Gameday!!

Gameday, the best day of the week!!

Hockey tonight... god I hope my leg lets me play tonight.

A couple thoughts on this morning.
- I had a kickass time in Edmonton, anyone interested in making that sort of trip an every 3 or 4 month excursion?
- The Dolphins beat the 49ners on the weekend.... Mike wins the bet. I feel for poor Kris Foster and the Red and Gold.

That's about it for now... maybe more later today.

Crazitude to level 9!!!

Wow

The weekend in Edmonton was off tha hook y'all. Lets see....

We arrived Friday night and I had to run off with the ex for a bit. That was messed up and I'll leave it there. This time no dirt though so props to me. When I got back, feeling a tough out of sorts, I discovered Dave and Carlos planning to go down to the lounge in the magnificent Supah 8 Hotel we were in. I needed strong drink so I was pleased. Then we went in.... and were shocked. Officially dubbed "The Saddest Place in the World" there was a smell in the air we have decided was a mixture of death, what Carlos feels formaldehyde must smell like, and sadness... or what we feel sadness must smell like. I was wanting one drink, so we stayed for a beer. Much to Carlos's surprise I came back to the table with cans of Kokanee... yes cans in a bar. We laughed for about 10 minutes on that. Stefan's friend Atol mentioned that that was understandable given the number of truckers that would frequent the place. I didn't know if that meant it got rowdy and no bottles meant no bottles broken on heads, or that cans were easier to take into a vehicle... either way it seemed bad.

Saturday Carlos and I grabbed breakfast served by a lady with arms nearly the size of mine. She was older but I would have so taken David Wilcox's advice and been Layin' Pipe. Anyway, we hit the mall at 11 and the long day began. I won't go into it all because this day went from 11am to 2am, but here's the high points.

- The girls working the gun range are hot in a trashy sort of way made more appealling (or less) because of the fact they are completely nuts. When I visited them about a desert eagle it was revealed that the one girls mom had a gold plated one, and that they both intended to own one of everything in the store.
- The Earl's in the mall is home to some of the most beautiful women in the world.
- Some of the Hooter's girls have really big hooters.
- Taco Bell is a godsend and Saskatoon should have 5 by now.
- A gay guy saying that another gay guy "throws like such a woman" is funny as hell.
- Sean kicked ass in his debut of real poker at a casino, making $45 bucks.

Now I'll get into the Reds bowling story... as my profile picture (when it eventually gets up) may raise some questions. We went bowling, drunken, 7 of us bowling with a couple onlookers to start. All was fine until the rest of the crew came to watch and Patrick instituted the rule that if you gutter ball your first ball, it's pants round the ankles for the second ball. So yes, that's me bowling with my pants around my ankles. In all, Brady, Stefan, and myself were the only ones to be pants on the floor. But we made people happy I tells ya.. particularly the ladies in adjacent lanes.

Then we went to a club called escape where I was patted down prior to entering, crazy. The place was pretty cool. Basically a giant dance floor with some damn fine hip hop on tap. I paid $5.25 for a beer, that sucked. And the ladies... lets just say I was wishing I wasn't quite so hammered, as it was I avoided speaking to anyone as my drunkeness would have made me look quite stoopid. I was wishing Ashley was there as she would be up for dancing and would've been liking the music. That's enough for now, keep an eye on Bloglos for photos.

BEER FUELED MAYHEM!!!!1111

The weekend is almost upon us, and the Stag is almost here! It will be a weekend for the ages.

Having said that, we are scheduled to leave at 1, so I'm guessing we get out of town about 2. Not much more to say at the moment. I have a feeling I'm going to be hitting on everything that moves... just a gut feeling on that. Playa, getcha game on!


*those who know me know the humour in me using the word "playa" in reference to myself, what can I say, I like the phrase*

Oh, and Marco Antonio Barrera, who happens to have the most kickass name in boxing, is fighting a great fight this weekend - anyone interested in boxing should watch it Saturday. In light of this let me say WAR BARRERA!!!!1111

Meh...

I work with children. At least once a week I have to wipe greasy fingerprints off the monitor screen. I ask you, who touches the screen of a computer. They're like jocky-footballer types too so no doubt there's some kickass civic or girl on the screen that they feel they need to point out to a buddy and simply gesturing isn't enough, they need to mark it with a greased finger smudge. You think it's petty, but honestly when you're staring at enough fingerprints to make you think a crowd of kindergarten aged kids were on the computer at the Spongebob Squarepants site, you'd get annoyed too.

