sick like a dog.

Monday night K and I went for coffee. Half way though I started feeling, sub-par...

Went to work Tuesday but it was a tough day. Tuesday night felt a little worse, had a bath and went to bed early. Wednesday (today) I went to work. Half way though I went home as I didn't feel very good at all. I came home and had some soup then went to bed. I slept for 5 hours and awoke for dinner. Went back to bed. K and L dropped by and surprised me with soup and a tea from Timmies, as well as a home made card reading "Be tough. No one likes a pussy." Dual meanings I guess.

Anyhow, hopefully I'll be up for work tomorrow and feeling better soon.

Wader

My weekend. The readers digest version.

"There is no cure for herpes. Ask your doctor is Valtrex is right for you."

That was the commercial that was just on and I think it's so important that it's worth sharing with you.

The Sims in an addiction.

Can you image. You work on a computer living other peoples lives, and it's wonderful. My good friend M "got" me the game a couple of weeks ago (possibly several) and I finally got around to installing it. When I told another friend, K, that I had it she told me that she'd be over in 10 minutes. So last night, starting at 8 or 9 K and I played the rediculus game until 12:00 or so. Then I stayed up after K left for another 2 hours trying to get my couple to like each other a little bit more and possibly kiss. K tells me that it's possible to get to guys to kiss but I have yet to see it. Enough on that.

Hot tubs are wonderful!!!

In TV land. I'm watching wife swap. What trash. What yummy trash. The apprentice is soooo good, I really enjoy this show and I feel guilt for that. The reason it's so good isn't because there's tension and bitter arguments, it's because of the creativity of the projects and the cool things that the contestants (applicants) get to do. Lastly, Smallville is back on and what a great starter. They could have left a couple question from last season for a couple more episodes rather then tying up all the lose ends so quickly, but it was still quite good.

The Da Vinci Code is even better then it's predecessor. I'm so addicted to this book. If you haven't read it yet then you need to. Go to Coles, Chapters, Indigo, or even a good book store and buy it. It's 30% off if you go to Coles (I don't know about the other ones). If you've taken a theology course, you have to read it. If you've taken Witchcraft and the Occult, you have to read it. If you have any taste, you have to read it. I'm only 1/3 of the way though so it could go down hill but I'm thinking that it won't, it been on the best seller list for so long and I don't think it's possilbe that it's only based on the first 1/3.

That's it.

Wader

P.S. here is the rest of Fella's story of our date last Friday night, enjoy! It's taken from http://theoryofraffaella.blogspot.com/

Ode to Three Waitresses

Postscript... The Love Affair of Carol

Carol the Waitress hails from Newfoundland. At least I think that she does, my memory fails me somewhat. I only met her the one time after my disastrous cinematic experience that was Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. Companion Wader knew Carol much better. He takes all his lady friends to Humpty's to meet Carol. What a way to keep them guessing.

When Carol lived in Newfoundland she drove a rather large car. Make, Model, or Year I do not recall, but her car had a push button, apparently some kind of shifting mechanism. Again, my memory fails me on this one.

But only shortly before... The snow was still falling when we left the Aurora. But the night was still young, the horror of Sky Captain was seared on our brains... and Wader had neglected to return some items from a recent pirating operation, so in his white chariot we raced, heated seats and all, along the desurfaced road to his house. The chariot did admirably well considering the conditions, but nothing replaces a big manly truck on ugly FSJ roads. This is why I moved to the city... I wanted to leave trucks behind me. I am a pedestrian, and FSJ is not pedestrian friendly (as was evident by the many times drivers have attempted to run me over on a crosswalk). Wader didn't ask me in for evening drinks, he knows I am too much of a lady for that. However, I am not so much a lady that I didn't leap at the opportunity for a little wild behaviour with wicked wader. We threw caution to the wind and took the truck bypass to save the the wheels of wader's white chariot.

"Where shall we go," queried Wade with a questionable tone. "Damnit," I declared, "don't make demands of me!" Reluctantly we arrived on a consensus. Humpty's Family Restaurant loomed to the right of us, KalTire to the left.... both are core to the Fort St. John experience, but it was late... and KalTire wasn't open so no complementary popcorn or coffee for us.

