Friday, May 30, 2008

Smokers have been banned from using an ashtray outside a pub after it became home to a family of blue tits.
Pub chef Frank Barnes said: "We have put up a big notice warning people not to use the ashtray as we think they are non-smoking blue tits."

Craziness - Blue Tits - we've got loons, chickadees, grouse and jays - nothing nearly as fun sounding as the 'Blue Tit.'

Thursday, May 29, 2008

TSN Sportscenter Jennifer Hedger

In a sports day that needs a little levity...as men we all love Miss Hedger...this is a reason to love her just a little more. This clips if from some reality show called the loft I think...

Alrighty kids, I'll warn y'all now. This could be a long rambling post as I'm not quite sure what I'm feeling at the moment. I'll start by saying that I had a super night last evening. JFu and I gratefully joined his cousin at his flat to watch what actually turned out to be a hockey game. I was glad to see the Pens. make a series out of this, and continue to be amazed by the (startlingly) spooky leader that young Sindey Crosby is molding himself into.

That said (I digress already) one has to wonder what might have been in store for Luc Bourdon who died this afternoon. The kid overcame a horrific broken leg three years back if memory serves. I respect what he overcame to get back (albeit sporadicly) to the NHL, and he would have been there on a regular basis had it not been for the red herring whose name is Edler.

Discipline Duncan, discipline - back to last evening. We all had a great time. I'll hang out with JFu's cuz anytime, he's an awful lot funnier than anyone reading this post! HarHar. Couldn't help but temp Mr. Brown there! Glad you're home BTW lad!

Anyhoo...JFu and I decided after the game to go and check out Indy.

I should let you all know that, as a child, I was some kinda geek. I saw Indy roughly 13-83 times at the cinema. I loved it. I still adore Raiders like crazy. There's a wee spot in my chest that gets tight and excited whenever I hear the score. That said, the theme excited me last night, and I felt let down from there on in. I understand that Indy is OLD in this film, and that the script works around the amount of years that have passed since we last saw our hero in the second best film of the franchise (The current film firmly falls behind 'The Temple of Doom" fiasco in my opinion). I realize that the audience is expected to make amends for the passing of time...but I still have to care. This film was pretty gorgeous, and I loved the IDEA of the script (not the way Lucas presented it to the director), but I wasn't 'swooned.' The scenes lingered too long, the laughs were way to infrequent, and worst of all: I didn't believe it. hate to say it, but it shouldn't have been made - way too much Lucas, not nearly enough Spielberg (I really think he was pushed into this), and not the Indy I so wanted to cheer for.

I once owned a fedora and a bullwhip. At the same time. I was the kid walking around Clifford Ave. with an oversized felt hat trying to whip apples from trees, grasshoppers from walkways - well you get the idea.

I was certainly not that kid last night - George Lucas, you do nothing but piss me off. Please go away. Steven - buddy - love ya, but don't let the bearded monster talk you into anything else. Harrison - thanks. I'l watch it again (cuz my lady is pissed!) and maybe I'll feel rekindled. JFu - thanks for going with me. That kid with the hat and the whip - enjoy the memories, because everything was better back then.

SHIPPAGAN, N.B. — Luc Bourdon, a promising defenceman with the NHL's Vancouver Canucks, was killed Thursday afternoon in a motorcycle crash in his native northern New Brunswick.

Bourdon's sister, Eve Bourdon, confirmed the death but declined further comment when reached at the family's home in Shippagan.

"Luc was a winner, he was a competitor," said Kent Hughes, his agent. "There was no quit in him. He persevered through a lot. He was a great guy and a great teammate."

RCMP in Shippagan wouldn't confirm the identity of the victim but said the driver of a motorcycle was killed at about 12:30 p.m. AT in crash on a road between Shippagan and Lemeque, N.B.

A report said Bourdon lost control of his motorcycle before hitting a tractor-trailer.

Bourdon, 21, was the first-round pick of the Canucks, 10th overall, in the 2005 NHL draft.

He split time this season with the Canucks and the Manitoba Moose of the American Hockey League. In 27 games with the Canucks, he scored twice but had no assists.

Bourdon was a member of the Canadian team that won gold at the 2006 world junior hockey championship in Vancouver and was named to the tournament all-star team.

