Saturday, August 30, 2008

Friday, August 29, 2008

Photo Friday (Bad Logo)


Ok take a good look at the D, then look left to the work Sunny, and the lower part of the S.

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Thursday, August 28, 2008

I need a vacation

I need help. I’m scared that I’m loosing my blogging edge. More often than not, I find myself sitting at my keyboard, trying to figure out what to write about. I used to gain quick inspiration, but lately, as after I pick a topic, within a paragraph, I decide that it sucks and stop writing. I’m not sure if I’m if being too picky or if something is missing.


I started to write about my new 500Gb hard drive, and how much smut I could store on it, but let’s be honest. Do you really give a rats ass about a new hard drive, or how much smut I store on it? If that would have been someone else’s blog, I wouldn’t have cared, and I wouldn’t expect the few readers here to care about my hard drive.


I honestly, believe that I need a vacation, but can’t afford to take one for at least a year. I’ve started putting money away for it. So far I have $120 put away. Not bad, considering that I’m not planning of any trips until August next year.


I keep checking how many Air Miles I have. Currently, I have 2400, which is just enough to fly back to Ontario (round trip), for whatever family issue that arises. I have a feeling that I’ll be hearing about a wedding soon. My brother and his girlfriend are “getting there”, so I expect to have to make a trip soon. I’ll just have to tell them as soon as I hear the announcement, that if they schedule the wedding between August 5 and 12, 2009, I won’t be able to make it. I’m sorry, but I REALLY looking forward to the Chicago, and I already have it planned. Hopefully, I won’t have to use those Air miles, though and I can save some of them for a car rental when I’m in Chicago.


I’m not sure if I’ve officially mentioned it on the blog, but I’m heading to Chicago in 09 for a Comic-Con, but also, to meet a lot of my virtual City of Heroes friends. I’ve spent hours chatting with these people, and I’m finally going to get the chance to meet them face to face. In fact, I have some of us are planning on staying in the same hotel, so we can cause some real trouble. There are a few hotels across the street from the convention centre, which is located near the O’Hare, airport, so I think it would be idea to stay there. However I do plan to stay a few extra days, rent a car and explore Chicago. I’ve never been to Chicago, and to be honest, that city isn’t on my list of “I gotta check this place out”, but If I’m there, then why not?


There’s a sales manager who’s territory includes Europe and the Middle East. One of her cubicle walls is covered with postcards from all over the world. Europe, the Middle East and Asia. I’ve told her that I love that wall, and I think she’s proud of it as well. She now has to start a second wall, and she’s going to be in Saudi Arabia next week, so more post cards for her.

So I think my blogging block might be because I really need a vacation. I never go anyway. I’m planning on renting a car in November for a day and visit a few people at the old job, just a few, because I don’t want to see most of them. Hopefully, that day will make me feel a little better, but that’s still a few months from now.


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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

I wasn't planning on going there, but I did.

The rage gone, for now anyway. I’ve been searching for something to blog about. Something that would set me off, but I’m not finding it. Sure I’ve found one thing…but I’m not sure if I want to defend the creation of a new porno channel in Canada. I heard about the license was granted issued a few weeks ago, and took a “yeah whatever” attitude. I read that no one filed an “interventions” in the filing, so the license was granted, a three-year license, which renewal was based on if they managed to get someone to carry the channel. Remember, no one opposed the license…before. Now we have some people coming out against it.

Again, I didn’t have a reason to blog about this channel, because…I can find smut anywhere, but I recently came across an editorial by our local bishop “Buck Henry” (he’s not important enough for me to remember his real name), and went of about blaaa blaaa blaaa, our decaying moral fabric and stuff like that. This guy is a few beers short of a “24”. I really can’t stand this guy, and he makes me embarrassed to be Catholic. Oh, this guy has had complaints made against him to the Alberta Human Right Association for some of his published anti gay hate mongering.

