3.26.2008
Caleb Is (or, Luke is)
Caleb started playing this game in the comments of my last post. You type "(someone's name)
Caleb is not presented consistently.
Caleb is a young man taken into the employ of the local squire Falkland.
Caleb is quick to point out that rugby is not a popular sport in the United States.
Caleb is a Horite.
Caleb is playing flag football this year and may try gymnastics.
Caleb is evidence of primitive totemism.
Caleb is a very flashy, fancy, brave 8 year old grey large pony.
Caleb is an arrogant, misogynistic, defrocked priest who is allied with the First Evil .
and of course:
Luke is the world's greatest cowboy.
Luke is way off the mark on more than a few of his assumptions.
Luke is detached toward police when they arrive at the scene and arrest him .
Luke is releasing an box set entitled Luke Campbell's Soup for the Freaky Soul.
Luke is the oldest and the least important employee of a dismal company.
Luke is a consumerate historian, to be ranked in his own right with the great writers of the Greeks.
Luke is being a tool, as always.
3.24.2008
Tour (or: You Know You're Getting Old When You Meet At the Retirement Home
So much for once a week, eh kids? Ah well.
Thought you might like to know all about my week. Don't know why I thought this. But you're here, so I have a feeling you'll read it. And hopefully like it. This last week felt like I was on tour. Here is a not-so-brief (yet entertaining) travelogue:
Tuesday, March 18: Drove to London with Krista and Steph Andrews (my brother's girlfriend) for the Tokyo Police Club show. My brother Kevin was supposed to come but he was wicked sick, so we managed to get the awesome Fiona Jack to meet up with us in London and take the ticket. Show was good! It was Call The Office so the sound wasn't great. The Knaves opened and were fairly unremarkable, but we were so annoyed at having been out in the cold and rain for an hour (doors were at 8, but they didn't let anyone in until 9:10) that we were waaaay nasty about how much we didn't like them.
Will Currie et le Pays Francais were on next and, despite APPARENTLY being influenced by Elton John, they were enjoyable. I've heard them play better, but Krista was up front and apparently Currie was having mad moniter problems and was somewhat upset by this (understandably so, as there's nothing harder on a singer).
Tokyo Police Club were great. We only saw a third of their set at Winterfest so it was nice to catch the whole thing. They have an album coming out April 22 so a lot of stuff was new to my ears. Krista got a great video of a new song that I will post if/when she gives it to me. Their guitarist couldn't make it so their sound tech filled in and was indistinguishable from the genuine article (sound wise, that is; he kind of looked like Ron Jeremy). The only knock I could have is that they just kind of played songs end to end: no segues, covers, crowd interaction, etc. I give the entire show a B+.
We got on the road late and the 401 was coated in fog, so much so that we couldn't go more than 60 in some places. I wound up falling asleep (Steph was driving) and am apparently hilarious while I am sleeping. I woke up every so often to ask Steph if she was OK, and then would go right back to sleep. I also snored. Yep, I rule.
Wednesday, March 19: Drove to Ikea in Burlington with Krista to check out some possibilities for the Haus. Since I'm not moving anytime soon I want to make it a little nicer to live in. Didn't buy anything of note (except a wok to replace the one that has been adding tefloon to our stir-frys), but I eyeballed a new computer desk, some poster frames and shelving. More to come! Stay tuned.
Thursday, March 20: Drove to Oakville with Krista to play a show at Abbey Park Secondary School with the Runaway. It was a sweet show. A couple of students opened, and I didn't get to talk to them or I'd link to them here. Nifty was also on the bill and he was very cool. I didn't know any of his stuff aside from his guesting on Runaway's A Brief Word, and he was amazing. A super cool guy, too, please go check him out. I hype-manned as per usual and also busted out the Popcoustic Medley v3.0, swapping in Beyonce's "Crazy In Love" where I had previously used "I Will Survive" or Whigfield's "Saturday Night". I also debuted the "Will Ferrell Rap" that I wrote in ten minutes the night before. I'll post that video too, but later. LATER, I said! The crowd was super responsive and fun, which is always helpful. The weird thing was that the show was done at 5 PM and I was baffled as to what I was supposed to do with myself. I'm used to leaving it all on the stage, so to speak, so when I have to stay awake for another six hours it's weird.
