Something I Knew Would Happen

I am now getting to the point where I rather call people than send an e-mail or message on MSN, and for me that is unusual because I don't like calling people.

What brought this up is me putting my e-mail down for turnitin.com for FILM 020E. I knew once my e-mail was on their site, I would be getting new spam on one of my e-mail accounts, in which I did. I also been getting more Free Text Messaging e-mails from people who just have my e-mail as a "I need you for something but I won't talk to you again after I got what I wanted" and "I need you for something but I won't talk to you again until I need something else from you". As a result of the e-mails and whatnot, I have been erasing names of people I haven't talk to on MSN for over a year, or at least never talk to, because I just got there MSN by fluke and never took the time to edit the list. I have remove all the saved messages on my MSN because the majority of the messages are to an extend trival. (I also have iChat and I have only one person on it, in other words, no problems.)(yo chip).

To explain the whole phone situation, I'm getting to the point where I want to talk to people on the phone, but I feel I'm invading their privacy when I call them. However, if I don't call these people, I will never talk to these people because, well, I live in my own world. Then again, there are a certain few I only choose to e-mail. Keep in mind, I am slightly confused on the situation as well, so I don't mean to be indecisive. Some people I should phone more, some people I should just e-mail, and some people I'm just not part of their life and vice versa.

Anyways, I am just trying to clear my head for another thing I have to write.

i am not that important for text messaging

In the past few weeks, a few friends of mine have been inviting me to join a free text messaging service for mobile phones. I thank them for the offer, but I am declining it for the time being because, well, I am not that important for text messaging. Text messaging means you're important and too busy to talk to people but not busy enough to write to them. Furthermore, I don't want to bother someone by text messaging as I am seeing it as something more impersonal; if you have a phone, you call them.

Speaking of phones, I have abandon my cell phone because it has become more of a piece of art rather than a tool of utility. The only way I am going to get a new cell phone is that they either have a cell phone ring that sounds like the "Aquaman Telepathic Sound" from the Superfriends cartoon or a cell phone ring that sounds like a rotary telephone ring.

Besides, technology doesn't age well, and this service will be obselete in a few years.

i don't know if you are a detective or a pervert

I have watched David Lynch's Blue Velvet too much lately. However, I have to watch it for an essay in FILM 020E that's due on Tuesday. But, the weird thing watching this film is that the more I watch the film, the harder it is to write on it, and I am only writing on a two minute sequence on the film. Really, all I need to do is brainstorm and focus.

Screwing myself over for others

Tonight I am going to be skipping my film class to fix bullshit. Is bullshit fixable, well, I am going to find that one out.

Long story short, I should not involve myself in situations that mess with my mental health.

I don't need this stress.

losing interest?

I ask myself the question, am I losing interest in writing blogs, or am I developing a fear of writing? My main problem at this time is writing something interesting because, a lot of things are happening, but none of it is interesting.

In Toronto

Yo, just writing in from T.O. at the Risk Commander's house. I made a stab on the comics I need list this past weekend; the key ones I want I might have to go to Kitchener.

I will probably be back in the Middlesex sometime tonight or tomorrow.

This afternoon, I am going to be in the "Brock" area finding Walter Ostenak's Music Store.

I am here, but really, really busy

I just want to say that I have been busy writing for others, but not for myself. I promised myself to write two articles for "The Still" for WUFS, and an essay for school, which want to write but I can't get a word down...well, I can't it down the way I want to say it (and it's frustrating).

I am on day 12 or day 13 on not smoking... honestly, I don't care anymore. November has always been a crap month for me... and the things I want to get done always have to be put on the side for others it seems.

I have also found some old e-mails I wrote last year, and it seems when I write, I think I'm thinking, but it doesn't make any damn sense, and I am realizing how strange I am to others.

nicoteen withdrawl

not thinking straight... breaking hula hoop barrier.... gotta write essay... no energy...............

Cinema Subterrain is going where no one has gone before

I can't believe that Cinema Subterrain made it to the CBC Arts Page.

Thank You William Shatner. Thank you for your movies, and thank you even more for your music.

If Japan doesn't make it, they'll sell it

My friend aimee is in Japan, and look what she can buy.

Fortunately for me, my body produces its own.

iPod Name Change

I have decided to change the name of my iPod from "The Sword" to "Orrin Hatch's Contraband".

I would also like to mention that I was not induced by anyone to change the name.

The Field Work is Almost Done

Just a couple of hours ago, my dad and one of our neighbours finished chopping the corn silage. That means you won't hear me bitch about this job for another year.

