archives
03/28/2004 - 04/04/2004
04/04/2004 - 04/11/2004
04/11/2004 - 04/18/2004
04/18/2004 - 04/25/2004
04/25/2004 - 05/02/2004
05/02/2004 - 05/09/2004
05/09/2004 - 05/16/2004
05/16/2004 - 05/23/2004
05/23/2004 - 05/30/2004
05/30/2004 - 06/06/2004
06/06/2004 - 06/13/2004
06/13/2004 - 06/20/2004
06/20/2004 - 06/27/2004
06/27/2004 - 07/04/2004
07/04/2004 - 07/11/2004
07/11/2004 - 07/18/2004
07/18/2004 - 07/25/2004
07/25/2004 - 08/01/2004
08/01/2004 - 08/08/2004
08/08/2004 - 08/15/2004
08/15/2004 - 08/22/2004
08/22/2004 - 08/29/2004
08/29/2004 - 09/05/2004
09/05/2004 - 09/12/2004
09/12/2004 - 09/19/2004
09/19/2004 - 09/26/2004
09/26/2004 - 10/03/2004
10/03/2004 - 10/10/2004
10/10/2004 - 10/17/2004
10/17/2004 - 10/24/2004
10/24/2004 - 10/31/2004
10/31/2004 - 11/07/2004
11/07/2004 - 11/14/2004
11/14/2004 - 11/21/2004
11/21/2004 - 11/28/2004
11/28/2004 - 12/05/2004
12/05/2004 - 12/12/2004
12/12/2004 - 12/19/2004
12/19/2004 - 12/26/2004
12/26/2004 - 01/02/2005
01/02/2005 - 01/09/2005
01/09/2005 - 01/16/2005
01/16/2005 - 01/23/2005
01/23/2005 - 01/30/2005
01/30/2005 - 02/06/2005
02/06/2005 - 02/13/2005
02/13/2005 - 02/20/2005
02/20/2005 - 02/27/2005
02/27/2005 - 03/06/2005
03/06/2005 - 03/13/2005
03/13/2005 - 03/20/2005
03/20/2005 - 03/27/2005
03/27/2005 - 04/03/2005
04/03/2005 - 04/10/2005
04/10/2005 - 04/17/2005
04/17/2005 - 04/24/2005
04/24/2005 - 05/01/2005
05/01/2005 - 05/08/2005
05/08/2005 - 05/15/2005
05/15/2005 - 05/22/2005
05/22/2005 - 05/29/2005
05/29/2005 - 06/05/2005
06/05/2005 - 06/12/2005
06/12/2005 - 06/19/2005
06/19/2005 - 06/26/2005
06/26/2005 - 07/03/2005
07/03/2005 - 07/10/2005
07/10/2005 - 07/17/2005
07/17/2005 - 07/24/2005
07/24/2005 - 07/31/2005
07/31/2005 - 08/07/2005
08/07/2005 - 08/14/2005
08/14/2005 - 08/21/2005
08/21/2005 - 08/28/2005
08/28/2005 - 09/04/2005
09/04/2005 - 09/11/2005
09/11/2005 - 09/18/2005
09/18/2005 - 09/25/2005
09/25/2005 - 10/02/2005
10/02/2005 - 10/09/2005
10/09/2005 - 10/16/2005
10/16/2005 - 10/23/2005
10/23/2005 - 10/30/2005
10/30/2005 - 11/06/2005
11/06/2005 - 11/13/2005
11/13/2005 - 11/20/2005
11/20/2005 - 11/27/2005
11/27/2005 - 12/04/2005
12/04/2005 - 12/11/2005
12/11/2005 - 12/18/2005
12/18/2005 - 12/25/2005
12/25/2005 - 01/01/2006
01/01/2006 - 01/08/2006
01/08/2006 - 01/15/2006
01/15/2006 - 01/22/2006
01/22/2006 - 01/29/2006
01/29/2006 - 02/05/2006
02/05/2006 - 02/12/2006
02/12/2006 - 02/19/2006
02/19/2006 - 02/26/2006
02/26/2006 - 03/05/2006
03/05/2006 - 03/12/2006
03/12/2006 - 03/19/2006
03/19/2006 - 03/26/2006
03/26/2006 - 04/02/2006
04/02/2006 - 04/09/2006
04/09/2006 - 04/16/2006
04/16/2006 - 04/23/2006
04/23/2006 - 04/30/2006
04/30/2006 - 05/07/2006
05/07/2006 - 05/14/2006
05/14/2006 - 05/21/2006
05/21/2006 - 05/28/2006
05/28/2006 - 06/04/2006
06/04/2006 - 06/11/2006
06/11/2006 - 06/18/2006
06/18/2006 - 06/25/2006
06/25/2006 - 07/02/2006
07/02/2006 - 07/09/2006
07/09/2006 - 07/16/2006
07/16/2006 - 07/23/2006
07/23/2006 - 07/30/2006
07/30/2006 - 08/06/2006
08/06/2006 - 08/13/2006
08/13/2006 - 08/20/2006
08/20/2006 - 08/27/2006
08/27/2006 - 09/03/2006
