Theiverys a bout!

Wow 10 days without a post you'd almost think I had a life. Now I remember more about the movie that Napolean is in but I've forgotten again. But he does say that he's like 'I'm like really parched' or something like it. Oh also, I think I'm slowly being robbed. First my Fendi sunglasses, then my wallet and now my cell phone. I really do think I'm being robbed.

Does no one notice that Stitch is an alien?

Plutoquake?

If there was an earthquake on Saturn or Pluto, would thet be called earthquakes? Or would they be called saturnquakes or plutoquakes? It sounds stupid to call them earthquakes but isn't earth the stuff under your feet? We call dirt earth... Whatever

I have to say that Napolean Dynomite is a really funny movie. Why are his eyes always closed? Also, I've seen a preview recently for a new movie (I have no idea which one, once I saw that the kid was Jon Header, I was lost) and he doesn't look mental in it. I would be friends with a Napolean Dynamite, not only for his quirks but his name is wicked. I think it'd be cool to have a name like Razor or Rex. Only it'd be hard to be a lawer or judge with a name like Razor. Why does it take some guys a couple of days to grow a mustache and others like a month? Very weird. Facial hair for guys is like makeup for girls. Also, since when is caveman eyebrows back? I'm very disturbed by this.

Ridiculous With a Capitol 'Ri'

Just a thought: I don't think the TV show 'West Wing' is all that accurate. I don't think everyone is friends, or that their lives are intermingled or that a woman would really be Chief of Staff. (Don't get me wrong, I don't think a woman isn't as capable as a man, but we're not that great at not crying when we're yelled at.) And I would really hope that the White House isn't like a tree house. Like, if we mesh you're in. I'd really hope it's not.

Do We Have Litre Cola?

A cautious warning to all involved: Teryaki Beef Jerky: not good. Just caution kids, caution. I've got nothin' else but this:

Now the man in the back is ready to crack as he raises his hands to the sky. And the girl in the corner is everyone's mourner, she could kill you with a wink of her eye.

P.S. B Rad: I think chicken vomit is very funny.

It's Afgani-animation

Today was like any other day, I worked and it sucked but... I snuck one over on everyone! Ha ha! <--- (insert devilish laugh here) I worked my whole day listening to my Ipod. It was great! I can't tell you how much your day is changed just by changing the soundtrack. Today paperwork was accompanied by Billy Talent. Lunch it was Jimmy Eat World (buy Futures, it's in stores now). I highly recomend it. What a great day...

What is it about an Irish man that has Canadians in awe? At supper tonight my dad walks to the bathroom and comes out talking to whoever stops him for a chat. I tell ya, get yourself an accent and you're never lonely. Mind you the same thing is said in Britain. They love us Canadians, (America I dunno)... I have yet to walk into a store in any part of Britain and leave without at least the clerk asking me about Canada. I always thought, 'Humm, nice people." Yeah right, they'd probably rob me of my fillings given the chance.

Today I was chatting to a guy at work (we'll call him B Rad), he wants to start a cartoon. I said, 'Alrighy.' But more importantly it's to rival (let's call him) Angry J's cartoon. Well, say no more! I jumped on that ship in a jiffy. Anything to beat him. Sidebar: Angry J, I'm really not interested in your little project anymore. That ship sailed the first 3 months I had to hear it. Also, give Sulley a rest, trust me all involved is soo over it.

Yeah, so back to my original point, adopt an accent, never drink alone. Wow, I should write down these insights. I made fortune cookies once with Desert Fox, the cookies were not really comparable shape-wise to store bought but they had fortunes in them. I should do that again.

Yo Ho Ho Fo Schizzle

OK, here it is. I'm not a kid anymore. I get that. I understand that once you hit a certain age, it is no longer acceptable to do certain childish things. But would someone please clue in the 30 year old guy who sat beside me in the theatre tonight? Cause he can't seem to work this one out. Not only did he and his buddies yell out stupid things like 'boobies!' and 'FUBAR!' and endlessly get up walk to the door and then stroll back but at one point, I believe it was the start of the adverts, he pours half a 24 of Capt. Morgan into his soda. Great, not only do I have a 30 year old child sitting 1 seat away, but now I get to smell Yo Ho Ho rum and soda. Sidebar, the phrase FUBAR was cool for like 30 days back in '98.

