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Month: May 2004
Jazz Fest Shows
There are two shows I'd like to go see at the Jazz fest this year. Anybody want to join me?
1. George Thorogood and the Destroyers + Colin James
http://www.montrealjazzfest.com/fijm2004/frameFicheArt_en.asp?artId=682
2. Bela Fleck and the Flecktones
http://www.montrealjazzfest.com/fijm2004/frameFicheArt_en.asp?artId=662
So wrong, so good – Part II
Found a new webcomic. It's called Filthy Lies
Make the pain go away
Today will be a sloooooow day. I am suffering from a bad case of dayafteritis.
It all started last night, when eniran came over for dinner and a movie after her walkies with strychnyn. When she got to my apartment, Caro, Annie and Seb were already on their merry way. It was Annie's pre-doctoral exam that day, and it didn't go well, so it was an occasion to get hammered. I made Sara and I some grub, and we joined the revellers on the balcony for a smoke before eating. That's basically when it all went downhill :)
Sara and I started to watch Last Samourai, but the roommates were in fine form, and we basically just watched the movie with half an eye. Watching Caro in action was so much funnier. I swear, the girl should give up lab research for stand-up comedy.
Don't ask me how the topic came up, for she went on a 30 minute rant about waxing her legs. She had all of us pissing ourselves, while she was miming the torture that is hot waxing in the middle of the living room floor. She then went on another rant concerning online dating, and the fact that a coworker had called her superficial. Chu pas superficielle crisse, c'est un catalogue de gars. Pourquoi je prendrais le petit gros?. My reply to that caused Seb to go in a laughing fit that left both of us panting and gasping for breath. Finally, because she hurt herself and hasn't done any exercise in the last week, she decided to do some pushups and situps and crunches – again in the middle of the living room. Then there was the incident with the bathroom scale (Tu veux que je me mettes la face dans ton cul???). I have pictures. Sadly, my camera ran out of batteries when things were really getting good, but I still have some pictures – which should make it online as soon as I get new batteries.
Man, those two were in fine shape last night.
But today I hurt.
It was worth it though :)
So funny, yet so wrong
Found this on sinfest this morning. Click on the thumbnaili to see a bigger version:
Let the finger pointing begin!
So you all know the story involving the US military and Iraqui prison abuse. The US media, bastions of unbiased and critical thinking, have now started putting out editorials and opinion pieces on what happened and who is responsible.
Here are some of my favourites so far:
1. The prevalence of scatological humor and raunchy sex jokes, a la Dumb and Dumber (link here)
quote from the article: I dont want to overstate my case by insisting that the culture made em do it, but wed be missing a few dots if we didnt admit that the culture that birthed our young soldiers has dumbed down the definition of human dignity. The Farrelly Brothers — kings of the gross-out comedy film genre characterized by scatological humor and raunchy sex jokes — are convenient touchstones in the larger discussion about the debasing of American culture.
2. It's just letting off steam. (link here)
quote: Rush Limbaugh justified the U.S. guards' mistreatment of the Iraqis, stating that they were just “having a good time,” and that their actions served as an “emotional release.[…] You know, these people are being fired at every day. I'm talking about people having a good time, these people, you ever heard of emotional release? You of heard of need to blow some steam off? ”
3. Porn made me do it (link here)
quote: It occurred to me that the reason this is happening, and the reason our country may be shocked by shouldn't be in the least surprised that this is happening, is the following: The pornography chickens are coming home to roost. Or to say it the way the Bible does, the American, indeed Western, fascination and enslavement to pornography has sown the wind and now were reaping the whirlwind (cf. Hosea 8:7). The U.S. and the rest of the West has been in the steadily tightening grip of the pornography industry for the last 40 years. It's a boa-constrictor of lust that's not about to loosen its death-embrace.[…]It has a place in many, perhaps most, American homes. Perhaps in your own home†.[…]What once seemed to be a man's weakness has now become about as common among women as among men. Teens and even children are now being shaped and distorted by the steady diet of pornography that swirls all around them.
† Gasp! Not in my home!