09/03/2006 - 09/10/2006
09/10/2006 - 09/17/2006
09/17/2006 - 09/24/2006
09/24/2006 - 10/01/2006
10/01/2006 - 10/08/2006
10/08/2006 - 10/15/2006
10/15/2006 - 10/22/2006
10/22/2006 - 10/29/2006
10/29/2006 - 11/05/2006
11/05/2006 - 11/12/2006
11/12/2006 - 11/19/2006
11/19/2006 - 11/26/2006
11/26/2006 - 12/03/2006
12/03/2006 - 12/10/2006
12/10/2006 - 12/17/2006
12/17/2006 - 12/24/2006
12/24/2006 - 12/31/2006
12/31/2006 - 01/07/2007
01/07/2007 - 01/14/2007
01/14/2007 - 01/21/2007
01/21/2007 - 01/28/2007
01/28/2007 - 02/04/2007
02/04/2007 - 02/11/2007
02/11/2007 - 02/18/2007
02/18/2007 - 02/25/2007
02/25/2007 - 03/04/2007
03/11/2007 - 03/18/2007
03/18/2007 - 03/25/2007
04/08/2007 - 04/15/2007
04/15/2007 - 04/22/2007
04/22/2007 - 04/29/2007
04/29/2007 - 05/06/2007
05/06/2007 - 05/13/2007
05/13/2007 - 05/20/2007
05/27/2007 - 06/03/2007
06/10/2007 - 06/17/2007
06/17/2007 - 06/24/2007
06/24/2007 - 07/01/2007
07/01/2007 - 07/08/2007
07/15/2007 - 07/22/2007
09/02/2007 - 09/09/2007
09/16/2007 - 09/23/2007
10/07/2007 - 10/14/2007
10/21/2007 - 10/28/2007
11/18/2007 - 11/25/2007
11/25/2007 - 12/02/2007
12/02/2007 - 12/09/2007
12/09/2007 - 12/16/2007
12/16/2007 - 12/23/2007
12/23/2007 - 12/30/2007
12/30/2007 - 01/06/2008
01/06/2008 - 01/13/2008
01/13/2008 - 01/20/2008
01/20/2008 - 01/27/2008
01/27/2008 - 02/03/2008
02/03/2008 - 02/10/2008
02/17/2008 - 02/24/2008
02/24/2008 - 03/02/2008
03/02/2008 - 03/09/2008
03/09/2008 - 03/16/2008
03/23/2008 - 03/30/2008
03/30/2008 - 04/06/2008
04/06/2008 - 04/13/2008
04/20/2008 - 04/27/2008
04/27/2008 - 05/04/2008
05/11/2008 - 05/18/2008
05/18/2008 - 05/25/2008
06/01/2008 - 06/08/2008
06/08/2008 - 06/15/2008
06/15/2008 - 06/22/2008
06/22/2008 - 06/29/2008
06/29/2008 - 07/06/2008
07/20/2008 - 07/27/2008
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Canibus' Wisdom
"I was injected with sodium pentathol and questioned"
Sodium Pentathol is the "truth serum".
"When I die will I go to heaven or hell,
Or end up in a place called the Van Allen Belt?"
The Van Allen Belt is some sort of gravity ring around the Earth or something. Jacob could probably explain it better.
"I should get twenty dollars and go to Econolodge,
And tie the sawed-off trigger around the doorknob,
Call the police squad and tell them I'm in room 105,
And that dirty bomb's inside"
- Showtime At The Gallow, a song where he explains why he wants to fight for the army.
"Apithecus Aphorensus" (sp?) I haven't figured this one out, yet.
Finally: if they didn't want to deal with drunken nerds at 1:50 am, why would Subway stay open until 2 am?
Thursday, January 06, 2005
I'm going to be 20?! WTF!
Apperently I'm turning 20 on friday. One of the things about being on vacation (and not having a job) is that the days tend to blend together and lose their meaning. So it was rather surprising to look at a calender and realize that friday was jan 7, my (and Milliard Fillmore's and Ukranian Jesus's) birthday. It sucks because I don't feel mature enought to have a "2" in front of my name. I don't even feel mature enough to be in the double digits at all.
