Wednesday, November 05, 2003
I'm back in Alberta, with a nice cut on my shin, a fat and bruised lip, and a tooth with nerves that still seem fried.
The plane ride was interesting if only for the fact that there was a non stop parade of passengers to and from the washroom for about 40 minutes. One of those passengers apparently doesn't know how to aim, and when I speak of aiming I'm not talking about aiming the urine nozzle. When people talk about how flying is a luxury, they're fucking lying. I've travelled on dozens of buses and I've almost pissed on myself, but while using their washroom facilities I've never had to contend with the feces of another passenger.
During the flight someone passed around a pen, a pad of paper, and a mini Saskatchewan Roughriders helmet. You were suppose to write down your thoughts on the helmet. Which seems totally asinine, so of course I took part. I wrote "Why was it in a league of less than 10 teams, did they feel a need to have two teams named 'Roughriders' (I'm fully aware that there's a spelling difference, but that's no excuse)" and then that sort of plagued my thoughts for the rest of the trip...it just seems so fucking stupid.
A lot of people say things like "Well I'm not a big football fan, but _____ is my team if I have to pick one", I'm not religious, but the Catholic Church is the one I root for. I mean it's totally archaic and repressed, but if they go head to head with the local synagogue or the Anglican church, then I'm pulling for the pope posse. If one of the 'Roughriders' teams had to change their name back when they were both still in existence, I was pulling for Ottawa, they had a much better design aesthetic. Or at least when I was three I thought that a red galloping horse across the front of a baseball t-shirt looked pretty rad.
The plane ride was interesting if only for the fact that there was a non stop parade of passengers to and from the washroom for about 40 minutes. One of those passengers apparently doesn't know how to aim, and when I speak of aiming I'm not talking about aiming the urine nozzle. When people talk about how flying is a luxury, they're fucking lying. I've travelled on dozens of buses and I've almost pissed on myself, but while using their washroom facilities I've never had to contend with the feces of another passenger.
During the flight someone passed around a pen, a pad of paper, and a mini Saskatchewan Roughriders helmet. You were suppose to write down your thoughts on the helmet. Which seems totally asinine, so of course I took part. I wrote "Why was it in a league of less than 10 teams, did they feel a need to have two teams named 'Roughriders' (I'm fully aware that there's a spelling difference, but that's no excuse)" and then that sort of plagued my thoughts for the rest of the trip...it just seems so fucking stupid.
A lot of people say things like "Well I'm not a big football fan, but _____ is my team if I have to pick one", I'm not religious, but the Catholic Church is the one I root for. I mean it's totally archaic and repressed, but if they go head to head with the local synagogue or the Anglican church, then I'm pulling for the pope posse. If one of the 'Roughriders' teams had to change their name back when they were both still in existence, I was pulling for Ottawa, they had a much better design aesthetic. Or at least when I was three I thought that a red galloping horse across the front of a baseball t-shirt looked pretty rad.
# posted by Die Brucke @ 6:14 PM 