However, as the corn silage finishes, the soyabean harvest starts.

Purchase Splurge-o-rama

Today, I went on a purchase splurge, which is not good, but always enjoyable.

I will list everything what I bought today, and you can make your own opinion...

FILM
Kodak Tri-X Reversal Film - 3 rolls
Kodak Plus-X Reversal Film - 2 rolls

CDs
(Best Buy)
The Flaming Lips - Yoshimi Battle the Pink Robots 5.1 (with DVD)
The Pixies - Pixies at the BBC
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Fever To Tell
Supergrass - Supergrass is 10. The Best of 94-04
(@ UWO)
Brian Eno/John Cale - Wrong Way Up
Elastica - Waking Up Venus

COMICS
Teen Titans/The Legion Special
Kid Eternity (mini) - #1-3
Captain Carrot and his Amazing Zoo Crew - #1-9
Captain Carrot and his Amazing Zoo Crew: The Oz-Wonderland War Trilogy (mini) - #1-3
The Legend of Wonder Woman (mini) - #1-4
Primal Force - #0-8
Arion the Immortal (mini) - #1-6
The Ray (mini) - #1-6
Starman - Grand Guignol (Graphic Novel)
Longshot (mini)

All this just to avoid work.

GIMME AN S

I just feel like I want an s right now, even though, later on when people are reading this and give me an s I won't want it.

The White Oaks Incident

Last Thursday, me and A/V MacGuyver were picking up batteries at Radio Shack in White Oaks Mall in South end of London (Ontario). As we were leaving the mall, someone thought it was a wise ideal to steal seven leather jackets from Tip Top Tailors and go through the mall exit instead of the store's own exit. As the... well, let's call him "asshole" since it seems appropiate for the situation. As the asshole was passing me, the hangers from the jackets got caught on my bookbag, and I was practically dragged for a few until meters, until I almost rammed my face into the getaway car. Fortunately for me I got my book bag unhooked before the assholes drove away, and probably gave the clerk at tip top enough time to copy the plate and make of the car.

The whole ordeal was quite surreal.

Prior to going into the mall, A/V asked me "Why are you bringing your bag? You don't really need it." It makes me wonder if A/V has that same power as dogs have around Christmas time where the dogs are sleeping around the Christmas Tree, they wake up and leave the room, then five minutes later, the tree topples over.

Alive, but recovering the surreal

Gimme another day to write something interesting. I want to explain in detail what happened last Thursday at White Oaks Mall, and it will be worth the read.

THE FINAL iPod PICTURE SHOWDOWN

I can't do the iPod picture showdown anymore because I am running out of web space at the place where I hold all my photos.

Anyways, here's the final pic....



Yes, my iPod is looking at Chip MacWebb's iPod, knowing that he is the champion for the coming weeks, unless someone else would like to compete with him.

(stroking the chin as if he has an idea)

Wet Spots and Birds

Today, I saw a wet spot on the ground near the front of the loader tractor during corn silage. I didn't think much about it because I just got there, the calves were roaming around the the silage wagon (getting in the way) and I merely went just to take over my dad's job which really was my job. As my dad moved the tractor away from the silo he pointed out blood on the loader, right around one of the steel "hooks" he made for the fork attachment. He told me that one of the calves got its mouth around the hook, and somehow broke its jaw trying to bite at it. The wet spot in the ground was a pool of blood from the calf's mouth.

Fortunately for me, I didn't see the calf. I would have probably vomited on the spot once I saw the blood, or at least feel quite nauseated from the face of the calf. Actually, I am not that good in horrid situations. I would take it comicially or sickly. Case in point: there was a dead bird in front of one of the stairwells over at the Visual Arts Center at Western on Saturday. It was in the way of the entrance laying on the cement, probably a bit confused in the its last few seconds of its life right after it crashed into the windows. What I thought was the most logical way of removing it was kicking it away from the door. It made thud sound, not a dropping a large object thud, but more of a something heavy in a balloon thud. A.V. MacGuyver, who was with me at the time, thought it was one the more disturbing things he's seen in awhile. If he saw the calf, I am pretty sure that he would be more horrified than myself in that situation.

Then again, I am not A.V. MacGuyer...

When is Porn not Porn?

Today, I saw a porno video online that showed no sex acts or nudity.

Would you call it post-modern or existential porn, like really.

It's Stuff like this that makes me proud I am into film

I was doing my daily blog readings when I saw this on Warzine. Now, all I have to say is this is the reason why I am into film, to shoot stuff on little cameras connected to 9 volt batteries.

iPod Portrait Showdown Part III

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I went for a "describe what you see" look for this pic.

