Waltzing Matilda whipped out her wallet

I watched The Squid and the Whale yesterday. While it remains one of my favourite movies, it is no less unsettling. Noah Baumbach has the uncanny ability to create some of the most nakedly human and overwhelmingly awkward moments to ever be captured on film. Miranda July is the only person who I can think of coming close.

Is it weird that Christmas is in three days? I'm not the only one who thinks this is weird, right?

When I started writing this I felt like I had a lot to say, but that seems to have evaporated. So when in doubt post videos, right?

I am quite disappointed in Regina for not having this movie be released here...oh well. I guess I'll wait.

This is easily one of my favourites, and really only The Postal Service is more relaxing and comforting.


Well...and this one.


Oh and we can't forget this...



I don't want to go outside. Nor work until midnight.

An overwhelming feeling of oneness.

I was sitting in Campion next to the curved windows, listening to Brian Eno's Ambient 1: Music for Airports thinking about how when and if I have a child, this is what I'll play to put her/him to sleep; when I looked out the window and saw the snow falling ever so softly and gracefully and for less than a second I was overcome with an emotion I can't describe or recreate or even imagine.

Distractions

Instead of going to be when I should of, I stayed up until 2:00 a.m. watching Secretary. That is a good movie, and I know why Jordan likes it so much. Some parts of it kind of bothered me, mostly when it turned into a everything is happy except it involves S & M romantic movie. I liked it better when the characters where just fucked up and alone instead of being adorably weird together. Anyways, I found this and if I fail my tests, I blame that bear, his umbrella and that delightful music.







My high score is over 120,000 points which is mostly from not landing for 130 cars. As far as cars go, 343!

You can determine where a river once was, just by examining rocks.*

Shawn was in town last night. It was really good to see him, for the most part. At times he's as smart and intellectual and engaging as I remember and we connected perfectly. At others, he is frustrating and acts like a 12 year old. At least this was the case last night the unfortunate behaviour could have been brought on by the presence of Sweaty-Nose and him being around people who he has seen in quite some time. Also, fun fact, Sweaty-Nose is really homophobic, who'd a thunk it.

My brain feels mushy from forcing Existential philosophy and Social Psychology into it. Yet! I'm more or less done with the latter and will be focusing on the former tomorrow and none of it will really matter come 5:00 p.m. Monday.

I wish I had more to say but my life is more or less reading and writing and then talking about what I'm reading and writing with Curtis Hanna. I'm sleepy, maybe some Clone High will help sooth me into a nice sleep.


Notes*

The title of this post is from this and more or less encompasses my outlook on life right now. I think it goes well with my motto for life which is More Action! Less Tears! the name of my second favourite song by A Silver Mt. Zion.

80.

Is the mark I got on one of the papers I wrote the day before it was due. While this reaffirms how awesome I am, I really should avoid this behaviour. Seriously.

One week left!

Weirdness.

There is a weird in the air today. I'm not sure what it is or where it's from.

They took a vote and said no.

I'm not really a fan of Christmas or Winter or anything. This isn't to say that neither have their perks. Christmas gave me a job and I guess family and caring for people is alright. Without winter I couldn't wear sweaters and be cozy and sometimes it's really, really pretty and amazing. But currently I really glad it's winter because it means I can listen to the Sufjan Stevens quintuple Christmas album without feeling like it's kind of of wrong.

I did another one day essay yesterday. 2000 words on Jean-Paul Sartre's view of nothingness and negation and how it relates to freedom in our every day lives. For spending about 6 hours writing and basing it off about 20 pages from a text I'm pretty pleased. However, the fact that I'm pleased is not a good thing. If I can continually churn out decent papers the day before and be pleased with them I am setting myself up for failure and heart ache.

I like my job. I think. And when school is all done, I think my sanity and ability to enjoy things more readily will return. School by the way, has destroyed me consistently for the past two weeks. Two months of slacking off caught up with me in a big way and I think I learned my lesson.

Next semester should be fun, Developmental Psych, an Interdisciplinary class about the ethics behind new technology and the media, Social and Political Philosophy and Ethics in Philosophy. Hurrah for another reading and writting heavy semester!

Seriously.

Jokes and things.

How many Lutherans does it take to change a lightbulb?

....Change?

How many punks does it take to change a lightbulb?

None, punk doesn't change anything.

Did you know that it is more likely for a book on Ethics to be stolen from a library than any other kind of philosophy book?

My boss at HMV yesterday basically told me I have a job where I can pretty much choose my hours for when the Christmas season is over. This made me happy. I'm also the only temp who really knows how to do anything.

There are tooo many records I want to buy and not enough money to do this, but am only too capable of doing.

I've gotten really good at procrastinating.

Mustache

Brad Pitt with a mustache makes me wish I could grow one. Le sigh.

I should cut down my chaloric intake.

Landscape With The Fall of Icarus

According to Brueghel
when Icarus fell
it was spring

a farmer was ploughing
his field
the whole pageantry

of the year was
awake tingling
near

the edge of the sea
concerned
with itself

sweating in the sun
that melted
the wings' wax

unsignificantly
off the coast
there was

a splash quite unnoticed
this was
Icarus drowning


By William Carlos Williams.

Just because I knew it was going to happen doesn't mean I was ready for

Jason Mewes' penis.

Emotional Hygene

You Like Nice Today is generally not a good thing to listen to in a public place, especially when Merlin Mann starts impersonating 1920's radio voices.

Oh and I got the job at HMV.

Catatonic

Between the hours of 9p.m. yesterday and 9a.m. today my mind was filled with some of the craziest most epic and sweeping fever dreams to ever grace my mind. I wish I could remember them in full and then see how fucked up my unconscious is. All I remember is a hotel with red carpeting, trees, my mother, my sister, my house, psychic powers, arrows, people in neo-Victorian or possibly steam punk clothing, weird monsters, running, lots of running.

Nice things to wake up to

Like being featured on a huge art site for the rest of the site to see. On deviantArt, the picture in the box thing was taken by me like two years ago and today it is a "Daily Deviation". This is pretty much the best thing to happen in a really long time, concerning my art at least.

Just another diamond day...

I recently came across Vashti Bunyan who is a delightful folk lady from the 60's. She was apparently considered the British female counterpart to Bob Dylan and was friends with Nick Drake. Anyways.

