Rejoice, boys and girls, we've managed to get an extra hour over the weekend...an hour I enjoyed to the fullest extent possible, passed-out and dehydrated in the warm confines of my bed.
It's been quite a few years since I last dressed up for Hallowe'en, but damned if I wasn't going to do it up right this year. After the initial frustrations of imagination cramps and putting-a-costume-together-at-the-last-minute, Nicole and I eventually settled on the classic undead theme. Pre-existing as a team, it was concluded that our costumes should go together, so we paired up as a quaint, undead, domestic couple. Perhaps physically manifesting our earlier wardrobe frustrations, our costume story was that we had a bit of a "domestic dispute" culminating in my grisly death, and Nicole's subsequent suicide.
My clothes, from brown cords to button-up sweater, were in tatters and soaked in blood, complimenting the slash marks across my face. Nicole's home-maker dress/apron combo was also splattered with blood, accentuating the deep, bloody gashes across her neck and wrists. To say that our costumes were totally awesome would be an absolute understatement. We looked even more gruesome than this adorable thing. Unfortunately, Nicole and I are both notoriously bad for taking pictures, so there is no photographic evidence of our awesomeness.
We attended a house party, jam-packed with all sorts of strange/inebriated/whore-ish characters. Most of the people I didn't know, aside from a handful of Lambda Chi's, both new and old - yet all younger than me. What I'll probably remember most about the evening, was a little potential disaster Nicole and I propagated in the basement while checking out Conor and Drover's pets. They had 2 cages of geckos, and 2 tanks of pirrhanas. Nicole was poking around at one of the tanks, when suddenly the light from the top tumbled into the tank. Almost immediately, I then reached into the pirrhana tank to scoop out the light, fearing that the fish would be electrocuted. You know, oblivious to the fact that; a) the combination of electricity and water could have killed me, b) the pirrhana could have devoured my flesh, or c) the pirrhana could have started eating me just before we were both killed by searing jolts of electrical current.
Through artful manipulation (and timing), we managed to score a free ride (as opposed to a taxi) back to the Lambda Chi house, ordered (and feverishly consumed) pizza and wings while we waited for a cab there, then experienced the double-fortune of scamming another free ride back to our apartment! Amazing! The mind reels at the probability of such an occurrence...
Currently: Gorging on 1/2 price Hallowe'en candy.
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Updates
I've updated my Ball Hockey Stats to reflect the games played this Sunday. Summary: "Team Indie" can lick my balls. End communication.
Monday, October 18, 2004
24
Well, well, well...another year has come and gone, and as always, it has passed far too quickly. It's late, and I'd like to crawl into bed. The past few days certainly have been eventful, and here are just a few highlights:
- tried spicy ginger buffalo and warm sake at The Eastbound Eatery
- woke up to an instant-Winter Wonderland
- finally received my cheap-o mp3 player from Telus
- was informed that Alex is now officially betrothed to Jeremy
- got 2 of the most amazing birthday presents ever; The Da Vinci Code and my own hockey card poster
- ate more devilled eggs in 12 hours than in the past 12 months
I'll certainly be posting more on these fine points, among others, in the next few days. I've got midterm exams and papers due next week, so I'll be a busy, indisposed man for the next 7 days, but I'll try and find time to post. If anything, I'll need to do it to maintain my own sanity.
Currently: Trying desperately to revive my precious mini-orange tree
- tried spicy ginger buffalo and warm sake at The Eastbound Eatery
- woke up to an instant-Winter Wonderland
- finally received my cheap-o mp3 player from Telus
- was informed that Alex is now officially betrothed to Jeremy
- got 2 of the most amazing birthday presents ever; The Da Vinci Code and my own hockey card poster
- ate more devilled eggs in 12 hours than in the past 12 months
I'll certainly be posting more on these fine points, among others, in the next few days. I've got midterm exams and papers due next week, so I'll be a busy, indisposed man for the next 7 days, but I'll try and find time to post. If anything, I'll need to do it to maintain my own sanity.
Currently: Trying desperately to revive my precious mini-orange tree
Sunday, October 17, 2004
This Man Is a Criminal...
I was thinking that my Last 10 Watched listing has now been rendered un-updateable now that I've got dozens upon dozens of movies at my fingertips every month. Maybe I'll just dedicate it to movies that I either rent or see in the theatre - you know, the ones that I actually pay for...