C'mon, tell me what you see.

iPods, TVs, and Tapeheads

A couple of Messages to A.V. MacGuyver and Chip MacWebb, currently, the only contributors to the comments pages...

The iPod pic showdown will happen later today sometime after 9:30pm. Why after 9:30pm, well I am going to record something off the Satellite tonight, this is the second time I will do this. The first attempt was successful with Coaxial Cables but this recording will involve RCA Cables.

I watched Tapeheads with John Cusack and Tim Robbins and I have to say that the movie was bad, but seeing Cusack play a greasy Video Producer was totally worth the watch, along with Weird Al Yankovic kicking Cusack's ass.

Sidenote: in the coming weeks, I will posting at a second blog called The Tape Hunters with all the bizarre video finds I have made in the past few weeks.

Rockwood

Here are some photos I took at Rockwood this past weekend.

Rockwood

I would put a photo or two on here put .mac was acting a bit wonky.

The Clean up

Clean up continues on the "Spooky House". I cleared about half of the garbage on the second floor, however I cluttered up the landing because of water damage in one of the "Storage Rooms". I saw my dad's face as I put a part of the bathroom wall outside. He seems pissed but, he knows it's for the better.

Tomorrow will be cutting hay and more clean-up, but I really wish I was at school. You can't win them all.

Chip MacWebb, You're Going Down

As Chip uses the iPod as the art piece seen here, I went for more of a Photoshop bad art in a bad art gallery route.



It's a cross between pointilism and a touch of impressionist influence. It's something that would be hanging in a small town art gallery with an arts and crafts shoppe on the side.

Why? (1 of many)

I found the companion piece to MC Hammer: Hammer Time....


Yeah, I know what you are thinking.

Cleaning and Learning

This morning, house cleaning. This Afternoon, year six starts.

Fun fun.

Chip MacWebb, the ipod image #2 comes tonight.

Country Feedback

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This is one of two horse plows that appeared at the match, however, I don't know if these horses won or not.


The Middlesex Plowing Match was yesterday. For you city folk, yes, it is as interesting as it sounds. I did get more photos of the antique tractors during the lunch hour, and some video of the tractors actually plowing, however that footage will go up at a later date. Two things that really surprised me at yesterday's shindig was the amount of people at the match (the most people I have ever saw on that lot... ever) and seeing my house from across the road from a distance. I know some of you are asking "why is that such a big deal?" Well, I never saw my house at that perspective before, sure I have seen the house across the road from my mailbox, but never halfway into the field that is in front of us. This is something I could have done years ago but never crossed my mind.

I live in Max Headroom's world, I think

I was checking out the daily blogs when I found this nugget. Cripes, I'm a country boy and I live 20 minutes into the future.

I truly think that there has to be more than this happening in the world.

Three Random Blogs

Aimee in Japan wtfudge Warzine

That Console Guy

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I now own four consoles: The Odyssey 2 from Phillips/Magnavox, the Intellivision from Mattel, the Nintendo Entertainment System from Nintendo, and the PS One from Sony. The Odyssey and Intellivision probably be put away as soon as I can find space in my room. My Nintendo only comes out once in awhile, though I know that the RF switch is shot on it now like the audio/video connections. The PS One hasn't been used as a game system for a few months, I am using it as my CD player for my stereo, as the CD player on my stereo is busted.

I am slowly cleaning my room, removing items I know I won't use, but being fully aware that my friends would. I did notice that the banquet table that has all my comics on it is starting to buckle: there is a bow starting to develop and one of the corners is starting to give way.

Probably sometime in mid-September my room might have considerably less stuff.

Moving Video Games of Tomorrow

The tag for Phillips (or Magnavox depending where you're from) video game console...

The Odyssey2.

The System came out around 1978, around the same time as the Intellivision, but I don't think it lasted too long on the market, because the graphics were less the graphic, even by late 1970's computer standards.

I got it for helping A.V. MacGuyver moved from Whitehills in London to London's street with many names (Ridout/Upper Queen/Dixon/Ernest "street").

The bizarre find of the week

I found this at a Value Village in the south end of London (Ontario)...



I can only get through about seven minutes of the video so far... please don't ask why I get these things.

Invasion of the Mac Snatchers

this is for Mr. MacWeb...



let's see you take pictures of your iPod.

