In Myself

Accusation

2008-06-27T19:31:00.000-07:00

My God. What a terrible end to a day at the beach.

Ok, so…it all started off as a normal trip to the beach to take some shots of the boats off the water, read my “Dearly Devoted Dexter” novel and last but not least, soak up some brilliant rays for a radiant skin tan. When I first arrived, Jericho Beach was pretty busy with people…doing, uh, beach stuff. I start off a few logs towards the back of the beach whilst reading “Dearly Devoted Dexter” and as I read through my 35 pages (some 5 chapters), I noticed that the beach was starting to clear out and front-ocean-viewing logs were becoming available. As a result, I decided to pack up and move up to one of the logs closest to the ocean. As it happens, the log I decide to sit at had two empty cans of Coors Light beer left behind from the last party. Did I care? No of course not. I felt neither the reason to conceal or clean them up as they were not mine.

Some one hour later, the beach police (Think Erik Estrada, aka: fake police) start combing the beach for trouble; fair enough as dawn approaches. And as I am doing absolutely nothing inappropriate, I continue to mind my business. As they (two of the pinheads) approach my location, one of the two pulls up towards me and starts smiling at me. And because I was in a cheery mood, I decided to smile back. I mean, why wouldn’t I? Soon enough, I’m approached by the female office and she and points towards the beer cans. She comes over and as she’s pouring out one of the beer can’s (one of them had a tiny bit left in it), asks if I had been drinking. I said: no! To which she replies, “You’re lying”. And at this stage I got very angry.

Un-fucking believable.

I then replied: “I don’t drink (which is 100% true) and do NOT like the accusation”. She then replied, “Well there are two cans beside you”. And that was pretty much it….I made no further eye contact (as I felt I was about to start in on a serious argument) and they left on their merry way. I cannot even tell you how much it pissed me off. Sure, by the looks of it they could have been my beer cans, but how the hell did they know that? Accusations like those are what get people sued. And what further pisses me off is that I’m one who doesn’t drink. In fact, I’ve never been drunk (only buzzed) in my entire life. I cannot stand drinking; the taste of alcohol, nor it’s effect on my body.

As it turns out, I left some 15 minutes later to where I spotted the Park Ranger in her white Ford Ranger Pick-Up talking to someone else about something else. After that person left…I told her the story, about the accusation and she apologized on behalf of whoever accused me. She remarked, “that’s not the way it should go”. She said she’d bring it up with the board (which, let’s face it, is highly doubtful)... Nevertheless, I felt much more calmed after telling someone else about this incident. I especially felt better when I told the Park Ranger that if I had to take a breathalyzer to prove that someone was an idiot, I would. And I seriously would.

Pity a beautiful day has to come to an end like that.

Nice Outfit?

2008-06-22T11:18:00.000-07:00

What do you think? A friend on a forum posted this girl and I thought the outfit was fantastically brilliant. Full body stocking...Mmm. Talk about erotic!

May 29th, 2008

2008-06-21T17:05:00.000-07:00

Long time folks!

Anyway...

That was the day I saw Rush live in concert for the first ever. A day where I shook the hands of two of my greatest heroes - Geddy Lee & Alex Lifeson. The show it's self was absolutely incredible. The performance was unmatchable, and the stage set (lighting and all) unbelievable. And the set list...absolute perfection. When packed with not only 'Mission' and 'Witch Hunt', but 'Digital Man' and 'Ghost of a Chance', you cannot complain about anything.

It was an incredible day, and one which I'll never forget. Here's what I'll have forever: Me and my dad standing between Al and Geddy.

Rush Foreva!

Today's Creation

2008-04-25T21:23:00.001-07:00

Knee-Cap Pain

2008-04-24T14:57:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I've failed to mention this before, but I've been having issues with my left knee-cap as of late. It started about four weeks ago when I would do my daily speed walk...After a quick Internet search it appeared that my pain was as a result of over-use. A pocket of water and inflammation builds up behind the patella thus cause aching and swelling.

Yesterday I went to the doctor (despite my hatred for visits) and he confirmed the problem: overuse. Seems 4-8 miles of walking per day isn't doing the old bones any favours. So, I have to cut down the walking, wear a tensor and do some rest and relaxation.

Bah.

Favourite Recent Photographs

2008-04-22T20:34:00.000-07:00

Some of my favourite recent photographs:

Self-Portrait Story Project

2008-04-22T20:25:00.000-07:00

I thought I'd share some of my recent self-portrait story projects with my readers. The photos, their composition as well as their editing have all been conducted by myself.

All of the lyrical content is written by Steven Wilson of Porcupine Tree.

Porcupine Tree: Favourite Songs

2008-04-07T11:09:00.000-07:00

Seeing as I've become a complete Porcupine Tree addict in a matter of months, I figured now is the time to create a list showcasing my favourite tunes from the band. Here it is:

1996 - 'Waiting - Phase One' (Signify)

1999 - 'Don't Hate Me' (Stupid Dream)
1999 - 'Even Less' (Stupid Dream)
1999 - 'Piano Lessons' (Stupid Dream)
1999 - 'Slave Called Sliver' (Stupid Dream)

2000 - 'Lightbulb Sun' (Lightbulb Sun)
2000 - 'Hatesong' (Lightbulb Sun)
2001 - 'Buying New Soul' (Recordings)

2002 - 'Blackest Eyes' (In Absentia)
2002 - 'Trains' (In Absentia)
2002 - 'The Sound of Muzak (In Absentia)
2002 - 'Gravity Eyelids' (In Absentia)
2002 - 'The Creator Has a Mastertape' (In Absentia)
2002 - 'Strip the Soul' (In Absentia)
2002 - 'Heartattack in A Lay By' (In Absentia)
2002 - 'Futile' (Futile)

2005 - 'Halo' (Deadwing)
2005 - 'Lazarus' (Deadwing)
2005 - 'Arriving Somewhere but Not Here' (Deadwing)
2005 - 'Open Car' (Deadwing)
2005 - 'So-Called Friend' (Lazarus Single)
2005 - 'The Start of Something Beautiful' (Deadwing)
2005 - 'Mother & Child Divided' (Deadwing)

2007 - 'Anesthetize' (Fear of A Blank Planet)
2007 - 'Way Out of Here" (Fear of A Blank Planet)
2007 - 'Sleep Together' (Fear of A Blank Planet)
2007 - 'Fear of A Blank Planet' (Fear of A Blank Planet)
2007 - 'What Happens Now' (Nil Recurring)
2007 - 'Cheating the Polygraph' (Nil Recurring)

Well, that's only 30...^_^

Sorry, I couldn't be bothered to start nit-picking. All of their music is awesome. <3

Today's Piercing Incident

2008-03-31T13:36:00.000-07:00

Ok, today's piercing incident easily outweighs anything thus far. So, I'm walking down on 4th avenue (which has a load busy strip mall-stores with a whole load of people) here in Vancouver and I noticed in passing that a girl with her boyfriend was staring at me.

I thought "hmm..". Soon thereafter, I heard the girl say to her boyfriend: "he's got a piercing". And just as we pass each other, her boyfriend says: "oh the eyebrow".

Perhaps they thought I couldn't hear them, but it was as clear as day. I paused, and then laughed.

Day Six

2008-03-28T11:18:00.000-07:00

It's been a total of six days since I first got my eyebrow pierced, and I suppose you're wondering how I feel about it? Whether I regret it? Whether others resent it? So on and so forth. You're asking the simple question: has it been an issue in any way?

Well, let me answer all of those questions and more. First and foremost, the piercing's healing process has been spic-and-span. Haven't even endured the slightest issue thus far. In fact, I've been lucky in this regard. Whilst others can have piercings which continue to bleed and pour puss, mine has still yet to. Even when my brow was first pierced, the piercer (Erin McMahon @ 'Adrenaline' here in Vancouver) said that it indeed bled very little. And even now, I have yet to come across any fresh and/or crusty-dried liquids. Additionally, my brow hardly even swelled.

Having continued the daily cleaning routine (sea-salts and anti-bacterial soap) and continuing to sleep on my back, my piercing has been completely hassle free. My only reminder thus far that it's even in my body (aside from looking at myself in the mirror), is the consistent itch. It started doing this on Tuesday and is obviously a good sign. My piercing is healing not only properly, but at an extremely fast rate. In other words, it's been free sailing.

Impressions:

Ahh yes, the ancient old question. How do others react to a shiny piece of stainless-steel stuck in your face?

Reactions obviously vary from person to person, but the general impression from older people is clear: "bloody adolescent kids". Yup, I'm afraid you'll get that quite often. The fact that my hair is getting reasonably long certainly doesn't help with that image. It's the same old story though. As expected, it doesn't raise too much of a stir with the younger crowd, but the older crowd clearly cannot understand why you'd do this to your body. And what makes the latter strange is the fact that Vancouver is a city which is very strong on the promotion of the so-called 'body art'. Take it from me - Vancouver is full of people sporting body art. Piercings are by no means a rarity, nor are tattoo's. And yet still, some people are baffled.

And for the sake of entertainment, I've got some fine examples of my personal experiences to share. First and foremost though, I must explain that my hair-bangs are quite long. They pretty much cover my forehead, so these experiences are based upon a piercing that is only partially visible.... Oh noes!

One of the more entertaining ventures when was I last visited Safeway. I could see - from the corner of my eye - a woman in a lineup across from me was staring at me... When I turned to look at her, she looked away real fast. I could tell... And when I went up to Safeway customer-service counter to get a pack of Cigarettes (for the old man, naturally), I noticed one of the guys at the counter staring at it. And so it goes on. After a short while, it's easy to tell who's staring at it based upon their reaction when you look back at them. It's kind of humorous actually.

And because the barbell is silver, when you're walking towards a sunny area, the light cannot help but sparkle off the silver. People catch a glimpse of that....and it's like, "what the fuck is that?". And lastly, if a younger kid (let's say 13 years of age) catches glimpse of it, they stare at it in absolute shock and awe.

And of course, this all leads to the final question of: why does one involve themselves in body art? Well of course, everyone's inspiration is different. Some do it to be bold, some to be unique, some to be rebellious and some evidently do it because they have an affection for art. Or perhaps, it's a combination of the above. For myself? I won't lie, I do like the fact that it further gives me an identity. It's something that makes me, me. But of course, I do indeed have a keen appreciation for art and that's exactly what I see my piercing as.

Regrets? Nada. None.

Future Body Art?

You betcha ya. As soon as I got back from Adrenaline this past Saturday, I was already looking on the net for my next piercing. Yep, that's how it is. Addiction.

What's next? Probably an ear piercing of some sort; either an industrial cartilage piercing or a outer-conch cartilage piercing. The trouble with these particular piercings is that they have a long healing process: six months to a year. But I'll probably get one of the two next time around.

Other piercings which I have considered, but have been leary of, have been piercing of the lip and/or tongue. Given the damage these particular items can possibly do the oral region, I am greatly fearful. My mouth is already a world of hurt: chipped away teeth; low enamel levels; receding gums. If my gums were in better shape I wouldn't think twice about getting either.

Tattoo? I think will, albeit long down the road. Already have a few idea, but I ain't spilling the beans just yet!

My New Piercing

2008-03-23T17:14:00.000-07:00

It happened.

ZERO issues. Hardly bled at all. Best description of the initial piercing: felt like a nail going through my foot.

Hey You

2008-03-18T20:14:00.000-07:00

Tuesday night, March 18th.

What's going on? Oh not much if I may be honest. Not that that's a bad thing, because things in general are going extremely well. I'm feeling well-healed at the moment: healthy, confident and happy.

Got a chance to Van Dusen Gardens this past weekend. Whilst out of season - not the most colourful time to visit - both my father & I had a great time.

Other than that, this forthcoming weekend is sure to bring some great adventures and changes. Don't want to induldge too much on the subject, but if you stick around long enough, I'll very hopefully be able to spill the beans. Not 100% it's going to happen just yet, but we'll see when the day rolls around.

Err...Nothing else comes to mind at the moment. Must hit the sack.

-- Ciao

In Myself - 1 Year Anniversary

2008-03-13T20:44:00.000-07:00

Well would you look at that. Today is the 1 year anniversary of when I opened "In Myself". Having just looked over some of my previous posts, I am absolutely amazed at how much has changed in little time. Things really have turned around - for the better, finally - in a time frame which was certainly unexpected.

That all be said, I took the time to assemble this short chart to show how things have changed. Even then, I simply cannot cover all of the things that have happened. In any event...

And lastly:

Blogging level: Then - high (nothing to do!); Now - low (lots to do!) :D.

-- Over and out

"Boy Inside the Man"

2008-03-09T20:55:00.000-07:00

Written by Mr. Tom Cochrane.

A song I have long since loved:

So long so long so long he's been away
So long so long so long he's back again

When I turned seventeen
We had passion, we had dreams
Thought the love we were fighting for
Was something holy, something more

When I turned twenty-one
we were outside on the run
When I walked out with my girl
We went halfway around the world
CHORUS
I dreamed I saw her standing there
Running for the boy inside the man
I was hit hard by the light so bright it burned
All at once I knew she'd understand
Boy inside the man
The boy inside the man
When I turned twenty-five
We were hungry, we had drive
When I turned much older then
When the boy was lost in pride

Now I just turned thirty-one
I have lost and I have won
Still I've kept my dreams alive
'Cause the boy will never die
CHORUS
Ah do you understand
CHORUS

The boy inside the man
The boy inside the man
So long so long so long
You been away
So long so long so long
You're back again

Sister cool this face
As if it's carved in stone
Don't leave me in this place
Like a boy without a home (repeat)
Boy inside the man

Hello from Vancouver!

2008-03-06T16:45:00.000-08:00

Thanks to my mother, I was able to pick up a new camera this past Thursday. It's a Sony Cybershot DSC-H3, and it's awesome.