He helped Canada win another gold at the 2007 tournament in Sweden.

Sunday, May 25, 2008


Yet another reason to dislike, ok - despise, Phil. Really, I just don't know what it is about this guy that drives me mad; but images like this ain't helping. In the world of golf, word is that Tiger will be returning from knee surgery to play at the US Open. I don't like his chances. Early prediction - the every toothy horse face (S. Ames) takes his first major.
Couldn't Agree More:

Oscar-winner Nicolas Cage and German director Werner Herzog, reported to be planning a remake of Abel Ferrara's 1992 film Bad Lieutenant, should "die in hell," Ferrara said in Cannes.

"I wish those people would die in hell," he told reporters when asked what he thought of the remake plan.

"Nick Cage, Werner Herzog ... I hope they're in the same streetcar when it blows up."

Entertainment industry journal Variety reported last week that the film, which featured Harvey Keitel as the lead in the original, would star Cage and be directed by Herzog.

The original film saw critical acclaim for the electrifying performance of Keitel, a morally depraved New York police officer investigating the brutal rape of a nun.

Ferrara is at the Cannes film festival this week to present Chelsea on the Rocks, a documentary about New York's legendary Chelsea Hotel.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Sunday Afternoon

I so wanna make a Mr. Brown joke after watching this, but in good taste, I'll let y'all draw your own comparisons.

Friday, May 23, 2008

Note the lack of Canucks raising that beauty. A good, simple commercial from the NHL for once however...

X-Files - I want to believe Trailer

Right on, Billy Connely is in the new X Files flick! Still gotta see Indy, next week hopefully...

Thursday, May 22, 2008

This is just too wierd:


Yet another severed foot has washed ashore in British Columbia.

RCMP in Richmond are investigating the discovery of a severed foot on uninhabited Kirkland Island in the Fraser River on Thursday.

This foot is the fourth in a string of mysterious feet that have washed ashore on B.C.'s beaches.

The first three washed up in the Gulf Islands. In August, two size 12 feet were discovered on Gabriola and Jedediah Islands, and a third foot was found in February on Valdez Island.

The first three were all right feet, and all were in sneakers.

Police have not revealed if this latest discovery was a right foot or a left foot, but police said it was in a shoe.

RCMP Cpl. Nycki Basra of Richmond said this is one of the strangest cases she has heard of.

"Well for us its our first time. In my 12 years of service this is the first time I've seen it," she said.

Police have yet to determine if this latest foot is connected to any of the other severed feet, but Basra said Richmond RCMP will look at the similar files as part of their investigation. Police are working to determine from whom, and from where, the foot came, Basra said. It could be the result of a suicide, an accident, or foul play.


Ok - Tim Burton is a genius. Johnny Depp is perhaps the best actor alive. This movie is wonderful to watch, but uhh - I wanted to turn the volume down. maybe you're a bigger person than I, but the musical genre doesn't do it for me. Except the Sound of Music of course - cuz it had a hot singling babe. This movie has Helena Bonam Carter, and she just scares me.

Blatantly stolen from the inter-web:



The new Indiana Jones movie opens on Thursday. Apparently, there’s a crystal skull involved. Granted, if it’s anywhere near as valuable as a crystal egg, we wonder why Indiana’s parents left him alone with it in the first place. Whatever. Here’s a Stanley Cup finals preview with a little help from Harrison Ford’s second-greatest character. (The greatest, of course, being the lawyer who got shot in the head and learned to love.)

Marion: You're not the man I knew ten years ago.
Indiana: It's not the years, honey, it's the mileage.

The Detroit Red Wings have 14 players who are 30 years of age or over. The Pittsburgh Penguins have seven, and only Sergei Gonchar, 34, is a big factor. If the Wings had played a bunch of long, gruelling series, their age might go against them. Instead, they’ve lost just four times in the postseason, so there’s been plenty of time to rest the old bones. Not to mention, the NHL gave both teams most of the month of May to prepare for each other.

Indiana: Fortune and glory, kid. Fortune and glory.

