Monday, October 27, 2003

Halloween Party

This is a special thanks to all that came out on Saturday, the party wouldn't have been quite as good if it wasn't for any of you. You guys are the bestest.

Here is Ava as Harley Quinn. She was telling me a story about how her original pants were one leg red and one leg black. She opted for the all black pant look which looks more classier. But then I ask myself, "what came of those pants? were they given to Jack White of the White Stripes for their latest video?" Eerie.

And this would be the source of all the drumstick/magic wand anal jokes. Bob went against tradition and avoided the army costume this year and opted for a Harry Potter costume. He does have the scar, but is keeping it strategically out of shot. The wand would make its pokey rounds by the end of the night, as with all good costume props (devil sticks, hats, wigs, head lice, etc.). I'm a little disappointed with the scarf. My only suggestion is for Bob to suggest he is Evil Potter or the Anti-Potter... He's not quite there to be a full on Harry Potter (and even took off the hooded cape I lent him for all of a minute. Bob was awesomely drunk by the end of it all. Bob rocks.

This is Christian pre-illness. And now I see his foolishness in his hands. He claims the meat got him ill, but the "cider" he is drinking is almost as bad as Dragon's Punch for having adverse effects on someone. His hands are hidden in this shot, but there is a definitely a "tattoo" of E-L-W-O-O-D on his knuckle and a half. I know 'cause I drew it myself. Christian tells a better tale on his website, and it comes with an illustration.

Me. In Battle Royale costume. Biggest question for me is "what are you?" "Have you seen Battle Royale?" "Oh, no! But I have heard of it!" Very common response. Too bad I couldn't have had it playing in the background. It would certainly have less porn than what is on behind me in this picture. I plan on adding the map, a weapon and some food rations for later this week.

Emily Flashdancing about. I think she told the best costume story of the night. Upon leaving her house her mother suggested that she looked like a hooker. I thought that was hilarious. Because in a few ways, in the summer, if you go down to Cordova, you can find women stuck in 80s dance routine clothing, sans leg warmers. With classic hoop earrings that were for a while back in style thanks to J-Lo...

Best thing about Ethan's costume was that he couldn't walk through the Clubhouse with the helmet on. Too funny. He was carefully guided into the kitchen when I first got a glimpse of the problem. I forgot to announce costume height restrictions this year, but I didn't think anyone would exceed them.

The dark faeire and the resident instant photgrapher (thanks Eva!) were actually modified by her (which is incredible for the accuracy and matchingness of the holes to the original design). Also impressive was the lifespan of her hairstyle which lasted all night. If you're looking for you gelly blood I have it.

The first of two Kill Bill costumes (I'll have to wait until I finish the roll and develop mine to show the rest of the costumes MIA), Mariko came as Elle Driver (aka California Mountain Snake). Very well done and it created quite the debate over Elle's code name.

I'm under the impression I wouldn't mind taking Graeme to see "Once Upon A Time In Mexico" for the sole reason that someone loses some eyes very dramatically. And he's got guns. Here's the guy concerned with his make-up, Paul. Paul did not get nearly drunk enough, but this could be a blessing as my bed was not the recipient of vomit. Thanks Paul for not vomitting on my bed. Much appreciated. Kudos! (as always, just teasing).

Up close and personal, here's Rachael in her 18th Century Parisian costume (she's so much more historically cultured than the rest of us... or at least overt about it). I'm glad to see that she had ironed out the last few details that were problems on Thursday. Her hat exceeded my expectations on what someone could make in a such a short span of time. Very very cool.

The neighbourhood popular Lost Souls look graced Scott for Saturday. It's too bad you couldn't see the suit he was wearing. As I recall it was very ornate for a suit and very swanky. He could probably have stuck a couple of fangs in, some drippy blood and it would have been a fancy little vampire costume. I wonder who did his make-up... looks good.

Trevor. I'm beginning to really love Trevor's presence at the Clubhouse events (this is not to say that I didn't like it before). I love a guy who can encourage drunken revelry in others. I think the half a dozen really drunk people really moved the party along. And, yeah, Trevor, your gloves and cape were retrieved successfully from the bah-be-que.

As the night went on, costume bits started to make their way around. Here's Grae with Paul's wig. He echoes the grunge scene with that goatee nicely. And those that got to see the running joke with Grae, me and the wig are going to have something to share to those that departed early, I suppose.

Of course, without a wig, effeminate Paul adopts mine.

Owen would acquire Mike's mask in a moment of absurdity captured on "film".


The costumes of the night seemed to be of Sophie and Gareth. I continue to not hold out high expectations for their costumes, and every year I am caught off guard. This is some serious Halloween commitment. Gareth told me the story about how Owen wouldn't let up on finding out what they planned to be for Halloween. Finally Gareth caved and confessed that they were going as the cheesey classic couple's costume of a prince and a princess. Apparently Owen gave quite the look. And it was not Link and Zelda, Owen. Nice guess... I would have pictured them as Gay Rainbow Ken and Rainbow Barbie for a few weeks in horror.


Bob and Rachael on the couch. We've mentioned them both already, so they just get a simple caption. Nya. By the way Rachael, whatever happened to those sorority pictures?


Karen and Laura, acting like a couple of animals. The Elephant costume was apparently a butchered child's costume and the Mouse was a second hand grab at the V&V boutique. Great ideas for next year for me.


With a photograph, Nick's man of stone works really well against Bree's Medusa. This costume comes courtesy of Miyuki. The more I see of Miyuki's handiwork, the more impressed I am. That wig was solid.

If I am missing any photographs (I got three empty emails, and I'm certain Eva took pictures of Mike as well as a few others) I'll post another one of these later.

Sunday, October 26, 2003

I Lost Count Very Early On

The only count made was 34. So at one point last night there were 34 people in this one bedroom (the one room not being filled) Clubhouse.

It started out with Christian, Paul and Eva to the Meat Fest (which didn't sit too well with the newly vegetarianized Christian) which was glutonous (in so many ways). Bob showed up next followed by Rachael, Chris, Owen, Gareth and Sophie. And then I lost track.

Themes found in costumes this year included movies characters (2 for Kill Bill, Once Upon a Time in Mexico, Blues Brothers, Hellraiser--methinks...--, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Fame, Bubba Ho Tep, Battle Royale), myths and fables (Medusa and her man of stone, dark faerie, elf), cartoon characters (He-Man, She-Ra, Harly Quinn) as well as a whole slew of others: Janitor, Pizza Delivery, 2 Indie Rock Stars* (heheheh), Psychotic clown thingy, 3 over-worked students*, Viking, Skeleton, Elephant, Doremon/Mouse, 18th Century Parisian woman, Bat/Punk Girl, angry Samoan, Lost Soul** (plus others that I can't recall at this time--I'm missing a couple).

There was no prizes this year as it would be difficult to judge anything this time around. Best Costume would be probably awarded to Gareth and/or Sophie just for sheer effort, but there were so many great costumes (again) this year. Tackiest decoration was Paul's (in my eyes) with a plastic motion detector shield with a skull with a pair of sunglasses that sang "I'm a Soul Man!" for far too long when you went by it. As for the most drunkest, there was some serious competition this year. Excellent showing by Mike, Trevor, Graeme and E-Milly (as well as others).

Instensly busy, a lot of fun, and once Christian has his December schedule figured out, I'll announce the Decemberween Fest for early December.

*These were not costumes. But they worked as such.
**This was a spill over from the Parade of Lost Souls which had a huge turn out this year. As this occurs every year a block from The Clubhouse there tends to be at least one person in dead spirit sort of dress. Nothing defined, but unquestionably a costume.

Party, Party, and more Party

Most hardcore Costume(s): Props to Sophie for her work on Gareth and herself as He-Man and She-Ra. A close second in my books was Chris, whose Ring Wraith was pretty darn cool.

Cutest Costume(s): Karen's Elephant costume was pretty cute, as was Eva's Faerie.

Least Effort: Not including myself, or those who didn't bring costumes, Bob was the clear winner of the day in this category as he pretty much looks like Harry Potter at the best of times. (It was funny to see ol' 'arry Pottah get rip roaring drunk).

Drunkest: This one's a hard one. I'd say T-Gem outdid himself on this one yet again, as did Bob. I know I was way over my normal limit, and Christian was the quickest one knocked down. Mike was quite a bit of fun too. (I'm so sorry I couldn't come today Mike, we will definitely hook up soon.)

It was funny, I think this was the stickiest party we've ever thrown. (Maybe that's just my perspective after been hit in the head with a shot of beer from Bob's ill-fated attempt at a shotgunning.) It seemed that almost everyone drinking was drinking some kind of cooler, or vodka beverage. I suspect there was many a hangover today.

The movies were not a hit, either people couldn't stand the gore, wanted more porn or something but they were fairly quickly shutdown. (And replaced with the Secret of Nimh).

All in all, a good party methinks. I really hope Eva gets some of those pictures up here!

Friday, October 24, 2003

MORE HALLOWEEN IDEAS

You really, really have to check this out. Sobaka Sean sent me this link to a museum of failed halloween costumes:

http://www.retrocrush.com/costumes/index.html

Enjoy!

Duke

Thursday, October 23, 2003

Confessions of a rum-addled mind vol. 11

This issue: I miss my avatar, Costume Tips, Me and my PADI

1. I miss my avatar. It was animated. It was Homer Simpson with a glint in his teeth. I'm not sure what to make of this bat character, perhaps if he bit into something small and furry.

2. Costume Tips: Wear something bright and fluorescent so that cars can see you. Actually I meant "shopping" tips, but all the same...

- Value Village (7/10) Maybe I got started too late, but they were sold out of a lot of supplies and had inflated prices on "official" merchandise like the osbournes ($45-50 range). Still, the classic wigs were plentiful. Commercial and Hastings seems like the best of the bunch.

- Zellers (3/10) One aisle, I didn't even expect to find that. Mostly kiddie costumes with the exception of a complete dracula kit. Horrible.

- It's my party shop (6/10) On clark avenue in burquitlam. Mostly rentals but odds and ends like tridents, beards, swords etc...need to reserve a costume a month in advance.

- Spencer Gifts (4/10) As much as i'd like to look exactly like Gary Coleman to the point of fooling his birth parents, I can't justify $100...sorry, universal.

- London Drugs (8.5/10) Surprisingly good selection, 2 aisles, plenty of supplies (wigs, hwd makeup fx, accessories) and full outfits for kids and adults. 30% off.

So there's your answer to "where do i go for that fake beard 2 hours before the party?"

