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Thursday, October 23, 2003
oh those French...
According to this article on CNN (yes, I realize CNN is about as credible as the Enquirer), Lacrosse is a slang term for masturbate in the province of Quebec. Since when was masturbating a sport? Hot damn, we must all be fricking athletes.
I find it extremely funny that Lacrosse is slang for masturbate, yet a license plate like this garners no giggles in that province.
Currently listening to: Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down
According to this article on CNN (yes, I realize CNN is about as credible as the Enquirer), Lacrosse is a slang term for masturbate in the province of Quebec. Since when was masturbating a sport? Hot damn, we must all be fricking athletes.
I find it extremely funny that Lacrosse is slang for masturbate, yet a license plate like this garners no giggles in that province.
Currently listening to: Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down
Wednesday, October 22, 2003
Chateau George
In all my years of living at my house in Veg, I never actually took a picture of it. Sad to say that the only picture I have of the front of my house is this one taken by Dean, from the balcony window of his newly bought house across the street. Even worse, the house isn't even mine anymore. The 'rents sold it a few months ago to some blokes silly enough to buy the soon to be condemned shack. Too bad, we could've extended that tunnel from Scott's to Dean's and then to my place, right under Highway 16. Here it is, in all it's rundown glory.
Currently listening to: 311 - Creatures
In all my years of living at my house in Veg, I never actually took a picture of it. Sad to say that the only picture I have of the front of my house is this one taken by Dean, from the balcony window of his newly bought house across the street. Even worse, the house isn't even mine anymore. The 'rents sold it a few months ago to some blokes silly enough to buy the soon to be condemned shack. Too bad, we could've extended that tunnel from Scott's to Dean's and then to my place, right under Highway 16. Here it is, in all it's rundown glory.
Currently listening to: 311 - Creatures
Monday, October 20, 2003
Peter Svarich, anyone?
I finally figured out who my apt's rental manager looks like. He reminds me of a really young... brace for it... Randy Footz. Remember him? The cool, but slightly psychotic elementary teacher and husband of the equally psychotic Mrs. Footz? I still remember the story of him smashing Kim Norr's (sp?) multi coloured click pen into a million pieces with a hammer. With role models like these, it's hard to imagine how any of us grew up to be normal... (using that term very loosely).
Currently listening to: Hoobastank - Out of Control
I finally figured out who my apt's rental manager looks like. He reminds me of a really young... brace for it... Randy Footz. Remember him? The cool, but slightly psychotic elementary teacher and husband of the equally psychotic Mrs. Footz? I still remember the story of him smashing Kim Norr's (sp?) multi coloured click pen into a million pieces with a hammer. With role models like these, it's hard to imagine how any of us grew up to be normal... (using that term very loosely).
Currently listening to: Hoobastank - Out of Control
Sunday, October 19, 2003
Jojo's Psychic... racquet?
I think my badminton racquets have some form of prophetic properties. The last racquet I broke (cracked shaft), a pipe in my apartment burst on the same night, flooding the damn place. This past week, I broke two strings on my racquet. At home, I got a message later that evening informing me that the buzz panel at the front door of the apt had been vandalized - specifically, the wires behind the panel had been severed. I'm thinking I might coat this racquet with some flame retardant paint. Just in case.
Currently listening to: 30 Seconds to Mars - Capricorn
I think my badminton racquets have some form of prophetic properties. The last racquet I broke (cracked shaft), a pipe in my apartment burst on the same night, flooding the damn place. This past week, I broke two strings on my racquet. At home, I got a message later that evening informing me that the buzz panel at the front door of the apt had been vandalized - specifically, the wires behind the panel had been severed. I'm thinking I might coat this racquet with some flame retardant paint. Just in case.
Currently listening to: 30 Seconds to Mars - Capricorn