Today has been a good day. I got to sleep in, although I will probably regret this later, it was nice. After sleeping in I got to talk to a friend from the internet who I never get to chat with and we talked about Shakespeare and vampires. During the conversation I got a call from HMV and after some things and stuff I have an interview tomorrow at three! It's only for a temp position, but they usually get staff mainly through hiring a lot of people for Christmas and then keeping the good ones. I plan to wow them with my awesomeness and music knowledge and hopefully have a job after Christmas, of course assuming I get the first one. So that was the high point but other good things were: My sister's friends were over last night (I told a holocaust joke that I was apparently really funny so bonus points pour moi) and they bought and subsequently left Lucky Charms here! That was a good breakfast/lunch. Then I found out Library Voices and Woodpigeon are playing here in November. After that I got my hair cut. I love having my hair cut. I've been going to the same person for years and we get a long. Also, she is very pretty and likes the same music and things as me, and I convinced her she should watch Dr. Horrible. Anyways, I think it's a good hair cut. So here I am. writting a blog about things in an attempt to not do the homework I need to. I have to put together a presentation about the Dalai Lama before tomorrow. I have not started. And I have a Personality midterm tomorrow. But Fembots is tomorrow and possibly a job, so it all kind of works out, yes?


Also! Another internet friend is possibly going to jam/hang out with the band Why?! This is very exciting business.

Anyways, I think for the next while, my title box things will be classic works. SO. This is The Ghost of Banquo by Theodore Chasseriau.

Chicken Mobile

This is really awesome and delightful.

Apparently...

Someone has(had) a problem with DJ Lance from Yo Gabba Gabba! somehow. So I replaced him with one of the greatest paintings of all time.

Dreaming Darkly

I really need to stop watching several episodes of Dexter back to back. I thinks it's messing me up. But! It's so good and involving and has like meaning and metaphors and foreshadowing and CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. It's not even that much about serial killers, well it still kind of is, but that stops being a main thing. Anyways. I need to watch something light.

There is now a Feist poster on my wall that is bigger than I am. It's awesome.

Lucy, Daughter of the Devil

This is, I think one of my favourite new television shows. It's made (I think) by the same people who made Dr. Katz and Home Movies. Anyways, my favourite joke I saw tonight was where Jesus (a popular DJ spreading the word of joy and peace who preforms "nearacles") was talking to Lucy when he asked her if she smelled something fishy. He then proceeded to pull a fish platter from behind her ear. I would say this is the funniest thing I've experienced today if I hadn't re-listened to Tig Notaro on JJGO which I found a lot funnier second time 'round. And then listened to the new one with Nick Hornby, who you will know from my last post I find to to funny, charming and delightful and the whole episode pretty much made me feel awesome and happy. Also, I pictured Nick Hornby to have a beard, regularish hair and glasses. He is distinctly the opposite. He is shaved bald, clean shaven and un-speckled.

Debates

It's like watching a train wreck. It's so terrible but so entrancing. The last question was about why they think their running mate would be better suited to be president than their opponents. Bahaha, I hate Palin. Obama never mentioned her, good boy. I think I mainly like them so I can watch the audience rection thing at the bottom, it's weird. Also, McCain is really funny when Obama is talking. They're both just using weird politician words that really don't mean anything and saying the other is wrong. Gah, I'll stop now.

But another crazy thing. In my Religious Studies class this weird guy who randomly show's videos (an aside, he has long hair that is a pony tail but he has no side burns, at all, they are clearly shaved and maintained, it's creepy). Anyways, today he read his master's thesis which was a Nitzchean /Nihilistic view of a certain passage in the Bible relating to Lilith. Or something. He was clealy nervous and read in a very halting and disorenting way. He had some interesting ideas though. My philosophy class warped my brain and Nick Hornby is charming, funny and delightful. That's my day.

Me with nothing to say, and you with your autumn sweater.

I have beat my mother in Scrabble twice in a row. I haven't played since July and still managed to break 400 each game.

I found a wonderful sweater in the back of my closet that I randomly bought last. It is perfect for Autumn.

I don't have to work or go to school tomorrow. Hurrah! I never have to go back to the Freehouse if I don't want to. This is excellent news. I feel saner already.

I am slowly compiling songs for an Autumn playlist and played most of them on my show last night. It was particularly nice to play Autumn Sweater by Yo La Tengo (in autumn) and I Quit My Job by Old Man Leudecke (an hour after my last shift).

I have realized I am very polarized. I find some things charming and delightful and others contrived and fakely ironic.

One of the worst things is the world is this new show on Much Music called "We're Experiencing Technical Difficulties" it makes me physically angry how pandery and how hard it's trying to come off edgy and original, but it is so unfunny it hurts. Speaking of unfunny things I find Married with Children aggressively unfunny.

I am going to wake up moderately early tomorrow, make french toast and tea and sit on my couch with a book and a blanket and read something not related to University for a few hours. Then I'm going to take my tips and GST cheque and go out and by a stylus pen and an ink well and maybe a wax letter seal. Then hopefully a coat. I don't own a coat, what's wrong with me?

Anyways, I'm going to go watch the Thanksgiving Iron Chef America and maybe make a mix.

I've read all the right books, to interpret your looks.

Tomorrow is my last day at the Freehouse. I'm pretty excited and bought a 2$ shirt from Value Village saying, "Ask me why today is special" almost exclusively for tomorrow. Ah, should be fun.

So, I spent a bunch of money at Chapters and found out they're hiring. I just finished filling out an online resume, so we'll see how this turns out. Hopefully well.

Also, I need to start dropping off more resumes.

Oh and if you wanted to know what my Philosophy class or at least what we're reading try this:

Think of a word, now say this word over and over and over again until it loses all meaning and becomes this weird thing that you're not really sure how to relate to it. It's lost all meaning and gives you this weird feeling. Now, take that feeling and apply it to everything that exists. Think of things only as things, their thingness if you will. Drain away all the meaning, all the context you've applied to it. If you've somehow managed this, you should be overcome with a brutal feeling of sickness, Nausea if you will.

So yea, that's been on my mind pretty much all day.