3. Me and my PADI

So I got into snorkeling this summer, between Alouette lake and Qualicum Beach, and realized my calling in this life. Then they closed all the parks and lakes for a month. I realized that my boss wrote the book on where to go diving in BC and found out that he was an instructor and shop owner through the late 80's and early 90's...enter my keen sense of enthusiasm.

I signed up for the open water scuba course a few weeks ago and am just into the second of 5 lessons consisting of 2 hours theory and 2 hours pool practice out at the Coquitlam Aquatic center. A class of four, youngest is 15 and eldest would be me. Far more extensive than I expected, they teach you how to select the right equipment for your needs (yeah, a marketing tool), perform safety checks, suit up and all the emergency recovery procedures. Plus a review of Kinesiology 105 and pressure vs. volume and all that good stuff...

First night at the pool, we started in the warmer waters of the wave pool by clearing masks, clearing regulators, swapping snorkel for regulator, inflatable BCD (vest) operation and breathing techniques. Then we moved over to the big pool and did some deep entry and maneuvering with massive fins on our feet. Quite an experience though, breathing underwater for the first time, floating with neutral buoyancy, balanced by a weight belt and semi-inflated vest.

That's all for today, kiddies...see you Saturday night.

Duke

Michael Moore in Vancouver?

Hey, I heard a rumor that Michael Moore will be signing copies of "Stupid White People" and other fine literature at the Chapters downtown on Robson this Saturday. I can't verify the timeframe yet, but I imagine 10-12, 12-2 or 2-4 are safe bets.

Why not go down and see if he'll light a nice fire under Gordon Campbell's ass...just tell him 8,000 people are being kicked off welfare next week...actually, he'd probably support the initiative the save the free press (G. straight) from the $1M PST fine.

He'd be a kid in a candy store if he swung by city hall...

Duke

More Hallowe'en Goodness

Originally Posted by Eva

SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES 4
DEVIL'S NIGHT- THURSDAY OCTOBER 30
THE PURPLE ONION

15 Water Street, Gastown
Vancouver, BC
9pm - 2am
$6

There will be an eighties room and a Goth/industrial room...all the cheezey music you can squeeze into one club...

PRIZES FOR BEST COSTUMES
There's tons of cash and prizes to be won, and the contest is judged by previous winners and audience appreciation! That means YOU!

BEST JACK-O-LANTERN CONTEST!
The very popular Best Hallowe'en Pumpkin contest continues! Take your time at home and carve a pumpkin in whatever style you wish, and bring it down before 10:30 to the club, pick up a candle, and find a good spot to display it somewhere in the club for the night! The Best Jack-O-Lantern winner will be announced during the costume contest and receive a cash prize!

Anyone interested? It was pretty good last year...awesome costumes.

Wednesday, October 22, 2003

A question for the masses:

So, would it be worth my time to bring a scaled down version of my FX kit to the party on Saturday? Just enough to do nasty, scabby cuts and bruises and such?

What do you all think?

Corinne Takes A Break

It took about half an hour, but I'm skipping dinner to bring you kids my little surprise! There needs to be some tweaking (blogger logo/haloscan logo/counter and such), but this should give you something new to look at.

Next project: FLASH!

Monday, October 20, 2003

At Corinne's Request

I've been spending far too much time procrastinating using these three links:

www.aldaily.com

www.scitechdaily.com

www.metafilter.com

(actually she only asked for the first one but whatever...I like the other two.)

Shiney goodness...

So I went out to do the job hunting thing today, joy of joys...and I actually found one I really want...it's at a new counter called "Pout" in Holt Renfrew. If any of you are into makeup, check it out, it's really neat. Very much how I would design a makeup line, given the chance.

They've promised me a call for an interview by the end of this week, and that if I get the job I will have no social life to speak of, as I will work Saturday, Sunday and Monday. I can live with that. I have very little social life right now due to not haveing money, so it won't be that big of a change.

My laugh for the day

Oh, this is good...read all the way through the description under the photo...

Link Fixed!

It's worth a couple clicks.

Sunday, October 19, 2003

On lousy jobs and annoying employers

Okay, does this make sense to anyone?

Last year, I was hired for my current job. I was informed I would receive at least 20 hours per week of work, which is enough to pay rent, eat, exciting things like that.

So they then hire an assistant manager, which effectively means they did not need to have hired me. I was actually told that if they had known the department would be getting an assistant, they would not have hired me. Big surprise, 20 hours per week turns rapidly lower.

Continuing on, I manage to keep at it, assuming things will get better. I work part time in the computer department of the store to make ends meet until I have worked the mandatory year that I must before I am allowed to transfer.

Yay! It has been a year. I apply for a position at a bigger, brighter, newer store. I say "I only get about 12 hours a week at my current store. I need 20 hours per week to be able to live." They say "No problem!"

I get my first schedule. Were it not for a specialized sales training course I have to attend during my first week at the new store I would have 9 hours. Nine.

So riddle me this : Why the HELL do you transfer someone to a new job only to give them LESS hours than the job they told you flat out they were leaving due to NOT ENOUGH HOURS?!?!

Argh!



So I'm starting wallpapering prestigious cosmetic counters with my resume tomorrow. Wish me luck!

Halloween Contest Announcement

This year we're switching tracks at the Clubhouse (for many reasons) and this year's contest is "Tackiest Halloween Decoration".

Be sure that your name is placed obviously on it.

Remember a couple years back, we had someone win the pumpkin carving contest by default? Let's have a real compitition this year.

Saturday, October 18, 2003

Reach out and crush someone...

Well, it is finally time to retire my pager... It's old, scuffed up, turns on and off whenever it feels like, and is generally falling apart. To replace it, I've got a shiny new cell phone the size of a penknife. I feel like I'm going to break it every time I touch it. At any rate, you can now reach me at (six zero four) five three seven - eight six eight six. My pager will still be functional until this time next month, so if you forget and page me instead, no big deal.

Friday, October 17, 2003

$3,962

I have $500 a month to live on as MSP has informed me that $100 of my student loan must be returned to MSP for premium coverage.

Why is it that I pay the same amount for MSP as someone who makes a salary of over $100,000 annually? In order to qualify for premium service the entire family must make under $12,000. I don't make any money. I'm borrowing it.

I'm just mad I had to sit beside a nosepicker who smelled like Tuna Fish Play Doh. And by nosepicker he was more of an excavator.

And I am pissed about this MSP policy.

Thursday, October 16, 2003

Rain. In Vancouver?

While the steps of my school were turning into water fountains (mountains schools seem to get heavier rains) I think I am now getting sick.

I was soaked through (because of the full buses passing by me and the swift removal of all shelters in Vancouver) by the time I got to school I was drenched to the point where my under-layers were sticking to my skin making it itchy. I remained wet and inside with no semblence of heat all day. I was still wet by the time I left school at 3:30pm and had another TWO buses drive off because they were full.

I am really hating transit today.

For your Information...

Courtesy of Sinister Sam (a.k.a. jaded QT hater):
Amazing QT interview including a shot by shot dissection of every film and tv show in Kill Bill. (I knew Hattori Hanso was from something!)

p.s. Make sure you check out the cartoon on page 2.

I <3 Airside Shop

I'm a consumer whore!

And How!

Christmas is the most loveliest time of the year!

Joy.

So very cool.

Very.

Wednesday, October 15, 2003

I Post Like a Guy

It's my over-usage of the word "the" I think.

Test your writing.

Good-bye, everybody, we have to go

Old news: Kate and I are leaving the country on November 5. (Coincidentally, the day that Revolutions opens. Midnight showing, here we come!)

New news: Kate and I are having a bye-bye get-together thingy on Saturday, November 1. Starting off at Revs (formerly Brentwood Lanes, aka the battleground for Bowling for Righteousness), then to the Sitar in Gastown for dinner, then to (preferably) that room at the Fox & Firkin (where we began the Mock Prom). After that, who knows.

Attend as much or as little as you like. Skip the Sitar if you don't like Indian food (what, are you racist or something?).

Spread the word to people we don't hate. Can someone call up Cameron and tell him to show up?

It now occurs to me that I can't remember when we plan to start this, or even if we decided on a time. So, yeah, see if you're free sometime on Nov. 1, you know, afternoonish and later. Details TBA, I suppose.

Please lemme know if you think you might show up, and for which bits.

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

My Kill Bill Review

I'm gonna keep this sucker fairly brief as it is getting kind of late and I have to make sure Corinne gets some sleep (I get to sleep in).

I must say that this is one of those situations where I had the film hyped up so greatly that it could have ruined it for me. Both Garath and Corinne, who had seen the movie a few days before, had tried to prevent their excitement from slipping out, but failed miserably. (Garath actually let slip that it was one of his top 10 movies!) Going into this movie I had to ignore the hype that had built up. Did it affect my viewing of the movie in a negative way?

Yes. The movie actually seemed pretty slow and kind of cheesy at the time of viewing. The pacing seemed off, and the characterization didn't jump out at me. The action scenes and gore were entertaining as was a lot of the dialogue and odd QT-like scenarios. But at the time of viewing I was feeling a little underwhelmed. The movie really seemed to drag.

It was in retrospect that the movie slowly became one of my favorites. I kept thinking about little bits and pieces. Dialogue, kick-ass action, how hot Lucy Liu is. The movie didn't seem anywhere as deep as Quentin's other movies, but I think that there might be something going on that will handle that in the third movie. It was the little things that improved it in retrospect: the fact that the cereal box was labeled Kaboom, the music, certain scenes that jump to consciousness. The movie lingers as a good movie should, and brings the desire to go see it again.

All in all, pretty good, but no Reservoir Dogs or Pulp Fiction.

86%

Thursday, October 09, 2003

Kill Bill

Not dead yet, but awesome, awesome, awesome.

I'm not writing a review, I'm just bragging.

Saturday at 2pm a bunch of us are going to Silvercity Metrotown to watch this in its glory (again).

Intolerable Cruelty is 10pmish Friday (tomorrow) night.

Mark a big white X on our door we have the Plague

I am sick. Karen is getting sick. Bob the evil has brought "the disease" into our house. I am generously spreading it to people at school, at work, in my pottery class and anyone on public transport who has a weak constitution. There is a girls' night in at my house (read sorority) on Saturday night. All girls are invited if they are not already going to the halo party. Karen mentioned some very scary sounding beauty treatments if you are into that kind of .... er kink?... then this party is for you. I have been told I am attending, though I am really not sure anyone checked my schedule first. Maybe I can make up a previous appointment I had. I don't think we will be going too late. Karen has to work on Sunday morning. I am going to my mother's on Sunday and spread the disease to my family.

