Grave Robbers From Outer Space

I'm on the bus back to Toronto. Still impressed with the fact it's got wifi. I had to pay the full fare this time, which sucked cause it's 50$ more. The bus says 1$ on the side, total scam. I'm going to write the company an angry broke email.

I had a great time with Dad, drinking beers and watching hockey games and walking all around Montreal. I was looking for some kind of costume and never really found one, just as well since I never hooked up with my friends here. Next year I have to go out for Halloween, I want to hook up with Snow White.

I walked around in the rain all day today while Dad was at work. I cant believe I was in Quebec and didn't get a poutine or a Dance Contact.

I'm looking forward to being back home, but going to miss Dad.

Now I'm going to kick back and enjoy the Halloween tradition of watching Plan 9 from Outer Space.

Beer Run

I didn't get out of the house today other than to pick up some beers. Dad's friend Armand came over. We had beers and he and Dad talked about back in the day. I want to go out tomorrow with some Burning Man friends and have some fun. I need to find some kind of costume.

Montreal Postcard

I'm gonna send a few postcards while I'm here in Montreal. I've gotten a few lately from friends and family (just Kubi and my sister really). I send them out in hopes of getting one in return (HINT!).

Day of the Duce.

Dad pushed FiberOne cereal on me for breakfast. NOTE: 27 year old men don't need fiber, I'm a regular guy.

Lunch at Montreal's famous Schwartz smoked meat sandwich, classic.

Dad and I went looking for a clothing market here in Montreal, it was not what he remembered. it used to be independent unique clothing and sample sales, now it is practically abandond, full of Chinatown-style crap. Speaking of crap...

At this point the Fibre struck, and I felt uncomfortable for the rest of the day.

We watched the hockey game and managed to stay awake (even without a nap!). Habs really sucked against Pittsburgh, only managing to score when they were 5 on 3. We couldn't even continue to watch the slaughter (Sidney Crosby is fucking awesome) so we switched to game 1 of the World Series. I have a predisposed hatred towards the Phillies, so I'm rooting for New York. Even if my teems sucked I got to drink beers and eat chips with Dad. Yankees lost, Habs lost, I win.

We watched a Classic Albums Zappa DVD, very cool.

Dad's place day tue

Woke up so early, couldn't fall back asleep. I had a dream about someone I knew and I swear I looked right into her eyes.

Dad showed me where he works, I met some of his coworkers. we walked down Saint-Cathrines. Had ourselves a beer and then we went to the movies. We saw Law Abiding Citizen, the Jamie Foxx Gerrard Buttler legal-action-thriller. It was pretty cool. I liked that there was more to it than the trailers I had seen. The movie ticket only cost 6.25$, Montreal still has cheap Tuesdays.

Jason Reitman On Scott Pilgrim

Jason Reitman (Juno, Up In The Air) tweeted about a sneak he got at next summers Scott Pilgrim VS. The World:

"In London, @edgarwright showed me 30min of Scott Pilgrim. While sworn to secrecy (so much, surprised blood wasn't demanded) I will say this:It is a game changer for Edgar and the genre. It moves the speed of light and carries more unadulterated joy than Ive seen in recent cinema. >SP does what everyone our age has been dreaming about: achieves the first all encompassing film of the joystick generation. I'm in awe of the sheer control in the filmmaking. It feels like a "Matrix" for love and how willing we are to fight for it.If I had a movie coming out next year, I wouldn't want to be anywhere near it. Hats off my friend. Can't get it out of my head."

first day at dad's: mellow

I got to my Dad's early. We had coffee and we went and got groceries. We really took it easy, no need to be anywhere or do anything. Sat around and talked, had a few beers. We both fell asleep watching the hockey game on tv. Montreal won in overtime, but we were too pooched to see it.

I'm looking forward to hanging out with some friends from Midnight Poutine. It is Halloween weekend so I might want to party here this weekend. Har Mar Superstar is here on Friday, I might check him out.

Heartburn and Linklater

Oh man I should not have eaten those chips and drank that grape crush.

I'm on the bus to Montreal, I can't believe it's got wifi. Pretty classy. I'm kinda surprised I'm actually on the bus, I thought about calling Dad and saying I couldn't make it. But I really don't have any reason not to go. I haven't worked in over two years so pushing the job hunt back a week wont hurt. Although technically my bank account is hurting. Running a serious deficit. Dad is gonna have to buy the beers.

Now I'm gonna watch A Scanner Darkly and then sleep.

Coffee (and some Baileys) with Dad in the morning.

OK Daddy

P.S. Kensington is awesome and best enjoyed with friends.

Talked to Dad. He's got the week off and he twisted my arm to go visit him in Montreal. So I'm hopping on a bus in a few hours.

The Room

I only found out about this movie on Tuesday, and I was lucky that I did cause Ian and I saw it at the Royal tonight.

The Room is a serious drama that is so terrible it becomes good. The dialog, acting, and direction are so incredibly bad, thanks to writer director producer Tommy Wiseau.