I actually made money playing poker last night. Normally I don't really lose cash, usually in the $2 to $5 range with the occasional night where I donate $10 to a buddy, that or else I'll break even or make a buck or two. Last night I actually made $11, big night for me. I'd like to say it was my superb skill, but it wasn't, I just happened to get the cards, think I had 4 flushes on the night. As a side note, something happened last night that needs to go down in the annuls of history... or at least in my blog for posterity. Ray, Alfred's cousin, was in a no limit tourney at the casino last night and on the very first hand was dealt pocket Queens... for those uninitiated that's a pair of Queens. So Ray, being thoroughly insane, goes all in before the flop. Again in laymans terms that means he puts in all his cash before any community cards are shown. Well, some guy called him who had King Queen suited and he ended up getting.... a flush or a straight or something, he beat Ray anyway. So that was it, Ray was done in one hand, possibly the quickest out ever. Jan can verify if that would be a record holder.

And this brings me to Patrick Stag weekend 2004!! Although being a stag, it won't be an annual event. Edmonton is the place to be and mucho funo will be had...o. No strippers will be involved, which I have no problem with. I may be single but I'm not so desperate as to need to sit and watch someone take their clothes off. It's something different if my girlfriend is doing that, there was this one valentine's day..... uhhh, nevermind.

What does bring me to the stag weekend is the casino that we will be attending. That will be fun, as well as the waterpark, gun range, hooters.... much fun will be had, I look forward to it.

Other blogs

I've spent part of this morning hitting the "next blog" button at the top there and viewing other folks blogs. Stacey and Carlos have made mention of this before and the slow morning at work prompted me to give it a shot. Wow. There is some interesting individuals on this earth. The one dude... I swear he posted everyday, and everyday me off handly mentioned going to a buddies place, "for some D&D". On occasion he'd start a post with "I leveled up today!". It almost made me want to play the D&D, almost. There also seems to be an inornate number of posters from Singapore. I don't know why Singapore but there ya go. Occasionally you get these folk with far too much time on their hands who make pop ups happen with interesting lines like, "I feel you for eternity" only it's not just that, it's "` ~ ` i f e e l y o u f o r e t e r n i t y ` " And then the compy at work locks up and I hate the person a little more for being such a wannabe artsy pretend techno geek. If the computer didn't lock up I'd leave lovely annoymous messages daily regarding their lack of friends/respect/spirituality/hope until they just cut it out.

Ashley came by to drop off some cd's to be made into a mini-disc as she's a techno peasent. It's rare that I can refer to someone as a techno-peasent as I'm surrounded by the pinnacles of nerddom. People with binary watches for example (yes... it is jealously, I'll admit it). She left her mini-disc player... I just realized that I think she left it on purpose. Oh my.

I must download some Roots today, any suggestions for which tracks??

Resume

It has been brought to my attention that my resume in a word, sucks. I'm not surprised in the least as I have very little experience in making a resume, throughout my life I've gotten jobs from talking to whomever is doing the hiring and having them say, "Do you want a job?". The resume has been a formality at best. Actually my resume is that bad, but it's poorly setup for electronic transfer, the type of jobs I'm applying to. Anyway, anyone with experience in making kickass resumes can by all means approach me with advice for mine. I am going to go to one of the resume service people here in town to try and get something a little more better... ahh more better, maybe using langauge like that is a bad thing for resumes.

CSI: Miami

I'm going to do something now that I never thought I would do; make a commentary on a television show.

I just finished watching CSI:Miami, and boy is it craptastic. I'll admit, I quite enjoy the whole CSI thing that they've got going. But this Miami one... hoo boy has it gone off the deep end. I used to enjoy it, but thought that red headed moron, Horatio (can't remember the actor's name now) was, well... a red headed moron. Then, at the start of this season they offed the one guy I liked on the show. Now I think it's because Rory Cochran (the aforementioned offed guy) is a good actor and saw that they intended to send the show into the depths of ridiculousness and wanted out. It has sunk to new levels of bad. That Horatio boy... in tonight's episiode his first four lines were one liner cliches delivered in a perfect Captain Kirkesqueness. The plot as well has been sent reeling into the beyond. A daring bank heist during a ginormous tidal wave, militant racists being pirates to steal rocket launchers, yes rocket launchers, to fire at the cuban shop owners, the CSI Lt. guy burning through a building to save some guy just as it blows up, I won't even get into my issues with the CSI crew driving Hummers, fucking Hummers as their company car... un-fucking-believable. And all the way through is Lt. Cain delivering his over acted vows to "put you away". I watch very little television and I have been reinformed as to why I don't.

