The Dave Chronicles

If music be the food of love, sing on

2007-01-26T14:56:00.000-08:00

If music be the food of love,
sing on till I am fill'd with joy;
for then my list'ning soul you move
with pleasures that can never cloy,
your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
that you are music ev'rywhere.

Pleasures invade both eye and ear,
so fierce the transports are, they wound,
and all my senses feasted are,
tho' yet the treat is only sound.
Sure I must perish by our charms,
unless you save me in your arms.

-Colonel Henry Heveningham

mmm... Henry Purcell wrote a great musical arrangement for that poem in 1690...

Out of time, post later

We are all responsible for our own ARTGASM

2006-12-12T17:22:00.000-08:00

It's been a while, I have no excuses.

I went to a workshop last night... I walked out feeling very open.. emotional... and ready to tackle the world. Glad that's gone now. Maybe...

I'll write more about whats going on in my life later. This is for Ali, hope you're feeling better.

-What I got out of this workshop-

If you feel nervous, you're not prepared. A person who is prepared will feel excitement about what they're doing. An actor will go over a script or monologue 250 times before they feel like they might be able to do it right. Go over 2-3 lines every 30 minutes. Then you'll be prepared if you're handed a sudden script change, or a new situation.

Funny is money. Bring something that reflects you. If you're a geeky sort of person, don't read a monologue from Don Juan Demarco. Read something you can relate to, so you have that foundation of emotion to draw upon.

Think of opposites. Don't just read a war script as a serious drama, perhaps laugh a bit and have it like a comedy. Roberto Benigni won an Oscar for Life is Beautiful for finding the humour in a jewish concentration camp.

Always come from somewhere. Don't walk into a room, set yourself, take a minute, look down, then start your monologue, the audience will know you're acting. Leave, then come back in as your character. Make them believe you aren't who you really are.

Don't talk too slowly during your monologue. We aren't hearing impaired, and we aren't mentally challenged. When you sound like William Shatner seducing some 3 breasted alien woman, you could drive a truck through those pauses. Do your actions while you're speaking.

Don't lose your voice. Be clear, don't withdraw into a whisper.

When going into an audition, be quick, be busy. Create a FTC for yourself a "False Time Constraint", act like you have to be somewhere, you are doing the Casting Directors a favor by taking time out of your day and memorizing their script. You're not a desperate actor, with all the time in the world. You're not there to be friendly. When you walk into that room, go in thinking "What do you have that I want?" If you're nit-picking about your lines or script, you're not prepared enough.

When you're reading your script or monologue, talk TO somebody, make a relationship in your mind, have them BE the character you're talking to. Be a good time "be fun". People will want to be around somebody who's upbeat.

Play to win. Don't just play to not lose.

If you're tough on yourself, the world will also be tough on you. People feel your insecurity. Go in thinking that you deserve it, and it will show.

Your job is to change the molecules in the room. Do not merely be a reactor to the things around you. Generate reactions. Do not be the person going home after an audition thinking.. "If only I had done this". Do it. The only thing stopping you is your own insecurity.

Do an audition so that you make sure that the reason you're not cast for the part wasn't you. It was something else like, age, height, weight, or something you can't control. You can control how you do in an audition.

When doing a monologue, do something that you love, something you're passionate about. Never stop and ask to start again if you've made a mistake. You're wasting everybody's time.

Think of doing a script as storytelling, make it personal, make it passionate, and make it specific. Sit back, relax, take the stage, make the audience lean in and come to you. Don't lean forwards to go to them. Stay in the script.

Break habits

Be open

You're doing a DRAMA. Don't pick something you're comfortable with. Don't pick an english script and speak in a canadian or american accent. Break out of your comfort level. Reach for it, don't bring it down. If you're doing something from a well known movie. Don't just strive to be as good as the actor doing it, aim to surpass them. Be simple. Don't self-reject.

HUMOUR, MISCHIEF, VULNERABILITY, DANGER.

Do your homework, don't just do a script, know the characters, know the circumstances in their history that makes them who they are. Know the history of the area the scene is taking place in. Fill your head with knowledge.

"When you look at an actor and see the light shining through their eyes, make sure it isn't from the sun shining through the hole in the back of their head."

Imagine the career that you want, and you will get it. Actors on the screen may not be terribly talented, you may think that you could do that scene better than they did. But they got that part because they believed in themselves to get it. They are simple. They think they can do it better than anybody else can. Get an ego.

If you treat yourself well, others will too.

Love yourself enough to get what you want.

If there is tension in your voice, there is tension in my ear.

If there is tension in your body, there is tension in my eye.

RELAX.

Change yourself to stimulate your imagination. Go into an audition wearing a boxers if you normally wear briefs, or wear your girlfriend/boyfriends underwear. That change will break you out of your comfortable rut, and stir your imagination.

AWARENESS

Love takes TIME.

Raise your "Joy-Tolerance", let down your walls, nothing gets through a wall, thats why they are called walls. Let yourself feel. A baby comes into this world without walls. They cry as loud as they can, they will pee on you and then laugh. Life makes us build barriers and wall off ourselves.

Know what "turns you on".

All art stems from a Point of View.

RELAXATION, CONCENTRATION, IMAGINATION.

If you're relaxed and know your material, you can concentrate on it. When you can concentrate, you can begin to let your imagination roam free.

The head, the heart, the hips. These are the three things that make our decisions for us. Logic, Love, and Lust. If I used my head more than my hips... Ah, nevermind.

Awknowledge your shadow. With the nice voice in your head telling you that you will succeed, is the bad voice that's telling you that you're going to make a fool out of yourself and that you will fail. Awknowledge this voice. Don't ignore it. To become fearless, you must face your fear.

IMPORTANCE

I ACT TO BE EXPRESSIVE, NOT IMPRESSIVE.

You're not acting to show off your skills. Actors seem to love the sound of their own voice. Take away the desire to "act". Empathize and express yourself.

When you're faced with change, you struggle, you put up your fists to fight it. Stop. Put your hands to your sides, open your hands palms outwards.

"You have to have open palms to receive."

Hmmm.. delicious... I hope somebody understood what I wrote.

I'm going to try to have more artgasms...

This had a tremendous capacity for things going wrong

2006-10-10T12:51:00.000-07:00

These are the days of our lives.

Kind of.. I lie. Another day another dollar.

Saw myself in X-Men 3, had to pause to do so.. because within a second, my head ducks away and I turn from the camera. Metaphor for life? Naaaah.

So halloween's coming up. What better way to celebrate a pagan holiday than to dress up perversely, indulge in far too much sugar, and do lewd things? Maybe I can put my sword to use! GLEE! A real sword... sicko's.

Limbo is boring. You lay back and the world begins to consume you.

Hum, semi-productive day at work. Nary much more to say about that.

Maybe i'll do karaoke tonight... or maybe i'll just slip home into sweet oblivion.

Back in the fold

2006-09-25T12:12:00.000-07:00

Hmm.. *peeks head in*

Well it's been quiet huh? Sucks to be me. Haven't posted in a month. Actually sucks to be you guys who actually check this thing and find no updates.

Nice and easy September I guess. Started working full time 10-6 Monday to Friday. This devours my soul. My workday is split between Cowie and Fox Creative Inc. and Blink Management. Cowie and Fox is a creative ad company, I don't do any sort of interesting work here. I've just been put on for a 3-month contract to input their accounting numbers in the computer. So I've had to catch up on 9 months of paperwork previous to this month. Imagine sitting at a computer all day looking over invoices and expenses, then categorizing them into excel. Yippee! Blink Management is the talent agency where i'm represented. Basically my agent has needed to be out of the office for a while, and I'm covering all the office work that needs to be done while she's out and working from home submitting etc. On the plus side, I get to experience the ins and outs of talent agency work. How many and what sorts of projects are going in and out. And read scripts and storyboards for upcoming projects. It would be cooler if I could tell anybody about these things, but that would be leaking priviledged information to the public which would cost me my job.

Humm... on an impulse buy I got myself a Nintendo DS. Its good to keep me busy while commuting to and from work on the bus. Note to self in the future though.. Don't play the DS while standing on a moving bus as it is easy to get lurched forward and unbalanced when bus is making sudden stops. Luckily an old woman was there to prevent me from falling and hurting. I didn't fall on her. punks.. I know you were all thinking that. She just pushed me back upright as I was about to lurch and fall... near her. Yeah.

Also kind of feeling like a lump. I don't go out as much as I used to. This is mostly due to the fact that I work in the morning now, and feel like getting a good night's sleep. And I was broke for a while so that wasn't conducive to evenings out. How do regular people live like this? Working a normal schedule five days out of the week. What I'm living isn't the lifestyle I enjoy.

Ever realize that you should have died a long long time ago? Seriously. If it weren't for modern medicine and devices, over 75% of the worlds "first world" population wouldn't be here. I mean, I eat too much, and am not in terribly good shape. I've taken anti-biotics for ear infections. My eyes would have had me killed ages ago. I would have sat on a bear or something. So the modern world has permitted me to live. But what am I doing with this life? I lack direction. I enjoy doing many things, but I have no career path that I'm striving to fulfill.