I did realize one thing though. This channel will be a boom for the Canadian Porn Industry. Broadcasters, Cable and Pay TV channels in Canada are required to carry a certain about of “Canadian Content”. Canadian TV show, Canadian movies, whatever. There’s a complex formula they use. Anyway since this new channel requires Canadian Content…We’re going to see a lot more Canadian Smut out there.

Actually this is a good thing. For the longest time, we Canadian have been swamped with U.S. smut. I think it’s about time we Canadians stood up and yelled “YES WE’RE PERVERTED TOO”. It’s time for us to enjoy our own home grown smut. The U.S. smut industry has dominated for too long. It’s about time that Canadians were heard screaming “OHHH YESSS”, instead of our neighbors to the south.

Alright I went there. I was trying to keep it dignified, but I obviously failed, but you have to admit it, it was funny. So I hope that despite the protests of “Buck Henry” and his friends. I hope that the porn channel is “up and running” soon. Oh, and for the record, it’s not called “The Beaver Channel”.

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Tuesday, August 26, 2008

This is twisted

Combining things together is nothing new. For years, we’ve seen this done with many products, from clock radios to camera phones. Slapping things together has always seemed like a great idea, but I want to meet the moron who thought that it would be a good idea to combine a vibrator and a shaver together.

I understand what this person was thinking…sort of. Both devices vibrate in order to accomplish their purpose. The shaver vibrates the blades in order the give a person a close shave. The vibrator vibrates to give the user a ….you know. WHO THOUGHT THAT THIS WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA?

All right, perhaps a “lady” needs to “trim the bushes”, and after decides that she needs to relieve a little stress. I can see someone (a guy), thinking that this could be a good idea, but men and women don’t think the same. Women don’t feel the need to hump someone’s leg. Men on the other hand…. well there was the guy with the park bench.

Right now there’s a guy who thinking of buying this for his “significant other”, and after she gives it to her, she’s going to kick his ass.

What really concerns me is what happens if someone forgets to put on the cover? That could lead to a life altering injury. This could be how nuns are made. There are countries where nasty stuff like that happen, and people are trying to put a stop to it, and now someone wants to bring those types of injuries here? This is really dumb.

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Friday, August 22, 2008

Return of the Yadda Yadda

I need to blog about something. I’ve had two false starts today and then my mind said, “NOOO, you cannot blog about this”. Then I would stop writing and try to figure out what to blog about.

First I started to blog about a news article, where a man was banned from his girlfriend’s home because of the loud sex noises, but that turned into something lame. My heart wasn’t into it.

Then I started blogging about how I went to lunch with some of the staff and they actually were ordering alcoholic beverages. This would be grounds for dismissal at my old job, but here’s it’s allowed as long as your bellow the legal limit. Honestly, this surprises me, but I didn’t want to turn this into another “my new job is so much better than my old job” post. So I don’t know what to blog about.

I did consider blogging about the Bronze Fonz statue, but really, do I want to waste your and my time with this crap?

Honestly, all I can think about is buy a new grill after work. I know what, and were I’m going to buy the damn thing. I think that it’s really sad that all I can think about is the stupid grill. My mom has been complaining about my old George Foreman grill, because it’s stained (the damn thing was white), and she keeps pushing me to get a new one. Well I’m finally caving and getting a new one. My mom would be so proud.

I’ve noticed something about the new look for the blog. In my archive it not only shows how many post I’ve made per year, but per month as well. I remember promising myself to blog almost every day, and then just this past June, I only posted 6 times for the whole month. I’m hoping that the fall will reinspire me.

So this is now officially a Yadda Yadda post. I haven’t done one in a while, so I guess I was overdue.

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Thursday, August 21, 2008

I'm done for now.

So last night I started trying some new things, and at first it was happy with it, and then I looked at it in Internet Explorer and I went ARGGGG!! Then I tinkered with it some more and next thing you know, it was 1:00am. I was forced to go to bed, with it incomplete. The good news that it's done...for now. I'm still not totally happy with it, but at least it's starting to feel like home. I still need to do some tweaking here and there, but it's basically done.

