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Thursday, October 14, 2004


I'm Noteworthy! 

Alright! I done been published! From now on, it's all champagne fountains and rose beds for me! Woo! I'll be sure to call y'all from the top!

Anyhoo,

So I was just sketching on some of my class work and came up with this:
I like it; it's a good daemon, and i've got some vague idea of a very labour-intensive strip I could use it in, I just have no idea how to give him a body.

Also, if anyone wants to go see the play "Speed the Plow" tomorrow @ 8:00 PM, feel free to give me a call or leave a comment or whatever. It's this play about hollywood, movie studios, guys deciding what to show, etc. Fairly biting, if you like that sort of thing. S'on at the Artwood alternative theatre on 75 Portland St., admission is $10 for students, $12 for non. If you wanna call me about it, I'm reached at (416) 654-1907.

Finally, Here's a complete non-sequiter of a link.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004


Hate Me Now 

As soon as class finished this morning, I rushed over to the stands to get myself the new copy of Excalibur. Full of anticipation, I pick one up and go to the back where I read Sam's long-awaited debut. A funny one it is. The next comic to get my attention isthis. Everyone use that link before reading on. Wow! I was so amazed. The beef came right to me. Salmon Eye had been talking about starting up a beef with another strip to continue last year's fine traditions, but the beef just came a knockin' here. As if that wasn't enough excitement for one sitting, I read THIS! So this is awesome! I'm like the villain of comics or something. My challenge now is respond to both of these comics in one shot and make it funny. My current plan is to retro-fit one of my old ideas to make it answer back to these clowns. (I'm calling myself Renny in the strip)

(Renny, looking zapped and pine needled, with a 'H' on his forehead, addresses a professional looking woman behind a desk)

Woman: First of all, you're not a child.
Renny: I am emotionally!

Woman: Second of all, you're not about to die.
Renny: I got knocked out of a pine tree and hit with a cattle-prod!

Woman: And finally, "let me beat up a midget" is not the sort of thing that the Children's Dream Foundation arranges. Do you even have a conscience?
Renny: I'm already going to hell...

So, any suggestions for how I can write back to these goombas are welcome on the "Comments Board". I should note that I had ideas that were more specifically "anti-them" but they weren't as funny.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004


Neeez Duuutz 

Oh boy.

I had such a hangover after WB's party.I didn't get to sleep until like 4. Then the next morning was big ol' family breakfast morning. I got a Tylenol from Mitch to cut the headache and I almost could have played it off as if I wasn't hung over in front of my mom. But I could not eat my fried egg. It was too greasy and runny and terrifying with me having no appetite. I offered the egg to Mitch and at that point it was obvious that something was afoot. I confessed. Luckily, she didn't push me to explain that weird bottle cap shaped marking on my cheek. (Lesson: I can get drunk on 5 beers, 5 Max Ice's is something else)

My dad's been in Toronto last week and he just left today. It's been great to see him. The weird thing is that he was staying at home in my sister's old room. It's like my mom and him can't resist fighting. My dad makes inflammatory statements and she always has to follow up on it.

Today I was vacuuming in the basement (euch!) and I moved some items to vacuum the corner. In the corner was a dead mouse (bleuch!). It had dried to the carpet and it's bones snapped when i picked it up.


The King is Dead, All Hail the King! 

Wow! In one day that guy posted nine times.

Thanks to everyone who was able to come over on Friday night. We're having Ptbo party on Thursday. Devon said he would buy three 24s of AK.

My home computer is revolting againsy my iron fist, limiting my access to the internet, so if I appear online it is probably a lie. I've threatened my computer with banishment but to no avail.

more news to follow.


Double the Posting, Double the prizes! 

How did I ever wake up before Irish Coffee?

Monday, October 11, 2004


I Am Perpetual, I Keep the Country Clean 

Wow. I haven't actually posted on this ol' blog in a little while. Far past time I remedied the situation.

Well, I had a good thanksgiving weekend, what with the parties and the turkeys and all. Well, get-togethers anyways. Drinking was involved in all gatherings, both family and friend related, which was a plus.