I should make a list of all the things that I want to do in the near future... though I have no idea how to prioritize this list.
1. Move out of my parents house
2. Get a car
3. Find a job that would be able to support option 1 and 2
4. Find something that I'm passionate about
5. Finish school (?)
6. Take acting classes
7. Write a book
8. Become independant

Each of the things have a whole lot of sub-lists.. moving out would be interesting as I'd have to convince my chinese parents to accept the fact that i'm not just a kid with no-direction. I know they love me and are just looking out for me, but at the same time the way they coddle me and keep me dependant on them isn't really conducive to me becoming independant. Of course this is mostly my own fault as I'm letting myself become dependant on them as it's really easier than going out and becoming independant on my own. Path of least resistance and all.

On an odder note. Watched Uwe Boll beat the crap out of 4 of his critics on Saturday. Yeah, that's the way to get them to like you.. throw a punch at them. Though admittedly they kind of deserved it. They had months to prepare for the boxing match, and obviously none of them had even tried to train for it. Dr. Boll has boxed amateurly/semi-pro for about 15 years. Sure he's 41 and not in the best shape now, but he'll still kick your ass given the opportunity. You trash talk him and don't think he's going to hit you hard? Silly critics. People praised "Lowtax" (Webmaster of SomethingAwful.com) for making light of the whole thing, even though he wasn't prepared, he thought this whole thing was a publicity stunt and was quite shocked when Uwe hit him as hard as he did, he threw in the towel after two minutes. I find the fact that he became angry because Uwe hit him hard as just silly. The man challenged you to a boxing match. You accepted. Didn't really train for over three months, got your ass kicked, and are now sore that he took the fight seriously and you lasted less than two minutes? The duel is a long standing tradition. It's honorable. In the whole cavemannish way of beating the crap out of two people. Its a violent way to settle a matter between supposed gentlemen. Personally I take challenges seriously and will fight if it becomes apparent that it isn't a terrible idea to do so. In all honesty I've only not been able to talk my way out of one fight in my life. And even though I "beat" the person, I never threw a punch, and just submitted him on the ground. Still, a fight, is a fight, is a fight. Don't walk into an arena of battle without some sort of focus and goal of something you wish to accomplish in your mind, or you won't walk back out.

Bleh. Talked to much now. Leave some comments and i'll try to respond to them when I can. That way I'll know what I type is worth typing since it's being read.

the asian bear knows

2006-08-24T02:04:00.000-07:00

I have had it with these motherfucking snakes, and this motherfucking plane!

Heh, watched Snakes on a Plane tonight.. crazy movie. If you've ever wondered how many different places a snake could bite you... watch this movie and wonder no longer.

Bottoms are made out of springs.

2006-08-20T20:19:00.000-07:00

Why do girls have such awesome bottoms? Anyways.. I'm being a pig.

What an interesting week..

Saw Dead Man's Chest again...

A couple of things bothered me though.

Ending on a cliffhanger of sorts-

Ugh. Why go The Matrix route? They get a smash first film, and when they decide to go "trilogy", they say "Hey! I know! We can make the last two films one long film!". At least the Matrix Reloaded/Revolutions were filmed to come out only a few (six?) months apart from eachother. I don't believe they did this with the Pirates films. Which means we're waiting a year for the next one. Correct me if I'm wrong. (I stand corrected. They did film both movies simultaenously, but it will still be a year between release.)

Reusing old jokes-

I liked the bit when Elizabeth shows up and Jack says "Hide the rum!". That was a cute throwback to the first film. But all the other rehashed jokes were completely unecessary. George Lucas sort of did the same thing with his prequels, throwing in all this shit from the original movies. It's like "Ok, the audience are all fucking morons, so we have to put in all this stuff from the original films, or they're going to forget that they're watching the same series of movies". Gimme a break.

Other than that, the movie was outstanding. The last bit with Jack gave me goosebumps, and I loved the very end, even if I'm fustrated to be left hanging like that.

Just my $0.02.

pollination in progress

2006-08-16T16:42:00.000-07:00

"The Goats and the Bees, are flying in the trees"

The bitterest words said over the grave, are words left unsaid, and deeds left undone.

KABOOM.. That is how the bear deals with problems

2006-08-14T15:48:00.000-07:00

I'm in the process of opening my emotions. It's an interesting task. I'm finding myself happier at some times, and yet more depressed in others. Maybe this is how people develop bipolar tendencies.

Sing me to Heaven

2006-08-13T09:02:00.000-07:00

"In my heart's sequestered chambers lie truths stripped of poet's gloss

words alone are vain and vacant, and my heart is mute.

In response to aging silence, memory summons half-heard voices

And my soul finds primal eloquence and wraps me in song, wraps me in song.

If you would comfort me, sing me a lullaby

If you would win my heart, sing me a love song

If you would mourn me and bring me to God, sing me a requiem,

sing me to heaven

Touch in me all love and passion, pain and pleasure

touch in me grief and comfort, love and passion, pain and pleasure...

love me, comfort me, bring me to God,

sing me a love song, sing me to heaven..."

Have heart young one

2006-08-12T03:55:00.000-07:00

I've missed a few days I know... it's been a nice couple of days though. I've been out a bit.. drank.. had some fun.

Eternity

2006-08-09T20:22:00.000-07:00

My eyes like stars look into the deepening sky,
Shining ever upon the humble Earth,
Their gaze settling upon one of worth.
Watching over her wherever she might lie.

Beams of starlight reach for her this night,
Arms that wrap around her peaceful form,
Caressing her and shielding her from any storm,
Ever she lies, guarded by my stars bright light.

My all, my love, ever her eyes glimmer,
Tears formed of joy are what in her future lays,
Warm arms to hold and words to light her days,
Mein shatze, ich liebe dich, für immer.

Though ever she lies, the mountains apart,
My thoughts forever to follow my heart.

Waking up

2006-08-08T18:56:00.000-07:00

Where have you gone? -No- don't tell me-
I think that I shouldn't know.
I'd just let it burrow inside me.
So I'll leave you alone, let you go.

They say, "You were just born of desire -
That it was right that you leave,
It's time to grow up" - the truth hurts, I don't know,
I trusted - You made me believe.

Where Can I go to keep you beside me?
What else do I need to give?
What can I do? I begged you to love me,
Without you I'd rather not live.

You were everything I ever wanted -
Til then I was lost in a mist.
Then you came up to me - showed me you weren't a dream -
Now I sit here, missing your kiss.

It was just me and you - but I think that I knew,
You were something that couldn't be had.
The music we wove was delightful,
But now when I sing it, I'm sad.

Then came hurdles, and struggles, and lovers,
Silent words, broken trusts and closed doors
But time healed all my wounds, and I'm waiting
For you to come round, I want more.

No one can love me like you did,
Nor fill in your place as my muse.
There's no way I'd ever forget you,
You're the only one I'd ever choose.

I have to accept that it's over,
There are no more words left to say.
So I'll stand up - and I'll face it.
And with God as my witness, I'll pray:

Wherever I go, you'll be there beside me,
Whatever you want, I will give.
Whatever I do, I pray that you'll love me.
With your song in my heart, I live.

All I want is for you to be happy,
In my heart you'll always be more.
I'll never regret, and I'll never forget
What we had,
I'm no longer sad.
I've let my heart soar.

An ember stamped out before it's time...

2006-08-07T20:50:00.000-07:00

This will be my last post for a while.

I've lost the desire to write.

always prepared for zombie invasion

2006-08-07T05:45:00.000-07:00

the sun comes so quickly when you're having fun

the science of boobage

2006-08-06T04:04:00.000-07:00

So I had a pretty average day today.

I spent some time placing a frying pan on a gas stove until it was red hot, and then I went around pressing said pan into the faces of nearby zombies, which would sear them into a charred, unrecognizable mess. Then I would take funny pictures as they flailed around blindly.

I beat one zombie senseless with a giant stuffed bear, while he was wearing a care bear mask.

And don't even get me started on the hidden katana.

chickionky

2006-08-04T15:17:00.000-07:00

the chickionky.. body of a chicken.. head of a monkey... it is generally considered to be the most evil creature in the universe...

glow like ninja

2006-08-03T18:05:00.000-07:00

Is this reality?

It's NOT reality...

Hmm.. I guess that will have to do..

Odd when a girl says "Normally I'd be backing away, but for some reason you're so impossibly likeable."

You have no idea how often I have to depend on that.

testing times

2006-08-03T03:50:00.000-07:00

I wonder if anybody actually reads the drivel I write.

Reading does wonders to calm a bored soul... Well.. i'm going back to reading. Maybe i'll write more later...

inappropriate name

2006-08-01T20:24:00.000-07:00

Ungh....

sleep is a luxury...

It's been fun getting more auditions... I went in as a 'fan' for Fantastic Four 2.. all the way down in Lions Gate Studios... big studio.. in North Van... pain in the arse to get to.

dig through the ditches

2006-08-01T00:02:00.000-07:00

4 hours of sleep.. then helping my cousin move does not a wonderful day make.

