Can't Really Think of Anything

There's an episode of Angel on. There's all kinds of ballet going on.

I had a Dr. Peppr float.

Carla had lost all sorts of stuff, but then she found most of it. In the lost and found.

I still don't much care for sports editing.

The End.

Sports Editing

Is hectic. We get most of our footage from the Toronto Sports cast. It comes down at 10:30. Our show is at 11:00. SO I have aproximately NO TIME to get everything pulled. Yet somehow I do it. I am like unto a god.

I almost Forgot

I almost forgot to do my daily update, but then I didn't.

Phew!

Mike Bullard

Is not all that funny. He just isn't. There's gotta be a better Canadian talk show host out there.

Yeah...

That Home Movies show is kind of funny. In that odd kind of non laughing way.

You're Listening To The John Tesh Radio Show

I had thought of a couple things to write about, but I didn't write them down, so I've forgotten.

Here's a random thought: I think Nintendo's games could look better. It's like they're using the simple premisesisisisises of their games as an excuse for simple graphics. I'm kinda dissamapointed by the graphics in the latest Mario Kart. I'd go into more detail, but I'm tired and my contractually obligated entry for the day is done.

Fresh Claims May Not Be Applicable In All Areas

So there's this new KFC commercial out going on about how 2 KFC chicken breasts have less fat than 1 Whopper. There's a disclaimer at the bottom, of course. It reads (in part) "Not a low fat, low sodium, low cholesteral food."

Why even bother making a commercial about how healthy KFC is. We all know what the F stands for.

Yeah

I don't really have anything to say, but I'm trying to stick to this daily update thing. Hmmm... Hawksley Workman is better suited to the exchange. His Warehouse show was his least enjoyable. Still very enjoyable. That bastard puts on a hell of a show. Could have done without all the hysterical fat chicks who undulated grotesquely and stepped on my feet.

Yeah

I hate the media. I just saw a news story about the horrors of Grand Theft Auto. Let me quote the nice, trustworthy newslady, "Players must beat up prostitutes, run over pedestrians, and kill as many people as possible to get the highest score." God damn does that piss me off. Change one word and that would be a true statement. Must. MUST. There ain't no must about it. The game doesn't force you to beat up prostitutes, run over pedestrians and kill as many people as possible. That option is there. If you choose that option, you will most likely end up dead, but it IS an option. If she had said GTA is a game where players CAN beat up....." she would be right. As it stands, she is very much wrong. The story then went on to detail how popular the game is with young kids never once mentioning that it is rated M and is not meant to be played by children. Cuz that would be telling the whole story.

People suck.

Teeth

Thank god I have dental coverage. Not that there is anything wrong with them, they're just expensive things, teeths is.

Pussy Farts

Saw George Carlin this evening. Funny man, he is. Quite the potty mouth on him, too. And he has so much hate, for so many people. No wonder I enjoyed his act so much. The opening comedian, not so much. Obvious jokes delivered with not much panache.

More Grey Cup

And Sam Roberts was much better at the Pump then during half time. I was really saddened by how few people sang along with Sam and how many sang with Bryan Adams. Saddened, but not suprised.

Montreal Can Suck My Balls

So Carla won us some Grey Cup tickets yesterday. Yay her!! (the secret to winning things? Buying me stuff) So we went. It was, like, cerazy busy baby!! Our seats weren't that bad at all. Not as far up as I was expecting, and the wind was not a problem at all. I felt a little chilly through most of the game, but never really cold. The game itself was fine, the parts of it I saw. I left about five minutes before halftime to grab some hot food and drink and missed a lot of action. How much? When I went to get food, the score was 14 - nothing, when I finally got back it was 21 all. And there was still a minute left in the second quarter. Grrrr... And the food wasn't that good and the hot beverages were all sold out by the time I got my food!

And there were, suprise, a fair few annoying drunk people about. They were chanting today's title over and over and giving the finger to everyone around and throwing not quite empty beer cups at the television cameras.

All kinds of crap

Seen lots of movies, and musical acts and read books and proposed and stuff. I have plenty to talk about. But I don't remember most of it.

Soon

See, I was being ironic.