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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUECQn8zfCp7ImA9WhRUGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817648117770909063</id><updated>2012-01-29T09:21:03.184-08:00</updated><category term="reasons why I love my company" /><category term="pirates" /><category term="Twitter" /><category term="babies" /><category term="comedians" /><category term="movies" /><category term="books" /><category term="genius idea" /><category term="Heroes" /><category term="are you kidding me?" /><category term="Thank Goodness She's Locked In" /><category term="Hulkamania" /><category term="library" /><category term="hollywood" /><category term="kids say the darndest things" /><category term="travel" /><category term="Clark" /><category term="celebrities" /><category term="internet" /><category term="information you didn't ask for" /><category term="sports" /><category term="messed up iTunes artwork" /><category term="movie review" /><category term="work" /><category term="blogs" /><category term="weddings" /><category term="hype" /><category term="stop it already" /><category term="the Great Home Search" /><category term="Better Than Ezra" /><category term="divergent paths" /><category term="TV" /><category term="Superheroes" /><category term="BlogDay2008" /><category term="music" /><category term="iTunes weeding" /><category term="the Apocalypse" /><category term="Favorite Comic Fridays" /><category term="television" /><category term="Popular Things I Don't Get" /><category term="unemployment" /><category term="book review" /><category term="time travel" /><category term="'90s Memories" /><category term="design" /><category term="Star Wars" /><category term="weird" /><category term="Worst Movies Ever Made" /><category term="worth another look" /><title>You Look Tired</title><subtitle type="html">I did stand-up comedy for a bit.  I like to blog.  This seems like a good place to focus more on my writing.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817648117770909063/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035037891045441408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1cdyPupFnfI/Sa1WfnEQUfI/AAAAAAAAARE/ZcVc0Yrq8zE/S220/monkey.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>376</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/YouLookTired" /><feedburner:info uri="youlooktired" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08EQHg6fyp7ImA9WhRUF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817648117770909063.post-7380462555904144622</id><published>2012-01-28T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T09:30:01.617-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-28T09:30:01.617-08:00</app:edited><title>Podcast Overload</title><content type="html">I think I may be "over" listening to podcasts.&amp;nbsp; There were some days at work when I'd have 4 or 5 different podcast shows to catch up, each with multiple episodes.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't get to listen to any music and at the end of the day, I would find myself not  remembering anything significant about the podcasts.&amp;nbsp; So if none of these podcasts were making any impression on me whatsover, why was I spending so much time listening to them?&amp;nbsp; Plus I get pulled away from my desk a lot so it's hard to listen to a continuous conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
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I started cutting back on my subscription list by axeing I Want Wrestling, Kevin &amp;amp; Bean Show, Mohr Stories and even my beloved &lt;a href="http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/2010/07/walking-room.html" target="_blank"&gt;Walking the Room&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Sorry, guys.&amp;nbsp; Even a weekly podcast seems so disposable when you realize you can't remember what they talked about last week.&amp;nbsp; The only one I listen to daily is Adam Carolla, and I am still subscribed to &lt;a href="http://www.welovecolt.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Art of Wrestling&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espnradio/podcast/archive?id=2864045" target="_blank"&gt;the B.S. Report&lt;/a&gt; but I will only listen to those if the topic/guest seems entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;
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At least I have a lot more time to listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is anyone out there listening to any podcasts, or multiple podcasts, with regularity?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-7380462555904144622?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Earlier in class, the teacher said that a lot of students will ask him, or wonder to themselves, after a scene, "What could I have done to make that better?"&amp;nbsp; And his answer is "nothing."&amp;nbsp; The scene is what it is.&amp;nbsp; Improv is about the moment.&amp;nbsp; The moment is over so forget about it and move on.&amp;nbsp; I tried to incorporate that after I walked offstage but it was hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time was running out in class and everyone had gotten at least once scene in, so people were allowed to start going up again.&amp;nbsp; Once more, I sat out, feeling that this just wasn't my night.&amp;nbsp; I finally just said to myself "F it" and I went up and did the last scene of the night with my coworker that I carpool with.&amp;nbsp; I purposely try to avoid doing scenes with him because even though we are friends, I don't want it to seem like we have some master plan to do a bunch of our scenes together.&lt;br /&gt;