Other notes of interest. There's been gossip of David Hasslehoff appearing in the next Harry Potter movie. I won't even get into how hopeful I am. Awesome.

Henceforth I wish everyone interested in boxing to start referring to John Ruiz as the "foul PuertoRican" after his bout with Andrew "the foul Pol" Golota.

The weekend

Weekend came and went like a... fuck it, I'm too sick to make similes today.

I have a cold. It started to come on on Friday and now is it firmly locked in. Sucks. I used a paint cleaner on my jeep Sunday, wow did that make a difference. It looked ok before but now it's actually a shiny dark black.

Played hockey Saturday night, we won in a 6 - 0 rout. I winged the post something fierce because once again my left leg has decided it's jealous of the attention my right leg got with surgery and all and is making a play for why it should also have surgery. Much of the game for me was spent doubled over in pain on the bench. It really sucks too because I have just enough leg to make it to the opposing team's blue line on a rush, then it wants to give out and I have to do silly things like pass or shoot from the top of the circle. Not happy. I will head to Taillon's office today or tomorrow to speak with the gorgeous receptionist about it. Yay. Maybe my leg is trying to help me with my relationship status.

Congrats to Jaret on leaving Slaveway and having a life on the weekends. Hopefully Jaret and Erin will be able to make it to some of the Saturday festivities in the future.

Big Big Congrats to Mighty Dave Mah on winning his debut bout in MMA. Dave defeated some guy, now some loser guy, on Saturday at the Odeon. I wasn't able to see the bout but I've heard there is a video to be viewed.

A king amongst men.

So I took the new Jeep to my mechanic this morning. I've discovered that it has a penchance for revving to 3,000rpm when it's cold. Not good. On the bright side, I was going to polish the body but found out I hadn't brought enough out from my folks place, a motorcycle uses very little polish, but I figured I'd do a small spot on the hood just to see if it would make any difference. Whoo dog, big difference so I'm going to polish it up on Sunday and hopefully it will sparkle sparkle.

I'm also buying sound deadening mat for it, that bugger's loud.

It should be noted too that my mechanic is truly a king of men. If anyone in the Saskatoon area needs a mechanic, Prairie Autohaus is the place to go. Yogi Thakore runs the show there and he's simply kickass. Honest and just a nice guy, 652-0888.

Got the jeep

Happy day, yesterday I picked up the Jeep... at first I had that, oh shit what have I gotten myself into feeling, but after driving it for a bit and taking it to my mechanic for a look, I have a much better outlook. It's not perfect, but it's pretty darn good. I'm now only miffed that the seller guy didn't clean it up before I bought it. I mean the console was full of basically junk, not cool. I'll finish cleaning it up today hopefully be able to give it a polish.


The link is for something called Rate My Professor. Pretty much any prof anywhere is on it, kinda neat to see.

Polly Wolly Crappy

Played 1 period before having to call it a game last night. Went on an end to end rush on my first shift but the legs aren't quite there yet so I couldn't burn the D. Shortly after, my left leg started it's massive ache. Today I start to try and rehab that. I think I'll go talk to the doc about it, also gives me a chance to visit the hot receptionist.

I should be picking up the Jeep tonight. Looking forward to that, I will get Alf to bring his camera for pics.

Jeep day! maybe

Went and looked at the YJ last night, doesn't look too bad. I'm going to try and get my mechanic to give it a once over and if he says yay! then I will buy it ASAP. For those interested, it is black and has a chrome skull shift knob with red light up eyes.... I almost want to keep the shift knob.

If I purchase it I will post a pic.

My doctorb gave me the green light to play stuff, may not be able to tonight with the vehicle stuff going on. The sweet receptionist again remembered and visited, unfortunately I have no further reason to go see him... actually I do need to grab a note from him yet, hmmm..... she's really cute.... getcha game on.

Funny shiate for my peeps!

Been reading stuff on sherdog and playing GTA this weekend, hence my gangsta.

The weekend came and went, nothing much to report on. I played a smart guy and decided to hold off on hockey until I see the doctorb today. If he gives me the green light I will play tomorrow night. I did play volleyball yesterday which went well aside from my aching back today, the snapping when you hit makes things not happy where I broke it. It will get better, first game in awhile is all.

Oh yeah, the Riders lost. Fucking McCallum. I do place the blame squarely on him.

I'm hoping I found a Jeep to buy today, need to talk to moms and pops.