I'm still a little sad that I've lost my comments again. This seems to happen when I do a major renovation, however I know how I can look them up again, for the "Best of Comments" post which will return next January.

I seem to have the ability to add "Gadgets" now to the website. It's something that Blooger set up when they (blaaa blaaa tech talk). The problem is that most of them are CRAP. I had to give up some things as well. The Weather Network weather thingy is gone, and now it has been replaced with one from Environment Canada. Honestly, I hate the damn thing, and will probably switch it was a "Gadget" made by a U.S. company.

I'm still iffy about the picture on the top of the blog. I thought that Northern Lights and the Canadian Wilderness would look good with the Blog name, but I'm starting to think that it might be too Cliché. Maybe I should have used a picture of a bunch of drunken people in front of a TV, watching the hockey game, or a drunk guy peeing behind a dumpster at 3:00am (Oh Canada),oh and I've done it, myself so I know it's Canadian, but that's a story for another time. Actually I might have an ideal. I'll work on it when I have time. Like the last time, I made a major change to my blog, expect some tweaks over the next couple of weeks, until I'm happy.

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

New Look.

As my regulars might have noticed, I've made some changes. I'm still tweaking things right now and I still have the old template backed up, so I can switch back.

I do have one issue. I can't add the comment service that I was using so it looks like that I'm going to have to go back to Blogger's comment system. Dammit. I had such nice comments.

So don't mind the clutter, and feel free to grab a donut, while I finish cleaning up here.

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Tuesday, August 19, 2008

I'm not "into" park benches

I’ve just realized that I haven’t written anything strange and perverted for sometime, and I think I’ve overdue, so you’ve been warned.

As a male, I understand the “urges” that we get. When you’re younger, these urges are stronger and stranger. I’ve remember having some of these nasty urges but I never (1), actually acted on any of these urges, (2) tried to have sex with a park bench. However I cannot say the same for this guy. Now I know there are some really strange people out there (and I’m not exactly normal myself), but it takes a special person to want to have sex with a park bench; a metal park bench.

So it appears that this guy was enjoying himself, so much so, that he became even more aroused. So aroused, that he became stuck inside one of the holes that he was using to please himself. I’m not sure how long he tried to solve himself, but eventually he did call the police for help. Oh did I mention that this was happening in a pubic park?

So the police show up, as well as EMS, and after many attempts to remove him from the bench, they have to take the bench apart, and bring him, and the bench to the hospital. There they managed to remove him from the bench. Also the doctors said that if he had waited longer, he probably would have lost his “buddy”.

Now, how hard up does a guy have to be in order the want to have sex with a bench? I’ve heard of different types of sexual preferences, but I’ve never met a parkbenchsexual. Now I can see a few benefits of being a parkbenchsexual. The dating pool is fairly open, and there’s no long term commitment if you want to “get it on”. Heck, you don’t even have to buy the bench dinner. Just drop your pants, and away you go. The problem is that he needs to settle one with one park bench, so that they’re comfortable with each other. That way there’s less likely to be an incident like that.

This also reminds me of s skit from The Onion Movie, where a guy gets his penis stuck in a mail slot. This then turns into a commercial where we have a guy saying “Have you ever gotten your penis stuck in a mailbox”, and they go on to talk about their service. They specialize in getting men’s penis’s stuck, and been doing it for many years.

Personally, I plan to “keep it in my pants”, no matter how hot that Ikea furniture looks.

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Friday, August 15, 2008

The post that almost was

Ever write someone down and look at in about 30 seconds later and realize that it’s full of shit? I was going to write a blog post about women can find happiness from within and men tend to find it from others or things, and then it occurred to me that, basing that assumption on gender what pretty stupid, and more importantly, incorrect.