Moving On

2008-03-06T13:33:00.000-08:00

After a near two year experience on GermanCarZone as Moderator, I've decided to move on. I'm set to leave my Moderator position tomorrow - March 7th. It was a terribly hard choice, but it's time for me to move on. I must set my personal life as a priority. It's time to move on.

If any of you guys are reading this, remember that I'll always love you guys!

Dark World

2008-02-27T16:31:00.000-08:00

Ok, so yeah.

I've been thinking about getting a piercing. If you're a frequent reader of my Blog or a close friend your jaw might have just dropped, but hear me out.

I've really grown a fascination with piercings, and I suppose that's because they're a tad rebellious, awesome and kind of sexy too. Unlike the vast of teenagers, I missed my stage of growing-up rebellion. I feel that now as my lifestyle and appearance continues to molt, I must take a course of uncharted and unexplored form. And that all started with the urge to grow my hair long, but now, I want to - cheesy though it sounds - further create an identity for myself. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm more than happy with my current appearance, just looking to make myself all that bit more special. :-p This fascination with piercings started it's development ever since I not only moved to Vancouver, but started cracking to the dark and melodic tunes of Porcupine Tree. Go figure, I'm turning emo. Nah, just joking. I'll never be a skinny little emo boy with false dyed black hair.

But anyhow, I do admit to feeling that I've grown a curious indulgence into the world of modern 'punk' and 'emo'. That being said, I've grown a strong attraction to women of a darker nature; more rockin', more out-spoken. Girls with piercings, girls who wear dark make up and girls who dye their hair crazy colours. Yes, I've grown attracted to 'emo' and 'punk' girls. Please seeing the following pictures for examples:

Those who truly know me will know that I've never been one to follow trends, so I don't think this is just a passing phase but rather something that's been building up over the years.

And it's the good 'ol argument, eh? Beauty is the eye of the beholder. I know tons of people who would think these girls are disgusting. But of course, I whole-heartedly disagree with that. I think these girls are not only fantastically beautiful, but utterly special.

I know, I know. Some people are probably rolling in their graves right now, but oh well. You like what you like.

Oh wait - what was this about? Oh yes, the piercing.

The actual consideration as to getting a piercing of some sort is largely in thanks to a female friend (Wai-Lee) living in Burnaby, who I met online a few months ago. Actually, the two of us are planning meet up this weekend and go on a photospree.

Anyway, she's got five piercings herself; one in her lip, one in each ear and one in each breast nipple. After expressing my interest to her about myself getting one, she told me that she thought I'd look good with an eyebrow piercing. I hadn't put much into it before hand, but after a few days of thought I could finally see where she was coming from. And I now concur. Very much so indeed.

And after additional thought, I've been thinking a lip piercing would be pretty rad too. Mind you, If I do go through with it, it'll only be one of the two - not both. However, they are downsides to having either of them.

Lip piercing have a tendency to make gums recede. Even Wai-Lee told me that it has happened to her. Mind you, it's less obtrusive on the gums if the ring is placed to either the left or right as it leaves more roof for the stainless steel ring (and that's what I had planned anyway). Other than that, the piercing takes 2 to 4 weeks to heal in which you must use special alochol-free mouth wash and sea salts.

An eyebrow piercing is a little less of a hassle and is much less prone to causing bodily injury. However, the healing process takes 6 to 8 weeks and in that time, one must be careful not to mix oily hair jam packed with gel into the wound as it will cause an infection. Care procedures from this point are swabbing on a special cleaning soap on the wound 2 times a day. At this particular time, my hair is bloody long. Hangs over my brow and has even caused a few zits in this particular facial region. Could be an infection waiting to happen (assuming I get the piercing in the brow). And considering the time it's taken to grow my hair this long, I have no intentions of cutting it.

Having the opportunity to talk with someone who has to live with a lip piercing has greatly comforted me. After all, she does have first hand experience...

And no, I'm not worried about the pain and etc of the procedure it's self. On average, it takes them 2-3 minutes as they jam a needle through your brow and/or lip. Sure, it'll hurt, but only for a short second. Not to mention, I'm no stranger to pain. I walk around Vancouver with ripped up heels pouring blood into a nice pair of grey socks. And yes, it hurts like hell. I've got so many scars on my feet you wouldn't believe it.

But enough about that, let's go onto initial reaction from others. And they are? Uhh, I've only two told people about it; Wai-Lee (the girl with the piercing) and my father. My father is quite sensible on the matter. Not over bearing by any means. Though honestly, he doesn't like the idea as, A) he thinks the girls won't like me as much and B) as short as it may be, the operation it's self. He's easily sickened and not a fan of hooks being ripped through any of his body parts. Haha.

Piercing Style:

As to the exact piercing, If it be a eyebrow one, I'd like something like this:

Love the green colour especially.

If I went with a lip piercing, I'd like something like THIS (green) or THIS (blue). Green's my favourite colour, whilst blue matches me eye colour.

I'm excited. And more so towards the prospect of a lip piercing than a brow one. Will keep you mofo's informed.

Ciao for now.

Recent Photographs

2008-02-27T12:00:00.000-08:00

Some photos I've taken over the last couple of months:

Got Me Rush Tickets!

2008-02-13T16:18:00.001-08:00

They aren't front row of course...

In the stands.... But woohoo!!!

Pre-Sale Tickets!

2008-02-11T13:41:00.001-08:00

Tomorrow the Pre-Sale tickets for Rush's May 29th concert here in Vancouver, go on sale!!

Hoping for the best. Will report back.

Reminiscing about the Past

2008-02-02T20:43:00.000-08:00

Ehem -

Tonight is just one of those nights when I feel like reminiscing about the Past. Whatever the reason may be, I'm feeling a slight shade of deja vu. And though I feel as I've felt this state of mind once before, I honestly cannot say what has brought it on. It's just one of those odd things.

Having endured a some seven year spree of bad luck - which has thankfully now ended - I can't believe how much has been wasted. It's just absolutely amazing considering that it all happened in a blink of an eye; in many ways, time truly has passed me by. It's liked I missed the "Year 2000 bus to the world of life continuation and progress". I missed the bus, and the end result was epic failure.

I missed out on so many things it's not even traceable. Particularly on things just naturally expected of teenagers growing into adults.

And what experiences I've been through. I've been through stuff most kids - hell, adults - should never have to experience. But now, here we are: year 2008. An absurd seven years since I first dropped into the abyss. It has all ended now, but where did it all go?

Don't get me wrong, I've been feeling better as of late, but where did my childhood go? Must I grow up so fast?

"Lazarus" by Porcupine Tree (Live)

2008-01-30T20:07:00.000-08:00

An absolutely beautiful song. Do enjoy.

Joe's Death

2008-01-29T07:48:00.000-08:00

Joe McCulloch: 1995-2008

Well, that's it. After 13 or so years of being together, my cat Joe, died last night. But unlike the death of Jack and Rex in previous years - both of which died from kidney failure - Joe's death was fully unexpected.

Prior to his departure, Joe had most always been a healthy cat: chunky, but not overweight per se; well groomed; extremely healthy teeth and lastly, was undoubtedly one of the most active cats I had ever seen. Just minutes before his death, I had (in the name of fun) chased him down the hall a couple of times as he frolicked, shouted and snarled. That was the thing about Joe - he was one of a kind. He was far from a boring, regular old cat with no personality. Even having owned 5 cats at one point in time, I can quite honestly say that he was like no other.

Joe was always one of those cats that you admired for his extroverted personality. In all fairness, he was an absolute bastard, but I obviously loved him for that very fact. This is a cat which was not only very easily annoyed, but very easily made jealous; akin to some delirious house wife. If you talked to another cat when he he was in the vicinity, he'd make a big deal out of it by not only snarling at you, but by staring at the cat you were talking (specifically petting) to. He'd even scratch our wicker chairs to regain the attention he believe he deserved. What's more, Joe's idea of how to get a cat out of his sleeping area or even away from me or my father, was by cleaning the other cat. Yup, that's right - he would purposely clean them knowing they would eventually get tired of it, and move on out. And kudos to him, because it always worked.

When he didn't wanted to be talked to, and you wanted to talk to him, he'd most always make a snorting sound and immediately cringe. But when he wanted to talk to you, he would make sure he'd have his way. He'd obsess and bother you until he knew you'd give up out of frustration and just starting nurturing him. Bottom line: he knew how to get want he wanted.

And yet again, his death was completely unexpected; even if he was 17 years of age (was 3 when we got him). After chasing him around last night, me and my father weren't out of that bathroom for more than 5 minutes when he heard three loud yelps. Considering yelping was one of Joe's favourite things, It normally would have gone unnoticed, but these yelps were notably different. Both me and my father quickly ran to the bathroom where Joe was laying on the floor as his body convulsed and his throat gasped for air. Naturally, we thought he was choking on something and thus attempted to pump his stomach, but it was all too late. Truth is, we'll never quite know what happened to Joe. Our first assumption was that he had a heart attack, but there's also the possibility that he swallowed his tongue or perhaps choked on water and such.

It's hard to explain the sorrow of his death. The only thing that can be said is that my father has undoubtedly taken a harder hit than I have. Joe was always his favourite cat, and losing him is easily akin to losing a family member. But of cours, his death has greatly affected me too. I loved that cat with an undeniable passion. He was my little buddy. And over the last little while, I had never seen him so eager to talk to me. Every night over the last two months, he'd crawl into my room and rub his head against my hands to wake me up. And no surprise, It would always work, and then I'd happily let him sleep beside whilst he was partially covered by my bed-sheets.

At this moment, I am on the verge of yet again crying, but am doing my best to hold it in. Last night I hadn't any problems showing how I felt though.... I must have cried - while my head laid against his - for at least 40 minutes last night.

What makes Joe's death even more so tragic is that it marks the end of an era in my life. My cats are pretty much all I have left from the good old days. Once they pass, I'll have little, if anything to remind me of how things once were. There were so many memories in that cat's eyes it's not even funny. I had Joe when I lived in the United States, I had Joe at most troubling of times in my life.

Our commitment to Joe was unparalleled. For instance, several years ago Joe had an infection thus causing a lack of red blood cells and as a result, was slowly dying. We spent $800 at a vetenarian clinic to help him get better, and after weeks of hoping for improvement (and hand feeding him squished liquids) things started to turn positive. He fought off something which I don't think anyone thought he could

And yet Joe's demise last night was an unlikely one. Any regrets you ask? Yeah, but only one. I'll forever ask myself why I never took more pictures of him when he was alive. As to pay some sort of a strange homage to the little guy, I decided that I'd take a few photos of him after his death. Given that I never took enough photos of him when he was alive and kicking, I thought now would be the best time. The below photo was indeed taken 20 minutes after he had passed. If you look closely, you'll see that his eyes are overtly dilated...

Death of something you truly love is a always strange thing. While I have those moments when I'm in tears thinking about him, now is not one of them. Help keeping his memory alive - by writing this post - is how I will pay honour to the mighty Joe, or as he was affectionally referred to as, the "seal baby"; the latter of which is thanks not only in part to his grey fur, but his chunky body and his odd vocal chords.

Take care little man. You'll be missed.

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!

2008-01-29T07:07:00.000-08:00

I wrote this post this past Saturday on a sheet of paper and have just now gotten the chance to post it. Given that a terrible tragedy happened last night, I thought I'd better post it before I announce the bad news.

Oh my, where do we start?

How about we lay it simple: life is going well. Actually, "well" is more than somewhat of an understatement... "Fantastic" better describes how I've been feeling as of late. I feel better now than I have in the last seven years, and I sincerely mean that.

Finally, I feel as if things are going my way. Disappointments seems minuscule, meanwhile depression and unhappiness seem nearly non-existent. I've been waiting for this type of mental re-brith every since the beginning of this decade.

As I've explained oh-so many times before, the year 2000 was essentially a stop-gap in my life, but now - after a seemingly endless amount of problems - things are starting to look good.

Whilst I still have yet to sort my education, rest assure, I'm working on it. And when it's sorted, I'll welcome it with open arms. In the meantime, I'm just a happy person all-around. For instance, I'm feeling more confident not only about things as they are, but about the future. I'll just have to continue to do my best.

Other than that, I am pleased to say that my meet up with Mandie (the girl I met last weekend at Oakridge mall) went well. I truly believe that the two of us had a fantastic time together. However, that's all I'll say on the subject because I wouldn't want to be pushing my luck, but ultimately, don't believe it's fair to kiss & tell. I have a lot of respect for Mandie, and have no desire to treat her like some trophy. The only thing I'll say is that I really like her. She sets my mind and heart my free. I've never met anyone like her before, and am sure I never will again.

On the automotive front, Dad has bought a new car! Oh yes, it was time and let me say: it's one hell of a purchase. It's a gold/champagne coloured 1999 Acura RL 3.5 with just 54,000km. In short, the car is absolutely mind and has hardly ever been used.

And, umm, what else?

Evidently, I haven't been able to blog anywhere as much I have the past. Why? Well, it's not so much as I haven't the time, but more because I'm too busy enjoying life. Forum life, for instance, has taken a big hit. My usual online-forum visits have drastically declined. But you know, I don't really care about that. Silly though it sounds, I feel as if happiness has found me. And it's been a long time coming.

"FAAIIILLL"

2008-01-21T12:23:00.000-08:00

That's what my Father was saying at the exact moment this picture was taken. :D

167lbs

2008-01-21T12:22:00.000-08:00

Is what I weigh right now...

Not only have I been eating cookies and pizza to no end over the last two weeks, but I've also been eating cooked ham, cheese and milk. But for whatever reason, I cannot seem to gain weight. My metabolism is about as quick as a bunny. I've actually lost more weight even despite the increased eating...

Blew An Artery!

2008-01-18T10:12:00.000-08:00

OMG...

