X-Box

So yesterday, after yet another long day at work; I come home, crack open a beer and chill at the computer. I've come to the realisation that I hadn't posted much as of late, and started pondering as to what I could post. And since this blog is a tool to post whatever interests me, it could pretty much be anything.

And so I chatted. And while chattin with this cute guy from Edmonton on Bear411.com ... I asked him, in hopes of being inspired what to post, "Whats your favorite sport?"

His response, "I'm really diggin NHL on X-Box."

Not what I was expecting, but it was cute .... and something I never would have thought of.

Balance

Thats the thing about pictures; sometimes they're beautiful on the outside. And when your in them, sometimes what's beautiful is on the outside.

Mar 27, 2007

"Psychos? No, they were not psychos. They were vampires. Psychoes do not explode when sunlight hits them, and I don't care how crazy they are."

Just watched "From Dusk til Dawn".

I still love Quentin Tarantino.

OK, I'm a HUGE Heroes fan, and when I saw this on youtube ... I just had to share.

NOTE! There is some 'images' that may disturb some viewers.

NOTE #2! System of a Down is an acquired taste, definately an acquired taste. But its a great rock band with a completely different sound in comparison to radio rock, and how the video was edited to fit the scheme of the song, it all fits quite well.

PS, with the amount of video's posted today ... the answer is yes. I did have alot of time on my hand.

Nostalgia

A couple of days ago, I happen to be surfing the net while the new Gap commercial came on the tv, you know the one I'm talking about .. the one where Claire Danes is dancing to the musical song "Anything you can do, I can do Better." (at least I think thats the title) And that got me thinking ...

The GAP ads as of late, really stick with me. And thats something that has always happened with The GAP. No matter how many commercials come and go, The GAP ads have always exuded style, originality and class by far in comparison to their counterparts.

And so, I've decided to share a few of my favorites.

"Aren't you ..."

As time approached hour 11 of my '8 hour' work day, a server asked through the pass through window of my restaurant, "aren't you kitchen supervisor anyways?"

I looked up to her as I finished her table's meal, and reassured her. "Kitchen supervisor? Yes. Kitchen bitch? NO."


... 12 hours was enough.

I don't know

Life. Its a ... thing. Really, there is no one word to describe it. For such a universal topic to discuss, it can only be described by experience; and life's experiences vary greatly from one person to the next, making life subjective. Therefore, I guess, universally speaking life is subjective.

I don't know.

And I suppose that's my main point. The one thing that I have come to learn about life in general is "I don't know". In the past two years, I've simply lived day by day. At times trying to find happiness. At others, trying to create it. And at the end of day, feeling like I hadn't found it nor created it.

(sadly, a roommate walked in while 'high', totally disrupting my entire train of thought simply because he could not shut up, and at the same time kept apologising for it. For me, that sucks, cause perhaps I was on the verge of writing something that could have been important for me; and now its gone. Here's to hoping it comes back ... but for now, I will publish what I got.)

Calvin and Hobbes

my now former boss turned me onto this show. Most hilarious s**t I've ever seen. Reruns still crack me up. Here is one skit they did on Calvin and Hobbes.



A HUGE SHOUT OUT TO SETH GREEN FOR ROBOT CHICKEN!!!!


... CAPTAIN PLANET! ...

Pretty much sums it up ...

Hellsday

Today was hell. For some odd reason I couldn't muster a single ounce of energy at work. My body ached, I was tired; I was literally a walking shell. For two hours (thank god they were just dead hours) I had been training a new guy at work. Well, really, this is how it went:

1) the bill would print up, he'd read it. Try to imagine what to do.
2) walk over to me while I sat on a milk crate. I'd tell him what to do, and he'd do it.

Easiest training session if you ask me. He should be good once he does it over and over and over and over and over again (and trust me, he will).

And so I'm back at the gym, thank god (not for the first day back of course). And while there, I just HAD to see what I weighed. 246lbs!!!! WHAT THE HELL? HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

Oh well, at least I can actually do cardio for long periods of time (unlike the first time I went to the gym ever, now theres a story). I haven't made a workout plan yet, as I'm still working my body into the process, but I shall one soon.

UPDATE!
The roommate that ditched me with a LOAD of bills to work on his "business", has lost everything. I knew it was going to happen sooner or later, I'm just sorry that a few people lost loads and loads of money. I may have lost money from the venure, just not as much as others. I'm still going to persue the matter legally, so here's to hoping that works out. But I must say, having people approach me and say such things as ...

"its a good thing you got out when you did," and "huh, I guess you were right," still feels good. Its bittersweet.

Here's to hoping that everything gets better in the new year.

... figures ...

And so yesterday, I FINALLY got my gym membership back. After months and months of wanting it (but being able to afford it), I finally got it back. For my shiny gym, got my back all ready to go with gym essentials; and today at work I didn't even mind working an hour longer as a favour simply because right afterward, I was off to the gym. Ya see, I hadn't realised how much I missed until I got the new card. I'm telling you, I was pumped. I was jammin to my new Ipod that I got for christmas (that work, my mom and myself paid for) as I took the train to the YMCA and even downloaded new dance beats for the half hour on the cross trainer. All was well until after the shower.

I walked back to my locker, still somewhat dripping, wrapped in a towel .. and opened it up. I reached down to grab my pants, not realising that my undershirt was already on the floor. It wasn't until I noticed my pants was missing that I noticed everything in the locker was out of place. My pants was gone, with the money in it, and my wallet in it. My favorite belt was gone (since it was on the pants). Realising what had happened, and deeply pissed off, I moved my red ball cap to discover the inevitable. My Ipod was gone. My 30gig Ipod Video ... gone. All my favorite tunes and video podcasts, gone.

I had gone down to report what had happened. Turns out that I wasn't the only one. And their excuse for it all, Aboriginal Youth night for basketball took place that day. What does one say to that? Especially when one is Aboriginal in the first place.

A friend I had waited for sure made the poor girl feel bad, since he pointed out that I am Aboriginal. And made her feel worse when he told her it was my first time back since I bought my membership yesterday. I wonder what she would have felt like when I also mentioned I lost my home just one week ago?


PS: as for the pic, perhaps my Ipod just wasn't that into me?

Sunday, March 4, 2007