On the other hand, while waiting around at the new house, I was able to finish Shadow of the Giant. Good book by the way.

I've got mixed emotions about hearing that they've cast Heath Ledger as the Joker in the next Batman film. I was really pulling for Paul Bettany.. Sam Rockwell, Jude Law, and Robin Williams were also all rumored to be up for the part, but I suppose they've all sort of played that type of crazy bad guy role before. Heath Ledger has never played a part like this, so maybe he'll bring something unique to the film. And after Batman Begins, I trust Chris Nolan knows what he's doing.

I have a devil on my back.. I cannot die

palps chelicerae hypostome

2006-07-30T20:51:00.000-07:00

I am a dedicated roleplaying gamer... or I'm insane. Why else would I turn down an invitation to go shopping for fetish wear? No thanks beautiful, I'd rather pretend to be an elf. There are times when everybody needs a little help.. I might have just transcended into the realm of.. "geek that's never getting laid again.. ever.."

On the lighter side of things.. China's firework display was nice. Not quite as big and colourful as Italy's but there was more variety in the fireworks... and at one point they combusted several fireworks to look like a poofy heart.. and another set in the shape of a dragon! It was quite impressive.

Vancouver's a dull town without certain people in it. Well.. I find things to do, but it's not nearly as fulfilling.

it's going on

2006-07-29T12:10:00.000-07:00

It is time to grow a spine.. let it be ripped out and then consequently stuffed down a garbage disposal!

It's glorious that i'm dreaming again.. but today it's been too long since i've waken to remember it very well. Rest assured it probably involved a hot babe.. and me kickin butt and takin names.

At least I hope it did.

Need books to read.. or new ones at least.. see what happens.

It's saturday... China will be doing fireworks tonight.. I hope it doesn't rain.

an english students nights dream

2006-07-28T12:52:00.000-07:00

I love dreaming. So rarely do I remember them, but when I remember TWO in one night! My god... that was sweet.

The first involves an attack on a heavily fortified military base. I'm running about having a great time with a lady... (who's face I can't unblur for the life of me but it is somebody I know) however eventually we run into a base. I see the enemy coming from over the water. Leaving the lady in a safe place I run around activating the automatic pulse blasters... from front to back so they don't automatically fry me as i'm activating them. It turns out I have this jet pack ala I dunno... that old Nintendo game... Pilotwings.... the flames were green and everything. Now this is interesting since every time I dream about flying.. I dream about falling soon after... with this jetpack I had a controlled descent which is amazing. I hear the blasters open fire so I know the enemy's landed.. I fly over to the landing point and begin firing some sort of large laser cannon I conveniently picked up. Then I see her. A curly haired blonde Amazon (not in an attractive way) I fire at her with my weapon... it doesn't seem to phase her in the least! I fire at another enemy to make sure it works, and sure enough he gets blown away... but this woman just stalks towards me through all the blaster fire. I flee... trying to escape through the broken skylight with my jetpack... but I get snagged! This woman has grabbed my foot and keeps me from escaping. With one tug she pulls me back down into the building.. whereupon I wake up... and go DAMN.. i could have taken her!

My second dream takes place in an installation. I am some sort of alien creature I imagine. Thats the only way I can explain my grey/blue skin.. ability to fly.. and hair that is able to elongate to become a whip or tentacles.. I was escaping.. I had somehow gotten loose from my room.. I see a guard on the floor.. I can only guess that I took him down. I run to a large donut shaped room... with a thick circular piller in the centre.. I defeat several guards by whipping them senseless.. then float up to the ceiling to avoid fire through the door... then an aryan looking commander in a grey uniform comes in and traps me.. however I whip my head around.. my hair flying out all tentaclely.. causing him to let go... and I fly swiftly out the front door... which happens to be the back door to my actual house... I'm flying swiftly away.. gaining altitude.. looking back.. the commandant steps out the back door... holds his hand towards me... and then fires it! It streaks towards me with this long cable attached to it. Luckily I was very high and able to dodge this missile weapon flying at me. I fly higher and faster.. till I think.. wait.. won't it be harder for them to spot me if I'm flying closer to the ground, and just faster in one direction? So I do this.. i'm skimming over trees.. over tops of houses.. almost flying into walls.. I'm thinking this is great! I'm home free! As I'm flying along, suddenly I'm struck in the side by a dart! I'm slightly dazed, and am thinking... what the hell?!? then I see it.. it's a xenomorph.. a werewolf is running at an incredible speed, keeping up with me... this is when I curse the idea of flying closer to the ground... I get hit with three more darts and I plummet to the ground... my last thoughts being that I hope I don't get infected with lycanthrope.. then I wake up.

I'm sure I could have told these dreams in a much more interesting way, I just wanted to get what I remembered down as quickly as possible.

Any possible interpretations from anybody?

boom town

2006-07-27T23:39:00.000-07:00

A bored Dave... is a dangerous Dave...

Went to Tojo's tonight.. delicious sushi.. saw Danny DeVito... had to convince myself not to lick his feet.

I was just thinking about how animals can be microchipped... if a pet gets lost, all animal services has to do is pass a scanner over it, and immediately they'll know where they live and how to contact the owners... this got me thinking a little bit... how come we don't microchip humans?

I mean, obviously we have the technology. Aside from the obvious uses, such as identifying lost children and corpses (hopefully not one and the same), they could be used for simple identification. We could do away with licenses alltogether. Want to buy alcohol? Just swipe your wrist under a scanner.

Obviously the majority of the people who would object (unless there's something I'm not thinking of) would be the people who have something to hide. Criminals, illegal immigrants, or kids who want to use fake ID's. Which begs the question: do we really care about what these people want anyway? I certainly don't. In fact, I'm all for making it harder for criminals to hide.

Now, I'm not saying we should go as far as being tracked via satellite from space or anything. No cameras in our home or having our emails read. I'm talking strictly about identification, which we all have to carry anyway. But we have to carry lots of it. Our license, our medical insurance cards, our social security card, emergency contact, etc. How many times have you gone out and forgotten your license? It's happened to me a few times.

What if you were in a car accident alone, knocked unconscious and none of your identification carries some important information, like your blood type or medical allergies? What if the EMT could scan your microchip and have that information immediately, along with family members to call and notify?

You could be chipped at a young age, and when you pass your driver's test, they just update the information in the database to reflect that you are legal to drive. And again, when you turn eighteen, or twenty one, the chip will reflect that.

What about if you had to swipe your chip when buying age restricted materials, and your random chip number was attached to the purchase somehow. So when a mother goes and buys her son a bloody, violent M-rated game, and then turns around and starts bitching that the game is violent, we can go to the record and say "Hey moron, YOU bought it for him. Wake up, you stupid shit."

Like I said, unless you're trying to hide something (and there are no legitimate, legal reasons to carry a fake ID), identification is something we all already deal with. So why not make it easier and more efficient?

It's just something I was thinking about.

holistic herbs

2006-07-27T04:01:00.000-07:00

Fireworks were nice tonight. Italy did a good showing. The wind could have picked up a little bit as the final five minutes or so of the performance was a little screened by smoke.

Tired... this still counts as Wednesday!

you know when you've been tangoed

2006-07-25T14:59:00.000-07:00

slow day so far... it's only 4pm... woke up, got clean... (this takes longer than i'd like to admit)... went to my audition.. left the keys to my dignity at the door. Got to be a protester.. I hope I get a callback. Anyhoo, got home, ate some yoghurt, had the brilliant idea to mix flavours of yoghurt together to create ULTIMATE FLAVOURS PLUS! My stomach curses me. Then I went to class, sitting around in an oddly quiet classroom when I am told my class is cancelled... great.. thats 45 minutes of my life i'm not getting back. Now I sit around awaiting to go watch movie later...

a measurement of meglomania

2006-07-24T20:12:00.000-07:00

Sarah Polley is delicious as a redhead. Just finished watching Beowulf and Grendel for the first time. Does this mean i'll watch it more than once? I don't know. Anyways, after lusting after Sarah Polley for a while (I don't know why, I never found her that great as a blonde). I found the performances of Gerard Butler and Stellan Skarsgards performances were well done, though some of the dialogue doesn't seem quite to the period. I enjoyed the film, don't get me wrong, but always the thing that bothers me most, is how incredibly CLEAN people were! Come on! It's a dark and dirty world... your clothes shouldn't look brand new after taking them through the salty crusty ocean... I spend half a day out in the wilderness and look like a bear has shat all over me. How can these people spend days without bathing and look fresh and clean?

But enough of that. Twas a lazy day today. I got back home rather late last night. I was all ready and settled for bed when Mihola calls me at 12:09am and tells me to come downtown to Sanctuary. Considering I didn't have to wake up this morning for any reason, I figured why the heck not? Sitting at a bus stop to go downtown at 12:39am isn't a thing I'd recommend. Rather boring. Blah blah blah, had some drinks etc. I'm not entirely sure why. But sweet things seem to incur the wrath of the stomach gods and they try to convince your stomach that sweet things should not stay down. I haven't thrown up in ages... dry heaving sure.. but actually throwing up? Nah. Coming home at 6:30am when the sun is up.. is bothersome to your sleep schedule. I hope to rest early tonight for tomorrow's audition.

a bird in the strand is worth two in shepards bush

2006-07-23T22:04:00.000-07:00

Deep in their underground lair, the members of the Secret Brotherhood of Cliches were hard at work.