Everyone’s talking about the experience of Detroit’s forwards (like Kris Draper and Dallas Drake) and defencemen (like Nicklas Lidstrom and Chris Chelios) versus the Pens’ relatively unproven roster of skaters, but how about goalie Chris Osgood, 35, compared to 23-year-old Marc-Andre Fleury? The last young goalie to win it all was Carolina’s Cam Ward, who took home the Conn Smythe Trophy as a 22-year-old in 2006. Before then, it was Martin Brodeur as a 23-year-old in 1995. Fleury’s been outstanding so far, but the Stanley Cup finals are a whole new level of pressure.

Indiana: You want to talk to God? Let's go see him together, I've got nothing better to do.

It’s not just the Wings’ players who boast experience. Detroit coach Mike Babcock has been to the finals before, with Anaheim in 2003. The furthest Pens coach Michel Therrien has been prior to this season is the second round. Oh, and Babcock’s got Scotty Bowman on his side as a consultant. Thus, the God reference.

Indiana: Those aren't big birds, sweetheart! They're giant vampire bats!

Scary stuff. Almost as scary as the offensive firepower in this series. Somewhere, Hal Gill has been hyperventilating since Sunday. Pittsburgh and Detroit feature the top five scorers of this year’s playoffs: Henrik Zetterberg and Sidney Crosby both have 21 points while Pavel Datsyuk, Marian Hossa and Evgeni Malkin each have 19.

Indiana: I'm allowing you to tag along. So why don't you give your mouth a rest. Okay, doll?

It’s an obscure quote from the Temple of Doom, but there isn’t any other way to broach the subject of Jarkko Ruutu, who leads Pittsburgh with 24 postseason PIM. After all, dumb penalties could be the death of whichever team takes them. Detroit’s power play is clicking at 21.3 percent in the playoffs, Pittsburgh’s 25.0

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

The Police - Message In A Bottle - Vancouver, May 28th

Oh the memories...thinking of ya Mr. Brown...

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

TBot's Employer's Vid:

If you look closely, you'll see Tony - I did!

Gordon Ramsay insults Chef

Gordon Ramsay's Kitchen Nighmares could be the greatest guilty pleasure in the history of guilty pleasures. Geo, start flaming me now - the rest of you lot - start watching!


Click on the image for an interesting read on Scarlett's take on Tom Waits.
5 > 3

Monday, May 19, 2008

I sorta liked this film. Actually, I think I really liked it, actually - I'm just not sure. It was kinda predictable (with a few goodies mixed here and there), and the performances were absolutely killer, but it was just so fucking dark. Some really nasty people doing some really nasty things. Most certainly not a feel good kinda flick, but well made and worth the rental price. Actually I wish I'd gotten to see Marisa (in all her splendor); insert Homer like donut drool here, on the big screen.
In other ramblings:

Pit/Det for the cup. Predict the kids in 7.

Thanks to my lovely lady for the blog's stylin' new look. I knew that monkey was the one the second I saw him.

Good luck to you know who.

Someone better keep up with you know who's bitter/funny comments. It's something I look forward to every boring ass day.

Check out the video of Amy Winehouse & Pete What's His Name on YouTube playing with mice in their drug induced haze. I've tried to blog up five different versions, but something odd is going on out there with the interweb police. Actually, it's probably more likely to be Ms. Winehouse's interweb solicitors that are hindering my efforts. Anyhow, she's one fucked up train wreck. Goul Pool anyone???

Another Reason the Doc doesn't 'do camping:'

"He's eating my gristle and he's gnawing on my head. I was saying, 'He's eating my brains. I can feel it.' I know it's happening and I said, 'God! I hope it gets over soon'" he said.

"I said, 'I'm too young to die. I don't want to die,' and then he stopped."

The bear suddenly seemed to have enough and pushed him into the mud, still grunting and snorting, Case said.

See Geo's blog link for more....



Oops

Trever Finch still managed to hit the green on this shot, and would go on to win the '08 Irish Open.