CD Purchasing and Pursuing Trivial Pursuit

A few days ago, I mentioned that I bought Sonic Nurse by Sonic Youth and Van Lear Rose by Loretta Lynn. Well, I bought five more CDs: Veni Vidi Vicious from The Hives, Run-DMC Greatest Hits by, well Run-DMC, Beastie Boys Check Your Head and Ill Communication. Each CD was 10 bucks or less. I also scored Daft Punk & Leiji Matsumoto's Interstella 5555 which included Daft Club CD with the DVD. The Video Musical was cool, almost as cool as DJ Qbert's Wave Twisters, but not quite.

I also scored two Trivial Pursuit Master Games at Goodwill on Wednesday: Genus II Edition and The Baby Boomer Edition. So, with those two board games, that brings the Trivial Pursuit sets I have up to five. Now I have the urge to look for the Subsidary Card sets like the Silver Screen edition, All-Star Sports edition, and the hard to find cheap RPM (History of Music) edition.

Tomorrow, I write, I hope.

I gotta write some articles, but I have to get to them in the morning. One for A.V. MacGuyver, two for the filmies at The Rod. Honestly, I really got to stop watching TV.

Cleaning the spooky house

I am taking a short break from cleaning the spooky house. The amount of garbage is insane. I would show you pictures but my digital camera is low on batteries.

This message is being recorded...

Cleaning a house that hasn't been lived in for 14 years seems a bit pointless, but if you're planning to shoot something in that house, the cleaning feels good. The garbage I found was horrendous: I found a Re-Elect Jack Riddel campaign poster from the 1980's (Provincial Liberals, I think he's dead now), boxes for collector plates and a forest of old Christmas trees from the 1970's. There are still tons of papers I have to go through like old public school teaching aids and harnness racing magazines. It should take me a few days to go through, but I have made writing plans for two groups of people which one has to be done by Wednesday.

I have also started cleaning my archives on my MSN Messenger which has been a bigger hassle than originally thought. I saved about 10mb of message history, 7mb from one person. I have got it down to about 8.5mb now, but there is some things you have to save for later.

Watch out, I am recording you.

A Whirlwind of Boredom and Excitement

I wanted to say some stuff before I start checking out the Texas Porn Blogs and what Warren Ellis is doing in Vancouver. The last three days have been both boring and interesting.

On Friday, I did my comic book run around London, picked up comics in downtown and E.O.A. (East of Adelaide on Dundas St.), got some Alan Moore Swamp Thing and the latest issue of Identity Crisis (which has got me totally interested in getting into comics), went up to Makeoutville (Masonville to the locals) and picked up the latest from Sonic Youth (Sonic Nurse) and Loretta Lynn (Van Lear Rose) which were awesome, and drove home. As I got home, A.V. MacGuyver called and said he had comics for me which made me go back to the forest city. A.V. was getting rid of about one quarter to one third of his stuff so he could get ready to move to the Wortley/Old South area. We drove to Goodwill at Sherwood at set everything on a cart. It seems a good chunk of people tend to drop off their stuff at night just before closing time at Goodwill. There were about four people trying to move an ugly early 90's couch off a pick-up truck, even though if they took the time to go around the student slums around Broughdale, they would have gotten rid of the couch and made some coin in the process. Later that night, A.V. and I watched Starsky and Hutch and Kill Bill vol. 2, the former was good, the latter was awesome.

Saturday, I woke up to the flicking of the on and off of my lightswitch as my dad tried to wake me up to get ready for haying. We tend to have a conflict when it comes to my morning routine. I believe in taking my time in the morning, my dad thinks it's a bit drawn out. We had to put up the pipes up to the barn to blow straw in the mound, which is not much of a problem, but when there is very little hay in the mound and a slight mishap could turn out to be a twenty feet drop into cow shit, a problem could arise. Fortunately for me, I was half out of it, and I could actually do what I was told. We didn't get to blow hay until late afternoon, and as my dad was cutting straw in the field, I had to watch the forage blower and the forage wagons to make sure nothing went wrong. This is a type of job that is easy, yet insanely boring, and you can't fall asleep because all of the noise around you. Anyways, something actually went wrong, the forage blower got plugged, It was at night so dad said screw it, we'll deal with this in the morning.

Sunday morning. I woke up early, which really ticked me off because I had hardly any sleep the past two nights. We fixed the plugged forage blower that took longer than expected. In the afternoon, I got a break of sorts: I visited my nephew because his birthday is tomorrow and I had to give him the cool presents I got him. I only stayed for a few minutes because my nerves were really getting to me, and I had no cigarettes on me at the time. When I got home, I slept for a good three hours, something I really need.

Alright, I been babbling for too long, It time for some wacky sunglasses (you will see later).