Magazine Updates

I have a magazine!!
i'm actually a business man.

i feel like a kid sometimes with all this business going on around me. i need attention.
"hey sir! wanna watch me SPIN?? wanna watch me spin??? how about look at my magazine?? sir?? where are you going?"

so here they are:

www.bandwagonmagazine.com
www.myspace.com/bandwagonmag
www.myspace.com/deaconday

right now i've got a lot website construction goin on at my .com, but over at the myspace it's happenin'. i've got an mp3 player of our fav musiv at the moment.
we've even had a few bands give us shoutouts at their shows.
Basia Lyjak, a toronto rock ckick, has been great to us.
and tonight the Svens are given us props from the stage.

noone reads this, but i need to document this. i'll read it later...
dD

over booked for time

so, i've decided that i've got way too much on the go.
i'm cuttin' back in a big way. i counted up all the projects, or things i'm workin on, and it's 11!
i have 11 separate projects that i'm apart of, and i've been thinking of more! for some reason i feel like i need to DO something. maybe something big, maybe something small. i think i just have to accomplish something, look back and say i did it. even if it continues on, i need to hit a goal.
i have goals, i do, really. too many tho.
i've told others that to be able to feel like they're actually getting somewhere, they need to focus on one thing, or one aspect of they're bigger picture. i seem to be able to help others, but don't really follow my own advise.
i know this is my blog for ranting and saying stupid/funny things i think of, but i have to put it down and read it. organize.
i need to organize. i have no decent way of keeping my stuff separate. i think i either need to re-adjust my computer folders, so there's one for each project, or get a filing cabinet... but that means printing things off... .......
i guess i could write things down. use my hands. y'know, a pencil, ink.
i think i'm getting somewhere with this.
...i have to keep the money projects going. work. so that's 2 normally. this coming week 4.
i have a major possible life-changing project i'm kinda working on. i've outsourced most of the work, so i do as little as possible. i hope that this works. i've gotta stand back and let soe other talented people do the work. i'll organize 'em.
ok. i need to eat.
gotta put something in my mouth
dD

spammed

i'm sick of spams. my email is about 14 years old, and i get TONS of stupid emails.
...but some are funny. i just got one asking me to get my colon flushed.
who asks this of ppl?
"sir, would you like your bum cleaned?"
NO! AAAAH - running away.
never trust anyone that wants to help you with this.

soup

i made soup today. it was amazing! i not a soup kinda guy either! it was a pork/vegetable/water soup.
here, try it out.
cook pork (small peices)
water
2 clove garlic chopped
lotsa tomato cut up
salt/pep
green onion
...oh ya soya sauce!

get it cookin. mash tomato up
it should be all tomato-ish/soya-ish colour
super good...

news

oh, it's been along time since i blogged. i got all involved with that facebook craze. bebo, myspace, hi5... i'm done with that. i'm not done with this. i'm back to this.

i've got some thoughts and stories up on my other blog, popcanlove.blogspot.com

i'm workin on some funny stories to stick up here, stuff that's happened to me, like i used to write here.

here's a short one.
me and kevin dubrosky (kd) want a coffee. we go to an esso where there's a tim horton's. we're pullin into the driveway, passing the pumps. there's this nice, red, big, shiny, old chevy truck from like, 1950, just FLYIN through the pump area. he comes around the pump, sees us and SLAMS on his brakes...
we're goin normal driveway speed.
this dude sticks his head out his window, after he spends ten minutes rolling down the old window, and screams,
"I GUESS YOUR COFFEE IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN MY BIG SHINY RED TRUCK."
...that's what he said. no lie.

so. i hate this man... he makes me mad. i yell,
"my COFFEE is more important than your FACE!!!" as i shake my fist (i do that sometimes)

... but my window was up. we have a/c. he just SAW me yelling madly, with my fist waving around.
kd says i have anger issues.

My New Page

Hey everyone,

I'm startin up a new webpage. It's an online magazine called NailedWhale.com.

The page is going to be dedicated to city graffiti in Toronto. Mostly art murals. Also we're gonna hit some big topics, such as legalization and the Clean Community Act... law... by-law. whatever.

