<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876</id><updated>2009-02-21T11:57:28.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaron C-T Says Stuff</title><subtitle type='html'>Everyone’s got something to say, and I have a big mouth.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-6983349201808281392</id><published>2008-12-14T18:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:18:54.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design'/><title type='text'>Back to Beta: Why I Can't Stand Google's Chrome</title><summary type='text'>I'm all for alternative browsers and programs. I'm all for faster loading times, more "real estate" and less clutter. I'm for attempts at innovation. But there's no way I can stand to deal with Chrome any longer. Here's a bit of backstory: like Cuil when it was first released, I jumped all over Google Chrome, reading the rather long comic explaining the features and how Chrome would work. I then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6983349201808281392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=6983349201808281392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/6983349201808281392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/6983349201808281392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-to-beta-why-i-cant-stand-googles_14.html' title='Back to Beta: Why I Can&apos;t Stand Google&apos;s Chrome'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-2629908913467208514</id><published>2008-12-11T20:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:05:55.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>Designing a Better All-in-One</title><summary type='text'>Last year, just before I went off to my first year at SCAD, I bought, against the advice of others, a Tablet PC. It has joined my "stupid purchases" list, right alongside the Motorola Rokr e1. Where it saves me money from having to buy a tablet, it kills my ability to effectively do any 3D work, and until recently when I reinstalled Vista Business from scratch, had committed itself to clicking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/2629908913467208514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=2629908913467208514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/2629908913467208514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/2629908913467208514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/12/designing-better-all-in-one.html' title='Designing a Better All-in-One'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-486126301546276937</id><published>2008-08-19T13:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:12:27.051-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>As Summer Winds Down</title><summary type='text'>Given that not much has gone down the majority of the summer and that everyone I could do stuff with, excluding DB, is going to be headed to school in a few days. With that in mind, I've decided on a few things I could do to spend my time, inspire myself and all that jazz. Outside of keeping up with my diet, working out as much as possible,  and doodling, I've decided to grab a bunch of random </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/486126301546276937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=486126301546276937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/486126301546276937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/486126301546276937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-summer-winds-down.html' title='As Summer Winds Down'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-1331390998557763953</id><published>2008-08-04T12:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:18:56.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>So then I Got a Zune...</title><summary type='text'>"This is almost as nice, if not nicer than an iPod." It's definitely gonna be the latter. At around $250, the 80GB Zune model competes with the iPod on every level, and then pimp slaps it across tables. The new Zunes are much more sleek than their 30GB predecessors and have a new navigation system that can actually compete with all this touch madness. The new squircle Zune Pad combines scroll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/1331390998557763953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=1331390998557763953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/1331390998557763953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/1331390998557763953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-then-i-got-zune.html' title='So then I Got a Zune...'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-8105045943479268699</id><published>2008-08-03T03:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T04:18:04.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Dieting Woes</title><summary type='text'>There are things we'd all like to change about ourselves or, at the very least, aren't completely satisfied with. At 5'7, I'm not very tall for a nineteen year old male. Most girls are around my height and in heels easily surpass it. There's nothing I can really do about that. I can, however, do something about scrawniness. When people think of the idea of dieting, thoughts of large people on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/8105045943479268699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=8105045943479268699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/8105045943479268699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/8105045943479268699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/08/dieting-woes.html' title='Dieting Woes'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-4444502356645922805</id><published>2008-07-06T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:00:01.055-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Driving with your Left Foot</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever tried it? It's not exactly hard per say, just kind of awkward. It's different, it's fresh. Not like learning to drive again, but it makes it very obvious that yes, you are in fact driving an automobile. It definitely halts any of that sort of “dazed driving,” where your just sort of moving through motions without actually watching things pass you by. Those times when you're alone in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4444502356645922805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=4444502356645922805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/4444502356645922805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/4444502356645922805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/07/driving-with-your-left-foot.html' title='Driving with your Left Foot'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-4467217533618522575</id><published>2008-06-29T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T11:00:01.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>African American? Other'll do.</title><summary type='text'>African. That would suggest I'm from Africa. Funny thing, though, no one in my family, as far as I know was born in Africa, or has even lived or visited there for a time. So why am I expected to silently fall under a label, another method of categorization, a sly means of discrimination and simply allow myself to become African? I was born in Stuttgart, Germany on June 2nd of the year 1989. A few</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4467217533618522575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=4467217533618522575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/4467217533618522575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/4467217533618522575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/african-american-otherll-do.html' title='African American? Other&apos;ll do.'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-4114454177051088835</id><published>2008-06-22T11:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T11:00:00.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Prejudice Thrives or It's Only Marriage</title><summary type='text'>Marriage is a concept. There's no worth to a marriage in itself. Legal documents are what make it significant, it's only the paper that says you're married and the legal benefits and tax cuts you receive that make being married any different than simply loving, living, and having kids with someone you'll love “for better or worse, 'till death do you part.” It's artificial at its core; merely a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/4114454177051088835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=4114454177051088835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/4114454177051088835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/4114454177051088835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/prejudice-thrives-or-its-only-marriage.html' title='Prejudice Thrives or It&apos;s Only Marriage'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746377469055590876.post-6618035949184263368</id><published>2008-06-19T11:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T11:13:04.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Grab it by the Balls or Hello, World!</title><summary type='text'>Life. You only live it once, so you may as well take your best shot at it. No one really knows exactly why we're here or how it happened, but I think it's safe to assume that we're meant to be as happy with ourselves as possible while it lasts. I've had lots of conversation with friends that ended up dissolving into meaningless complaints of our oh-so-horrid lives. Everything possible had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/feeds/6618035949184263368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7746377469055590876&amp;postID=6618035949184263368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/6618035949184263368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7746377469055590876/posts/default/6618035949184263368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronc-t.blogspot.com/2008/06/grab-it-by-balls-or-hello-world_19.html' title='Grab it by the Balls or Hello, World!'/><author><name>Aaron C-T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09297008403117619199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09181215392904886111'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>