Oh! Sun Kil Moon's April is utterly gorgeous. Think if you combined Nick Drake and The National.

This post is almost exclusively about pockets.

I bought these new gray pants which I really like. A thing that is simultaneously awesome and terrible about them is that the pockets are actually two pockets. This makes for lots of awkward hand from pocket removal and momentary loss of objects. In the past two times of wearing them I thought I lost:
1. 50$
2. 3 pens (2 multiple times)
3. My keys
4. The CJTR keys
5. Ipod
6. Headphone jack

If only my cell phone was actually in one of my superfluous pockets. It has been swallowed into the Exchange. Sigh.

These pants also have wooden buttons and the left back pocket has a flap thing with a wooden button. They are also almost too long. This has never happened with a pair of Value Village pants.

A new post.

Heeeey it's been over two months.

Oh well.

I quit my job on Tuesday. I was going to maybe cut down my hours but in the hour I was there enough happened to convince me to quit. I don't regret this. I have a reference that will pretty much guarantee me a job at Atlantis if they are hiring. So that's pretty cool. Also, I learned that new people are earning 10$ starting the kitchen and it took me 8 months to be making 25 cents less than that. So fuck em.

I sat on my stoop for awhile today and read Mircoserfs. It was fantastic. Uhm, yep. That's pretty much all I have to say right now. Pretty much all my thoughts right now are devoted to The Absurd and Iron Chef America. I'll try and keep my posts more regular.

Fonts.

See more funny videos and funny pictures at CollegeHumor.

Fly little white dove fly.

Is the correct lyric in the song of the same name, not "Die little white girl die." Could have fooled me.

On another note, today sucked. Alot.

Belarus

Is the name of my current favourite song. It's chilling and haunting and gorgeous and pretty much slow-core at it's finest.

I bought a shirt from the GAP today that has birds and a pocket on it. Mostly because of those things, but it's also comfortable and a nice gray. When I bought it the lady working cash said after I was talking about a lame thing on the sleeve, "They keep ruining our shirts with birds and pockets".

Playlist for July 8th

Suffering Jukebox- Silver Jews
Snow Falls in November- Julie Doiron
Runnin’ Your Way- Sera Cahoon
You’re No God- Laura Marling
Young Pilgrims- The Shins
I Should Have Known Better- She & Him
I Am Part Of A Large Family- Great Lake Swimmers
Seashell- Seabear
Nicotine Stain- Goldenmile
Bandits- Buck 65
Second Son- Elliot Bood
Honey Won’t You Let Me In- Tallest Man On Earth
Summer Song- The City Streets
Wrecked The Century- The Very Sexuals
Fancy Claps- Wolf Parade
Fatalist Palmistry- Why?

Well. Pt. ii

I'm moving to day shift. This is pretty much exactly what I needed.

Well.

I think it's time to quite. Tonight was a joke and I can't do it any more. It's only going to get worse. The restaurant is going downhill and like a rat on a sinking ship, I know when it's time to get off.

On an unrelated matter, is anyone hiring?

Radio Playlist for June 26, 2008

Punk As Fuck- American Analog Set
Dayvan Cowboy- Boards of Canada
I’d Like To Know-Dntel
Streets of Fire- The New Pornographers
Overglazed- The Breeders
The Twist- Frightened Rabbit
Anti-Social- Cuff The Duke
One More Night- Stars
Soon Enough- The Constantines
You Really Don’t Feel Like Home To Me- The Good Life
In September- Hayden
Sing! Captain- The Handsome Furs
Bang Your Drum- Wolf Parade
Autumn Sweater- Yo La Tengo

23kid- 65aysofstatic
Gong- Sigur Ros
12/16- Maserati
March of Worms- Do Make Say Think
Your Hand In Mine- Explosions In The Sky
Flood Pt. 1- The Acorn
Vultures- Cocoon
The Woodlands National Anthem- The Arcade Fire
Morning Break- Jenn Grant
The Box- Johnny Flynn
Blood Machine- Chad VanGaalen


I lost the list for my Tuesday show, but I covered the two hour Sound Salvation Army show last night.

The worst thing in the world.

Guys Choice 2008.

Not be confused with Degrassi: The Musical. Which is the greatest.

You can call if you want to.

The new Sigur Ros comes out on Tuesday, even though you could stream and download the album from their website, I AM INCREDIBLY STOKED FOR THIS TO HAPPEN. The new Wolf Parade also came out recently and is quite stellar.

I saw Ladyhawk and The Constantines on Thursday and was quite good, despite being alone in 100+ person crowd surrounded by the hipster elite of the city and lots of very pretty people. Also, Lacey from Corner Gas was there and it was weird. I forgot how much The Constantines rock. They played like a 80 minute set of just rock and it was quite nice. But the sound guy fucked up Ladyhawk's mix and kind of killed it for me. People should not have to adjust their own levels on the amps, and still have the vocals be way to quiet and the guitars way too loud. But that's just me, though I think most people there would have agreed. I never really thought of people having their favourite band be The Constantines for some reason, but there were most certainly some of those people there. They all had that string tied around there hair...does anyone understand this? If yes, please explain.

Somehow I ended up in the park drinking coffee with quintessential stoners this after afternoon and it was a weird experience. They fit the stereotype so perfectly it kind of hurt. They were entertaining to watch either way.

How were the albums I posted? Yay, nay?

Radio Playlist For June 19, 2008

Sleeping In- The Postal Service
Sunrise- Yeasayer
Weight- Sarah Slean
Look Up- Stars
Cans- Tunng
Safe and Sound- Hawksley Workman
Chicago (Acoustic)- Sufjan Stevens
What May Seem Like Love- Whiskeytown
Much Further To Go- Rosie Thomas
Welcome Ghosts- Explosions In The Sky
California Girls- The Magnetic Fields
Turquoise- Rubies
Let The Cool Goddess Rust Away- Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Coughing Coughing- Menomena

Postcards From Italy- Beirut
Bijoux- Manitoba
Wolves- Dosh
Fill The Arena With Sand- Nifty
Devil’s Eyes- Buck 65
L.E.S. Artisets- Santogold
Fake Palindromes- Andrew Bird
Broom People- Mountain Goats
The Wooden Sky- The Wooden Sky
Intervention- Arcade Fire
If I Were Queen- My Brightest Diamond
Apples- My Brightest Diamond
Foxes Mate For Life- Born Ruffians
Fortunately, Unfortunately- Gonzales
Wonderful People- Q and Not U

Language City- Wolf Parade
Lucky Ones- Broken Social Scene Presents…Kevin Drew
Kings and Queens- Apostle of Hustle
Tire Swing- Kimya Dawson
Wing Finger- Chad VanGaalen
I Won’t Be Found- Tallest Man On Earth
Knife- Grizzly Bear
Wake Up Pretty- A Sunny Day In Glasgow
Perfect Speed- 13 & God
Kids- MGMT
If- Islands
Teenage Love Song- Ladyhawk

I'm amazed at how they go.

