yippee

It's February 7.

Yesterday was February 6.

Yesterday, on February 6, Tegan and Sara played a show (with Broken Social Scene) in Vancouver for the 2009 Cultural Olympiad, or something like that...apparently it's this...celebration(?)....anyway it precedes the 2010 Winter Olympics to be held in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, and this other little town near it whose name I can't remember (but it does start with a W).

It's ok Tegan, we're all getting old...:D=happiness/smilingness[sic]

also it makes me really sad that after this, they have to go record (which makes kind of happy actually), but that means they won't be doing a whole lot of other stuff in that time period, which means I'll be really...bored...

Now, on to the shit people care about...

ummm....well...i don't have much to say here...

Let's just see if we can get out of the 8-12 range this month...

and someone said we actually have lives...well...just for the record..we..must not mean me...I'm just too lazy to post stuff because then I would have to think about stuff to think about what to write since I can't just write something because I don't have anything interesting to write or say, or that would be interesting to read, I guess.

-digitaldelay

Too tired (lazy/unimaginative) for a title

Looking back on this little blog…it seems kind of empty. Then I realized that I was the kind of person who liked to dwell on the past. That, and also that I realized I was also the kind of person who had nothing else to do.

My computer recently crashed. I got that “blue screen of doom”, and I figured that that must be akin to a computer instantaneously combusting. I might have just rebooted Windows (XP, mind you) onto it again, and start all over, but a relative advised that I should just get a new computer, which is something that I’m trying to do something about. Maybe one with a, ha, better graphics card, to perhaps attempt to do that thing nerds do on their computers all the time (no, not that, and if you’re not thinking of that, then, just no to whatever). So, I am relegated to .borrowing. my brothers computer (whose keyboard I just hate, I should say dislike, just with a deep, deep passion) every now and then, although no where near enough.

Thus, in my pitifully un-pathetic boredom, I have been relegated to doing things that I would not usually do on any other given day, which is, anything worthwhile. These mindless, despicable tasks including coming up with a random ditty here and there, reading, cleaning (tidying) up, and daydreaming (although I admit, I do that plenty of daydreaming already).

Although the thing I am thinking of the most here is reading. Ah, it is a thing I haven’t done in much consistency since I was a young lad. Yet here I am, having just finished The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. It is a truly magnificent book if not a slightly demoralizing (hooray for dictionary/thesaurus.com, for those of us who are not entirely familiar with the workings of this horrid thing called English) book. For some reason it slightly scared me in ways. But one of the things it said was that wrongs can sometimes creep up on one’s actual outside features, such as the eyes, the hands, etc. Well, being a perfectly logical person, I went, “ What the jhjieu? My fingers are kinda crooked, just look at my pinky fingers! And great ghost of those not in the grave, my teeth are kind of jagged too…” And so, I just figured I was just a really big asshole, at least more so than usual.

Which ends one of my biggest, say nothings (I ..dislike that phrase), of all time, probably tied right up there with all the other things I’ve ever said/written.

maybe i should come up with a proper title from now on, or not....


-digitaldelay

Hysterical Deliria

There’s only one way to settle an office dispute of epic proportions……..Office War!

[Man With Two Brains]
(Well then The Man With Two Brains says "It's a science
I've got one for my actions, one for my conscience)

That’d be pretty freaky if we had two brains. Each one is cooperating with the other, yet still completely different beings. Does that mean there are two separate people, or just one, with its faculties split up into to two? One brain for your actions, which means it doesn’t care at all about what happens. The other brain is for your consequences, it does the dirty work in other words. It cleans up the messes the stupid action brains does. Still, if they cooperate, then they could possibly act like one brain, in a way. Maybe it’s just as Jack O’Neill says it, “I’m gonna lose it, it means go crazy, nuts, insane, bonzo, no longer in posession of one’s faculties, three fries short of a happy meal, wacko!”

((It will be OK)
I don't know about that (It's the American way)
Yeah, maybe that's where it's at (You were raised that way)
The Europeans say (The Man With Two Brains))

I’m sure the rest of the world probably thinks America is wacko. But then again, we think the rest of the world is wacko too. That’s how we grew up, and maybe that’s how it’s going to be for a long time.

Congrats to the Celtics, after a serious punch to the head of a Lakers team that lost its center of gravity with a score of 131-92.

Helium balloons can get annoying, pretty much only when the float away, or run out of helium though.

Alexander the Great ******* conquered people. Yes, so did the Romans, or Genghis Khan, but who has the word ‘great’ in their name? Alexander the Great was who. Which is why he’s so...great? He either brought people together, or was a bloody mad man, either way.

Iron Man had the chance to be, or was, a good movie, until Iron Man never really fought in a mumbo jumbo kick-butt finale fight scene. SPOILER ALERT!...he told some girl to press a stupid switch…wow…

According to this list, the most badass stunt ever performed in the name of science is when Werner Forssmann cut his arm, and stuck a catheter up into his heart. Then he walked over to the X-Ray room and well, got an X-ray? Wow, that dude was insane, but 27 years after he got fired, he won a Nobel Prize. I’d want to post that whole article here, but it’s too long…and hilarious, for my article. This stunt beat plenty of others, guys drinking stomach-eating bacteria, and another dude who stuck himself in a rocket with a few rocket engines latched to it to test the effect of Gs on pilot’s bodies.

What’s a balaclava?!

MythBusters

Whose Line Is It Anyway?
I want them to wake up in the morning to read that headline that says……It’s time for your sponge bath! I want them to feel so...dirty about this that they want to clean themselves!

My pants….metal!

You don’t trust in yourself
For at least one minute each day

I shouldn’t go when I feel this building,
I shouldn’t go
But I can’t really help it
When I feel this
Pressure

hahaha....very funny...

-digitaldelay