Now the funny stuff. I putting up links for the Seanbaby archives and Red vs. Blue. Seanbaby writes funny articles for a magazine called The Wave. Brad sent links for it before. If you've a moment and want to read something funny, check 'em out. I recommend the Turkish Star Wars, Van Damme Movies, or The Complete guide to self defense guides - a personal favourite.

Red vs. Blue is rapidly closing on homestarrunner in terms on online cartoon comedy. Where as the homestar runner guys are kings of flash, Red vs. Blue is done using the Halo game engine. The episodes are in the area of 6 - 8 minutes long but they're full of goodness. Particularly if you're a fan of Halo, or have an opinion of online gaming. You watch them with media player or quicktime. Ahhh.... "you fucking noob" always makes me smile after the Red vs. Blue.

Gameday, the best day of the week!

Well, I didn't get to skate the other day, didn't make it home in time to head out and give it a try. So it's going to be a trial by fire tonight, big 10:30 start time. Hopefully it will go ok.

In other news, my car search has escalated. If anyone knows of something decent for $5,000 please let me know. I'm hoping to find a half decent YJ but at this point I will entertain all suggestions.

Damn

I've been used. It fucking sucks.

Coming down

Well, I'm just coming down off the euphoric high I've been floating on since Saturday. With luck I will have news... that won't be posted here, in the next couple days. Had an opportunity to get news yesterday and I didn't jump on it like the hobo to a ham sandwich that I feel, wish I had but I didn't want to interrupt.

In other news, I'ma go skating today!!! Hopefully this will mean hockey in the near future. We'll see how the legs feel. I'm hoping there is yet light at the end of the don't need surgery tunnel. Today I didn't have the standard debilitating ache in my left leg on the walk to work, good news there. There may be hockey and soccer for me yet this winter.


Big fights this weekend. Unfortunately it's in the weak heavyweight division. I'm looking forward to it solely because I'm hoping Andrew Golota pulls out the three punch to junk combo on Ruiz. Ruiz sums up all that is bad in heavyweight boxing at the moment and though the combo would likely end in a DQ for Golota, it would be so worth it. Some of you not familiar with the infamous Golota/Bowe II (I think it was II) bout may not have seen the three punch junk combo... he hit him with a straight right, left hook, right hook all untouched and clean right to the bollucks. Bowe dropped... this is a large large man throwing these punches. Now one low blow is one thing, but THREE!! in combination is... awesome for humour value. What's really crazy is that Golota was winning the fight, it wasn't the act of a desperate fighter. This has given Golota the nickname "The Foul Pole". Nice. Don King, who promotes both Golota and Ruiz has come out and said that "Andrew thinks the testicles are above the belt now, so there won't be any low blows". hee hee...

Greatest night of my life... potentially

Ahhh.... Saturday was... *sigh*... ok, here's the rundown.

Saturday was pub crawly night, and oh what a night. I'll get to the night of my life bit at the end. So we started at the Paturday, nothing too special, a few pre-crawl beers and much hooting. Then off to the Overdrive, my first visit there since it was the Blind Tiger 9 years ago. It looked exactly like the Blind Tiger 9 years ago, and that's all I got to say about that. Back on the bus and over to the Hose. On the way over, a large football type guy mooned the other bus... ahh the pub crawl. The Hose was nothing overly special, except Alfie. Alfie had started drinking at Szechaun Kitchen prior to heading to the Pat even. So after a number of shooters at the Overdrive and numerous beers in between, Alfie wasn't feeling too hot. So he went out for some "air", like ya do. I wish I could have seen it, but Alfie tells me that the "Broadway skid", you know, that guy who plays the 4 stringed guitar out front of Lydia's, ya that guy. Anyway, the Broadway skid comes up to Alf as he sits on a bench in front of the Hose and says, "Whoa, are you ok man?" Alf knew he had hit bottom when the broadway skid thinks you don't look too hot, so he opted for home. It was 10:30.

I had been told we were going to the Hose last and the plan had be to jump off before returning to the Pat, instead we were there 2nd and it was still early. I thank my lucky stars and Carlos, Stacy, and Kris for wanting to continue on crawling otherwise the Pat never would have happened later.

So we again boarded the bus and headed for the Scuzz sans Alfred. Yes the Scuzz. First time I've been there in many many years, it sucked. We sat and mostly put in time until we could move on. My highlight was watching my friend, who I won't name, shake her ass with this dorky guy. Friend if you read this.... what were you thinking???

