More on the way...

Hello gang...
It's been a short while since my last update, and it's gonna maybe be another day or 2 until I get the full update on this here Spill. Things have been a little rough for the JK over this past week & venting the (potentially) usual vent does not seem to be the right thing to do.

In the meantime, enjoy this AMAZING long lost Seinfeld episode... starring of course, Krazy Kramer. It's a must see!
Enjoy!
http://www.yourdailymedia.com/media/1164799313/Seinfeld_quot;Lost_Episodequo

BTW...

I would not mind this for Christmas!

That is all.

JK

Rumble Bus Ramble Sic

The wheels on the bus went round and round...

As per usual, I was on the bus ride to work today, which I've never terribly minded, but lately a few things have fallen under my attention. The first being, that it now seems to take longer to get from point A to point B. I would expect and accept this (as I did last year) with the crap season approaching here... BUT, one thing... we haven't had crap weather yet, so then why now is the bus ride taking closer to 40mins than it's usual ho-hum 30? That's right island friends (they take transit for granted the most), a 40min bus ride to work. Almost everyday now.
(fyi - on the way back it's about 25mins)
Maybe it's because there are more people on the bus? No. Maybe it's because of my #2 issue with the current "bus" state/situation. Simply put, there are more babies on the bus... babies in strollers... babies in strollers taking up waaaay too much room, and amazingly wonderfully getting on this ride for free. I'm sure the much-to-young mother with her headphones on really appreciates this, since she's saving for an ipod and all.
It's just that the babies are so small, but their stroller is always so laaarge. Show me a small stroller. There isn't one. It hasn't been invented. Strollers on my bus are big and taking up too much room. The babies aren't worth it... well maybe a few, but just a few. And then the sounds babies make when something is up... when they want something... or did they poo themselves?
Which brings me to my curiosity. Baby noise. I wonder, is there such a thing as "Baby Tape"? Of any kind. Obviously for over the mouth... not causing harm, but encouraging quiet.
I'd like to know if anyone is on this. I would be an investor.
So as I'm sitting there on the bus, distracted from my ipod (which I happily saved up for) courtesy of loud shouts and more spontaneous cries from this baby sitting near across from me, it happens.
Now the baby boarded the bus with supposed mother and father. Nicely, the father pushing the open stroller, while the mom carried the baby. To put an age on them, I'd say the mother was in her mid-to-late 40's (couldn't be early 50s could it?), as was the father (I actually thought they could be babysitting w/ their appeared age & poor stroller conciseness) and then the baby was maybe around 1... it was young.
So these loud sharp shouts mixed with the unfortunately more-frequent bursts of baby wails, something had to happen.
Worse, worser, worsest...
Shirt up, baby on. It was breast-feeding time on the bus. Why did this happen? And with these people? This family. Those are the parents. In front of me. It couldn't have waited? They couldn't have waited? The baby needed nipple feeding now and there and could not wait? There was no other option?!?
I couldn't believe it. I actually had to do double take because of how old she was, along with the fact, I couldn't believe it was happening. How old can you be?
I was maybe more unimpressed with the lacksidasical husband, since he was just looking around doing nothing of any importance. He also did not look embarassed. Now please understand, I can definitely understand that having a baby is beautiful and precious... and maybe sometimes, sure, breast-feeding could be beautiful and precious (yes? no?), but on the bus? The dirty dusty bus? It is not one of those times people, especially on a sick ragged 50-something year old tat.
Wrong wrong wrong. Blech...
Please, let's just get some baby tape.

I also noticed on the bus another one of those hardcore lookin' white guys. Do we all know the type (black hat, acne, weak facial hair, dumb jeans, some sports or rapper torso-wear, a shiny watch)? How come they are now always stuck with the fattest ugliest girls? Am I on crack (I'm not) or did these kinda guys once have slightly hardcore, cigarette smoking, non-terrible looking homegirls on their arms? I thought they did. Maybe that was highschool. I remember homegirls that didn't look like the ones I see the scummy ha'dco' guys with now. The homegirls have let themselves go. People should really learn to love themselves before they find get into an ugly relationship. That is such an ugly scene... those two people... people like that... you know...
(shudder...)

That's Creepy
- mannequins dressed and set up casually around the house
- playing video games in the nude
- Brooke Hogan with her grills (I'm using an "s" 'cause she's SO creepy)
- skinny 20yr old Hispanic males who carry a baby on the bus (yes, same bus ride!)

That Rules
- mannequins dressed up casually in the front, and/or, back yard
- playing video games in yer underwear - that RULES!
- me with my grillz marking my 38th birthday (see picture 10/13/18)
- not having a baby on the bus... to say the least...

Anyway... that covers my bus ride to work...
Keep smart people!
~ Jx

p.s. thank you Jerry for trying to save Kramer
p.p.s. blog links!! yah!!

The Weekend Is Over (If You Want It)

THAT WAS A WEEKEND!
Fulfilling? Hmmm... yes, but just.
Despite seeing no movies (and still not yet teaching myself HTML - which I hear is all the rave amongst the blogspot raver kids!) I did get some hot action.
No I shouldn't say that.
Let's say...
"I did a puzzle this weekend - turned out great - it was a beautiful picture of me getting some... by the water... er lake."
Again - no. Let's just do an overall overview summary - to cover it all.