Tuesday, October 07, 2003

More Events Than the Email

Halloween has two additions:

Saturday October 25 has a meat-fest again at the Memphis Blues at 4:30-5pm before the big Halloween party. Lemme know in advance so I can grab a properly sized table (less meat, more people I think this time... leave some room for the drinks and snacks and braaaaaaains).

Friday October 31, is a haunted house that I am participating in. It's in Burnaby near SFU (west of, down the hill in the giant 'burby section of Burnaby) at Trevor's joint (remember the guy who won the drinking contest at the Liver Destuction Party a couple months back? You were too sober, try again this month). From 6-9pm there is going to be a spectacular house of horrors that is toured by small groups every 5 or so minutes. Some creepy stuff is being suggested (butcher shops still carry cows' eyes, no?), and it's a troupe of about 10 people participating in the tomfoolery. Let me know if any of you want to see the house of horrors that a bunch of bored, young adults are cooking up. Should be verrrrrrry cool. If nothing else, drinking and chaos to follow suit.

Monday, October 06, 2003

Leaping Audiences

I have not been so scared and jumpy at a movie as I have with "A Tale of Two Sisters". That being said I have now destroyed the movie for everyone by placing enormous expectations on it.

The audience was into this movie with jumps, gasps, screams, deep breaths and inpenetrable stillness. Amazing movie, awesome experience.

I can't sleep now.

98%

"Nothing" was quirky and humourous. Quirky. Very quirky. Kept me entertained, but probably would not have sought this movie out had it not been for throngs of "Cube" fans. 72%

Saturday, October 04, 2003

The Last Life in the Universe

You may remember the librarian Kenji as Kikihara in Ichi the Killer or the yakuza guy as Miike Takashi, but either way, this is not Ichi's twin, sequel, brother, cousin or bastard son.

Even with a yakuza sub-plot, this Hong Kong/Japan/Thailand film presented in Thai, English and Japanese (maybe more...) is softer than Ichi; about a shut in recluse anal Japanese librarian finding out that he is not the last life in the universe as he supposes he is.

Opening with Kenji's (Asano Tadanobu) admission that in three hours time, two people will enter his meticulous apartment to find him hanging not from heart break or hopelessness, but from release of the mundane to the closure of another fantasy image, you watch ths "love story" unravel between the last two people on Earth.

Noi (Sinitta Boonyasak) loses her sister in the same 24 hour span where Kenji loses his brother--both in horribly violent on screen ways. Kenji, as a witness to Noi's sister's death, makes friends with Noi in a way that only an anal retentive recluse can: he cleans her house for her (while she has some fantastic trip where the house cleans itself).

So much goes on in this movie that I could write pages and pages worth of essay style writing, but I'd rather just define it as beautifully filmed, scripted and performed.

92%

Double Bill

October 10, 2003

Kill Bill
Intolerable Cruelty

Both of these movies are released this Friday. And damn, I can't pick. So I'm going to watch both.

Friday, October 03, 2003

Halo Party

So... yeah... There's this thing on Sunday the 11th with TVs and XBoxes and Halo.

There will probably be a bunch of stinky nerds and stuff, so I don't expect much interest from any of you, but you're all welcome to come with me.

Drop me a line and I'll get you all the info and even take you with me (or meet you there). It'll be in Burnaby.

Tuesday Movie Schedule for October!!

As promised, the eagerly anticipated all monster movie program:

Tuesday October 7 -- In the Beginning
7pm: Bride of Frankenstein [1935] -- James Whale's camp horror masterpiece
There will not be a 9pm program as BJ and I have film fest tickets for 9:45.

Tuesday October 14 -- Hungry Like the Wolf
7pm: The Howling [1981] -- Directed by Joe Dante, written by Jon Sayles and featuring among all people: Slim Pickens and Robert Picardo. One of the smarter "Effects-Horror" flicks.
9pm: In the Company of Wolves [1984] -- Just in case you weren't sure what "Little Red Ridding Hood" was really about, Neil Jordan makes it brutally obvious.

Tuesday October 21 -- '70's Dracula Disco Nightmare
7pm: Dracula A.D. 1972 [1972] -- If nothing else signaled the death knell of the Great Hammer House of Horror, this was at least part of it. Featuring the immortal Christopher Lee, and Peter Cushing in perhaps his best role.
9pm: Scream, Blacula Scream! [1973] -- Surprisingly spooky sequel to one of the more compelling Black-sploitation genre crossovers. With Pam Grier and William Marshall.

Tuesday October 28 -- Zombies!!!!
7pm: (Subject to Change) Burial Ground [1980] -- Unbeliveable, over the top, Eurotrash craziness. Sinister Sam's favourite movie of all time.
9pm: Stacy [2001] -- Japanse film about teenage school girls who start dropping dead and becoming zombies. Let me repeat: "Japan", "school-girls", "zombies"... need I say more?

Again, try to RSVP if you can. We like to have an idea of numbers. And since no one bothered to way in on the Pop Fund issue there has been little pop at the last couple screenings, so let us know what you want!

Also, if possible try to keep Thur Oct 30 open as we are looking into planning a larger scale Halloween event at Placebo Sofa Cinema. Details to follow.

~Later my Lovelies
Meeko

Thursday, October 02, 2003






Which Jhonen Vaquez character are you? By EmReznor.

Film Festival Reviews (finally)

The Day My God Died: As to be expected of a movie about child prostitution in Bombay where the HIV rate is 80% among 100,000 kidnapped girls, it was a downer. There were four or five girls featured ranging from 14 to 21, each being kidnapped between the ages of 7 and 19 and forced into prostituion (and not forced in the bribe way--much worse than I'm comfortable discussing here). Down sides include Wynona Ryder's poetry recital which stopped the movie everytime she read a piece of a poem written by retrieved girls, and at times the pacing was slow, even for a documentary. On the upswing of this dreary presentation was the groups that are active in protecting theses girls from becoming a part of the pile. Definitely inspired activism. If I were giving it a percentage, I'd say about a 71% mark.

The Ressurection of the Little Match Girl: Probably my favourite movie so far this year (none have made me super excited), it encapsulates the 108 Buddist deemed human sins, a Hans Christian Andersen fable (he was the dark Mama Goose), VR Video Games, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and Matrix fighting styles, cheesey CG and a fish gun called the "Mackerel". Absolutely amazing in its non-stop stuff happening. I'll probably be watching this seven or more times to get all of it in. Readings to take in before next screen will include: those 108 sins, The Little Match Girl itself (which Grae was using for his marking surface, oddly enough), and I really need to find out what movie had the digital butterflies that symbolized entry into VR (I theorize that it was eXistenZ, but I am not certain) and find out where that originates from). 85%

Gozu: Uh... Uh... If you don't like Takashi or DoA3, don't go. You won't get it. I didn't and I love the guy. 82%

Monday, September 29, 2003

Film Fest-y Schedule Thing

it was requested that we list what films we were going to. following is what we have tickets for (so far...)

Wed Oct 1
1:00pm -- Save the Green Planet (GR7)
BJ only.

Thur Oct 2
9:30pm -- The Station Agent (VOG)
Winner of the Audience Prize at Sundance this year.

Fri Oct 3
9:30pm -- Jagoda in the Supermarket (RID)

Sun Oct 5
2:00pm -- Nothing (GR4)
By the guy who did CUBE.
10:00pm -- A Tale of Two Sisters (GR1)
May be preceded by a screening at The Den Of Sin (but not Gozu as initially anticipated, it's still on it's way from Kelowna)

Tue Oct 7
9:45pm -- Hitting Zero
Requisite Canadian Shorts program. Movie night will be an A program only. Details to follow.

Tech Help. Corinne Speaking.

My mother and I spent about 15 minutes manouevering over the phone how to FIND and COPY a file from one person's computer to another.

FIFTEEN MINUTES.

This may sound like a simple task, but mom doesn't understand the basics of "right click" and "drag". Plus there are no visuals to help her, it's just "Do you see this?" If yes, next step, if no, go back one step and do it again. Repeat ad nausium.

(make that half an hour... she's called back).

Now her A Drive doesn't seem to work.

Sunday, September 28, 2003

GOZU (first VIFF review, Dir. Takashi Miike, Scr. Sakichi Sato)

GOZU (or Cow Head)

"A friend in need is a friend indeed."

Despite being ditched by the "group" of bloggers that planned to catch this matinee on Saturday, I bussed it down to Granville 7 and lined up behind 70 people to get in and find out what makes this Yakuza ghost story a nominee for the most popular foreign film in the festival (read: it was a BIG hit at Toronto). From the director and screenwriter of Ichi the Killer, comes a Japanese version of U-turn, only far more bizarre and twisted than the depths of Oliver Stone's imagination.

I was relieved that this one wasn't a gorefest, I'm far more interested in Takashi's sharp characters and senseless plots that paint a very surreal and depraived portrait of yakuza life. This one involves a yakuza henchman, Ozaki (Sho Aikawa), who becomes mentally unstable with paranoia, to the point of accusing everyone and everything of being part of an assassination attempt on him or his superiors. As a result, the boss selects Minami (Hideki Stone) to dispose of him at a junkyard in Nagoya. However, things go horribly wrong when Minami believes that Ozaki has been accidently killed in a mishap enroute to the city, but finds the body missing after visiting a rather bizarre coffee house. Hence begins the epic search...

"It was much hotter yesterday, you're crazy! It was T-shirt weather, ask anybody."

Takashi invites you to immerse your senses in a surreal journey through a side of Nagoya that Jon never mentioned to me on his trip there in 1998. He has a definite love for the juxtaposition of beauty and disgust, as he lulls you with the former and sneaks up on you with the latter. He also tantalizes the senses with all forms of liquid (a British interviewer commented on Takashi's films making him extremely thirsty), despite lacking the gallons of blood that Ichi bombarded audiences with. Needless to say I have no further interest in drinking milk and may never look at another ladle the same way again...but I do want to find a shirt like the woman's brother's at the hotel.

Anyhow I recommend it, it was fun to view it alone and completely immerse myself in the mindset of Takashi Miike, but don't get too comfortable. I don't think Coquitlam is too far off from Nagoya though, yet again I see two 12 year old kids in the pool playing a game where one of them pretends to be a seal while the other one clubs him with a tennis ball, after which the seal screams "PARAMEDIC!" then they switch roles and repeat...this lasts three hours.

-Duke

***1/2

Founded.

