Vegas In A Nutshell....

Cinnamon Stick: "what did u guys do?"

Deep: "go to clubs and drink

and drink

and drink

and drink

and walk

and drink

and sleeep

and shower

and drink

and drink

and drink"

Cinnamon Stick: "nice!!
hungover?"

Deep: "nope"

Life Thru The Eyes Of Cop(like) Shows

According to my friend and yours, P. Slam, here is the breakdown of a select few:

Brent is CSI, the original*, because he is cool. Also he walks with a limp like the morgue guy. AND he likes science like Grissom.

Scoop is CSI: Miami because of David Caruso. Also when he's cool, he's still lame.
But when Scoop is dorky he is Close to Home. (like when he talks about world peace or how he wants to adopt orphans and make them some cannelloni's.)

Deep is CSI: NY because he is dark and unpleasant. (and now Brent is calling me Gary Sinise)

Brodie is so lame that he's Numb3rs.

* not the Canadian Securities Industry

The Hydro Wall

Have you noticed the hydro wall?
The one next to Polo Park?
It's blank again. They are redoing the wall.
It has gone from a little white baby to a young native/spanish girl. Next hopefully will be the older asian lady boy transvestite hooker.
What do you think is next?

I Hate Lamp

So my mother is going shopping. "Get some laundry detergent,' I says.
She comes back later on in the day with a few bag fulls of groceries and what?
A lamp.
Wtf!
"Where's the detergent?"
"I couldn't carry it," she says.
Why couldn't she carry it?
Well, cuz she's carrying a bloody lamp. There's no room for this lamp in the apt. None whatsoever!
But she likes the way it looks. Well that's good, cuz no one else is ever going to see the bloody thing.

That's my extra mini-rant for today.
So, did ya hear?
I gots a lamp.

Where's The Beef...?

So I just saw a Wendy's advert.
It starts with a bunch of people kicking and punching trees in the woods. No reason for it.
1 guy, wearing the red hair of Wendy, starts thinking to himself about what's going on.
Going on about how this is wrong and what's he doing and why. How he shouldn't be doing it just cuz everyone else is.
At this point he says out loud how he wants a juicy burger and then continues to go on about a juicy burger, getting other people to join in. Then they go and get some burgers (I assume).

Now here's my beef; The ad starts with everybody doing stuff cuz everyone else is doing it, now it also ends the same way. Doesn't that defeat the purpose or something.

Aghs. My ranting fuel ran out.

Pirates 3: A Mini-review

Better than Spidey 3.
Not as intense as Pirates 2, but that's okay.
Chow Yun-Fat is wasted. Again.
Keith Richards Cameo is alright, if you didn't know that he was in the movie, you wouldn't know it until the credits.
Everything is nicely wrapped up and as always, stay until after the credits.

The biggest thing I took away from the movie is this. Orlando Bloom is a diet Antonio Banderas.
You know, like diet coke. Trying to look like regular coke and leaves a bad taste in your mouth afterward.

My Names Deep, I Make Horny Movies...

So while I'm filling out the info card at the motel I'm staying at, the old man that runs the place leans over to A.G. (the man with the movie plan) and says to him:
"Are you making a horny movie?"

He then goes on to tell me that I should hang my towel up, cuz I don't wash my towel everyday at home.
Did I mention the old school 7up bottle opener on the wall in front of the toilet.
Yep.

Fort Frances, 1 classy town.

The Show in Fort Frances

Well, tomorrow I'm off to Fort Frances to help shoot a short film.
I've never been.
I assume it will be similar to Kenora except with a different smell.
We'll see...

A Wee Bit Early

What the fuck!
A goddamn mosquito bit me today.

Summer is officially here.

Spider-Man 3: A Review In Few Words...

Ehm.

I'd like to take a pee on Spider-Man 3.

Ehm.

Yah.
Not in a R.Kelly kinda way.
They finally dropped the ball on the series.
The movie was slowly turning into the Fantastic 4. Which is good if you are watching the Fantastic 4, but not when watching Spider-Man.

Now off to sleep.

Help The Police!