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Luckily, our final scene went well and I ended up leaving the class with a good feeling.&amp;nbsp; I thanked my coworker on the way home because otherwise, that night would have been (mostly) a waste to me.&amp;nbsp; Ah, a nearly frustrating evening saved by a 3-minute scene about carving a chair for my scoliosis-laden dad.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, improv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-3733333444549972494?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My memory may be little hazy with details but I thought their first go around in the Super Bowl was a good game.&amp;nbsp; Sure, it wasn't high scoring but what a dramatic finish to that game.&amp;nbsp; The game ended with a Giants victory which &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Super_Bowl_XLII" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ended the Patriots run at a perfect 19-0 undefeated season.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; It was the perfect David and Goliath story in 2008 since the Giants limped in on a wild card, and no one gave them a chance at all to beat the Pats.&lt;br /&gt;
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And the best part about this year's Super Bowl?&amp;nbsp; It's the &lt;b&gt;same&lt;/b&gt; two coaches from the 2008 game.&amp;nbsp; The &lt;b&gt;same&lt;/b&gt; two quarterbacks from the 2008 game.&amp;nbsp; You don't think the Patriots want a chance at revenge?&amp;nbsp; You don't think Eli Manning wants to prove he's one of the best quarterbacks and win one more ring than his older brother?&amp;nbsp; Plus there's the whole New York / Boston rivalry!&amp;nbsp; Come on, these are perfect storylines heading into the game!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm super excited for this game.&amp;nbsp; Of course, I'd be more excited if my beloved Saints were in it, but still.&amp;nbsp; Let's go  Super Bowl - get it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-2055329128208156177?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh how dare you, Netflix!&amp;nbsp; I missed a few episodes in season 2 but The Wife watched the whole thing regardless of me being there or not.&amp;nbsp; And unexpectedly, I'm going back to watch the entire season.&amp;nbsp; I know this isn't manly of me at all, but it's introduced me to a few good songs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some of the stories and songs are cheesy and I have a very hard time believing &lt;a href="http://glee.wikia.com/wiki/Mark_Salling" target="_blank"&gt;a 30 year-old&lt;/a&gt; is really in high school in Ohio BUT the show is fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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I admitted I watched this show to some coworkers and this young girl who is...maybe 22 rolled her eyes at me.&amp;nbsp; But the thing is, this girl's favorite show is American Idol!&amp;nbsp; A karaoke game reality show!&amp;nbsp; At least Glee has plotlines, scriptwriters, actors and choreography...okay, maybe I'm getting a little too defensive here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enjoy one of my favorite songs/dance numbers I've discovered thanks to this show -&lt;br /&gt;
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Other than that, our LACMA adventure was absolutely lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-9053219209483109536?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Last year, we were treated to Steven Tyler singing Led Zeppelin's "Whole Lotta Love" and Billy Idol singing his own "Rebel Yell."&amp;nbsp; I was very excited for this year's shows even though both The Wife and I were exhausted from work and various holiday functions.&amp;nbsp; They play on four consecutive Fridays at the Roxy and we decided to do shows 2 and 3.&amp;nbsp; I figure they will never have their biggest show first, and the last show was too close to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Week two guests included Linda Perry (4 Non Blondes), Stephen Pearcy (Ratt), Fred Durst (Limp Bizkit) and Paul Stanley (Kiss).&amp;nbsp; It was a pretty good show although the song selection was a bit odd overall.&amp;nbsp; I mean, you've got Paul Stanley onstage and he does Strutter (decent Kiss song), You Shook Me (terrible blues song), All Right Now (a cover of the Free song which was okay) and then they closed with the Kiss song Lick It Up.&amp;nbsp; Huh -- no Rock &amp;amp; Roll All Nite?&lt;br /&gt;
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Week three guests included Sebastian Bach (Skid Row), Chino (Deftones), Steven Adler (Guns N' Roses), and Glenn Hughes (Deep Purple).&amp;nbsp; The song selection this night was stronger, I thought.&amp;nbsp; The Wife and I had gone to her company's holiday party then straight to the concert so we were very tired.&amp;nbsp; Before they brought out the Big Guest at the end, I said we could leave early if it was lame.&amp;nbsp; They introduced Billy Gibbons (ZZ Top) so I turned to her and said, "Let's go."&lt;br /&gt;