What is there to say about Vancouver? It's delightfully warm. I can feel my skin melting as I sit here typing on my computer. Last night I came upon the bright idea to sleep for a few hours in a bathtub filled with cool ater.. it seemed bright till my face slipped under water. Glorious drowning.

Can you imagine the power of having everything you think of come true? Oh the use and abuse of such a power is unfathomable!

in which we give up and break down into component parts

2006-07-22T22:31:00.000-07:00

This is not real life, it's just pretend

Triangle man

2006-07-22T04:09:00.000-07:00

Mmm hamburgers.. I do so enjoy consuming the charred flesh of dead animals.

Whilst people eat meat around me.. I like to lean in real close and whisper "you're eating that animal's muscles. that's what they used to move around when they were alive.. and now you're eating it!"

It doesn't work on me though.. i'm all.. "I know, animal muscle tastes delicious in my mouth." It actually sounds best when your mouth is full and you let a little bit of steak juice dribble down your chin when you say it! "UURMPTH DELICIOUS MUSCLE TISSUE HURRRMPH"

Ahh.. who just turned vegan out there? :p

hello! blue pants here!

2006-07-20T23:56:00.000-07:00

Overspending.. I need to learn how to budget a bit more. Need to save money.

Or work more.. that way I'm not spending money.. but i'm MAKING money.. which is ideal.

If only I were getting auditions... maybe I should get out of the union... but potentially being in the union gives one better paying work.. but that doesn't help if you're not getting any at all.

for future reference - lush is not food

2006-07-19T23:27:00.000-07:00

Unfortunately, the sweet fruity smell and firm texture was not in fact a sign of good eats...

Mmm cookies are good... they're yummy and make me soft to hug...

I hope this weekend coming up will be pleasant. Unpleasantness sucks.

I can kill you with my mind.

2006-07-18T18:40:00.000-07:00

Oh my god! The stupid people are taking over!

They're... breeding...

You know what we gotta do, guys!

Power of EVOLUTION!

SURVIVAL!

SELECTION!

SCIENCE!

HIERARCHY!

By your powers combined.. I am CHARLES DARWIN

Charles Darwin! The stupid people are breeding and taking over the planet

Tut tut little girl don't worry- i'll take care of them with my..

CHAINSAW OF NATURAL SELECTION

Revenge is a dish best served with a reasonable time limit.

2006-07-18T03:19:00.000-07:00

Ugh.. puking... don't mind me

2006-07-16T21:31:00.000-07:00

Look at that poor mule on the Ferris wheel. Poor mule. He doesn't know how he got up there, but he's sure as hell gonna bite the first person who tries to get him down.

How do we KNOW nuns wear underpants? Who checks?

The past is a fiction created by our minds and the future is inherently uncertain. There is only the present. Live for the now. Live for the makeouts.

Come, retire with me to the back of a van and we shall explore the innermost secrets of the universe through light petting. Leave your worldly possessions behind, specificially your bra because I am terrible at taking those things off.

and who are 'they', the wizards?

2006-07-15T23:02:00.000-07:00

'Drawing a Blank' was far harder than they made it out to be... you start with a line.. and.. DAMNIT! failed again.. why must I always fail?!?

I feel like I'm taking insanity pills. Went to the night market tonight. I'm sure there's some sort of human slave trade there, and I wanted to get in on the business. So I'm in the market.. I meet my contact.. and the answer is the stinky tofu.. OF COURSE! How could I have been so blind? Nobody in their right mind would order any of that.. so I stalk towards the booth with a purpose. You can't realize the peril I'm in... the seething masses of people oozing around me.. their hands.. they're EVERYWHERE! I smell the stand... and order a place of fermented tofu... what was it that my contact told me? in which order should I have put on the sauces... was it.. hoi sin, chili, sweet chili, soy? or was it chili, hoi sin, sweet chili soy... damn it.. I chose the chili, hoi sin, sweet chili, soy route.. and waited.. and waited.. and waited... got a slushy watermelon juice while I waited.. DAMNIT.. I must have chosen the wrong order... next time.. next time I shall find them! They will rue the day they did not include me at once.. RUE!!

hickory smoked is so crazy

2006-07-15T01:39:00.000-07:00

have you ever desired to be tragically hip?

more on that later... have you ever wondered about Superman's suit in "Superman Returns"? Spoilers ahead:... If my comic book history serves, Supes' suit is made from kryptoniam material, making it nigh indestructible. In the film, it deflects bullets, survives lava, and doesn't even wrinkle during unprotected re-entry. Yet it can be cut with a crystal, and it takes a doctor only half a second to strip him nekkid. Unless an insanely aroused Lois Lane was working in the emergency room how does that work?

My new beloved quote for the day is.. "Our brain is like a grizzly bear with a midget on the back trying to control it."

It's difficult trying to explain roleplaying games to people who don't play them... you can say.. "roleplaying games are like Dungeons and Dragons... " But that doesn't cover even half of the roleplaying games out there! Try explaining completely different worlds to another person... Dungeons and Dragons is a gameplay system you can play many types of DnD games on different worlds.. ie. Forgotten Realms (Faerun) or Eberron.. etc... DnD is just the posterboy of Roleplaying games... though I've found it a bit clunky with too much ROLL-playing as opposed to ROLE-playing. Other systems which use dice less frequently and rely on more creative playing of your characters are more appealing to me.

an eye for an eye, leaving the whole world blind

2006-07-14T00:00:00.000-07:00

As soon as he fixes me up, i'm going to tear that man open and give him a guided tour to his lower intestine... so long as he does me the favour of not eating for 24 hours before his disembowelment, otherwise the intestines are filled with partially digested food and waste matter.. that's an aspect of bowel remove i'd rather not deal with...

I wonder how many disembowelings i'd have to do before it becomes a casual conversation topic..

not that bowels are all that important... you'd be surprised people can live quite a while, flopping around in blinding pain without their bowels..

The talented mr darwin

2006-07-12T23:38:00.000-07:00

Though rain may fall, the air clears, the plants drink, and the earth is cooled by rain's gentle touch. It rained today, it was glorious. The drops landing on your skin..

Gyroscopic flights of fancy

2006-07-11T21:45:00.000-07:00

I am the smartest man alive. So last week in chemistry lab, I dissolved aluminum foil with 3 molar Potassium Hydroxide... then added 9 molar sulfuric acid... which created aluminum potassium solphate dodecahydrate.... now.. I was supposed to take this home and air dry it...

I checked it out today and it didn't seem too dry... so I figured.. what the heck.. lets put it in the oven for a little bit... and now i've melted my crystals :p I am a putz.

Fortunately I think we're going to have to submit our sample to a flame test tomorrow anyways... maybe I can cover up my mistake a little.. and pull something good out of my butt.

or.. not.. nevermind.. just finished reading the Lab.. we only use a negligable amount of alum... I'm hooped

Wednesdays.. lovely days of the week I'm sure.. trying to fill one's days with excitement is a chore.. rather curl up with a book..

I'm supposed to care... why?

2006-07-10T14:32:00.000-07:00

Another beautiful day graces us on the coast. I have little to complain about, few troubles that I have not brought upon myself.

Slight epiphany. I'm not terribly pleased with myself in general. For further information on this, bare your soul a little to me, and I may reciprocate.

terrible.. terrible pain

2006-07-09T20:58:00.000-07:00

Your notions, though many
Are not worth a penny.

So I get to write an essay on friendship. Is it a rare commodity or should we care for everybody equally? Should we focus our energies on a few good friends, or be good neighbours to all in need that we encounter? What is the moral difference in how we should treat friends and strangers?

This should be an interesting essay. 1500-2500 words.. 6-10 pages long. Argh. Can I write that much crap?

oh.. MY.. GOD... Bloodrayne has to be one of the biggest loads of crap ever spewed onto movie format. It is loathe for me to ever stop a movie before it is done. But I am sorely SORELY tempted right now.

Watch it.. I COMMAND YOU!

FEEL PAIN LIKE NO OTHER!

Fare thee well

2006-07-09T11:22:00.000-07:00

When I'm alone
I dream on the horizon
and words fail;
yes, I know there is no light
in a room where the sun is absent,
if you are not with me.
At the windows
show everyone my heart
which you set alight;
enclose within me
the light you
encountered on the street.

I'll go with you,
to countries I never
saw and shared with you
now, yes, I shall experience them.
I'll go with you
on ships across seas
which, I know
no, no ,exist no longer;
with you I shall experience them.

When you are far away
I dream on the horizon
and words fail,
and, yes, I know
that you are with me;
you, my moon, are here with me,
my sun, you are here with me.

