Thursday, July 27, 2006

More Cheerful stuff

One of these days the world we know will disappear. The rusting wheels and wires and tortured trees and marsh grasses will survive. Unlike the pyramids, this debris will not testify of a lost civilization, but of our lack of one.
- Jasmina Tesavic

These two links show how many people have been killed in the currest Isreal/Lebanon war and in the American Iraq war.

Is it World War III already? Are we just afraid to admit it?

Hopefully i'll have some fun things to post up when I come back from Vacation. Try to stay positive and I will also do my best.


Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Kick ass fish.

Fisherman speared by blue marlin off Bermuda

Monday, July 24, 2006; Posted: 6:08 p.m. EDT (22:08 GMT)

HAMILTON, Bermuda (AP) -- A fisherman was recovering from surgery after he was speared in the chest and knocked into the Atlantic Ocean by a blue marlin during a fishing competition off Bermuda's coast.
Ian Card, 32, was in stable condition at King Edward VII Hospital in the British Island territory from a wound that his doctor said could have been fatal.
"He was very lucky," said Dr. Christian Wilmsmeier. "It was a very serious injury."
Card and his father, Alan, both operators of a charter fishing boat and experienced marlin fishermen, had just hooked the fish Saturday when it suddenly leapt out of the water, impaled Ian Card just below his collar bone and knocked him into the ocean.
"The fish all of a sudden changed direction and jumped. The fish made a leap and Ian just happened to be in the way," Alan Card said.
The younger fisherman managed to struggle free while his father cut the line and helped his son get back into their boat, the Challenger.
They managed to make it back to shore in about 40 minutes for emergency medical treatment.
The fishermen estimated the marlin at about 800 pounds (363 kilograms) and about 14 feet (4.3 meters) in length.

That's crazy man! Just picture that. Shoot. Ouch and a half.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006


Apparently I'm a chick pirate? I would have preferred a quiz with some REAL pirates, not jsut disney pirates. Not that i didn't like the movies, I did.

here's some html crap that may or may not display some other junk!

You scored as Sinbad. You are gifted with gab and can talk your way out of just about any situation. Very charming, but sometimes the charm gets you into trouble. The gods look on you fondly and sometimes through obstacles at you just to see how creative your solution is.

Mary Read




Black Beard


Captain Jack Sparrow


Captain Barbosa


Will Turner


Captain James T. Hook


Dread Pirate Roberts


Morgan Adams


Long John Silvers


What kind of Pirate are you?
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Apparently I'm a chick pirate? I would have preferred a quiz with some REAL pirates, not jsut disney pirates. Not that i didn't like the movies, I did.

here's some html crap that may or may not display some other junk!

Monday, July 17, 2006


This is spectacular. This samurai jack type guy teaches you how to totally kill a guitar. Animated demonstrations, tablature and of course sound. AMAZING.
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More of that physics guy's comics.

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My homie Dave read my previous blog entry about things being depressing and to cheer me up he sent me the below picture of himself.


it worked.

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Dave, you are a King among Men.


More of that physics guy's comics.

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My homie Dave read my previous blog entry about things being depressing and to cheer me up he sent me the below picture of himself.


it worked.

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Dave, you are a King among Men.

Steve Sutton

Apparently there's a new thing called "video blogging." I'd wager a bet that this guy does it the best.

Check him out. (the part where he talks about Grand Theft Auto is FANTASTIC.)

If he's serious, this is crazy. If he's makign them this funny it's double crazy. He should have a tv show. (i guess he sort of does. . THANKS THE INTERNET.)

Friday, July 14, 2006

The World is a Depressing Place

Over the past couple years I've started reading the news with relative frequency and hell ass damn the world is a terrible place. Ignorance really can be bliss. Remember those "Let's talk about Sharing" kind of books? Those were good books. It's obvious to me that most world leaders didn't have these books when they were tots. They probably had books like "Let's talk about Bombing the Shit out of Neighboring Countries" "Let's Talk About Worshipping Money!" etc.
I'm not super informed on most issues so it's not like i think I have the corner on truth here but people who think a war against terrorism can end aren't really thinking clearly. Terrorists can be anywhere and everywhere and anyone. That's why they're not called the army or soemthing. They're just people. proably mostly people whose lives have been ruined/shaped by the constant war in their part of the world. But honestly what do I know? i'm from Saskatchewan. I'm just venting.