I won't bore you with the details of my family gatherings. (no fights or tiffs to report)

Anyways, two gatherings this weekend, Meyers' and Ben's. Both good, in their ways. though I think Meyers' was the more eventful of the two, with an hilarious Benji-Meyers fistfight breaking out and a trip to the video store (I enjoy trips).

Saturday was interesting. I thought it would be a bigger party, but I wasn't mentally taking the whole "it's thanksgiving weekend" thing into account. Pretty much the standard get together group, minus MT & DP, doin' the sittin' around drinking thing. It was good. Good group, good times, but different from my expectations enough to make me feel just a little bit... off. Couldn't quite put my finger on what it was, just felt a little out of my element. It wasn't bad, just a little differnet. I did, however, come out ahead with a half bottle of cheap vodka that nobody wanted. :>

New topic: I was blog surfing about a week ago and I came accross THE WORST BLOG EVER! Check it trout.


You may or may not have noticed. 

But I added comments. Just now actually. So you didn't notice.

I have mixed feelings about this, but a bunch of people said they wanted them, so if the world ends acause of this, it's all y'all I'mma murda.

I have so much reading to do, and so little desire. But back I go.

Enjoy.


come one, come all! 

Hey Dave

No, it's not too late. I'll call and ask them to add room for two more.

Time: 6 pm, ask for table reserved under Naomi

Place: Host Fine Indian Cuisine
14 Prince Arthur
Toronto, ON M5R1A9
Phone: (416) 962-4678

a link to a map is here: http://www.toronto.com/map?mode=geo&id=113877&lat=436698&lon=-793957

See you tonight!



Okay, speaking of vivid dreams 

I swore that I posted to Ape not a few days ago, expressing remorse as to why I hadn't posted in so long. Maybe I was dreaming, because I can't find that post anywhere. So on that note, hello everyone. Naomi, is it too late to opt-in on that dinner thing? My ladyfriend and I would love it I think.

So I ended up in the Emergency Room at Mt. Sinai yesterday evening. No, I didn't cut myself or anything like that. In fact a walk-in clinic would've done fine if any of them were open. In fact the slackers were all closed for Thanksgiving, which is great if you're suffering.

So what was I suffering? Horrible pain in both ears, coupled with an inability to swallow without extreme pain and wincing to boot. Turns out I had a blocked eustachian tube, the tube going from middle ear to mouth, and a good dose of Sudafed would clear it up. Well, 24 hours and 5 Sudafeds later, it's much better, though still not perfect.

Anyway, work's going well, school slightly less so, everything else pretty good, save for my damned sickness. That's all. Oh, and yeah, check this shit out. I wonder if there was a framed picture of Elvis inside.

Sunday, October 10, 2004


Looking forward to tomorrow... 

Wow, I've had quite the week. Namely, all I've done is go to school, work, and cleanup around the house. Tiring and not very interesting...unlike last night for the poor people working at Blockbuster Keele and St. Clair...(I work at Jane and Bloor if anyone wants to come in and harrass me)! Apparently these two guys got into what can only be described as a "gangsta" fight, knocking over a section of videos...it turns out the guy who started it was out on parole for assault. Nice neighbourhood, that Keele and St. Clair!

No other Apers aside from Ben and Shirin have responded to my call for Indian food, but I figured most of you have family obligations. Either way, I hope everyone has a great Thanskgiving break! I'm sure you all need the break.

As for being on the bus...you know what, that was me! I didn't remember at first, but I remember your friend. Shows how awake I am in the morning....I was otherwise completely oblivious to who was on the bus with me, otherwise I would have said hello. I guess it was better that I didn't if your friend would have been uncomfortable.

PS The dress code is semi formal-nice but don't worry about wearing a skirt or anything. Note for the guys though: don't do what my friend wore last time; which was black pants with a red long sleeved dress shirt. That happens to be what the waiters wear....it didn't help that the poor guy was also Indian! It kept him from getting up for fear of other people asking him for refills on their drinks.

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