I'll go with you
to countries I never
saw and shared with you,
now, yes, I shall experience them.
I'll go with you
on ships across seas
which, I know,
no, no, exist no longer;
with you I shall experience them again.
I'll go with you
on ships across the seas
which, I know,
no, no, exist no longer;
with you I shall experience them again.
I'll go with you,
I with you.

The sushi that had been left out too long came alive.

2006-07-07T10:03:00.000-07:00

Now that it's been established that I cannot write a haiku, maybe something in heroic couplets..

There once was a girl from Nantucket...

just kidding.

The sky is blue, this is wonderful. Natural heat is delicious... like the giggles of babies. Do I dare? Do I dare? Do I fucking dare? I think I do...

Ahhhhhhh...

Haiku

2006-07-06T23:12:00.000-07:00

There is rage in me
The pool heater sucks so much
So much hate. So much.

Wednesday, not just another day of the week

2006-07-05T22:16:00.000-07:00

I've heard the best news today. Yup.. you know what it is.

On the lighter side of things...

I'm a cheating bastard

2006-07-05T02:41:00.000-07:00

Most of my posts are actually written past 12am on the day.. I'm a dirty liar. This one will say I posted it sometime in the afternoon.. This is not the case. So i'm debating giving up drinking. I spent a decent amount of money tonight on booze and I wasn't inebriated in the least. Disappointing. That's not true.. i'll keep drinking socially and not get drunk.. it's my lot in life.

2am, got a chem lab to finish before bed. Yay me.

Jackals on the horizon!

2006-07-03T18:06:00.000-07:00

"LET DANGERS GO; THY WAR SHALL BE WITH ME,

BUT SUCH A WAR AS BREAKES NO BOND OF PEACE.

SPEAK THOU FAIR WORDS, I'LL CROSS THEM WITH FAIR WORDS;

SEND THOU SWEET LOOKS, I'LL MEET THEM WITH SWEET LOOKS;

WRITE LOVING LINES, I'LL ANSWER LOVING LINES;

GIVE ME A KISS, I'LL COUNTERCHECK THY KISS:

BE THIS OUR WARRING PEACE, OR PEACEFUL WAR."

Welp, another day another post. I wish the internet hadn't swallowed up and disappeared my last post. It was a thing of beauty. But now you'll never know... now will you.

I'll just give a brief recount of this weekend... lets see... Friday night, Poker at my place.. Nesa kicked arse, she took the big pot home. Headed to Coppertank after around midnight... Dan puked... fairly amusing actually.. we were in Kelvin's car.. Dan was a little quiet.. seemed like he nodded off... then we hear "Oh sh%t. I think I drooled on myself." The pungent aroma that filled the car soonafter told us that it definately was not drool. So we pulled over, luckily he only threw up on himself. The car took a bit of airing out to clear the smell though. That was Friday...

Saturday... the day begins with Dim Sum... Steph, Dan, Scott and I head over to Dai Tong over on Kingsway and Victoria. After a half hour wait we enter the relatively newly renovated establishment. The variety was decent considering we had a full vegetarian in our ranks. Even after eating to an uncomfortably full level, the total cost only came to $45 for the four of us! Formidable! Picked up a cheap BBQ, some food and off to the beach! We started off at Jericho beach, but after a short time, the disappointing amount of eye candy (for both male and female members of our party) motivated us to move to Kits. Humm... short time at the beach.. Whisked ourselves out around 9, all showered, got cleaned up and off to Wild Coyote! There till about 1am, then back home for a good night's sleep.

Sunday.... scrubbed the pool... read in the sun... then met Dan at a baby shower... they're so little.. I have no desire to create any Dave-spawns just as of yet. Grabbed some grub and back to the beach. Good beach... Sophia and Jenn joined us later. Ate some good food... watched the sun set. It was romantic. Wished I was there with somebody to be romantic with. Oh well. Co-worker of Dan's called asking if we had any "hook-ups" for contraband herbal materials. Considering Dan owed her for bailing twice this weekend we went off on the task of obtaining said contraband. Met up with an old co-worker. Had a few drinks... Sat around.. looked at the clock.. Ever have those moments when it's 11pm, but it only 'feels' like 6pm. With a moment of inspiration we spontaneously decided to test our luck/skill at the River Rock Casino. Now.. I've never been to a Casino before... it was quite an interesting experience. We set a firm limit of $50 to ourselves, and we were off. After floundering about like pathetic birds, our pathos called a nice pit boss to help orient us to the wonders of the casino. Dan and I were placed at separate tables and we were off to play some good ol' Texas Hold'em. Blah blah blah.. long tirade about gambling. At around 2:15am Dan walks up.. he's done for the night.. pity... I play one more hand then cash out. Doubled up for the night, that's not too shabby. Now I can afford Kristina's birthday present. Got home 'round 2:30. Saw a girl get dropped off by a taxi at the corner... puke then fall down onto the grass. Well that's no good. Got some water, went over and gave her some assistance.. some kleenex.. made sure she got home ok... then went home.. mighty fine day if I say so myself. Beach, babes, won at poker, acted chivalrously... then to bed.

Today!

Umm.. spent the morning with mom n' dad... did shopping... more stuff..

yup... today wasn't so interesting...

more episodes later.

Argh.. part 2

2006-07-03T04:03:00.000-07:00

Well.. the internet ate the longest blog I had ever written...

I'll try to recall what I wrote tomorrow...

Happy Canada Day!

2006-07-02T00:56:00.000-07:00

The beach is glorious. Do I need to re-state that? THE BEACH IS GLORIOUS. Could have been warmer. But ahhh... the scenery is just breath taking. The birds reaching for the sky.. then plummeting downwards. Reaching with their beautiful wings.

Symmetry is beautiful. Though, the small imperfections ones have, are the things others adore

Vincero

2006-06-30T19:23:00.000-07:00

There's nothing like the taste of sweet sweet victory. Saavy?

The game is poker. I sit at the head of the table. Taking in all I see. The palms of my hands are damp. I have a playable hand. Casually I look at the other players. Two have folded. The other two have been lured into my trap.

Be back later with the results of the game.

The pretty flower is a perfect disguise

2006-06-29T18:03:00.000-07:00

How long... can any man fight the darkness... before he finds it in himself?

The conscience... is truly a roadblock one must overcome. How else can one explore the true meaning of evil while this cumbersome thing blocks your every turn?

Can one be evil without evil intent? Is ignorance truly an excuse?

Must.. watch.. Superman Returns... who's with me?

Argh

2006-06-28T22:28:00.000-07:00

no real post today.. too much studying to do...

don't stop loving me!

All that glitters.. is probably out of my budget.

2006-06-27T21:19:00.000-07:00

Hmm.. I actually had something insightful I was thinking about earlier today to share with everybody. But now I've forgotten what it was.

Peculiar occurance today. It's not often that during a class, the discussion devolves into fisting. In my opinion.. fisting should never ever be brought up in a class... then snowballing and felching were mentioned.. finally scat.. with a talk about feces being rubbed all over one's body. Now i'm all for deviant sexual practices. Heck, I'm not opposed to kink at all. But really, should these things be brought up in a classroom? Eventually the talk went to bestiality of some kind, and how it's immoral due to it being non-consensual sex, as the animal can't possibly communicate it's consent towards you, or the possible psychological damage it could be traumatized to after the fornication.

That little bit led me to wonder. Can cows get AIDS? or syphillis.. herpes? gonorrhea? or any other kinds of STD's? I mean.. it's probably immune to many due to it's different biology.. dna etc. And some might say, because of that, you cannot give human diseases to animals. But then, why is it possible the other way around? We have avian bird flu, mad cow disease, heck, the bubonic plague came from rats. And there are a multitude of other deadly diseases which humans can get from animals.

If anybody's curious, this was a philosphy class.

Lab due tomorrow morning, have a midterm on thursday. However I'm meeting some people at the beach tomorrow afternoon. Not the most responsible thing i've done. I'll try to get some studying in.. I promise

Purple horses eat meat.

2006-06-26T23:51:00.000-07:00

Hmm.. what innane thoughts should I share with everybody today? Are my thoughts truly innane? Or is the insanity merely flashes of brilliance?

I think the whole world is insane. How can we live life as we do without thought about the future generations of human beings? We are a parasite on this earth. An organism that is sucking the life out of the world.

On the brighter side of things.. the beach is a WONDERFUL place to be! Sitting on the sand watching the sun set should be something I do everyday! Speaking of which, you are no less vulnerable to the harsh rays of the sun at sunset than at sunrise are you? It just feels cooler due to the gentle breeze coming off the water. I should have worn sunscreen. Watch me get skin cancer.

Why is it when you order milk at a bar, people give you funny looks? I sat down with my friend at a bar.. he orders a keiths.. a respectable Canadian beer.. I order a glass of milk. The bartender gave me a look like I had passed the loudest possible gas imaginable. My other friend Dan comes back from the restroom, sits down beside me and is about to say "I'll have what he's having" until Selman (friend 1) says.. "Wait wait.. check out what Dave's getting".. the bartender then smiles and convinces Dan that it's going to be something good and awesome. He lays down the glass.. takes the milk and begins to pour... at about a quarter of the glass full.. Dan goes.. "A paralyzer?" the bartender merely smiles and keeps pouring.. at around half fullness a sudden look of realization appears on Dans face.. in disbelief he continues till the glass is 3/4 full.. then.. "Milk?!? You ordered MILK at a bar?!?" so that was the joke of the night. I think I might just continue ordering milk till it stops being funny :p

Yup.. reading Sarum by Edward Rutherford now. It's quite captivating.

