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Saturday, April 02, 2005


Already dead (?), soon to be dead, freshly dead, about the dead, How to make more dead 

Hey Fuck you Dave way to beat me to the punch(line).

Yesterday we watched Tupac: Resurrection and I was very impressed. The interviews with him were kinda eerie. He was so genuine and funny one couldn't help but want to be his friend. After seeing this I now understand why he became such powerful image to downtrodden people around the world. You could tell that he really cared about the people in his community.

In Death Row related news Suge Knight is being forced to $107 million to a woman who co-founded the record company. I bet she's dead by the end of next week. Which provides me with a great seguay to....

The Pope! My grandma has now out lived her three greatest enemies: Jackie Robinson, Pierre Trudeau and John Paul II. She has some unexplained personal grudge against all of them.

Sam you were right about Mastodon and Manowar rocking hardcore, so do the Blood Brothers.

I d'loaded Sun Tzu's Art of War, it 92 awesome-packed minutes of military theory. I'm going to listen to it in my sleep until I can recite the whole thing beginning to end. If there is a threshold to become a third world strongman/warlord/dictator I hope I have crossed it.


Ding, dong, the Pope is dead 

"Culture of Evil": 1, John Paul II: 0.

The president's reaction is funny.
WASHINGTON (AP) -- President Bush on Saturday called Pope John Paul II "a faithful servant of God and a champion of human dignity and freedom."

Yeah, that's why you ignored his strong opposition and put that retarded guy to death in Texas.

Anyway, he's finally croaked. What now?

Friday, April 01, 2005


Life is Beautiful. 

And totally not a Nazi death camp. Fo' sho'.

Big ups and shout outs to all my Ape crew, to my boys krunkin' in Truncheon Junction, to my boys an girls of the Dirty Southern Ontario crew, rockin hard and representin' for Queens, Waterloo, and tha U of T-dot, to all my peoples down under in the USA, an to my Yarkers, fuckin' shit up in tha burbs. Peace, word is born.

Whut up kids? It's been a while. I have been mad with the busy-ness. I had no less than three exams wednesday, as well as a performance. Plus I somehow managed to work MORE than usual, and see Julia a whole bunch of times. Wednesday though, I was a fuckin' machine, mowing through exams, rehearsal, and performance, back to back to back. I'm honeymooning right now-- I don't know how I did, but I don't care. One more exam, on the sixth, and then I'm done. This is actually a kind of sad and sobering thought.

But I had better do well, elts I'm not getting into FACS, and I don't have enough (read: ANY) second-year film credits... does this mean I become undeclared? Or do I get my academic probation on? Scary.

I was going to go see the Weakerthans, but everyone else in the world is a dick and bought tickets, so bolth evening shows have been sold out, and only 12 year olds go to matinees. Also, on second examination, it is also sold out. SOULd out. "FuXx0r."

Things with Julia are goin' awesome. We're going to see a play tonight. It is about cock roaches. Or maybe it's just an ironic title. Goddamn hipsters.

Now I have to run on acct of having to buy a suit! It is an ex-citing, also ex-pensive, proposition. But I am free tomorrow, who wants to hang out? I mad want to get my Kingmaker on. Let us hang out. Call me.


Livin' in Sin 

If you want to go into Sin City with a completely clean slate, maybe you don't wanna read this (Leo). I don't reveal no spoilers, but it could be predjudicial. If you have no such qualms, read on monsignoir, for my impressions of Sin City:

Sin City really isn't an adaptation of a comic. It literally is the comic, sometimes verbatim, shot on the screen. Of course, some bits had to be cut for time to fit three stories into the movie, but essentially this IS the comic, but on a big screen. I actually found this a bit offputting at first, it takes a coupla minutes to get used to all the internal monologuing (there may be more internal monologue than actual dialogue), but once you get into it, it's great fun. A word of warning: I actually thought the movie wouldn't be any good after seeing the first 7 minutes of it, based almost entirely on the wooden acting of Michael Madsen, which is really odd considering how awesome he was in Resevoir Dogs/Kill Bill. No idea what was up with him, but he was delivering his lines like he was a marionette or something. Fortunately, his sub-par performance was offset by the brilliantly entertaining performances of Benicio del Toro, Clive Owen and MICKEY FUCKING ROURKE! These guys made the movie! (not that I have anything against Rosario Dawson) Also, Nick Stahl is pretty good. Ditto for the girl who played young Nancy (as child actors go).