Friday, March 21: Drove with Krista to Stouffville to do her family Easter thing. I thought it was just going to be her immediate family, but found out that her aunt, uncle, cousins and grandmother were all coming to dinner! Yikes, that's a lot of people to meet. Played Egyptian War again and won my very first game...Joyce, I'm coming for you. Also played and lost a close game of Crokinole. Also ate an amazing ham dinner. Dead pig FTW!
Saturday, March 22:, OK, this technically counts as Friday cause we didn't travel and you're supposed to do a Travellogue based on place, not on time, but ANWAYS.... In the morning we visted Krista's paternal grandparents and maternal grandmother in the retirement comunity they all live in, and I was walking throug hthe cafeteria and ran into my great Uncle Karl, who has been living there a couple of months. I had thought that he was still living in his own apartment. This is either
a) an amazing coincidence, or
b) a sign that I am now old enough to run into people I know inside retirement homes.
I'll let you know.
ANYWAY, we then drove to Toronto and did a bunch of shopping. I picked up three t-shirts at Black Market, finally spent my Sunrise Gift Certificate on Arrested Development Season 2, and bought an X-Box game I've been wanting. Krista got some earrings from a designer she really likes. It was a pretty day and warm enough to be fun walking around the downtown. Not like the 10 FREAKIN' CENTIMETRES OF SNOW THAT WE'RE GETTING TOMORROW. Ahem.
We then had dinner at Krista's friend Lydell's condo. He's this wizard chef who made (MADE!) bread bowls, and then we chose between a Lemon Pork stew or a Wild Rice and Mushroom chowdah (say it, Frenchie!). He topped it off with this amazing Oreo cake that had a brownie base with cheesecake topping. Ridiculous.
Sunday, March 23: Drove to Guelph for my family Easter thing with Steph A and my newly recovered brother. For the first time in my 28 years with this family we had dinnner out, which was kind of weird. We were at the Cutton Club in Guelph. The meal was good, but intorducing Krista to my extended family was the highlight (especially my grandmother telling me I should stop "shopping around". I think my grandmother thinks I'm a bit of a player. Holla!).
OK, 'twas ridiculously long. Now I don't have to update for weeks. But I should let you know that the Haus renovation project (i.e., painting my room, framing some posters, recovering my dining room set) is underway. Be afraid.
Be VERY afraid.
Kerry
Thought you might like to know all about my week. Don't know why I thought this. But you're here, so I have a feeling you'll read it. And hopefully like it. This last week felt like I was on tour. Here is a not-so-brief (yet entertaining) travelogue:
Tuesday, March 18: Drove to London with Krista and Steph Andrews (my brother's girlfriend) for the Tokyo Police Club show. My brother Kevin was supposed to come but he was wicked sick, so we managed to get the awesome Fiona Jack to meet up with us in London and take the ticket. Show was good! It was Call The Office so the sound wasn't great. The Knaves opened and were fairly unremarkable, but we were so annoyed at having been out in the cold and rain for an hour (doors were at 8, but they didn't let anyone in until 9:10) that we were waaaay nasty about how much we didn't like them.
Will Currie et le Pays Francais were on next and, despite APPARENTLY being influenced by Elton John, they were enjoyable. I've heard them play better, but Krista was up front and apparently Currie was having mad moniter problems and was somewhat upset by this (understandably so, as there's nothing harder on a singer).
Tokyo Police Club were great. We only saw a third of their set at Winterfest so it was nice to catch the whole thing. They have an album coming out April 22 so a lot of stuff was new to my ears. Krista got a great video of a new song that I will post if/when she gives it to me. Their guitarist couldn't make it so their sound tech filled in and was indistinguishable from the genuine article (sound wise, that is; he kind of looked like Ron Jeremy). The only knock I could have is that they just kind of played songs end to end: no segues, covers, crowd interaction, etc. I give the entire show a B+.