I'm meeting a girl that I've been talking to online for a couple days at Oakridge mall here in Vancouver tomorrow morning at 11:00am

AND

Rush announced their 2008 leg of the "Snakes & Arrows" tour, and they're coming to Vancouver on the 29th of May!!

AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Excitement! %* %^#R

MOOD: HAPPINESS!

Weekly Catch Up

2008-01-11T10:04:00.000-08:00

Ok, here we are. It's weekly catch up, and I'm absolutely burned out.

Evidently, I haven't been Blogging anywhere as much as I'd like since the arrival Christmas, but I hate to leave my precious online-diary (that's what these are folks - face the music) neglected. I don't even know where to begin to cover the last three weeks, but I'll do my best. It goes a little like this:

Hair:
My hair's longer than it has ever been before in my life.

HotorNot:
I once had a total of 17 double-match girls on HotOrNot.com and am currently speaking with five of them. Oddly enough, three of the five happen to be a great distance away from where I live. Whilst one of them lives in Vancouver (Mandie), the other four live in Calgary (Sarah - yes, that Sarah), two in Burnaby (Wai-Lee & Kendra) and one in Taiwan (Tiffany)

I recently got back in touch with Sarah -it's a long story - and have been talking to her about the possibility of flying into Calgary so that we can meet-up. Meanwhile, the messages between the two of us have gotten quite personal - not in regards to private life, but sexually. Not online-sex per se, but a definite tension. That's all I'm going to say.

Another girl who I just recently met on the site is one named "Wai-Lee". Thus far, we've only exchanged one email with each other, but let me tell you - big wow! I reckon she's one helluva of a girl. As she pointed out, she was stuck dumb by the fact that I not only had an IQ above ".5", but had something to say.

And the girl in Taiwan.... is just brilliant. She's not only very expressive, but artistic.

Meanwhile, Kendra's a Christian and Mandie is a complete video-game freak. They are all very different from each other, and I can't wait to talk to each one of them again.

Music:
Hmm, where are we here... Oh yeah, Rush and Porcupine Tree. 'Nuff said.

AutoSavant:
Just finished writing a new automotive article for AS, and having taken a long writing-break, it was an absolute pain to write. Took what seemed like forever.

Facebook:
I'm afraid to admit it, but I'm addicted to FB. I've been wasting countless numbers of hours on this site, and it's only getting more addictive as time passes. Not only have I've since long accepted my mother's invitation to be added as a friend, but we've exchanged a few emails - nothing of real importance - just a simple "Hi, how are you doing" kind of thing. Thankfully though, in contacting her, I've gotten her to post some old photos of myself (unknown age)

Oh, and I got my father to join Facebook too... (he's already addicted)

Miscellaneous:

I'm still looking to sort of my education, but my transcripts from Alberta have not yet arrived. It's taking a long fucking time. I suppose I'd better give them a call as I would not be the least bit surprised if one of those goverment hacks lost my request.

Over and out.

Operation Hair Growth

2008-01-07T09:50:00.000-08:00

The below two photos were taken 3 to 4 months apart:

My hair's longer now than it has ever been in my life before, and I love it! As I stated some time ago, my current hair style was inspired by a certain male celebrity. But I'm not spilling the beans... You'd probably make fun of me because it's so metro.
:-P

Weekend Video's (#42)

2008-01-05T17:20:00.000-08:00

Barenaked Ladies - "The Old Apartment" (1996)

Dire Straits - "Calling Elvis" (live '91)

Peter Gabriel - "Digging in the Dirt" (live in '03)

Happy New Year

2008-01-01T17:47:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year ya'll.

Thankfully I hadn't a hangover to ruin my day. Did a Ton of walking today; around Stanely Park, Granville Island and Jericho Beach. Suffice to say, I'm feeling happily fresh.

Rejuvenated

2007-12-31T00:03:00.000-08:00

Wow - can you believe that tomorrow marks the beginning of the year 2008? That said, isn't it just hilarious that people didn't think we'd make it past the year 2000?

You know, this year's Christmas was just fantastic. And actually, the same can be said for the last several months. I can't say that I've had this much fun, nor this much happiness in a long while. Though I have my "down-times" periodically, I generally feel rejuvenated as an individual. And can you blame me? I'm 40lbs lighter now than when I arrived in Vancouver in late February. I look like an entirely different person.

But not one that I don't want to be. Funny though it sounds, I now feel as if I am the person I always wanted to be. Especially concerning how I look - I'm now confident - for the first time in a long time - about the way I present myself to others. I'm comfortable with my body, my face and even my hair. I've never quite been with my hair, but now after 2+ decades, I can say that finally I have a hair style that I am pleased with.

I like the way I look. I like the fact that my personality combined with my looks attracts a certain specific type of girl; girls that I not only find attractive physically, but have the brains to keep my intellectually stimulated. Sure, I'm not in a relationship at the moment, but I've since gotten more "Meet Me" requests on HotOrNot.com. They could all turn out to be nothing...but I'm always hoping for the best. I want a love to spend time with.

That all being said, I truly feel as I'm a different person. It's hard to explain if you haven't undergone a drastic transformation yourself, but the feeling is almost indescribable. It changes your perception of everything around you.

And yet despite my improved appearance, I felt as if I've managed to retain my beliefs and opinions on what-not. In fact, my improved confidence has do nothing but strengthen my enthusiasm and expressive character. I'm greatly proud of who I am, and will not change that for some one's benefit.

Additionally, I'm now at a point in my life where I'm starting to reassemble the shattered pieces. I'm going to get education back on track come the New Year, and that alone, is going to change my life.

I'm in a happy place both physically and mentally. Never in my life have I not only gotten more joy out of listening to music, but being in the public and talking to others. There's something to be said about that.

Weekend Video's (#41)

2007-12-29T17:29:00.000-08:00

Rush - "One Little Victory" (live in '03)

Loreena McKennitt - "Dante's Prayer" (live in '07)

Porcupine Tree - "Halo (live in 2007)

Guitar Legends - All Rush

2007-12-26T18:10:00.000-08:00

For any Rush fan, this magazine is pure pornography. True, there isn't a whole lot in the magazine that I didn't already know (although even this Rush loony learned a few new things!), but it's the pictures and classic interviews make it a necessary item.

Christmas Reminder

2007-12-26T17:49:00.000-08:00

Just a reminder of what any good Christmas should consist of...

-- Jennifer Lamiraqui

Christmas Morning

2007-12-25T04:25:00.000-08:00

It's Christmas morning ya'll, and "Far Cry" by Rush is a playin'.

Merry Christmas folks.

Christmas Eve

2007-12-24T18:04:00.000-08:00

Wow. It truly is unbelievable that as I write this message, it is Christmas Eve. Seems like it kind of snuck up out of no where, if you know what I mean.

And you know what? This is the first Christmas Eve in the last seven years that I've actually enjoyed. And ironically, it also happens to be the first one that doesn't feel like Christmas Eve.

As I mentioned some time ago, I have had a string of awful Christmas' over the last several years. And when I say "awful", I truly mean it.

This year is a little different though. I'm feeling fantastic because the today has played out in a manor in which I wanted it to play out, for a change. And I must mention that even despite the horrible cold (throat, nose and head) which I've been fending off for the last three days, my Christmas hasn't been ruined even the least bit.

Woke up at 4:30am, ate and then surfed the net for a few hours. And after I saw that I had a new double-match on HotorNot.com, felt totally confident and happy. Really look forwarding to talk with her.

After that, I spent the entire day with my father around various locations in Vancouver; a few of which included Granville Island, exotic car dealers and Jericho Beach. So, suffice to say, I got lots of exercise today and am feeling completely refreshed.

And for the last couple of hours, I've not only been surfing the net, but rocking out to as much music as I bloody want. And because my house-neighbours went away for Christmas this past Saturday, I get to listen to it at any volume I desire. I've been listening to Rush and Porcupine Tree non-effing-stop. In fact, I'm listening to Rush's 1989 album, "Presto" at the moment...

Essentially what I'm trying to say is that I think what most people fail to recognize, is that Christmas is something different for everyone. While some people's idea of great Christmas consists of a big party, a thousand family members, turkey and a ton of presents, my idea of a great Christmas is a great deal simpler. Hell, I didn't even set up a tree. In fact, my house looks identical to how it did 6 months ago. No decorations, no nothing. And I wouldn't have it any other way. For me, Christmas is best enjoyed with few family members (my dad specifically), food (other than Turkey - perhaps Pizza), loud music and next to nothing when it comes presents. Truth be told, I hardly got any presents for Christmas this year, but couldn't care. I've got my dad, and I've got my music.

And you know what I'm going to do first thing tomorrow morning? I'm going to listen to Rush's "Snakes & Arrows"... And I'm going to enjoy every minute of it. Now this is what I call a great Christmas.

Oh, and here's something that makes me that little bit happier.

My New Watch

2007-12-22T19:03:00.000-08:00

Yippe!!! I got myself a new watch today.

Hmm, let's see...The last time that I actually owned (and wore a watch for that matter) was about 4 1/2 years ago. That's no joke either.

The last watch that I owned was an aqua blue-faced FOSSIL with a fantastic polished silver face and metal linkage. I loved it, but very unforuntately had to pawn it off to get some extra cash. After that happened, I promised to myself that I'd never ever buy one ever again at the risk of once again losing it. As I needn't tell anyone, giving something away that you love can be absolutely terrible.

Anyways, as I had recently recieved an Eddie Bauer gift card from my aunt in Calgary (who will probably read this soon enough - thank's auntie!!), I decided that I'd go to EB and pick out something that I really wanted. Thought about getting a wallet, but most of their wallets were rubbish. And then it hit me - "what about a watch"?

Shortly thereafter, I quickly glanced through their selection and noticed the beautiful piece you see at the top of this post. After eyeing it to death, I eventually asked an employee how much the watch was, and he checked the price tag and came back with a figure of $128.00. Though it was more than half the limit of my gift card limit, I just could not resist the opportunity to have this watch. And then and there, I decided that I'd get the watch with the gift card and offset any remaining balance with my own money.

When I went to the cash register, the cashier said the watch was not $128.00, but was on a bargain blowout sale for just $45.00. Yes, just $45.00 and as that was below my gift card limit, I could get the watch without spending any of my own money.

They had a selection of great watches, but most of which were not only too shiny and polished, but ultimately a bit too garish for my taste. In fact, when I look back at my FOSSIL, I can't help but think that it was a bit garish; a bit too flashy and showy.

One of the things that greatly attracted me to this watch was in fact it's old fashioned allure. The watchi t's self a very classy theme to it; most definitely an old fashion look and style - all of which is accentuated by the conventional brown coloured leather strap.

And don't think for one second that because it was "merely" $45.00 that it's cheap in anyway. It's not only well crafted, but has a ton of features - those which include: a digital time readout (in addition to the conventional hands) with the option to use a 24 hour clock; a lap timer and countdown; a date, month and year readout; an alarm clock and last, but certainly not least, a button which activates a green-faced illumantion so that the watch can be read in the dark. It's all top notch, and I couldn't be happier.

Thanks auntie!

Confused

2007-12-22T18:00:00.000-08:00

Ahh, alright... I'm starting to get fed up with this whole thing with Jocelyn.

As I've already explained, our plan to meet this at the Vancouver Aquarium this this past Wednesday was foiled when her son became ill with a stomach flu. Now, I hadn't any reason to doubt what she was saying and naturally, was understanding of her position. Her child is the most important thing in her life; I wouldn't expect any less from a good mother.

But soon after that incident, things started to get dicey. With each and every email exchange not only has it taken her longer and longer to respond, but her responses are often short and sure to avoid questions that I've asked.

My original assumption was she was perhaps shy, or just extremely casual... That being said, I decided I'd take the leap of death and give her a call (she previously gave me her cell number) on Friday. Do you know how hard it was to get the nerve to call? I'm an extremely shy individual and absolutely dred talking to people I don't know. Yet despite that, I decided to overcome my fear and just give her a call.

I called her four times - twice in the morning (a few minutes apart) and twice (yet again minutes apart) some four hours later. On the my last phone call, I decided that I'd leave a message... My aim - casual & collected, and that's exactly what I did. I asked her that if Brandon was feeling better if she'd like to try to meet at the aquarium some time over the weekend. I wasn't pushy, nor intimidating on the subject, just casual.

From thereon, I waited to hear back from her and at 6:00pm, she responded (via Facebook, not a phone call mind you). But when she responded back on Facebook, she said that Brandon (her son) had been at her Grandma's house all day as she had managed to catch the little guy's stomach flu. But yet again, she never really answered my question. Then again, she never really seems to... ^_^
Nor does she seem all that interested in what interests me...

It really would appear that she's trying to avoid me - which begs the question, why the hell did she click "yes" to meet on HotOrNot.com? Is she not interested in me? Is she afraid to meet me? Is she afraid of having her heart broken?

Suffice to say, I'm entirely confused about the whole thing. That being said, I decided to message her back last night and simply ask her if she's even interested in me because I was starting to gather the impression that she wasn't. Risky gamble? Well,there's nothing to lose... I did however, write the message in a very civilzed and understanding manor. I asked if her if that which I believed was indeed true, then she should tell me the truth. If she doesn't want to meet me, then fine. I'll undoubtedly be disappointed, but I'll definitely be better of because this whole cat and mouse game has been driving me through the roof.

Haven't heard back from her yet, and hell, she might not even respond... But at this point, I cannot sit here wondering what hell she's thinking. At this point, the ball is in her park. I did (nor said) nothing wrong. I shall pursue her no more.

Or am I overreacting? Could I be entirely wrong? Did I blow it? Is this because Christmas is a week away? Who the fuck knows.

