Friday, January 30, 2004
It's things like this that make me happy I'm not an american:
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Wednesday, January 28, 2004
Been a while since I updated... I'll post some quotes on here sometime when I'm not so lazy... STAY TUNED!
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
Got me a plum parking spot today, cuz I'm just so damn good at work. Or at least I manage to come across that way, and that's all that counts. Other than that...I need new shoes cuz the tread's coming right off of my right shoe. That's a kick in the teeth.
Tuesday, January 13, 2004
Well I'm finally back after a day and night of no internet access. You didn't miss anything.
Sunday, January 11, 2004
Finished I Know This Much is True today. I'm very glad I read it.
Saturday, January 10, 2004
Well UPS finally delivered a book I bought off of eBay about a month ago... stupid seller, left her plenty of negative comments.
So that's what I've been doing for most of yesterday and today, reading I Know This Much is True by Wally Lamb. It was recommended to by a friend, and it's turning out to be a great read. I'm already over halfway through the 900+ page thing, so it must be good then.
As always,
Friday, January 09, 2004
So NASA's going back to the moon... that's great. But not until 2018! Stupid NASA. That's not soon enough. Now I have to drive to Jennie's damn school and pick her up.
Thursday, January 08, 2004
Wow Farscape is a great show. Here are some quotes I found. You don't really need to know the characters to get the jokes, but I guess it might help a tad. With no further ado...
Aeryn Sun: She gives me a woody.
[no one says anything]
Aeryn Sun: Woody. It's a human saying. I've heard you say it often. When you don't trust someone or they make you nervous, they give you...
John Crichton: Willies. She gives you the willies.
[Moya and her crew have encountered a hostile ship]
John Crichton: Have we sent the "Don't shoot, we're pathetic" transmission yet?
General Ka D'Argo: Well, now I can only speak truth, and that comes as good and bad news.
John Crichton: All right, give me the bad news first.
General Ka D'Argo: The bad news is that you're married, and you must endure as a statue for eighty cycles in a strange world.
John Crichton: What's the good news?
General Ka D'Argo: Chiana and I are having fantastic sex.
[said to a complaining newcomer]
John Crichton: Welcome to the Federation Starship SS Buttcrack!
[Slaps his own rear end]
John Crichton: Open your ears or tentacles or whatever orifice it is you listen with!
John Crichton: The ionic radiation gives her photogasms, unless she's faking it. They can do that, you know. Hey, Zhaan, you faking it?
Pa'u Zotoh Zhaan: [blissfully giggling] Noooo...
Scorpius: Go on. Kill her. Then we'll have pizza and margarita shooters. Do it. Do it.
John Crichton: [aims gun at Scorpius instead] Nobody has margaritas with pizza.
John Crichton: I hate it when villains quote Shakespeare.
Dominar Rygel XVI: No dominar from the House of Rygel ever travels in reverse!
John Crichton: Turn around, pretend you're heading forward.
Chiana: What if the creature's waiting?
John Crichton: Then piss it off.
Chiana: How?
John Crichton: Pretend it's me.
John Crichton: I've got to get out of here before I end up like you!
Dominar Rygel XVI: What, handsome with a great sexual prowess?
John Crichton: Lately,. do I seem, a little crazy to you?
Aeryn Sun: What do you mean, 'lately'?
Neeyala: We were regaining dimensionality when our ships collided and must've been subjected to a massive burst of photonic distortion. Once the phaztillon generator is repaired, we'll dose ourselves and hope your living ship doesn't interfere with the non-thermal dimensional forces.
Aeryn Sun: Do you understand any of those words?
John Crichton: Yeah, I watched all kinds of Star Trek, it's just the order that they're in.
John Crichton: If he masters wormhole technology, what will he use it for?
Scorpius: Faster delivery of pizzas.
John Crichton: [singing] Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you. Sweet dreams that leave your worries behind you. But dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me.
Zhaan: I was. I keep seeing you die.
[John and D'Argo are playing 'Rock, Paper, Scissors']
John Crichton: Again?
General Ka D'Argo: Yeah.
John Crichton: One, two, three.
[John throws paper. D'Argo throws rock.]