There will be no sleep tonight. I finished work around 1:30 and I have a Morning Show to do in about...3 and half hours. The morning show is three hours long. Hurrah! I kind of jumped on the opportunity though, even though I knew I'd be at work that late. It's a good step and if the General Manager likes me then it could equal good things for Matt. Like concert tickets and stuff. And yea.

The Constantines and Ladyhawk are tomorrow and NOT Hot Panda. I got it in my head that it was on the same night, not 100% sure how. But alas. I might get some sleep tomorrow then.

I think I want to work in a coffee shop.

Thoughts on the new format? Yay, nay?

Radio Playlist For June 17, 2008

Day Dreamer- Patrick Watson
Crooked Legs- The Acorn
In The Night- Basia Bulat
Window Bird- Stars
Myriad Harbour- The New Pornographers
I Wanna Be In The Cavalry- Corb Lund
The Con- Tegan and Sara
Angels- Black Mountain
1,000,000 Died To Make This Sound- A Silver Mt. Zion
Hard Feelings- The Constantines
In Search Of The Youth Crew- Cadence Weapon
Feedback In The Field- Plants and Animals
Weighty Ghost- Wintersleep
Lovely Allen- Holy Fuck

Links and too much music. Caution! Nudities.

Over the past few days, mainly because I've found a new music blog I have been downloading like a machine whose sole purpose is to download things. After I finished BSG (!!!) I don't have that much to do. So in the past week I have added 35 albums and EPs to my computer. This may as well be a juke box. But without further ado, after a solid two hours of upload time, here are your links.

(I had some time so here are the album covers as well)

Chris Ganeau- Music For Tourists












Frightened Rabbit- The Midnight Organ Fight












Born Ruffians- Red, Yellow & Blue












Throw Me The Statue- Moonbeams












Fleet Foxes- Fleet Foxes













The Wooden Sky- When Lost At Sea










Why? messed up. I'll post it later.


If you like what you hear, spend money and let people eat.

Things to download.

These are some things that I suggest Clair (or anyone) should download. I can post mediafire links later if you want.

Music For Tourists by Chirs Ganeau. Really enjoyable, pretty somber folk in the vein of an Elliot Smith of Sufjan Stevens.

The Midnight Organ Fight by Frightened Rabbit. Awesome Scottish rock. Like a less intense Twilight Sad. Also more mandolin.

Red, Yellow and Blue by Born Ruffians. Some of the funnest upbeat indie rock you'll hear in awhile. Combine Wilco, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Animal Collective and Los Campensinos! and that's roughly what you'll get. Also, it's pretty much the epitome of the three piece band.

Fleet Foxes by Fleet Foxes is one of my favourite albums from this year. Very nice alt-country folk with almost a gospel feel to the vocals at times.

Moonbeams by Throw Me The Statue. Glorious Seattle indie pop-rock. The only thing to connect one song from another on the album is the level of awesome and the singers voice.

When Lost At Sea by The Wooden Sky is delightful alt-country that frequently features a melotron or glockenspiel. Seriously. 'Nuff said.

Elephant Eyelash by Why? is pretty much the epitome of the Anti-Con record label. Nasal white-guy Ireallycan'tdefineibutindie-hopcomesclosest at it's finest.

That's it for now! More later.

Radio Playlist For June 10, 2008

Ballad of Big Nothing by Elliot Smith
Faking The Books Lali Puna
The Minus Ball by The Two Minute Miracles
Robots, Master and Lady by Wax Mannequin
The Modern Leper Frightened Rabbit
My Old Jackknife by Ladyhawk
Snakes and Ladders by Basia Bulat
No One Said It Would Be Easy by Cloud Cult
The Bitter End by Placebo
You May Be Blue by Vetiver
Kisses by Raz Ohara and the Odd Orchestra
. by Everything is Made in China
North Dakota by The Wooden Sky
Hello From Eua Claire by Xiu Xiu
Love and Mathematics by Broken Social Scene

You must be a masochist to love a modern leper on his last leg.

This evening I saw show! I haven't been to one in over a month (Buck 65 and Cadence Weapon) but tonight I busted that cycle. I saw Devon Floyd the lead singer of The Two Minute Miracles and Wax Mannequin. All were really great and funny and raw and awesome. I bought cds so they could pay for gas and if I had room would have told them they could sleep on my floor and eat my food.

The shows coming up are The Constantines with Ladyhawk and City and Colour. And of course Folk Fest in August. Hopefully some more people will deign to come here in the next few months.

I'm about to start the third season of Battlestar Galactica, and HOLY SHIT. The show went in a completely different direction than I expected and my oh my it has the most second actiest second act around.

The other night I had a dream I was listening to a 50's jazz song by a women I think was named Edita. The song I heard was one I had never heard before and had never heard of the person. It included a last.fm blurb and everything, it was weird and awesome. This happened like the day after I read Kenzie's blog about pretty much the same thing. Was my brain just emulating what I read and kind of wanted to happen, or was it collective unconscious working it's magic!

So, I'm watching So You Think You Can Dance, because I like it, and a guy danced to a Chris Garneau song and it made me happy.

Oh uhm, people and things that are awesome

The fact that Chief Tyrrel always calls lieutenants 'LT'
The book The Time Traveler's Wife
The giant Feist poster I bought for 7$ and the awesome vinyl I got for a dollar a piece
The Scottish band Frightened Rabbit
The Wooden Sky formerly known as Friday Morning's Regret
The album from Thoa and the Get Down Stay Downs
The sublime Chris Garneau
The new Cloud Cult album
The movie In Brouges
The mii I made that looks like God and is named GOD!
The mii I made called jesus.
The glass of Alexander Keith's finest India Pale Ale I was given after a grueling nine hour shift in front of a 700 degree pizza oven in which I made at least 50 over the course of 4 hours

Foxes mate for life because they love eachother.