4 Brothers was excellent by the way, and Andre 3000 did a bang up job. And the guy from the Molson Canadian beer commercial was in the movie. You know the guy with the dreads who says 'Your the lead singer of a band, but whatever you do, DON'T SING! Come on!' Ya, him. Marky Mark kicked the crunk out of some baddies. The saddest part of the evening was the opening adverts. Get Rich or Die Tryin' is a great record, but a movie? NO!!!!! Oh yes kiddies, you heard me right. Fiddy or '50 Cent' is in a movie. The jist: he lives a hard life and rap battles help him through it. I can't be 100% but I'm sure this has been done before. Oh! Yes! It has! About 3 years ago, it's called '8 Mile.' I'm pretty sure his mentor Eminem starred in it. Oh maybe Fiddy hasn't gotten around to watching it. Won't he feel silly when he realizes! Or maybe he is cool with recycling old stuff and putting a new face in there. I seem to remember Dre doing the same thing with a guy who loves crunk and says 'Fo Schizzle!' a lot. It's like Dre keeps producing the same songs over and over. Dre we get it. NWA, Compton, Biggie/Pac yeah yeah yeah.

What a good movie! It's right up there with Snatch. Later

A Dollar a Litre!

I am so disturbed by what I saw today! Gas is now 97.9 cents a litre! Also, I just noticed that my keyboard doesn't have a cent symbol. Weird. I wonder what would happen if I took my computer to like england and needed a euro or pound symbol? Hmm, interesting. Today I was chattin with a buddy from work about Motorcycles and he really knows his stuff. I was very impressed, kinda want one more now. Only I don't want to die like some other great people have. Only I guess you could argue that cars are killers too. James Dean, prime example. Also drugs, Elvis I'm lookin at you. I dunno, I want a Vespa but I really don't see the point, it's fun and cute but 30 km/h? I can ride a bike for the same thrill! Desert Fox, soo sorry. But yeah gas is soo expensive! I remember when we frist got here it was like 48 or 49, I'm saddened. Thanks alot George. Tony, I'm still not pleasesd with you.

Did you notice that after all the WMD went in the gutters, that George's numbers went up while Tony's went down? This leads me to believe that the British are not stupid, and the Americans are...well, they're not not stupid. I want a big cowboy hat or a huge buckle with my name in rinestones. I think that'd be cool, but cowboy boots are gay. I think gay cowboys are hillarious! It's like an oxymoron. Like bitter-sweet. That's pretty funny. I guess the things you learn in school really do stick. It's almost like Mr. Hoffman knew that when I was 20 I'd have a blog and gay cowboys were bound to come up in topic, therefore I must learn what an oxymoron is. Thanks Mr. H, I needed it! He was a great teacher! He had a beard and wore heavy sweaters in the winter and little v-neck sweaters in the summer. I don't remember ever seeing his arms. Very weird. Maybe he was always cold or Omish. I hear they're not allowed to show skin. I've never met an Omish but we do have Hutterites around town. I see them every now and then. Are they allowed to won cars? I thought they were not allowed to use technology. If they buy material to make clothes are they not taking advantage of technology? The double weave and stitch quality could rival any professional sewer.

Wayyy to Invested...

Moo

I hate Howie! And I don't care who knows it!

Captains Log Stardate who-frigin-knows 04;

Well, today Desert Fox and I decided what we were going to be for Halloween. I don't want to tell anyone incase they steal the idea. I will give you a hint, 'All the cops at the doughnut shop say way-o way-o...' Oh yeah baby! I'm excited. I called Sonic to see if they're having a Halloween party. I may go to the Halloween Howler if Sonic doesn't get it's shit together.

I'm watching Miami Ink, I love this show! I can't believe that there are people out there that don't ever want a tattoo! It's really addictive! I remember telling my sister that I wanted one, and that it will be the only one I will ever get! And originally it wasn't very big, maybe 5 cm by 7 cm, then while he was about to make the stencil, "maybe make it a bit bigger" blurted out of my mouth. The I added a flower, then another, then I needed to have a word under it. Good lord, I hate my impulse urge. I get myself into soo much trouble, sayin shit I should only think. On yeah, back to my original thought, I want a tattoo! It's like drinking, you say I'll only have one. Then you say one more won't hurt, and a buddy's beer doesn't count, cause it's not yours. Then your sober bud lines up shots for ya. I don't care if it's not my alc and even if it is my birthday. Thanks for nothin you skud. Bob was the best sober buddy I've ever had! Maybe I should nominate him for a shining star! Sorry, getting away from the point. Yeah, like every time I'm in Bear's or Ritualistics, and I hear the needles kinkin' away, I itch for one. I already have my next 3 planned. I know exactly where and what. Choose wisely kiddies! I wanna kick the hoe or joe who's gettin it and jump into the chair. Oh and it does not feel like you're being carved with a grapefruit peeler. Leigh, you idiot! I guess that'll be all. Kelly out.

