Yeah, and I'm Korean....Right

Edmonton in the summer is great. Soo many fantabulous concerts are going on this year. I'm pretty stoked for She Wants Revenge and S.O.A.D. Desert Fox and I are soo going to both.

So I've pretty much not had a life these last few weeks. Other than yesterday, the last time I saw Desert Fox for more than 5 minutes was Friday the 14th, of April. That was my last day off. Oh my god, I'm turning into The Knowledge Whore. All he does is work. I didn't even see it coming. I had no idea, I had no warning or anything. This has got to stop. In other news, my nemesis and I are all cool, for now. Drunks really know how to work shit out. Ever since then we're good. Casanova seems to think this is all too weird but for now I'm optimistic that it'll last. It's just too tiring to hold a grudge, and all it did was make me miserable.

I watched a re-run of the Junos last night, I couldn't sleep and oddly at 3am, it seemed like my only option. Pamela Anderson did a terrible job. It's not really her fault though. Her taste includes the likes off Tommy Lee and Kid Rock. Those guys are pretty skeezy and honestly, their music sucks. And she's as much Canadian as I am Korean. Watching her do the Junos was brutal, not pleasant and vicious. The two just don't mesh well, it'd be like... Tipper Gore hosting the BET Awards. Just not cool.....

Drunky McDrunk

I love drunk people, they're good times. I really don't know what was better, free drinks or watching those who consumed them ramble on and on about oil prices. Knowledge Whore was totally trashed and really did provide good entertainment. I would have to say that talking to your boss is totally better when they're blocked and spilling secrets. Good times.

This is Not a Boxing Ring

Blue and Brad:

My blog is not a boxing ring, you two don't need to get shots in against each other at every chance you get. Now, I'm not going to get into the middle of this but I will say this: Blue, Brad wins. He'd mop the floor with you. That's all I'm going to say. But if you two need to duke it out, Brad's got a blog too. The link is on my page. Under Brady McBrad's Blog.

Blue, That's Harsh

Blue, it's a little harsh to say that India is messed up. Just because some weird guy can grow hair on his ears and just because Frasier is a jerk, it doesn't mean that India sucks. Not cool man.

My Frasier

Everyone has a Frasier or a Newman if you will. I will call mine a Frasier because I don't really like Seinfeld. You all know what I'm talking about. That once person who makes your blood boil, picking every single thing you say apart, constantly piping in with his 2 cents not really noticing that it's neither wanted or appreciated. He knows everything yet knows nothing. A constant mind numbing ringing in your ears and an arrogance so profound it can be seen from space. Why say the word sure when you can say certainly. Hell, agree is soo mundane, nothing says class like the word concur. And if I have to listen to him ramble on about things that no one cares about but him, I just may hang myself with my bloody jacket.

A-Bomb...Right

I would like to make this clear: I support our soldiers not the war. I do not want another email regarding my post from 5-ish months ago. A-Bomb, let it go. And FYI, if you're going to call yourself "A-Bomb" don't use your real name to set up the account.

Oh Canada...Why do You Suck So???

It'd be nice if Canada did or had anything great. The oldest tortoise lived in India, the world's largest jacket was made in Kiev, Ukraine and the deepest underground nuclear explosion was south of Nefteyugamsk, Siberia, Russia. All we seem to do is make Maple syrup, (which isn't all it's cracked up to be, trust me, big disappointment) and have Policemen who ride horses in some musical parade. Now, I'll leave you with a tasty treat. Meet Radhakant Bajpai of Naya Ganj, Uttar Pradesh, India, who has hair sprouting from the centre of his outer ears (middle of the pinna) that measures a disgusting 13.2 cm (5.19 in) at its longest point. The length of the 50-year-old's pinna pelt(eww!) was confirmed by medical examiner Dr. R P Gupta.
"Making it to Guinness World Records is indeed a special occasion for me and my family," said Radhakant. "God has been very kind to me." Right... Radhakant, buddy... Are you sure you should really bring god into this? I'm thinking...no....