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Friday, September 29, 2006


Good News Everyone! 

Futurama returns! That's right in 2008 there will be new episodes of the cartoon we all love so much.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006


Why the brain physically resembles the intestine 

I missed my morning "brain dump" and so I guess I've been mentally "consipated" all day. All these thoughts swimming around in my brain, but the gas isn't unpleasent, it rather adds colour, if diminishing clarity to my thinking. More like a pinball machine than a tree. The brain dump is 3 pages of "timed writing" you hafta do every morning as soon as you wake up without exception. It's from this book me ma leant me. Freeing up creativity and that.

This morning I finished this assignment that wasn't that hot about this script that was all sloppy and cluttered. Story Editing, we're supposed to find these problems. I was getting ready for school and thinking about some advice my sister gave me. When you're stuck talking to a girl, ask about her hair. I.e. I like your hair what have you done to achieve this look? Any upcoming plans for your hair? Is there any celebrity whose hair type resembles your own? If so, do you approve or disapprove of how they style their hair? Which celebrity do you feel has the best hair? Worst hair? etc... I thought this was ridiculous and my sister was pegging girls as superficial. Then Tony asked me one question about my chinstrap prompting a 14 minute conversation about past, present and future chinstraps within the context of total face politics. And I saw that mys sister was right and girls are not more shallow than guys.
This brings me to my current beard attempt. I'm not going to sugarcoat things, the prospects are bleak. However, I decided from the get-go I was going to give this thing a full week to grow in, so on Friday we'll get the final verdict. The beard will stay or go. The major problem areas are a sort of sideways t shaped area beside the mouth, but perhaps this is enough detail. I could grow hockey sticks, even a so-so moustache, but at the present time a goatee or full beard seem to be out of the plans.

(Scratches patchy beard pensively)

Jesus that's a lot of writing. I just dumped my brains all over the internet, but that's what it's for, right? I also wanted to bring up a couple of other blog things that are interesting for people who aren't me.

* For those interested, go to the site, click on "Love Letters" (I can't link directly - Flash) and read how Kid Koala saved Buck 65's life! Also available is his "Mix tape" in show and tell, a free DL. It's much more like Vertex or Square from what I heard so far.
* I am so jealous of Cadence Weapon because he put out this album that's amazing, like really amazing, it gets better the closer you listen, he can do it all, trash-talk, syllable play, insane internal rhyme structure and mix of cadences - like a weapon. But the kicker is that he's 20. He's a year younger than I am. Born in 1986. I thought I'd be in my thirties or at least my late 20's before i started listening to artists younger than myself. But at the same time, god bless 'im if some Canadian kid wants to make songs about taking the bus.
* I have more to talk about, if you want to talk to me. I have this good story about coming home on the TTC today I was originally gonna post. But then I got caught up in the beard epic. Plus it's better to let this one sit for a day or two in my mental bowels and digest before it goes online.

Monday, September 25, 2006


Heroes III 

Okay, first of all, I have to say that I was into The Pipettes before Jeff Rowland was. I don't want people seeing the CD in my house and thinking I'm some kind of Johnny-come-lately, here.

Secondly, some of you in Toronto may have noticed I was gone this weekend. I was up north down Sudbury way goin' fishin'. I caught a 20 inch trout and nothing else. It was a jolly good time. Photos not yet available.

Most important, however, have been my dreams of late, which have been of an interesting calibur. In one, I was biking home from work after 7 beers (in reality, I had had 2 beers the night before). Suddenly, the camera angle changes from my 1st person view to a 3rd person long shot. Cut to a lioness looking hungrily at my bike. I notice the lioness, and immediately I know I have to race her to my house. Unfortunately, I'm still holding onto and guzzling out of a beer bottle, so my coordination is off. We race until I am at the steps of my door, literally neck in neck with the lioness. Then I wake up and find that I am holding onto my own wrist in my "beer bottle" hand.
Second dream less interesting. Basically, I went through a normal day but instead of a beard I had a wicked pair of sideburns. Dare I?

Sunday, September 24, 2006


Loveable Misfits vs. The Rich Team 

So while drunk I apperently joined an ultimate frisbee league. I was informed of this fact today at lunch and that I had a couple of hours before the game. I was a little worried about being the unexperienced one on the team, but not to worry– most people hadn't really played it before either. And so we set out, in the beautiful summer day, to the field. Then the rain started. At first, only a few scattered drops that could be rationalized away. Then the heavens opened up and I felt like I was at the bottom of a lake. I could dimly see the enemies, a throng of cleated rich kids (I have no evidence for this opinion) tossing around the frisbee like it was a magnet and their hands were some form of ferrous material. They also outnumbered us 11 to 6 which meant they could switch up (luckily right before it started we got 2 more people).

I'd like to say that we plucky misfits banded together and beat the rich kids, but that didn't happen. It was a horrible massacre. I stopped counting at ten to nothing. We were slipping and sliding and dropping while they executed sharp cleat-assisted turns. With a few minutes to go we scored "a moral victory" (i.e. "a defeat") by getting a point. I really am going to have to start training for the next game. Also one of the girls looked just like a character from one of Leo's comic (Apple5).


Groin' Ape 

HA HA. I'm hilarious. I should have a show on MTV!

I'm just doing this to postpone working on my school stuff. Don't get it twisted though, I'm no slacker. I've been working mighty hard practically all weekend. Stopped last night around midnight

Renny says:
i played vidje games and watched like 20 minutes of horrible, horrible TV
Mr. Pink - "Pool sharks. Where the buyer is our Chum" says:
what horrible tv? (there's so many choices!)
Renny says:
MTV on CTV is the worst
Renny says:
Wild'n Out is their newest creation
Mr. Pink - "Pool sharks. Where the buyer is our Chum" says:
that sounds awful, what's the premies?
Renny says:
it's like who's line is it anyways with 14 people and they just make insults
Mr. Pink - "Pool sharks. Where the buyer is our Chum" says:
*shudder*
Renny says:
and it's so URBAN
Renny says:
full of URBAN FLAVA
Mr. Pink - "Pool sharks. Where the buyer is our Chum" says:
that sounds like a nightmare
Renny says:
it's remarkably bad
Renny says:
my doppleganger Jamie Kennedy was co-hosting this episode

One of the challenges was to make a hip hop remix of a classic song or nursery rhyme. La Cuccaracha and Mary Had a Little Lamb got the treatment. It was an affront to hip hop, nursery rhymes and even taste itself. If Edward R. Murrow saw what they were using his medium for, he'd spin right out of his casket.
I remember when MTV stole two concepts from me. One was HomeWrecker where they send this biker guy to go throw food at you or wreck your home (mine was called Demolishow and is documented in a year-old comic) the other idea they ripped off from me is the show (possibly called "Yo' Mama") where FES and two other guys get urban inner city dissers from Compton and Watts and get them to go diss-for-diss in back alleys.
By the way, high school kids are starting bareknuckle fightclubs after school, taping it with cell phones and putting it on the web.
That's all I have to report.

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