Is your day lacking in obscure sounds? Are you growing bored of listening to your same voice over and over? Then click here.
My personal favourites are Toot my own horn and pretty much the entire mallrats board.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Trivial Tragedy
It's go time. I had a crappy day and I'm in the mood to see someone lose. Hopefully badly. Tonight might be the night that Ken Jennings starts Mormin' it up once again. A&E is supposed to have a biography on the champions of Jeopardy tomorrow and Ken will be on Letterman tonight. Normally, TV scheduling can predict any downfall and this is one instance that I hope it's right.
It's not that I hate Ken, I just don't like him. Something about him just rubs me the wrong way. I won't deny that he's a brilliant man (or endlessly fed), but I hope it's his time. I want to get back to the days where everyone would get the Final wrong and it would all come down to who saved one measly dollar. I feel another Richard is Hatching among us and that we'll never hear the end of Ken. I can already see the books littering every Indigo display window, and the obscure cameos that will come. Will Scary Movie 4 spoof some smart movies and have Ken come in at the end and explain it all to us? How long will it be before Ken is a celebrity that has to find a mole or simply just wants to get off an island?
Oh, and apparently there's a seinfeld category tonight. Please oh please!
Charles Van Doren, wherever you are, fight for your existence. Don't let some pencil pusher take away the glory of disturbing longevity on a game show.
It's not that I hate Ken, I just don't like him. Something about him just rubs me the wrong way. I won't deny that he's a brilliant man (or endlessly fed), but I hope it's his time. I want to get back to the days where everyone would get the Final wrong and it would all come down to who saved one measly dollar. I feel another Richard is Hatching among us and that we'll never hear the end of Ken. I can already see the books littering every Indigo display window, and the obscure cameos that will come. Will Scary Movie 4 spoof some smart movies and have Ken come in at the end and explain it all to us? How long will it be before Ken is a celebrity that has to find a mole or simply just wants to get off an island?
Oh, and apparently there's a seinfeld category tonight. Please oh please!
Charles Van Doren, wherever you are, fight for your existence. Don't let some pencil pusher take away the glory of disturbing longevity on a game show.
Wear Your Emotions
So I found out today that my irish exam isn't on Thursday, or even Friday....
It was today.
It was today.
What do you like to do at 2:20am?
I like to study an irish verb book with a Powerpuff Girls pen up my left nostril while I listen to big band music. You got a problem with that?
Monday, November 29, 2004
This is what happens when sentences sneeze.
How bored are you guys?
Putting together Haikus?
I will not take part.
OK, I just might,
But it will be matrix style,
For I have no life.
Am I coloured blue,
Or are my eyes not open?
I will fight my mind!
Never wears white clothes,
Eats many warm bowls of snot,
Observes through dark shades.
Gezundheit!
Putting together Haikus?
I will not take part.
OK, I just might,
But it will be matrix style,
For I have no life.
Am I coloured blue,
Or are my eyes not open?
I will fight my mind!
Never wears white clothes,
Eats many warm bowls of snot,
Observes through dark shades.
Gezundheit!
Happiest Transportation Day of the Month!
We're slowly approaching December which means only one thing....
NEW TTC PUZZLES!!!!!
These trivia tidbits help pass the time on my way to school until I've solved them all, then I like to listen to the other people try to figure them out. My shining moment came last month when Bex and I were waiting on some subway platform before the post-Spiral party at the Dominion. We went through all of them, but couldn't get past HOROBOD. She went and talked to the other party-goers but I sat there on that red bench staring at the poster. Five minutes later, I casually walked over and said, "Robin Hood."
This month's puzzles are out and I've already made my guesses as to the answers.
My answers will appear invisible below:
Puzzle 1
68
Puzzle 2
A hole. (This is one of those ones that I thought everyone knew)
Puzzle 3
Back to square one. ------- Anyone for tennis?
---------------------------------------------
Shop til you drop. --------- Big bad wolf.
NEW TTC PUZZLES!!!!!
These trivia tidbits help pass the time on my way to school until I've solved them all, then I like to listen to the other people try to figure them out. My shining moment came last month when Bex and I were waiting on some subway platform before the post-Spiral party at the Dominion. We went through all of them, but couldn't get past HOROBOD. She went and talked to the other party-goers but I sat there on that red bench staring at the poster. Five minutes later, I casually walked over and said, "Robin Hood."
This month's puzzles are out and I've already made my guesses as to the answers.