Mike + Owen + Pervert = The Last Time

Friday, September 26, 2003

Manitoba

Manitoba w/ Guests
Richards on Richards. Sept 26th, 2003

Andrew bought me a ticket for this show nearly two months ago, and I was kind of regreting having got him to pick it up for me. I'm a broke student now, I can't afford to go see some nerdy, glitchy electronica act anymore. But I decided to go anyways. Corinne had a film festival show to go to (I'm sure you will read all about it soon) so I sold her ticket to my friend Dave from school. I wasn't really expecting too much, until I listened to their CD again earlier the day of, and it brought back how much I really like them. Excitement slowly built.

I got to the show earlier than everyone else I knew, and in fact earlier than when they opened the doors. So I temporarily vistited A&B Sound Seymour, where I ran into my old friend Ryan. It was good to see him again, and its refreshing to see that he hasn't changed at all. We listened to the new Outkast at the listeing post and I wasn't impressed. It was only 16 bux so he bought it anyway. With that, I headed back to the show.

I got there as the doors opened, and soon ran into Dave. Soon afterwards, other Dave, Mike (who was dressed in a swank purple velour jacket), Andrew, and Bianca all showed up.

The opening artist was a lot of fun. (Apparently he also performs as Prefuse 73). He played glitchy, but danceable tracks with a set of pedals, drum machines, and a laptop from 1982 (or earlier). There was a nice variation of beats, and very distinct start/stops in between songs. The last track he played had super gangsta rap played over top of it, which while funny, was a little silly. (It had lines like "My bitch talks back, and I smack her in the mouth.") He played a short set, sadly, but looked like he had lot of fun. NOt enough people hit the dance floor.

Manitoba took the stage in matching red hoodies and bear masks. There were two drum kits, multiple guitars, synths, a glockenshpeil, a few mouth-keyboards, a recorder and a bunch of other stuff or them to play. I had expected a few laptops, and a nerd, instead I got a full fledged three man rock outfit. And they sure rocked. The two drummers were both really quite good, and they played off of each other really well, creating a majestic wall of beats and noise. They played a few recognizable tracks from the album, but live come off as more intense and full. My only complaint musically was that the vocals were all recorded, and some of the music seemed to be as well, but I guess there's only so much you can perform at a time. One of the best shows I have seen in the last while (and it has some stiff competition in Radiohead, and Hella). Random comments from friends:

"I feel like I just had really great sex."

"Its been so long since a band got me to rock out that hard, I think I had an orgasm!"

"Dude, I can't stop grinning like an idiot! Ahhhhhh!"

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My other complaint about the show was the lack of dancing, and the expensive drinks (Strip club prices, therby preventing drunkeness, bastards!). Everyone who didn' go missed out on a wicked show, but should definetely check out the CD "Up in Flames."

Thursday, September 25, 2003

Corinne User FAQs

1. What have you been up to?
Everything I shouldn't, nothing I'm supposed to. This will include activities such as trying to beat Zelda/Windwaker, playing Zelda/Windwaker, and zoning out to Zelda/Windwaker. Activites on the wayside include, homework, housekeeping, and even eating. I am still attending class, and will soon be spending time at the movie theatres far too much. In the meanwhile, I anticipate more homework action to be taken by me (I am behind in all classes save one). I've also spent some time with my parents (they feed me), and written papers.

2. Wait. So you're playing a video game to the demise of you school life?
Yes. Let's move on.

3. Isn't that an addiction?
Possibly. Next question.

4. What movies are you definitely going to?
The Day My God Died on Friday evening
Gozu on Saturday afternoon
That's my only two guarantees. I'll be in other movies, escpecially ones that interest any of you.

Tuesday, September 23, 2003

Ralphing Up a Design

This email inspires me to draw an anorexic girl 'ralphing'. Think I'll win the $5,000?

Monday, September 22, 2003

TUESDAY NIGHT MOVIES UPDATE!

Greetings,

After a long and arduous battle BJ and I finally managed to show that g-damned floor who was boss with the instilation of shiny new white vinyl. So, now that most of the crap is gone, and the black mold seems to be in remission, we proudly announce the return of Tuesday Night Movies!

Now, because last week was canceled we had to make some schedule adjustments, so following is the revised schedule for the next two weeks. We understand that the Film Fest is on, so if you have something better to do, good for you.

Sept 23/03 (tomorrow)
7pm: Run Ronnie Run
9pm: Fubar

Sept 30/03
7pm: Pootie Tang
9pm: Supertroopers

Since no one really seemed to care anyway, the Vincent Price double bill has been postponed indefinitely.

As always, if you can make it, let me know. If you can't, also let me know. We are considering the implementation of a pop fund since the Cube of Pepsi last time seems to have been such a hit, so if you have preferences or suggestions, let me know.

Hope to see at least some of you tomorrow.

~meeko
p.s. stay tunned for the All Monster October Schedule, comming soon...
p.p.s. we just got our film fest vouchers today so i'll post our film fest picks later this week

Film Festival B-List for the Weekend of September 25 to 28.

The A-List is available here.

Thursday September 25, 9:15pm 1/2 The Rent
Computer hacker Peter (Stephan Kampwirth, charming) sees his world unravel in a hurry: he's about to get busted and his longtime girlfriend has just overdosed in the bathtub. In a daze, he bolts Berlin for Cologne, where he starts to "hack" into the lives of strangers by living in their apartments while they are away at work. Gradually, he begins to form a kind of bond with his "victims"-- among them a would-be screenwriter who, in one of the film's funniest scenes, Peter anonymously helps with his story structure; and the reticent, semi-depressed Paula (Doris Schretzmayer), a woman ripe for a change in her life. As Peter's unwitting landlords begin to realize that someone is occupying their apartments, they, too, begin to evince a curiosity about just who the heck is breaking in. Given that nothing is ever stolen--and, in fact, that their lives are sometimes enhanced by Peter's intrusions--they too start to feel a bond...

Friday September 26, 2:00pm If You Were Me
Portmanteau features are always mixed bags, of course, but this anthology of shorts by six leading Korean directors is more coherent than most--largely because it was made for the National Human Rights Commission, and so all but one of its episodes deals with a human rights issue.

Friday September 26, 3:00pm Last Life in the Universe
Pen-ek has followed the sardonic-but-sincere Monrak Transistor with an uneventful-but-gripping tale of the strangeness of our emotional bonds. It boasts Chris Doyle's best camerawork since Happy Together and has a pearl beyond price in Takashi Miike's cameo as a vengeful hitman from Osaka in shades and snakeskin suit. (Watch carefully and you might also glimpse Miike's frequent star Takeuchi Riki in a cameo, not to mention his Ichi the Killer and Gozu screenwriter Sato Sakichi.) The Thai title, punning on the names of the two sisters, means "Tiny Enormous Love Story." That says it all, really.

Friday September 26, 3:00pm My Flesh and Blood
The Tom family may be the most remarkable family you will ever see on screen. A divorced single mother, Susan Tom of Fairfield, California, has made mothering her career, choosing to raise 11 special needs children in additon to her three biological offspring. Tom notes: "I have no income... I have no retirement plan. I have no Social Security. I have no savings. I am their mom, and that's plenty." Three time Emmy award-winning television journalist Jonathan Karsh chronicles a year in the life of this unique family and the result is a riveting directorial debut that won the Audience Award for Best Documentary Feature and the Jury Award for Best Director of a Documentary at the 2003 Sundance Film Festival.

Friday September 26, 3:00pm Last Life in the Universe
Pen-ek has followed the sardonic-but-sincere Monrak Transistor with an uneventful-but-gripping tale of the strangeness of our emotional bonds. It boasts Chris Doyle's best camerawork since Happy Together and has a pearl beyond price in Takashi Miike's cameo as a vengeful hitman from Osaka in shades and snakeskin suit. (Watch carefully and you might also glimpse Miike's frequent star Takeuchi Riki in a cameo, not to mention his Ichi the Killer and Gozu screenwriter Sato Sakichi.) The Thai title, punning on the names of the two sisters, means "Tiny Enormous Love Story." That says it all, really.

Friday September 26, 3:00pm Love is not a Sin
Moon lives next door to her classmate and best friend Man-Man, and without quite understanding it begins to develop a girly crush on her. Her furtive surveillance of Man-Man's room at night leads her to suspect first that Man-Man has a secret boyfriend--and then that Man-Man is secretly a boy herself. Later, when Moon emigrates to study in Australia, a feeling she can't shake makes her call Man-Man. But the person who answers is a boy who claims to be Man-Man's long-lost brother. A kind-of romance blossoms via satellite, and Moon flies home to find out the truth...

Saturday September 27, 3:20pm 8 1 5
There's enough disparate material here to keep half a dozen indie features in business. Chugoku cuts from, say, a ciné-vérité sequence to psychodrama, or from a stage performance of sodomy to a video documentary about the sex industry. If you want central characters, let's go for the call-girl Daisy (she gets the strangest jobs in town, starting with a taciturn, impotent muscle-queen who wraps himself in the Japanese flag) and her gay driver Takeru (who suffers the fate of all too many gay men in a straight world). Nobody could call this ordered or even controlled, but a lot of it is very funny--and almost all of it is highly transgressive by the standards of Japan Inc. By the way, the lengthy film contains its own built-in intermission, lasting--you guessed it--exactly 8' 15".
An INTERMISSION!

Saturday September 27, 6:00pm Al-Jazeera Exclusive
The so-called "Second Gulf War" did nobody any real credit, but the BBC emerged with an enhanced reputation for fairness and objectivity, at least when compared with the US news-gathering teams. Only after the major assault on Saddam's Iraq ended was it revealed that the BBC went further than licensing images from the Qatar-based satellite station al-Jazeera to provide some sense of the Arabic perspective on events. The Corporation also sent producer Ben Anthony to the station to record the processes that brought al-Jazeera's coverage of the conflict to the screen. His film (made for the often distinguished BBC series Correspondent) offers a unique and extremely valuable insight into the Arabic view of the Coalition's invasion of Iraq.

Saturday September 27, 6:00pm The Handcuff King
My Life as a Dog Finnish-style, might be one way to describe The Handcuff King, a rare co-production between Finns and Swedes that shows tension and farcical humour in a border town... [The film] is set in the mid-70s in the dead of winter. Twelve-year-old Esko (Miika Enbuske) stands on the railroad bridge over a small river separating Finland and Sweden in the far north. He has a hood over his head and his hands handcuffed behind his back and he's ready to jump--all this despite, according to flashbacks, the miserable failure of the same Harry Houdini trick earlier that night... Other factors have led to this dire stand: his scrappy, long-suffering mother (Maija Junno), has finally left his ineffectual, drink-prone dad (Heikki Hela); his big brother (Arttu Kapulainen) fancies himself a rock star; and his almost mute, frequently incontinent grandfather (Sulevi Peltola) keeps wandering off...