The rain in Spain, falls mainly on the plain.

2006-06-25T18:30:00.000-07:00

You are fighting a Protagonist

This is a 12-year-old boy who has somehow become one of the most powerful warriors in the world. He's on a quest to both save the world and somehow redeem himself from a past he doesn't remember. Perhaps getting a little bit of a smackdown will jar his memory.

He tries to headbutt you but collapses under the weight of his enormous hairdo.

He hits you with his giant sword, which fortunately is about as sharp as your thumb. You shrug it off.

Interesting bit of information I came across today..

In 'My Fair Lady' starring Audrey Hepburn, apparently 90% of her vocals was dubbed in by Marni Nixon.. aka Sister Sophia from 'The Sound of Music' apparently Miss Hepburn didn't have the vocal range for many of the songs.

On another note.. Marni Nixon also did the singing for Natalie Wood's character Maria in 'West Side Story'.

Truly shattering.

Scorpions taste good in wine.

2006-06-24T23:50:00.000-07:00

Everybody should experience baked tapioca pudding. The rich baked aroma wafting through your olfactory senses. The feeling of the spoon as it breaks the golden top. The trick is to get some crust.. tapioca pudding.. and delicious filling.. (be it red bean or black sesame paste) into the spoon.. the mixture of textures as it enters your mouth.. filling your senses. The sweet taste of the filling mixing harmoniously with the tapioca to coat your tongue. The flavour of the coconut crust adding a hint of the tropical to your dessert. Mmmmm

So I was running for the bus today. It felt glorious. Slicing through the night air, the wind rushing past your ears, your body working harmoniously till you reach the bus stop and it stops for you. Then you find out the bus has cut it's run short, and it's last stop is one block from where you got on. FANTABULOUS!

Why is my butt painted blue?

2006-06-23T12:29:00.000-07:00

Here comes the sun... It's all right.

It's actually better than alright, it's fabulous! The weather forecasts an extremely beautiful weekend. I'll put my going to Europe to find superheroes on hold for this sun.

one way or another, i'm gonna find you.. i'm gonna getcha..

Why is my mind so random? I need to focus! FOCUS! This is what happens when you've got entirely too much time on your hands.

On a random note, finished Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card... Fab book, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

2006-06-22T10:15:00.000-07:00

So who thinks that I should post less, but make posts with more content? Or should I continue on with this attempted once per day posting with random crap?

What ever is running through my diseased mind today?

Kicking puppies...

No.. not really.. well maybe. Just reminds me of that skit where there's a policeman kicking a dog. How outraged would people be?

The sky glows in azure hue,
bathing the earth tenderly.

Why does the heart eschew
the burdens of a troubled life?

Hmm, the day is nearing night. Was this a good day? Sure. Will tomorrow be better? Most definately.

Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters

2006-06-21T14:05:00.000-07:00

You ever feel like your life was a dream, where there were two gorgeous women running a race and the prize was you? But when the dream ended, you found out they were disqualified for refusing to run?

Dress is an article not to be neglected. The difference between a man of sense and a fop, is that a fop values himself upon his dress; and a man of sense laughs at it, but at the same time knows he must never neglect it.

On another train of thought... Just heard that there has been all sorts of funnel clouds and tornado warnings in Ontario today. But why is it that we never hear about tornados in Europe? do they not get them? I think they have superhero's in Europe and they're keeping all those weather problems on the down-low. They're sitting back controlling the weather, doing all that good stuff, while we roll around in our trailer homes tossed about like salad.

Superheroes exist in Europe?!? What the heck am I doing in North America?!? I need to get me some powers so that I might help the helpless!

Hold me closer tiny dancer.

2006-06-20T23:03:00.000-07:00

Blargh

This is a placeholder

It's just another manic Monday.

2006-06-19T22:20:00.000-07:00

If all Mondays are like today, I could get used to them.

I awoke to the sounds of birds chirping and a ray of sunlight streaking across my room, illuminating my day. My dreams were.. good. And sleep was restful. Rolled myself out of bed. Performed a good deed that I won't get recognition for. Felt good about that.. I hope my karma goes up. What an uplifting morning.

The beach is an awesome place. The cool breeze off the water. The sand.. sun.. large amounts of reflective surfaces aka bikini's. Mmmmmm

I wish the Oilers could have had the kind of day I did. Pity they played their hearts out and came out second. Second place is the first loser.

Nah, I love the Oilers, they were my underdog playoff team. I guess it's World Cup Soccer now!

Played some poker.. came in second. haha! I guess I was the last loser in this case since it's by elimination.

Nonetheless, today was a good day.

Salut!

Happy Father's Day!

2006-06-18T20:26:00.000-07:00

This is a deceiving blog... I started it a while ago but it is now 3am in the morning.

A true guy friend is one who will walk home 50 blocks to let a friend have a chance to not sleep alone.

Man my feet hurt. I was walking from Broadway to SW Marine Dr. along Macdonald. I realize Macdonald isn't a straight street... you have to do a ton of twists and turns to go down it till you end up on Mackenzie at 41st because of the old folks home at 41st and Macdonald which doesn't allow you to go straight. The only thing I was thinking about while I was walking, was that I would be severely disappointed if I had walked for nothing.

That's about all the whining I got to do for today.

It's fathers day. Sometimes I fear I've disappointed my father with my failures in life. My sister was telling me the other day when my dad was driving her to work, how he's disappointed in himself for not raising me well enough so that I might be out of school and have a steady well paying job by now with a future. It's actually causing him a crisis of faith. He used to believe God had a plan for us and that everything would work out well if he prayed enough. But seeing as it's not the case he's losing faith. He's also disappointed about how my sister doesn't have a boyfriend yet, my mother is having problems with her boss, and his own situation at work. What a heavy yoke my father carries.

*Sigh* I wish I had a clearer direction in life for what I want to be. All my father really wants right now is for me to graduate with my Bachelors in anything. But in life, a bachelors really isn't going to be enough, thus I feel I'm just wasting time and money to get a degree that's going to help me stand in an unemployment line or temp agency.

I love my dad alot, and it's crushing to know that I'm causing him distress.

Conan! What is best in life?

Crush your enemies! See them driven before you! And hear the lamentation of their women!

Real knowledge is to know the extent of ones ignorance.

2006-06-17T23:45:00.000-07:00

You know what sucks? Getting kicked by a snake.

People do silly things all the time all because people essentially want one thing. You may think it's to be happy, but you'd be wrong, it's to look good. Deep down, everyone wants to look good, be admired, be cherished for who they are. You might say, they do that in order to be happy! but, you want to be happy because being happy makes you look good in the eyes of others. Being successful. Being wealthy. Having admirers. It's not selfish though, it's human nature. It's not really good or bad, it's just what we do. Everyone does it. There's nothing wrong with it, it just is what it is.

But that's not the funny part. The funny part is that we spend all this time trying to look good for people, trying to be happy and make a name for ourselves, be well known, be liked, attractive, whatever, just hoping that someone will notice... That, when we got a compliment, a real, unasked for compliment made out of the goodness of someone's heart, just because... we've got absolutely no idea to handle it at all.

D: Hey, you look nice today.

S: What do you want?

D: Nothing, good night.

S: (confuzzled look)

Bwa ha ha ha ha

Did you know on average, most north americans believe that they are more attractive and more intelligent than anybody else on Earth?

To be wronged is nothing unless you continue to remember it.

2006-06-16T17:28:00.000-07:00

Rawr!

Begone, foul villain! Begone!

Please?

*whimper*

I think i'm done for... tell my dog that.. I love her..

Ew.. not in that way... sicko.

Somedays I think it's a victory when I get up and talk myself out of depriving myself of oxygen, until I talk to you.. and then I start thinking.. a victory for whom?

Hahaha, I'm just a huge joyball! Is that a real word? It is now!

So what's the deal with staying moisturized? It just makes you all slippery! Not even kidding. I didn't fear slipping all over the place till my feet got all this "good moisture" put back into it. Now i'm walking in fear for my life! Carpets... more like.. slippery floor of death! I've resorted to wearing slippers.

So.. Gene Hackman vs Kevin Spacey as the new Lex Luthor. They're insane. Both of them. Megalomaniacs. I dunno if I even like that Lex Luthor. The one from the comics and animation was a bigger than life Lex Luthor. He wasn't technically evil, he just associated with evil people. He was of the mind that you had to break a few eggs to make omelettes. The previews of this Lex Luthor is definately the movie Lex. He's a little too.. off the wall. But Kevin Spacey is an acting god. Even though sometimes he knows it and takes some tame roles a little too big a la "Big Kahuna".