Quite frankly, I'm more mad at myself than anything; mad at myself for getting emotionally attached with little to go on to begin with. I spent more than a week thinking about this girl. Firstly asking the nerve to ask her out - then worrying what the actual meeting would be like - then wondering how the date it's self would both begin and end - then hoping her son was ok - and all of which followed. Why do I do this? Because I like to punish myself? In a way, yes. As I've mentioned several times before, I am a hopeless romantic. I never seem to learn, but then I suppose I cannot change the way I am.

If she responds back and proves me wrong, well then, hell yeah. I'll go out with her in a second. Until that time, I've done my best.

Weekend Video's (#40)

2007-12-22T04:50:00.000-08:00

Rush - The Big Money (1985)
Uploaded by -J-rom-

Katie melua - spider's web - Sopot-4
Uploaded by kiligolo

Porcupine Tree - Way Out Of Here
Uploaded by Northia777

Songs & Albums of the Moment

2007-12-21T14:10:00.000-08:00

My ten most listened to songs over the week (alphabetically ordered by band name):

* Porcupine Tree - "The Start of Something Beautiful"
* Porcupine Tree - "Open Car"
* Porcupine Tree - "Mellotron Scratch"
* Rush - "Distant Early Warning"
* Rush - "Mission"
* Rush - "Prime Mover"
* Rush - "Double Agent"
* Rush - "Nobody's Hero"
* Tom Cochrane - "Paper Tigers"
* Tom Cochrane - "Will of the Gun"

My five most listened albums over the week (alphabetically ordered by band name):

* Porcupine Tree - "Deadwing" (2005)
* Rush - "Counterparts" (1993)
* Rush - "A Show of Hands" (1988)
* Rush - "Hold Your Fire" (1987)
* Tom Cochrane - "Ragged Ass Road" (1995)

9:45AM

2007-12-20T09:54:00.000-08:00

That's the time as I start this entry. I've now been up for a total of nine and a half hours. Yep, that's right - I didn't go back to sleep. I have since stayed up, and thus far isn't hasn't been too hard. Sure, I feel tired, but not so tired that I cannot concentrate.

Seems my throat flu is passing by rather quickly... Just came back from Safeway where I purchased not only some tasty orange-flavoured Vicks cough drops, but some Benadryl. Feeling better already.

12:08AM...

2007-12-20T00:23:00.000-08:00

...is what the clock reads as I start to write this entry. Need I remind anyone that on normal circumstances I'd never been up at such an hour, but tonight is different. Tonight is different because I seem to have come ill with the flu myself. In light of what has happened with Jocelyn and etc, I cannot think of a worse time either.

Thankfully, I don't think it's one of those "two week" flu's, but as is obvious, it's still bad enough to interrupt my sleep.

I had noticed that my throat was getting sore and dry by about 4:00pm yesterday, and by the time 8:00pm had arrived, I knew what was going on. I don't think - or at least I hope - it's not a full-out stomach flu... at the moment it's merely a bad throat and a nose that feels a tad runny.

This is just terrible. What if Friday rolls around and Jocelyn and her son are ready to meet me, but I'm a terrible mess? Worst timing ever. I cannot let her down.

P.S - Last I spoke with her (last night - some several hours ago), Brandon (her son) was doing much better. Still suffering from a cough and a bad throat, but overall, much better.

Thanks, Dad

2007-12-19T14:24:00.000-08:00

In talking with Kirstin (the cousin I had breakfast with just yesterday and who is truly one of the most wonderful people I've ever met - no joke) about the possibility of spending Christmas with my mother's side of the family, I've been reminded how great my father actually is.

You know, there are many people who have a relationship with their father which is strictly "father and son", but our relationship is so much stronger than that. Thanks to our many adventures - both good and bad - through out the last decade we've grown a bond which is best described as "best friends" first, "father and son" secondly.

It's a bond which I'm undoubtedly proud of. I can not only confide in him, but I can talk to him about anything. Anything means anything - sex (way beyond the "birds and bee's"); girls; racism; my daily thoughts as well my hatred for this and that. They're always discussions which are completely open with little nervousness. Not only can I trust in his knowledge and his advice, but I can always trust that he'll be there for me. If I need him to do something for me I know he'll do it. And that's definitely a two way street - we feed off each other's character

And It doesn't take too long before we're joking, laughing and throwing sarcastic comments around about most everything.

And because our interests are nearly identical, we haven't a problem with spending time with each other. For instance, we like the exact same music. In fact, most of my music taste was inherited from him. And on my side, I was the one who got him onto Rush and just recently, Porcupine Tree. We like the same TV shows too 0 X-Files, Heroes, Curb Your Enthusiasm and naturally, Trailer Park Boys. And there isn't a time when I don't watch Top Gear with him.

And as he is also an automotive enthusiast, It's clearly that I inherited his automotive obsession too. And yes... we like the same vehicles too... We like the same art, the same activities and even have the same taste in women.

And what I have also failed to mention in the past, is that he is essentially my hero. The both of us have been through some really tough times together and even when it looked like all hope was lost, he pulled us through. His determination is second to none.

Thanks pops.

A No-Go

2007-12-19T13:06:00.000-08:00

I'm afraid my plan for Jocelyn and I to meet at the Vancouver Aquarium this morning did not go as planned. Actually, it didn't happen at all. Late night she dropped me a message telling me that her son had come ill with a fierce stomach flu. She said that he didn't make it to the DayCare Christmas party on Tuesday and has become sicker as the time has passed.

And yes, I believe she's telling the truth and not just brushing me off. And I'm not mad at her as I fully realize her child is probably the most important thing in her life.

Poor kid. Though having the flu during this season isn't unexpected... With Christmas around the corner one can only hope that he's better soon.

Though I am disappointed we didn't meet up, I'm definitely not giving up on her.

Meeting Up

2007-12-18T08:37:00.000-08:00

So, I'll be meeting Jocelyn (see previous post) at the Vancouver Aquarium tomorrow morning at approx 10:30am. She'll be bringing her son (yeh, I forgot to mention that she has a three year old son) along for the fun. Bringing her son along was my idea... Thought he'd like it.

Naturally, my nerves are jangling right now. I'm so incredibly nervous...But I suppose that's normal. All I have do to is be myself - how hard can that be?
*biting finger nails*

And because I know you're wondering what she looks like, I'll attach a photo of her.

She's gorgeous...I know...

Yesterday = Brilliant

2007-12-17T08:45:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was undoubtedly the best day I've had in several months.

Ok, so, allow me to revisit:

It started just like any other day. Woke up at 4:30am, turned the computer on and surfed the net for some three hours. Responded to a number of threads, sat back and just generally chilled out. And by the time 7:00am arrived, I was out and about with my father taking a look at some of the high-end (expensive, in other words) houses around Vancouver.

And take my word for it, some of the houses in this city are just amazing. Not because of their price or lot size, but because of their artistic architecture. Again, these houses are not cheap, but let me tell you, I'd much rather live in a big house with a ton of lot than a tiny house on the beach with little lot space.

After that, I went for a walk around Granville Island and then went home to not only do my regular walking activities, but some good 'ol stomach crunches.

Here's the thing though - remember Sarah (that seemingly amazing girl or HotorNot.com)? Yeah, well, she never responded back to me after my last email message. Things were going great and then it all came to a sudden stop. Why you ask? Well, I know that I never said anything "wrong"... so the most obvious reason is that because - like me - she knew it was hopeless situation. Had we lived closer to each other, there's little doubt in my mind that we would have gone out on a date.

It truly saddened me, but I have long since decide to move on. Since then, I decided to go back on HotorNot.com and start my search for another girl. And two days ago, I clicked "yes" to this amazing looking girl named "Jocelyn". Actually, using the words "amazing" to describe how she looks is probably an understatement.

Anyhow, I clicked yes to her and she clicked yes to me... So, viola! When we first started talking to each other, I had immediately noticed that she hadn't lots to say. Not because she wasn't interesting, or wasn't interested in me, but most probably because that was her character. Nothing wrong obviously - everyone is different in this regard. Anyhoo - on Saturday, I had fired an email off to her to asking her a few more questions about herself, and had been planning to essentially ask her out after she responded back.

And honestly, I took her a little while to respond back to me (this is before I had asked her out, mind you), so I started to naturally wonder If I had said something wrong. And need I remind any heterosexual male, waiting for a girl to respond to you is awful. Few things will drive you as insane...

Nevertheless, I did realize that she is human being and has a life too... So, I just waited it out and she eventually responded. Naturally, I responded back as quickly as possible, and gave her the ever-daunting question.

And then I waited some more... In the meantime, our Landlord had dropped by our house and being the good chap he is, decide dropped off some rather expensive "Jackson-Triggs" Red wine as a Christmas present. I was surprised too, but then I guess it's deserved considering how expensive the rent is... Lol!

And suddenly, a previous blog post that I made about trying alcohol for the first time popped into my mind. And If you recall, I had said that If I was going to try it out, I'd most certainly do it alone. At that point, it was my decision. Having never been drunk ever before, it was now or never. And I did it... The first time ever. I poured a small glass of wine (12.5% alcohol) and drank it. Mind you, the fact that it was undeniably bitter (and in my mind, disgusting) meant that it took some 30 minutes to drink half a glass of wine. Though, within 10 minutes, I could certainly feel the effects. I had this strange headache behind what was best described as my eyes. At first, I felt real lazy and sleepy, but as my body adjusted I started to feel awfully loose. And though I drank very little, it was not only enough to make me dizzy, but dampen my reactions, distort my sense of balance (was tripping around for a while) and latch a seemingly endless smile on my face. I had also noticed that I was slurring my words and hanging onto things like a monkey. The scariest thing about this was the fact that I truly hadn't that much wine. And when I woke up this morning, I noticed that I had (and still have) a very strange headache.

Was it fun? For a little while perhaps, but it's definitely not something that I'd like to do often.

I had my camera on hand so that I'd remember the occasion. Here's one of the many photos I took:

Yeh...

After that, I went surfing on the net and stumbled upon a ton of fantastic Rush bootleg video's that I hadn't seen. And then logged into Facebook to read a private message from Jocelyn saying that she'd like to meet me too. Yep, that's right. We're currently working out the meeting time via Facebook, and have already exchanged phone numbers. Honestly, I think she had been waiting for me to ask her the question since day one.

I couldn't/cannot stop smiling. I'm cannot wait to meet her. Yesterday was just great.

Weekend Video's (#39)

2007-12-15T05:45:00.000-08:00

Rose Rossi - "Fade" (2007)

Heart - "Barracuda" (1977)

Porcupine Tree - "Lazarus" (2005)

Favourite Quotes Pt.2

2007-12-13T22:58:00.000-08:00

"Quick to judge, quick to anger, slow to understand. Ignorance and prejudice and fear walk hand in hand." - Neil Peart

"I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round." - John Lennon

"A classic is something that everybody wants to have read and nobody wants to read." - Mark Twain

"You need great passion, because everything you do with great pleasure, you do well." - Juan Manuel Fangio

It struck me that in the 21st Century what's replaced race relations as the number 1 concern for young people is a kind of terminal boredom, a generation X thing, it's the blank generation. It's exacerbated and accelerated by living vicariously through gadgets.Since I was a kid in the 80's the amount of technology that's around now is unbelievable. The worst thing my parents were probably worried about was TV, and we only had 4 channels in the UK back then! But now we live in the information technology age – with the Internet,Ipods, cellphones, Playstations, and Xbox's. You have the proliferation of TV channels, digital TV and MTV and it's various imitators. You have lowest common denominator stuff like American Idol, Big Brother, Cribs, and all the other similar shows" - Steve Wilson (of Porcupine Tree)

"The Speed Of Love"

2007-12-13T10:31:00.000-08:00

Lyric excerpts from this superb song from Rush's 1993 "Counterparts" album. I bring these lyrics to life as tribute to a special girl:

"We don't have to talk
We don't even have to touch
I can feel your presence
In the silence that we share
Got to keep moving
At the speed of love
Nothing changes faster
Than the speed of love
Got to keep on shining
At the speed of love
Nothing changes faster
Than the speed of love"

Yeh... Don't worry, I won't make too many more of these "sappy" posts.

Reality Sets In

2007-12-12T09:07:00.000-08:00

Suffice to say, Sarah and I have had numerous more correspondences since my last blog post pertaining to the subject, and they're always amazing. Her messages never fail to bring a smile to my face. I feel so happy. I find myself clicking my email open 5,000 times a day, eagerly awaiting her response of course. And in that moment, I can truly see the strength of love (or what is seemingly so). Everything else in your mind just fades; things that were once bothering (or bothered) you fade away like dust in a storm.

We've gotten personal as we're now revealing secrets and telling our various life experiences.

I told her that I wished that I like in Kamloops or Calgary (or that she lived in Vancouver) so that we could meet. And her response to that was:

Sarah:
I wish i lived in Vancouver or somewhere closer to you id really love to meet you one day you seem like an amazing guy.

Of course, after she said that, I said the exact same thing about her; essentially, I more or less told her how much I liked her. She's just a fantastic person.

As her email went to a close, I had the slight feeling that - as it had for me before - reality had set in. We live so far away from each other. We'll never get the chance to really get to know each other despite our great connection.

Naturally, I do realize that this isn't the end of the world. I haven't any doubts that I'll meet another girl who I connect with. But until that time, the great distance between us (and the personality connection) is surely leaving me with a degree of heart-ache.

"Have You Lost Weight?"

2007-12-10T09:21:00.000-08:00

I posted a picture of myself on a forum the another day and a friend remarked, "you've lost weight, right?" To which I replied, "yeah - 30lbs to be exact". And then after I wrote the response, it got me thinking, "wait a minute, it's closer to 40lbs". The exact figure is 37lbs. I'm 37lbs lighter than when I arrived in Vancouver, March of this year.

When you've lost that amount of weight over such a time, it honestly doesn't sink in until someone else notices. You think to yourself: "wow, yeah, I had almost forgot".