Saturday September 27, 6:00pm Cop Fesitval
In this special one-off presentation, Mr. Shinozaki will introduce a selection of Cop Festival shorts, none of them ever seen outside Japan before. The final selection wasn't confirmed at press time, but it will comprise some ten or eleven films, each ten minutes (or less) in length. Some will be by such well-known directors as Kurosawa Kiyoshi or Aoyama Shinji.

Saturday September 27, 6:00pm Mutt Boy
This comedy is the latest, a father-son story with shaggy dog characteristics which explores the gap between parental expectations and filial achievements. Dad (Kim Gap-Su, last seen in KT) is a small-town police chief in Gyeongsang Province; his wife died when their only son Cheol-Min was still a boy. Cheol-Min (ex-fashion plate Jeong Woo-Seong, here demolishing the image he cultivated in his early hits) is a seemingly slow-witted loner-slacker, nicknamed "Mutt Boy" for his early attachment to a mongrel from the police pound. Worried that he hasn't bonded with his incipiently criminal son, dad "adopts" woman offender Jeong-Ae, hoping that her presence will civilize Cheol-Min. But the son goes his own way, fighting crime (in the shape of a corrupt businessman) while coming to terms with his inner macho. Often riotously funny (the climactic fight in a prison cell has to be seen to be believed), this puts character above plot and local flavour above spectacle. Great performances animate a cherishably idiosyncratic movie.

Saturday September 27, 6:00pm Wilbur Wants to Kill Himself
Beautifully scripted, the Glasgow-set tale centres on two brothers and a mousy but endearing single mother whose fortunes gravitate around an old bookshop and local hospital. The screenplay--which feels almost effortlessly plotted, even though what happens is extreme--is noteworthy for its stoic wit, to which the actors do complete justice. Jamie Sives' Wilbur is hostile and self-loathing but kind of lovable all the same.

SUNDAY ALL DAY (I'm not kidding)
Sunday September 28, 10:00am-8:43pm Tiexi District: West of the Tracks, Part 1, 2, and 3
This is normally a $21 series, but is ONLY $14! I am thinking I am alone in this adventure, but I get to call you guys wusses come Lord of the Rings all-day marathon.
Wang's monumental documentary is the pinnacle of China's independent underground, a vast, poetic study of the death-throes of three heavy industries (copper smelting, sheet-metal production, cable manufacture) in Shenyang, Northeast China. The area is much like any other post-industrial zone, but the fact that these blighted enterprises were supposed pillars of the Maoist economy gives it a special poignancy.

Saturday, September 20, 2003

Another friend writes:


Bean,

Wondering if'n you could post on yer blog (in your own enticing words) about my upcoming Bachelor party, Sat. the 27th at the Blarney Stone. Just a night of everyone getting drunk, without the abject humiliation that accompanied Christian's stag, since this one ain't such a big deal. There will, however, but more drunkenness and more vomiting, and I won't even pretend to be getting married. All are welcome, and I'll try to set up spots on the guest list at the door.

Thanks in advance,
Pukin' Paul

A friend of mine...

OK people! If you are wondering " what ever happened to dave ?" then here is the answer !

I have been working with Lego North america on behalf of the Vancouver Lego club ( i'm a key member in it , yeah i'm a dork =P ) to put together a display for the "Lego make and create roadshow "its in vancouver this weekend of September 19 - 22 and I expect you all to come out and see it !
Its free, its right in front of science world . Check www.vlc.ca for details and times ! i'll be there both Sat/sun .
I hope to see you all there !

DAVE

Thursday, September 18, 2003

Talk Like A Pirate Day

Avast ye scurvy seadogs, September 19th is the International Talk Like A Pirate Day!

So grab yer beauty and yer grog and protect yer bunghole from some scurvy bilge rats! Arrrr!

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

Cheetah Scare Extinguished. Cheetah-napping Feared.

Everyone can now relax, the Cheetah has not escaped into the urban jungle of Surrey but has, in fact, been kidnapped by a man in his 30's who has been reported to be dragging the 40lb serval through Surrey on a leash by four different witnesses around the corner of 80th and King George (Newton). Maya Kende, the owner, asks that "Loki" be safely returned home to his natural habitat, the backseat of her Chrysler.


Another Perspective

Atmosphere, Micranots, Brother Ali, and OddJobs
Commodore Ballroom
Sunday September 14, 2003

I had been wanting to go to this show for some time now, but figured I wouldn't be able to go, since being a poor student now, I wouldn't be able to afford it. So when the chance arose for me to get free tickets (through Dave at work) I jumped on it. I invited Corinne along, as i had not spent nearly enough time with her over the last week. I knew she wasn't a fan of hiphop, but I figured that if she were to enjoy any show it would be Atmosphere. She has already given her impression, coming from one who isn't a hiphop fan (an outsider if yo will) and I will now present mine.

Oddjobs:

Composed of three MCs, a DJ, and a dorky lookin' kid playing the sampler, these guys got the party started pretty well. They really brought an old school flavour with them (being a group helps that kind of vibe) and they really seemed like they were having a great time. Their vocal skills, while not amazing, they seemed moderately talented, but not really inspired. They seemed to have a genuine love for the audience, and for performing. The DJ's were alright, but not amazing, usually better with the slower, more melancholic material. The faster stuff came off a l little goofy. They touched on personal subjects, which is something I tend to like in hiphop, but did so in a silly sounding way. ("We don't need no motherfucking, broke-ass fathers!!!!) They had some stage presence, but very little electricity.

Brother Ali

Brother Ali came out on stage with little fanfare. He grabbed the mic, and proceeded to work the crowd into a frenzy. The guy has major stage presence, pretty good punchlines for a battle rapper, and some deeply personal stuff too. (There was a song about him being really ugly, but not really caring what others think, which is all the more fascinating as he is an albino.) He freestyled a little, played a bunch of good songs, and had a really good connection with his DJ. They really new eachother's styles. Awesome opening act, I will be ordering in his CD for the store as soon as I work again.

I Self Divine, of the Micronots

He came on, a little low energy, having just lost his DJ at the border. Mr Dibbs filled in admirably if not amazingly. His vocal skill were allright, not being terribly inspired. His energy level got better as the show progressed. He did a lot of bragging, which I think Corinne took a bit offense too, and his round of "Fuck the Police" was super-cheesy and not entirely appropriate to the crowd. I think Corinne is making too much out of the ""Ladies of the house" and "My brothers of the house"" bit, as that has been a hiphop trademark since the dawn of the style. Far from being exclusionary, I think it is actually inclusionary, making sure everyone gets acknowledged at the show, since men seem to dominate the stage front. I was unimpressed none-the-less, and got bored quickly as his vocal delivery was nigh-unintelligible.

Atmosphere.

Atmosphere came across as a veteren of the stage. The stage was his, and he moved along it, comunicating effortlessly with the audience. He mugged for the audience, used a lot onstage banter (some of which contrived segueways into songs) and got the crowd going nicely. Mr Dibbs broke did a nice DJ set based around "Killing in the Name" by RATM which degenerated into silliness in the end. (I noticed that he plays a very eclectic set of tracks, ranging from the White Stripes to Poison the Well.) He played most of the songs I wanted to hear (Bass and the Movement, and a bunch of new stuff) and even did a pretty clever freestyle session during the second encore. I had a lot of fun, but wasn't terribly moved. He had some good stuff to say, but nothing that blew my mind, or really made me think he was 100% genuine. But all in all, a pretty good show.



Cheetah loose in Surrey

Just thought I'd warn anybody planning on visiting the surrey area that there is, in fact, a cheetah loose in the city. Although this threat may pale in comparison to what else is out here, there are some facts you should be aware of in the event of a cheetah encounter:


  • Cheetahs have a length of 4.3-4.9' head & body, 2-2.5' tail
  • Cheetahs have a shoulder height of 2.3-2.8 ft
  • Cheetahs weigh 75-150 lbs.
  • Cheetah cubs are born with long, grey fur. Some naturalists think that this mimics the ratel, a fierce relative of the badger that few animals dare attack
  • Female Cheetahs have been known to catch live prey for their cubs to use as hunting practice.
  • The Cheetah makes facial expressions, using the bold black lines around its muzzle to signal its mood.
  • The Cheetah is readily distinguished from its spotted relatives by its "tear lines" - heavy black lines extending from the inner corner of each eye to the outer corner of the mouth.
  • From a standstill, the cheetah can reach its top speed in about 3 seconds, and can cover almost 33 inches in a single stride.
  • Fastest land mammal on Earth; over short distances it can reach a speed of over 60 mph.
  • Do not follow Wesley Willis' advice in the song "suck a cheetah's dick", this will only enrage the animal.
  • Provided you do not adhere to the previous point, you should be safe unless you corner the animal, they instinctively run rather than attack.


I don't know what my point is here...oh yes, usual B.C. rules apply: only visit Surrey out of dire need.

Duke

Tuesday, September 16, 2003

I Still Don't Like Rap

Atmosphere, Micranots, Brother Ali, and OddJobs
Commodore Ballroom
Sunday September 14, 2003


I know, you're all looking at the dancing Gir and then flashing to make sure the name still says "Corinne" and then doing a triple take back up to Gir again, thinking to yourself "Isn't Atmosphere...? and the rap...? and the hip-hop...? and isn't Corinne...? with the rap...?" Fear not, people, I am not a convert.
So how did the little tiny weirdo white girl end up going to probably one of the more celebrated "underground" (not mainstream or not MTV) hip-hop act's show? It's called an abuse of the guest list.
Grae called me while I was visiting my parents' this weekend (happy birthdays all around for everyone but Steve and I) and asked me if I wanted to go to the show. I said "sure" because all free entertainment is entertainment I can afford, and hanging out with Grae this weekend appealed to me after spending lengthy amounts of time playing Mario Golf with my brothers and fending of my crazy grandmother (who repeated the following phrase no less that five times in succession during one conversation with nothing in between: "We sure had good times, didn't we?"--really crazy).
My parents dropped me off at home with a minute to spare, and Grae and I headed downtown to get into line. While I was concerned that after attending a family dinner with no time to change I may have looked like a wacky-cracker, it turned out there were a lot of indie-rockers in attendance (as well as others... but I wasn't the whitest fixture).
Now onto the review from the point of view of someone who doesn't like hip-hop or rap or emo-hop or anything in that genre, despite this latest attempt.