A bit of a weird weekend it was.
I began weekend festivities Friday night at a wonderful downtown club named District (although I would call it Plan D).
As this was only my 2nd clubbing experience since my life began in TO, it was a good thing that it was actually Asian night (nothing wrong with that), as I did consider going to Asia to teach English. Maybe I could help some people here I though. No. Secondly there was a shooting at this club the week before.
LET'S GET THIS PARTY... started?
What can I say - glad to be here - glad to be alive! (Let's see C-Rath at this club!)
AND all for $6 cover w/ $3.75 under poured drinks.
AND we were on the guest list.
AND it was a waste of my time.
Maybe that's a bit harsh...
It was a waste of $6.
I would have spent $9 to stay at my place.
No, that's not true.
But it wasn't my cup of tea (there was no tea there).
I was there with some work friends (would I be there by myself? or with my regular friends?) led by my kinda supa'vizor (- that's how I've told her she should spell it).
The guy/girl ratio was 4 guys (self included), and 6 gals.
Don't care - still blew.
Not really - that is a little harsh of me.
Believe it though, the only other white male I saw in the club (other than the 2 awkward white co-worker pals of mine) was a portly fella' walking around with a camcorder. Then there were the white hooker girls. Mmmm cocaine... mmm sleaze... mmm wasting life at Plan D.
Whatever.
BUT the fat white guy with the camcorder... it was nice he wasn't using a phone camera - refreshing that - maybe that's why I instantly liked him...
Suddenly I felt better about being there. It was like magic. Maybe I did E and didn't notice.
I remained white, but I started to dance.
I looked around, I barely danced.
I shook.
Support stem cell research.

Now while this was bangin' on in my life - my usual TO friends/crowd were hangin at a lounge (the Rivoli) and then bounced over to strip club the Brass Rail at a girlfriends decision.
Now I ask the unjustified and unbiased, who was having the more trashy of the night?
I say that with no one getting "waaaassted", probably my loser pals at the Rail. Damn them. I would still bet that I saw more "ugly" than them though...
Interestingly enough, the only time I've ever been to the BRail was when a past gf of mine suggested it.
Girls, why do you suggest this?
Regardless - I would at least like to have split my time with both parties.
That was my Friday night.
Saturday was a lazzzzzy day.
Laundry? Yeah - doing it now (Monday morn').
Cleaning up? Yeah - while the laundry's being done... cleaning up.
I just didn't do too much Saturday. It's getting much colder (very little rain though, suckers!) and with no bike, I'm just not that motivated to go stormin' around.
Oh right, I bought weed.
So I had my options of things to do Saturday night, but honestly after the night prior, I did not feel like going out. It just felt kinda stupid... and buddies were working, so... just unmotivated (nothing to do with the weed!) I stayed home, play guitar, SFII (see previous blags).
Planning on an early Saturday night - 12:30ish - which would hopefully lead to a productive Sunday - I found myself going to bed at around 4:30am & getting up around 3pm/4ish the next day.
WOWZA.
Officially, this is my biggest sleep-in of all time. No question.
That sleep there kinda wrote off any kind of productive Sunday I had possible.
That said - I did hit up a very enjoyable Grey Cup house party (gold BC... we are GOLD) where I got way more drunk that at Friday's Plan D. Glad it was Sunday.
Finished the evening with some friends at a house playing the game, True Colors. It felt like 1989.
Have you played it?
Righto... so weekend update... cleeeaar.
Yeah - done.
JK

p.s. insert powerful Native quote here.

p.p.s. download "mr. me too" by the Clipse - it's a good one despite not hearing it at Plan D (yes, ching-a-ling chingy would be ching-a-ling jeleous)

Oh...

The name "Vundabar" is a corruption of the German word "wunderbar", which means "wonderful".

How did we get "Wonderful" from Virman Vundabar?

Peoples!

So although I am disappointed by not being fully able/capable to throw some of you's links on my blaaag wall (Paul Wall anyone?), I am saved by ability/capability to order nonsense on the internet. Today brought the arrival of internet purchase #3 (not counting concert tix) which coincidentally happens to be one of my favourite childhood geek friends. His name is Street Fighter 2. We hung out from ages 14 to about 17... so if you're thinking, "Oh that's so sad he spent his childhood in front of a screen playing video games" that was not the case. I spent my early teen life there.

But I deal & I rise above & I... buy it 9 years later online when it's been discontinued for the old-next-generation video game system that I own. At least it was only $30!!! Wonder if they'll ever re-release GoldenEye?

(FYI - purchased game: Street Fighter Anniversary Collection - usually Ken)

So now what???

Buzz for my 2 choice weekend movies, Casino Royale & For Your Consideration both seem to be getting those good reviews I was hoping for here & here. Can't wait (and with RGervais showin' up FYC!!! Looks promising!!!)