My answers will appear invisible below:
Puzzle 1
68
Puzzle 2
A hole. (This is one of those ones that I thought everyone knew)
Puzzle 3
Back to square one. ------- Anyone for tennis?
---------------------------------------------
Shop til you drop. --------- Big bad wolf.
The Sleepy Irishman in Days of Bore!
Cue the music.
Raise the curtain!
It's time for a freakout.
I found out today that my first university exam is in 3 days! Not only is this short notice in my head, but it happens to be for the class that I have not attended for the last two weeks due to other projects. However it came to this....I'm here. So now I must learn an obscure language in 72 hours. I can't watch any movies while I study, this isn't high school anymore, and I can't really listen to music.
I tried to do some work this weekend, but I have been exhausted. I stayed home on saturday after playing some pool in the afternoon (I sunk the 9 on two consecutive shots!), which might have been my first saturday at home since september. Work was brutal. For seven hours, all i wanted to do was sit and the new girl was 40 minutes late. I had to rush to finish all of the ice by myself, and it ended up getting fucked by some as-of-now unknown factor. I don't like the new girl. She asks too many questions and she's not pretty. I'm not saying that I don't like her simply because she's not pretty, but let's just say her face reminded me of Lionel Hutz's response to his lack of pants.Yes, her face called for a "Daaa!" But she's really nice!
No cup of coffee has been able to save me from my narcoleptic cage, but I did enjoy a good bagel w/ cream cheese this morning. I never give cream cheese the respect it deserves. Every time someone mentions cream cheese, I squirm and make all the boyish noises that I hold so dearly. But frankly, whenever i am given a leftover half of someone's morning snack, I enjoy every bite and savour the flavour til my next meal. Did I dare eat products of cream cheese land and tell no one?
Raise the curtain!
It's time for a freakout.
I found out today that my first university exam is in 3 days! Not only is this short notice in my head, but it happens to be for the class that I have not attended for the last two weeks due to other projects. However it came to this....I'm here. So now I must learn an obscure language in 72 hours. I can't watch any movies while I study, this isn't high school anymore, and I can't really listen to music.
I tried to do some work this weekend, but I have been exhausted. I stayed home on saturday after playing some pool in the afternoon (I sunk the 9 on two consecutive shots!), which might have been my first saturday at home since september. Work was brutal. For seven hours, all i wanted to do was sit and the new girl was 40 minutes late. I had to rush to finish all of the ice by myself, and it ended up getting fucked by some as-of-now unknown factor. I don't like the new girl. She asks too many questions and she's not pretty. I'm not saying that I don't like her simply because she's not pretty, but let's just say her face reminded me of Lionel Hutz's response to his lack of pants.Yes, her face called for a "Daaa!" But she's really nice!
No cup of coffee has been able to save me from my narcoleptic cage, but I did enjoy a good bagel w/ cream cheese this morning. I never give cream cheese the respect it deserves. Every time someone mentions cream cheese, I squirm and make all the boyish noises that I hold so dearly. But frankly, whenever i am given a leftover half of someone's morning snack, I enjoy every bite and savour the flavour til my next meal. Did I dare eat products of cream cheese land and tell no one?
Saturday, November 27, 2004
No Exit
So I finished the assignment at 5:34am but couldn't fall asleep until 6:30. A little too much caffeine I'd say. Ah well. I went to my classes and got back my first quiz (100 Baby!). When I got home my head hit the pillow. I took a good solid nap before shane came over. We ended up eating pizza and walking around the neighbourhood. We eventually found ourselves exploring the area around don mills, NORTH of eglinton. North of eglinton does not even register in my head so we decided to look around there. Eventually, we made our way back to leaside and thorncliffe.
Let me now present one of the most eerie moments in my life. Shane and I walked up from overlea and as I was leaving the sidewalk, a car sped in behind me. I walked up to the front door and noticed the "closed - backin10" sign. A security guard stood by as another man came up from the pumps, and after trying the locked door, we were buzzed in.
As I was about to leave, the clerk asked me to come behind the counter. I was pretty out of it at this point, and misheard him. He told me that I had to exit out the back. As the man and I walked through the back, I heard the clerk mutter something like "...there's something happening out front. . . ." Now I don't consider Thorncliffe to be a "bad" neighbourhood but I've heard rumors and seen a few odd things. I came around the back of the building and I see the same car that sped in behind me, peel out of the driveway. Did I hear a pop or were my ears just playing tricks on me like they usually do? Shane was busy observing the mad driver take off when I asked him if heard a pop noise? "No." "I heard that!"