I read this in an article today:

Should his tactics push Hezbollah or Hamas — whose militants captured an Israeli soldier in Gaza last month — into freeing or killing their captives, Israel could be in a position to knock its most bitter enemies out of the game for good.

It's talking about Isreal bombing the hezbollah in Lebanon. It's worth noting the only people killed so far (i think on both sides, except 8 soldiers killed in isreal by hezbollah attacks) have been civilians. I don't believe that any party/faction in the middle east could ever conceivably "knock out" as in eliminate forever any other faction/party. There will always be soemone left over to start up a new one that will probably be even more extreme than the group before. Hatred is easily perpetuated and all this bombing and rocketing and killing is seriously messing with me.
I can't imagine what it must have been like to be alive during one of the world wars. the stress must have been unimaginable.

It's days like today that make me wish i gave a crap about who Paris Hilton was dating( AKA having meaningless sex with) or how many babies famous people have.

I'm just tired of constant hostility and violence by people who should know better. these people are RU(I)NNING THE WORLD.


fight violence : )

Thursday, July 13, 2006

VJ Skills

Yo, This dude was one of my friends in college, mayhaps if the band (doppelganger effekt) ever plays out Toronto way he might be willing to do some visual effects thingies for us, maybe even for free since he seems to have become very successful.

I don't really like house music at all really but he was a cool guy. He took me to see this famous trance dude play a show downtown with his wealthy friends. It was weird, but it was pretty fun. There was one bit where i was dancing all crazy (as i am wont to do) and this girl who was dancing nearby said, "your dancing is crazy! I like it. I'm going to go get crystal!" then she left and iwas like ok. .um sure, then she came back later and there was no one with her but she seemed very "elated." later i talked to Christian about it and he was like, "She probably meant 'Crystal' as in, Crystal Meth." And i was like, "Umm. . .oh."

it was weird, but it was pretty cool, i had fun. Got really sweaty. I wore orange pants. (it seemed to me that that was what people at crazy dance parties did.)

p.s. there are also pictures of him with no shirt for the female readers out there.

Saved by the Bell

I don't know how many of you watched this show but I watched it like crazy. Fresh prince too. I'm tempted to pick up the Saved by the Bell and Fresh Prince DVD's and watch them when I come home from work /school. It would kind of be like a time machine.

So this dude Steve Carey who does a webcomic called Poppycock circus has a Saved by the Bell blog that is solid gold.

read it here:

Here's an example of how friggin great it is.


The Lisa Card by Cmdr Steve Carey

Whew. For the first ten minutes or so of this episode, I was a little worried because it was all “Lisa spent too much money on her dad’s credit card” and “wah wah wah” and “this is just like a normal bad sitcom” and “where is the weird Saved by the Bell?” There was even a totally wasted dream sequence where Lisa’s dad was the devil and Screech was the Grim Reaper and Lisa dressed like a punk and I know I know that sounds crazy, but it wasn’t. Trust me.But then, whoa boy, we come back from commercial and get this totally insane Miss Wentworth class about animals doing it (you’ll remember her as the teacher who lied about subliminal advertising and who really should be fired dudes), Slater talking to Mr Belding about wanting to be a transvestite, Mr Belding talking about going to prom with his sister, Mr Belding talking about making it with a Vietnamese girl when he fighting was in 'Nam (WHAT), Lisa as a waitress and they play the tape real fast because Slater used to be a busboy in Bolivia (HUH?), and this really long bit where Lisa has a thought bubble over head and it basically replays the entire episode for some reason.
Guys, Saved by the Bell is really a pretty weird show.Also in this episode, Mr B does the worst Elvis impression ever, the twins buy cowboy boots, and nerds reiterate their fondness for retainers and Ovaltine.

Today’s Quote
Mr Belding: After the war, I was dateless again. That Viet Cong girl dumped me.
Not really a joke, but this whole bit just blew my friggin' mind ok?

Most Implausible Moment
Jessie: “Thirty-seven dollars in tips in three hours? I can’t believe it!”

Um, I can.