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Week 3 Setlist -- Relax &amp;amp; Seven Nation Army (w/ Donovan Leitch Jr.), 20th Century Boy &amp;amp; Search and Destroy  (w/Neon Trees), Anarchy  in the UK (w/Billy Morrison), Firewoman, Helter Skelter &amp;amp; War Pigs (w/ Franky Perez), Round &amp;amp; Round &amp;amp; Tobacco Road (w/ Stephen Pearcy), Creep &amp;amp; Whole Lotta Love (w/Linda Perry), You Really Got Me &amp;amp; Sweet Emotion (w/Fred Durst),  and Strutter, You Shook Me, All Right Now &amp;amp; Lick it Up (Paul Stanley)&lt;br /&gt;
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Week 4 Setlist -- Relax &amp;amp; Seven Nation Army (w/ Donovan Leitch Jr.), Highway to Hell &amp;amp; Helter Skelter (w/ Franky Perez),  Pretty Vacant &amp;amp; Fight for Your Right (w/ Mark McGrath), L’il Devil, All Right Now &amp;amp; Highway  Star (w/ Glenn Hughes), In the Meantime &amp;amp; Search and Destroy (w/ Chino), Youth Gone Wild, Paradise City &amp;amp; Sweet Child O’ Mine (w/ Sebastian Bach &amp;amp; Steven Adler) and Wine Wine Wine, Foxy  Lady &amp;amp; Sharp Dressed Man (w/ Billy Gibbons)&lt;br /&gt;
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Not sure if we'll go again next year.&amp;nbsp; The shows are a lot of fun but they start around 11:30 and are over by 1:00 so it's a lot of standing around.&amp;nbsp; Plus, everyone gets their cellphones or cameras out for the really good shit and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=camp+freddy+roxy&amp;amp;oq=camp+freddy+ro&amp;amp;aq=0&amp;amp;aqi=g2&amp;amp;aql=&amp;amp;gs_sm=e&amp;amp;gs_upl=6497l11198l0l13030l14l12l0l3l3l0l247l1618l0.5.4l9l0" target="_blank"&gt;put it up on YouTube anyway&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-1700894291290225216?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Never bring a vegetable dish to a Christmas potluck at work.&lt;br /&gt;
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I made a super delicious Southwestern corn dish (consisting of corn, bell peppers, hominy &amp;amp; seasoning) and I think maybe 3 or 4 people tried it.&amp;nbsp; It got passed over in favor of the nachos, the meatballs and the 13 different types of dessert.&amp;nbsp; There's supposed to be variety at a potluck!&amp;nbsp; I figured some health conscious people would appreciate something that wasn't filled with sugar.&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lesson learned.&amp;nbsp; Next year I'll just bring something covered in cheese and sugar, and it will all be eaten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-5830447940785664679?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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One person starts a scene by doing or saying something and it's up to everyone else involved in that scene to play the game of "Yes and..." but adding to it.&amp;nbsp; So if I start off the scene by miming the lifting of weights, I have established that we're in some sort of gym or at least exercise area.&amp;nbsp; If the next person comes in miming that they're underwater wearing a scuba tank, they've kind of f'ed me over by denying what I established.&amp;nbsp; Likewise, if they start a scene by saying, "This is a lovely Thanksgiving dinner you've cooked" I can't switch gears and pretend that we're flight attendants.&amp;nbsp; I'd have to say something like, "Thanks, Grandma."&amp;nbsp; I've acknowledged  &lt;b&gt;[yes]&lt;/b&gt; what they've said &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; added to the scene by establishing that person as my Grandma.&amp;nbsp; The scene then goes on and on until it reaches whatever conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course, things can go awry and curveballs can be thrown.&amp;nbsp; In one of my classes, a woman started a scene by being very somber weeping and miming an outstretched hand touching  a coffin.&amp;nbsp; Her scene partner came in and said, "Mom, I know you're upset that Dad never fixed the heater."&amp;nbsp; It was a curveball but it added to the scene and took it from something kind of heavy, like a funeral, to something more comical, like family dysfunction.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm toying around with the idea of having an improv party for my birthday in June where I get a bunch of people together to take an improv class as a group.&amp;nbsp; It's really a lot of fun and you get to be pretty damn goofy.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I continue to enjoy taking these classes over the coming weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-3619640668995826614?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The first time around, I really struggled with improv because you're supposed to hold back and let scenes develop.&amp;nbsp; Everything in my mind and training as a comedian taught me to go for the joke!&amp;nbsp; Time is of the essence, so you get up there and it's set up, punchline, set up, punchline.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what's changed in the 3 years since my last improv class but I seem to be doing a better job of holding off.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember one day during my previous improv class.&amp;nbsp; I was about to start a scene when the teacher told us to hold off because he wanted to relate some story.&amp;nbsp; He went on for about a minute or two, but I wasn't paying attention to him.&amp;nbsp; In my mind, I was thinking, "I'll start the scene like &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;, then my scene partner will probably say something like &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;, and then I can steer the scene in this direction, and then this will be the payoff joke at the end."&lt;br /&gt;