Somehow I ended up at JD's to tonight. After seeing the parodies of worldwide cultures and making jokes I was ready for bed around 11. Well, by bed I mean I'd watch my last two BSG episodes and go to bed. These plans were interrupted when I sent a text message to Cecilia saying have a good night, I'd come out if I literally had more than a loonie to my name. However, she said she's pay and I wanted to say goodbye to Selene so I went! And it was exactly what I thought it would be. To give you an example, four random guys and girls were chosen from the crowd. The guys were told to sit in a chair, spread eagle while the girls using only their knees tried to give them "visible wood". I cried on the inside a little bit. The night proceeded in a predictable fashion and I drove people home and all is well and good. A funny thing happened before everything else. I sent a text message to what I thought was Cecilia's number but turned out to be someone completely different and random, but we had a nice little text conversation. It was kind of delightful. Not as delightful and tiny dancing Ukrainian girls though.

They look like us now.

I'm about four episodes into the second season of battlestar gallactica, and I'm pretty much hooked. My brain is struggling to keep up with all the allusions and connections to various mythologies. Hopefully all shall be revealed, and if not I'll buy that book called "Battlestar Gallactica and Philosophy", which there seems to be an abundance of, yet no Kant or Decartes.

Anyways, it's been a month and half and I don't know what to write that you don't all already know.

My bike got stolen
My average was shit
I need a new job, I think

I've found lots of good movies, music and books and somehow don't have time for any of them
I want to start writing again, but I need motivation or some sort of goal thing. Suggestions are welcome.

I'm going to start posting my radio playlists

Une Annee Sans Lumiere- The Arcade Fire
Gobbledigook- Sigur Ros
The Infanta- The Decemberists
Grass- Animal Collective
It's 5!- Architecture in Helsinki
Devestation- The Besnard Lakes
Baroque Social- Broken Social Scene
Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?- She & Him
If Only Your Heart Was A Major Sixth- The Hylozoists
It's Gonna Rain- Do Make Say Think
Our Hell- Emily Haines & The Soft Skeletons
Horse and I by Bat For Lashes
You Can't Hurry Love- The Concretes
Welcome To The Overground- Badly Drawn Boy
I'll Follow You Into The Dark- Amy Millan
Unless It's Kicks- Okkervil River

I forgot my playlists for the burnt CD's I made, and if I hadn't the show would have been very different.

I'm currently listening to Cloud Cult for the first time, and they are awesome. Speaking of awesome things in music. Sigur Ros are releasing a new full album at the end of June and I am super stoked. The first track and video can be found here. Another really great song that I've found recently is Faking the Books. If you want a non-tube-you quality version I can link you.

The Friday line-up for Folk Fest is fracking ridiculous.

It would seem I've started saying frack.

I'll try to keep posting regularly.

I forgot about this again.

Sorry everybody. I'll post here again like later tonight.

It is the 15th.

And I am officially 20. Oh my god. I kind of just had a nervous break down. Okay, I'm done.

I should be asleep by now, I have to be writing a final in under 7 hours. WHY AM I AWAKE.

Anyways I don't know how I feel about this whole birthday thing and how I have to do things and feel emotions. Now I know how Hillary Clinton feels! See! Topical humour! Take THAT The Daily Show.

Uh. Hum. Yea I don't know what to do or whatever. Suggestions?

Clair, I was watching Mom Date because I watch MTV whenever I feel like consuming something completely mindless and lacking in substance yet somehow is a thing that exists, much like when I consume fast food.

Seriously, I'm not going to sleep for awhile, I could watch some more Firefly. Which I did tonight after my brain turned into mush and could no longer absorb English things....anyways I love that show so much! It makes me want to be in grade 12 again and listen to Phoenix!

Ben Gibbard covered an American Analog Set for the split EP he did with Andrew Kenny and it is sublime. I will be playing it tomorrow.

Mom Date

Actually it's called date my mom. A guy goes out with people's moms and then choose to go out with a girl based on that. Dear lord. It's quite scripted and full of so many bad puns and soccer moms with too much money and who are trying to live through their daughters. Apparently the only important quality of someone to date is looks. I kind of want to cry. MTV, are you being ironic? I really, really hope so.

I have had some good days.

What! Good days! Crazyness!

What have done, I'm sure your asking, well I shall enlighten you!

Monday:
Wrote a (good) in-class essay on a book I had finished 8 hours earlier.
Was taught psychology by someone who looks suspiciously like Edward Norton in the Illusionist via a 1980's video. His name is actually Phillip Zimbardo or something.
Went for lunch with Cecilia
Ate ice cream
Accidentally made someone think I'm gay. Ooops.
Had a good night at work. Le gasp!
Tuesday:
Had a lot of non-classes and hardly paid attention.
Had a 40 minute conversation with my Sociology T.A. and a cute girl in the class. We dicussed many things like what is wrong with high schools and how to fix them and how the left hate Michael Moore. Lots of fun stuff.
Realized that I'm screwed for my English final and actually did some studying. It was nice.
Radio show! It was a good one too, so if you missed it...well you missed out. According to Curtis at least.
The nadir (is it ironic that the word that means "the opposite of apex" is pronounced the same as the presidential candidate who ultimately cost Al Gore the election and in essence brought about an untold number of woes and terrors upon the world?) of this day was finding out that the next Feist concert is going to be at the Brandt Center.
And then ate ice cream and drove around with Curtis and Cecilia and discussed the homophobic MLA and my cuteness.
I went for a walk around the lake with Kaiya
Wednesday
Kaiya came to class
Went to the mall
Finally legally obtained the new Los Campensinos! and Freak and Geeks
Had a good night at work, which was spent mostly spilling things and talking to the fun new dishwasher.
Went home early!
Watched television.
Wednesday
It's raining and lovely
I didn't do very good on my re-write. Only got a 67%. But I'm okay with it, I dropped the 300 Shakespeare class because I think it would destroy me, sorry Clair. But if people are looking at taking a 200 level Philosophy or Psychology class, take one with me!
I'm going to buy the new Breeders album today, and I'm looking forward to it.
I have tonight off, and I will do a lot of reading and watching of Freaks and Geeks.