General Ka D'Argo: [Laughs.] Again, I win.
John Crichton: No, I win. Paper wraps rocks.
General Ka D'Argo: No, paper cannot possibly beat rock.
John Crichton: It does. Paper beats rock.
General Ka D'Argo: Rock rips through paper.
John Crichton: D'Argo, that's not how it works. Paper beats rocks.
General Ka D'Argo: That's unrealistic.
John Crichton: Well, it's the rules! And it's not supposed to be realistic, it's supposed to be entertaining.
General Ka D'Argo: My coma was more entertaining.
John Crichton: Shyeah! It'd totally screw the pooch, babe!
Chiana: Distress call. Directed at us?
John Crichton: [laughing] How stupid is that?
John Crichton: Oh, great. So he's like one of those mechanics on 60 Minutes who says he's gonna help and then he screws us.
John Crichton: It's Scooby Doo time.
John Crichton: I must be smarter than I look.
Aeryn Sun: That would be easy.
John Crichton: Lock up the women and hide the fried chicken!
John Crichton: Whoa... hell, we're screwed.
Dominar Rygel XVI: Should I disrobe so it's memorable?
Captain Biallar Crais: I like your style hombre but this is no laughing matter. Assault on a police officer, theft of police property, illegal possession of a firearm, five counts of attempted murder. That comes to $29.40. Cash, check or credit card.
[John Crichton inside his own mind]
John Crichton: Can I get a, "Hell, yeah!"?
Imaginary crowd: Hell, yeah!
Chiana: Sex does it.
General Ka D'Argo: For you.
Chiana: For everyone. Sex.
John Crichton: With you? Or with him?
Chiana: Whatever.
John Crichton: It's beer o'clock. Where's my riot?
General Ka D'Argo: I am a full-blooded Luxan, and ladies, I have so much cash in my pocket that I can assure you that the three of us will crawl out of here on our hands and knees come sunrise tomorrow morning...
[laughs]
General Ka D'Argo: I've been arrested for saying exactly the same thing on four different planets.
Thinking back to the horrid hockey game, a thought occured to me. Over the three 20 minute periods, I believe that hundreds of thousands of Canadians both accepted Jesus Christ as their lord and saviour ("Dear Lord please let Canada hold on for the win!") and later hundreds of thousands of Canadians became blasphemers ("God fucking dammit! Fuck you Jesus!").
Just a thought.
Monday, January 05, 2004
Well ain't that a fucking kick in the face. Fleury stands strong and makes some amazing saves, and then scores the fucking winning goal on himself, handing the gold medal to the US.
I'm so pissed off that's all for today' blog.
Sunday, January 04, 2004
Today was boring, mainly because it was minus-fuck (read: -40) out today. As I type this it's -42. Glad I'm not a homeless person. Being that it was so cold, I was only outside when I had to be. Such as when I had to go buy groceries, and rent a movie.
Rented The Order, as suggested by a friend. It was a very interesting movie, with a cool twist near the end.
Planning on getting up at 10am tomorrow to watch Canada kick the US' ass on the World Juniors. Should be great!
Other than that I mostly read/sat online today, so I bring you some more excerpts from Dude, Where's My Country?:
- "Under the special "SNEAK AND PEAK" provision [of the USA PATRIOT ACT], agents may now come into your home and search through your stuff and - get this - never tell you they have beenthere!" >Makes me even more glad that I don't live in the States.
-"During the past 20 years, companies including Disney, Nestle, Procter & Gamble, Dow Chemical, JP Morgan Chase, and Wal-Mart have been secretly taking out life insurance policies on their low- and mid-level employees and then naming themselves - the Corporation - as the beneficiary! That's right: When you die, the company - not your survivors - gets to cash in. If you die on the job, all the better, as most life insurance policies are geared to pay out more when someone dies young. And if you live to a ripe old age, even long after you've left the company, the company still gets to collect on your death."
-"Many of these companies have set up a system for the money to go to pay executive bonuses, cars, homes, trips to the Caribbean. Your death goes to helping make your boss a very happy man sitting in his Jacuzzi on St. Barts. And what does Corporate America privately call this special form of life insurance? Dead Peasants Insurance."