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The teacher told us to start the scene and it went pretty much exactly like I mentally mapped out.&amp;nbsp; Afterward, the teacher told me after 5 classes, it was one of the best scenes I had done.&amp;nbsp; I had no guts to tell him it wasn't truly improvised and finished out the class weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;
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Part of my brain still tries to plan ahead and think of stuff ahead of time, but I think I'm better at letting go.&amp;nbsp; I've had a few scenes where I thought they would go one way, and my scene partner surprised me so I had  to react and keep it going.&lt;br /&gt;
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So anyway, as you can tell by the blog title of this post, I think I am improving at improv and I hope it continues to go that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-7973484329005365405?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Ednaswap was a band I first saw open up for Better Than Ezra in 1996 at The Roxy and I was immediately hooked. &amp;nbsp;Thankfully, they were a local band so I had a chance to see them multiple times and meet them at least twice. &amp;nbsp;Ednaswap was responsible for writing the song "Torn" which was covered by Natalie Imbruglia to great success. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/VV1XWJN3nJo" target="_blank"&gt;Natalie's version&lt;/a&gt; is overly poppy and lacks the true emotion of the song as you can see in the live performance here:&lt;br /&gt;
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*sigh* &amp;nbsp;I really, really miss Ednaswap. &amp;nbsp;So whatever became of them? &amp;nbsp;Some of them formed the band AnnetennA which lasted a little while and recorded a stellar debut album, but then broke up. &amp;nbsp;The primary songwriters, singer Anne Preven and guitarist Scott Cutler, went on to &lt;a href="http://pulserecordings.com/about" target="_blank"&gt;become songwriters for others&lt;/a&gt; including Katy Perry, Madonna, Miley Cyrus and many others. &amp;nbsp;They were even nominated for an Academy Award and Golden Globe for the &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/_vpjUCSMw_4" target="_blank"&gt;song "Listen"&lt;/a&gt; from the movie Dreamgirls, so I'm pretty sure they're content.&lt;br /&gt;
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Still, I really miss them. &amp;nbsp;If they did a reunion concert, I'd be there in a heartbeat. &amp;nbsp;Their albums are available on all of your favorite digital music channels so do yourself a favor and give 'em a listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-7249852384362481597?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Stark confession here, friends: I've actually been listening to her CDs a lot since the concert. &amp;nbsp;Like a lot A LOT. &amp;nbsp;I don't know if it's her somewhat goofy personality or seeing the songs performed live accompanied by dancing, costume changes, fireworks and beach balls, but I think I'm a bona fide fan here now.&lt;br /&gt;
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One song I was blown away by is called "The One That Got Away." &amp;nbsp;I also kind of glossed over it on the album but the live performance was stripped down and full of emotion. &amp;nbsp;It's actually an personal and emotional song but it's turned into a generic pop song on the album. &amp;nbsp;I hate when they do that. &amp;nbsp;Here's the way it should be:&lt;br /&gt;
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I also loved all of the dancing and costume changes during "Hot N Cold":&lt;br /&gt;
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Such a &lt;b&gt;fun&lt;/b&gt; concert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-2528615405070650137?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The run of Valiant Comics lasted about the same length as my foray into actively collecting/reading comic books. &amp;nbsp;I liked the books they produced a lot - partly because they weren't Marvel or DC comics. &amp;nbsp;Their characters were a bit more realistic (origins, body types, problems, etc.) and also the entire universe had a tight continuity to it. &amp;nbsp;You didn't need to read all of the books they published, but you had a real sense all of these characters existed in the same universe.&lt;br /&gt;