4. They were gay (link here and here)
quotes: Could it be, as Rush Limbaugh mentioned in passing on a recent broadcast, that the perpetrators of the alleged crime are homosexuals? If that's the case, maybe the motivation for their activities was far different than from what has been discussed in the media's wall to wall coverage of this incident. If these individuals are homosexuals, maybe they were getting stimulated by looking at naked Iraqis in sexually provocative positions.[…] Many people believe that homosexuals have a much greater potential than heterosexuals to be sexual predators. In addition, a sizeable number of sexually dysfunctional individuals (aka sexual predators) take pictures of their illicit acts. It gives them an opportunity to glory in their “conquest” as they visually relive their sickening activities.
5. They were women, feminists, Muslims, and/or the academic left. (link here)
quote: I don't even want to quote that piece of trash.
I think the best theory I've heard so far has been advanced by elfs: They were the victims of abstinence education
Found this online
I was browsing on FARK this morning and through the magic of the interweb, found the website of Eric Striffler, a really talented photograph.
Here are some of my favourite pics from his website. Click to view a bigger version.
All images © Eric Striffler.
When friends set you up…
So a coworker set me up for a blind date with a friend of hers. She organized a 5-a-7 which turned out to be her, I and 4 other girls – two of which have apparently been well briefed out about me. More on this later.
So, as often the case in these things, I was more interested in the friend of the friend, meaning the second of the two girls and not the one my coworker was originally pimping. Was a fun night. Met up at a little pub&grill, had a few drinks and talked a lot. A lot of it was about their work – they all work for or with the Liberal Party of Canada, so they had a lot of office gossip. I kinda could have done without that, and the girl sitting besides me – who incidentally was the girl that caught my eye – came to my rescue and we spoke about music and books (always fun topics for me, and she's a concert violinist who's studying to be a music teacher)
The party lasted 'till about 9:30, at which time everybody split up and headed on their merry way. I walked with the girl from Bleury/St-Cath back to my office (to pick up my laptop) and then I took the bus with her to CDN. She lives around UofM, so she's close by.
Got home, had a doobie and zonked out in front of the TV for a while.
My computer is making a high-pitch fast clickety-clickety sound. I am worrying about an impending HDD failure :(
A note about a briefing. When I was walking towards the bus with the girl, she mentioned that she'd been well briefed about me: my likes for sushi, my passions for music and books, a few other sundry details and….get this… the fact that I wear my pants high.
WTF?? Excuse me? I'm sorry, but geez, if it's important to mention it to the girl you're setting me up with, you might want to think to MENTION IT TO ME FIRST???
I was chatting with my friend Robin about that. Her comments: “you don't criticize a person's style until you know them better and until it comes up in conversation in such a way that it won't be insulting”. Besides the fact that I've been working with the woman for a year and a half, that is such a woman's point of view. A guy would just come up and say “dude, those pants!”. She finished her IM message with “Notice that I never mentioned it either Luv”… and I've known Robs for close to 3 years now.
So please, ladies and gents who might be reading this. Is there anything that would be a hindrance in my quest for female companionship? Like, I dunno, bad BO or horrid manners, in my part, that would need to be brought to my attention? (besides the “Urquel style pants” as Robin dubbed them – to which I answer that I am NOT that bad).
From the comments I've gotten so far from friends (a la Why the fuck are you still single?), I would have assumed that all is well – but apparently, it wasn't. So come on, now would be a good time to tell me.
Revised Top Five list.
I just finished watching Three to tango with la familia. I just realized that Neve Campbell is definitively someone I should put on my top 5 list.
Therefore, the revised list stands as such:
1. Alyson Hannigan
2. Neve Campbell
3. Claudia Christian
4. Charlize Theron
5. Jeri Ryan
with Kate Bekinsale as my #1 alternate.
Well, no silk sheets for me
Met up with Michel last night, for sushi and drinks. I was so friggin would up from work, it wasn't even funny. It took me a good half-hour of venting before I started to unclench and unwind… I really need to start looking for something else. Went for dead fish, always good, and then a drink at Hurleys, my preferred watering hole. (Unfortunately Sara, neither of our serving wenches were there).
We went to Ogilvy post-sushi pre-drink. I'd never set foot in the place, so I was amazed by the caliber of swankness. Wow… I will have to postpone my dreams of pure silk sheets until I'm filthy rich. Jeebus. 1000$ for custom-made sheets is WAY THE HELL out of my league. I was willing to shell out a few hundred, but this is just nuts! I'll go back to the Linen Chest and get some 450-threadcount Egyptian cotton sheets, and that will be more than sufficient.