Gold... Pure Gold

Anyone remember this show? I have been looking for this for years. Then I forgot about it and got married. I just remembered it again over Christmas.

This is Cooter Music?????

Who Remembers this?

I learned the best swearwords watching Super Battletank (and that time Frisky shit in his shoe).

Yesterday was Ray Shandera's Birthday. I'm sure there wasn't a hoopla. That's not his style. His style is in the family room. On the sofa. On the floor. Blowing something up or watching something blow up. I like to be around him when a World War 2-era video game is being played because he can look at it for about 15 seconds and then tell you if it was historically accurate and, if it wasn't, get you an hour-by-hour report on what actually happened (Complete with army-like hand gestures).
He likes war things. He likes video games. I think the latter is obvious because of the former. (Although, I have met quite a few "War buffs" who wouldn't be able to tell me how to get past the "Prison Break" mission on SOCOM: Navy Seals.)
The picture above was taken 30 years ago yesterday. I stole it from Lori's Facebook.
I then fucked with it a bit. For fun. I'm shit at photoshop.

Old wrestling was fun to watch....

There was an ass.....

It was only a matter of time. I have been pressured and bullied for "too much of a long time" to get this online somehow. Here it is. Everyone on it should be embarrassed.

Reggie's not number 1 no more.....

Today is Dave's birthday. We lived together. Below Peg and Joe. Peg doesn't understand jokes. Yet, she retells them anyways.
It went something like this....



Frazer is....

I've been up. Pretty much the whole night. Sick, ya see.... Sick of you!
It is Friday. Usually I'm stoked for this day. Being up all last night sick and not having work because "things are slow right now" have taken the stuffing out of this usually festive pinata.
Remember Friday nights in high school? What a laugh, eh 'by? Myself and Paul Warford would drink beer [or Bacardi Limon :( ] and/or go up to " 4 lease" and play hackey sack and appear awkward around girls. It all ended up with me and him in his parents' rec room watching the Tom Green show.

This sketch was quotable for years and, because of it, we all have "Jam Jar" mugs in our kitchen cupboards....

Now you're playing with power

If you read my 25 randoms things on facebook, it said I like watching old commercials on youtube. I stumbled on this one a while ago and it really brought me back. I can remember reciting the "which, way, to, go?" part and the "pea-pea-pea-peahats" line to my friends. I hate how my childhood memories are advertisements.

push "A"... I said PUSH "A"!!!!

Remember when you got you mom and dad to play Super Mario? Remember when they would tilt the control pad like that would make the little red fucker move faster across the screen? Remember the enjoyment you got watching your parent jump off the couch in sequence with the action on the screen? I relived those moments again tonight when my mother got on the Rockband "drum kit". The hoots, the shouts, the hops... it was all there. All sequenced to "blitzkreig bop".

The End.

10 years ago I went to Quebec City for the second time. Being an experienced partier in the region from the year before, i thought I was going to rule Chemin Ste. Foy... Or at least run down it naked. Neither happened.
I did meet a wonderful girl though. She was from Victoria B.C. but she was born in The Philippines. She was shorter than me and looked up me with brown eyes that made me forget what i was talking about when they met mine.
The connection we made was something I cannot explain and I haven't felt since. It seemed that we had so much in common (as much as a Filipino and a Newfie can have, I suppose) It felt like I always had something to talk about and everything that came from my lips felt right.
I turned on a Philosopher Kings CD today and this is where this post evolved. They were a relatively new band on the go at the time and we were both surprised that the other person liked them. I didn't have the album for very long at the time. We were in her room one evening and she put on the CD. "This is one of my favorites" she said. A beautiful, sad song filled the room and I loved it. I loved everything about that moment. The song was terribly sad and wouldn't be played in any romantic setting but I didn't care. It just felt right.
The first few chords played on the piano instantly bring me back to that moment and to one of happier moments in my life. I must admit, the song's lyrics have taken a different meaning because of recent events in my life but nonetheless, My first thoughts are of her and that July evening.
After that month, I went back to Newfoundland and never saw her again. We tried to keep in touch but our expanding lives got in the way and we lost touch. We recently got back in contact via facebook. She's a Doctor now in Calgary. That didn't surprise me in the least. She was/is very smart and ambitious.
So this is for you Jazmin.

This post has too many inside jokes to be entertaining.

I was just soaking my feet. If I had a deck I would have done it out there. Mike Williams and Paul Warford would have appreciated this. Now we just need to kick a hacky sack up on the roof and roll tape.

Like Sailors....

Stories are sometimes funnier when you don't tell the whole thing.. You don't bore the person by telling them the unfunny bits... Example:
- Me and Warford decided to get drunk one night. We did. We went downtown with a bunch of girls. We ditched the girls. We end up on a boat. Drinking and getting drunker in St. John's harbour.
Maybe that story wasn't so funny. It is still better without the drama mixed in. There was moderate drama mixed with the evening. it was a good thing we drank. a lot.
When me and warford used to drink a lot I used to go into his laundry room and put on one of the many hats that were down there. I'd wear the cowboy hat and do this. There are pictures of me doing that.
Speaking of funny, I went to comedy @ The Victory on Sunday night... Everything was funny. Warford killed. This is because he remembered what he was supposed to say on stage which is an accomplishment for him because he sometimes forgets that he has to take a shit. I'm no better. I just don't get up in a room full of people and forget things.
I think this should be on a list of funniest things I have seen on the internet..

The Exploding Pizza

Anyone remember EAtShiT Radio?
If you knew me before this mellenium, you would know what I am talking about. I had a internet radio show that broadcast from the bowels of my parents basement. This was way before podcasts and similar bullshit. Every now and again I'll hear a song that reminds me of the broadcasts. This is one of them. This is another. I heard somewhere that smell evokes past memories more than any other scent. I am a musical shithead. Different sounds and songs put me in places I have been before. What does this remind you of? If you are over the age of 24 you should have some kind of recollection.