Saturday, October 18, 2003
Ok so I never do these, but I figured I'd follow Gerry's lead (and old standby) and fill one out. I propose that Gerry do one entry that talks about one of the following: 1) Cape Breton 2) Libraries 3) Books
Anyway here it goes:
1. WHAT IS YOUR Middle name?
Hot Rod
2. WHAT kind of PANTS ARE YOU WEARING
and what color?
These totally fucking cheap Jonathan G jeans that are blue and that I purchased at Valu Village. I think they're supposed to be Guess knock-offs
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT
NOW?
Sebutones 50/50 Where It Counts, I, unlike Gerry, personally do not know anyone in this band
4. WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR
PHONE NUMBER?
not 8595...we are not the movie phone fuckers
5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE:
Salt and Vinegar chips
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR
WOULD YOU BE?
Pink...Pink Crayon
7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW?
It is nice. It's a lovely fall day.
8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE
PHONE?
A conducter looking for Penderecki scores
9. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT
THE OPPOSITE SEX?
Are they wearing a wrist watch? What sort of wrist watch is it? You can always trust someone with a large wrist watch
10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT
YOU THIS?
Friendster is a great way for me to feel like people care about me
11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
I'm well, and I have a lot of work to do. That explains why I'm doing this.
12. FAVORITE DRINK?
Chai Lattes (I never ever ever thought I'd drink something with 'latte' in its name, joke's on me I suppose. I also enjoy Blue Sky Rootbeers and Apple Juice (the real kind that is murky looking)
13. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?
Vodka and lime juice
14. FAVORITE SPORTS/FITNESS?
Riding my bike, baseball, hockey, soccer
15. HAIR COLOR?
Brown
16. EYE COLOR?
Blue-grey
17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
No, but my msn contact list is huge, I'm in demand
18. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES?
God-??
Zeus from No Holds Barred-Older than me
19. FAVORITE MONTH?
No idea
20. FAVORITE FOOD?
What do you mean by food? Do you mean dish? or do you mean naturally occurring foodstuff? It makes no goddamned sense.
21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Blue Crush
"Are you wearing my cologne?"
22. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?
I praise God for every day, I do not favour one he has made over another
23. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE
OUT?
I don't think so
24. DO YOU LIKE SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY
ENDINGS?
What a dumb question, I suppose that every question in this survey is a dumb question
25. SUMMER OR WINTER?
I'm not sure. I think I like winter more. I like dressing in layers and you can't do that in the summer. Damn I'm shallow.
26. HUGS OR KISSES?
Hugs are more intimate
28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?
I see no colours. I'm a neo-liberal
29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO
WRITE BACK?
to this piece of shit? no
32. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?
I just finished Chester Brown's I Never Liked You
I'm in the middle of Ward Churchill's Fantasies of the Master Race
33. WHAT'S ON YOUR SCREEN SAVER?
black...like my soul
34. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?
Risk, Trivial Pursuit, Scrabble
35. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT?
Radi Show, Tempura and Sushi at Sukiyaki, Delightful Times Spent with Delightful Company
36. FAVORITE SMELLS?
I sort of like it when rain hits pavement. It stinks, but I like it.
37. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK
OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?
Only 380 days left of my sentence
38. FAVORITE ALBUM TITLE? (JUST THE
TITLE, REGARDLESS OF THE MUSIC)
It's Fucking Groundhog Day, Again
39. EVER BREAK SOMEONE'S HEART?
Maybe? Sure
40. DO YOU SMOKE? IF YES, PLEASE
ELABORATE:
I do not smoke
41. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY?
I'm horrible at returning mail and email. That's not even a quality, but it's a chance for me to say that I am avoiding at least one person because I forgot to make them a mixed cd after they made me a really spectacular one. I'm sure if the person reads this they'll know who they are. I'm such a blockhead.
42. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY?
I can command savage beasts to do my biding. When I was living at home my dad use to have this black mesh hat that had neon writing that read "Savage Beast". He used to wear it while mowing the lawn.
43. HAVE ANY NICKNAMES?
Boss, Chief, Bud, Guy, Fella, Sir
44. ARE YOU HAPPY?
sure
46. ARE YOU HORNY?
ever? now? yesterday? please specify
Anyway here it goes:
1. WHAT IS YOUR Middle name?
Hot Rod
2. WHAT kind of PANTS ARE YOU WEARING
and what color?
These totally fucking cheap Jonathan G jeans that are blue and that I purchased at Valu Village. I think they're supposed to be Guess knock-offs
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT
NOW?
Sebutones 50/50 Where It Counts, I, unlike Gerry, personally do not know anyone in this band
4. WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR
PHONE NUMBER?
not 8595...we are not the movie phone fuckers
5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE:
Salt and Vinegar chips
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR
WOULD YOU BE?
Pink...Pink Crayon
7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW?
It is nice. It's a lovely fall day.
8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE
PHONE?
A conducter looking for Penderecki scores
9. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT
THE OPPOSITE SEX?
Are they wearing a wrist watch? What sort of wrist watch is it? You can always trust someone with a large wrist watch
10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT
YOU THIS?