Watching The Room with a theatre full of people is a unique film-going experience. Much like Rocky Horror, audience participation is a huge part of the fun. People hurl complaints about the films plot holes at the screen, but that's not all. Whenever the framed spoon art apears in the background the crow yell "SPOONS!" and pelt the screen with plastic cutlery. I will go again next time it's in town, cause it was so bad.

Always

The new aluminum Coke bottle is a masterpiece of modern design. I saw it in a store today and had to have it. It's classic, but so futuristic. They remind me of the Pepsi Perfect from Back To The Future II. It cost 2$ for 250ml, which is more expensive, but it's probably good to drink less cola anyway. So cool.

Fat Bottomed Girls

I have been going mental about this fucking barking dog 30 feet from my bedroom window. It was going off at 7am, and then off and on all day pretty much. So I was glad when G-mo asked me out to lunch. We went out to Pickle Barrel. When we were walking in the subway she kicked a jelly bra insert thingy on the ground and said "Oh my gosh it's someones boob!". Good times with Grandma.

Ian and I had some beers at Green Room. We talked about writing. It was a good talk.

Where The Wild Things Are

Spike Jonze is great. He did a bunch of Weezer's best videos and Being John Malcovich and Adaptation. His new movie Where the Wild Things Are is based on the classic children's book. Go see this movie. It is fucking brilliant. I'm going to go again and write a better review. I'm too overwhelmed.

Marclons the Savior

Marc stayed over. We had some drinks and listened to The Stormalongs album. Marc was really serious about getting my mess of a room clean. We got busy on it. I went to grab us some coffees so we could Irish them up with my duty-free Baileys. We moved some stuff around, got rid of a dresser. I just have to do some laundry and switch up some posters, then I will post some pics to prove to Marc that I finished.

Paul and I saw Where The Wild Things Are, review to follow tomorrow I swear.

Ketchup

I have a backlog of posts to publish, I have a bad habit of getting halfway through and getting distracted or lose motivation. I went to a wedding and almost became homeless so I have to catch up, which I will do all weekend. So go back and check for posts from the last week, not bad I swear, I'm gonna work real hard on em.

Marc is still in town, so he came over and we headed over to Granny Mo's for some Timmy Ho's. We stopped to watch Ron James tape some of his new show for CBC in Nathan Phillip Square. He was giving a speech from a podium, It was funny from what we could hear. I want to check it out (Fridays at 8pm CBC).

We got to Granny's, checked out the kitchen reno, then got some lunch at Hortons. Grandma's back is hurting, I hope she fells better soon.

Marc and I went over to Treya & Andre's place, we hung out with Trey and Baby Lu till Papa came home. Marc and Dre went to see a Snowboarding movie. I went home to do some blogging.

Now Marc is texting me tying to get me out for a beer, I'm down, but not at the place he's at: Dog's Bollocks, not on Friday (or ever).save

Quadruple Feature: A day at the movies

I went to the movies to get my mind off all this shit. I stayed to see a few flicks to get my moneys worth. 13 bucks is just too much, and I've got lots to see and nothing else to do.

The new Micheal Moore film Capitalism: A Love Story, (which I missed at Tiff) was standard Moore shmaltz without the funny. Where's the funny? Maybe it's because it sucks to be poor watching a movie about the poor by a rich guy.

9: Wicked post-apocalyptic animated feature. Looks awesome on a big screen, so shitty on your little tv.

Now this is where I eat the turkey sandwich I packed. When Theatre hopping, always pack a lunch.

Surrogates: Bruce Willis sci-fi action. Pretty cool, but predictable.

But wait, there's more!

Zombieland: Very funny Zomb-Com, starring Woody Harelson and Micheal Cera's clone.

4 movies for 13 bucks aint bad.

F U Lenny!

Is Carl giving Lenny the finger? It's hard to tell with only four fingers, but it doesn't make sense for him to be pointing. This is from episode one of the twenty-first season. I'm looking forward to next months Playboy (featuring Marge Simpson on the cover).

Molson Canadian 67

I met up with Ian for a beer and a J. We did the J at my place and the beers at Tortilla Flats (He loves the criss-cross fries!). Ian's brother Colin came downtown so we could go buy a train ticket to get to London this weekend (It's Jagger's wedding on Saturday).

Before we got the tickets at Union, Colin and I stopped off at Cheval, my mom got an invite to a launch party for the new Molson Canadian 67. I managed to get us in, and we drank free beers and ate tasty hors d'oeuvres, mini pad-thai, shrimps mmm... High test indeed.

My beer review: Molson Canadian 67 is a great option for someone who is concerned about calorie intake but doesn't want to sacrifice taste. It's better than Canadian Light or Silver Bullets. With only 67 calories (a regular bottle of beer is 153), it is to Canadian as Coke Zero is to Coke, it tastes closer to the real thing.It is a light beer, it's written real tiny, and comes with the same expected low 3% alcohol volume. I would recommend trying Molson Canadian 67 to anyone who wants to grab a beer but still go to the gym later.

That's my bike punk!

I saw a documentary on CBC called Pedal Power, about bike culture. They talked about free bike and communal bike programs that began with these Dutch Provos, 60's hippie anarchists who wanted to provoke the police with all sorts of crazy shit. They loves to fuck with the cops through non-violence in order to provoke a violent reaction. The Provos left free "white bikes" in Holland (the cops seized them, because bikes can't be left unlocked, so the Provos locked up the bikes and left the keys in the locks).

