This is courtesy of Mike, he couldn’t figure how to make a blog post. For shame.. for shame..
Check out the new commercial from Boost mobile featuring Rampage Jackson as a human BS detector.
Kind of entertaining, especially if your a Rampage fan like me. Big fight for Rampage this weekend, taking on the UFC’s favorite swinger (and yes I mean the sex thing, not the punch thing) Matt Hamill.
.. that fight and Roy Nelson taking on Frank Mir. Should be a darn decent UFC. Tim “The Barbarian” Boetsch.. sorry man, once you turned your back on Conan for your walkout music, you became dead to me. However, I dislike Kendall Grove waaaaaaay more than that still, so I’m still cheering for ya.. just bring back the damn Conan..
Dear Summer, fuck you.
Today was the warmest day in about a year in my town and I sweated the whole fucking day. I felt tired and lethargic the whole time. I was way to warm, regretful and lived in fear it would get even warmer. Never in one of our balmy winter days have I felt like this. Every day you are here Summer, I feel sticky and gross. I do not care for bicycling. I do not care for your “beach visits”. The only thing that you have going for you is that we need you to grow food for us. When it’s warm and sunny out, I feel obliged to “enjoy” it since everyone says it doesn’t last long enough. You last 4 months too long. You trick me into entering the evil embrace of the sun, an entity who’s soul purpose to exist is to make me burn..
I’m in such good spirits during Winter , that I sign-up to do stupid things in the summer, like Slo-pitch. It’s not fun in the Summer. Mosquito’s, heat, dirt. Peer pressure pushes me into my yard everyday to maintain it, the fear of being ridiculed by my neighbours for an unkept frontage too much to bear.
Fuck you Summer. There is nothing good about you. If I could, I would mace you in your sleep and call the “Cleaner” from Le Femme Nikita (Jean Reno is 100 times cooler than Harvery Keitel). Please never come back again.. except to grow me some food.
PS – Spring, your super cool, I like you.
Dear Winter, fuck you.
Today was the warmest day in about a year in my town and I enjoyed every minute of it. I felt more alive in this one day than I have in any of the preceeding. I felt warm, hopeful, and lived in the moment. Never in one of your days of your 8 month season have I felt like this. Every day you are here Winter, I feel grey and lonely. You make things harder, more time consuming, and provide no benefit. I do not care for your sledding feature. I do not care for your “snowball fights”. The only thing that you have going for you is that you carry Christmas in the crotch of your tenure with us, but that is merely a fluke. Jesus knew nothing of snow and if he did, Christmas would be in July.
Fuck you Winter. There is nothing good about you. If I could, I would stab you in your sleep and call the “Cleaner” from Point of No Return to wash your body away with acid — this is how much I hate you. Please never come back again.
Check out Elmar Weisser’s awesome beard. It was so awesome, it took home the first prize in the World Beard and Moustache Championship that just tookplace in Norway.
I thought I’d post it since we’ve had continuing and ongoing interest in the “Case for Beards” article Mr. Horsecock contributed to last year. So, there you have it beard lover, something to aim for.. grazing caribou in your beard. How awesome is that..
So, I think I am getting the reputation as the serious Thirtynothing as my topics seem a little heavier than Arnold’s junk* (although I totally appreciate learning about Arnold and his penis antics). I was watching the news the other day and some US Senator was trying to keep schools in their state from teaching about homosexuality in their sex ed class.
Everytime I hear this stuff I shake my head and then I think how we will all see this in 50 years. I think they way our society treats homosexuals will go down as the great regrets of the late 20th and early 21st century. I think about how North American society treated African Americans, Chinese immigrants, Aboriginals and how we all look back on those times with great remorse — even with official apologies coming from the governments of the time.
I know, that we will be in this exact same situation with gay people across this country. I’m lucky to live in Canada and don’t have to worry about the obtuse discussions in the Southern US but even here we have of our own type of conversations. Only recently our own province had debates about Marriage Commissioners not marrying same sex couples (which I will not forget the INaction Sask. Party). I am amazed about how much time we spend resisting the acceptance of homosexual “lifestyles”. I feel embarrased when we debate same sex marriage, but say nothing of the 50% divorce rate of “different sex couples” . I feel sad when religious people preach to me about the all encompassing love of god, but still think Lesbians are “sick”.
I just know, that in a textbook that my future granddaughter reads it will talk of this intolerant time and she will wonder how people could ever think like that , and how they ever got along without a holographic crystal telephone. It will be alien to her, I know it, which is why I am apologizing for all future generations. I look forward to the time when the conversation isn’t about the personal lives of individuals or debating the “type” of love that two people can have for one another. I hope it is soon, but often I see signs that it is a long way off.