I was originally inspired by Jay’s latest post about how she happy, and that it really doesn’t take much to be happy, and I decided to make that claim for all women, then I remembered the gold digger that my dad’s first wife was. Then I was going to make the claim that all men gain happiness from outside, but that’s not necessary true as well. There are men who also have happiness from inner piece.

I’ve always believe that each individual is different and they all choose their own path, and that path has nothing to do with gender, race, personal or religious beliefs, but I was about to spill some bullshit about how women always think this way and men always think that way, but that’s not true. People think as they do because they are individuals, and if they are happy or not, is ultimately based on their choices. I’m happy now because I’ve left my former employer.

I’m just glad that I stopped myself before I wrote a blog post that was total horse shit.

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Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Nice try Pervert

Imagine this, you run an adult video store (ok it might not be a pretty image, but work with me), and a man comes in and says that he’s from the police and need you surrender some of your videos, so he can confirm that the cast weren’t underage. Nice try looser.

My first response to this was “who’s going to fall for this?”, obviously the manager of the video store didn’t. Secondly, I thought, hasn’t this guy ever heard of the Internet? I download all my porno movies of the Internet, I mean, if I ever had the desire to watch smut. I would use the Internet to download a wide variety of smutty goodness (ok bad choice of words). Then finally, if this guy were to use his brain on a real money making idea instead of trying to scam a few porno DVD’s from some Adult story, he’d be a millionaire by now.

The thing I really like is that this guy tried this 3 times, and every time, he was told to leave. The third time was when the storeowner called the police. You’d think the guy would quit trying this stunt after the first or second try, but he kept trying, over and over, in order to get his hands on free smut. Perhaps this trick was actually working at other stores. Again, why didn’t he just try the Internet? If he was smart enough to come up with this scheme, to satisfy his perverted mind, then he should have been willing to take the time to learn how to use a computer, learn how to use the Internet, and find all the smut he needs.

What a Jackass.

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Monday, August 11, 2008

I might be a criminal now, but I only took what was mine

About two weeks ago, I purchased a couple of DVD’s online through Amazon, and I wasn’t paying attention when I finished the purchase. I failed to notice that my old address was where the DVD’s were going to be sent. In fact, I didn’t notice for a couple of days, when I suddenly decided to look at the e-recept and went…OH SHIT. I immediately e-mailed the sellers of the DVD (I bought them through the Amazon Marketplace, but it was too late, they had been shipped.

So the next 2 weeks, I went to the postal depot by my old apartment, hoping that they had ended up there, and I was beginning to worry. I had also been by my old building and it wasn’t being kept up. The place has gone to hell. I knocked on my old door a few times, but there wasn’t an answer, so I felt more despair that my $50 purchase was never going to be in my hands.

I considered calling my credit card company, but I wasn’t ready to write the DVD’s off yet. Also, this was my fault. Sure one of the sellers was an asshole about it, but the second was being very helpful, and even offered to cancel my order and send me a new one, but I didn’t want to stick that guy with lost product. It wasn’t fair to him so I kept trying. I tended to visit the postal depot more than my old place because I thought that the letter carrier would just forward them there, but that didn’t happen.

So last Thursday, I went to my old place and I looked into my mailbox and say that something was inside. I was excited and angry at the same time. At least one of my DVD’s was in my mailbox, and I couldn’t get to them. I knocked at my old door again, and again, there was no answered. Feeling defeated, I went home.

All day Friday, all I could think about was my old mailbox. I spent part of my workday looking at websites on how to pick a lock. All I needed were paperclips, according to the website, and I had lots of them. I was at work after all, in an office setting, so I took some and bent them as instructed. I watch the Youtube video over and over again, and saw how “easy” it was. I thought to myself, I was ready.

After work I went to my old place and looked inside the mailbox. The package was still there. Perhaps, the person who lived in my old place was on vacation. Perhaps it was vacant. I wouldn’t be surprised, because the place had turned into a real dump. The current landlord wasn’t taking good care of the place, and the For Sale sign in front to the building also told a story or two. The guys who took my home away probably got screwed themselves. Too bad for them, I thought, not meaning it, considering that I almost had to sue the guy to get my damage deposit back.

