Holy Crap

Up. GO SEE IT.
I think it might even be better than Toy Story. I'm still deciding.
Take a kleenex, though. Take a few.

OMGEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

The Wild Things look so awesome!!

funny funny stuff

I saw the "Snuggie" commercial today - you know the one for the blanket with arms that makes the wearers look like weird cult members? Well, I was going to send it to my mom as a joke (because the house I grew up in was always stupid cold and I always walked around with a blanket cape) and I came across this - it's really really funny. REALLY FUNNY!! Watch all three. The dude who does them is currently my hero.

fartbook...

...or perhaps fecebook. or shitter.com. Ha ha. I like that.

Why do we care what everyone is doing every second of the day?

The boy had a great idea. Fartbook. Every time you fart, you announce it to the interwebs as though it's newsworthy. People can subscribe to your bowel movement diary. How entertaining! Actually, that is kid of entertaining....and I think it could actually work if approached properly...hmmm.

Paul just shouted from the other room - he farted!

Oh, and there I just did.

And Paul just sat back down on the couch...and farted.

Entertained?

Elbow!!

So, Elbow, one of my most favouritest bands, just won best band at the Brit awards, which I really don't care that much about, but way to go Elbow!

Anyhow, I was watching an interview with them after, and they said they're going on tour in March - so I got all excited. They went on tour last year to support their awesome album The Seldom Seen Kid, but didn't come anywhere near here to play (I was sad about this).

So, I rush to the Elbow site to see if there's a Toronto date - and guess what! There is. So for a second I'm absolutely overjoyed! Wheeeeee! Elbow!!

My happiness did not last - they're in Toronto in July - OPENING FOR......wait for it. WAIT FOR IT...



Blargh....can you guess which band?


I'll give you a hint. I hate them.




Everything about them.

Especially Chris Martin.





Fuck you, Coldplay.

Ow, my freakin' ears!

The boy is currently playing Super Mario 3 on the Wii.

He used to get annoyed with me when I would play Super Mario 2 and get frustrated when I'd die and start waving my arms and swearing.

Well, I'd like to quote him - about 2 minutes ago this colourful phrase came out of his mouth (not for sensitive souls):

"COCK-SMOKING SHIT FUCKER!"

Mario really brings out the best in us, apparently.

boys vs. girls

When the boy goes out with his guys friends I'll usually ask him what they did/what they talked about while they were out - the answer is usually "Nothing. You know. Stuff." And I'll say, "That's impossible, you must have talked about something." And then maybe later on I'll ask something like "How's (so and so)'s girlfriend?" And he'll say "I don't know. I didn't ask." And that's just that. They don't sit around and talk about their girlfriends. They don't pass juicy gossip. They talk about cars, guitars, maybe their jobs a bit, beers and just "shoot the shit".

So, last night we went to this dinner/fundraiser dance thingy and I was talking to a friend of Paul's - I mentioned that one of the trumpet players in the band looked like Wolverine. We laughed a little bit, and then I continued the joke and said something referring to the metal running through Wolverine - and I said "What is it? Titanium?" And the friend promptly corrected me - "It's Adamantium."

So, this morning we wake up (boy and me, not boy's friend and me) and we're talking, and he brings up that I didn't know what kind of metal runs through Wolverine.

This means that Paul's friend consciously sought him out after our conversation and told him about my lack of Wolverine knowledge. This means that boys will only talk/gossip about you when you don't know stupid details about the fucking X-MEN!?

I had been talking to a woman around my age earlier in the evening - we talked about the one girl's (I say girl because she was....in her mid-teens) dress that was way too short, and also see-through, we caught up about our mutual acquaintances and how they're doing in general, and you know - GOOD INTERESTING JUICY GOSSIP. X-Men did not come up even once.

Boys are dumb.

After Paul voiced his displeasure at my disregard for Marvel Comics trivial minutiae he started grilling me - Name the X-Men and their powers, etc etc. I said Magneto at one point and, BOY, did he not like that. I said that the X-Men movies (my only framework for knowing anything about them) were "stupid" and that he should be happy that I know who Wolverine is (and I named Jean Grey, Storm, Cyclops, Rogue and maybe a couple others AND their powers). And then I asked him to name all the Holograms.

And I don't think we'll have this discussion ever again.

They do WHAT!!!???

You might have seen this. If you haven't - watch it. At 10 seconds in, it gets pretty kinky. Meow, Barack!!

(Close) Second Best Hat of the Inauguration events

Fluffy.
Awesome.

Something to believe in

Well...let's call this my official return to blogging and leave it at that.

Anyhow, let's talk about Barack Obama.

Well, he's better than Bush. I'm pretty worried that he's up on such a pedestal right now that there's nowhere for him to go but down. Call me a cynic, but a politician is a politician, and he's probably going to fuck up a bunch of stuff and piss off a lot of people soon.

It doesn't really matter though - HE'S NOT BUSH.

This, however, is something I can get behind completely:


It's a GIANT BEDAZZLED BOW!!
I heart the hat.