Shane said he didn't think anything happened and I never went back to check.
All in all, this was an eventful night. I got lost in suburbia hell above wynford park and actually ended up walking in a circle throughout the identical houses. (I can't remember the last time that happened.) The night also produced many fantastic phrases including:
(When leaving a party or bar)
"Well I think it's time I left. The Idiot has to go home to his Box."
The only other thing to note: As we were walking around in suburbia hell, we stopped in a park to rest for a while (that park was the later discovered START of my lap). I was still pretty energetic at this point and vented about how i wished I had a soccer ball, and the fun I used to have, kicking it straight up in the air after school. When we got to Leaside, we ended up stopping in Trace Manes before the final leg home. I noticed that the boards and supports were stacked nearby, waiting to become a giant rink for some small kid. I peered into one of the columns of supports. . . a soccer ball. I fished my wish. Good fun was had by all, and I returned the ball for another lucky kicker.
Let me now present one of the most eerie moments in my life. Shane and I walked up from overlea and as I was leaving the sidewalk, a car sped in behind me. I walked up to the front door and noticed the "closed - backin10" sign. A security guard stood by as another man came up from the pumps, and after trying the locked door, we were buzzed in.
As I was about to leave, the clerk asked me to come behind the counter. I was pretty out of it at this point, and misheard him. He told me that I had to exit out the back. As the man and I walked through the back, I heard the clerk mutter something like "...there's something happening out front. . . ." Now I don't consider Thorncliffe to be a "bad" neighbourhood but I've heard rumors and seen a few odd things. I came around the back of the building and I see the same car that sped in behind me, peel out of the driveway. Did I hear a pop or were my ears just playing tricks on me like they usually do? Shane was busy observing the mad driver take off when I asked him if heard a pop noise? "No." "I heard that!"
Shane said he didn't think anything happened and I never went back to check.
All in all, this was an eventful night. I got lost in suburbia hell above wynford park and actually ended up walking in a circle throughout the identical houses. (I can't remember the last time that happened.) The night also produced many fantastic phrases including:
(When leaving a party or bar)
"Well I think it's time I left. The Idiot has to go home to his Box."
The only other thing to note: As we were walking around in suburbia hell, we stopped in a park to rest for a while (that park was the later discovered START of my lap). I was still pretty energetic at this point and vented about how i wished I had a soccer ball, and the fun I used to have, kicking it straight up in the air after school. When we got to Leaside, we ended up stopping in Trace Manes before the final leg home. I noticed that the boards and supports were stacked nearby, waiting to become a giant rink for some small kid. I peered into one of the columns of supports. . . a soccer ball. I fished my wish. Good fun was had by all, and I returned the ball for another lucky kicker.
Friday, November 26, 2004
I Hope You Get A Boil On Your Semprini!!!
The time now on Phantomfilm is 2:00am. Stay tuned for later when it will be 2:10am. If you missed 2:05am, be sure to tune in next week when it will be 5 after 2.
This is what I am doing instead of writing my film essay. This post serves 3 purposes.
Purpose the First
It allows me to procrastinate and push this mother even further into the night.
Purpose the Second
It allows me to say how much I love the Monty Python episode entitled "The Buzz Aldrin Show." If you own this gem (I KNOW WHO YOU ARE! IVE MENTALLY RAPED YOUR DVD COLLECTIONS!), I would suggest watching it again. Chemists, Semprini, Freemasons, "The Bishop!": it's all good!
Purpose the Second (or Third for those of you keeping track)
I wish to express my hatred for all of you other bloggers. Either stop being funny or stop being. Do you have any idea how hard it is to study Mise-en-Scene in a silent film when all I want to do is read your blogs? It sucks beans is what it does! That's it I'm goin for coffee! No! Don't come after me......unless you're paying.
This is what I am doing instead of writing my film essay. This post serves 3 purposes.
Purpose the First
It allows me to procrastinate and push this mother even further into the night.
Purpose the Second
It allows me to say how much I love the Monty Python episode entitled "The Buzz Aldrin Show." If you own this gem (I KNOW WHO YOU ARE! IVE MENTALLY RAPED YOUR DVD COLLECTIONS!), I would suggest watching it again. Chemists, Semprini, Freemasons, "The Bishop!": it's all good!