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Channels 750 thru 756
So in anticipation of the Matthew Good concert Nicole and I will be attending this Wednesday, I decide it would be a good idea to pick up his latest album, White Light Rock & Roll Review. Concerts are always great when you can sing along with the band and rock out to the fullest extent possible. The trouble with the new album, however, is that aside from Alert Status Red the other 11 songs are entirely forgettable. The album really didn't come together as a whole, and Nicole summed it up best when she remarked, "It's like he just had one song and then had to throw an album together."
You see...you SEE!? This is why I haven't bought albums in forever! What happens as soon as I shell out my cold, hard cash? I get screwed by the music industry, that's what. If the courts hadn't been so effective in shutting down Kazaa Lite I wouldn't be in jam. To be completely fair, though, I 've only listened to the album once, so maybe it will grow on me, kinda like Bush: The Golden State eventually did. I also picked up the new Green Day album, and that wasn't all that bad.
We had ourselves a quiet Thanksgiving long-weekend. Already this month my sister has thrown two large family get-togethers, and to be completely honest, those large crowds get a tad overwhelming. Both sets of parents indisposed, we were forced to fend for ourselves, and I must say, put together a rather fantastic meal this evening. We didn't go hungry, that's for sure, but if you're reading this Mom, I won't say no to a half a fridge of turkey and stuffing left-overs. Thinking back on the past year, I certainly have a lot to be thankful for, and every day's come as a greater blessing than the last. When I contemplate all I've got, the minor inconveniences and passing tribulations of daily life don't tend to carry much weight.
I've got my health, my family, and the woman I love...and beyond that, really, all those other nice things are just additional perks.
Currently listening to: Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia
You see...you SEE!? This is why I haven't bought albums in forever! What happens as soon as I shell out my cold, hard cash? I get screwed by the music industry, that's what. If the courts hadn't been so effective in shutting down Kazaa Lite I wouldn't be in jam. To be completely fair, though, I 've only listened to the album once, so maybe it will grow on me, kinda like Bush: The Golden State eventually did. I also picked up the new Green Day album, and that wasn't all that bad.
We had ourselves a quiet Thanksgiving long-weekend. Already this month my sister has thrown two large family get-togethers, and to be completely honest, those large crowds get a tad overwhelming. Both sets of parents indisposed, we were forced to fend for ourselves, and I must say, put together a rather fantastic meal this evening. We didn't go hungry, that's for sure, but if you're reading this Mom, I won't say no to a half a fridge of turkey and stuffing left-overs. Thinking back on the past year, I certainly have a lot to be thankful for, and every day's come as a greater blessing than the last. When I contemplate all I've got, the minor inconveniences and passing tribulations of daily life don't tend to carry much weight.
I've got my health, my family, and the woman I love...and beyond that, really, all those other nice things are just additional perks.
Currently listening to: Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia
Saturday, October 09, 2004
Dy-no-mite!
Saw Napolean Dynamite this evening. It totally rocked.
Currently: Uninstalling that damn Norton Security Suite from my HD.
Currently: Uninstalling that damn Norton Security Suite from my HD.
Thursday, October 07, 2004
Absolutely Delicious
The good eats just keep on continuing. The birthday celebration/feast at Jasmine's birthday party was followed up by an equally impressive evening of gluttony for Nicole's sister's birthday. The event was held at the New Asian Village, an establishment which serves some of the finest East Indian cuisine in the city.
This was the first time I'd ever been to the place, though I have had their food before. Several months ago, before Nicole and I discovered the joys of cooking our own meals here at home, we called Dial and Dine to pick us up some eats. Seeing as how I'd always eaten my fill of East Indian cuisine for free, this marked the first time I'd ever dished out money for it. The food was delicious, though the price to feed just the two of us was a bit extravagant.
On this evening, however, we discovered the joy of their buffet. Though there weren't many items, all the essential dishes were present - everything from tandoori chicken, to aloo gobi, to butter chicken, to curried lamb. The only thing better than eating these things, is being able to eat as much as humanly possible.
Their "cooler of 250 beers" was not only innovative, but probably one of the coolest things I've ever seen in a restaurant. Whenever you desired, you could walk up to the cooler (which took up a whole wall), pick a bottle from their vast selection of international beers, and bring it on back to the table! I had myself a delicious Danish Tuborg and a Steam Whistle from Ontario. What more can I say, it totally reeked of awesomeness.
I highly recommend the place, if you even remotely enjoy Eastern food. The restaurant has an authentic atmosphere and, even if just for a few hours, tricks the senses into thinking you're enjoying a leisurely bite to eat in Bombay, and not the grey, concrete streets of chilly Edmonton.