I have an idea to become a superhero. It involves shooting radiation through every single species of animal and then letting them bite me. I think it's a foolproof plan.

It is more shameful to distrust our friends than to be deceived by them.

2006-06-15T19:53:00.000-07:00

The girl game. Where everything has a secret meaning.

Take flowers. Girls like flowers, and they'll say they want them because they're pretty, or they smell nice. But that's not really why they want them, they want them because it means someone likes them. So they'll go out of their way to protest 'Oh goodness ME, I NEVER get flowers!' until the boy of their choice gets them some. And see, at that point, it doesn't matter whether the guy is getting them because they like the girl or not. At that point, it means 'OHMYGOSH HE LOVES ME'. Because that's what flowers MEAN to girls. What's sad is that he's probably just buying them to shut her up, and by doing so he completely invalidates the very meaning that the flowers are supposed to represent.

Then there's the "Does this make me look fat" game.. which the man NEVER wins. Don't get me started.

Then there's the photo game.. "Oh, don't take my picture, I look horrible in photos - look at these, don't I look ugly?" Girls say that because they want to hear "Oh no, you look BEAUTIFUL". Guys coo and gush over them because they want to make them 'feel better' - but what's the point of a compliment if it's out of pity?

And then there's the sex game.. which is all kinds of complicated. A girl will say that she's really into sex and loves it and doesn't get why other girls don't because it's just a natural thing - and that's because they think that guys think that a healthy interest in sex is 'hot', or a girl will pretend to be a shy lilting flower - "Oh, I'm so pure! I've never done ANYTHING sexual!" Because they think that for some reason being 'pure' makes them that much more attainable and appealing.

But beware, you can't say anything about this because if you try to tell the truth or call a girl on her game, then every person that's fallen for it will come galloping to her defense.

Without trust, most of the things we care about would not be safe. Yet not all things that need trust are things that should thrive. Trust can exist between intimates, strangers, and even enemies.

Sometimes we are let down. One can be disappointed, not betrayed, if someone is not following their expected habits. One can be betrayed if one's trust in the other's good will is shown to be misplaced. So a rough definition of trust is: "accepted vulnerability to another's possible but not expected ill will (or lack of good will) towards one"

The trusted one has some distrection over what counts as a breach of trust. One needs room both for forgiveness of unfortunate outcomes and for tact in the treatment of the question of whether there is anything to forgive when there are actions that may or may not have violated trust. If the truster is too unforgiving, and the trusted person too sensitive to criticism from the truster, then the trust relationship is unlikely to last long. And the trusted person also needs to be able to forgive unfair criticisms. A vulnerability to well-disguised breaches of trust is also part of trusting another.

Trust can also be less explicit or more gradual. It can even be unconscious.

Who else never wants to trust again?

Confucious says: Worry not that no one knows of you; seek to be worth knowing

2006-06-14T15:38:00.000-07:00

Sorry about the last few posts, they lacked any real substance. Can a grown man sit around watching cartoons? HECK YES! People love cartoons at any age, there is no shame to enjoy Transformers, or anime. It's stuff we grew up on.

Fun words of wisdom for the day:
When you're biking at a fair speed a little downhill.. don't experiment with riding one handed first with your right.. then with your left... then come across the wise idea of tapping the brakes because you rarely use that side.

Or if you do... hope to god you're wearing a cup.. and lean back.. or you'll go over the handlebars instead of just striking them with your legs.. attached to your aerial body.

Everything has beauty but not everyone sees it.

Thats about all I have to say about that.

Everyone is different. No two people are not on fire. Awwwww.

2006-06-13T11:07:00.000-07:00

Is everyone different? Are we all the same? As the master wrote "The [Americans] seemed to confuse standard of living with quality of life, equal opportunity with institutionalized mediocrity, bravery with courage, machismo with manhood, liberty with freedom, wordiness with articulation, fun with pleasure - in short, all of the misconceptions common to those who assume that justice implies equality for all, rather than equality for equals."

Is there moral justice for any who don't believe that others are equals?

A snake has no armpits

2006-06-12T15:03:00.000-07:00

Everything is beautiful, in it's own way.

Except for an interpretive dance about diarrhea.

The first line reminds me of a choir concert I went to after I had graduated high school. The church was packed. The choir and the choir master (Mr. Trepp - a husky fellow.. ) were stuck in the pews and I was lucky enough to sit right behind him with a few alumni friends. Then.. the choir started singing "Everything is Beautiful". I almost couldn't handle it. Trepp's backside just two or three feet away from my face.. bobbing back and forth as he's turning and conducting.. everything is NOT beautiful. Upon realization of this, I turned my head slowly while grinning like an idiot, till my friends caught on what I was thinking. A whole row of shoulders began to bob. Oh.. the shame. I made a quick exit after that concert.

Now I must work on an essay that is due in the morrow. About comparative moral issues. FUN

Quarter of a Century

2006-06-11T02:03:00.000-07:00

OMG! WTF! I'm how old?!?

Damn. I need to act my age.

Time for more fun!

What's the big deal about getting older anyways? Sure the slower you do academically the more science/economic doors close to you. But what is that to a creature of the arts? We do not age, we gain experience, we gain character, we gain... wrinkles... oh my god, is that a wrinkle?!? Some industrial strength cream should get rid of that. Phew, one crisis averted. ACK! A grey hair! HAIR DYE! HAIR DYE! Phew. I mean. Um.. nah, i'm hardly stressed enough to get any grey hairs on me. I enjoy life too much.

Speaking of which, I really have to get off my arse to do some cleaning around here. I live in a surrounding of organized clutter. Which could just become organized... We need to move or something. A move usually gets rid of about sixty percent of any junk laying around. I'd miss this house though. Maybe next year. But seriously. What is all this junk? Empty bottles, stray papers, face towels, socks... empty jars of Vegemite (a travesty), fliers, geez, and that's only in a one foot radius.

Got an awesome Hawaiian shirt. I lurve it. It's snappy!

I need to expand my wardrobe. Or at least organize my closet. I think I may have spied a moth in there earlier. That frightens me. Not the moth, but my imagination of what the moth might have done to my cashmere sweaters. Oh the fear.

Well it's late, I should sleep. What does a gamer do on his birthday? Game of course!

Just curious, do you get XP for killing this dramatic moment?

2006-06-10T12:43:00.000-07:00

It is Saturday! Currently I am living up to my challenge of making a post per day. Though they may suck a little bit and could problably use a little tweaking along the way.

Funky dory night last night. Got some creme brulee, sponge cake, birds nest cookies... yum

Feeling kind of low energy... maybe a run might help. Hahahahahaha who am I kidding? What's on TV?

Also, the Piranha is on fire.

2006-06-09T11:18:00.000-07:00

Bwa ha ha ha. Besides the love of getting to set and working. The cherry on top of all that whipped cream is hearing the words "Here's your voucher". Excuse me, I think I need to change my underwear. Whatever possessed me to go to set without at least a deck of cards. I read Shibumi for a while, but when you're reading, and then the person beside you puts down his book, looking obviously bored by it, cautiouslly looking in your direction to see if you also might put down your book to converse and thus quell his said boredom, can you in good conscience ignore that and attempt to continue reading your fantabulous book? The answer to that from this side is no.

I wish it were a little cooler. Not that I don't love the hot. It's difficult to craft delicious creations when the ambient temperature in the room is about 31 degree's, thus being too warm to properly cool said creations, diminishing them of a crisp crack.

It's Friday. Do your parents know where you are?

Good Morning Starshine, the Earth says "Hello"

2006-06-08T10:28:00.001-07:00

Good morning! I must be shot for being a morning person. Well it's not really morning anymore I guess, i've been up for over an hour and already had breakfast. Feeling very chinese today. Had a rice dumpling and soy milk.

I think I upset some people when I previously posted that I had nobody I told everything to. But such is the life of a ninja. I mean... you probably don't want to hear about how I killed my last mark with a potato gun, then followed up with a shrimp fork. It's those kinds of things I don't reveal. But now that I have revealed that little fact. I'm going to have to kill anybody who has read this last paragraph. Don't bother looking behind you. You're already dead.

I'm told I sound melancholy. Is this true? If so, now is the winter of my discontent. Whateva Whateva, I do what I want!

Another day another dollar. Working out at the bottom end of Richmond tonight... and likely tomorrow night.

Reading Shibumi under threat of death. At least I get to drink water whilst I read.

You should also read Shibumi under threat of death via assassination. I command it.

I'm not sure why people ask when and where they're going to die. Wouldn't that just ruin the surprise? Personally I'd like to meet my end without knowing it was going to happen to see how I'd react. Was it not Shan Yu who said "Live with a man for forty years. Share his house, his meals; speak on every subject. Then tie him up and hold him over the volcano's edge, and on that day, you will finally meet the man." I sure hope I don't suck on that day.

Back to the toil and grime of the world. I mean.. Back to the glorious world that is life!

Vegetarians are full of baloney. Just Kidding

2006-06-07T23:20:00.000-07:00

I am currently indulging in the guilty pleasure of Straweberry Haagen-Dazs. And South Park. I am under the impression I am the smartest man alive. I will probably be proven wrong. Right now. Ow, my bruised ego.