Anyway, then off and back to the Pat. Pretty much as soon as I got there I ran into someone I had heard might be there.... and then.... *sigh* then my mind was blown away. Incredible. Unfortunately my night ended on a confused note, I hope to hear something this week. If I do, then this night will be the greatest night of my life.

Carlos and crew took off sometime, I was... away... and didn't see them go but by the time I called Carlos when I left they were at home.

Sunday:
Riders win! Riders win! Despite their offence, or lack there of, Riders win! The D kicked ass on Jason "don't look at my ears" Maas. Burris played an uninspired game and will have to do better in BC. Keith was pretty ineffective until the last drive, he finished with 95 yards, which is good, but 44 of those yards came on one carry, prior to that he was unable to get free. The D though, 4 sacks... maybe 5 not sure if Maas got over the line of scrimmage on the one play. A couple near picks, well done.

Anyway, I'm sitting here with the same goofy grin I've had since Saturday night... amazing.

Ruud Dude

I have to make a comment on this. The Ruud dude put up four in the Red Devils last match. Man I love that guy, Van Nistlerooy kicks ass.

I'ma order more channels today methinks, I should have been watching that.

Yakkity

Dum... Ba-Dee.... Dee-Doh-Doh-Da-Do... Da-hmmm-hmm...

I really don't have much to say, just bored in tha morning. I'm really not much of a fan of these early mornings at all. I used to be ok with it, but lately I just don't like to get moving. Once I'm up I'm good, but dragging my piano laden ass out of bed is becoming more and more difficult. It used to be good cause I would leap out of bed knowing I could ride the bike to work with delightfully empty roads.... it was Valentino Rossi time on the way to work. I'd usually get to go for a bit of a joy ride because I would be early.... ahhh those was the days. For those who don't know, Valentino Rossi is the Michael Schumacher of Moto GP, Moto GP being the Formula 1 of motorcycle racing. If you don't know who Michael Schumacher is you're weird.

But now it's chilly and dark in the morning. I wouldn't mind it if it was snowy, but nooooo everyone had to get all uppity about the snow so their combined whining raised the ambient temperature enough to melt what snow we had. So now by the weekend, when it's supposed to drop to a high of -5, it will be what I hate, cold with no snow.

At least the pub crawly is happening on Saturday... no wait PATURDAY!! night. In the past when Alfred has guaranteed fun the night has been off the hook as the homeboyz say. Word.

Unbelievaball!!

There are some things that have forever been a mystery. Today I have decided I just may give up on thoughts of a career and take up the hunt for Nessie. I mean... if George Bush can be re-elected, then virtually anything is possible. I equate my feeling right now to that feeling you have when the moron living next door, or in the basement is going to be moving out, he's packing and ready to go, then you wake up one morning and found out he bought the place. I'm baffled by American politics. Everyone seems to know and feel this guys a dumbass and yet they voted for him again! Wonders will never cease. The good thing is that Canada may have some pretty cool people moving in, Micheal Moore and Jon Stewart are a couple that come to mind.

I'ma go get a map of Scotland.

Damn legs!!

Well here's a little update on the progress of my legs and my hopeful return to full sport in the next couple weeks. On the advice of the good Dr. Haver I stuck my superfeet insoles I had in my skates into my runners today. Incidently, insoles from skates don't smell like sweaty runners, oddly enough, they have that same horrible hockey equipment smell. Weird. The Doc said good arch support was needed to help the fasciitis and by god it worked. I played a little v'ball today and some badminton and I'll be damned if it didn't feel a ton better. Maybe I'll actually be able to walk tomorrow morning with out a serious limp and a grimace of pain.

Now the bad news.

I am pretty much certain I need surgery on my left leg, maybe soon at that. I had to stop playing v'ball because I was limping so bad I could hardly move. This is not good. Volleyball has never bothered my right leg bad before the surgery but now it appears my left is making up for lost compartment syndrome time. I'm pretty sad about the whole thing as it looks like there may be no hockey, soccer, or volleyball for me in the near future. Sucks. I live to play stuff.

New links

I put up links for Carlos and Alfie's photo gallery. Ch-ch-ch-check 'em out for some excellent pics. The Carlos gallery is where you'll find the giant robot mayhem pictures. The links are on the lower right.

It is election day in the states. It's like.... the antithesis of Christmas.

In other news, I definitely need to have surgery done on my left leg as well, and by the feel of things, sooner than I'd like. So now I'm shopping for two bionic legs, I'm willing to be part of an underground government experiment for this. As long as it gives me amazing powers.