Enter Humpty's... Waitress One approaches "Smoking or Non-Smoking?"... I think for a split second but then I remember all the hype about second hand smoke and I go for non. Wader won't be able to indulge in a good cigar during our evening meal. He doesn't seem too disappointed, but perhaps that is because Carol, his good friend from Newfoundland is Waitress Two. I can't think of an appropriate theme song for Wade and Carol. Their affection startles me. At one point in the evening Carol presses Wade's head to her breast. She also squeezes his head lovingly. Wader has a dirty secret and he's not telling anyone.

Waitress One and Waitress Three feature very little in this story. One brings me toast and is berated by Carol. The other has very poor hygeine and sneezes multiple times but then does not wash her hands. She did not bring us our food, but I am still frightened.

But back to Carol and her car. The snow outside lets her reminisce back to the good ol days when she and her friends would go to the bar in the winter and she would pile everyone into her giant car... and they would be the only car that could make it up the hill on Murphy Lane. She laughs to herself as she thinks about Office O'Reilly who always knew that they had been to the bar, and the time when one car came ripping around the corner and slammed into the lamp post. Carol is sadistic, no wonder W feels a connection with her.

Carol has a hard life as a waitress at Humpty's. Young punks were in the other night throwing creamers about. She had to tell them repeatedly to stop or they would have to leave. Young punks in FSJ don't listen to waitresses like Carol. Waitresses like Carol who aren't listened to call the cops. I wouldn't want Carol's life.

She's probably going to work soon. I hope that the snow is gone, because Carol doesn't have her big car anymore.

Sky captain and the bomb of a movie that wastes good looking people and is shitty in.... every way!

Congratulations to B and M who finally got there stuff from the moving van, over a month after they loaded it.

A couple hot pictures of me wearing a tux are soon to come.

Degrassi is my newest passion, there's a great gay character along with a boyfriend, and the show takes place in a highschool! The show has always been a trail blazer and remains one. Checkout this fan site of the two young lovers. Marco reminds me of Alexandre Despatie, but shorter!

The following is a review of Sky Caption and the World of Tomorrow, and the antics of two wacky characters spending and evening together (not the movie, yours truly and Raffaelle). It's written by the impecable Raffaella and taken from her blog http://theoryofraffaella.blogspot.com/ It's a little lengthy but 100% worth it!

Wader

P.S. Smallville starts up again tonight so it'll be available on BT tomorrow for all you fans out there.

Camping Next To Water from the album The Hour Of The Bewilderbeast by Badly Drawn Boy

Lighting Only Accomplishes so Much...

Imagine what results when you combine the Wizard of Oz, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, The Matrix, Indiana Jones, The Rocketeer, Iron Giant... and numerous other films... Perhaps to some this would be a marvelous combination resulting in a dynamic cinematic experience. Unfortunately for me, this was not the case.

The night before my departure to vic city... my chum Wader was up for a little film watching. "Come, let's see Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow," he coaxed. "It's the first movie to be filmed entirely in blue screen," he gushed. Needless to say this is not what convinced me. The selection was a little slim at the aurora cinema centre... and Jude Law as a dashing pilot seemed to be the best choice.

Now as you read this post, please understand that I am not against spoiling a bad movie... it is often the case that I talk extensively about a bad movie in an effort to cleanse my system of the experience. I will approach this "review" systematically. I will try to enlighten you as to my true theatre going experience in an effort to give you, the reader, and idea of what it is was actually like to watch a movie at the cinema in FSJ (an especially bad movie).

The weather was snowy outside, Wader arrived in his white chariot complete with heated seats and tunes by uber entertainer Cher. (The boy claims not to listen to Cher all the time, but each time I saw the kid in the three weeks I was in FSJ Cher was blasting on the stereo...) The drive from my house to the theatre takes a grand total of three minutes. We arrived in style, waltzed in the doors at the Totem Mall... avoided the lineup and headed straight for the automatic teller (or whatever it is called). Now, we are still young punks ourselves... but walking into the Totem we were surrounded by the real punks in the 13-15 year old glory. We needed to shake off the shock of being in the midst of the little weirdos so we took a stroll of the mall concourse. We discussed many things in the five minutes it took to walk up and down the mall... including the merits of really ugly velour bedspreads with animals, unicorns, etc., the rather large size of the now empty SAAN store, how the DaVinci code is never in when Wade goes to buy it at Cole's Bookstore, and how the mall is undergoing renovations at Christmastime... which is ridiculous, but according to former construction worker W... it's cheaper. Then W went on to discuss various mall renovations in Edmonton... how installing drywall makes a huge difference... and metal t-bar ceilings vs. fire-retardent ceilings... He knows this stuff because he was in construction.