I've been listening to Puccini's final unfinished masterpiece Turandot all day today. I feel so cultured. I'm also in love with it now. I want to marry it and name it Suzy. Nessun Dorma is my favorite aria from the piece.

Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma!
Tu pure, o, Principessa,
nella tua fredda stanza,
guardi le stelle
che fremono d'amore
e di speranza.

Ma il mio mistero e chiuso in me,
il nome mio nessun sapra!
No, no, sulla tua bocca lo diro
quando la luce splendera!

Ed il mio bacio sciogliera il silenzio
che ti fa mia!

(Il nome suo nessun sapra!...
e noi dovrem, ahime, morir!)

Dilegua, o notte!
Tramontate, stelle!
Tramontate, stelle!
All'alba vincero!
vincero, vincero!

I wish I could understand Italian.

But if I did understand Italian.. It would translate something like this..

None must sleep! None must sleep!
And you, too, Princess,
in your cold room,
gaze at the stars
which tremble with love
and hope!

But my mystery is locked within me,
no-one shall know my name!
No, no, I shall say it as my mouth
meets yours when the dawn is breaking!

And my kiss will break the silence
which makes you mine!

(No-one shall know his name,
and we, alas, shall die!)

Vanish, o night!
Fade, stars!
At dawn I shall win

Music completes my soul. My new resolution is to learn how to dance well. Gone will be the days of flailing arms which take out eyes! I will be light on my feet!

Who wants to be my partner?

We all fall down.

2006-06-06T10:53:00.000-07:00

BLISS!

Reading the rumour board. Lets see... Spider-Man 3 is out next year.. they're in Pre-Production for the sequel to Batman Begins dut out in 2008.. Christian Bale is Batman.. and they're talking to guess who for the Joker? Paul Bettany! JOY! Bryan Singer is planning on directing the sequel to Superman Returns for 2009.. Oh the joy I feel is akin to love.

Thats enough of that. I'm a geek. What can I say?

I am sitting here giddy at the prospect of reading new books. Just bought Trevanian's Shibumi and Eiger Sanction, Orson Scott Card's Ender's Game, and Rutherford's Sarum. I trust they will be good, or somebody will get an earfull... Which will probably be refuted and later result in me finding myself in a gutter... in Wisconsen.. being eaten by rats.

Going to the dentist again tomorrow for a cleaning, must floss extra hard today to make up for lack of regular flossing.

I know, gross.

Meme I'm stealing from Braleigh which she stole from Smasher.. due to lack of other interesting posting stuff.

10 FAVORITES

Favorite Color: Green I suppose, but no. blue? no. red? no. black? no. purple? Forget it.
Favorite Food: Japanese food. French? ARGH. I LOVE ALL FOOD. No wait. Most food. Ask me an easy question. And I'll give you an easy answer.
Favorite month: June. My birthday is in it, and so's the summer solstice.
Favorite Song: Too many to list. It's like asking a fish which drink of water tasted best. They all complete me.
Favorite Movie: Are you kidding me? I used to work in Blockbuster. And i'm a geek. I'll just say. Top Gun. Sure. It's a guy movie.
Favorite Sport: Hmm, I just watch Hockey. Does that count?
Favorite Season: It's a toss up between Spring and Summer. Mmm Bikini's... on girls.. pervs.
Favorite Day of the week: Probably Friday
Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Coffee?
Favorite Time of Day: Night time. It's when I get my ninja-ing done.

9 CURRENTS

Current Mood: Tired, bored. Why aren't I asleep? I'm blogging. Shut up.
Current Taste: mouth. now water. now mouth again.
Current Clothes: um.. boxers and a wife-beater.
Current Desktop: Rurouni Kenshin
Current Toenail Color: Natural. Seriously.
Current Time: 23:23
Current Surroundings: In The Inner Sanctum. Artemis sits humming at my feet.
Current Thoughts: "I wish I had something more interesting to blog about."
I can't find a ninth current. oh well.

8 FIRSTS

First Best Friend: Ronald Yeung. Last I heard he was a rocket scientist. Seriously.. Went into something like astrophysics.
First Kiss: Crystal Lo. Oh my god I heart her. Beyong my reach now. If it was in like First Grade, does it count?
First Screen Name: Cubby
First Pet: Um, a turtle I named Apollo.. I can't remember why now.
First Piercing: I am unpierced.
First Crush: Crystal Lo. Embarassingly I used to speak her name in my sleep when I was in elementary school. Sadness.
First CD: um. Queen. I no longer have it. I gifted it to a friend who had need of Queen.

LASTS

Last Cigarette: Sunday
Last Drink: Sunday.. Jagerbomb at Caprice.. after Camping.. which I had more of the same.
Last Car Ride: Sunday, riding back from camping with Dan and Jenn.
Last Kiss: Too long ago. Um.. 2 weeks ago?
Last Movie Seen: X-Men 3: The Last Stand
Last Phone Call: Kimberly from Hidden Talent.
Last CD Played: Seriously? Who listens to CD's anymore? kidding. Actually I think it was the Swingle Singers. Either that or Bocelli.

6 HAVE YOU EVERS

Have You Ever Dated One of Your Best Guy/Girl Friends: Can't say that I have.
Have You Ever Broken the Law: Does it count if you've never been caught?
Have You Ever Been Arrested: Nope
Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: Maybe.. fine. Yes.. don't picture it.
Have You Ever Been on TV: Sure have.
Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: Yup. I'm not ashamed by it. She was beautiful.

5 THINGS

Things You're Wearing: Same thing as before. Is this a glitch in the system?
Thing You've Done Today: Went to the book store.
Thing You Can Hear Right Now: Nessun Dorma from Turandot. Oh my god I love this aria so much.
Things You Can't Live Without: Air, water, food and shelter.
Things You Do When You're Bored: Sit at the computer in a vain attempt to find entertainment.

4 PLACES YOU'VE BEEN TODAY

1. School
2. Chapters
3. Home
4. Um.. on a bus? Crap. I got nothing else.

3 PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO

Nobody. It's a sad thing. My sense of propriety and self preservation keep me from fully revealing my innermost thoughts and feelings to anyone. I'm not sure anybody can say that they really know me. My sister is probably the closest one to knowing most things. But secrets aren't secrets if you tell people. Life gets lonely that way I suppose.

2 CHOICES

1. Black or White: Black.. I've seen those White ninja's.. they are clowns.
2. Hot or Cold: Hot. I'd rather burn to death quickly than feel the cold death creeping into my body.

1 THING YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
I want to be able to be proud of my life and the choices I've made. I've got a ways to go.

2006-06-05T23:08:00.000-07:00

Right. So this is my first posting in a blog. Ever. What ever possessed my mind to convince me to post anything about my life? This reminds me of a little dialogue.

Mike: Sid, how can you say that blogging is all about getting attention? Blogging is about sharing, letting your friends know what's going on in your life, and being honest with yourself all the time!

Mike: I'll bet you can't give me one argument that shows blogging is a selfish anti-social act. go on. Just one.

Sit: They took the "we" out of "weblog" didn't they?

Mike: Uh... They uh...

Camping. The best past-time EVER. I lie. I do enjoy getting back to nature, running wild and free. Streaking across the campsite. But gosh darnit, I NEED PLUMBING. An outhouse with a giant smelly pit underneath it is not my idea of sanitation. Also, a lake without a nearby means of showering after is just unhygenic. There was copious amounts of food and large amounts of alcohol. Jagerbombs... they complete me.

I choose you!

And you
can count on me
waiting for you
in the parking lot.

This morning was nice. Woke up, discovered I had a dentist appointment. Proceeded to get drilled into a million pieces as my dentist was determined to clean my mouth of cavities. I don't know why I used to think scaling was fun. Oh yeah. My old dentist had a cute hygenist. That's always soothing to the soul. Metal instruments prodding your oral orifice does not a happy Dave make.

With a newly sealed cavity and terribly numbed mouth. I set forth to conquer the world once again. I have found I am able to make that Elvis look. I am able to curl half my lip up without the other moving. After this amazing discovery I decided to eat my fill of delicious chinese food around the corner. This is where the story becomes sad. Though I am now able to do this cool lip curl, I cannot feel or move the upper left quadrant of my mouth. This causes problems when trying to eat spicy beef noodles. I resign myself to eating with my finger stuck into my mouth to prevent further mouth damage. This results in odd looks from the locals. Even with the Elvis curl, I make a hasty retreat home where I sadly wait for the novocaine to wear off.

Those are the only notable things I've done recently I suppose.

I anticipate much boredom tomorrow. Class, more class. Maybe I'll go to the bike store and get some biking gloves. The black rubber staining my hands make me feel less than clean. A new backpack is also on my to-do list. But I think my sister will get me that for my birthday. Oh my god. Birthday. Getting older. I must strive to make the most out of my youth!

WE'RE GOING STREAKING!

EVERYBODY'S DOING IT!

COME ON!...

I'll sleep later. Maybe blog again. I crave attention.