Miss Wentworth Should Seriously Be Fired Watch

Kelly: “You mean reproduction in the animal kingdom?”Miss Wentworth: “I prefer to call it ‘monkey business in the jungle.’”
Slater: “Yeah, how come birds aren’t attracted to horses?”
Miss Wentworth: “Oh, but they are. Unfortunately, there just isn’t room in the nest.”
Miss Wentworth: “Today’s topic: The Pond - Nature’s Hot Tub.”
Add to that getting the class to do impressions of frogs, insects, and birds in heat, and you’ve got a teacher who is seriously unstable. And, I ask this again, what the hell class does this lady teach??

How’d This Get Past Standards?
WatchIt was an innuendo bonanza today, even taking out Miss Wentworth’s class.

Screech (discussing a piece of Lisa’s lingerie he just bought(!)): It will lie next to me in my bed.
Lisa: I thought you slept with your dog?
Screech: He won’t mind!

Mr Belding: “I’ll never forget her first words to me - don’t swallow your tongue!”
Customer: “This isn’t what I ordered - you were supposed to toast my buns!”
Lisa: “Daddy, I was kissed by nerds!”
Lisa: "Daddy, punish me!"

I miss you Saved by the Bell.

Friday, July 07, 2006

A Classy Dude

I have a habit of reading Wikipedia when I'm on the interwub and it takes me to all kinds of interesting topics. Did you know Bobby McFerrin ISN'T dead like everyone thinks? he's still doin all kinds of stuff. He was even on Family Guy. This isn't the point. This is a little speechy that Mr. Rogers gave in Supreme Court o nthe subject of VCRs. I think this statement would apply to all kinds of media usage. I bet all the copyright fanatics over at would go bonkers over this quote except they seem seem to hate Christians pretty bad so maybe not.

"Some public stations, as well as commercial stations, program the 'Neighborhood' at hours when some children cannot use it ... I have always felt that with the advent of all of this new technology that allows people to tape the 'Neighborhood' off-the-air, and I'm speaking for the 'Neighborhood' because that's what I produce, that they then become much more active in the programming of their family's television life. Very frankly, I am opposed to people being programmed by others. My whole approach in broadcasting has always been 'You are an important person just the way you are. You can make healthy decisions.' Maybe I'm going on too long, but I just feel that anything that allows a person to be more active in the control of his or her life, in a healthy way, is important."

And that's that. Rock and roll Mr. Rogers.


She is now in the vile embrace of the Apollo of the evening. Her head rests upon his shoulder, her face is upturned to his, her bare arm is almost around his neck, her partly nude swelling breast heaves tumultuously against his, face to face they whirl on, his limbs interwoven with hers, his strong right arm around her yielding form, he presses her to him until every curve in the contour of her body thrills with the amorous contact. Her eyes look into his, but she sees nothing; the soft music fills the room, but she hears it not; he bends her body to and fro, but she knows it not; his hot breath, tainted with strong drink, is on her hair and cheek, his lips almost touch her forehead, yet she does not shrink; his eyes, gleaming with a fierce, intolerable lust, gloat over her, yet she does not quail. She is filled with the rapture of sin in its intensity; her spirit is inflamed with passion and lust is gratified in thought. With a last low wail the music ceases, and the dance for the night is ended, but not the evil work of the night.

The girl whose blood is hot from the exertion and whose every carnal sense is aroused and aflame by the repetition of such scenes as we have witnessed, is led to the ever-waiting carriage, where she sinks exhausted on the cushioned seat. Oh, if I could picture to you the fiendish look that comes into his eyes as he sees his helpless victim before him. Now is his golden opportunity. He must not miss it, and he does not, and that beautiful girl who entered the dancing school as pure and innocent as an angel three months ago returns to her home that night robbed of that most precious jewel of womanhood--virtue!

When she awakes the next morning to a realizing sense of her position her first impulse is to self-destruction, but she deludes herself with the thought that her "dancing" companion will right the wrong by marriage, but that is the farthest from his thoughts, and he casts her off--"he wishes a pure woman for his wife."

She has no longer any claim to purity; her self-respect is lost; she sinks lower and lower; society shuns her, and she is to-day a brothel inmate, the toy and plaything of the libertine and drunkard.


Thursday, July 06, 2006

WTF mate?

Stop with the ding dang missle crisis' already.


Yeah I'm talking to you:
North Korea

You bunch of dinks. Cut it out with the killing everyone on earth plans.

jeez. Read a book.