That said I was thinking of doing some 20th bday thing on friday night (I'm having supper with the parents in the early evening).
Also I found this picture very funny:
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Action-Packed Week
Monday:
Vidye.
Pitch an immoral video project which entails pretending to be a journalist and lying to people on the street. Also, hi-jacking UFA to have a crazy plot. No one seems to think the vidye sounds immoral and the reaction I get from students is pretty good. Let's keep our fingers crossed.
Tuesday:
Adventures at St. Clair and Yonge.
Went to the dentist (minor cavity). Had some time to kill in that area before my other dentist appointment (wisdom teeth inspection). So I got some big macs from the McDonald's in St. Clair Station. It turns out they don't have any seating there. I was prepared to eat standing up (they have a lil' counter) facing out to the street, but as I attempt it, the sorrow of it becomes too great. Also, you just KNOW that the coolest/sexiest/most important person is going to come walking by right then and see you. So I pack up my "lunch" and head elsewhere. There's a big ravine nearby to I head down. The ravine was ice-slick everywhere and right beside a river. I lose my footing and land my hands on a log, crushing my lunch. I sit down and eat my lunch while my fuckin' hands freeze.
Then I see a woman jogging. A madwoman, surely. Then there's another guy jogging on the other side of the river where it's even icier! How is this possible? I slipped while walking cautiously in my superhugeboots and these people are jogging!
Then after lunch I hang around by the riverside and listen to Canibus and appreciate the amazing beauty of nature. According to the dentist mafia I need my wisdom teeth out.
Wednesday: (Woden's Day)
The Only 2 Things In My Life (TTC, York)
I woke up this morning to AVR. That's right, I currently have my clock radio set to Aboriginal Voices Radio where I came to at random. It's cool, cause a lot of the time you wake up to blues, rock or even hip hop, but about 1/3 of the time you wake up to the traditional drums and high pitched chanting and that always startles me right out of bed.
Anyways, I'm on the subway and it stops. They are not running any trainss to Downsview so we have to take a shuttlebus from Wilson. The whole procedure costs me about 20 minutes. I'm twenty minutes late for my first class ever of Theatre for Goons (5th floor TEL building) and I step in and the prof tells me "You're late, I'm docking you five marks." I am so taken aback I say nothing. Is he kidding? Before I can open my mouth he's plunged on ahead with his lecture. I cut through the circle and he makes another weird, semi-threatening (joke?) that the other students seem to get. Anyways, he ends up being okay, but also a pompous asshole in the way that typical theatre teachers are.
That class is just over 1/2 girls and they range from 6 through to 10 so hopefully I can pull some hijinx in the middleground.
Also, here's a little something I read about in the Toronto Stars
The Canadian Blog Directory. Does anyone else think we should join up? Founder Ben? Blog Culture Enthusiast Jacob? Resident Oddball Matthew?
Goin' Ape, With Mondo!
Hey, remember that "Gilbert Gottfried" crap I posted last week? Well, I've re-written it slightly and submitted it to Mondo Magazine! If all goeth well, I'll soon be sittin' at the Ab with a whole pitcher of beer! If things don't go well, I won't. Only time will tell.@ The Horseshoe Tavern, comin' up:
Jan 28: The Illuminati
Jan 30: Controller.Controller
$8 and $10 respectively. Come on, pople. At least Sam. I need a concert or two right now, and you'd be hard pressed to find finer local talent than these two. The Illuminati is some good ol' rock an' roll, deeedly-deeedly-deeedly-DOWWWWWW kinda stuff. Guitar solos and songs about beer and women. Controller.Controller has been described as "death disco". Come on! DEATH DISCO! That is so cool.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
back 2 school
BOOOOOOOOOODread + Fun
I am really dreading the return to school. It is a very pressure time to pitch our ideas to the profs for choosing them. Then it is very stressful at the end when you are showing the movie for marks. But then I remembered in the dread that the middle part is usually pretty fun. Full of little pitfalls and frustration and such, but fun.
Also, I've finished my Physical Theatre class (see: Dancing for people who can't dance at all) and I will be picking up Acting for Non-Majors, which is a good class according to Private Linton.
Also, I'm writing an ugly screenplay that stinks, by order of my prof.
On the fun tip, WB and "The Neil" will still be around for the next week which means we can have a lil' fun. And watch out for upcoming Ape Da Ping.
Finally, the weather is fucking crazy. What the fuck? Rain? Seriously?
