Bad Day

Man I'm a friggin wreck today. Muggy weather and crazier kids.
Long day with a staff meeting to end it off. I'm tired and a
bit depressed. I'm drinking wine and listening to a replay of
Howard Stern to make myself happier. If it weren't for laughing,
I'd just give it up. Laughing and music. The only two things that
count. I mean I love my job, but it takes too much of the day.
I think I need to go to a spa or something. Perhaps a massage?
I dunno. To top things off, two Canadian hockey teams were
knocked off this week....bye Habs, bye Flames. Looks like I'm
an Oilers fan now. I will never cheer for fuckin Ottawa. Ottawa
sucks. Don't like the city, don't like the team. Go Oilers, Go
Buffalo.
Go Shane.

Gonna get Radiohead tickets this weekend...maybe that will make
me happier.

My preacher-man

Stitches. I'm in them.

http://www.collegehumor.com/movies/1685099/

I suppose this blog needs my face on it. Here is a pic of me and JR Digs at the Toronto film fest. In the background you can see the face of aspiring local director Chris Nash. If you get a chance to see his 'Day of John', run don't walk. 'Day of John' is funny as hell. JR plays a mailman that summons demons. Awesome.

Ello Ello. Well, the blog has been up for over a month now and I've not heard one reply about it. Heartwarming. I'm talking to myself. My aspirations of being a huge loser are coming true! Radical!!!!!

Anyways, I saw Ladytron last night and they were amazing as usual. This was Ladytron show #4 for me. The other shows I saw were in London. Mira and Helen are still hot. I'm very much in love with Helen. I want to give her a bag of diamonds and tell her how much she means to me. I want to buy her a car and put wings on it, so that we could fly to Paris and make out. She was very hot in her gothy black dress. I once hugged Mira...and it was awesome...but I wished it was Helen. Sigh.

Jello's bellows

Well, I've just returned from an awesome and inspiring spoken-word show by Mr. Jello Biafra - former lead singer of the now-shamed and exploited Dead Kennedys. This is a man that I've always dreamt of seeing live in some form or other. The Bush administration, Stephen Harper, Schwartzenegger, New Orleans......he wasn't short on stuff to talk about - and it went for over 3 hours. Afterward, he was nice enough to sign my Jelvins LP. Oh yes, and the Leafs killed the Sens tonight. But unfortunately, Tampa Bay has made sure that we're not in the playoffs. And my night was going so perfectly...

Ma'am, you've passed Shane's
dating screener. Congrats.

Doprah Winfrey

You're so goddamned rich.
To me, you are a walking Starbucks.
You're fat, you're all over the place, and we all know you shouldn't be here.
Just like Starbucks.
You coast on the admiration of weak, fat white people...
but I think you're a little "kill whitey."
Your shiny too-white teeth shine out at me at the supermarket.
Seniors buy the magazines to help them forget that they're gonna die
You got pissed at the writer guy for fabricating his novel.
But your face is plastered all over rags that sell lies.
Compared to you, Ellen DeGeneres is highly amusing.....and attractive.
That's saying alot, ma'am. Yes indeedy.
I would sooner get aids having sex with sandpaper,
than watch your miserable show.
I would say 'blow me', but I really don't want that.

Houston, we have a problem.

SogArt #1

Hey, I don't always have stuff to write, ok. So I will post my art sometimes.

This is a picture of a Mr. T shark trying to eat Trent Reznor. I hate Trent.

Welcome to tha sog!

Just got back from work and decided to move from shitty Livejournal to
good ol' trendyass blogland USA. Just got home after eating a fantastic
meal of mussels with some co-workers. Now I'm listening to the Floyd
and wasting time on a worthless blog that no one and their sister will
read.

I've nothing else to say right now, so I will go ahead and press "publish
post" so we're off on our hopefully short journey to nerdland.