In the past six months.....

Apartment flooded.
Villa short-circuited.
Flew to London.
Hesitant Cabbie.
Tube.
Pearl Jam.
Anna Robinson.
Aoife O'Beirn.
England played terribly against Germany.
Bishop's Finger.
London Eye.
Dirty Plane to Edinburgh.
Uncle Rod.
Aunt Maureen.
Old City.
Sarah and I get irritated.
Fast Car.
Faster Car.
Eat Breakfast in Heathrow with Jennifer and Dave.
Paul in a ridiculous outfit.
6 hours short for E.I.
Corner Brook.
Cooper.
Mazda 3 Sport.
The Seventh.
Camping Around Twillingate.
Lee Stroud showing how he fights.
One Man's Loss is Another's Gain
Move to St. John's.
New SNL.
Went to work still drunk.
Move to Placentia.
PS3 breaks.
Turned 30.
Surprise Party.
Ipod Touch.
Wicked Wife.
Bought Xmas off the Internet.
Attempted Fertilization.
Apple TV From Chris
Boxing Day Near-Miss.
2nd Xmas With Separated Parents.
New TV
Call For School.
1 Firework For New Year's.
We Both Get Sick.
I Get The Worst Of It.

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.

Even better than the real thing

Check out around the 1:00 mark when he throws the shitty chopper

Return to innocence.

My favorite part begins at 1:30. Especially when he plays the keyboard.

Happy Birthday Sarah!

From 3:55 onward is for you. I picked it cause you would like it.

Drink beer

How many of the things in this commercial would you do/are allowed to do when you are on the Beer?



Lobster Boil.
And then, the ranger would probably come by and bust 'em for having an open fire on a public beach. And the beach is probably some kind of rare bird sanctuary and the fire is on a nest of rare bird eggs. Going to jail and all the hippies in the world hate you.
Now those suckers wish they were half cockeyed, going down a hill made of sand on skis.

I work with this guy......

This is for all you pedophiles out there. Don't watch the videos too many times or the FBI will come to your house, bow-cabin, cardboard box or whereever you live.













opposite

For Butler

I don't have cable. Sour grapes?

I think that stations like tsn, sportsnet, espn and all that shit is unnecessary. I don't think player salaries would be so high of these stations were not around. These stations make celebrities out of average professional athletes. Do you think people would care so much about Sean Avery if TSN didn't show his waving his hockey stick in front of Martin Brodeur a million times? They get so much time in the spotlight that they think they deserve a superstar's salary. In 1990, There were probably 10 players in the NHL that were making a million dollars a year and those players had last names like Roy, Lemieux, and Gretzky. I don't even think Ray Bourque made money like that.
This is what happens when you have to much of a bad thing....

This is Cooter Music?????

Who Remembers this?

Old wrestling was fun to watch....

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.

Standin by the stove...

Century Club!!

I didn't embarass myself again... yet
This marks my 100th post. I have been eying the "99" on the dashboard for quite some time. I kept holding off. The 100th post has to be something great. Like the 100th episode special on WKRP in Cincinnati. Bigger than Loni Anderson's hair.
I almost posted a very terrible entry about "ol' Red Beard". He has been a nuisance for me for some time now. If you don't know who I am talking about, it's no odds. I'm not wasting my time explaining him to you. I'm also not going to waste my (and your) time tearing him up in my blog. He needs to deal with some issues. He makes me feel uncharacteristic.

I promised that I would show SNL clips. I found the ones I want to show but i need to edit them out of the whole episode and make them into snack-sized doses. It's hard to find SNL clips on Youtube. Instead of finding Will Ferrell, you find this. I think she looks kinda like Anne-Marie Bourgeois.

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.