My computer is fucked.
In the meantime, I got my secondary machine up and running.
My computer needs help. You know who else needs help?
The police...
(now that's a quality segue!)
This should help pass the time until I'm back up and runnin'

Norouz!

Happy Persian New Year!
otherwise known as Norouz.

In honour of the occasion, my computer is going all wonky.
Yay!

If you want exact times for the celebration, you should head over here...

Medicated Dreams

I had a dream that I was in a toy / electronic store.
They had a surprise sale of Super Nintendo for $1 each. I was in the section but I didn't see any.
A bunch of people did a mad dash for for the lego next to the section I was in. Seems the sale was actually for some Star Wars lego ship.
Whatever.
While browsing the section I was in, I found what I was looking for, an RF Switch!
They had a shit load.
They also had power adapters for the original Nes.
Thus making this the greatest store ever.
...
...
..
.
Fin.

Inside (Out), Man

You ever pop on your underwear (boxer briefs in my case) and many hours later realize that it is inside out?
Normally, (not that I do this on a normal basis mind you), it ain't no big deal, but Hanes ain't down with that.

The elastic band thingy is so coarse.
Is like sand paper.

I think it's about time that I got their Hanes off of me.
Do they even still use that slogan?

Lyrical Genocide

Who knew that he could rap!

Damn That Daylight Savings Time

Things not to do on the night of the time change over:
Go out to a dance party, followed by a late night pizza feast.
Then walk home and get to sleep after 5am.
Which isn't too bad, unless you gotta get up at 8:30 to go do a film workshop.
A workshop that goes until about 6pm.

It makes it a little more acceptable when you get to go to a nice turkey dinner tho.
Specially if you follow that up with a late night movie.

Groggy Minds Can Lead To Jail Time

While doing a run to safeway, I was thinking about the jeans that I needed to hem.
Also about some other nice threads I was thinking of getting.
Anyways.
I was in the store while in this shopping for clothes state of mind (while still groggy from earlier) and I see this chick with some nifty pants.
Nifty cuz they had this nice design on the lower part of the leg. (from the knee down)
I was about 4 ft. away from her when I realized I was about to grab the pants and flatten them out so that I could see the pattern better.
Yay for groggy minds and running on autopilot!

It Seems I Don't Resolve

This new blogger is getting on my nerves.
My adsense won't resolve my client id.
Well, actually, it does.
BUT, and it's a big but, (literally, I chose the large font size for it)*, .... if I move or attempt to edit the adsense thingy in any way, it doesn't resolve.
Mother fuck.

*my bad, it's actually the huge size font.

Rehearsal

Fuuck.
You ever have the phone wake you up and then you're all groggy like a mofo. The Brain hurts, you don't really know what's going on?
I'm kinda in that state of mind right now.

You ever actually get up after that instead of going back to sleep?
I decided not to go back to sleep after that happened to me this morning.
In doing so, I realized something.
I do dry runs.

Lemme break it down for you.

The phone rang, once I found it and answered it, I got up. Now while talking on the phone in my very confused and painful state, I started walking around.
I walked to the bathroom, looked in the mirror.
Went to the kitchen, looked at the fridge. Even attempted to grab the handle on it.
Then walked over to my computer, looked at it, then back to my bed where the call ended.
Now I had a choice. End the misery of my morning and go back to sleep or stay awake.
I decide to get my day going. (why oh why)
So I went to the bathroom to wash my face and looked in the mirror.
Then went to the kitchen and (this time) opened the door. (Mmmm, apple juice)
Next I sat down at my computer.
See, a dry run was done.
Of course it was a little more complicated than that, but you get the gist of it.

Mother fuck, my brain is so groggy.

The Switch Over

I gone and done the switch over to the new blogger nonsense.
Actually, I did it a couple of weeks ago, but whatever.
It's nice and all, but I don't like it all that much.... so far.
Mainly, it doesn't play nice with my browser (Firefox, of course)

Editing you page layout requires pop-ups. But they don't always pop-up.
Is stupid.
I dunno.
And it's not the pop-up blocker in Firefox.

We'll see how this goes.....

You know you tired when......

You take the cap off of your toothpaste and instead of applying the toothpaste on your brush, you attempt to apply it to the cap of the toothpaste.