320/NK6-13-07b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075740604539604642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCnHPmcDpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BoQwJG1lHYk/s1600-h/NK6-13-07a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCnHPmcDpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BoQwJG1lHYk/s320/NK6-13-07a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075740522935226002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCk9vmcDoI/AAAAAAAAABs/JmrpNdy28ak/s1600-h/NK6-12-07b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCk9vmcDoI/AAAAAAAAABs/JmrpNdy28ak/s320/NK6-12-07b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075738160703213186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCk3fmcDnI/AAAAAAAAABk/3yF2QrfulgQ/s1600-h/NK6-12-07a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCk3fmcDnI/AAAAAAAAABk/3yF2QrfulgQ/s320/NK6-12-07a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075738053329030770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. You dont need to tell me, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. Did I mean to be to leave you in the cold darkness of the internet without any new NK to show you the light of day? No, don't be silly. I was just real busy for awhile there. Plus the whole "posting every day" thing was cramping my style. I think in lieu of latsa posts, then none for 2 weeks, i will try and follow the PA example of MWF posts. I think I can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, but there wont be one this Friday, hahahah. I am taking a half day Friday and going camping with some of my favorite people. I am buying a watermelon, a bottle of vodka, and assless chaps. It should be a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To try and make up for the lack of Ken, heres 4 comics, see how generous I can be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few quick comments, the running out of TP thing did indeed happen to me, and when I tried to grab the TP from the other stall I couldnt stretch the ole fingers enough to grab any. So I had to make do with what I had (3 single ply squares...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shudder&lt;/span&gt;). Oh and about the first strip, isnt cave-man Ken just adorable? Look at the way the simpleton is staring into the wrong end of his club. I feel like there should almost be another panel where it fires at him, elmer fudd style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for the record lets say that there is, in fact another panel with the club exploding his head off. Fudd would be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back next Monday, scouts honor!&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-1283651850658102725?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/1283651850658102725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=1283651850658102725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1283651850658102725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/1283651850658102725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/06/theres-cicada-screaming-at-me-from.html' title='[Theres a cicada screaming at me from above my bed]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RnCnL_mcDqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/f-DsZ-zbWv8/s72-c/NK6-13-07b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-5744565216467588129</id><published>2007-05-31T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:20:47.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont go in rays room'/><title type='text'>[Corn Kinda Sucks]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rl-QcZcszZI/AAAAAAAAABc/Unk76xAcUZc/s1600-h/NK5-31-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rl-QcZcszZI/AAAAAAAAABc/Unk76xAcUZc/s320/NK5-31-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070930522984467858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day in a corn facility. And let me tell you, wearing a fire retardant jumpsuit over your work clothes not only sucks, but it creates a DIY convection oven in your underwear. Not that I'm trying currently, but I am pretty sure fathering a child is out of the question now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in the low 90s inside the building I was in to begin with... and was surrounded by steam pipes, most of which were belching the stuff all around me. I was on the 6th story, and was balancing on a 4'x3' metal grating platform, leaning over the edge, over the broken guardrails, twisting my hands around 600 degree pipes, to take beam measurements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I thoroughly deserved the 40 oz cherry/coke slushee I bought myself from 7-11 later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was everything I ever aspired to attain in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This strip is 100% factual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well maybe more like 99.5% factual.... divided by a mobius strip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-5744565216467588129?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/5744565216467588129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=5744565216467588129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5744565216467588129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/5744565216467588129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/05/corn-kinda-sucks.html' title='[Corn Kinda Sucks]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rl-QcZcszZI/AAAAAAAAABc/Unk76xAcUZc/s72-c/NK5-31-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6891600820810943643</id><published>2007-05-30T21:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:58:12.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[Sweh!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rl45JZcszYI/AAAAAAAAABU/aIhu469_Z-g/s1600-h/NK53007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rl45JZcszYI/AAAAAAAAABU/aIhu469_Z-g/s320/NK53007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070553064078626178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have much to say here really. Just watched Deja Vu, it was both &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet! &lt;/span&gt;so I guess it would not be too far a stretch to call it Sweh!..or mweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Sweh, its rolls off the tongue and down into the lap to curl up into a ball. Sweh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweh! I cant get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this comic today, and as I write this I realize I need some better machinery in place to decide which comics I post. I have many many to choose from, and have been far too haphazard in my decision making up to this point. What I am trying to say is I need a better system. Maybe I should just go through by year cherry picking my favorites? But then you, the loyal reader would be missing out on my more currents creations, such as this fine example here...see how I refer to a television show that is both current and popular! Oh my pale finger truly is taped to the pulse of our nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forsoothe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and this particular comic is pretty badly drawn, even for my standards. except that last panel. love those expressions.&lt;br /&gt;TTSWEHN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6891600820810943643?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6891600820810943643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6891600820810943643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6891600820810943643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6891600820810943643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/05/sweh.html' title='[Sweh!]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/Rl45JZcszYI/AAAAAAAAABU/aIhu469_Z-g/s72-c/NK53007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7856180704270533522</id><published>2007-05-29T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:26:03.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[Being a Pirate is Alright to be]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlzuM5cszXI/AAAAAAAAABM/OLQ3I-s1YFA/s1600-h/NK52907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlzuM5cszXI/AAAAAAAAABM/OLQ3I-s1YFA/s320/NK52907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070189185859374450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wont be as long a post as I had intended because I have to wake up at 5 tomorrow to drive to a training seminar. Boo-urns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick overview if my memorial day weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Omaha, birthplace of the Conor Oberst school of indie music&lt;br /&gt;Got put in my place by a 16 year old in Mario Party 1&lt;br /&gt;Ate some most excellent mexican food&lt;br /&gt;Saw some neat animals at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;Went for a boat ride&lt;br /&gt;Slept on an air mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This NK features quite possibly my good friend Adam and my relationship in its purest form. After I had finished it and I read the words a second time I thought "wow, thats us right there then isn't it" or something to that regard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and its newish, I just wrote it last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7856180704270533522?