Purpose the Second (or Third for those of you keeping track)
I wish to express my hatred for all of you other bloggers. Either stop being funny or stop being. Do you have any idea how hard it is to study Mise-en-Scene in a silent film when all I want to do is read your blogs? It sucks beans is what it does! That's it I'm goin for coffee! No! Don't come after me......unless you're paying.
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Thoughts For The Day
Just thought I'd share a few treasures I stumbled across today.
How cool is that?!? Star Wars just scored some more points...if that's possible.
Could this possibly represent the manipulation of free will in The Matrix?
Maybe.
How cool is that?!? Star Wars just scored some more points...if that's possible.
Could this possibly represent the manipulation of free will in The Matrix?
Maybe.
Wednesday, November 24, 2004
It's beginning to look a lot like bankruptcy!
Oh man. I think this will be a white Christmas because there will certainly be no green. It's a miracle that all of the games I want will be coming out after Christmas or there would just be no chance. I discovered the mind-splitting news of the Matrix DVDs earlier but now I'm thinking I should go find a few legal pads because this year the list is huge. It's also matricized! So far the front runners for "Must Have Gift" are: Electric guitar, Matrix DVDs, Matrix comics or video camera (most likely used to film matrix-like shorts). I suppose I should ask for more useful items like new shoes since my current right foot gets drenched every rainfall, but that's just not me baby! Some measure their wealth by their bank accounts or the cars they drive or the clothes they wear, I prefer wealth to be defined as how many movie related items I can fit in my room. For a second there I started to sound like Tyler D.
After Christmas is a completely different story. Once my books are bought for school, it's a video game buying free-for-all. The current list is GTA: San Andreas, Halo 2, Half-life 2, KOTOR 2: Sith Lords and Inspector Parker: Betrapped.
Missing Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic Star Wars: Jedi Knight + Jedi Knight Outcast Enter the Matrix Zuma Deluxe Inklink Tony Hawk Pro Skater 3 Tetris for NES (Will I ever not love this game!?!)
After Christmas is a completely different story. Once my books are bought for school, it's a video game buying free-for-all. The current list is GTA: San Andreas, Halo 2, Half-life 2, KOTOR 2: Sith Lords and Inspector Parker: Betrapped.
IT'S HERE IT'S FINALLY HERE!!!
I caved in September and bought a DVD player. I didn't know when it would come out, and if I could wait that long, but it's here. The only question......
Do I run out and buy it as soon as "humanly" possible or do I wait and let some lucky soul become the greatest person in the world? Time will tell.
Lack of Physical Graffiti
Goodbye Joeuser! Hello Blogspot!
Today was absolutely bizarre and uncontrollably frustrating. The day started when I woke up at 4:54 after a 20 min nap, and returned to the computer to finish my physics essay. I started the entire thing yesterday around 1pm, when it was due today by 5pm. Ample time! It got around to 9am this morning, and I was almost finished. I decided to leave and go to the classes I skipped last week then return home and finish it before the deadline.
So first off, today was weird because for the first time in months, I was leaving for school fully awake. The Psi Factor reached danger when I noticed a driver's ed car slowly making a left turn onto my street. After my gruelling sessions with Karson the (Konqueror? Konfuser?) Asshole, I can't help but watch the torture of others. I peered into the passenger seat to see who was instructing and found a woman doing hail Marys. Awesome. Isn't that the kind of image that you want to start your day with?
Classes were alright today. Physics was frustrating because Prof brought out two demos, one was a string with a motor, the other was a glass rainbow wheel. All class I sat fixated looking at the wheel wondering "What do you do?" and "Can I get one of you for my room?" He finally went and turned it on, and my god! I let my eyes unfocus and cross (I've gotten quite good at that now) and all of a sudden my vision was filled with RED! BLUE! GREEN! YELLOW! and so forth. For 5 minutes, I forgot that I was in the belly of the beast and my impending project melted from existence. Sadly, I clued in after a while but my trip didn't end there. In film class, we were analyzing non-narrative films. So pretty much 1 hour of straight abstract images. Isle De Flores (?) was amazing. It had the bite of Bowling for Columbine, but made me laugh every other minute.
I eventually got home and after 4 ink cartridges, 3 computers, 2 printers, 1 temper tantrum, a fistfight with my printer, I finally finished my project around 5:45pm. I raced over to the drop box so that I could get home faster and sleep when, lo and behold, my TA was just getting on the elevator. I yelled after him as he stepped onto the elevator and caught the door with my foot. He checked his watch and said, "I think that has to be the closest call ever."