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In comparison, take the Marvel character &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wolverine_(comics)"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/a&gt; who currently stars in his own monthly book, and is a part of the team books Avengers, X-Men and X-Force. &amp;nbsp;That would almost be like one quarterback playing on four different teams in the same week. &amp;nbsp;I know, I know, they're &lt;i&gt;comics&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;but still&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, back to Valiant. &amp;nbsp;The rights to the vast majority of the characters eventually lapsed and were snatched up by a group intending to relaunch the comic book line in 2012. &amp;nbsp;I'm not able to pinpoint it exactly, but I am very excited by this. &amp;nbsp;I may even venture into a comic book store again and pick up some of the relaunch on the days they come out. &amp;nbsp;I've been re-reading the old Valiant stories and enjoying them and have also been buying some older back issues to fill in some gaps in my collection.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm very curious to see what they pull together for next year and hopefully it will last. &amp;nbsp;They're supposed to release some information in the next week or two on what their overall plan is. &amp;nbsp;Stay tuned to the official website for details, all of you comic book fans that read my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-7194671553418248140?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So then I went and got myself discouraged because I've been located in southern California since birth, and feel like &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; I haven't lead that exciting of a life in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then I made things even worse by looking at LinkedIn and getting envious of other former coworkers/classmates and what they're doing now. &amp;nbsp;I swear to God, I could &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; do without jealousy in my life. &amp;nbsp;It's not anyone's fault - of course I don't want my friends to leave their well-paying careers or to lead a lifestyle identical to mine -- but still, a part of me &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;cannot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; help but feel envious. &amp;nbsp;I just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;
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And yes, in the same breath as my jealousy, I also know I am incredibly fortunate with the life I have. &amp;nbsp;For Pete's sake, I have a &lt;a href="http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/2009/10/tragedy.html"&gt;classmate who died in a car accident in 2009&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;so what do I really have to complain about.&lt;br /&gt;
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So anyway. &amp;nbsp;I get down about this kind of stuff about once every six weeks or so, so I guess that's what this feeling is. &amp;nbsp;On the plus side, it does motivate me to find a better job and I already applied to 4 postings last night.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just wish I could live my life without the feelings of envy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-5667153822575585967?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u8B9S43PsAPsTXplobYsBLQiDOQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u8B9S43PsAPsTXplobYsBLQiDOQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/YouLookTired/~4/xyWq5CSPyuw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/feeds/5667153822575585967/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817648117770909063&amp;postID=5667153822575585967&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817648117770909063/posts/default/5667153822575585967?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817648117770909063/posts/default/5667153822575585967?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/YouLookTired/~3/xyWq5CSPyuw/hey-jealousy.html" title="Hey Jealousy" /><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035037891045441408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1cdyPupFnfI/Sa1WfnEQUfI/AAAAAAAAARE/ZcVc0Yrq8zE/S220/monkey.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/2011/08/hey-jealousy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4MR349fip7ImA9WhdQFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817648117770909063.post-8664507239594827983</id><published>2011-08-16T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:29:46.066-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-16T22:29:46.066-07:00</app:edited><title>Awkward Partygoer Pt. 3</title><content type="html">I'm happy to report we had a friend function to attend this past Saturday and I actually enjoyed it. &amp;nbsp;I think being aware of my awkwardness helped because I was (somewhat) focused on not being awkward. &amp;nbsp;It was kind of a weird set up with a huge table full of people at a restaurant but I managed to make my way around to a few people and mingle a bit. &amp;nbsp;I shared some good laughs with friends along the way so...yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-8664507239594827983?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Compare that to my Facebook friends list - I think I have about 6 people I went to high school with on there, and I don't correspond with any of them regularly. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I frequently consider deleting them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Switch over to the friends I have from college and I think I have 3 on my Facebook page, two of which are very dear to me, and I would never think about deleting.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think the longest friendship I have going now is with someone I met when I was 15 years old while working my first job at the library, so we've been friends now for 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;