Friendster is a great way for me to feel like people care about me
11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY?
I'm well, and I have a lot of work to do. That explains why I'm doing this.
12. FAVORITE DRINK?
Chai Lattes (I never ever ever thought I'd drink something with 'latte' in its name, joke's on me I suppose. I also enjoy Blue Sky Rootbeers and Apple Juice (the real kind that is murky looking)
13. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?
Vodka and lime juice
14. FAVORITE SPORTS/FITNESS?
Riding my bike, baseball, hockey, soccer
15. HAIR COLOR?
Brown
16. EYE COLOR?
Blue-grey
17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
No, but my msn contact list is huge, I'm in demand
18. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES?
God-??
Zeus from No Holds Barred-Older than me
19. FAVORITE MONTH?
No idea
20. FAVORITE FOOD?
What do you mean by food? Do you mean dish? or do you mean naturally occurring foodstuff? It makes no goddamned sense.
21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Blue Crush
"Are you wearing my cologne?"
22. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?
I praise God for every day, I do not favour one he has made over another
23. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE
OUT?
I don't think so
24. DO YOU LIKE SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY
ENDINGS?
What a dumb question, I suppose that every question in this survey is a dumb question
25. SUMMER OR WINTER?
I'm not sure. I think I like winter more. I like dressing in layers and you can't do that in the summer. Damn I'm shallow.
26. HUGS OR KISSES?
Hugs are more intimate
28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?
I see no colours. I'm a neo-liberal
29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO
WRITE BACK?
to this piece of shit? no
32. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?
I just finished Chester Brown's I Never Liked You
I'm in the middle of Ward Churchill's Fantasies of the Master Race
33. WHAT'S ON YOUR SCREEN SAVER?
black...like my soul
34. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?
Risk, Trivial Pursuit, Scrabble
35. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT?
Radi Show, Tempura and Sushi at Sukiyaki, Delightful Times Spent with Delightful Company
36. FAVORITE SMELLS?
I sort of like it when rain hits pavement. It stinks, but I like it.
37. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK
OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?
Only 380 days left of my sentence
38. FAVORITE ALBUM TITLE? (JUST THE
TITLE, REGARDLESS OF THE MUSIC)
It's Fucking Groundhog Day, Again
39. EVER BREAK SOMEONE'S HEART?
Maybe? Sure
40. DO YOU SMOKE? IF YES, PLEASE
ELABORATE:
I do not smoke
41. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY?
I'm horrible at returning mail and email. That's not even a quality, but it's a chance for me to say that I am avoiding at least one person because I forgot to make them a mixed cd after they made me a really spectacular one. I'm sure if the person reads this they'll know who they are. I'm such a blockhead.
42. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY?
I can command savage beasts to do my biding. When I was living at home my dad use to have this black mesh hat that had neon writing that read "Savage Beast". He used to wear it while mowing the lawn.
43. HAVE ANY NICKNAMES?
Boss, Chief, Bud, Guy, Fella, Sir
44. ARE YOU HAPPY?
sure
46. ARE YOU HORNY?
ever? now? yesterday? please specify
I have nothing but hate in my heart
I went to see Chester Brown (Yummy Fur/Louis Riel) and Ho Che Anderson (King) speak on Thursday night, they actually ended up reading from their works which was a lot less interesting. I suppose comic books or graphic novels, which are so graphics heavy, do not lend themselves well to public 'readings'.
Brown seem to belittle his own work, by glossing over its greater themes. He was a delightful, quiet man who had a nervous charm, but it worked to his disadvantage. I thought Riel was probably one of the better works released by Drawn and Quarterly in the last few years and certainly one of the most ambitious, it's unfortunate that wasn't conveyed to the audience. I suppose people lose interest if you just narrate 'action' strips ("and here Schultz jumps from a window" "and Schultz says 'lucky for me, someone left these boxes here'"). The material he choose didn't support his thesis very well (that Riel was a man first and foremost rather than a villian or a hero), and that's too bad as most people in the audience didn't seem to be the already converted.
Anderson fared a little bit better as he choose panels and dialogue that portrayed King as a man who had his weaknesses and failings. The best thing he said all night was (before he started research on this project) "I thought King was a pussy."
Neither really touched much on graphic novels/comics as a medium, which was unfortunate. I think people still think of comic books as funny books or strictly the domain of superheros, rather than as artworks. From the number of chuckles and people rolling their eyes in the audience, it seems that the majority of the people there that night, still feel that way.
It was good to see Chester Brown speak and be in the same room with someone whose work I truly admire, but I did leave feeling rather disappointed (I didn't end up with autograph I wanted), it was a trend in the night that would continue.
Sometimes it's the anticipation of an event that's the most satisfying. When you're anticipating something it always has the potential to be awesome, it always has the potential to be the best ever. If you anticipate a vacation, it will always have the potential of being the best vacation ever. If I anticipate game seven of the ALCS perpetually, the Red Sox will always have a chance to make it to the World Series. I suppose I should subscribe to the "nothing ventured, nothing gained" school of thought, but it's hard when you're treated to a night of disappointments.