2(DJ)+3(MC) = OddJobs
With three MCs, they were a lively bunch, and definitely showed that they were there to enjoy themselves and not just there to make a few dollars and see the sites. They looked like they genuinely loved what they were doing. Perhaps as this was the third show (Calgary and Nelson being their lead ins), the audience was feeding them with a little (little by Commodore calculations) crowd in front of the stage of about 100-150 people (the procession to the stage was exact pacing on the part of the audience). They reminded me of when I used to collect trading cards (for my dad. Sure he would buy them "for us" and sort them out "for us" and keep them in a binder and box for doubles "for us" and trade them at card shows to finish off the collection "for us". But really... who has the cards now, Dad?) and one of the more popular sets were of the "Yo! MTV Raps" series (I and II). There was the same image of a "band" of sorts of your DJs and your MCs and there was somehow a sense of unity within the band that other "groups" were getting by with only one DJ and one MC. The Group versus The Duo. As you can see, I haven't touched on their lyrics or their music. Get used to it. All members of the band were overdressed (I admired the one guy for keeping his touque or knitted cap on the entire cookin' time) and were rapidly turning a hip-hop display into a strip show. To my dismay or delight (not sure) they remained fully clothed after removing some two or more layers. I guess Calgary and Nelson have colder venues? Nelson. Hahahaha.

Negative Hip Hop: Brother Ali
Picture this guy from his name. What does this image conjure up. Add in the fact that he's a hip-hop artist from Minnesota. Now what do you have? If you said anything other than a tubby white bald guy, you're probably looking at the inverse negative. Is this review superficial enough yet? Wait until I get pretentious with the next group. Admittedly, if I had to make a pick for the category "Opening Act That Most Held My Interest", it would have been this anomaly of a rounder white guy (who looked older than he is). Here I go into a comment about the music of the show: it was his song "Forest Whitiker" that kept me intently tuned into what he was saying. Apologies for whatever pop-ups you suffer from that link, but for the love of the interweb get a blocker. Anyway, the "you ain't gotta love me" message was incredibly powerful coming from this strange looking guy. Evidence that self acceptance and self-appreciation are their own forms of extreme beauty, I was impressed. And so I liked him. Much like a battle hip-hop guy (white kids like me see: "8 Mile"), he was aggressive and full of stage presence. Just him and a DJ.

Divisions: Micranots
Yeah, perhaps I'm just a wacky racist or just bigoted and will never understand where the African-American communities values and attitudes fit in, but this is my take on the only "real" black hip-hop artist (Grae will have his arguments against me, to be sure): My main and number one problem (and probably my only... can't think of others, nor should I have to find other faults if they aren't there) coming from my integrated white family that promoted that all people are people and the value of their lives and choices... blah blah blah blah... is this notion of segregation that the Micranots front man took to the audience. It began by a call out of the sexes. "Ladies of the house" and "My brothers of the house" were his division lines. Perhaps because of Atmosphere (explained later), I felt that the audience had a high number of females present for a hip-hop show (most of the girls in that scene tend to go for the dance aspect of the music, while their male counter parts are drawn towards the actual hip-hop of it all); the ration was about 4:1 in favour of the guys. Anyway, I also had problems with the wording (Grae assures me that this is all normal and I am being weird) of "ladies" versus "my brothers". A division of us and them. Not dehumanizing or emphasizing differences, but certainly drawing attention that the girls in the audience are almost guests into the brotherhood (Grae is probably saying that I am reading too much into this... which I may very well be, but it made me feel like I was something other than on his side). This probably would have slid off my back had this line-drawing of us and them ceased.
But, no, he rambles off some anti-police sentiments and asks the newly-thinking youth "how much they hate the police" and proceeds to break into a wonderfully predictable audience-MC dialogue of "Fuck the police" to which the reply is every time "Fuck the police" (as I type this I picture my buddy Sting shrugging in an act of non-defiance and almost curiousity to see what the raping from 1000 19-25 year olds would be like). Yeah, fine: tradition. Yeah, fine: it's his roots. Yeah, fine: where he's from the police are bastards. Yeah, fine: his DJ was stopped by Canada Customs and not let in based on a criminal charge that may very well have been over-emphasized from either the US police of Canada Customs. But here, we are, a bunch of cracker kids, that will never (or almost never) have any serious run-in with police officers. Moreover, the odds of minorities being fucked by the police is incredibly blown out of proportion in such rags as The Province in Vancouver (anything to vilify anyone to sell papers to the thought-free masses). And further, we have some damn lenient policing in Vancouver over half-laws like marijuana. While, I am sure that our buddy from the Micranots would spend 5 to 10 years behind bars for the possession of the same amount of marijuana one would roll openly in front of a police officer here, it just doesn't happen here. He took a position of authority (in the fan-performer relation) and vilified people who chose the profession of policing. These anti-police sentiments can be appropriate when used appropriately. For instance in cases where individual police officers who have abused their authority are named. I may have let this segregation slide if it had not been for the other comments OR if he specified a specific Vancouver incident (easy homework, really) where police were in abuse of their powers and let the youth understand and communicate the frustration rather than a blanket "anyone in a position of authority should be screwed over". Okay, okay, I'll ease up about that one now. And then the third dividing line he made involved a very specific "us and them". Grae says it was a division between commercial rap and underground hip hop; I had the feeling he was talking about hip hop versus pop/rock/etc.--a division, either way. He went into inter-song banter about paying for tickets to a show ("We don't put on shows. We throw parties!") and having to sit through them fail to reproduce their studio efforts. Because y'know only underground hip hop, the art of talking in rhythm into a microphone is the only truly reproducible music in a live setting. And further, it's the only thing worth seeing live because at other shows there is no audience energy. Aren't they so great compared to everything else? That was my beef with this guy. I lost interest really fast.

"Making music for manic-depressive girls": Atmosphere
What a rock star. I am not kidding. With self-depricating lyrics, a sort of bigger-than-life, do-as-I-ask stage presence and flailing theatrics, this guy was all rock star.
As far as a show (but don't they throw parties? or was that just the Micranots... so confused) goes, it was [insert positive term here]. The audience was not only into it, they were duped into it. It was priceless. Mid-session, Mr. Dibbs (that DJ of his there), starts spinning and letting loose Rage Against the Machine's "Fuck You I Won't Do What You Tell Me". The liveliest the audience got all night (in your face, Micranots! Kidding. Sort of.). Anyway, after the stage diving and excitement from Rage settled, Slugs gets on the microphone and goes heart-to-heart with the audience, setting it up with the intent to tell them something personal. And then proceeds to point out the irony of the audience being told to (and complying with) yell along "Fuck You, I Won't Do What You Tell Me". A fault in his logic was that no one was told to yell along. Never. They just did, in a kind of youthful-uniformity that comes from attending highschool. There is a twist to the logic that wasn't really explored. Some kids may have picked up on it when they got back to Mom and/or Dad's place. Some kids will be bitter for the next week about the irony that Slugs said was being fed to them from the media because they themselves were duped into the web-of-irony. To which they are, again, eating what they are being fed. Oh, lord, have mercy on the Y generation! They know not the powers of AOL!
Did I enjoy myself? Probably on some analytical level. Was it a good enough show that the anti-hopper would recommend? Yes, just be sure to go in with a critical mind to what "the media" tell you, whether underground or otherwise.

Monday, September 15, 2003

Meat!

Hey guys, sorry for the short notice, but tommorow, My buddies Rees, Trevor, and Corinne are gonna give the Memphis Blues another go, and see how much meat we can possibly consume. We will be eating at around 7pm, meeting on location (Commercial and Charles roughly). Come one, come all, the more, the cheaper the meet will be.

no tuesday night movies this week!

attention:

due to the neverending bathroom renovation from hell, tomorrow night's program of POOTIE TANG & SUPERTROOPERS will unfortunately will be postponed until next week.

apologies on the late notice.

~meeko

Phew!

To all those paying attention to the tardiness that is the BC Student Loans Program that is: I've got me $4,500!

::dances::

Up first: Repairing the dying Francis.

Friday, September 12, 2003

MP3 Friday

For once I'm gonna get this done in good time. Go me!

Lately, I have been going through pitchforkmedia.com's top 100 of the 80s list and checking out some of the CDs that I don't know so well, or that I haven't heard in awhile. Part nostalgia, part the belief that I have missed out on a lot of good music. I think that this list should almost be required listening for the modern indie rock fan. I highly recommend going through it and checking out some of it. They have a list for the 90s as well, but the 80s is so much more interesting, given the general propensity of people to write it all off as kitsch.

That having been said, I've rediscovered a band that I used to like as a kid (my Dad listened to them a lot :gasp:) called the Cowboy Junkies. I 'm pretty sure they were at least moderately popular, so maybe you've all heard of them, but thats not the point, is it? So this week's post is their cover of the Velvet Underground song "Sweet Jane." Apparently this was recorded on like one mic and in a church, which is amazing since it sounds so good. Her voice is crystal clear, and the subtle country-tinged minimalist instrumentation comes through nicely balanced. Great song, great album.

Wednesday, September 10, 2003

Vancouver International Film Festival

The following are my A-List movies to check out. I am going to be a recipient of a festival pass, so any movie that falls in my schedule that anyone wants to see I am there.

Friday September 26, 3:20pm Aileen: Life & Death of a Serial Killer
Documentarians Nick Broomfield and Joan Churchill return to the subject of one of their most successful films, serial killer Aileen Wuornos, who is, here, facing her final appeal. A haunting look at madness and a genuine attempt to come to grips with it.

Friday September 26, 7:00pm The Day My God Died
An informative and horrifying investigation of the brothels of Bombay, where the average age of the city's 200,000 prostitutes is 14. Director Andrew Levine reveals both startling human-rights abuses and the hope offered by grassroots activist groups, while also stressing the growth of sexual slavery as an international concern. Co-sponsored by the Amnesty International Film Festival.
Sure to depress.

Saturday September 27, 2:00pm Gozu
Miike Takashi and his Ichi the Killer scriptwriter have come up with a splendid, slow-burn yakuza ghost story. A young gangster (Sone Hideki) is ordered to deliver his deranged boss (Aikawa Sho) to Nagoya for termination, but he encounters cross-dressing, gender swaps and Gozu (a man with the head of a cow) along the way.
Miike, guys. MIIKE.