!BLAM!
IT'S HAPPENIN' NOW!!

again, too long

it's been too long since i wrote on here. i will endevour to write more.
there are some new stuff up on toonage.ca so check that out!

whoa, new post!

been a long time. i've been busy!

i got a job. woo! i started working for an online music mag called Toonage.
toonage.ca
go check it out. nothing of mine is up yet, but it's cool doing reviews. i like it. i've got a page on myspace for networking with indie bans
www.myspace.com/deaconday

also, my bro is starting a battle of the bands-type competition called BandSmash
www.myspace.com/bandsmashcompetition

Stone Sour

This awesome band did a performance at a local radio station, The Edge. you can watch the videos.
and i WAS THERE!!!!!
i took my 2 cameras. one digital, the other 35 mm. i still need to get those developed. when i do i'll post 'em.
here's Corey Taylor, who afterwards i was a bout 2 feet away from. i tried to get his signature, but he swore at the crowd and then had to leave for his bigger performance with Evanescence, at the ACC.
i got James Root's signature. he ALSO is a bandmember of Slpiknot! he's no. 4 i think. the guitarist with the joker face. here's some corey taylor pics.

i'm stupid... and dumb

i need to retract part of a past post (that's alot of 4 letter P words).
Sunday December 10th
i ragged on about petroleum... when it was actually PLUTONIUM!!!!
AW! what a MORON!
RRAAAAAAAAAGH!!
i went ON and ON!
...thank-you yumyum for the awesome correction.

now to find a wall for my head

Little Mosque

Little Mosque on the Prairie.
This show is about a bunch of muslims trying to find a way to live their life, without being hassled. see, the show is centered around the view of east indians after 9/11.
this show is funny.
it made me very mad.
half way through the show i found myself absolutely HATING white people and their ignorance. but the show puts the characters in situations where everyone around them has a reason to wonder if they're terrorists.
...i will still watch this show. and probly continue to get mad.

Peter the bourbon drinking... something

peter. here he is. and his wifey.

Now, peter's a nice guy. he's good people.

but sometimes...
he goes out and buys a bottle of 107 proof bourbon and writes me on msn as he takes the first shot.

...peter knows i like bourbon. peter knows i like 107. peter knows i have no liquor. peter knows how to make me mad.

good ol' peter
now to go get a glass of water.

New Baby Pics

weird...

i swear it.
today i was walking past a starbucks with a tim horton's coffee, and everyone inside looked at me and hissed!
...like a cat...
or a vampire. evil tim horton's hating vampires. although they didn't have long teeth. but they DID have straws under their top lips....odd.

New Blog Soon

I'm thinkin of starting a new blog. I think i'm gonna call it, "Idiocy in Music".
it'll focus on stupid things that lyricists put in songs. y'know, those lines that are catchy and that you sing, then 4 years later it's stuck in your head.
such as, " ..." , ok i can't think of anything right now.
but you know what i mean. i hear it all the time.
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I've decided that the Toronto Subway is more of one large blind date, than actually a subway. Canada's Blind Date.
how? have a look see.
people get themselves all dressed up, then travel to a subway station.
after they get on, so begins the commuter date.
you spend the whole time either rubbing up against someone, or being breathed on.
you're nervous because SOMEONE is staring at you, and you try not to make eye contact.
you never feel comfortable, and you don't actually KNOW these people.
And SOME of these people you've seen before, maybe more than once. this is called a "relationship". 7 stops down the way, you see a person that was at your busstop and because you've seen SO MANY people in that last 20 min, you feel like you KNOW this person. do you say hi? NO. and they don't either. you see them tomorrow at the busstop. it's almost like the 2 of you have moved in together... into the busstop. you could almost critique what they wear. "no. i don't like that hat.... wash your hair... RRRRAAAAA STOP LOOKING AT ME!!"
see?
ok, i exagerated some of that, but it's not far off.

1 dollar

you know when you go to the dollar store? and you buy something for a dollar? do you expect it to be the best of quality?
...noooo
then how come when i go to Tim Horton's and i spend 1 dollar, i FREAK when my coffee isn't the best? which is most of the time.