So I started to “try” to pick the lock and I realized that a), I’m no locksmith, and b) sometimes Youtube sucks. I felt defeated. My DVD’s were in the mailbox and I couldn’t get them. Then I started to examine the other boxes and thought that I would have to come back later that night with some tools to break the lock. They were my DVD’s and I wanted them, I thought. I didn’t know who the landlord was (the old ones had moved out, I tried to get a hold of them the first day), so they couldn’t help me. I then looked at the locks themselves and the doors and I saw that a couple of them had been forced open. So I slowly pulled on the door from the top of the mailbox, and the corner came out, I slipped a couple of fingers inside and pulled. Dammit, a 12 year old could have forced the thing open. I could have opened it yesterday, if I had decided to be a criminal then. With the mailbox opened, I noticed 2 letter and 2 small packages. The letters were Enmax (electricity) bills in someone’s name, and the two packages were both addressed to me. I grabbed them and put them in my bag and got the hell out of there.

Only at the end of the street, did I stop and look over the packages. They were addressed to me, and I quickly opened them. The second season of Jericho and Birds of Prey: The complete series were now mine. I only had to break into a stupid mailbox to do it. Though I’m sure that my life of crime is over.

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Friday, August 08, 2008

Photo Friday


Ummmm...I can't say it.

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Thursday, August 07, 2008

People who protest at a funeral are the lowest of the low

I’m not a violent person. I’m actually pretty laid back. Sure I have opinions, and I will express them, even rant them, but I usually back up my opinions with facts. However when I heard that there are going to be protesters at Tim McLean’s funeral, something snapped in me. Apparently there will be some religious nut jobs from the Westboro Baptist Church (the crazy people’s church in Kansas) are going to protest at the funeral. Protesting with signs that say, “God is Punishing Canada”. These people make me want to vomit.

The whole country was shocked when Tim was killed in such a gruesome manor, simply because he was sitting beside someone on a bus. It was a horrible way to die, and it was senseless. Now some people who twist God’s word into their own sick meaning are going to be at the funeral and causing problems. These people have no shame. They have no morals. They have no compassion. They should not be allowed into Canada; a country that believes in human rights for all. I don’t want their filth in my country.

The pastor of this church should be put away. I was looking at his Wikipedia entry, and I’m sure that he and Adolf Hitler would have been best friends. He’s a total nut and should be put in a padded cell. Now I’m not a religious person, in fact I’m a pretty bad Catholic, but I do remember being taught that God loves us all, so much that he sent is only son to earth to die for our sins. My God is a kind and loving God, and somehow I doubt that he would approve the actions of the Westboro Baptist Church. Personally I think he’s having the members of his church do this in order to get attention. He’s doing it, to serve his own purpose, and to stroke his own ego.

I’ve recently read that other people have started to block these protesters from getting close to the funerals. While I doubt that the Patriot Guard Riders will be present, I hope that other people in Winnipeg will do something to prevent this “hate group”, from disrupting the funeral.

I’m glad that this isn’t happening in my city, because I can see myself smack a few of these people around with one of their signs. Groups like them don’t deserve the privilege of being allowed in Canada. I hope all the protesters get hit by a bus, so they can end up in Hell that much sooner.

UPDATE

Canadian Border guard have been ordered to not let these wackos into Canada. I'm glad to hear that our government will not allow this kind of trash across our borders.

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Wednesday, August 06, 2008

TV pictures as requested

I know I've going yakking about my new TV, to the point that "someone" asked me if I was having an "inappropriate" relationship with the thing (I'm not Miss Jay). Anyway here are some pictures as requested, and promised.


I'm using my LCD TV as a PC monitor as well, and so I'm playing City of Heroes on it. I think it's a damn impressive monitor.