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It just seems so odd to me - to have friends from high school that you've kept in touch with for 15 years. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I missed out on something there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-7558228874103435966?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZsoSbG5ipEOOk_1zTTTVCrnll0g/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZsoSbG5ipEOOk_1zTTTVCrnll0g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/YouLookTired/~4/3AkdKN-3Yfo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/feeds/7558228874103435966/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817648117770909063&amp;postID=7558228874103435966&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817648117770909063/posts/default/7558228874103435966?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817648117770909063/posts/default/7558228874103435966?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/YouLookTired/~3/3AkdKN-3Yfo/friendbook.html" title="Friendbook" /><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16035037891045441408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1cdyPupFnfI/Sa1WfnEQUfI/AAAAAAAAARE/ZcVc0Yrq8zE/S220/monkey.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/2011/07/friendbook.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMGQXwzfip7ImA9WhdSGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817648117770909063.post-338083438466203237</id><published>2011-07-28T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T20:00:20.286-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-28T20:00:20.286-07:00</app:edited><title>Awkward Partygoer Pt. 2</title><content type="html">So I was thinking a little bit more about &lt;a href="http://youlooktired.blogspot.com/2011/07/awkward-partygoer.html"&gt;my previous post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(thank you for your comments Kristen and Jenny), and I think part of my problem is that, like Jenny said in her comment, I think I do much, much better in smaller group settings. &amp;nbsp;A group of 8 people or so allows a lot of time for everyone to interact, split off into side conversations and such and it's also not overwhelming to my brain.&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel like this when it comes time for lunch at work, too. &amp;nbsp;My entire department consists of about 25 people and about 13-14 of us go to lunch at the same time. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes we are fortunate enough to get the big table in the lunchroom but I much prefer it when we have to split up into two tables of 6-7. &amp;nbsp;Those are the lunches I find much more enjoyable so I think that is part of my "issue."&lt;br /&gt;
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I also was thinking about the abundance of social media, as I mentioned previously. &amp;nbsp;I was struggling for something to say to a good friend when a good topic came to mind, which would then lead to other related topics. &amp;nbsp;I brought it up and good friend said, "Oh yeah, I saw your blog post about that" and that kinda killed my momentum for talking about it. &amp;nbsp;Blerg! &amp;nbsp;Oh well. &amp;nbsp;Still working on this overall and hoping the next friend function is fun and lively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-338083438466203237?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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...and I'm not really sure what to think about it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Amazing_Spider-Man_(2012_film)"&gt;The Amazing Spider-Man&lt;/a&gt;, out in July 2012, will be Marvel's 4th film about Spidey. &amp;nbsp;Since the director and entire cast departed after the last film in 2007, Sony is treating this film as a reboot. &amp;nbsp;I think it's been recent enough that we remember how Spider-Man got his powers, what his powers and issues are - yet we're going to have to sit through all of that again in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Another confusing issue is the introduction of Gwen Stacy, played by the highly overrated Emma Stone, who was Peter Parker's first love in the comics. &amp;nbsp;Moviegoers have spent 6 years loving (or loathing) Kirsten Dunst as Mary Jane in the original films. &amp;nbsp;They also spent that time understanding Spider-Man organic ability to shoot webs but now he'll have &lt;a href="http://popwatch.ew.com/2011/02/15/the-amazing-spider-man-mechanical-web-shooters/"&gt;mechanical ones&lt;/a&gt; like in the comics.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm just wondering if all of this rebooting and restructuring is really necessary for a film franchise that only left us 5 years ago. &amp;nbsp;I'm highly unimpressed with the trailer but I could be proven wrong, as I was with X-Men: First Class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-8799553081957341113?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway, I'm just thinking/typing out loud here. &amp;nbsp;I know this is happening but I don't like it. &amp;nbsp;I was at a friend get together over the weekend and kinda didn't feel like chatting with anyone. &amp;nbsp;I was even amused by the friend who was looking at his watch and his girlfriend who said to him, "No looking at your watch! We're staying for a while!" (or something to that effect).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I wonder if part of it is just falling out of touch with certain friends...like the friend that once asked how much I made (when I was proud that I was actually doing well) so I told him and then he told me how much he made and his salary put mine to shame so I've felt awkward around him ever since; or the friend that tells me her son doesn't like carrots but loves broccoli as if that's something I want to hear about.&lt;br /&gt;