...ssstiiiir. stir the coffee. your job isn't that hard. is your job stressful? do you need a massage person to come to your job? do they set up a table by the doughnuts? sneak a lemon twitter when you're not looking? do you make THEM good coffee?
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rememeber Back to the Future? it's always been one of my favorite movies... anyway. SUPPOSEDLY back in 1988 (when the movie is set) they need Petroleum to fuel the car. and it was hard to find. they made this huge deal about finding petroleum. "OH blah bla petroleum! wa wa we cry all night, petroleum."
what's petroleum?
...oil
crude oil. it started being used in the construction of BABYLON!!! you stupid people! if you're going to make a movie, learn your history... or at least the history of words that sound weird to you.
you're driving a CAR!!! which uses OIL!!!!
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you know what?
chicken butt.

bags, shave, life

I'm at a house the other day, cleaning the gutters, which, is just the BEST job in the world. Anyway, i have to take the leaves, put them in bags, put the bags at the end of the driveway... and i do it... cuz i'm just that good. so then there's this guy down the road. he's got the same job as me. what's HE do? throws the leaves on the ground then rakes 'em across the road to someone elses lawn. ... is that easier?...can i do that? where do i get a rake. GIMME A RAKE!! ...bags... bustin' my a** with bags

i have this idea. homeless people. when they start, they should shave their head. that way, we know how long they've been homeless...

when i'm drinking something, like i mean, REALLY into it, don't talk to me. if you do it, you are stupid. cuz i'm not listening. i've spent all my time making my coffee, or staring into the fridge deciding, and you want me to suddenly give YOU my attention? no. don't talk to me when i have a cup at my face.

*note to Tom Cochrane*
I don't care what you think life is like, i still hate your song.

2 exciting things...

1. i have JUST been added as the new contributer of BrewWho? i'm a cafe reviewer! i am officially a snob. part. everyone part. i'm walking through. don't touch me. i review cafes.
this is gonna be great. find it HEAR... i mean, HERE --->
BrewWho? brought to you by our awesome friends at Zyconium.

2. Over the Hedge is an awesome movie.

the keg of sorrow

so we're drivin down the road today, cuz there isn't any offroad in the downtown T-Dot. traffic was tight so we were movin slow. aaand there's this beer truck parked, with the driver deliverin kegs. i don't know WHY... but he takes out 5 kegs outta the back, puts them on the street, then takes ONE in.
...i think every canadian that saw that had the hardest battle of their LIFE, at that particular moment. i did.
"KEG!"
i said that. but there were actually four still there, so i shoulda said "LOTSA KEGS!!"
if i woulda been driving i would have HIT the guy in fronta me. i wasn't lookin at the road and i wasn't lookin at the kegs. i was lookin to see if anyone ELSE saw them. are people RUNNING?
it's like in grade school when a kid would throw like, 20 marbles and scream, "SCRAMBLE!"
... i wanted to scramble. just grab one. both arms! don't even pick it up. just hold it and yell, "MINE! I call THIS one. it's MINE. ME. MINE... NAAAAASTAY AWAY FROM MINE."
... but i'd be the only one there. the other kegs all alone.
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i bought these gloves today. now, i'm not a glove kinda guy. and i think that guys that have those, leather gloves, probly think that i'm impressed for some reason. i don't know. just a feeling i get. anyway. i bought gloves. but since i would never buy "hey i'm cool and fancy"-gloves, i bought work gloves. cuz they are practicle. BUT... only as practicle as how smart the person is buying them. there is definately a ratio of smartness to glove practicality.
Smart : Practicle
... am i spelling practicle right?? whatever. MAN i've gotten stupid.
yeah, SO. i get these ones with the rubber on the front, but not the BACK. and when am i using them? on the coldest wetest day of the year, while cleaning out gutters full of freezing water.
...
dumb : bad choice
see? it works
my hands were wet all day. not dirty! just numb.

time to get out the igloo

so i've discovered that i like to thaw hamburger in the microwave. that's right... DISCOVERED! screw you Columbus, this one is MINE!
funny how our society has changed over the years. words that we used to use, should be used for other things, and given new names. like microwave. sounds like an ipod accessory.
"i bought the nano."
"well i bought a new MICROWAVE!"

it should be called the Food Cooker. "It Cooks your Food!"
or the RadBox. which actually sounds like a second option to a vesectamy. "just put them in there sir."

i want a cell phone. and my space bar is sticking ...ok better. ya. cell phone. i just don't know who to go with. anyone but rogers. i hate rogers. hate hate hate hate.
i'm boycotting Rogers and staging a revolt. a throw-down. a take over. then sell to Bell... or Alberta. rogers is buyin everything up. they bought the Skydome (the Rogers Centre), telus...
...ok that's not everything, but i still hate rogers... and Crispers. what ARE they??