I snuck out early during the Q and A and headed back to work and checked out the score in the Red Sox-Yankees game. The Red Sox were up by three runs and were 6 (Yankee outs) from the World Series when I left work. It's a 15 minutes bike ride from work to home and I thought "How much trouble can they get into in 1 and 1/2 innings?"
Knowing the Red Sox I should have known the answer.
I'm not sure why I like the Red Sox or why I've been waiting patiently 15-16 years to see them in the World Series. I suppose it could just be the effects of having spent plenty of summers in Maine. It doesn't matter that the Red Sox are from Boston, all of New England is Red Sox Nation. When you're 8 years old, who you are is determined as much by what you like as what you're like, so I latched on to the Red Sox. I thought that any team with this many supporters has to be a winner. My logic was obviously flawed.
I got home in 20 minutes, I stopped by the grocery store to pick up mix for a drunken roommate (Mike) and a drinking houseguest (Jessica), by that time the Red Sox were now facing a tied game in the bottom of the ninth.
I saw Mike Timlin retire the side in the bottom of the ninth, I saw Tim Wakefield retire the side in the bottom of the tenth, I also saw the Red Sox manage one scoring threat in two innings. I downed the equivalent of a pint of vodka in jello shooters to dull my senses. I knew they were going to blow out. Against my better wishes and due to the perpetual chiding of my anxious roommate, we headed out quickly to the bar hoping I'd be able to catch the Yankees at bat in the bottom of the eleventh. I was greeted by "your team lost". That realization every fall that the Red Sox season has ended is always followed by the thought that there is always next year.
I went to see Chester Brown (Yummy Fur/Louis Riel) and Ho Che Anderson (King) speak on Thursday night, they actually ended up reading from their works which was a lot less interesting. I suppose comic books or graphic novels, which are so graphics heavy, do not lend themselves well to public 'readings'.
Brown seem to belittle his own work, by glossing over its greater themes. He was a delightful, quiet man who had a nervous charm, but it worked to his disadvantage. I thought Riel was probably one of the better works released by Drawn and Quarterly in the last few years and certainly one of the most ambitious, it's unfortunate that wasn't conveyed to the audience. I suppose people lose interest if you just narrate 'action' strips ("and here Schultz jumps from a window" "and Schultz says 'lucky for me, someone left these boxes here'"). The material he choose didn't support his thesis very well (that Riel was a man first and foremost rather than a villian or a hero), and that's too bad as most people in the audience didn't seem to be the already converted.
Anderson fared a little bit better as he choose panels and dialogue that portrayed King as a man who had his weaknesses and failings. The best thing he said all night was (before he started research on this project) "I thought King was a pussy."
Neither really touched much on graphic novels/comics as a medium, which was unfortunate. I think people still think of comic books as funny books or strictly the domain of superheros, rather than as artworks. From the number of chuckles and people rolling their eyes in the audience, it seems that the majority of the people there that night, still feel that way.
It was good to see Chester Brown speak and be in the same room with someone whose work I truly admire, but I did leave feeling rather disappointed (I didn't end up with autograph I wanted), it was a trend in the night that would continue.
Sometimes it's the anticipation of an event that's the most satisfying. When you're anticipating something it always has the potential to be awesome, it always has the potential to be the best ever. If you anticipate a vacation, it will always have the potential of being the best vacation ever. If I anticipate game seven of the ALCS perpetually, the Red Sox will always have a chance to make it to the World Series. I suppose I should subscribe to the "nothing ventured, nothing gained" school of thought, but it's hard when you're treated to a night of disappointments.
I snuck out early during the Q and A and headed back to work and checked out the score in the Red Sox-Yankees game. The Red Sox were up by three runs and were 6 (Yankee outs) from the World Series when I left work. It's a 15 minutes bike ride from work to home and I thought "How much trouble can they get into in 1 and 1/2 innings?"
Knowing the Red Sox I should have known the answer.
I'm not sure why I like the Red Sox or why I've been waiting patiently 15-16 years to see them in the World Series. I suppose it could just be the effects of having spent plenty of summers in Maine. It doesn't matter that the Red Sox are from Boston, all of New England is Red Sox Nation. When you're 8 years old, who you are is determined as much by what you like as what you're like, so I latched on to the Red Sox. I thought that any team with this many supporters has to be a winner. My logic was obviously flawed.
I got home in 20 minutes, I stopped by the grocery store to pick up mix for a drunken roommate (Mike) and a drinking houseguest (Jessica), by that time the Red Sox were now facing a tied game in the bottom of the ninth.
I saw Mike Timlin retire the side in the bottom of the ninth, I saw Tim Wakefield retire the side in the bottom of the tenth, I also saw the Red Sox manage one scoring threat in two innings. I downed the equivalent of a pint of vodka in jello shooters to dull my senses. I knew they were going to blow out. Against my better wishes and due to the perpetual chiding of my anxious roommate, we headed out quickly to the bar hoping I'd be able to catch the Yankees at bat in the bottom of the eleventh. I was greeted by "your team lost". That realization every fall that the Red Sox season has ended is always followed by the thought that there is always next year.