Classes are done soon, finals will make me cry. But oh man, 4 months of summer. I hope it's going to be a good one.

When is the Folk Fest line-up announced?

13 Blues For Thirteen Moons

This is where I'm going to music nerd all over you guys. This is prompted by me willing the new Silver Mt. Zion album into existence at the Cornwall HMV, which heavy metal Dustin almost bought.

I've lost my music reviewers voice and will just say this: The new album is good. It is very clearly a SMZ album, yet it is separate and distinct from the other albums. There are riffs and simple sounds, as opposed to the overarching method the past albums. It is aggressive yet subtle. I like it. I just wanted to get this out there.

I've brought the sun.

Spring! I want to ride my bike.

If I could I think I would spend all day watching reality cooking shows. I especially Ace of Cakes because interesting attractive people make cakes and jokes FOR A LIVING. LIKE, COME ON.

Now there's a terrible mom cleaning product commercial on and it actually hurts me.

They just dropped a cake! Oh noes!

I got called into work for about three hours today, I didn't need to be there but I learned how to make pizzas and find out that some people still think they are better than me...cough cough...Anyways, I think I'm doing good for never really cooking like this before.

My stress and stomach aches has subsided now that my essay rewrite is handed in and my creative writing is worth 85% but my poor editing brought be down to a 77.5%.

I don't think I'm going to have a weekend night for awhile, I have become a regular closer, which of course includes Friday and Saturday oh well.

It seems like there is nothing positive ever in this blog, but when I become sane again, meaning when classes are done.

Is this a post?

And Clair, I am much more of an old man than you, although I don't know if this is a good thing.

April Fool's!

I think I am finally grasping the subtleties of April Fool's humour! I'm glad we can be friends again!

I think...

...I'm going to become a Catholic, a venture capitalist and a member of the Britney Spears fan club.

3 minutes.

I told myself that at 2:00 p.m. I would start to revise the trainwreck that is my Richard III essay and hopefully bring it up to a 70%. This has been causing me a lot of stress and loss of sleep. The irony is that I had so much stuff to do that I got so worried abut it I never got to it and it's just terrible. The other ironic thing is that I forgot I had an assignment due on Tuesday that I wrote in about an hour and will probably get 100% on and it didn't phase me! My English prof. terrifies me, she destroyed me on this essay. Times up. Time to write.

One hour later:
That did not go well. I kind of just had a break down, everything I wrote seemed contrived and empty and frustrated me. I'm going to save my sanity or any hopes of ever writing this thing by watching some Scrubs and work on tomorrow and Wednesday. Zach Braff, bring on the sardonic and physical humour.

You went out with your best sweater on and you have every intention of dancing till dawn.

That is the first line of the favourite Casiotone For The Painfully Alone song of a Scottish internet girl I kind of know. The next time I'm in Edinburgh, we're going to go to a concert. I wanted to say "go dancing" because it sounded better, but it would be a lie.

Good bye travelers! You shall be missed, no fun shall be had I swear.

I had the least productive four days. I did nothing, this is partly because of laziness but also due to MIND DESTROYING MIGRAINES AND LUNG DISLODGING COUGHS. Needless to say it was unfortunate. I did however watch a lot of the office and play pokemon, both things always make me feel better.

Things That Should Have Gotten Accomplished This Weekend But Were Not:
1. Read all of From Russia With Love
2. Read at least half of The Talented Mr. Rippley (I did watch the movie, but that is beside the point).
3. Study Religious Studies
4. Read Electoral Reform articles
5. Read other Poli Sci things
6. Read Soc book.
7. Write Electoral Reform article
8. Revise my terrible Richard III essay

I think my migraine might have been partially due to stress....I can't imagine why...either way I'm better (somewhat) now. I just need it to be the end of April.

I found out coffee shop girl works at the skateboard desk in West 49. This makes her seem even more unattainable.

I've started painting again, I like it. If you ever want to paint with me, let me know, it's more fun with other people and less "bleeding heart artisty". And I promise, tea, incense, and instrumental music are optional. Discussion about the Mother Tree however, is not. Oh and there must be one reference about how the "mainstream culture just doesn't you/art".

Hive five racial pride!

This hodge podge of a blog is done now.

We Want Our Film To Be Beautiful, Not Realistic

I've been listening to a lot of Of Montreal lately after I went on a spree and downloaded four of their albums. I agree with Clair in their springy-ness and how lovely it is. I also really like the bass riffs and multi-layered vocals.

Instead of following what my prof is saying, I'm writing this to say how in support of Proportional Representation. Man am I ever.

Also, I kind of has a crisis when I got a 48% on the Richard III paper I wrote. This is my fault, my writing was good but I refused to answer the question directly and sat on the fence. I felt kind of shattered and began questioning my university career, the 63% I got on my Poli. Sci. midterm isn't helping either. Gah I have two midterms tomorrow and I really want to go see Polymaths and Said The Whale tonight. I know my stuff though and keeping sane and having some fun is more important than a few percentage points I think.

My prof. just said "the German System" and I could only think of "The Beak System".

If you don't already read Achewood and Perry Bible Fellowship. They are two of the smartest webcomics I've ever come across.

Things That Happened Today That Were Not Expected

-Train a new dishwasher
-He wasn't an idiot
-Find out I really the band Elf Power
-Be trained on line
-Be told I'm going to continue to work the line
-Get free beer
-Not make a complete fool of myself
-Yet still manage to deep fry my fingers
-Have it confirmed from multiple sources that I should serve during the Summer
-Impress people and hopefully change their view of me
-Still be awake and not at all tired.