Until then, on behalf of all in my generation — I am sorry you cannot feel comfortable everywhere, feel normal everywhere, feel accepted everywhere. It’s ironic really, gay people are often more honest with themselves than most straight people, and I suppose that is part of what scares most of society. People that feel confident about something are intimidating to others — those intimidated mask it in hatred, religion, and intolerance.
I look forward to that 2060 textbook that talks about this in the annuals of history — and by this I don’t mean this blog because I know that nobody reads it — rather this topic. I hope that this conversation occurs less and less each year to the point it never occurs again.
*I didn’t realize until after that I made a compliment to the heaviness of Arnold’s junk, I decided to leave it in and acknowledge its prescence
Well let’s start by saying it’s about damn time. Ever since Hercules In New York, we as a society have been craving a sequel. It’s a role that only Arnold could play, so I’m glad to see that they haven’t decided pander to the masses by switching to a younger actor. Their risk will be rewarded, as Arnold will completely own this movie. Forget tight, unwrinkled skin and a look of lucid intelligence. Arnold will be setting new trends in beauty and fashion once this comes out. And the makers of the new Conan film will be left to regret their decision to leave behind this god-like man.
The decision to move this installment of this soon-to-become-massive franchise to Los Angeles will prove to be a stroke of genius, as it is a well known fact that Arnold makes the light there take on a heavenly glow that will play well with his defining role as a god from another realm. And look at that poster! Have you seen that thatch of wizened gray chest hair? We should all bow before this man, who has not only essentially created the genre of “action film”, but also saved California, nay, the entire USA, from the brink of it’s own demise.
Mr. Schwarzenegger, we are eager to take the opportunity to honour you by spending an entire week watching this movie over and over at the theatre. The only complaint is that it should be presented in 4D (or even 5D!), as we are sure more Ds will be required to properly capture the essence of a man who transcends space, time and any other dimensions we may one day discover.
(Note: Image sourced from Screen Rant)
I was sent this recently, and thought .. “Hey, I bet some of our listeners are big nerds.. and would enjoy this”. So here you go nerds.. enjoy.
Geez, I can’t believe some of you play Dungeons and Dragons.. hahahaha.. nerds!
Just so you all know, this is how I get ready for work everyday. Although, I’m not climbing into a butterfly outfit, I’m putting on a casual shirt and slacks. Still, the premise is the same.
Duh, duh, duh, duh.. duh… duh duh duh…
Awesome, now I’m ready for work.
Why has discussion and debate become synonmous with arguing? People seem to be so conflict averse that, god forbid, someone wants to engage you in a conversation about your opinions. Discussion is good, its healthy, in fact its a necessary part of our society. The early philosophers called it “dialectic” or “dialogue between two or more people holding different points of view about a subject, who wish to establish the truth of the matter by dialogue, with reasoned arguments.” Without this type of debate we’d never have opportunities to learn change our opinions and better ourselves; we would find it harder to develop new ideas; and quite frankly, life would be pretty damn boring.
But most people today don’t want to engage in debate. People often avoid it, it makes them uncomfortable. I honestly don’t know why, but here are some musings about it:
1) People are afraid you won’t like them: It seems to me that people who avoid debate think that if I don’t agree with them, I won’t like them. While its true that I won’t like you if you are a wife beating homophobe, there are many opinions I can disagree with but still respect the people who have them. Not liking your opinion does not mean I won’t like you.
2) People don’t want to be challenged: I think that some people have opinions and don’t really know why they have them. If you really dig deep down for most of your strongly held opinions you may find the pool to be a little shallow; that makes people uncomfortable. If you push someone to a point where they really can’t explain why they believe something, they tend to get defensive and shut down the conversation. This is good isn’t it? Shouldn’t we reflect on our deeply held beliefs? Shouldn’t we be able to defend them. If they don’t hold out to scrutiny then maybe they can be changed.
3) People don’t think opinions can be changed: This one urks me the most. Do you think you were born with opinions? No, they were formed over time, and then can also be changed over time — through debate. In fact, its the only thing that really can change opinions.
Granted, there are some rules to true dialectical discussion. Its not about mutual agreement, its about mutual understanding. Its not about winning but about connecting with people on an issue. When these rules are challenged, it gets into the pejorative definition of debate, and I agree with that being unproductive. But don’t paint all discussion with that same brush.
We can and should have discussions with people we disagree with. We should seek them out, look to strategies to get our point across, even be so bold to try and convince someone of on opinion you hold. Its really only through these types of conversations that we can learn, grow, and evolve. Next time someon challenges you, don’t feel nervous about it, don’t feel bad about, don’t stonewall them — engage them in a discussion, you may be surprised how it can change you.