Crappy

Last night was not a good night. Actually, it WAS a good night for the most part. But the sucky part really sucked. Went out for a Christmas dinner with some friends. The food was okay, but the conversation was quite nice. Afterwards we went over to Leanne's and had a few more drinks and talked some more. That whole part was fine. Then Carla and I went home. To my place. Which is really my parent's place. Carla started feeling really ill from all the smoke. I tried to cheer her up but she eventually retreated to the bathroom. She REALLY wasn't feeling well. While she was away Odie (a dog) trotted into my room and proceeded to loudly lick himself. I swear that dogs hips act as a sounding board or something because DAMN is his crotch loud! THEN, my parents started doing it. Yep.

I'm 28 years old, living at home, surrounded by crotch licking dogs and randy parents.

Needless to say, Carla and I went to her house. Her parents have the common decency to have really quiet sex.

Let's See

Lets' see how long I can keep this up for. Jerry just got home, and he's a'smokin'. My eyes hurt already, so I don't think this one will be that long. Which sucks cuz I was all ready to chat about the Last Samurai and Amores Perros. But too smokey!

Bunnies

I like bunnies. Where I work is in the middle of an open field, so there are always lots of rabbits around. They cheer me up with their fluffy white cuteness.

uh-huh

I worked for 24 hours during the last 48 hours, yet I found no time to post here. I had plenty of spare time, mind you, I just never posted. That seems to be a problem I have. I should get that looked at.

Saw Reign of Fire The Other Day

Slightly better than I was expecting, but my expectations were quite slight to begin with. The little touches were nice. The Star Wars play, the flaming drool, the attempt at shoe horning dragons into our history. But I didn't like the way that, half way through the movie Woody Harrelson comes along and says, "There's an Uber Dragon, if we kill it we kill 'em all." Or words to that effect, but gruffer. Just kind of comes out of left field. And, really, just one male dragon on the WHOLE PLANET? That just doesn't make sense. And how did humanity defeat such a formidable foe during the dark/middle ages? Or were they just myths then?, that wasn't all that clear.

The dragons looked really cool, though. Really nice looking Dragons.

Yep.

How's This For Irony?

This blog's spell checker doesn't recognize the word blog.

Good Googly Moogly

I am quite adept at doing nothing. I mean, how hard can it be to write in this blog during a nine hour shift containing maybe two hours of actual work? Yet I read magazines, surf the web, do all sorts of nothing. And I don't blog. I'm such a lame-o.

And I'm getting worse at video games. It's scary I met up with Kelly today and we played a fair bit of Mario Kart and I didn't beat him. I was lucky to tie him. What the fuck is up with that. And living with Seve just rubs my face in how much my skills have slid. It's a sad day when your baby brother beats you consistently.

Yerp

So I finished work at seven thirty in the AM. I thought I'd stop by the gym on the way home. I did. Not that great an idea. I didn't have a lot of energy left, which is slightly weird because I don't expend that much energy at work. You'd think I'd have lots left over. So I change and go out to my car, the locks are frozen. Not what I need before going to bed. The radio tells me that it's minus 21 with the wind chill out there. It also tells me that the shit it transmits is today's best music, so I don't put a lot of faith into it.

Long story short: D-icer is really good at de-icing locks.

Carla's new webpage title and discription made me laugh.

I was going to talk about Reign of Fire, but my arm is starting to hurt. Maybe later.

I've Been A Bad Boy

I haven't posted to my blog or gone to the gym for a few days now.

In my defense, I AM pretty lazy.

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.