Friday, May 16, 2008


Alrighty, I'm out of hospital and alive...alive dammit - alive! Not a cadaver, as pictured above. Though I may in fact owe thanks to cadavers/organ donors. More on that to follow. And no, smart asses - it has nothing to do with my lovely liver! Love to head off the jokes! I'm just glad Jon and Dee were there to witness what I otherwise might have forgotten/dismissed as a morphine induced dream. It seems the bone graft I was scheduled to receive came not from me, but from, uh - someone else. I was a bit confused that the nurses on my ward had me on record as having recieved a bone graft, yet I had no tell tale wounds on my hip where they would have harvested the bone matter from. 25 hrs later, I saw my surgeon and inquired as to why he hadn't gone ahead with the scheduled bone graft. He told me he had. The surgeons apparently have, at their disposal, carefully screened bone matter that's (as far as I could tell) has been harvested from dead folk and mixed with lovely nutrients and the like. Uh - I'm still a little freaked out about this, and not really sure I should even post it. It all seems so odd - I have little bits of someone else in me, knitting in my shin as we speak. Jehovah is gonna be some pissed....

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Hey kids! I'm heading into the lovely above pictured l'hopital for a few nights. Surgery (#5) is schedule for noonish tomorrow. Another bone graft, and some plastic surgery on the leg; hopefully be home for the weekend. I'll be sure and post something while completely stoned out of my gourd! Prepare for gore pics Mr. Brown, we all know how sensitive you are!

Friday, May 09, 2008

Marty Turco (apres Lou) is the Secong Goalie I'd Build a Club Around...

To be fair, I should include Marty as well. Any club would covet this man - he's a third deference man , cooler than Freon (hope that's the AC gas - because it's super cool!) and is undoubtedly in the top five goaltenders globally. He stops almost everything, and has the composure yu look for in a head case (aka - goalie). Expect he and Luongo to represent Canada in 2010. That's assuming someone has the stones to tell Marty that his services are no longer needed....

Thursday, May 08, 2008

I meant to post this earlier, after watching the goal tending duo that gave us a show unlike plenty of others. The Stars/Sharks went to a fourth OT in a game that beautifully displayed a goal tending brawl unlike any seen since my days in 100 Mile circa 1986. Seriously, I often faced 100 shots in 60 min! And if I let in ten I got bawled out. Don't believe me? Ask Ben - he's comp. friendly now (blf@yahoo.com), send him an email and get the education rolling. Back to hockey, LOL! Regardless, Turco/Nabakov was a display worthy of the ages, and I find myself (strangely enough) actually giving a shit about the sport this year. That's undoubtedly due to the fact I'm bored senseless! Once the Nucks are out, I generally don't give a rats' ass til the finals; yet this year is strangely different. And not different due to the quality of hockey, rather due to the outrageously boring quality of my spare time. I'd so rather forget the way my beloved Nucks have let me down (as has been the case WAY to often) and buckle down to the range and the course. This is the time of year I forget sticks and ice, and instead focus on yardage and icy beer! Not to be for a while, so therefore...alas, here's hoping Bobby Lou makes that save next year on the way to....something.

Ranting away on a late Thursday night:



I know it's late for predictions, but Detroit will make the Stars look silly. Four games, five tops.



Longer series here, Pens in six or seven. What's really funny is that I wrote Penis instead of Pens originally. I'm still laughing. Take that Sid!



Yeah, if I were Dion Phaneuf (The bastard!), he's one who would look great in a Nuck's uni. BTW, I'd rather hang on the beach with the lovely Ms. Cuthbert myself. Really kids - a tourney in Halifax or Hawaii with Eliza? No contest.

In other notes:

I lit my stove on fire tonight - twas cool.

Cheesecake isn't as difficult as folks might tell ya.

I've 'road raged' twice in the past week - not my usual thing. I might need help. Help burning Subaru's and minivans that is.

I'm awaiting the sunshine that's predicted to be rolling in. Eagerly. No, really - I'm bored and I want some sunshine on my back deck.

I'm gonna get butchered sometime next week. Prepare for gory pictures; I know Mr. Brown craves the gore...

Monday, May 05, 2008

Not a Huge Surprise Here Kids:



Work on a possible James Bond film theme has been abandoned because singer Amy Winehouse is not ready to make music, producer Mark Ronson has said.

The Brit award winner told Sky News that "unless by some miracle of science it gets recorded and someone sings a vocal," the song would not materialise.

Ronson added that their work on other new music had not been finished either.

Winehouse's spokesman said the decision was taken because she had "other ideas" about how the song should be developed.

'Own decisions'

"She has always made her own decisions about her music. Needless to say, this is part of the process between artist and producer and we're sure they will continue to make great music together," he added.