The white bike project is fundamental in understanding Burning Man's attitude towards "Bike theft"(known in BRC as "bike liberation", or "borrowing with no intention to return")

I tried to find some more info about these Provos. One cool way they fucked with the cops was to openly sell fake and real marijuana. The Provos exposed the police ignorance about pot, often arresting busloads of hippies for tea leaves and pencil shavings.

Kevin Smith is the Master of Tweets!

If you don't know what Twitter is you probably live under a rock without wi-fi. Everyone has a Twitter account, but no one seems to know how to use it as well as writer/director Kevin Smith. Here are some examples of what to expect from not-so Silent Bob:

Shameless Self Promotion: Did you know Kevin Smith's book Shootin' the Shit with Kevin Smith is available now!?! Does Kevin have an upcoming Q&A date? He hinted at adding a Toronto date in November, Twitter will be the first place to hear about it (but maybe that retard Dean Blundel might find out first).
Conversing with Contemporaries: Kevin's back and forth with writer @diablocody, directors @jasonreitman & @edgarwright, and even actors like @willw give us an inside peek into the workings of Hollywood coolest (except Will Wheaton, confirmed geek).

Conversing with his fans: Kevin is not silent when asked questions from his followers, often going beyond the 140 character limit, forcing Kevin to give multi-tweet answers. This summer Kevin had a 24hour tweet marathon, and was flooded with tens of thousands of questions. This type of access is unprecedented, even from the King of 5hr live Q&A's.
Hockey: Oh you don't like hockey? Kevin does, and with the new NHL season, expect hundreds of tweets, from the latest Devils game to waxing philosophical about The Great One (That's Wayne Gretzky for you Americans)

Having sex with his wife: Just as candid on twitter as in real life (Jen is so cool).
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Masturbating (when he can't have sex with his wife): He's human.

Re-Tweeting funny followers: Kevin re-tweeted this message of mine, the trick is to stroke the ego, work the shaft.

Bitch Slapping and Blocking Un-followers: Kevin can go on a tweet-tear that might make you think he's the only one tweeting. But if your twitter is full of Kevin and you want to un-follow (Why?), don't make a scene, or the man will put you in your place and then block you from following him in the future, sucks to be you.
So go follow the man already(@thatkevinsmith), your missing out, and while your at it add me too(@socialdynamo)!

No White Night

Ok, I didn't do Nuit Blanche, but I have a slew of excuses.

Paul came over and we shotgunned some beers. We went to Mod Club to see Kid Koala's band The Slew ("Six turntables meets the ex-Wolfmother rhythm section"). It was really cool. Kid Koala is a fantastic scratch master, I've seen him open for Radiohead a few times.

Paul was pooched (too much pre-birthday partying) and I didn't want to go out alone, so I didn't.

I don't think any of the art would have seriously impressed me after what I've seen at the Burn. I've had fun walking around the city before, but usually with a friend.

Blah-og

Grandma says I'm not blogging so something must be wrong. I've just been lazy I swear.

I finally made it to the gym, but grabbed the wrong shirt and stank like hell. At least I had a good workout. I think I'm back into it now.

Ian said something cool about writing and how I was never into fitness back in the day and now I find time for the Gym everyday(almost). I need to make writing a habit, everyday. I know it's not a new idea, it just sounded right from a friend.

It's my brother Paul's birthday, we are going to see Kid Koala, and it's also Nuit Blanche(Burning Man for Squares), so we should be able to find some shit to get up to.

Mom's house tomorrow for laundry and new Simpsons.

RIP Blake Snyder, Screenwriter 1957-2009

I just went to check Blake Snyder's blog, and he's dead. he passed away in August of a pulmonary embolism. He wrote a great book about screenwriting, and you might remember his masterwork Blank Check (his only other produced work was STOP! Or My Mom Will Shoot!). He was "Hollywood's most successful spec screenwriter", he was paid 1,000,000$ for a script called Nuclear Family, that never got made.

I went to see Blank Check back in the day, during it's theatrical run. I will never get to ask him about the limo scene! Was she going to fuck that kid? I really liked this guy's book, if you want to figure out how to write a movie read it.

Thanks for your help Blake, you will be missed.

Gogle Wave is here, for me

Google wave allows multiple users to collaborate on rich, meta-documents live on the web. It is going to change the way we internet. Thanks to my sweet hook ups, I was one of the leet few to get an invite. Sure right now you have never heard of it, but in a year you will be wondering what you did without it.

Cookies have been on sale at Shoppers so of course I've been skipping the gym and "cookie loading", it's a very unknown fitness technique, and for good reason. Back to the Gym tomorrow I swear.

Wouldn't it be nice

I've done a lot of cool things, been to some awesome shows, but I wasn't alone. I often had friends with me. It makes for much better memories when you were there with friends, the shared experience thing. Morello and I flashed back to that bad-assed Queens of the Stone Age show @ Lee's Palace, with Dave Grohl on drums! Such a good time.

I'm glad I have my friends and memories.