All this before a good dose of Jude Law? Who wouldn't have been excited about this movie... But wait, the pre-movie experience isn't over. We blew the Totem popsicle stand because the gaggle of girls and bevy of boys were increasing steadily... headed over to the old haunt Timmy HoHos to grab a cuppa java. We indulged in a little psychological warfare with John... the customer service rep with very bad teeth... who had extreme difficulty picking up my danish and the Wader's walnut crunch from the pastry tray. The movie was fast approaching, and Wader was concerned about us finishing our hot chocolattes (sorry no coffee this time) before we had to hightail it back to the Aurora. So after trying to tip John in order to avoid giving his spare change to the Tim Horton's Children's Camp of Indoctrination, but being foiled because all tips go to the camp anyways... Wader and I had a short convo and then I wrapped the chocolattes in my scarf in my bag and we were off to the movie.

With our piping hot beverages secretly stowed in my bag... we made it in auditorium one. Sparkling conversation ensued with Red-Haired Usher Boy... termed "Tim" by W. because usher boy looked like a Tim. We tried to improve "Tim's" customer service skills... asking him where the best seat in the house was... Apparently he likes the middle... or the seats where you can put your feet up. We didn't listen to "Tim" because he couldn't even tell us what his official title was, and he didn't show enough appreciation for the collective creation by W. & moi of his new and improved job title; "Official Ticket Taker and Seating Coordinator". Sorry Tim. you will go no where with that attitude.

And so the previews begin. John Travolta and Joaquin Phoenix are starring in Ladder 49... I think the firefighter thing was already done by Kurt Russel and Billy Baldwin... but oh well.. more useless previews... movie begins... Blimps, Scientist being followed... mystic lighting, sepia tones... Scientist goes missing... flash to newspaper articles... Polly Prentice at her typewriter with red lipstick. She's a no nonsense girl... goes for her story with lots of zeal. In other words she is ridiculously annoying. Meets last scientist in Radio City Music Hall while watching the Wizard of Oz. Air sirens... Robots attack Gotham City. Polly is there with her trusty camera with no flash and takes pictures of robots with amazingly short exposures (says I to Wader... do you think those pictures will turn out?... I am incapable of suspending disbelief in this movie and it is only about 10 minutes into it. Not a good sign) Gotham City polizia show up with their handy dandy machine guns, attempting to shoot marching army of big robots. Much to their dismay it doesn't seem to work. So let's call for Sky Captain... He flies in... shoots em up, knocks two robots down... all while Polly is running around underneath taking her pics and narrowly escaping being crushed under the big robot feet (Damn I say... Polly is annoying... and she knows nothing about photography)... As Sky Cpt. makes last pass with plane he spots Polly on sidewalk... "Polly," he says in a bitter tone... "Joe," says Polly in an equally bitter tone.

Joe flies back to secret base in mountains only minutes away from Gotham City. How convenient because pedestrian Polly manages to go back to her office... go through all the available information twice about the mad scientist (whose name escapes me at this point) and do a lot of other research before beating Joe back to his office so she can surprise him in his darkened office while he drinks some Milk of Magnesia with her killer line, "Do you have a tummy ache or something?" Joe is startled and pulls out his gun... I get excited because I think Polly is going to be shot and wouldn't that be exciting... but then "that a boy" Dex bursts in chewing his dubbl bubbl gum. Of course Polly and Joe were once in a relationship... Polly sabotaged Joe's plane to get a picture of someone... but maybe because Joe was cheating on Polly when they were in Bei-Jing. Surprise attack on secret Sky Captain Base.... Robots with wings (like the flying monkeys from The Wizard of Oz) appear... Joe is forced to take back seat flyer Polly with him in his plane... big battle ensues... I'm supposed to be impressed with the special effects, but really I am not. Then we find ourselves back in Gotham City, lurking around scientist Wagner's lab. Here we meet the everyone's favourite villian... the mute Asian woman. She's beaten up the scientist... he gives two suppositories like vials to Polly as he dies.. Polly hides them from Joe because she is dumb.

Meanwhile back at the base there is another crazy attack by tentacled robots. Gadget Man Dex is taken hostage, but not before cunningly revealing the location of the control signal for the robots. Joe and Polly arrive back at the base... "Dex, Dex... where are you?"... The base is trashed, Joe is sad because his buddy has been kidnapped... Polly pretends not to know what the robots were looking for, but she finds the piece of the map with the location that Dex had affixed to the underside of a beam with his bubble gum.