The pair had yet to be officially signed up to compose the theme for Quantum of Solace, while Ronson said in a recent interview that the singer had been approached to work on the project.

He added that a demo had been produced, which "sounds like a James Bond theme".

Ronson said that they were probably in competition with "loads more really famous people" to write the song, but hoped they would have a chance to write the next one if they were unsuccessful.

Winehouse, whose battle against drink and drug addiction has overshadowed her musical success, recently received a police caution for common assault after slapping a man.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Canadian Forces - Commercial's are Scary Good

Currently watching a hockey game, where I see versions of these ads over and over. I wonder how many of our youth get caught up in the wonderful production values that these ads contain, and adrenaline pumping, sign right up?

Well, well well. Pretty much everything below should be taken tongue in cheek:

Ray Liotta deserved and Oscar for this performance.

Ray Liotta, on the credit due from GoodFellas, shouldn't have to prance around in tighty whities.

The fat guy, who was Pussy from The Soprano's was typecast. His acting is stellar. Coupled with Andre Benjamin, they make up the best scheming pair since Newman and Redford in The Sting.

I'm switching to italics cuz they won't turn off. Deal with it:

The Freudian exploration between the ego and the id shouldn't be missed by any intro psych students. Really - it's facinating.

The doctors who Mr. Ritchie wisely ran 'eggheading' during the credits proves my point. I think.

The editing dept. are stellar - top of their game. A shot up right arm that is pointed out as useless by said editors really ought go on to reload a gun seconds later. I like that shit in movies, it's great knowing those involved are happy and well rested. It makes me smile.

Madonna was somehow involved in all of this - she had to have been.

Guy Ritchie really blows - his other films were terrible (remember the above warning), brutal pieces of shit. This is his Citizen Cain.

In keeping with Geo's Review Theory:

Revolver = Revolting






Saturday, May 03, 2008

Loved it. Robert Downey Jr. is so superbly cast in this film, you almost wait for the whole deal to go wrong. It doesn't. It's great to see him back at it, what with all the naysayers we heard from early in the production of this film. In fact, all the cast pretty much rocked - they appeared pretty seamless together, which say a lot considering they all signed on prior to even reading a script. Oh, and to get the pervy comment out of the way, like I said to JFu, that Ms. Paltrow can put any lady to shame on a set of very high heels. Yummy. The film had a lot of comical moments. Not the least of which was the nerd who took the single seat beside me - figured I was his pal, and wanted to bombard me with banal comments throughout. I bludgeoned him with a crutch and stuffed his lifeless body into my extra large soda cup; and all was once again right with the world! Anyhoo, back to the film: here's a not so bad spoiler for those of you who are going this weekend...watch the credits...all of them. Over and out kids, enjoy.

Stole the following:

The key to Downey's mocking, crumpled charm is that no matter whom he's talking to, he's really just nattering to himself. When he climbs into his Iron Man machine suit, with its whirring, clicking limbs and plated chest, flamethrower arms, and mask of a medieval knight, he doesn't disappear behind the tin-can walls of that chunky, atomic-age jet-pack robot. He's still there, a deftly fragile motormouth — a damaged soul who needs armor to fully become himself.

Friday, May 02, 2008

Apparently I'm reading alot:

I enjoyed this one, courtesy of JFu. It follows a young gal receiving her Sushi training at a California school. A fun, easy ready - that tells the trainees stories and also mixes in a ton of useful info regarding sushi history and the biology of all those yummy goodies at the sushi bar.
A novel from the writer who brought us the very witty Juno. Her style is fun and refreshing, you can see where the wonderful dialog that made up Juno came from - I hope she continues with novels as well, as this book has me wanting more from this author.
I'm pretty sure you've all read this. If you haven't - you ought. I'm off to pick up another of his titles this afternoon. Not since 'Not Wanted on the Voyage' have I enjoyed a book involving the sea so much. I have that feeling I always get after finishing such a wonderful book; kinda ripped off, and mildly peeved that the journey is over.

Thursday, May 01, 2008

John Daly Interview While Playing Golf -- No Shirt Or Shoes

John Daly is not a modest man. And he's not one for formalities on his own course. During an interview with a local Missouri TV station, Daly took to playing golf sans shoes and sans shirt. Click on the above video courtesy You Tube.