And thoughts on the Tenacious D flick? I'm almost waiting for the disappointment... not quite, but almost... The trailer just didn't do much for me (a power slide? is that the best you got JB?!?) and the soundtrack is apparently quite lackluster compared to their beloved debut. The "single" (is there any point with the D?) does amazingly actually suck. Curious about Let's Go To Prison (w/ TO born Will Arnett), it's directed by interesting great American funny man Bob Odenkirk (who is David Cross' pad'ner in the wonderfully funny/abstract Mr. Show (love the "taint" skit) and still does stuff with him. Ya know... stuff...

Whatever.

That's it - that's my beat.

I heart it out... tomorrow I go to a club.

(Interesting thoughts to follow)

JKnox

Quote of the day:

"Awww... nothing gets chocolate out." - Police Chief Clancy Wiggum

I Appreciate ~ I Do NOT Appreciate

Yes... I have levelled myself up to the "blogspot" domain...

I figured... I like the "link" factor. Myspace just has "friends". FRIENDS - but no real link to the outside world! Where can I link something?!?

Specifically link.
To worthwhile things!!!

I want those links just set on my blog site.

Actually set. Like my friends have on theirs.

And I don't like searching for some idiot's blog - I want it there greeting me.

And plus I'm totally not a computer geek like Myspace people tend to be so...

Also... I embarassingly admit, I had been kinda wanting to join in for a while, the whole Blogspot gang thing... it's a gang right? there's a leather jacket in the mail, yes?... and now seemed as good a time as any (1am - tired/lonely/home from work/hungry *cue dramatic music) so here it is.
A blog, this here blog, I promise that I will sincerely try, will all my bestest intentions to update weekly at least - or at least, more often than C-Crath.

Boo-Yah Grand-Pa!!!

(sigh)

That felt tired.

I didn't like it.
But I did like it.

I like that it felt hushed... the hushed "boo-yah".

Just whisper it... tickle their ear with it... soft like.

It'd be funny lean to the person in front of you in a movie theater and do it (perfect moment to be determined at time of action)

...boo...yah...

Damn mofo (can you swear on this thing?) - that would be hype! HYPE!

I bet if I was friends with Hip-Hop star Lupe Fiasco (see above) - he would dig that shiz (c.y.s.o.t.t.?).

I just know he would.

I know it.

Flip off!

That's not swearing & it doesn't seem all that mean.

Has anyone gone into my fridge? No. But you saw the Goddamn picture right? Jeez... I'm a hardass. Chicken burgers are in the freezer & KD is in the cupboard.

So has anyone gotten into the Ricky Gervais podcasts? Yes? No?

If you like to laugh, hopefully for you - if you like the t.v. show, 2 and a Half Men ,with superguy Charlie Sheen, then you probably have no clue who Ricky Gervais is. Unfortunately, I am not going to tell you.

BUT

Do check out co-writer/co-creator Stephen Merchant's myspace!!! Some amazing clips showing how sharp this Brit comedian is.

Genius: Never tell them your name!!

Oh so...

I Do NOT Appreciate:

- the lady who sat in front of me on the bus 2 days ago and had her long woman hair draped down all over the top of my paper. It's your hair! Be conscious!?! I can't read anything like that (especially the news - world events!) like that - hardly ride a bus with some of these animals!

FLIP!

- one of my bosses at work... (I count she wouldn't read this... too busy... no one at work will know spot... most of them are myspace people anyway - trust me, it'll be our little secret (*cue laughter & scary music))

she seems to think I'm an idiot when she (believe it) has no proof of this. As if I wouldn't check to make sure a change wasn't a problem!!! C'mon!?!

- the rain. It sucks.

- my bike being stolen 3 weeks ago & I'm not going to let myself get over it. I'm going to write a book about it. That perhaps will be the saddest thing above all.

I Appreciate:

- walking, but these days, barely

- Christoper Guest and his new movie For Your Consideration opening this weekend. Although I would like to see Casino Royale rather on the big screen and simply smash the law by sneaking into F.Y.C. - that probably won't happen, as I am not a 4 hour movie watcher. Are you?

All said, I just hope reviews serve both movies well, as I do want to give my time & money to them (if it had my love, it'd... I'd be a loser)

- Butters from South Park - I just saw an episode strictly based around him & his 'rents - very funny. Thank you Trey & Matt.

- for not having any major stress in my life other than the need to continue moving forward in this path that I have beaten for myself... and definitely money. More money would be fantastic! But no longer almost fundraiserable (new word - check Websters '07), as I now

- Lastly having my computer on a desk, in a safe place, so I can do stuff like this (and am I wasting my time folks?!) in my nifty lil place I designate as my home sweetness home. Bless it!

The Question for comments ~

- the Borat movie - is there going to have to be another public Borat appearance to combat all the backlash from da' meedia (say it like Ali now) along with the various "victims" (Frat boys, Feminists, and poor highly quote-able Romanian villagers of Borat's wild and crazy pranks?

OR

Is Sasha Baron Coh' himself gonna come out and be on Oprah like, giving to Romanian charity and saying he's sorry and he sees an open door in society to have some fun with...

Hmmm....

Bang on!

Well that wraps it at the end of this moment, but by all means, I will be back soon and Spilling a little more for y'all.

JX