What a Question!

Today I filled up my car at 7/11. Sadly 34 dollars later as I was walking out of the store I noticed that the doors had locks on them. Isn't it kinda weird that a store that's open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 356 days a year, has locks on the doors? I do, when would they ever use them? Well, I guess if some horrible thing like tornado or judgment Day were to arise, but would they, after not being used for 10+ years, would they actually work? I thought about it on the way home. I don't think that the locks would work, eventually the metal would like degrade or rust or whatever. I can't imagine I'm the only person who's thought of this. I'm gonna google my question about 7/11 and see what pops up. I looked up strange theories earlier and weird words. Let me warn you of 2 things: 1. many weird and strange people now have websites and 2. I've learned a few new words. My favorite; ombre. I've heard this word used in many, I mean many ,western movies but as it turns out, it actually "A once-fashionable card game" Not at all meaning buddy or hommie or whatever. I'm shocked and a little more learned.

While I sit here listening to 'Standing in the Rain' by Billy Talent, I've just thought of something. If you were kidnapped as a child and one day while eating your cereal, you glance over and on the milk carton see your mug smiling back at you. Would you (assuming there was a reward offered, and there often is), would you get the reward money. You've found the kid on the carton, does it really matter if you were that kid? If it's your parents offering the reward I think they'd keep it, or maybe bargain with you. I dunno. But I guess criminals don't get to keep thier reward money when they turn themselves in. But the kids didn't leave by thier own accord, they kinda found themselves or whatever. This is hard...

Radio Killed the Video Stars

Why does the radio have to kill every song I love? Far too many times I've had to say goodbye to my friends. This week, another song was murdered. Goodbye 'Possum Kingdom' by 'Toadies' goodbye.

Did you ever wonder what your teachers were like outside of school? I'd be lying if I said I didn't. Were they rich? Were they actually funny? Or were they weird like your homophobic neightbour who showered with his clothes on and never hugged his kids kinda weird? I'd rather believe the fairytale that they really did live at the school and that the teachers lounge was a magical place. Well boys and girls, today at 4:25pm my dream was shattered. Not only did I see my grade 7 science teacher outside of school, but he was...shopping...wit... his family. Can you imagine my shock? Can you? I'm soo depressed I don't even want to talk about it.

I'm watching the Meaning of Life. What a great movie! Not only is there cursing, blood, guts and gore(checkout the living transplants part for more) but chances are your parents will let you watch it! Who could refuse someone the chance to watch theMonty gang for all it's worth? I couldn't, could you? Well, that's tonights topic. Call 780-423-1029 and give us your opinion. Untill later then.

The Resultz are in!

Ok here's the deal. I pride my self on being very level headed and mild mannered but BB6 makes me crazy! I don't often jump onto bandwagons, but I can't shake Big Brother! I try, oh lord knows I've tried! Still, I got nothin. I try to 'miss' the shows but then I wonder what happened. So I'll check cbs.com. And I really do set myself up to fail. My tv is programed to go to it's channel, and I'm right there eating it up. I actually voiced a small "YES!" when Sarah won the "Power of Veto." How sad! So here it is, "My name is Kelly and I'm a Big Brother Addict." Wow, I feel better, what's on the telly? Oh yes, BB6! Grr! Arg! Hey do you remember the little guy from the end of Buffy the Vampire Slayer? He was a little finger puppet and he said Grr! Arg! As he ran across the screen. Well, not really ran but was moved in a bouncing manner. Well, I do.

Time to Start

Here it is! My own blog. I wonder how long it'll take to ruin me. I'll become so wrapped up in myself that I just may self destruct. I'm drinking my very fist cup of Chamomile Tea. I'm not fancy by nature but I felt there was a time to start. I wonder what the tea pioneers would think about the variety of tea we now have. Back then there was one flavor of tea, Tea. Now stores provide 8 feet of shelving to tea. Decaf, regular, regular decaf. Then you get your flavored (and the more fancy and trendy) varieties. Chamomile, Black Licorice, Maple Sugar, Chai, Earl Grey for the baby boomers, ect. I'm sure those Tetley Elves must just have rage pent up. "Flavors! Of course..." But now it's too late. Tea is not only in grocery stores. Oh no my friend, stores a plenty sell it. Health food stores, pharmacies, and coffee shops like Starbucks now sell to the enemy demographic. With that said, I don't care for this cup'o'crap.