We got on the road late and the 401 was coated in fog, so much so that we couldn't go more than 60 in some places. I wound up falling asleep (Steph was driving) and am apparently hilarious while I am sleeping. I woke up every so often to ask Steph if she was OK, and then would go right back to sleep. I also snored. Yep, I rule.
Wednesday, March 19: Drove to Ikea in Burlington with Krista to check out some possibilities for the Haus. Since I'm not moving anytime soon I want to make it a little nicer to live in. Didn't buy anything of note (except a wok to replace the one that has been adding tefloon to our stir-frys), but I eyeballed a new computer desk, some poster frames and shelving. More to come! Stay tuned.
Thursday, March 20: Drove to Oakville with Krista to play a show at Abbey Park Secondary School with the Runaway. It was a sweet show. A couple of students opened, and I didn't get to talk to them or I'd link to them here. Nifty was also on the bill and he was very cool. I didn't know any of his stuff aside from his guesting on Runaway's A Brief Word, and he was amazing. A super cool guy, too, please go check him out. I hype-manned as per usual and also busted out the Popcoustic Medley v3.0, swapping in Beyonce's "Crazy In Love" where I had previously used "I Will Survive" or Whigfield's "Saturday Night". I also debuted the "Will Ferrell Rap" that I wrote in ten minutes the night before. I'll post that video too, but later. LATER, I said! The crowd was super responsive and fun, which is always helpful. The weird thing was that the show was done at 5 PM and I was baffled as to what I was supposed to do with myself. I'm used to leaving it all on the stage, so to speak, so when I have to stay awake for another six hours it's weird.
Friday, March 21: Drove with Krista to Stouffville to do her family Easter thing. I thought it was just going to be her immediate family, but found out that her aunt, uncle, cousins and grandmother were all coming to dinner! Yikes, that's a lot of people to meet. Played Egyptian War again and won my very first game...Joyce, I'm coming for you. Also played and lost a close game of Crokinole. Also ate an amazing ham dinner. Dead pig FTW!
Saturday, March 22:, OK, this technically counts as Friday cause we didn't travel and you're supposed to do a Travellogue based on place, not on time, but ANWAYS.... In the morning we visted Krista's paternal grandparents and maternal grandmother in the retirement comunity they all live in, and I was walking throug hthe cafeteria and ran into my great Uncle Karl, who has been living there a couple of months. I had thought that he was still living in his own apartment. This is either
a) an amazing coincidence, or
b) a sign that I am now old enough to run into people I know inside retirement homes.
I'll let you know.
ANYWAY, we then drove to Toronto and did a bunch of shopping. I picked up three t-shirts at Black Market, finally spent my Sunrise Gift Certificate on Arrested Development Season 2, and bought an X-Box game I've been wanting. Krista got some earrings from a designer she really likes. It was a pretty day and warm enough to be fun walking around the downtown. Not like the 10 FREAKIN' CENTIMETRES OF SNOW THAT WE'RE GETTING TOMORROW. Ahem.
We then had dinner at Krista's friend Lydell's condo. He's this wizard chef who made (MADE!) bread bowls, and then we chose between a Lemon Pork stew or a Wild Rice and Mushroom chowdah (say it, Frenchie!). He topped it off with this amazing Oreo cake that had a brownie base with cheesecake topping. Ridiculous.
Sunday, March 23: Drove to Guelph for my family Easter thing with Steph A and my newly recovered brother. For the first time in my 28 years with this family we had dinnner out, which was kind of weird. We were at the Cutton Club in Guelph. The meal was good, but intorducing Krista to my extended family was the highlight (especially my grandmother telling me I should stop "shopping around". I think my grandmother thinks I'm a bit of a player. Holla!).
OK, 'twas ridiculously long. Now I don't have to update for weeks. But I should let you know that the Haus renovation project (i.e., painting my room, framing some posters, recovering my dining room set) is underway. Be afraid.
Be VERY afraid.
Kerry
3.19.2008
3.17.2008
The Return of Gleb or I Run Made In...