>Wow, nice to know that Corporate America thinks so highly of its employees. He goes on to provide examples of companies collecting hundreds of thousands of dollars upon the death of an employee, when the family cannot even afford a decent funeral.
And now some quotes from Moore's book, taken from various other sources:
-"God says, 'Earth is yours. Take it. Rape it. It's yours.' " - Ann Coulther
-"We should invade their countries, kill their leaders, and convert them to Christianity!" - Ann Coulther (on Sept. 11 terrorists)
-"It is true that if you are poor and can't afford a good lawyer, your odds of going to prison skyrocket. But you know what? Tough!" - Bill O'Reilly
-"Feminism was established so as to allow unattractive women easier access to the mainstream of society." - Rush Limbaugh
-"Canada is a left-wing socialist basket case. What kind of friends are they?" - Sean Hannity
I think that's enough for now.
Saturday, January 03, 2004
Well Canada routed the Czechs 7-1 in todays semi-final game. As we all knew they would. So once again it appears as we'll have a Canada v. US final. Should be a great game, with Canada dominating and coming out on top.
And now there's a movie on Space called Teen Knight. Yes, I think I'll leave to find some breakfast.
Hi nobody.
I finished Vinyl Cafe Diaries yesterday, it was just as good as Vinyl Cafe Unplugged. Now I'm thinking I'll buy one of the earlier ones, Home from the Vinyl Cafe. But that'll have to wait. So now I'm reading Dude, Where's My Country?. It's an interesting read... Micheal Moore's got some interesting and good ideas, but some others that I'm more skeptical towards. Though I guess that's to be expected. I'm only about a hundred pages into the book, but here's an interesting tidbit. Wal-mart accounts for $12 billion worth of Chinese imports. That means that Wal-Mart is a larger trading partner with China than many countries, such as Russia and Great Britian.
So I paid my second photoradar parking ticket today, another fucking $100+ for that bitch. Poor Visa. Oh well, it means more RBC points, which mean more Future Shop gift certificates.
I look forward to the Canada v. Czech semi-final game on Jan. 03. I'm 110% confidant that Canada will prevail over them once more.
That's it for now.
I remain,
Thursday, January 01, 2004
Alright, so it's 2k4 now and what's new? Nothing. Finished a bottle of vodka yesterday, got up at 11:30 with nary a hangover in sight. So that was good at least.
My computer was making a strange noise, so I opened 'er up and found a hunk of dust in one of the fans. I've since remedied that situation.
There's a Farscape marathon on tv today, so that's good. It's a pretty kick ass show. Chia (sp?)'s a bit hot.
Went to Old Navy for the first time ever, and bought jeans for the first time since grade 8. That was a mixed-benefit trip. The store was jam packed and I had to wait in lines for a total of 45 minutes, just to buy one pair. Not to mention that when I finally got to a till I found out that they were 50% off. Had I known that before I would have grabbed at least another pair. Oh well, such is life.
Thanks be to Jamie for suggesting the pants.
I also spent $150+ at Chapters yesterday (minus the $70 I had in gift cards). I bought Stuart McLean's new Vinyl Cafe Diaries, Micheal Moore's Dude Where's My Country?, a book by Esquire Magazine called What it Feels Like, which contains first hand accounts of what things feel like (i.e. winning the lottery, getting shot, getting ebola, having an orgy, etc). I also picked up a Sigur Ros cd, which is very amazing. I was browsing the books, and heard Sigur Ros coming from the cd section. Walked over there and looked all for it. When I finally asked someone who worked there about it, he told me the copy playing was their only copy, but offered to sell it to me anyways. Which he did. I also picked up a nice wall calendar for 50% off. I think that's it. I won't go into how I initially drove all the way to St. Vital, but the Chapters there didn't have the books I want, so I had to drive to the Polo Park one.
I joined up with the Columbia House dvd club a few years ago, after having been a member of their cd club. I learned from that earlier membership that if you don't purchase any of your 'commitment purchases', nearing the end of your term they send you a letter informing you of such, and offering you 20% of the items, so you can buy all of the cds (or in this case dvds) needed to copmlete your membership agreements. So that's what I've done this time again.
I remain.