Things I Did Today

-Fall and injure my knee on a post midnight walk, it still hurts.
-Sleep, some.
-Become depressed by the earning statistics in Canada
-Make jokes
-Star in a sitcom along side Ray-mond who is gay and a crack junkie.
-Ensue drama
-Possibly insult a webcomic artist who I really like
-Watch Strong bad video
-Come for the Wuggas, stay for the Jiggah Juggahs
-Possibly created another Sports Racer
-Try and convince a Neo-Nazi of the glorious vision of Communism
-Have feet too big for trendy shoes
-Buy books from the guy who writes the music reviews in the Prairie Dog
-Perfectly time my bus arrival
-Read the magazine Broken Pencil and find out that I know nothing about a lot of indie culture, but a lot about webcomics

Things I Will Do
-Was hundreds upon hundreds of dishes
-Make Jokes
-Make other jokes that aren't funny
-Embarrass myself
-Listen to some of the hundreds of songs on my iPod I have not heard
-Contemplate doing something dramatic
-Say about 18 words outside of the aforementioned jokes.

Alas, I cannot sleep

I did not sleep Friday night. This is because of a multitude of reason, but what is important that no sleep was had. And a little more than none was had on Saturday night. Today was a write off, I slept till noon and spent the rest of day writing a Religious Studies paper that will maybe yield a 70%. Work was a joke, however it most often is. I need to get of the city, my aura is tired and weary, it feels like I am wearing someone else coat, to borrow from Douglas Coupland. The semester is almost over, and hopefully by then, I will not be for tired. Spring is in the air, and it is fantastic.

Band name idea.

Instead of paying attention in class today I thought up a band name. It'll be called The Electoral Colleges. The debut album will be called "Sorry Al Gore". The follow up will be "Thanks Geb, You're Welcome George", the third will be "Sorry America" and the final album before the band dissolves from within will be called "Sorry, The World"

I'm just a science fiction kid like you.

Having the schedule I do, I was able to par-take in an interesting survey today. It involved looking at 50 or so pictures and answering questions using the pictures and then explaining a little bit of the meaning behind your choice. It took an interesting turn when I had to choose the picture that I thought best described God. It was hard to do, because I had a feeling they would ask me that and had already formulated my answer and then scrambled to find a picture to describe it. Anyways. The survey was interesting, but following conversation afterwards was even more so. I've never been one to shy away from a discussion like this, and was pleasantly suprised to find the two people doing the survey interesting and fairly open minded. There was a mutual respect I think, and that rarely happens when I get involved in these situations. No one was trying to prove anything, no salvation was offered and it was refreshing.

On a related topic, where should I go to church this weekend? One Christian and one non!

What did 70$ get me?

40 shots of Polaroid, that's what. It's apperently going fast so, I'll see if there is any left by the time I feel comfortable dropping more money on film.

I think that's it. Yep. Oh yea, I need to go to two religious services this weekend. Help?

What about Stacey?

I'm trying to figure out a way to get Hot Tubbin' by Ashkon on my show...be sure to listen for it. It will most likely be a 'cold open'. Can you have cold opens on the Radio? Ya da ya mean?

Instead of writing arguing for or against Richard, Duke of Gloucester being a tragic or anti hero instead of a pure villain. I spent my day listening to old episodes of Jordan, Jesse, Go! and Glutton for Punishment on the Food Network. Also apparently Tele Miracle is still a thing, that is in fact still popular. I always remember the female support hosts that fill in whenever Bob is off being resurrected by a series of doctors and magicians, being incredibly horrid. The ones with cowboy hats and 'trendy' hair cuts are especially insufferable.

Did you know that red wine champaign is a thing? This is easily the classiest thing imaginable.

I recently watched Margot at the Wedding the newest movie from Noah Baumbach. If you're not familiar with his work (co-writing The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou and writing and directing The Squid and the Whale, among others) I suggest checking out what he's done. This is of course you're a fan of naked, dark, character based humour and some of the most uncomfortable scenes you've ever seen on film. Margot at the Wedding is definitely and distinctly a second movie. He made his mark and defined exactly what he likes to do with The Squid and The Whale and he seems to be holding onto that. I think it was executed and presented better, more polished. The acting was superb and Nicole Kidman and Jennifer Jason Leigh played excellently off of each other. I was worried about Jack Black, but there was no Jack Blacking around he stepped up the role and made it his without going over board. There might not have been Jeff Daniels with a beard and no Laura Linney, but outstanding acting. I think it warrants another watching soon to absorb everything. Because like most things I like, the characters are fully developed from the get go and you're thrown into the thick of things. I almost find it hard to watch those movies where they take you by the hand and say this is this and that is that. But they try and hide and those conventions are become so tired and worn out. The only scenarios like that that I've enjoyed were The Magnificent Ambersons and The Royal Tannenbaums. Wes Anderson said he used The Magnificent Ambersons as inspiration. Which you have to admit, is rather complex on both accounts.

This is what I needed, get the creative juices flowing.

Oh yea, check out the Grand Archives, they are fantastic and have released one of my favourite albums so far this year (there have been a suprising amount, that link is for a full download of the album). And if there are things you think should be / want to hear played on my show, tell me.

And quick run down of my favourite shows:
1. Final Fantasy in 2006
2. Feist at the 2006 Folk Festival
3. Final Fantasy in 2007
4. Matt Mays in 2007
5. Holy Fuck in 2007

I'm sure that if I had been able to see Do Make Say Think, The New Pornographers, Wolf Parade, Stars in February of 2006 and others that I for some reason missed, they would probably be right up there.

Ironic Toxic Covers

This is a thing now I guess.

Top songs...this isn't really accurate for what I listen to. Also, I don't listen by tracks, it's usually albums. So here it goes:

iTunes:
1. Have You Seen In Your Dreams by Miracle Fortress
2. Nantes by Beirut
3. Whirrs by Miracle Fortress
4. The District Sleep Alone Tonight by The Postal Service
5. Pagan Angel And A Borrow Car
6. Hold Your Secrets To Your Heart by Miracle Fortress
7. New Year's Kiss by Casiotone For The Painfully Alone
8. Next Train by Miracle Fortress
9. Maybe Lately by Miracle Fortress
10. Young Shields by Casiotone For The Painfully Alone

Oh yea, the play counts are really low, ranging from 18 to 14.