Mind you, I do have a few photo's of myself back from March and I can't even bear to look at them. Looks like a different (but better) person

I suppose I hadn't thought about how much of an accomplishment it really is. Yahoo for me?

Head Over Heels (Pt.2)

2007-12-09T18:38:00.000-08:00

Sarah (see here if you haven't a clue as to what I'm talking about) not only think it's "adorable" that I shower in the pitch dark (yeh, it's a long story), but has started to call me "hunny". Ahhh!

Moreover, our conversations have undoubtedly gotten deeper. More personal, and even a little more flirty. And the similarities between us continue - like me, she doesn't drink or smoke.

It's starting to kill me.... I'M starting to get far too hyped about this whole thing.

In the meantime, here's new photo of her.

Now tell me: does she not looking amazing? Love is in the air.

Weekend Video's (#38)

2007-12-08T16:23:00.000-08:00

Rush - "Malignant Narcissism" (2007)

Jethro Tull - "Songs From The Wood" (live in '77)

Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers - "I Won't Back Down" (1989)

Head Over Heels

2007-12-07T10:38:00.000-08:00

Oh no, It's happened. I think I've fallen head over heels for a girl on HotorNot.com. I kid you not.

But before I breach on the subject, allow me to say that within a little over a week and and two days of joining for the website's "Meet Me" application, I have already managed to achieve no less than 6 doubles matches. Of the six, only two of them I accepted to meet first; the other four accepted to meet me before I even clicked them...

Mind you, that's only the double matches. They were a couple of others that I clicked no to. But by and large, the girls are coming my way - not the other way around. And I'm greatly surprised by that, especially as some of these girls are just gorgeous. One of the girls by the way, is the girl in the second picture with pink hair and glasses in this particular post.

Though, thus far I've only had the chance to speak with two of them. The first of which lived in Abbotsford and had 3 month old daughter. Yeah, I know what you're thinking... Because I was thinking it too. Worse yet, she just got out of that relationship that left her with the baby a week prior to talking with me.

The problem however, was not the fact that she had a baby (although, I'm not aiming for a relationship as such), but more the fact that she was about as interesting as a stone. No personality whatsoever!

But anyways, I had clicked "yes" to this beautiful girl named "Sarah" who was apparently living somewhere in British Columbia, and suffice to say, she clicked "yes" to me. And ever since that, we've been emailing each other back and forth(totaling several times now).

Obviously we haven't met each other in the flesh, but her personality is amazing. When we first started talking, she said that she had been looking for a boyfriend and clicked "yes" to me as she notably saw that we shared a great deal of the same interests.

After our emails, I have come to the conclusion she is not only the type of girl that I'd want to date, but marry... *shocking*. All-around, she's just incredible. Sassy, interesting, fun and undoubtedly intelligent. Our view points/interests are sookly similar: she admits to being insecure; she's a hopeless romantic; she likes the same television shows as I do; she likes the same movies as I do; she doesn't like new age music; she's an agnostic and she doesn't like big cities as she admits to being a small town kind of girl. The similarities between us are seemingly endless.

And she loves to help people, has been to poverty stricken nations such as Iraq, Africa and Pakistan and is currently going to college to become a Psychiatrist.

There is however, one problem and it's a big one. She currently lives in Calgary, and is moving back to Kamloops... When she told me that, I felt as if I had been gutted like a fish and as our discussions get deeper and deeper, I feel that every bit more gutted. Needless to say, Kamloops is not in Vancouver... It's more than an hours drive away!

And yes... Maybe I'm jumping the gun, but had you the same conversation that I've had with her, you'd be thinking the same. Ehh, I dunno what to say other than the fact I really like her. The sooner I realize that she'll be living in Kamloops and out of reach, the better I'll be. :(

And yes, before you ask, I do have a few pictures of her. Though I'll only post two...

Yes, the pictures are webcam quality (in other words, rubbish), but I've seen enough. I'm convinced.

Classic Comedy

2007-12-06T06:28:00.000-08:00

This is one of, if not my absolute favourite stand-up comedy pieces ever filmed. Absolutely hiliarious. George Carlin is the man.

Celebrity View

2007-12-04T08:16:00.000-08:00

Oh you have an interest in Celebrities? Hmm...cool, I guess

*as their eyes roll*

You know, I think there is a huge misconception towards those who have interest in celebrities. Far too many stereotypes, far too many people judging you without even asking why you might have an interest in them. If you're a male, you'll most likely be stereotyped as gay, a tosser, or perhaps even both. If you're a female, then the stereotypes most likely follow as such: you're a 40 year old house wife with nothing to do; you're a phony; you're 16 year old girl with blond hair and little knowledge of anything outside of your benevolent universe - (thank Neil Peart for those last two words)

People even assume that because you have an interest in celebrities that you not only want to become, but live the supposedly flash life-style which they live.

Well, I'm here to not only debunk the classic stereotypes which for those of us who have interest in celebrities, but take an in-depth look into what fuels my passion for interest in celebrities.

So then, why do I personally have an interest in celebrities?

Well, it's not because I think they're superior human beings with no faults, beautiful looks and brains beyond reproach. Oh, of course not, and thus is one major problem with liking celebrities in any day and age. Those who are celebrities are obviously regular people: some have talent, some don't; some are good looking, some aren't; some are flash, some aren't; some had connections, some didn't. They are just regular people who have much time under the spotlight. They are just regular human beings, and actually, that's one of the things which greatly interests me about them.

Suffice to say, having celebrity status - whether that be a musician, or a television/movie star - is a very stressful gig. I'm one whose interested by human behaviour, and how our minds as the race we are, operate. To me, there is a great deal interest in seeing how one reacts to such stratospheric fame. Money, followers, power, acknowledgement - it all adds to some explosive combination. All of this can undoubtedly change an individual; they can become greedy, irresponsible and even careless. Some can deal with it, while others fall onto a pad of rusty nails.

And of course, the media certainly helps fuel things along. If you slip up, they're going to exploit the situation and take full advantage. No doubt, celebrities world wide have to watch their step. The problem with that being that they're are some celebrities who aren't smart enough to cover their tracks. They're so idiotic and easy to manipulate that they are essentially a form of bait. Take Britney Spears for example. Now, it is my opinion that she is far from the brightest egg in the drawer. She's a very, very easy target. And the same goes for Anna Nicole Smith who most always acted like a complete ditz. Mind you, those are just two examples, but probably the finest I can summon.

And by God, look at Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton. This pair of adolescent children are just beyond belief. Both are young, both are ditzy and both are party animals with the drugs/drinking convictions, and the jail time to prove it. And thus lies within the next problem of the stereotype. When you have these main stream names causing such great controversy in the media, it happens to cast a bad a shadow among celebrities of all types. Had you yet to notice, comments such as "God, I hate celebrities", or "Celebrities are idiots" are overtly common amongst the Internet. What I'm essentially trying to say is that just because their are a few bad apples in the pale, it does not mean every other celebrity should have to suffer for it. So for Christ's sake, stop the bullshit stereotypes. Let me put it this way: just because Nazi's once existed in Germany, doesn't mean all Germans where Nazi's. Simple logic, yet seemingly never understood.

Paris Hilton off to jail

Though, I do wish to address the concern that celebrities are often the worst example of the justice system being abused. I'm afraid there isn't much here that I can refute. There's so much truth in this it's not even funny, and thus can even understand why some individuals have no interest in celebrities whatsoever. Yet despite this, my interest in celebrities is not dampened.

And for the love of common sense, just because Russel Crowe - or any celebrity for that matter - knocks down a member of paparazzi, doesn't mean they need to go to "anger management". Yet again, these are regular human beings who are followed most everywhere. They can't get anyway from the paparazzi... So once push comes to shove, there's little wonder why these things happen. Frustration is a key human component - we all have it.

Nevertheless, I applaud those celebrities which have managed to constantly duck the paparazzi radar. Truth is, I do believe that some of these individuals love the attention, thus explaining the stupid behaviour, but then they are some who don't want to be thought of as Gods amongst mortals. These are individuals who don't flaunt their wealth and don't change themselves for the benefit of others.

Musicians

Let me start by taking about a few of the musicians who I admire for their sense of integrity and lack of glitz. Though I'm often blabbering on about how much I love Rush's music, I most always fail to express my appreciation for the band members themselves. The guys - Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson & Neil Peart - really do appear to be a down to earth bunch of guys. These are guys who have stated on a number occasions that they wish not to be seen as celebrities, but true musicians. They are the same guys who do things their own way and have yet to perform on any such late-night talk show. Why you ask? Neil Peart said something along the lines: "a band like Rush doesn't work in such a setting, but ultimately, it's quite cheesy to do such". This is also a band that despite their huge success has turned down numerous movie score scripts and manage to shield themselves from the paparazzi. And aside from Alex's run-in with the law back in 2004 at the Ritz Carlton, this band has a flawless reputation. They're are a very respectable bunch of guys. I deeply admire such an attitude.

Rush

Another musician's whose attitude I think is particularly impressive is Joanna Levesque (Jojo). Shamelessly being attracted to her, I decided to go onto YouTube a while back and watch a interview with her; all for the sake of seeing what he public persona was like. And much to my surprise, JoJo was not anything like I had imagined - a posh, glitzy pop princess with the IQ of a squirrel and the manners of a 5 year old. Oh no, she has proved countless times that she is an intelligent, mature and polite character. Actually, I reckon she's more intelligent, mature and polite than the average person her age. And do remember that this is a girl who in early 2007, was ranked as one of Forbes young Hollywood top-earning stars.

Jojo

But of course, the music business has many characters which are the worst example of posh, ignorant assholes. Quite frankly and I'm not being racist, but the rappers are the absolute worst. They're most always a bunch of blitzy assholes that like to wear gold jewerly, cause a big fuckin' ruckess for the sake of it and lastly, drive around in their Lamborghini's and Rolls Royce's with 22" chrome alloys and manic paint jobs. They are the worst example of celebrity status.

Movie/Television Stars

On the silver screen front, celebrities that I admire for that exact integrity as artists and individuals are:

Kate Beckinsale:

Kate Beckinsale

No surprise, eh? Though, as I've said countless times before, I really admire Mrs. Beckinsale for more than the way she looks. I admire her for her personality, I admire her for her "I do my things my own way" attitude. She doesn't live in a big mansion, nor does she own a collection of high-end sports car. She's an individual with much intelligence and one who could evidently do whatever job she wishes.

She's herself, and she's not going to change that. She's careful as to what she says, yet not without alienating her true sense of character.

Sophia Bush:

Sophia Bush is pretty much the same story as Beckinsale. She's bold, interesting, unique and herself.

As for some male screen stars (copied from a previous post I wrote):

Brad Pitt:

Mr. Pitt happens to be another actor who truthfully comes off like a natural. He doesn't take shitty roles either - well ok, Mr & Mrs. Smith.. but other than that plonker, he has consistently stars in fantastic films where he's always gives a superb acting performance. He seems like a good guy with a good judge of character.

Anthony Hopkins

Mr. Hopkins is an actor which I have great respect for. Not only because he's very talented, but because he refuses to star in shitty films. In an interview conducted in mid 2006 (for the release of 'The World's Fastest Indian'), Hopkins stated that he refused to star in pointless (aka - rubbish) films.

David Duchovny

Completely down to earth, and undoubtedly a respectable character.

What does the future hold for our celebrity obsessions?

With the world of information technology stretching further day in and day out, I seriously doubt the it'll ever slow down. As the years pass, we will continue to ponder in the life's of others - not only because we're nosey, but because we wish to escape the realm of our own life.

As I mentioned at the beginning of this absurdly long post, those of who do admire celebrities are often stereotyped. Though to be honest, I can't blame 'em the name callers. The problem being that some of the stereotypes hold true to form. They are children who - scary though it is - idolize people such as Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan. And that said, it is important for parents - of now, of the future - to make sure their children don't hold too much faith in celebrity obsession. And notably, it is important for parents to make sure that they children know that these celebrities aren't perfect individuals - even the best looking of ones can look awful. Mind you, that's assuming the parents themselves know better...

These people are humans, and most of them don't live the seemingly excellent life as people would have you believe. It's a tough gig.

But when you think of me, one who has a large celebrity picture collection and operates a celebrity-based blog, do remember that I am not some crazed follower with no knowledge of the world outside my home.

Common Characteristics

2007-12-02T13:36:00.000-08:00

Rather than going through the entire process of explaining my affection for girls with dyed hair yet again, I'll leave you with this link >> I Love Dyed Hair

Anyways, in looking through HotorNot.com over the last couple of days, I have noticed there is a specific set of characteristics for girls who like do dye their hair. The first and foremost being that nearly all of them have piercings; particularly face piercings. Not that I'm complaining... Oh no, I haven't a problem with a few piercings as long as the face doesn't look like a jewelry rack. The second most common characteristic and the one that doesn't fit my personality, is that most of them are hardcore emo chicks who are into hardcore punk and metal music. Additionally, most of them aren't into "regular" looking guys such as myself, but more the emo type rocker guy who - naturally - plays in a band. And lastly, they like to party and drink like a hound. Therefore, most aren't anywhere close to my personality type.

They're not all like this, but truth be told, close to 85% of them are. I feel disappointed, but I guess I should have known better.

In any event, here are some of my favourite "dyed hair girls" that I've found on HotorNot.com over the last couple of days:

My comments:

Picture 1: Very interesting application of dye. Cute girl too.

Picture 2: Hair looks fantastic. She's cute as well!

Picture 3: This girl is one of the best I've ever seen on HON. And yes, I'm being serious. I like her a whole lot! Love the application of dye too; the colours (green & red) are applied in a streaking style.

Snow in Vancouver?!

2007-12-01T17:00:00.000-08:00

No joke there my fellow readers.