Next up is Thanksgiving, more birthdays, Christmas, New Years...man oh man, I'm sure gonna pack on the pounds this Winter, that's for sure!
Currently: Attempting to master Adobe Photoshop and Illustrator to effectively design business card logos.
This was the first time I'd ever been to the place, though I have had their food before. Several months ago, before Nicole and I discovered the joys of cooking our own meals here at home, we called Dial and Dine to pick us up some eats. Seeing as how I'd always eaten my fill of East Indian cuisine for free, this marked the first time I'd ever dished out money for it. The food was delicious, though the price to feed just the two of us was a bit extravagant.
On this evening, however, we discovered the joy of their buffet. Though there weren't many items, all the essential dishes were present - everything from tandoori chicken, to aloo gobi, to butter chicken, to curried lamb. The only thing better than eating these things, is being able to eat as much as humanly possible.
Their "cooler of 250 beers" was not only innovative, but probably one of the coolest things I've ever seen in a restaurant. Whenever you desired, you could walk up to the cooler (which took up a whole wall), pick a bottle from their vast selection of international beers, and bring it on back to the table! I had myself a delicious Danish Tuborg and a Steam Whistle from Ontario. What more can I say, it totally reeked of awesomeness.
I highly recommend the place, if you even remotely enjoy Eastern food. The restaurant has an authentic atmosphere and, even if just for a few hours, tricks the senses into thinking you're enjoying a leisurely bite to eat in Bombay, and not the grey, concrete streets of chilly Edmonton.
Next up is Thanksgiving, more birthdays, Christmas, New Years...man oh man, I'm sure gonna pack on the pounds this Winter, that's for sure!
Currently: Attempting to master Adobe Photoshop and Illustrator to effectively design business card logos.
Monday, October 04, 2004
Uncomfortable Silence
Boy oh boy did I manage to have myself a busy weekend. Weekends are meant to be a time of rest and relaxation, aren't they? Well, if they are then it feels like I went out of my way to ensure that these two days were action-packed to the max.
Things kicked off Saturday morning as I attempted to continue my little experiment of waking up at the same time every morning...for the rest of my life. At this point in the experiment, I've arbitrarily picked 07:00 as that time. While certainly an admirable goal to strive towards, I find it a fascinating exertion of my will power (or lack thereof). Anyways, I trotted on down to Advanis to work a shift from 10:00 - 17:00, after which I hurried on home to get spiffied up for my niece Jasmine's birthday party.
Quite frankly, the evening was pure pandemonium. Gatherings with my family tend to be a bit out of control, what with 6 ankle-biters now in the picture, but said gatherings at my sister Debbie's house take things to a whole new level. People from India know how to party, and her husband isn't shy about inviting everyone and anyone over for the evening. Now, I like being in a small house with 40 complete strangers as much as the next guy, but Lord have mercy on people like my sweet Nicole, who's not only surrounded, but most likely bombarded by kids as well. Just as we had just about had enough, the crowd dissipated, and the family was able to enjoy a few moments of comparable tranquility before departing - until the next celebration/collision.
A few more hours of sleep and another attempt at rising at 07:00 later, I was back out the door to participate in the Run for the Cure. It's the 2nd time I've participated, and hopefully many more are to follow. I've never fancied myself to be a runner, heck, even walking to the corner store makes me grumble, but it sure is nice to challenge yourself once in a while. I entered into the 5km run, which started promptly at 10:00 in the near-freezing morning air. I wore my full-body Helly Hanson thermal underwear under my sweats and shirt, and it sure didn't take long before things started to get nice and warm. The sheer volume of people made the start very slow, and you were forced to pretty much walk the first block or so before you found some gaps. I finished in 28 minutes and 3 seconds, without having to break my pace once. Not since Phys. Ed. and the dreaded 20-Minute Runs have I carried on in such a foolish manner.
As if that wasn't enough physical punishment for one day, I then proceeded to play 3 games of ball hockey with the boys. It was a momentous occasion, as I decided to wear a cup for the first time - not a bad idea when you're a goalie. I never got to see if it would help out, but I did watch Jason get bagged by a ball during warm-up shots. That alone made me thankful I had something awkwardly covering 2/3 of my genitals. There were goals, there were saves, and Mike's slapshot in the last game damn near broke my blocker arm. Fun times.