So it has just come to my attention that I filed my taxes once as Gleb A. MacDonald. If you hear that I've died and there's a similarly looking fellow by the name of Gleb, shhhhh it's me.
Iron Maiden was amazing! Pyrotechnics, a set that looked like an Egyptian tomb, guitar solos long enough for the lead-singer to go backstage and change costumes and a 15ft tall fully walking version of Eddie!
Iron Maiden was amazing! Pyrotechnics, a set that looked like an Egyptian tomb, guitar solos long enough for the lead-singer to go backstage and change costumes and a 15ft tall fully walking version of Eddie!
3.12.2008
Just When I Thought I Was Out, They Pull Me Back In -OR- Henry Rollins > Elton John, Will Currie > Me
OK, so it’s been a while. Sorry. I’ll try and be better at the internets.
ITEM 1:
I saw Henry Rollins a week and a half ago, the same night Elton John was in town. Giant “who cares?” for Elton John, but I digress. Actually, I must continue to digress. Crocodile Rock is possibly my least favourite “classic” song (right next to “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” by Meatloaf) and Sir Elton’s popularity baffles me. Friggin’…”Rocket Man”? “Candle In The Wind”? “Circle of Life”? Like, quick, name one relevant artist from the last ten years who you could safely say was influenced by Elton Friggin’ John (except maybe whoever did that “Gene Kelly” song, but if “Gene Kelly” was my inspirational legacy I’d probably contract some convenient amnesia).
Ahem. So, Henry Rollins! My bruvva Kevin had gotten us both tickets as his Christmas gift to me. Which is a pretty self serving Christmas gift on its face, but it’s worth remembering that he did give me the very first Sno-Cone from his Snoopy Sno-Cone machine that he got for Christmas, so I really can’t complain.
It was non-assigned seating so we got there nice and early (me wearing my WWHRD T-shirt [in the spirit of gratuitous linkage, here's one of my favourites], which my brother said was the spoken word equivalent of wearing a band’s shirt to that band’s show) and were rewarded with third row dead center seating. Rollins hit the stage and started talking at 8 PM sharp, and didn’t stop until 11:15 PM. He covered everything from his home life in LA to his travels to his interactions with other punk legend types like Jello Biafra, Iggy Pop, Captain Sensible, et al.
I’d be lying if I wrote that there weren’t parts that dragged, but those were few and far between. I should also note that the first few rows were all in folding chairs on the floor. Padded folding chairs, but still folding chairs. And since folding chairs are meant to be on a flat surface and NOT the sloped floor of a theatre, by about the halfway point my arse was screaming for mercy. But Rollins was an amazing storyteller and kept the audience laughing or transfixed the entire night. A+, Mr. Rollins!
ITEM 2:
I’m a rock star again! Well, as much as I was before, anyway. I’ve been offered a couple of dates with Critical Mass. The cool part is, they’re both in the States! I do one date in Michigan in April and another in Indiana in May. I get a rider and everything! Forgoet you, life of working drudgery! Forget you for two separate days!
More rock star related news coming for April. Stay tuned.
ITEM 3:
Caleb tried my recipe for Kraft Dinner (boil noodles for 45 seconds, pour minimal milk, add cheese-esque mix, eat) and he liked it. In your face, al dente Kraft Dinner playa-hatas. Also, in your face, Caleb’s gastro-intestinal tract.
ITEM 4:
I’m going to see Tokyo Police Club with Will Currie and the Country French next week! You may remember TPC as being my favourite band over the last year or so. You may remember WCATCF as being the band who we beat in Last Band Standing finals last year, and who have since gone on to sign with Murderecords (Sloan’s label). Yep, we sure showed them. Actually, I loooove WCATCF and am really happy to see them doing well, cause they’re nice people and an awesome band. And maybe if I’m nice to them they’ll introduce me to Jay Ferguson and I can finally ask him if he’s ever going to write another single, cause he hasn’t done that since “Lines You Amend” (useless fact: my friend in high school Phil was in the video for that song). Ah, Jay, I keed, I keed.