Saturday September 27, 10:00pm Vibrator
A woman in psychological trouble (Terashima Shinobu) happens to meet a trucker (Omori Nao, last seen as Ichi the Killer) and finds herself living out a road movie (or is that a sex movie?) in the cabin of his eight-ton truck. Her consciousness is the core of the film, and his very physical presence is the object that transforms it. Hiroki Ryuichi directs the best Japanese movie of the year.

Tuesday September 30, 7:00pm Wheel of Time
Inviting the viewer into another reality, cinematic legend Werner Herzog engages the mysticism of Tibetan Buddhism in a stunning, poetic documentary on the 2002 Kalachakra Initiation, the largest Buddhist ritual to promote peace, tolerance, and enlightenment, held first in Bodh Gaya, India.
Werner Herzog, guys. WERNER HERZOG.

Wednesday October 1, 12:30pm 8 1 5
Chugoku Shoichi's debut feature is a sprawling collage of sad fact and startling fiction, centred on the fallout from the collapse imperialist dreams in 1945--especially in the gay and Korean-Japanese communities. Often funny, sometimes sexy and always transgressive. Dragons & Tigers Award Nominee.

Friday October 3, 6:00pm Dream Cuisine
Documentary by Li Ying about the elderly Mrs. Sato, a restaurateur in Tokyo, who travels to Shandong to fight for a return to traditional cuisine: "No sugar, lard or MSG!" Her hopeless quest remains highly sympathetic, even when it emerges that she misses such essential ingredients as mice...

Tuesday October 7, 6:00pm A Boy’s Life
What begins as the story of an emotionally disturbed seven-year-old boy living in poverty with his grandmother in Eupora, Mississippi, takes on the dimensions of Greek tragedy and American Gothic in award-winning documentarian Rory Kennedy's utterly compelling tale.

Thursday October 9, 7:00pm Zatoichi
Kitano Takeshi returns to the fray as actor-director with a reinvention of the most beloved J-pop-culture hero of all time: the blind swordsman Zatoichi, who roams late feudal Japan righting the odd wrong, humbling the odd tyrant and wrestling with the odd moral dilemma. The film co-stars the ubiquitous Asano Tadanobu as Zatoichi's antagonist and The Stripes as the rowdiest peasant dancers since Yellow Earth.

Friday October 10, 2:00pm Elephant
Gus Van Sant's chilling, stylistic tour-de-force is a horror film about Columbine, with a typical American high school becoming a microcosm for a society gone horribly wrong. Shot like an aestheticized documentary, Elephant resonates as a film about self-image and self-presentation. Winner, Palme d'Or and Best Director, Cannes.
If you want to see this film, buy tickets soon. This is one of the pushed films that will sell out. I have almost no chance of seeing it unless I buy a ticket as well.

FRINGE FESTIVAL

Hey, anybody want to try and catch a few fringe fest shows this weekend? I can spare Friday night, Saturday afternoon (early) and Sunday morning and afternoon. There are some interesting shows going on at the Performance Works, Granville Island and Studio 16.

how about....

Star Wars Survivor (Sunday 1:45pm @ Performance works, $9)
- The star wars universe turns into a reality-based TV show

The Complete History Of The World in 60min (Sat 1:45pm, Sun 6:15pm @ Perf. Wks $9)
- The return of monster theater

One Man Star Wars Trilogy (sat 11:45am, sun 4:00pm @ Ballard Lederer Gallery $9)
- A one hour rendition of episodes 4, 5 and 6. I've heard this is good...

Boy Groove (sat noon, sun 6:30pm @ Waterfront Theater $9)
- Portrait of a boy band, from rise to massive fall

The Complete Idiot's Guide To Phone Sex (sat 8:45pm, sun 1:45pm @ Waterfront $9)
- comic look at the life of a chatline employee

Confessions of a Repressed Mennonite (fri 10:30pm, sat 4:30pm @ studio 16 $9)
- a comical monologue from a mennonite with something to get off his chest

Rap Canterbury Tales (fri 8pm, sat 4/8pm @ 3rd ave gallery, $9)

FRINGE FEST
- Duke

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

Dirty Pretty Things

go-underground
Ergh - wrong blog. ;) Well, now that I've started... I saw this tonight with my mom and we thought it was quite good - Audrey Tautou (Amelie) is excellent. Has anyone else seen it yet? (We saw it at Tinseltown - it's well worth the $6)

In other news, Toby and I are still planning on going down to Seattle - but we are still trying to find out the dates the people we are meeting with are available. And we're now confirmed for leaving for Japan between the 1st and 15th of November.

Monday, September 08, 2003

Corinne Is Giddy

In the mail today, I got paid off by EMI with the Capitol Records release (read: American) of Hail to the Thief.

Giddy


Just ask Grae. I'm near screaming with excitement to own a CD I like and can listen to.

Everyone needs to write to companies that copy control and request CDs that work!

Power to the people, my brothers and sisters!

Sunday, September 07, 2003

the week from hell

aluded to in previous post.
sunday -- pretty good actually, but driving to seattle for no reason may not have been that smart (or financially prudent). as bj does not drive, my ass is quite sore. but we got krispy kremes, so i guess it's okay. also, ended up dining in the same restaurant as David Cross (of "Mr. Show" fame etc...) again, and half the cast of Mr. Show. they must have been there for Bumbershoot. that, and the crazy fancy seafood place we were in seemed to be the only restaurant in seattle open past 9pm on sunday. you should have seen bj when he thought janeane garofalo walked in (it wasn't her). i thought i lost him for good.
monday -- raced back to bc so bj could go to work. spend most of the day in bed. still kinda ill from the week before.
tuesday -- also pretty good, if you ignore work. people over, pizza. stay up too late...
wednesday -- this is where the hell comes in, as in firey-burning hell next door! i am awoken at 5:45 by someone outside yelling "The place next door is on fire, you probably want to get out!!". check out window, and sure enough, the building directly next to us (on the side where all the expensive stuff in our house is) is shooting flames and black smoke. grab bj, grab the cat, b-line it out the front door in my housecoat and vehemently refuse to go back in until all the firetrucks are gone. first things that cross my mind are "I guess I'll be crashing with my parents for awhile" and "Hmm, I supposed there is something to this house insurance thing". bj is standing outside with a glass of oj and a cigarette, mr. casual. we're buying insurance this week.
thursday -- scald my right poiting finger with boiling hot tomato sauce. oozy scorched blister and hours of agonizing pain result.
friday -- i know i'm really sick, but go to work anyway. leave after two hours of not knowing where the keyboard is.
saturday -- i get sick a minimum of once a month. should i bother seeing a doctor?

TUESDAY NIGHT MOVIE SCHEDULE FOR SEPT!!

hi all.
i was hoping on having this up earlier. but if you read my post regarding the events of this week you'll understand.

so: as we are aware that people have this school thing to worry about now, the beejster and i have decided to start posting monthly screening schedules so that you can work your homework around what you really want to see. the screening times of 7pm and 9pm will be adhered to much stricter to facilitate better time management for everyone. and, i'll be sending out weekly email reminders to regular attendees, so if you want on that list let me know. again, please send us suggestions or comments as we want this to be the most fun for the most people.

SCHEDULE:
Tuesday Sept 9/03 (this week!!)
YAKUZA NIGHT CONTINUED
7pm: Yakuza Graveyard -- Another fine Fukusaku offering.
9pm: Graveyard of Honour (Miike) -- Yes, that's right. It's the Takashi Miike remake of the first movie we watched last time and it's everything you'd expect.

Tuesday Sept 16/03
AMERICAN COMEDIES WE MISSED ('Cause our stupid store was too poor to bring them in and I had to rent them from Blockbuster)
7pm: Pootie Tang -- Based on the Chris Rock Show sketch.
9pm: Super Troopers -- The Broken Lizard comedy troop gets their own movie.

Tuesday Sept 23/03
MULLET NIGHT! (Yes I'm aware that the fad has run it's course, but that don't mean these movies ain't no good)
7pm: FUBAR -- For those who missed it, the Calgarian guerilla improv classic.
9pm: Run Ronnie Run! -- Based on the Mr. Show sketch. Finally released.

Tuesday Sept 30/03
VINCENT PRICE CRAPOLA DOUBLE BILL (Blame Corinne, it was her idea)
7pm: The Abominable Dr. Phibes -- http://www.stomptokyo.com/badmoviereport/drphibes.html
9pm: House of Wax or House on Haunted Hill -- By audience votes, if anyone is still here after Dr. Phibes.

Saturday, September 06, 2003

Haich Eh Double El Oh Double You Double Ee En Spells Halloween!

October 25, 2003
7pm to the wee hours of the next morning.

To be anticipated:
the Parade of Lost Souls a block away.
new people.
costumes.
possibly prizes (we'll see).

Bring:
Costume (damn near mandatory)
Clothes for the next morning
Crashing supplies or cab fare
Liquor/Alcohol/Beer/Wine/Spirits/Recreational Drugs/etc.

Do Not Ignore Your Friends

Please, please, please, please bear with me while I adjust to this schedule of nightmarish purportions.

My typing and spelling are the first to go.

My "social skills" (whether by tech or time) are next.

And finally you will not recognize me in a few weeks time.

If I am ignoring you in not answering phone calls, emails or anything like that, come and hunt me down. I'm in the worst position for replying to anything. I'm up at 6:30am Monday through Friday, home by noon or 1pm (except Thursday, which I am home by 7) and have more homework than I could have anticipated.

I will try really hard to update what's doing on the blog better, but it may be a weekly thing.

Here's a visual of my calendar (sans homework schedule):

Friday, September 05, 2003

MP3 Friday

After a couple of weeks, I have finally got around t posting yet another mp3, that I expect will not be downloaded, but I still feel the need to plug.

This week the track is by a man wh goes by the name of Dalek. Its a track of his album "Negro, Necro, Nekros" and is called "Swollen Toungue Burns." Dalek could be called the Sonic Youth of hiphop. His production takes influences such as PE era Bomb Squad, and makes it noisier. Imagine Kid606 doing hiphop. (In fact they remix each others songs on a record I have). Lyrically its just as dark, and abstract, but with a strong political consciousness. This record is meant as sort of wake-up call in hiphop. Definately a revoltionary recod. That being said, its pretty noisy and that may turn some of you away, but it will defintely inspire some kind of feeling.