(And all this time I am thinking... where is Angelina Jolie and her crazy eyepatch... she got top billing in this movie... and we are more than 45 minutes into it and she hasn't appeared yet. What the hell is going on?) Joe and Polly take off for Nepal... they arrive to meet up with Joe's old friend... and here the writers insert a ridiculous subtitled joke. Friend of Joe says in foreign language. "Cold Air. Nipples Get Hard"... What... where the hell did that come from? I look to Wader aghast... and I notice he is looking considerably uncomfortable with the poor quality of this movie. While in Nepal, Polly and Joe find an abandoned uranium mine... they are trapped inside in a room full of dynamite when the menacing porters turn on them and take the suppository vials from Polly... Poor levels of suspense build when Joe, Pollly, and friend are running from the mine to avoid the inevitable dynamite explosion. The reach the exit just in time, but all three are knocked out. Maybe Polly is dead this time?

Polly wakes up in bed naked. Flower petals are strewn on the pillow. She turns over. Joe is beside her. She tells Joe to leave. Joe is also naked so he does not. Joe turns to face away from Polly (Good Move Joe!)... portly friend is beside him. We are supposed to find this funny. A monk comes into the room... Friend translates for Joe... Joe wants to kill mad scientist... Monk decides to help Joe. Monk brings Joe to only living survivor of uranium mine. The survivor looks suspiciously like Yoda from Star Wars. He gives Joe his staff to find mad scientist's secret base... and then he asks Joe to kill him (not the mad scientist... but Yoda)... Why? They never explain.

Please note, that the Nepalese monastery where Joe, Polly, and friend are looks suspiciously like Rivendell. And the monk... was he speaking Nepalese or Elvish? The movie continues to get worse from this point on. Angelina shows up as a British flying aircraft carrier commander (might be a different rank... I really don't care...). Turns out she was the one who Joe had been seeing when he was with Polly. Couldn't see that coming a mile away. Nothing happens... the island of the mad scientist has lots of dinosaurs... we keep on coming back to Polly and her obsession with her camera... She is saving her last two shots... but in a moment of panic she shoots the ground and is very upset. Again, I don't care. And so guess what happens when they get inside the lair... The mad scientist is building an ark inside a rocket ship...and what was in those two suppository vials... but Adam and Eve. Mad scientist wanted to start a new world... but with only two humans? Polly knocks something down... this alerts the robots... they come to attack Joe and Polly while a countdown for lift off of the rocket commences...

but Dex appears with all the missing scientists in some kind of hovercraft. Lucky for them that Dex and the scientists have lightning reflexes because as soon as the countdown started they escaped... and appeared miraculously to save Joe and Polly. Dumb Dumb... Then we have to go through a whole Wizard of Oz sequence where Sir Lawrence Olivier's face appears as the mad scientist... but he is actually dead... and then in the best part of the whole movie (which I missed because I was saying something to Wader) Joe punches Polly in the face to knock her out. DAMN!!! Joe gets in a fight with the Mute Mysterious Asian Woman... Polly comes to save him and it is revealed that Mute Mysterious Asian Woman is a robot. Joe and Polly board the rocket as it takes off. Polly can read German and presses the emergency release button (why is there an emergency release button? You are a diabolical scientist and you have a way to back out of your plan????) and all the animals are shot off with their escape pods. Out of nowhere the Mute Mysterious Asian Robot appears with her light staff (like a light saber... but a staff with a glowing end). Somehow they destroy her... use her staff to destroy the rocket... and then Joe and Polly make it to their own escape pod. Defying all laws of gravity their escape pod falls to the ocean faster than all of the animals... and Polly still has one photo left. But she uses her last photo on Joe... (as you can see by the following pic I took from rottentomatoes.com)... The movie ends as Joe tells her she has the lenscap on. There is no lens cap... You're a liar Joe. This movie was ridiculous... it tried to pay homage to too many films... it had no story, I didn't like the characters, and I wasted nine dollars and fifty cents.

Jude Law should know not to make movies with Gwyneth Paltrow... Look what happened in the Talented Mr. Ripley. I thought that was the bottom of the barrel... but apparently not. I'll give the movie one thing... it had fantastic lighting.

NACHOS with added chicken, cheese and substance.