Last.fm says...
1. Such Great Heights by The Postal Service
2. This Dream Of Win And Regine by Final Fantasy
3. Furniture by Final Fantasy
4. Holland, 1945 by Neutral Milk Hotel
5. None Of You Will Ever See A Penny by Final Fantasy
6. Broken Social Scene by I Slept With Bonhomme At The CBC
7. Song Song Song by Final Fantasy
8. The CN Tower Belongs To The Dead by Final Fantasy
9. Australia by The Shins
10. Decatur, Or, A Round Of Applause For Your Stepmother by Sufjan Stevens

That's a little more like it, but this is from two computers and two iPods.

Hey ya.

I guess this just shows the quality of lyrical song writing.

I'm starring at moonbeams, and looking out to sea.

I watched Once the other day, and, it was wonderful. If you haven't seen it, go watch it. Like now.

Did you know that I have more than likely seen every episode of Star Trek: The Generation, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine and Star Trek: Voyager? That is a lot of nerd. I'm reminded of this because I've spent most of my day watching Voyager episodes and feeling sick. Someone just said in all earnestness, "Don't die on me now! Breathe, damn it breathe!"

Anyways. I saw Holy Fuck last night and they were quite awesome. The crowd was super interesting because there was the such a diverse group of people. From uber-hippies, to a-typical punks, to slovenly indie rockers, to clean cut indie rockers to business men! And such is the greatness of shear awesome music and power. The first of the openers was awesome, the second was mixed terribly and hurt me. Yup. Oh yeah, I just saw a commercial for what is sure to be an excellent movie, Larry The Cable Guy: Witness Protection. I don't understand how movies like that will make more money than something like Half Nelson or The Squid and the Whale. Lowest common denominator I suppose.

It seems that at some point I should do some reading during Reading Week. Even if it's for pleasure. Speaking of which I bought a illustrated novel called Blue Pills: A Positive Love Story. It is quite refreshing.

I'm sad to say that Polaroid instant film is being discontinued. Hopefully someone like Fuji will pick it up. Polaroid is the stupidest company with the best products.

I don't want to work. Sleeping and feeling better would be better.

I am a guitar hero. Seriously.

Why am I still awake...oh yes...Rock Band is the greatest thing to happen to video games ever. And the worst thing for my sleep schedule and vitamin D intake. I recently stumbled across Girls in Hawaii on a full album download site and they are awesome. They are making my post Dodge Ball / Heavy Drinking day more bearable. And are shear gold in comparison to whatever the DJ was playing last night. Anyways, long story short, I drank enough to kill several small children, won an iPod shuffle I have no use for and now I'm incredibly sore and exhausted.

I can't really sleep though, and because Clair has postponed List Friday and I don't want her to think she has the corner on the "Endearing List" market, here are some lists that are hopefully endearing.

Things I Find Comforting:
- listening to people talk
- cable television
- hotel rooms
- Sufjan Stevens
- fireplaces
- The Exchange
- reading by lamp light
- natural fibers
- CBC talk radio playing quietly in the background whilst driving
- my Tigger mug, hopefully with Earl Gray tea in it
- Spring
- rain
- Autumn

Things I Enjoy Doing:
- walk
- listen to people talk
- organize my cd collection (approx. 350+ physical cds)
- take pictures
- make obscure references
- find trivia and pointless facts
- read
- watch television
- buy cds and do research to buy more while listening to previously bought cds
- think logically and rationally about highly improbable situations
- bike
- play scrabble
- watch Canada's Worst Handiman and various cooking shows, generally mute while listening to podcasts

This is by no means a comprehensive list.

Current Favourite Songs:

- Toxic by Yael Naim (Britney Spears Cover)
- I Don't Always Know What Your Saying by Ladyhawk
- Death To Los Campensinos! by Los Campensinos!
- Day One by Explosions In The Sky
- Snow by Emmy The Great
- Horseback Tenors by Efterklang
- No Friend Oh! by Xiu Xiu
- Oxford Comma by Vampire Weekend
- Gilt Complex by Sons and Daughters
- Seashell by Seabear
- Time To Pretend by MGMT
- MBGATE by Max Tundra

I recently bought the first season of Flight of the Conchords. My rapping name is Gangstaroo. What's yours?

2 Fast 2 Furious

This movie is probably one of the worst things ever put on film. Seriously, it makes me cringe more than seeing that eye get cut open in that Dali film. On the bright side, Los Campensinos! are like a shining ray of pop gold.

I was hoping to be extol the greatness that is Hayden's live show, but alas and alack, it was not meant to be, and I ended up getting drunk with stoners from Sheldon who are quite fun to be around.

It seemed like my other plans to flee the city were crumbling but I am still going to Moose Jaw, which I think is much needed. My only fear is literally freezing to death in a snow drift somewhere. Cold related deaths in Saskatchewan cannot occur without snow drifts.

Radio show, Tuesdays, 7 to 8. Yup. iTunes tells me that my computer now has 5800 songs on it which equals almost 16 days of music. It's kind of intimidating, because there are at least 1000 songs I haven't heard. That's all for now, off to Moose Jaw.

Oh yea, this video made me laugh really, really hard. I think there needs to be more polyrhythmic songs like this. It's the wave of the future man.

Have I ever mentioned how much I like Lou Barlow?

Because he is really, really awesome. Only a vessel of vast awesomeness would name his album Emoh.

The internet told me today that I have very limited taste when it comes to genre. I like to to think that this is not true, but I think it is. But if I weren't open minded I wouldn't ever listen to a dub-step album based solely on the name alone. However! Burial's Untrue is quite brilliant. But enough about music.

After 5:46 p.m. today sucked. At the aforementioned time I listened to a message on my cellular telephone (I left my phone in my coat pocket for several hours and managed to miss three phone calls, the most I've had in day) from my father saying that around 3:30 p.m. my father was taking my mother to the hospital for some reason unknown to me. The effectively ruined my day. It also didn't help that it was busy at work and had people asking me for things every two minutes which reduces my productivity drastically and they don't seem to realize this. The moment the rush done I had a literal tonne of dishes and bitch work other people were too lazy to do. In the end I was there a half hour longer than I should have been and not one offer or once of help. Fuck.

So yes, I'm sitting in my room, fuming and distraught because I don't know what's going on with my mom and have to be awake and functional in seven or hours.

This made me feel better though.

I will write more. Later.

Oh wait, I remember this.

This will be started again! I swear! Mostly because of Kenzie's twice prodding! It will be about stuff and things. Only not now, because I'm really tired.