My Notebook

Most of this probably won't make much sense to you...meh, Que Sera, Sera.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

I love it

If you look at the post below this I make a wisecrack about communism, much to my chagrin this is the post which winds up being the only one to recieve the most bile side of capitalism thrust upon it in the form of spam advertising. I'll leave the ads up purely for the amusement factor...and now for random quotes from the last little while...


"My water! It's all wet!"

"Today's dinner will be the inedible served to you by the unspeakable."

"Looks like they've upgraded the dinners here; they're all the way up to Alpo quality."

"This is a formal dinner - either stop eating the table cloth or at least use a knife and fork."

"Let me get this straight... billions of dollars worth of equipment is moving at tens of thousands of miles an hour and everyone in control is drunk?"

"I'm a dance instructor with decades of experience and I will tell you this - men are simply not meant to dance."

"Really this could be spam... but it has enough cheese on it to make me happy anyways."

"Today I got paint on my new pants, got sick, got evicted and had my running water cut off; I think this classifies as a below average day."

"They've got until the sprinklers turn on to get the showers working again - if they're not ready by then, I don't care what the cameras see."

"CRGS Maintenance - You Bendum, We Mendum"

"The internet is imaginary..."

"When asked who put up the billboards, Mr Kim consulted a colleague, then said: "It is the people who put up those signs themselves."

Sunday, August 28, 2005

A distraction

Well there's been a lot going through my mind the last little while, but like I'm going to post it all on the internet.

Here's a random link to amuse you; it's a website of commie propaganda (seriously) http://www.nk-news.net


Cheers,

Monday, August 22, 2005

Special Thanks

A few minutes ago, this post was called "Heros", I didn't mean to post it online but I managed to hit the wrong button and do it anyways. I decided to change it to "special thanks" out of sheer randomness and so that I could hide the comment a certain silly girl made without deleting it. The order is chronological (first I met to most recent I met). This list is also very incomplete and I can't possibly say thanks to all the people who have made a big impact on my life, but I still want to try to say thanks...


...to my Grandfather, for making me into a man.
...to my Grandmother, for making me into a gentleman.
...to my Grandfather, for reminding me to look at my past to find my future.
...to my brother Cory, for teaching me to think and for giving me someone to look up to
...to my friend Tom, for repeatedly almost getting us killed, arrested or on the news.
...to Ash, for being all of the things you refuse to admit to
...to Anne, for a thousand mindgames and for being the silly little french girl that you are.
...to Peter Podebry, for teaching me to fly despite a dozen reasons I should've washed out.
...to Celeste, for making me smile on days when I had no other reason.

Friday, August 19, 2005

Don Juan Triumphant becomes Mr Brightside

Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking the drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go
And I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibi
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
I'm Mr. Brightside

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Quotes

Friends don't let Friends get their haircuts from flightstaff

I'll tolerate looking into pimp clothes only because it means I get to buy a fedora.

Silly little French girl....

Rock, Rock, 1,2,3,4,5,6 rock, rock...

Know how to spot a suicide bomber on the subway? Ask him where he's going. If he replies "Armageddon", get off the train. Fast.

Don Juan Triumphant

DON JUAN (PHANTOM - behind the curtain)
Passarino - go away!
For the trap is set and waits for its prey . . .

DON JUAN (PHANTOM)
You have come here in pursuit ofyour deepest urge,
in pursuit of that wish, which till now has been silent, silent . . .
I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge
in your mind you've already succumbed to me
dropped all defences completely succumbed to me
now you are here with me: no second thoughts, you've decided, decided . . .
Past the point of no return - no backward glances:
the games we've played till now are at an end . . .
Past all thought of "if" or "when" -no use resisting:
abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . .
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us . . .?
Past the point of no return, the final threshold
what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the pointof no return . . .

AMINTA (CHRISTINE)
You have brought me to that moment where words run dry,
to that moment where speech disappears into silence, silence. . .
I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why . . .
In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining defenceless and silent
and now I am here with you: no second thoughts, I've decided, decided . . .
Past the pointof no return - no going back now:
our passion-play has now, at last, begun . . .
Past all thoughtof right or wrong -one final question
how long should we two wait, before we're one . . .?
When will the blood begin to race the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, consume us . . .?

BOTH
Past the pointof no return, the final threshold
the bridgeis crossed, so stand and watch it burn . . .
We've passed the point of no return . . .

PHANTOM
Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime . . .
Lead me, save me from my solitude . .
Say you want me with you, here beside you . . .
Anywhere you golet me go too
Christine that's all I ask of . . . . . . .

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

90's Muzak

Think back, the 90's don't seem that far behind us right? Not that much could've changed. Below are two little memento's of the 90's, can you remember these bands? Ever listen to them?

Cheers,

Prozak - Sleep With Myself

Yeah I'll dance with you for a while, But I'm not going to take you home
I don't even know your last name
Let me explain...

Been around the world a thousand times
Been swept away on distant shores
Bedded down with angels drank their wine
And always the conclusion is the same
Making love is always grand, but eventually love ends a losing game
So let's leave it alone, I'm going home

I'd rather sleep with myself tonight
Where no one else can harm me baby no
Oh Oh, Although I'm really quite fond of you
My best intentions never turn out right
I'd rather sleep with myself tonight
People think celibacy's a crime
Not saying I won't love again
But couldn't we just talk for a while
And lately intimacy's got me down
Been hurt so many times before
Jumped the gun and ended up alone
It may sound a little funny
But you gotta know

The information age things move so fast
Fax machines, Computer screens
Seems like love is something of the past
And modern girls got one thing in their head
Before you down your second drink
You're in the cab and then you're in her bed
So let's hold off on the sex play
I don't even know your last name

I'd rather sleep with myself tonight
Where no one else can harm me baby no
Oh Oh, Although I'm really quite fond of you
My best intentions never turn out right
I'd rather sleep with myself tonight

Cherry Poppin' Daddies - Zoot Suit Riot

Who's that whisperin' in the trees
It's two sailors and they're on leave
Pipes and chains and swingin' hands
Who's your daddy? Yes I am
Fat cat came to play
Now he can't run fast enough
You had best stay away
When the pushers come to shove


Zoot Suit Riot, Throw back a bottle of beer
Zoot Suit Riot, Pull a comb through your coal black hair

A whipped up jitterbuggin' brown eyed man
A stray cat frontin' up an eight-piece band
Cut me Sammy and you'll understand
In my veins hot music ran
You got me in a sway
And I want to swing you dove
Now you sailors know
Where your women come for love
You're in a Zoot Suit Riot

Saturday, August 06, 2005

A Brief History Lesson

Back in the early 1800s there was a large naval battle between the French, British and Spanish in which the British overwhelmingly defeated the French and Spanish. At the end of this battle (The battle of Trafalgar) the French commander was called a coward and hated by his countrymen, he was brought back as a prisoner and eventually let out on parole. Shortly after his parole Vice-Admiral Villeneuve was found dead in his hotel room after being stabbed in the heart a half-dozen times...the death was ruled a "suicide"...

Friday, August 05, 2005

Fashion tip #184

Never wear jogging pants or sweat pants unless you actually intend on jogging and sweating.



Additional Random Quote from Today
"I forgot to set my alarm clock today; thank goodness for the air raid siren and all the nearby screaming and shouting."

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Fashion Tip #164

Never machine wash your silk, cashmere or wool ties. You may in theory machine wash your synthetic ties but you may not however openly admit to having such a thing.

Monday, August 01, 2005

Fashion Tip #74

Never wear red shoes....unless you're the pope.