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Part of me wonders if it's also an abundance of social media -- i.e., I already saw the photos/status updates from your weekend getaway and you already know that xyz happened in my life, so what else is new?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;But please, all four friends of mine that read this, keep inviting me to your shindigs. &amp;nbsp;This awkward phase will pass and I genuinely do value our friendships and our time spent together. &amp;nbsp;Like I said, I'm thinking/typing out loud here so this post may very well get taken down in a day or two anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-6677888433261093965?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Graham played for about an hour and was very entertaining. &amp;nbsp;He was surprisingly really funny, too - commenting that he hated San Francisco (where he played the night before) and saying he used to play in a band called the Graham Colton Band, which is actually true. &amp;nbsp;He joked that he's incredibly vain when it comes to his career and tonight, the band was calling themselves the Graham Colton Explosion.&lt;br /&gt;
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He has a real genuine quality that comes through. &amp;nbsp;At the end of the show, he said he wanted people to go home with his music if they liked him, so he invited people to stop by the merch table, say hello and pay whatever they wanted for his music. &amp;nbsp;We stopped by, said hello and he was kind enough to sign the CD I got for our donation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Check out his latest music video for the single "Pacific Coast Eyes." &amp;nbsp;Head over to Graham's website or &lt;a href="http://search.itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZContentLink.woa/wa/link?path=grahamcolton"&gt;iTunes&lt;/a&gt; if you like what you hear.&lt;br /&gt;
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You might also recognize Graham's song "Best Days" that we played at our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are definitely going to check him out next time he's in town so let me know if you're interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-7966067815237600522?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Add to it that Captain America is my favorite character and I think I prefer the Avengers over the X-Men and I was sure this series was going to suck.&lt;br /&gt;
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I could not be &lt;strike&gt;wronger&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;more wrong. &amp;nbsp;The first disc starts out by collecting the animated web shorts and telling background stories of the individual characters. &amp;nbsp;So the first episode is only about Iron Man, the second is Thor, then Hulk, then they start sharing some characters with episodes focusing half on a character like Black Panther and a little bit of Hawkeye. &amp;nbsp;I didn't realize these were web shorts until I looked up the series on Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;
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By the time the series officially starts with Breakout (Parts 1 &amp;amp; 2), I was just dying for the characters to all come together and start kicking some ass - which they do! &amp;nbsp;I think one aspect I most enjoy is seeing characters come to animated life. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mandrill_(comics)"&gt;Mandrill&lt;/a&gt; is an incredibly boring character on paper but when you see him move around and use his powers in cartoon form...well, he's still boring. &amp;nbsp;But how cool!&lt;br /&gt;
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They are really using a ton of characters so far in this series - everyone from the main Avengers to villains like Living Laser, Wrecking Crew and Doughboy (who?). &amp;nbsp;Only the first two discs are out commercially and available on Netflix but I just stumbled across the entire first season available via Netflix Instant about an hour ago. &amp;nbsp;A big bonus is that The Wife is enjoying the series. &amp;nbsp;Can't wait to see how the rest of Season 1 wraps up. &amp;nbsp;Great work, Marvel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-8810350000039030321?