As had been expected, it started snowing this weekend and below is the scene some 2 hours ago:

I love it! Honestly, I'll take snow over rain any day of the week. The reason wjy snow is so great is because you, a) don't get wet as you do with rain, b) don't get depressed because it's bright, and C) it's looks beautiful!

The people of Vancouver however, would probably disagree. Aside from a few kids, most everyone else absolutely hates it; complaining that it's too cold. Cold? Nigga, please. For a Vancouver native, sure, but for a Calgary native such as my myself? No way. It's not even -10 out there.

Did I go for my daily walk(s)? You damn right I did - three times in fact. Loved every moment of it. I love snow!

Weekend Video's (#37)

2007-12-01T05:50:00.000-08:00

Avril Lavigne - "Nobody's Home" (live in '04)

Tragically Hip - "Ahead By A Century" (1996)

Porcupine Tree - "Piano Lessons" (1999)

2 Frustrations & Hot Or Not

2007-11-30T13:40:00.000-08:00

Ok, so let's divide this post into two sections:

2 Frustrations:

1) Yesterday I went to Safeway to pick up my regular brand of razors (Shick), but when I got there, they had none left. And because of that, I had to buy another brand... "Gillette" is what I bought, and I just used them... They're awful!!! Blades, literally.

2) The banner/heading for my three blogs are fucked! Because the template has undergone a slight redesign pertaining to the size of the banner, my custom made picture (with the ocean, the Zonda and the Trailer Park Boys) is too big; evidently, it cuts the bottom of the picture off. Bastards. Now I'm going to have to take the time to make a new banner.

Hot Or Not:

You may recall: a while back I entered my photo onto HotorNot.com and with 100 votes collected, I had an average of 7.6. Well, a couple of weeks back I decided to upload a better picture of myself and by the time I had just 40 votes, I had an average of 8.6. And now with some 190 votes, I've got an average of 7.5.

Anyhow, just yesterday I decided to sign up (because it was free) for their "Meet Me" application. Frankly, it's more or a less of a free online-dating system where once you finding someone you think is attractive, you click "yes, I would like to meet him/her".

Within the first day, a girl living in Vancouver named "Jessica" clicked "yes" to me. After reviewing her profile and pictures (she's cute), I eagerly clicked the option saying that I'd like to meet her too.

We have yet to speak just yet, but naturally, when we do it'll be online. Maybe from there it'll evolve. I dunno, we'll see.

Meanwhile, I've clicked "yes" to a number of other girls around British Columbia and eagerly await to see if they're interested in chatting. Even if all they want to be is a "friend" to talk to... I'm up for that.

Facebook Quiz

2007-11-28T17:30:00.000-08:00

I was just screwing around on Facebook with some of the gazillion quizzes one can take, and took one quiz called "Which animal are you most like?"

I answered the set of questions, to which the end result was me apparently being most like a horse. I know that it already sounds completely idiotic, but read on...

Yeah, well, it included a small paragraph regarding the end result - essentially, telling me my overall personality profile. Here's what I said:

Everyone likes you! You like most everyone, though you don't trust everyone. You're strong, noble, loyal, sweet, and calm. Because you're such a naturally calm person, people would be surprised by your depth of feeling and thought. Though socializing isn't everything to you, you talk to people easily, and enjoy the time you spend with them. You're pretty much comfortable wherever you are. You probably aren't the initiator of a relationship, but you are its balance.

Now, the only reason I decided to post this was because I couldn't believe how true it is. Honestly, it's got my personality in a nutshell. I'm struck dumb by it's accuracy.

Anyways, I admit that I feel slightly obtuse posting these somewhat self-centered posts as of late.

I'd better get back to writing my next automotive article...

She Was Cute!

2007-11-27T13:32:00.000-08:00

Yeah, so...I just came back from my "daily walk" and along the way I encountered one of those "I know you're looking at me because you think I'm good looking" things. You know, when you encounter a member of the opposite sex and it's clearly evident that one of the two likes the other. In some cases, it's even a two-way street. And I believe what happened to me some 15 minutes ago was indeed a two-way street.

As I zip around my regular walking routine - around the corner I turn every day - I notice there is this girl walking towards me. And at this point we're quite far away from each other; far away that neither of us can see each other's face. As we get closer and closer to each other, I notice she puts on some good 'ol eye contact. Lots, in fact. And not eye contact simply because we're passing each other, oh no, the type of eye contact that can only suggest an attraction.

And now, oh-so close to each other, I can in fact see what she looks like, and let me tell you: cute!! And her red toque (that's Canadian slang - if you haven't a clue as to what that is, type it in Google) with her fashionable winter clothing further accentuated her cuteness.

And now is the time. We're finally passing each other - trying our best not to make eye contact with each other. Quick look -- look away -- The discomfort at this particular moment builds and I, for whatever reason, feel as If I'm going to trip. I feel oh-so nervous.

And then it's over, we have eventually passed each other. Though the experience only lasted a minute or so, it felt like an eternity. Shortly thereafter, all I can think is: "thank God the uncomfortableness has ceased", but as I head onto the next block, all I can do is crack a slight smile and think: "doh! Why the hell was I feeling so uncomfortable about the whole situation? I'd love to have a girlfriend that looks like that".

I obviously haven't a clue whether she was thinking about this short encounter in the same manor in the way I was, but I'm pretty damn sure she was just as uncomfortable as I was.

So yeah... Who ever thought I could write a post about about a minute encounter with a cute girl on the street? Ridiculous, isn't it?

And that all being said, I'd like to talk about the subject of my shyness pertaining to girls that I am attracted to. I'm not very good at talking to girls I'm attracted to. Not the least bit... Or at least the first time the two of us speak, or encounter each other. I always seem to freeze up. Not in the sense that I end up saying stupid things, but more in the sense that I don't know what to say. I try my best to keep it together, but sometimes, I have the feeling I might come off a little strange as a result. I also have a great tendency to start laughing for no apparent reason when around a girl I like.

"What's funny?"

"Umm, nothing. I was just thinking about something else".

And then they either think you're making fun of something they said (and let's hope she was telling a joke, other wise...) and/or that you weren't even listening to her.

Oh I how I hate that. I'm way too shy for my own good. Additionally, I suppose I lack a bit of confidence in the "talking to women" department.

And that folks, is just another day in Bruce's life.

A Week's Meal

2007-11-27T06:46:00.000-08:00

Over the course of any given week, this is what I usually consume:

2 and a half Kraft Delissio frozen pizza's
9 355ml glasses of partly skimmed 1% milk
10 355ml glasses of water (excluding the dozens of ice cubes I suck on)
A half block of "old" style cheese
A bag of black seedless grapes
Four bakery-style chocolate cookies from Safeway
2 litres of diet pop (Coke/7up/Ginger Ale)

And that'll be all folks...

Personality Profile

2007-11-26T07:30:00.000-08:00

Took this interesting "personality profile" on Facebook this past Saturday and thought I'd share the results:

After reviewing the test, I believe that it's fair to say that much of it is spot on. That being said, I'd like to touch on two particular categories: "Openness" and "Conscientiousness".

Regarding the "Openness": I couldn't agree more. As the category description explains, the ability to be "open" means a wide variety of things. First and foremost, it can reveal how limited one's interests are. As is obvious in this particular case, my interests are extremely varied; I definitely enjoy a number entirely different things - from all types of music, to all types of activities.

Another aspect to openness is your ability to express your opinions on this and that. And it's true, I am not afraid to express my opinions, nor dislikes or likes for any particular thing. If I like something, I bloody well tell someone and stand my ground; same goes for something I dislike, naturally.

And though it may sound overtly arrogant to agree with such, I fully do believe that I have an imagination which is both vivid and creative.

Nor is there much to refute regarding the "Conscientiousness" rating of my profile. There's no qualm about it, I am most certainly a perfectionist. I have a very strict set of rules for myself which I always follow. A number of ritual-likes activities which very much borderline on obsession. Everything I do is carefully planned to the best of my ability, so it goes without saying that I am extremely angered when my routine, or plan is not carried out in full. I will not - cannot - carry out things half arsed for the sake of quick completion.

But even then, I am rarely satisfied with most things I do; always thinking that I could have done them better. And let me tell you, it's clearly evident when I write a car article for both my automotive blog and AutoSavant.net. I can honestly say that I have never written an article I was 100% satisfied with. I'll re-read them and think: "my God, what the hell was I thinking? Not only did I write about a terrible subject, but my writing was absolutely atrocious".

From a positive point of view, being a perfectionist means you are most always organized in ways which most aren't. You anticipate problems and carefully plan the solution out so that you can either fix them once they arise, or avoid them entirely.

The downside to all of this is that people can view you in a negative light which pertains to being dull, boring and ultimately, not-fun. Additionally, people think that you are incapable of being spontaneous... But you can't blame 'em. There is indeed a great deal of truth in that.

The only part of this test that I somewhat disagree with is that pertaining to "Extraversion". I would agree that I am both energetic and active as well as one who enjoys (certain) social occasions, but am not overly fond of talking to large groups of people. And actually, to be honest, I pretty much despise things like that.

My Name: "Bruce"

2007-11-25T06:05:00.000-08:00

Wanting to stray away from my usual postings and talk about something that is not only entirely a new subject to myself, but ultimately interesting, I came up with the idea to write a post about my given name.

So then, how shall we start? Well, how about taking a look at the history of Bruce as a name:

Pronounced:
Brooce/Broose

History:
The English language name Bruce arrived in Scotland with the Normans, from the place name Brix of the Manche département in Normandy, France, meaning "the willowlands". Initially promulgated via the descendants of King Robert the Bruce of Scotland (1274-1329,it has been a Scottish surname since medieval times; it is now a common given name.

The variant Lebrix and Le Brix are French variations of the surname.

Courtesy of Wikipedia.org, naturally.

Why I Was Named "Bruce"?
According to my father (who has "Bruce" as a middle name), my mother was absolutely determined for me to be named such. The action that fueled the determination? I'm afraid I haven't a clue.

Alternate Surname Spellings:
BRUYS, BRUSE, DE BRUYS

Definition:
From Bruy or Bruys, a place in Normandy where the family originated, 2) Fom the Old French meaning "brushwood thicket."

Courtesy of genealogy.about.com

Origins:
Scottish, Celtic, Old French & English

Name Meaning:
"Woods", "Thicket", "Thick Brush"

Peak Popularity:
"Bruce" is a name which was endured great popularity through both the 40's and 50's, but has steadily dropped off the the popularity list. As a result, it is most certainly a name you're likely to come across very often.

What Others Think of the Name "Bruce"?
As it's popularity has since long died, "Bruce" is definitely not a name which is liked by many. On Facebook, my name was rated with a hotness level of just 27% (absolutely terrible), meanwhile some 2700 voters on babynames.com have rated it with an average of 3 out of 5. In short, "Bruce" is not a name which others view as being sexy or cool.

Pop Culture:

Musicians:
Bruce Dickinson (lead singer of Iron Maiden); Bruce Springsteen

Actors:
Bruce Campbell; Bruce Greenwood; Bruce Forsyth; Bruce Willis; Bruce Lee; Bruce McCulloch

Fictional Characters:
Bruce Banner (alter ego of the Incredible Hulk); Bruce Wayne (the alter ego of Batman)

Locations:
Bruce, Australian Capital Territory, a suburb of Canberra
Bruce, Mississippi, U.S.
Bruce, Wisconsin, U.S.
Bruce County, Ontario, Canada
Bruce Crossing, Michigan, U.S.
Bruce Trail, a trail in Ontario, Canada
Division of Bruce, Victoria, Australia

Miscellanea:
Bruce (crater), in the Moon
A type of anchor

All Courtesy yet again of Wikipedia.org

Personal Thoughts:

Frankly, I always thought my name was pretty cool because of it's rarity. However, It would my appear that assumptions regarding such are completely incorrect. It's lack of popularity means that it's a name which isn't desirable to most.

Oh well. What can you do? At least Bruce Willis is kick ass. On the other hand, Willis' real given-name is actually "Walter"...

Weekend Video's #36

2007-11-24T05:07:00.000-08:00

U2 - "Sunday Bloody Sunday" (live in '83)

U2 - Sunday Bloody Sunday
Uploaded by parlantichris

Porcupine Tree - "Strip the Soul" (2002)

PORCUPINE TREE - Strip the Soul
Uploaded by haggard

Bryan Adams - "Run to You" (1984)

Bryan Adams - Run To You
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Early Enough?

2007-11-23T09:05:00.000-08:00

You may or may not recall, but earlier last week, I wrote post in regards to my rather odd sleep habbits. Those being: hitting the sack at 7:30 pm to 8:00 pm and waking up anywhere from 4:00 am to 5:00 am

Well, over the last week or so my waking-up patterns have changed in that I am starting to get up even earlier! For instance, this morning I woke up at 3:30, while yesterday I woke to the clock reading 3:45. That means that on average I'm up for sixteen hours a day.

And once I'm up, there's little point in trying to going back to sleep.

My Worry Factor

2007-11-22T09:31:00.000-08:00

Your Worry Factor is 63%

The amount you worry is definitely borderline unhealthy.
Even when things are going well, you find yourself fixating on the negatives.
Try to remember the times you've been able to let your worries go.
If you can do that again, you'll be much happier!

Do You Worry Too Much?

I admit it, it's all true. Especially that part about even when things are good for myself, I fixate on the negatives.

Thanks to my problematic years as a youth, I am an individual who tends to focus on the possible negatives of most any good situation. But then that's not surprising considering I've seen so many supposedly good things turn into nightmares within the slighest of time. Of course, thus also means that I'm leery of most everything I do.

Is it a negative? Yeah, in a way I guess it is. On the other hand, it keeps you on your toes; planning and organizing things that most people wouldn't even care to. I honestly do believe that it gives you a slight advantage in life.

Love 'Em!