I went for lunch with Sean to Pita Factory but before we left, the gods looked down with pity and left a bag of Lays Originals in a nearby vending machine. I went to high school, vending machines are no match for a hungry student who once sat in a pool hall for 3 hours fishing quarters out of a broken arcade game. Why is this such a gift of grace? It's because I have no money. None at all. My account probably read 8.18 or some other lowly figure. Not even enough for a walk-in pizza. I haven't bought the last two english texts, and lunch has become only a word. A mirage that passes me on the sidewalk between classes. Thursday is payday but I already have a huge cellphone bill to pay, and relaxation supplies to buy. I'm hoping that after all of this school shit is over with, I can just sit down, drink some tea, and melt.
Today was absolutely bizarre and uncontrollably frustrating. The day started when I woke up at 4:54 after a 20 min nap, and returned to the computer to finish my physics essay. I started the entire thing yesterday around 1pm, when it was due today by 5pm. Ample time! It got around to 9am this morning, and I was almost finished. I decided to leave and go to the classes I skipped last week then return home and finish it before the deadline.
So first off, today was weird because for the first time in months, I was leaving for school fully awake. The Psi Factor reached danger when I noticed a driver's ed car slowly making a left turn onto my street. After my gruelling sessions with Karson the (Konqueror? Konfuser?) Asshole, I can't help but watch the torture of others. I peered into the passenger seat to see who was instructing and found a woman doing hail Marys. Awesome. Isn't that the kind of image that you want to start your day with?
Classes were alright today. Physics was frustrating because Prof brought out two demos, one was a string with a motor, the other was a glass rainbow wheel. All class I sat fixated looking at the wheel wondering "What do you do?" and "Can I get one of you for my room?" He finally went and turned it on, and my god! I let my eyes unfocus and cross (I've gotten quite good at that now) and all of a sudden my vision was filled with RED! BLUE! GREEN! YELLOW! and so forth. For 5 minutes, I forgot that I was in the belly of the beast and my impending project melted from existence. Sadly, I clued in after a while but my trip didn't end there. In film class, we were analyzing non-narrative films. So pretty much 1 hour of straight abstract images. Isle De Flores (?) was amazing. It had the bite of Bowling for Columbine, but made me laugh every other minute.
I eventually got home and after 4 ink cartridges, 3 computers, 2 printers, 1 temper tantrum, a fistfight with my printer, I finally finished my project around 5:45pm. I raced over to the drop box so that I could get home faster and sleep when, lo and behold, my TA was just getting on the elevator. I yelled after him as he stepped onto the elevator and caught the door with my foot. He checked his watch and said, "I think that has to be the closest call ever."
I went for lunch with Sean to Pita Factory but before we left, the gods looked down with pity and left a bag of Lays Originals in a nearby vending machine. I went to high school, vending machines are no match for a hungry student who once sat in a pool hall for 3 hours fishing quarters out of a broken arcade game. Why is this such a gift of grace? It's because I have no money. None at all. My account probably read 8.18 or some other lowly figure. Not even enough for a walk-in pizza. I haven't bought the last two english texts, and lunch has become only a word. A mirage that passes me on the sidewalk between classes. Thursday is payday but I already have a huge cellphone bill to pay, and relaxation supplies to buy. I'm hoping that after all of this school shit is over with, I can just sit down, drink some tea, and melt.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls....
Hold your breath.
Make a wish.
Count to three.
Come with me,
and you'll be,
in a world of Pure Imagination.
Take a look,
And you'll see,
Into your imagination.
We'll begin with a spin,
Travelling in the world of my creation.
What we'll see will define,
Explanation.
If you want to view paradise,
Simply look around and view it.
Anything you want to; do it.
Want to change the world?
There's nothing to it.
There is no life I know,
to compare with Pure Imagination.
Living there you'll be free,
If you truly wish to be.
Make a wish.
Count to three.
Come with me,
and you'll be,
in a world of Pure Imagination.
Take a look,
And you'll see,
Into your imagination.
We'll begin with a spin,
Travelling in the world of my creation.
What we'll see will define,
Explanation.
If you want to view paradise,
Simply look around and view it.
Anything you want to; do it.
Want to change the world?
There's nothing to it.
There is no life I know,
to compare with Pure Imagination.
Living there you'll be free,
If you truly wish to be.