I bought a Bluray disc to show off how good my set can look. It was an IMAX documentary about the earth, and a lot of the filming was done on the Space Shuttle. I think it looks great.


The last is from a PBS HD channel that I'm managing to get (don't ask). I took the picture early this morning, so they were airing a kids show. I'm always amazed how much better the TV programs look in HD.

So that's my baby. I don't have cable, but right now I'm reconsidering getting it, or IPTV through the phone company. Both have positives and negatives. The Cable company has a HDPVR, but they would charge me a lot of money (probably $100+) and I really hate the cable company. The phone company has more flexible packages, and I'd have to change ISP's but since I don't have (or want) a landline phone, they would charge me a $25/month access fee. SCREW THAT. I'll probably have to wait until my current cell contract to end and change carriers, because the phone company would waive the fee, (and to be honest, I'm pissed at the cellphone company as well).

So for now, I'll probably have to resort to downloading HD content through my PC and my PS3. I'm hoping that things will change after analog TV ends in the U.S. I want everything in HD now.

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Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Stop making crap, you stupid game developer

I know I said that I’d post pictures of the “new love in my life”, but I haven’t gotten around to it. I’ll try and take some pictures tonight.

So today, I’m surfing online and I discover one video game that’s coming out that just made me say, “Oh man, who thought this was a good idea?”. The game is called…(wait for it)… Bikini Samurai Squad. I shit you not. Someone thought that this was a good idea. Women in bikinis, wielding swords, fighting “the forces of evil”. It’s shit like this that makes me embarrassed to be a gamer. Now I know that a lot of gamers are teenage males, who don’t leave their room, or have girlfriends, but really. Does a game company need to go this far? I’m sure these males can find Internet porn a lot quicker.

Personally, I like to meet the marketing people who wrote the copy for the ad for this game. I really like how they used the word “thrusting”, “desperate”, and “exposed”. I can just picture the teenage super geeks giggling so loud that their retainers fall out of their mouths. Now there have been several of these “baser instinct” titles released in the past and they always end up not selling. Gamers want good game play, not cheap shots at pixelized booty.

I remember playing video games in the past that have pushed the “sexy” aspect in the past, but they did have good game play. The Dead or Alive series is a very popular fighter, that is known for it’s game play as well the “quality” of the female characters. So much so, that they released 2 game on the females just interacting with each other (not that way), called Dead of Alive: Extreme Beach Volleyball. The games are fairly popular with the Xbox owners (I own a PS3 and the game hasn’t come out for that system),

I remember a game on the original PlayStation called Fear Effect. There were two games actually, and the second game had a love interest for the main character in the game, who was female. The other character was also female so there was a lesbian relationship, but you never say anything. Once again, I’m sure there were the super geeks giggling, but I really liked the game for it’s story, and the environment. It was a Blade Runner / Shadowrun universe. I remember getting into a conversation with a gamergirl friend of mine, and while she did do the “eye roll” thing when I mentioned the game. I did manage to get her on my side as to why I liked it, and thus managed to not loose respect by having her thinking that I was one of those desperate nerd types.

Of course, if I’m going to blog about games with sexy females, I have to mention Lara Croft and the Tomb Raider series. Now everyone knows what Lara looks like and she is “top heavy”. What people don’t know is that the character was actually designed by a 17 year old, so I’m sure that his hormones had a role in her creation. The thing is, that most of the games are very well done (there was a really bad one, so bad that the dev team had the game taken away from them), and people bought them because the games were that good, not because Lara was “extremely blessed”

What I’m saying is that sex is not going to sell a videogame. Sure it will sell just about anything else, but if you just slap boobs and ass on a game and not design good game play, then you’re going to go broke. Many companies have learned this lesson the hard way. Needless to day, I plan to stay away from Bikini Samurai Squad.

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Friday, August 01, 2008

Photo Friday (...and a day later she was found dead)


This is why men should NEVER let women dress them up.

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