2007-11-21T08:01:00.000-08:00

Man, Porcupine Tree is unquestionably the best band I've heard since discovering Rush. I just cannot believe that it took me so long to find 'em.

Steve Wilson - the leader singer and song writer - is an absolute genuis.

And they sure as hell put on a great live show:

The Sound of Muzak
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porcupine tree" blackest eyes--live"
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*shock* I think I love them as much as Rush... *Shock*

Weather/Facebook/God Knows

2007-11-20T09:11:00.000-08:00

Well, here we are in mid November and I'm glad to report that the weather's holding up pretty well. Yesterday's weather was pretty apocalyptic all-around, it was slightly wet, extremely cold and horribly dark. Today though, it seems as if the weather gods have given us Vancouver residents an easier time. As I write this, the skies are blue and the sun is well controlled, although it is pretty cold. Just 2°C to be exact.

But it's not raining, and that's enough for me. And thankfully, it looks as if this weather - sunny with 5 & 6°C temperatures - will hold up until Saturday when it's expected to be yet again apocalyptic. Could be a lot worse though...

In any event, I have to say - and it's completely irrelevant to the above - that I am most probably addicted to Facebook. It's little wonder why people can't get any school work done when you've got a site like Facebook which is as addictive as a bloody drug. The fact that you have your own "little space" where you customize most everything and are able to talk to friends and family makes it completely irresistible.

Oh, and in case you wondering what the "God Knows" part of the title is referring to: it's referring to nothing.

Colour Passion

2007-11-20T07:13:00.000-08:00

Your Passion is Gray

Your sexual attitude is best described as apathetic.
Often joking that you're asexual, you can go months without getting any.
For you, great sex does not make or break a relationship.
If it happens, it's just the icing on the cake.

What Color Is Your Passion?

^^ Spot-on!

Pet Peeve #1

2007-11-19T11:43:00.000-08:00

I don't think it's any surprise that most everyone in the world has at least one "pet peeve". You know, that one thing that drives you absolutely insane; that thing which makes you want to go out on a major killing spree to kill those who "do" this particular thing you dislike?

Some folks aren't as bad as others, but I'm one of those individuals who has at least 100 different pet peeves. I'm both easily irritated and quick to anger by the simplest of things. Someone cuts in on me in line? Die! Someone walking cuts out in front out me and then starts walking slowly? Die! Ignorant individuals at the cash register? Die! Poseurs in Starbucks? Die! The BMW E39 5 series doesn't look any good anymore because it's dated? Die!

I could think of at least a thousand more things which annoy the hell out of me, but there's nothing, and I mean nothing that pisses me off more than sexist assholes.

Being a member on a number of subject varied, male dominate websites and forums, I often come across such sexist attitude - even from friends - which makes me want to strangle them with piano wire.

Some forums are worse than others, but no matter how much or how little, I really get wired up seeing sexist comments towards women. Fuck, I hate it.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm as guilty as anyone in participating in a slightly sexiest joke, but I believe nothing of what I say and never take it too far nor discuss it with others on an Internet forum.

Some of the comments I commonly come across are: "those bitches"; "those b's"; "dishwasher units" and a whole other host of completely low-class, ignorant, trailer trash comments. Comments which degrade females to the point of making it sounds as if women are beneath men; or in other words, dogs. And you wouldn't believe how many groups there are on Facebook promoting sexist behavior; clubs with names like "a woman's place is in the kitchen", or "bitch, shut up". And there are people in these groups who have girlfriends/wife's... That just blows my fucking mind.

I cannot think of anything more that shows great insecurity, and low-form. I do my best not to read into these comments too much, but sometimes it's just beyond belief. And though I realize that we aren't living in the 1940's and thus probably more accepting of females than we ever were before, don't you dare tell me that it doesn't still exist, because it bloody well does.

Now, I think it's fair to say that there is a great deal more of sexist remarks towards women than there are men, but that's not there isn't sexism towards men. Oh no, while there is indeed less than discrimination towards men than women, it's still a growing problem both ways. But evidently, being a male, sexist comments towards females bothers me more than those aimed towards men. Final verdict? Say no to sexism.

My Hair

2007-11-17T17:12:00.000-08:00

Had you failed to notice, hair fashion amongst men is becomingly ever increasingly popular these days. And thus is probably a result of this new "metrosexual" fad that's getting men to extensively care about their appearance. Not to say that they haven't before, but it's much more extreme these days than it once was.

And though I've stated on a number of occasion that I'm not a metrosexual fad follower, I've been lying If I said my appearance wasn't important to me; especially that which relates to my hair.

I admit it, I'm extremely vain when it comes to my hair. I love my hair and though I don't show it, cherish it like a family member. I probably spend much more time looking in the mirror than I probably should, too, but oh well.

In any event, I visited the barber earlier today and got me not only hair cut, but a new hair style. Well sort of, it's an evolution of my already exsisting style. But, I'm not posting a picture. No, not just yet.

The only hint I'll give at this moment was that it was inspired a male celebrity. Oohh...

Yaaa!!! It's Mine!

2007-11-17T17:01:00.000-08:00

As I said yesterday, I was going to set out to purchase my first Porcupine Tree album this Saturday.

And here it is - on top of my MVI-version of Rush's "Snakes & Arrows":

Though finding a copy of the album didn't come without it's fair share of problems. I had to go to three stores to find the bloody thing; a "FutureShop", a "Best Buy" and eventually, an "HMV". The first two once had them in stock, but had no PT albums left in the stock. Thankfully, the HMV that I visited some 2 hours ago had just one copy left. Yup, just one.

It's rockin'!

EDIT: I forgot to mention that when I bought the album, the girl at the cash register undoubtedly liked me. Her nervous reactions and deep stare into my eyes were a clear give away. It was actually quite uncomfortable for the two of us... Good looking girl though!

Weekend Music Video's #35

2007-11-17T05:03:00.000-08:00

Porcupine Tree - "Fear Of A Blank Planet" (2007)

Blue Rodeo - "Trust Yourself" (1990)

Dream Theater - "I walk Beside You" (live in '06)

Porcupine Tree!

2007-11-16T07:32:00.000-08:00

For the longest of time, I had heard about this English "Progressive/Experiemental" Rock band called "Porcupine Tree" which a great deal of Rush fans liked. A band that had music that was so good it just had to be heard.

Well, I been listening to them for the last couple of days on both IMEEM.com and YouTube, and uhh....they're AWESOME. Best music I've heard since discovering Rush. One song, and I was bloody hooked; absolute no need to get "used to them".

Their new album - "A Fear of A Blank Planet" - is just biblical, while their 2002 album "Absentia" is just beyond belief. The music stucture is just amazing. The chorus' are mind blowingly good.

Can you guess what tomorrow's CD purchase is going be?

Listen to "Trains" from their "Absentia" album below:

Opening A Lamborghini Dealer

2007-11-16T07:21:00.000-08:00

How would you promote the opening of a new Lamborghini dealer in Calabasas, California?

Well, the dealer had the idea of inviting a ton of Hollywood stars; among them being a few of the cast members from the hit television show "Heroes". Cast members who showed up were Greg Grunberg ("Matt Parkman"), Milo Ventimiglia ("Peter Petrelli"), Kristen Bell ("Elle") and of course, Hayden Panettiere ("Claire Bennett").

Ms. Panettiere was looking rather fantastic on this particular night. Like the hair, love the outfit.

Cousin in Vancouver

2007-11-15T08:42:00.000-08:00

Wow.

This morning I logged onto Facebook to find a private message in my Inbox from a cousin, a cousin that I didn't even remember I had!

The last time I would have seen this particular cousin would have been when I was about 5 years old at my Mother's sister's wedding; she's my Mother's sister's kid. How cool is that?

Her name is Kirstin, she's studying for a Masters in Environmental Toxicology and lives in Vancouver! Stranger still, we even share a few favourite musicians - Loreena McKennitt, Cat Stevens and Gordon Lightfoot.

Here she is:

But what's with the sudden contact after all of these years? Well, yeah, I wondered that too. As my Mother - her aunt - is on her buddy list I can only assume that after I ignored my Mothers request to accept her as a friend, she contacted Kirstin.

In any event, it's cool to have contact with her.

P.S. - Still debating whether I should accept my Mother's request.

Not Sleep Deprived

2007-11-14T08:41:00.000-08:00

They - studies, that is - say that about 85% of people do not get the recommended amount of sleep per night. Thankfully, I'm not part of that majority.

I have sleeping habits which would make most people blow a circuit even thinking about; the same people who like to crash until 12 or 1 PM and then awake up at 7, maybe 8 am.

Me though? Oh hell no, I'm a morning person through and through. The funnest time of day for myself is undoubtedly the morning when I not only the feel most alert, but the most creative. Before the Daylight Saving Time struck Vancouver back in late October, I was hitting the sack at 8:30pm. And ever since DST changed the clock I've been hitting the sack at 7:30pm and waking up anywhere from 4:00-5:00am.

The upside is that in the morning I have awareness like few others, the downside is that by the time 6:30pm rolls around I start to get a little jaded.

I feel damn good though, and haven't any intention of changing my sleep pattern any time soon.

My Christmas Music

2007-11-14T06:57:00.000-08:00

As I'm sure you're aware, they're are many who like to get into the Christmas spirit by listening to Christmas music; you know, such songs as "Deck the Halls", "Frosty the Snow Man", "The Twelve Days of Christmas", etc.

Not me though (no surprise, eh), I've always hated Christmas music. Though that's not to say that I haven't got my own type of Christmas music. For the last couple of years my Christmas spirit has always been fuelled by folks singers. They are my alternative to Christmas music, and around this time every year, I'm always listening to our great Canadian folk legends like Gordon Lightfoot and Valdy.

The two have such easy listening, but emotional inspired tunes. Lightfoot's a "Ballad of Yarmouth Castle" and "Pride of Man" are just brilliant, while Valdy's "Weather'd Hands" gives me real feel for Fisher men in Nova Scotia. Whatever the two write about, it's always inspirational.

Valdy

Elisha's Hair Style

2007-11-13T10:17:00.000-08:00

To the left of this text, is a picture of Elisha Cuthbert taken on the 10th of November. And as is obvious, Elisha is looking beautiful. Although, actually, I think she's looking even better here than she usually does, and that's saying something.

Frankly, I think it largely has to do with her new hair style. Over the last some two years, Elisha has been fiddling with her hair to no-end, and the result has been a string of completely different styles. And though she's had short hair before, I think is the perfect iteration. It's not only sexy, but gives her a rather sophisticated look.

Me likes!

Remembrance Day

2007-11-11T13:21:00.000-08:00

Allow for me to quote what I said on GermanCarZone:

It is important for us to remember those who have put their lifes on the line for those of us which have never served. Shall their efforts never be forgotten. And on that subject, I am proud to say that my Grandpa is one of the many who served in WW2.

So many terrible things have already happened, but it's unfortunately never going to stop

And now allow me to add: I think the Iraq war is a complete farce.

See this link

Those men put their lives on the line for an unjust cause; for an oil patch and it really angers me. Bush doesn't give a flying fuck about any of those who were injured.

More Music!

2007-11-10T17:16:00.000-08:00

Being one who has a great deal of affection for music and is ultimately obssessed with it, I feel it nessecary to pick up new CD every two or so weeks. No qualms, I love music to no-end. So, growing my already exsisting collection is always a top piorioty for me. And in passing by "Future Shop" earlier today, I of course could not resist going in to pick up some new stuff.

I came out of there with two items:

Firstly: Blue Rodeo's 1995 album, "Lost Together". Having yet to own any such recordings from BR and having always had a great appreciation for them, I thought this would be the time to start a collection in respect to this great Canadian band. Should you not already know - Blue Rodeo's music is essentially Country Rock. Well... I suppose that's the best description. They have a lot of music which is indeed Country Rock, but they have a great deal of music which fits into a genre of it's own.

In any event, I am more than glad that I finally picked up some Blue Rodeo stuff. Their music is undoubtedly top-notch. Most of their songs have an incredibly strange musical arrangement; the changes which they bring are unpredictable and exciting. The vocals are sweet, the guitars are imposing, the drums are superb and the bass guitar, is oh-so awesome. And I mean really awesome. Some of the best I've heard in a long while to be frank (excluding Rush that is...).

Secondly, I picked up "The Barenaked Ladies" recently released (on the 6th) concert DVD, "Talk to the Hand: Live in Michigan". Got the opportunity to watch a bit of the DVD earlier today and naturally, it's awesome. The performance is spectacular - the guitars sound downright godly - and the boys are just hilarious. Honestly, this concert is as much as a comedy showcase as it is a music concert. In the short piece I watched, they had me both bursting with laughter and signing along to favourite tunes such as "If I had $1,000,000" and "Be My Yoko Ono"; the latter of which is performed acoustically with the addition of an accordion. And yes, it truly does sound great!

All in all, two purchases which I am very happy with!

And on a side-note - albeit related to my music affection - I ordered this white, Rush "Grace Under Pressure" Tour T-Shirt earlier last week. Should arrive on Tuesday. Can't wait!

Weekend Music Video's #34 (Unplugged Special Pt.2)

2007-11-10T06:37:00.000-08:00

The Eagles - "Hotel California" (live in '94)

Neil Young - "Needle and the Damage Done" (live in '85)

The Corrs - "Radio" (live in '99)

Blogthings Quiz

2007-11-09T16:06:00.000-08:00

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.
An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.
You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.
A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.
You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

Out of the Blue

2007-11-09T15:59:00.000-08:00

As I recently mentioned, I signed up with Facebook just a few weeks ago. Ahh yes, and the results were quite spectacular; not only did I get to reunite with many of my old friends, but I was even able to add a few of my GermanCarZone buddies. It really is a great site, but they're are some downsides - such as people who you don't want to talk (nor want to find) you, and then asking for a friend's invitation.