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7856180704270533522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7856180704270533522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7856180704270533522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7856180704270533522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/05/being-pirate-is-alright-to-be.html' title='[Being a Pirate is Alright to be]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlzuM5cszXI/AAAAAAAAABM/OLQ3I-s1YFA/s72-c/NK52907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-2842202320040256327</id><published>2007-05-24T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:11:26.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[out of town]</title><content type='html'>Hey nothing new to report tonight, I might try and scan a comic in tomorrow morning before work. I'm going to be gone most of the weekend, so ill give a big ole update monday when I'm home. Kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRBR&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-2842202320040256327?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/2842202320040256327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=2842202320040256327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2842202320040256327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/2842202320040256327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/05/out-of-town.html' title='[out of town]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-6772242295756316286</id><published>2007-05-23T21:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T21:23:42.762-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hero Ray&apos;s Chinese Poo'/><title type='text'>[Netflix and comics]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlT25ZcszWI/AAAAAAAAABE/U_i-3NBYnhg/s1600-h/NK52307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlT25ZcszWI/AAAAAAAAABE/U_i-3NBYnhg/s320/NK52307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067946946642890082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo for two reasons, first off I mailed my Netflix out monday morning, and my new movie didnt get here today, and two there were only two new comic books that came out today that I wanted (shadowpact 13 and countdown 49). That stinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also where are the cicadas? I thought I would be knee-deep in them by now, but I have not heard a peep! Come on you wusses, en garde!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the subject of the comic, this has happened to me numerous times in my life. Well the chinese-food smelling poop that is, not the eating-of-it part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually it smells like mongolian beef!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-6772242295756316286?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/6772242295756316286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=6772242295756316286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6772242295756316286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/6772242295756316286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/05/netflix-and-comics.html' title='[Netflix and comics]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlT25ZcszWI/AAAAAAAAABE/U_i-3NBYnhg/s72-c/NK52307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-847641557712687676</id><published>2007-05-22T20:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:17:51.177-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cut you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cut you so bad you wish I didnt cut you so bad'/><title type='text'>[Mold on my blistex]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlOT-pcszVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Da8arUTdLxw/s1600-h/NK52207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlOT-pcszVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Da8arUTdLxw/s320/NK52207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067556710209342802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I am not going to name each post the name of the ninja ken strip, instead I will do that in the tags. You may notice that some of the NK strips look like crap, well that is because for the longest time I drew them on both sides of the paper. Oh my nearsightedness is almost painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited out for food and drinks at 9, but thats pushing this guys bedtime, especially if I am going to watch any MST3K or Firefly tonight. It is always a hard call for me, human interaction...or pure nerdity. And tonight I will be flying Solo.....HAN SOLO, bwahahahahahahaha...oh I am sorry for that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and there is in fact a layer of mold growing on the underside of my blistex. Disgusting? Yes, of course. But the pure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;biology&lt;/span&gt; of it is fascinating isn't it?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comic is one of the more recent ones, about a year old. In it hero ray has a knife, and he knifes stuff good. The panel where he yells "Check This!" is perhaps my favorite drawing from NK ever...its just so...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stabalicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-847641557712687676?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/847641557712687676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=847641557712687676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/847641557712687676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/847641557712687676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/05/mold-on-my-blistex.html' title='[Mold on my blistex]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlOT-pcszVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Da8arUTdLxw/s72-c/NK52207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608158142571494828.post-7377254894990959922</id><published>2007-05-21T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:12:36.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>[Ken Likes to Poo]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlJrypcszUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/92NFdpfTed4/s1600-h/NK52107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlJrypcszUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/92NFdpfTed4/s320/NK52107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067231048609090882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they added big team battle today in the Halo 3 beta. I played some over at Adams place, and it was enjoyable. Although it did tarnish the overall H3 experience...it was only about 1 minute into the first game that 2/6 people quit our team, immediately after the other two people on our team started betraying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watched the pretty new model of a red spartan (my team) hump my dead corpse over and over again Adam muttered something along the lines of "Fucking halo players, I'd almost forgotten"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason my mind had blacked out all the terrible experiences I had had playing Halo 2, and replaced them with sunny memories...big team battle today brought it all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this comic has ken both pooping and vomiting...I am pretty sure that a while after I drew this I saw the same thing happen on South Park, or perhaps Family Guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying Seth Green broke into my house and stole my precious secrets of comedy, but let me tell you this much, if an upcoming episode of Family Guy has Peter getting his hands removed by prostitutes and then replaced by beachballs, its fucking lawsuit time baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;-Kid C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;NINJA KEN'D&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3608158142571494828-7377254894990959922?l=ninjaken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/feeds/7377254894990959922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3608158142571494828&amp;postID=7377254894990959922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7377254894990959922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3608158142571494828/posts/default/7377254894990959922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninjaken.blogspot.com/2007/05/ken-likes-to-poo.html' title='[Ken Likes to Poo]'/><author><name>Kid C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04576810964604541498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hEx6iRnaNk/RlJrypcszUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/92NFdpfTed4/s72-c/NK52107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