Sweaty and exhausted, I made my way back home to discover that Nicole and I had been invited to her sister's place for dinner and a movie, so I finally showered up and headed back out the door yet again. What followed was a delicious dinner (filled with so many of those "vegetables" her family is so keen on), a visit with their cuddly matrimonial offspring, and a viewing of perhaps the 2 worst movies to come out this year: Walking Tall and Eurotrip. One should always be wary of any movie that stars a professional wrestler, and, for the most part, modern teenage angst movies are trite rubbish. Compared to the gems that they pumped out in the 80's, teens these days just don't know how bad they got it. On a positive note, there were several extended scenes of beach-bronzed male phalluses, which should have delighted female movie-goers so frequently forced to endure female nudity. To my and all males subsequent chagrin, these were not matched with extended scenes of bottomless females, however.
Phew. I'm getting tired just typing all this stuff out. So yeah, it was a very busy weekend, and the weeks to come are just jam-packed with more events, birthdays, and holidays. So here I sit, sore legs and throbbing arm, typing out my Blog far beyond my planned bedtime...enjoying the uncomfortable silence of a post-late-night-Queen Donair binge.
Currently: Thinking of organs to sell to off-set my education costs.
Things kicked off Saturday morning as I attempted to continue my little experiment of waking up at the same time every morning...for the rest of my life. At this point in the experiment, I've arbitrarily picked 07:00 as that time. While certainly an admirable goal to strive towards, I find it a fascinating exertion of my will power (or lack thereof). Anyways, I trotted on down to Advanis to work a shift from 10:00 - 17:00, after which I hurried on home to get spiffied up for my niece Jasmine's birthday party.
Quite frankly, the evening was pure pandemonium. Gatherings with my family tend to be a bit out of control, what with 6 ankle-biters now in the picture, but said gatherings at my sister Debbie's house take things to a whole new level. People from India know how to party, and her husband isn't shy about inviting everyone and anyone over for the evening. Now, I like being in a small house with 40 complete strangers as much as the next guy, but Lord have mercy on people like my sweet Nicole, who's not only surrounded, but most likely bombarded by kids as well. Just as we had just about had enough, the crowd dissipated, and the family was able to enjoy a few moments of comparable tranquility before departing - until the next celebration/collision.
A few more hours of sleep and another attempt at rising at 07:00 later, I was back out the door to participate in the Run for the Cure. It's the 2nd time I've participated, and hopefully many more are to follow. I've never fancied myself to be a runner, heck, even walking to the corner store makes me grumble, but it sure is nice to challenge yourself once in a while. I entered into the 5km run, which started promptly at 10:00 in the near-freezing morning air. I wore my full-body Helly Hanson thermal underwear under my sweats and shirt, and it sure didn't take long before things started to get nice and warm. The sheer volume of people made the start very slow, and you were forced to pretty much walk the first block or so before you found some gaps. I finished in 28 minutes and 3 seconds, without having to break my pace once. Not since Phys. Ed. and the dreaded 20-Minute Runs have I carried on in such a foolish manner.
As if that wasn't enough physical punishment for one day, I then proceeded to play 3 games of ball hockey with the boys. It was a momentous occasion, as I decided to wear a cup for the first time - not a bad idea when you're a goalie. I never got to see if it would help out, but I did watch Jason get bagged by a ball during warm-up shots. That alone made me thankful I had something awkwardly covering 2/3 of my genitals. There were goals, there were saves, and Mike's slapshot in the last game damn near broke my blocker arm. Fun times.
Sweaty and exhausted, I made my way back home to discover that Nicole and I had been invited to her sister's place for dinner and a movie, so I finally showered up and headed back out the door yet again. What followed was a delicious dinner (filled with so many of those "vegetables" her family is so keen on), a visit with their cuddly matrimonial offspring, and a viewing of perhaps the 2 worst movies to come out this year: Walking Tall and Eurotrip. One should always be wary of any movie that stars a professional wrestler, and, for the most part, modern teenage angst movies are trite rubbish. Compared to the gems that they pumped out in the 80's, teens these days just don't know how bad they got it. On a positive note, there were several extended scenes of beach-bronzed male phalluses, which should have delighted female movie-goers so frequently forced to endure female nudity. To my and all males subsequent chagrin, these were not matched with extended scenes of bottomless females, however.
Phew. I'm getting tired just typing all this stuff out. So yeah, it was a very busy weekend, and the weeks to come are just jam-packed with more events, birthdays, and holidays. So here I sit, sore legs and throbbing arm, typing out my Blog far beyond my planned bedtime...enjoying the uncomfortable silence of a post-late-night-Queen Donair binge.
Currently: Thinking of organs to sell to off-set my education costs.
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