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The movie is overall enjoyable, even humorous at times but ultimately left me feeling annoyed. &amp;nbsp;I was/am annoyed because of the mere notion of "street art" which I consider to be graffiti and a public nuisance. &amp;nbsp;I fully believe art has a time and a place - I just don't think you need to vandalize someone's property as your canvas. &amp;nbsp;If an artist is really that talented, I think they should be able to get their art out through legal and mainstream methods rather than mess up our already crappy looking major metropolitan cities. &amp;nbsp;I guess they're reaching a much larger audience because you get random people walking down the street but my first emotional reaction is always going to be annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another thing that bugs me is the notion that what these guys do is art. &amp;nbsp;I know, I know, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piss_Christ#Reception"&gt;art is all subjective&lt;/a&gt; and whatnot. &amp;nbsp;But as someone who makes his living as an artist, what the main artist in the movie, Mr. Brainwash, does can hardly be called art. &amp;nbsp;He is shown in the movie having a staff of artists scan in images out of books, Photoshop them to some minor extent under his orders and print them out. &amp;nbsp;So, he's taking an image he didn't originally photograph and having someone else manipulate it. &amp;nbsp;The work of Mr. Brainwash they show in the movie seemed highly derivative of Andy Warhol's work so it seems he hardly has an original idea.&amp;nbsp;Where &amp;nbsp;does the creativity of an artist come in to play here...? &amp;nbsp;And of course, Mr. Brainwash ends up selling a lot of his work for a LOT of money which infuriates me as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the plus side, even though I would consider it vandalism, a lot of the work I've seen from Banksy does seem rather clever&amp;nbsp;and in fact, humorous.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not really sure what to say of the movie as a whole since it left me liking the work one street artist (yet still despising vandalism) and being highly annoyed with another street artist. &amp;nbsp;I guess it it made me think about what really is considered "art" and I don't think anyone can provide a definite answer for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-6734080290818604789?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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They have &lt;a href="http://www.fogodechao.com/menu/dining-experience/"&gt;a tutorial&lt;/a&gt; on their website to let you know how they run the dining experience. &amp;nbsp;You pay one flat charge per person and essentially stuff yourself with heaps and heaps of food. &amp;nbsp;There is a very upscale salad bar that was quite good. &amp;nbsp;I would have gone back for more but I just took one bite of the items I wanted since the big draw of Fogo is the meat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once you're done with the salad bar portion, you flip a card over on the table and &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_gmUuA49yg/TK-T5vwEBHI/AAAAAAAAAog/vUDHo8JtdRc/s1600/fogo_de_chao_8160.jpg"&gt;the Meat Swordsmen&lt;/a&gt; come up to your table quickly and frequently and offer you different cuts of meat - Picanha, Filet Mignon, beef ribs, lamb, bacon wrapped chicken breasts, Parmesan encrusted pork loin, sausage and a couple other ones. &amp;nbsp;They also bring you cheese rolls, polenta, garlic mashed potatoes and caramelized bananas. &amp;nbsp;And they keep offering you meat and side dishes until you flip the card back over and throw in the towel and/or vomit at the table.&lt;br /&gt;
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I liked that there was one flat fee for the experience, and it's all you can eat. &amp;nbsp;I tried to eat light during the daytime but even I got stuffed in a short period of time. &amp;nbsp;It is pricey (about $56) so you feel like you should eat your money's worth. A beer was reasonably priced at about $5 so at least they don't screw you over on drink prices, too.&lt;br /&gt;
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The big downside is that with so many meats to try, you're tempted to try one of everything to see what you really like, but by the time you try them all, you're full. My advice - the picanha (house specialty top sirloin) was hands down the best. Skip the chicken because...well, it's chicken. &amp;nbsp;You can have that anywhere. I'm not a fan of ribs, the sausage was okay and I personally can't really tell the difference between cuts of beef. Stick to the picanha, parmesan pork loins and lamb. The polenta was excellent and the cheese rolls are super good.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another downside is there are no take home boxes so a lot of the food gets wasted! I kind of understand that because anyone could load up 10 slabs of filet mignon and then ask for a to go box but still...I &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; feel bad about wasting food. (Ask me about the week old mushroom pasta leftovers I ate that ended up making me sick sometime.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Overall, a good dining experience. It gets hectic because there are a TON of people walking around (going to the salad bar, Meat Swordsmen roaming around, etc.) so it's not exactly a romantic destination. I'd go there maybe every other year just to experience it again but not more frequently than that at that price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817648117770909063-4761591930611980456?l=youlooktired.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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