That happened to me a couple of nights ago. The person you ask? My mother.

Had you failed to notice, I've never brought up the subject of my mother. Never ever. The reason being because I haven't spoken to her since 2001 or 2002 and quite honestly, hadn't the intention to ever again.

To keep it short - my Mother bailed on me and my Father many times when I was just a wee-lad, and then left us some time in late '97 and then reunited with us back in '99 and then left us again. So, suffice to say, I don't think too highly of my Mother at all. And that's just a few of the terrors that once were!

Truth is, over the last 5-6 years she has only popped into my mind about three times. And yes, I'm serious. Her making contact after all of these years actually makes me uneasy. Though she lived with us through my childhood, I can honestly say that I do not know her as an individual. We don't have anything in common, let alone the son and Mother bondage which is naturally expected of most normal families. And I'm not being dramatic either. She left a mark upon me and my Father which needs little reminder.

Undoubtedly, my life hasn't been the most sorted thing over the last several years, but the last thing I needed was a reminder of the old days. Uggh... And just when I was getting my life back on track.

I have yet to accept her request...

"What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color"

2007-11-08T08:58:00.000-08:00

In addition to yesterday's post, I just took this somewhat ridculous test called "What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?". My results you ask?

Your Hair Should Be Orange

Expressive, deep, and one of a kind.
You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices.

What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

I Love Dyed Hair

2007-11-07T16:46:00.000-08:00

I know I've mentioned it before, but I just feel the urge to show my further appreciation for Girls who dye their hair radical colours. Having seen many more Women with coloured streaked hair since my last post about the subject, I have come to the conclusion that this trend is the shit (excuse the ghetto slang). This has got to be one of the biggest female trends out there, and I absolutely love it.

Now, don't get me wrong - I realize that some Girls make a complete hash out of dyed hair. Sometimes it can look so awful you wish to stab a pair of scissors in your eyes... But when it's done right, it can truly be something wonderful.

As for the colour: well, I like most everything, except for blue. Blue can be alright in small doses, but an entire head dyed with blue colouring? Ohyyy..

Anyways, I'll pulled up a few examples (off Google) of what I like:

These are the more conventional examples (partially streaked).

Below are two which are evidently insane; much less subtle than the above, but you know, I still think they look great.

And now to answer the question you're most likely wanting an answer to: man, what the hell are you thinking?

Actually, I find the whole fascination with it as interesting as you probably do. Why does someone like myself - conservative, not flashy, quiet - happen to have an affection for girls with crazy coloured hair? Well, I guess it's because It not only symbolizes a sense of independence (rebellion too, I suppose), but confidence, as well as character. Any girl who is daring enough to dye her hair completely green has got to be an interesting person. And as far as I'm concerned, that's sexy.

Mind you, that doesn't mean that I'm not interested in girls with naturally coloured hair - oh of course not. I love naturally coloured hair, but just have a great deal of affection for crazy coloured hair too.

If I Can't Walk & Talk, I'm Fucked

2007-11-06T14:05:00.000-08:00

Please take note: I thank Mike Clattenburg and the Trailer Park Boys crew for inspiration of what comes from what is arguably the greatest TPB episode ever: "If I can't Smoke & Swear, I'm Fucked".

Anyhoo, after a some three month hiatus from wearing proper shoes, I finally took the leap and purchased a new pair this past Sunday. Here's a picture:

They're made by WindRiver and boast the oh-so-original name of "Quad Comfort". They're damn good shoes though. As I'm more of a classical and conservative person, this style of shoe is exactly what I look for. I love the fact that they have an old school allure to them, and not that new age shiny bullshit look. And may I just take the time to relate that last comment to Ferrari (shiny rubbish) versus Porsche (conservative, tasteful) - give me the Porsche any day.

There is however, one problem with them thus far. And that happens to be the fact that they have not entirely broken in and are ripping my heals to shreds. Uggh... They're starting to break in now, but I've been walking around like a cripple - with the shoes on, of course - for the last three days.

In any event, I'm glad that I finally found a pair of shoes that I not only like, but actually fit! Purchasing a pair of new shoes has always been a terrible experience for me. The first reason being because even though my shoe size maybe 10 1/2, the width of my feet is just insane. Sure, they maybe the right length, but you wouldn't believe how many shoes I've rejected because of the width. The second reason being because of the absurd styles of footwear they peddle off these days. You know those trendy shoes which are extremely pointy and look more fitting on an Elf than a human being? Yeah, well... I hate those things.

Getting Drunk

2007-11-06T10:29:00.000-08:00

After further contact with even more Elementary School friends since my last post, I have come to one conclusion: people love to get drunk. Thus is certainly not new news to anyone, but it's just surprising to see some of my friends when they are drunk as hell. And in my mind, it always leads back to the emblematic thoughts about my drinking, or lack thereof.

In case you didn't already know, let me put this in the simplest of terms. I don't drink and have never been drunk. And never means never. I haven't a clue as to what it's like to be drunk. Unbelievable, eh? Especially at my age; the age when people are supposed to be out there getting hammered with their friends.

The only slight clue as to what it's like, is what my Father tells me. He just says you "feel loose" accumulating what is best described as "not giving a shit about anything". *I laughed*

It's weird you know. I've always strayed away from Alcohol as I've never trusted it's side effects on the body. I really dislike the fact that one's reactions are
diluted by a substance, nor do I like that an entire night can be forgotten by heavy drinking. I like to be in control of myself 100% of the time.

Nevertheless, I'd be lying If I said I haven't thought about trying an alcoholic beverage once or twice. In fact, I imagine I'll take the leap in the next couple of months. One thing's for sure though, when I do it, I'll do it alone. I'd like to feel the side effects from my point of view with no one around.

If there's any upside to not drinking, it's probably peoples reactions to the fact that you don't drink. When you tell someone that you don't drink, they are often left stuttering, curious, wondering what could possibly be wrong. "Oh my God, is he an alcoholic?" People overtly act like you're from space - which manages to be both sad and hilarious at the same time. When you tell people you haven't been drunk... their eyes pop out and their head unscrews. "what could be the reason? Is is because his parent's were alcoholics?"

The best way I can explain this is like this: Often do teenagers like to rebell against parents and obviously, drinking happens to be a common way in which most teenagers rebell against their parents at a young age. But you see, my parents never told me "do this, don't do that". Nah, so I hadn't any reason to rebell by sneaking off and drinking with friends.

Ahh well, what can you do? When I do eventually get drunk, I'll be sure to post my initial reactions.

In the meantime, if anyone has any comments on what it's like "the first time", please do leave a comment.

Nice to See Ya'll Again

2007-11-05T06:54:00.000-08:00

So here are more of my ancient class mates/friends.

Alix (on the right); Brett; Luke

Neil; Zoe; Tim; Russell

Ahhh, how they've all changed.

Reunited W/ Old Friends

2007-11-04T17:27:00.000-08:00

Randomly searching through Facebook this past Friday night - which I recently joined by the way - I decided to type in a few of my Elementary School friends' names, and what do you know, I found a ton of them. Some of these friends are ones which I have not had contact with for nearly a decade! These are individuals I haven't seen, nor spoken to into in such a long time (many which I previously spoke of here), it's almost unbelievable.

Naturally, I requested to be added as a "friend" (leaving a short note), and thus far 13 or so have accepted. It really is quite amazing you know. Actually, the whole thing is quite emotional for myself, especially as most of them are my deepest friends which I lost contact with long ago. So many memories, so many good times. And honestly, I never thought I'd speak to any of them ever again.

And you know how they say "people never really change"? In terms of actual personality, it's probably true, but in terms of the way they look, that cliche couldn't be anymore wrong. Having not seen these people for what seems like an eternity, it's shocking to see what they look like; how they've aged, how different they look. Do take note that I remember most them as how they looked when they were 10, or 11 years old.

Turns out, Colin (who I previously spoke of being a pot smoker through out junior high), is traveling Europe and is currently in Amsterdam. Lol...No suprise there. Also got the chance to reunite with other childhood friends such as Patrick, Ian, Nick, Rory, Michael and even the best friend I ever had, Alex Thompson. Had the chance to speak with Alex last night and he was undoubtedly excited to speak with me again. He said that should I come to Calgary (or vice versa for him) any time soon, we should get together. Tis been a fascinating day.

And because I honestly don't think any of them would mind, I thought I'd post a picture of each friend I've reunited with over the last couple of days.

(Colin - on the right)

Mike

Ian

Rory - on the left, of course

Patrick - on the left

Nick - on the left

And last, but certainly not least - Alex (on the far left)

Weekend Video's #33 (Unplugged Special pt.1)

2007-11-03T05:23:00.000-07:00

Oasis (Noel Gallagher on vocals) - "Wonderwall" (live in '06)

The Pretenders - "Brass in Pocket" (unknown year)

Rush - "Resist" (live '02)

Built Muscle

2007-11-02T10:32:00.000-07:00

I was looking in the mirror earlier this morning and feeling goofy, randomly decided to pull off an Arnold Schwarzenegger pose. And much to my surprise, I noticed a great deal of muscle which has built on the upper half of the arm. What's surprising about it is the way I achieved this slight build in arm muscle.

Actually, it's downright embarrassing. And no, it's not because I masturbate 20 times a day you deviant mind. It is however, a result of my love to air drum. Truth be told, I am a extreme air drummer and even have an old pair of drum sticks which I often bat around. You see, I'd love to take up drumming, but as I currently live in a environment which restricts it, I have to full-fill my needs in other ways. Thus of course means when I'm listening to music, particularly rock, I drum along. And considering I follow drumming quite closely, I can even replicate a great deal of certain songs. I just love to air drum along to Rush instrumentals such as "YYZ" and the "Main Monkey Business".

I know, I know... it's dorky and pathetic isn't it? Oh well, I'm more than sure I'm not the only one who does such. At least I'm man enough to admit it <<>

P.S. - This post is not a joke.

Favourite Quotes

2007-11-01T10:09:00.000-07:00

Here are some of my favourite quotes for you to enjoy:

"Back then people closed their eyes and listened to music. Today there's a lot of images that go with the music. A lot of music is crap and it's all commercial and the images are all trying to sell the record." - Neil Young

"I’m a bit of a worrier, to an extreme. I’ll crack a joke, then worry if I’ve offended someone—even when they’re laughing. I have a guilt complex, always worrying." - Sophia Bush

"Those who say they fear nothing, have no imagination" - Neil Peart

"I've never been afraid of death or the concept of death." - Alex Lifeson

"No one is more enslaved than a slave who doesn't think they're enslaved." - Kate Beckinsale

"Very often out of adversity that's when the best work comes." - Tom Cochrane

"I am attracted to something that looks conservative on the surface, but there's something that betrays it, there's a twist." - David Byrne

So What About Yee?

2007-10-31T06:59:00.000-07:00

The question at hand: what is yee? Yes, exactly!

Not the word "yee", but rather the subject matter of this post.

Well, would you look at that, Halloween is today. And thus means Christmas is quite honestly just around the corner... In any event, I've always loved Halloween, and when I was a youngster could think of few things as fun. The one night when as kids we could run around like hooligans, stay out at night and ultimately, eat as much candy as we bloody wanted. It truly makes me miss being 8 years old.

And trying to think back... I was once a dinosaur and I was once Batman, though that's all I can remember.

Though as much as I love Halloween, I admit to having not celebrated it for some time now. Truth be told, I just haven't the time to properly celebrate it. Which thus also means I haven't been to a proper Halloween party for in a long while... On the other hand, Halloween parties are kind of lame sauce; my friend Jeff probably said it best when he said: "Halloween is just an excuse for the girls to dress extremely slutty and not feel bad and for everyone to get drunk". That's hilarious because there's a great deal of truth in it.

Though even If I wasn't going to a Halloween party (ies), I wouldn't mind handing candy out to youngsters. Would be great fun, but unfortunately, I haven't any candy, nor the proper decorations for such a thing. Go and buy some you say? Nah, not this year; I'll have the blinds shut, the front door entrance light off and of course, the lights turned down. Will aim for next year though.

For those of you going to some sort Halloween party, or perhaps taking someone trick or treating, or even going yourself (assuming you're a youngin') - have a great time!

Video Tour

2007-10-30T10:00:00.000-07:00

100 Votes Collected

2007-10-29T11:57:00.000-07:00

Yup, now is the time. But in case you haven't been following my Blog and am wondering what the hell I'm on about, here's the skinny:

I submitted a photo of myself on HororNot.com last Friday, and was waiting until I collected at least 100 votes to post my score. See my two previous posts on the subject here and here.

Anyways, so here's my score.

I'm not sure how the graph works considering the peak is at 5 and the coloured bars have been in constant fluxiation, but my average (or perhaps median?) is 7.6. Whatever the hell it is, I'm pretty happy with the score. I've never considered myself "good looking" by anymeans, but my overall score is much higher than I would have rated myself.

Reading Blogs

2007-10-29T09:38:00.000-07:00

I dunno about you guys, but I love to read other's Blogs. Actually, I enjoy reading them as much as I do updating my own. I find it highly interesting to read those of people that I don't know.

Here are a couple that I read:

"I am a tragic hero"
http://lolasneverland.blogspot.com/

The Blog belongs to a girl named "Lola". Lola is 23 years old, a vegetarian, is training to be an actress and from what I can ascertain, lives somewhere in Utah. She's an interesting character; undoubtedly intelligent and ultimately charming. I very much enjoy reading her posts because she seems like a cool person.

Another Blog which I recently started reading is:

"A Day in the Life"
http://elizabethboom.blogspot.com/

This particular Blog also belongs to a girl and her name is "Elizabeth". She's a much different individual than Lola; more opinionated, more snippy, more aggressive and irritated by smaller things.

Well, that's all for now. I'd better be off, got to go for my daily walk.