We've found your weakness...

... and it's right outside your door, now TESTIFY!

Today is kicking ass!! Taking names!! Punking out!!

Why you ask? Because last night Carlos, in his seemingly endless wisdom offhandly mentioned that he was parking underground today. Quickly my brain scanned through parking at the U of S and behold! The underground parking at the agriculture building. Of course, why hadn't I thought of this, although the weather hadn't been stupidly cold yet... at least not so much that my vehicle sitting unplugged for 7 hours was going to be bad. But there it was, and the cost is only 2 bucks more than I would have paid anyway... for the warmest underground parking in Saskatoon. It's mornings like this that make me smile. So my little Jeep will be oh so happy... until such time as I drive it home to sit freezing all night.

I'ma do a quick rant on Saskatoon radio here... Saskatoon dj's suck balls. Yes that's vulger but frankly, it's required. I got to work this morning and flipped on the radio, the news was on and most Saskatoon stations (the ones that don't play that crappy country musik) all use the same news and weather people, surprise surprise as they're all owned by the same company... Rawlco, which is another name for the devil. Anyway, I didn't know which station it was, either C95 - top forty I believe is their format, or 102 - crappy old rock. I soon discovered it was 102 complete with mulleted moron Mark Loveshack. This guy's a complete fucking ass. If everyone one day was allowed to just walk up to someone and punch him/her in the face, just once, with no reprecussions, this man would die of severe beating... that many people hate him. And yet here he is on morning radio. So he says some asinine thing and promptly puts on Supertramp's Dreamer. Who the fuck ever liked Supertramp and why were they allowed (how for that matter) to procreate. Secondly, why in 2005 is fucking Supertramp played religiously on Saskatoon radio? Is the CEO of Rawlco a founding member of Supertramp, lord knows if it weren't for radio this crap would thankfully never be heard aside from the band members mother's basement. This brings me to my second tirade on music played by "Rock" 102, Spaceship Superstar. I don't know who sang Spaceship Superstar, but to say they should have been severly flogged is being merciful. How did this crap even get recorded is my question. "I've got a solar powered laser beam guitar" what the fuck is that, and why is it played daily on any radio anywhere? So then I quickly flip over to C95 whose dj's I don't carry such intense hatred for (I won't go into my feelings for the dispicable creature known as "Uncle Mark" on 102's afternoon period, safe to say that my dream of the punch in the face would change to a kick in the junk, and it'd change from once to many many times) one reason alone is I don't actually mind Dave Scharf's innane comments, the fact he's a big time poker player smooths things too. But no, no safety there, as Shauna... who I have no opinion of, starts talking about some new t.v. show she's hooked on. Now I'll be honest, there's been a couple new shows set to premier, I think they have now actually, that I was a little curious about. Obviously I didn't see either one but I thought it might be one of those she was referring to. It wasn't. It was some new stupid ass reality show, finding the next Martha Stewart. How fucking pathetic is that. I'm not getting into my views of reality tv, but put it this way, I think it's really really sad that a person's life can be so lame that they have to sit at home in their living room and watch someone else's life. Gah!... go for a walk or something, buy a puzzle, get a dog, hell play solitare, just do SOMETHING.... don't just sit there and be excited because the next season of The Apprentice is starting the next day. You wonder why people are getting out of shape, they sit on the couch watching fit people's lives. So there's only a tenth of my hatred for radio in Saskatoon.

Ok, I'm alright now. Education classes are weird. Yes Patrick, weird. There is a number of mid-twenty year old students throwing pennies in the hallway. I have no idea why, but it is part of the class.

Well now that I've ranted I think I need to chill for a bit, some cute ladies are part of that penny throwing experiment and seem to be looking for... assistance.