I think that does it. I promise to update once a week, unless I don’t, in which case I don’t promise.
END TRANSMISSION.
ITEM 1:
I saw Henry Rollins a week and a half ago, the same night Elton John was in town. Giant “who cares?” for Elton John, but I digress. Actually, I must continue to digress. Crocodile Rock is possibly my least favourite “classic” song (right next to “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” by Meatloaf) and Sir Elton’s popularity baffles me. Friggin’…”Rocket Man”? “Candle In The Wind”? “Circle of Life”? Like, quick, name one relevant artist from the last ten years who you could safely say was influenced by Elton Friggin’ John (except maybe whoever did that “Gene Kelly” song, but if “Gene Kelly” was my inspirational legacy I’d probably contract some convenient amnesia).
Ahem. So, Henry Rollins! My bruvva Kevin had gotten us both tickets as his Christmas gift to me. Which is a pretty self serving Christmas gift on its face, but it’s worth remembering that he did give me the very first Sno-Cone from his Snoopy Sno-Cone machine that he got for Christmas, so I really can’t complain.
It was non-assigned seating so we got there nice and early (me wearing my WWHRD T-shirt [in the spirit of gratuitous linkage, here's one of my favourites], which my brother said was the spoken word equivalent of wearing a band’s shirt to that band’s show) and were rewarded with third row dead center seating. Rollins hit the stage and started talking at 8 PM sharp, and didn’t stop until 11:15 PM. He covered everything from his home life in LA to his travels to his interactions with other punk legend types like Jello Biafra, Iggy Pop, Captain Sensible, et al.
I’d be lying if I wrote that there weren’t parts that dragged, but those were few and far between. I should also note that the first few rows were all in folding chairs on the floor. Padded folding chairs, but still folding chairs. And since folding chairs are meant to be on a flat surface and NOT the sloped floor of a theatre, by about the halfway point my arse was screaming for mercy. But Rollins was an amazing storyteller and kept the audience laughing or transfixed the entire night. A+, Mr. Rollins!
ITEM 2:
I’m a rock star again! Well, as much as I was before, anyway. I’ve been offered a couple of dates with Critical Mass. The cool part is, they’re both in the States! I do one date in Michigan in April and another in Indiana in May. I get a rider and everything! Forgoet you, life of working drudgery! Forget you for two separate days!
More rock star related news coming for April. Stay tuned.
ITEM 3:
Caleb tried my recipe for Kraft Dinner (boil noodles for 45 seconds, pour minimal milk, add cheese-esque mix, eat) and he liked it. In your face, al dente Kraft Dinner playa-hatas. Also, in your face, Caleb’s gastro-intestinal tract.
ITEM 4:
I’m going to see Tokyo Police Club with Will Currie and the Country French next week! You may remember TPC as being my favourite band over the last year or so. You may remember WCATCF as being the band who we beat in Last Band Standing finals last year, and who have since gone on to sign with Murderecords (Sloan’s label). Yep, we sure showed them. Actually, I loooove WCATCF and am really happy to see them doing well, cause they’re nice people and an awesome band. And maybe if I’m nice to them they’ll introduce me to Jay Ferguson and I can finally ask him if he’s ever going to write another single, cause he hasn’t done that since “Lines You Amend” (useless fact: my friend in high school Phil was in the video for that song). Ah, Jay, I keed, I keed.
I think that does it. I promise to update once a week, unless I don’t, in which case I don’t promise.
END TRANSMISSION.
3.04.2008
Use My +2 Coffin or a Nerdy Moment of Silence
Today the beloved Gary Gygax died. He is remembered as the creator of Dungeons and Dragons, but he is bettered remembered for his role as himself in Futurama.
00:15
"Take my +2 Mace"
"It's...a pleasure to meet you"
While writing this I must also mention that Kerry is currently watching "Pride and Prejudice". It's really amazing what us guys will do for our lady-friends.
00:15
"Take my +2 Mace"
"It's...a pleasure to meet you"
While writing this I must also mention that Kerry is currently watching "Pride and Prejudice". It's really amazing what us guys will do for our lady-friends.
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