This is the biggest plate of nachos I've ever seen, ever. The dish costs about $15 and can be found at some bar in Grande Prairie that I can't remember the name of. Someone will say what it is in the comments. Something like Mad-hatters or Manhattan or Matadors or Maxi-million or Milton or Mixmaster or Woppa Din Din. I can't remember but I'll left the picture speak for itself. WOW.

Oh, and so those bits about "Burbank," "Goulet," and "I've been driving a lot lately," are references to the SNL best of Will Ferrel vol 1 when Will is on Conan and is playing Robert Goulet. mmmmmm Burbank. Watch it, it's funny. Skip vol 2 though. booooooo

Till later,
Take Care, Comb your hair ;)

Wader

P.S. I paid for my gas and looked that worker straight in the eye and said, "trainee, that's an interesting name." He looked at me with a blank stare. I then said, "what is that, Norwegian?" Again he stared as though he really didn't get it and said in a put out, but still completely lost manner "ummmmm, no." People in this town. weird.

Tit Smoking In the Temple of Artesan Mimicry from the album Rejoicing In The Hands by Devendra Banhart

Opperation clean sweep

Opperation clean sweep
Originally uploaded by wader.

Well, yesterday was a depressing one, and yet an exciting one. Here's why. I woke up to a world without power and a foot of snow. The snow wasn't that nice fluffy snow, it was wet, and heavy, very heavy. After I got up my mother and I decided to go to breakfast. We phoned a couple places and almost everyone was closed. The Tim Hortons didn't even have power, neither did Safeway. Finally we settled with what was open and at 12:07 we got a table for two at the Fogg and Suds; they were still serving breakfast. They were so busy that they didn't have the time to get ready for lunch and even when we left they were still telling people that they were only serving breakfast. In all, the entire country side was without power and a large portion of town was also. Dawson creek and Chetwynd (20,000 people) were with out power, and last night at 10:00 there were 40,000 people without power. The snow was so heavy, and because the leaves were sill on the trees, it broke the branches right off. The drains overfilled and there were swimming pools created all over the city. The one radio station that was still operational was telling people to conserve water as the town pumps were without power also. A guy I work with lost his power at 9:00am Friday morning, and still doesn't have it at 12:02 on Sunday afternoon. Well that about it. There are some pictures on my flickr site and you can get there by clicking the picture of my mom and navigate around (there are 6 pictures in total)..

Ironic; underachievement, and I never post.

Well, there's a lot to tell you about what I've been up to lately.

First off, I died my hair a couple of weeks ago. I really liked the time my hair was black so I thought that I'd go for that again. I bought the dye, the "multifaceted" dye by the name of Feria; in the colour of black. Normal good old, every day, black; pure black. Here's my picture:

you might be able to tell, you might not be able to tell, but my hair is blue. This picture was taken on the first day of the dye, it has since gotten much, much bluer (picture to come). I was going to re-dye it, but I've gotten so many compliments that I figured I'd just keep it (at least till it fades to baby blue).

Next item on the agenda. When I got up the Saturday before last, this is what I woke up to.

in the words of the great S-Dogg, BRUTAL!

Last item. Today I went to the garden to pick carrots for a stir-fry that my mother was making and I dug this up.

I only wish I had a pair of Barbie pants to dress it up in. What do you think, boy or girl?

Other then that I've been having fun at work and at the same time, going crazy. There have been a couple really difficult problems that I've been dealing with but today everything came together and worked out. It was a good day.

Last night K had L and I over for dindin, L went to work and K and I went to Cosmic Grounds for coffee. It could have just been me, but I had a really good time and I thought that our conversation was top notch. Wicked good.

mmmmmm burbank.

I had a gig a couple of weeks ago and while I was putting the amp in my car I broke my window. It's the small triangle one behind the rear passenger window. Piss off. I phoned for quotes today to fix it and I was told anywhere between $157 to $357; ridicules. So I had thought about this before but now I'm even more serious. What if I replaced the window with brushed aluminum? I'd have to knock out the other window to make it look the same but I think it'd be awesome.

Yesterday I installed 2, 250 gig hard-drives. wow.

That's about it for now. I hear that orientation rocked. I miss you all and I wish I could have been there with you. Perhaps at Christmas I'll be able to make another trip down.

Wader

P.S. I bought 2 neon Apple signs on ebay. I can't wait till they come in.

This Song from the album The Hour Of The Bewilderbeast by Badly Drawn Boy

A Standing OOOOOOOOOOOOO

Good luck to all my orientation buddies!!!!

Wader

P.S. I wish I was with you guys right about now.