What else? the movie is visually stunning. There are one or two areas where you see someone falling or something and think 'greenscreen', but the entire movie just looks so damned good, you won't really care. S, in conclusion, go see it. I'd be up to see it again.

Thursday, March 31, 2005


Goin' to the Dogs 

I'm sick as a brick.
groan ugh moan.
I handed in my essay today comparing Eminem with Madonna (it's not as good as it sounds/coulda been) in tutorial at 4:30 after skipping the morning lecture. Then I went to edit flim at 5:30 and by 6:30 I realized I was totally braindead. I was doing dumb stuff like cut the film and then tape it back together in the same place. So I left at 7:30 and came home. The director's gwan edit tomorrow and I'll come back if I feel well enough on saturday.

Also I hope "sin"cerely that "Sin" City was "sin"joyable.

Also, story from yesterday. I was eatin' at sakura an' i noticed as he was leaving this guy left a zip-up binder in the restaurant. I felt like i shoulda yelled at him but my voice was weak, I felt like shit and couldn't bother. 25 minutes later the guy comes back and asks if I saw his LAPTOP. Shit. It was a damn laptop and somebody took it and i could've stopped this from happening. The moral is: always do the right thing, even when you're sick.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005


Hateball 

Hokay, so I've got me an advance ticket to see Sin City at the Paramount on Thursday at 10:10. Who's comin' with me? Who knows, you may even get to see certain members of Toronto's press corps!

Also, I got the newest issue of Dan Clowes' Eightball, "The Death Ray". It has very little to do with Tesla, but is still quite a ripping yarn.

Now, who's coming with me?


Lil' Bow Wow 

Today I took off my shoe and banged my desk with it to answer the prof's question about "What embarassing incident at the UN is Kruschev remembered for". I got a horrified stare from some girl as I was leaving. I think I should try to do more non-verbal answers in future.

Speaking of Lil' Bow Wow there was a great article in the May 1999 Esquire on him written entirely in rap:
He don't even look like a rapper, 'cept around his neck
there's a medallion so heavy, it drags his head to the deck.
It's made out of platinum and specially mounted
with 131 diamonds. (Bow Wow's mother knows: She counted.)


(I don't have a subscription I got this online through U of T's "Expanded Academic ASAP")

Well the link for rating me is here. Initially I'd copied some html from the site but that didn't work (because I'm so computer-incompetent) so because I don't know how to run java here's a hodgepodge collection:



HOT or NOT
4.9




12345678910

10 votes
Rate me!


Think about how ugly the 43% of men on HotOrNot are who got lower than me are. Damn.


T-shirt ideas anyone? 

I forgot to mention that while I was home I stole from my sister an iron on transfer sheet that can be printed onto. I'm taking suggestions of images or text (gasp! or bolth) that could go on a t-shirt.


I don't remember how I found my way to this site www.grouphug.us. It's a site where people can make anonymous confessions about their life, hopes, dreams, sins and deepest desires. When I first found it I sat and read for several hours in a row, it was captivating. It felt good to make a confession. Everyone has something they need to get off their chest.

Monday, March 28, 2005


I wish I was him 

I saw the most awesomest dude ever today at the Toronto bus terminal. He was this tall, probably half a head taller than me, thin and wore an old soviet great coat. On his head was perched a massive fur hat with big ear flaps. He had a big wild blonde beard. As if this all wasn't enough he was blind but not self-conscious blind with the dark glasses, he let you see his eyes without pupils. In his right hand he used a gnarly old walking stick the size of a hockey stick. in his left hand he held the harness of his seeing eye dog, which was a huge frickin Irish wolfhound!

Sunday, March 27, 2005


Real Quickly Here... 

Okay, I think Jacob is on to something and everyone should participate in this website.
It's more fun than the zombie quiz and it's actually easier to sign up for.
I choose to justify my vanity by pondering the cultural significance of this website.
Academic interest, folks.

P.S. It IS a Kozel.

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