Thursday, September 04, 2003

Sorority's Second Day at School

I only had one class this week as most of my lectures are on Monday. I have labs on Tues and Weds and one lecture on Wed. I however have my Simon Fraser Student Society Finance and Administration Services Committee Meeting (SFSS FASC)today. I also had to do some run around for the Geography Student Union (GSU).
I have also been running around getting my work-study organized (ie. Filling in lots of forms). I have also been trying to organize a co-op job for January. (ie. Filling in a lot of forms avaliable and fillable online but which you have to print out and hand in! I was thinking since they have to put all the info. on those forms into a database anyway wouldn't it be easier to have it in digital form?).
I stood in a line for an hour and a half for my gym tag and locker (See look I also stood in line, but I got free popcorn to do so ;P). I got most of my books two weeks ago and I just sat in line for about 10mins to get into the book store today for the last two books
So not a bad day exept for that the FASC meeting took twice as long as it normally does (backlog from the last two summer meetings where we didn't have quorum).
Don't let it fool you I will be busy this semester. I have three courses (described as "rigourous" on their outlines), work-study (10hrs/week), flute, soccer, pottery, SFSS and GSU. Plus applying to co-op positions and I am going to try to swim twice a week. I also apparantely have to make a "date-time" with Bob (He is starting to get jealous of my flute trio).

Tuesday, September 02, 2003

Clubhouse Back To School: Part II

By the end of the day, I felt like a student.

Line ups, line up, line ups.

The school system is good for reminding you that student's time is not valuable when there are thousands of you.
Line up for student loan, line up for text books (ugh... another $150 taking it up to $500), line up for food, line up to get through the hallway.

Classes

Two "Philosophy" classes. The first one with John Dixon is all about arguing and debating. I know this is my class because it started off with a discussion about gay marriage. He asked who thought that gays should be allowed to marry. 75% said yes. And then he asked if we should let brothers and sisters marry. It took me a second, but I thought "Who am I to judge or stop this?" Genetically it's not a horrible thing one generation down. I was the only one.
The second one is with Stan Persky (who is the co-author of one of my textbooks for the other class. John Dixon is the other). What a quirky guy. This class looks like a lot of reading & discussion.

The Sleepies

I came home and did some instant programming for the other site. Made some dinner, burned a CD for the project and somehow passed out on the futon in the living room. Now awake and not so alert... I am going to go to bed soon. I have abother 6:30am morning. And every Monday to Friday for the next 14 weeks. Good luck getting me out on a Friday night.


Back to School

Well, my first day is over and I can now officially say that I am back in school. Here's a rundown of the first day:

Corinne had to get up at like 6:30 or so, which was a little brutal. I slept through my alarm and thus did not have time for breakfast, a meal that I have traditionally neglected but recently have felt the need to make an effort for. I didn't have my u-pass yet so I had to pay for the bus, but luckily all my connections ran quite nicely.

I got to school and promptly began what was to be a long process of waiting in multiple lines. I got my keys to the department and office ($40 later), my u-pass, my student card, and found out the prices of my books. *shudder* I will be ordering some of my books through amazon. I spent some time hanging out with those that I know already in the department (Michela, Kevin, Hartline, Scott, etc..). I was actually quite surprised how many people I know up there, which was nice. I had no classes of my own but had to go to the lecture of the class I will be TAing. Also, I had a brief meeting with the prof of that course to find out when I will be TAing and that kind of thing. One of fellow TA's is named Zoltan, so Michela has dubbed him the 'Wizard.' We also came up with a new slang term for really boring class: BWOC. It stands for "Burning Web of Coma." It origiated from the website of some norwegian death metal band that Michela's boyfriend reviewed once.

One thing I have noticed about going back, is that I feel so much older now. Everyone there seems so young, lke highschool age, and such. Its kind of scary.



I listened to the new From Autumn to Ashes and Avenged Sevenfold CDs today, and I have yet to make my official determinations about them. FATA now sound like scandanavian metal meets newer AFI (rather than like their last album which sounded like Scandanavian metal meets Sunny Day Real Estate). Avenged Sevenfold sound similar but with more Scorpions and Warrant influences. It is also produced worse.

Monday, September 01, 2003

audioeducate project

Share me

Hey guys, to kill time, I've got a fun side project. Can you spread the word?

The Weekend In Review (still going)

How to fit a month of fun in a 24 hour span: Don't sleep.

Friday was my last day of work. This was celebrated by... nothing. We sat around at the WANK for quite a while, Peggy brought in some yummy pineapple buns (and egg tarts, coconut bun thingees) for my last day. She said to come back for some lunch sometime, which I am sure I will do... Unlike Tim. Which reminds me, I should see that boy again soon.

Friday and Saturday found me finishing up the preparations for Christian's incoming. Not exciting, but necessary.

And so begins the no sleeping...

Saturday Night with Radiohead!


1. The Gloaming was awesome. A wall of bass shoke my entire body including my throat. Impressive.

2. You & Whose Army was the most entertaining. If only becuase he was surpressing laughter at a couple points.

3. And Idiotheque is a crowd pleaser. Made this front of the gate kid very happy.

4. Like Spinning Plates is an album song that just doesn't do it for me. However, on the I Might Be Wrong EP is a great live version. The live version validates the song.

A little short; it really highlighted problems with Thunderbird's curfew (which was probably not met--even though the show ended at 10pm on the nose).

I would have loved to see "True Love Waits". Forever my favourite song by them.

I wish I had the time, money and means to have gone to the next show in Seattle last, night, but it was not to be. Even though I was in Seattle and saw a very familiar looking tour bus from the Radiohead show in the downtown core of Seattle at a hotel. Daniel convinced me it was the Radiohead bus arriving in town after sleeping in Vancouver the night before. It was 9am on the nose, and I just couldn't watch the bus any longer, I had to go to F.A.O. Schwartz... which I'll come back to.

At 1am on Saturday night I went to bed. I was up at 2:30am, and then again at 4:30am. At 4:30am I was up and getting dressed. Daniel picked me up to take me to Seattle so he could drop off the car in Seattle, and get a ride back up with Christian. On the ride down we had a lot of fun. Daniel and Christian are both American, so the border crossings both ways were both strange and easy. Daniel, driving down, could not be refused entry. I could, but they are less likely to do so. On the way back up, both of the guys could be refused entry, but then where would that leave me? Ahhh.... the Canuck in the US cars.

By 6am we were in the US, barreling down the I-5. We were in Seattle by 8am. This left time for us to get lost with Mapquest's BAD instructions. It couldn't dinstiguish 6th Avenue NORTH and 6th Avenue PLAIN. We ended up in the industrial area of Seattle in the 100 block (looking for 1301). We had to go all over and around the highways. The Swedish Cultural Center was found, and 1301 6th Avenue North was spotted. This did not look good for Homestar Runner. We then decided to try the downtown core for the other 6th Avenue that spawned from the 6th Avenue we chased. It was a one-way street, that somewhere went one-way east and another part went one-way west. This was not cool. We did eventually find it after doing loops all over the city. It was a sign no bigger than a CPU saying "Rental Drop Off". It was a lot of fun. Daniel and I had some time to kill, so we wandered around a sleeping city on a Sunday morning (I guess we were supposed to be in church). We stumbled across F.A.O. Schwartz. It normally opened at 11am, but was now open at 10am. I called Christian and told him to be late half an hour. While waiting for F.A.O. Schwartz to open (it was only 9:30 by this time), Daniel and I wandered down to a Barnes and Noble. I learned three things: Radiohead's copy protect isn't there because Capitol Records distributes the music there, Hello Kitty's boyfriend's name is Daniel, and that I could buy a text book for class there for less than it would cost in Canada (by about a dollar). After chillin' at the B&N until 9:57am we bolted down the street to get to F.A.O. Schwartz on the nose. I was overwhelmed by this store. So many toys, such abrassive music, such movement of stuff. And the tin soldier dude (with little remaining self-respect) and Mother Goose were making their rounds. Found a really cool Elmo who does the Hokey Pokey and another Elmo that does the chicken dance. Frightening toys. They had original (and by original, I mean not-knock-off) Raggedy Anne and Andy dolls, the new "Strawberry Shortcake" dolls, and a whole lot of Barbie--including this new kind that gives them weird-ass huge eyes that are shaped like cat's eyes. That place is like the upper level of Toys R Us. In one sense you won't find Snifty Snakes at F.A.O. Schwartz, like you might at Toys R Us, but that's because Snifty Snakes has not been made for over 20 years now. It's like it passes the non-sellers onto Toys R Us.

Christian yoinked us from the corner outside of F.A.O. Schwartz (quick side story: Daniel snapped up a little kid's "Lost Pet" sign about his turtle that was signed "P.S. I'll Find My Turtle. Love, Tommy") and we headed on the junk food trip. Stops in Burlington (Krispy "Hot Doughnuts" Kreme) and Bellingham (JitB and Cost Cutters--Lunch, Live Wire and Guacamole chips).

Back in Canada, we dropped Daniel off, and made our way to the Clubhouse.

AND THEN ONTO A MOVIE (Christ, this is only one day). Christian and I met up with Miyuki and Paul at the Ridge theatre and caught Gigantic: A Tale of Two Johns. It was awesome. Very cool movie. And now I know infinitely more about They Might Be Giants. My only issue was (probably liscencing issues) that they did not mention in the early 90's, what introduced a lot of people my age to them was a cartoon that did music videos of a bunch their songs off of Flood: Tiny Toons Adventures. I think it was the consensus that that is where we all heard of them from. I'm all about getting more Giants stuff now.

From the movie to the Clubhouse where I made insta-dinner for a bunch of people (I lost count... maybe 8 or more) of perogies. Alcohol consuming began, we got Christian into his toga, and we were out on the town not long after. The people who came out got to see such exciting things as Christian humping a cop car and later hugging his favourite police officer. Other things of joy and note were his search for the elusive panties, the stipper whipping his ass, and the private room lap dance ("this is how I shake my junk like a black girl" ...?...). Only wish more of Christian's friends from before wedding would have attended. It was all about supporting a friend through an amplified break-up and having a good time. And those that bailed, while I'm not surprised by any of it, I'm a little disappointed (and I have a feeling I am not the only one). We had a lot of fun, and the group was awesome. More alcohol next time.

Back to the Clubhouse for one last drink and social. Poor Rob got wasted beyond repair. He had made friends with some guys at the strip club who kept buying him beer (mmm buttsex), and found himself to be unable to sit down, stand up or otherwise be social. Took a nap in the bed and got taken to The Sorority. I wonder how the early morning ferry went for him... :D

3am rolled around, I finished washing up the dishes and went to bed. That was almost 24 hours straight on three hours sleep from the night before. And I think I used my time wisely.

Christian's here for tonight and we're looking to go for Pho (I can't be bothered to find the accent) for dinner. If anyone is interested, they can get a hold of me on my cellular.

And tomorrow, I go back to school.