So here I am. In Japan. Holy crap.
I'm staying at my friends place in a small district outside of central Tokyo called Musashino-shi. Its small enough that as long as you follow the main streets and crowds you can not get lost, but big enough to make you feel insignificant. Nothing however, can compare to what I witnessed last night arriving from Narita Airport. I arrived on time at approximately 4:45pm Tokyo time, which would be 3:45am Canadian time. I had not slept yet and was weak. The flight was long, but not too bad. Air Canada provided everyone with personal entertainment centres in the headrests of the seat in front of you. Large selection of movies and television shows including episodes of Dexter, 30 Rock and movies like 500 Days of Summer, A Single Man, Young Victoria, Crazy Heat and Avatar to just name a few. I was overly impressed and spent the entire flight writing and watching movie after movie. I tried to sleep, but it was no use. So when I arrived in Narita and boarded the Narita express it was hardly the time to nod off before arriving in Tokyo. I realize that my last post I said my first stop was a district of Tokyo called Shinjuku. Yet, a last minute change with my friend we opted to meet up in a place called Shibuya. Some of you would know this area of Tokyo from the movie Lost in Translation when Scarlett Johannsson's character crosses that crazy intersection with that big dinosaur on the oversized billboard screen. Well that intersection was one of my first Japanese experiences. Can someone say sensory overload? It was by far the most overwhelming experience I have ever had in my life. Nothing, but maybe visiting Time Square could have prepare me for it. Not only are there about 200,000 people walking, talking on their cellphones, carrying umbrellas and bags, there are also, buses, cars, cabs and advertisements EVERYWHERE. Things are beeping, moving, playing music and glowing. Its a non-stop light show complete with Japanese sounds. In fact there is some advertisement here in Japan now with Darth Vader as the face of the product. Can any of you say you've looked up to a massive billboard screen and seen Darth Vader staring down at you pointing with his menacing finger saying something with his legendary voice completely in Japanese? I don't know what Japanese James Earl Jones was saying, but it was affective.
The Shibuya train stop was complete anarchy. More people than I have ever seen in one place. They would come in waves and would not stop. Ducking and weaving through them with both of my backpacks proved to be difficult. It didn't help I also was going on no sleep for almost 24hours. Apparently, our first meet up point in Shinjuku is even worse! Its the most heavily populated and used train station in the world. Once I reached outside of the station through the Hichiko exit the people doubled, but in a larger space so it just seemed really busy. It was interesting sitting there and people watching while I waited for my friend Dan to meet up with me. Thousands of people must have passed me over those couple hours and I can't remember any of their faces. Who could? And no, they do not all look the same. They're mostly Japanese, but there are so many fashions, hair styles and demeanors that it was hard to focus on just one person at a time. Shibuya crossing is a strange and wonderful place. (Going back to re-live the amazing nightmare tomorrow)
Eventually Dan came to my rescue. I had not seen him since probably some 4-5 years ago, but being the great character he is, it didn't feel that way. We took the train over to his place, unloaded my things and I met his lovely girlfriend Hanna. She had put a bed down for me and everything, which was most welcoming and kind. We were there a span of 10 minutes before Dan took me to a place to eat and have a few drinks. It was a relatively cheap, hip little place. Very clean and Japanese-ish. It was quite busy with a lot of young people. Dan did all the ordering in Japanese and it was fascinating. He ordered a beer for himself and a rice sake for me. The waiter came over and gave me a large shot glass sitting in a small square dish. Both were chilled. He then brought over a large bottle of chilled sake and poured enough that it ran down into the other dish. Very elegant and delicious. Cold sake is da bomb yo! Dinner arrived and it was super good. Got some iced cabbage leafs, pickled eggplant with ginger, fried chicken, diced tuna wrapped in seaweed and traditional salmon on top of rice. We also had a "ceaso salado," a Japanese take on a cesar salad. It was very good and what made it a little different was a cracked half boiled egg on top. What a weird an wacky place. It was a great evening and by the time I was done I was half in the bag and getting the shakes from the lack of sleep. We arrived back to his place and Dan went into the bathroom. He came out handing me a towel and suggested I take a soak in a traditional Japanese household tub. Its small in length, but much higher so you sit up to your neck in water instead of the waist. Despite my size, I fit. He went off to bed and I sat in this tub just relaxing. Mind you this was about 3AM but well worth it. Got out and went to bed.
Woke up this morning. Dan and I had some breakfast and then he took off. I just got back in from touring around the area a little. Could not get out too far thanks to a constant drizzle of rain coming down and jet lag. Did manage to head through town a bit and down into a beautiful park in the lower section of the city. It had amazing wooden paths and bridges. In the middle of it was a private zoo for paying guests and a temple. I really enjoyed walking through there.
I'm feeling the effects of the long day yesterday today and am now sitting in Dan's apartment trying to do some catch up on my rest. Our friend Justin comes into town tonight. He and I will be partaking in a week long excursion into traditional Japan rich in ancient culture and landscapes next week and then going back to his place in the Northeast part of Japan, Iwaki for a few days to hangout. With his arrival tonight, it may mean more sake and even less sleep. So I'm going to nap while I have the chance.Not sure when I will be able to speak to you all again with an update so I made this one a pretty healthy one. Please forgive me on any spelling or grammatical errors you came across. I am writing on my friend Dan's Japanese mac book. No pictures or video postings today, but I am taking them! More updates to come! This is quite the place...
P.S. some truck keeps driving by and blaring something in Japanese over their PA speakers. Think it may be for an election or something. Or they are selling eye glasses. Its weird. People stand at their storefronts yelling, promoting whatever their sales are or something. Even at optical stores.
Sayonara Canada, Hello Japan!
Well, its that time. I'm off to Japan. Packing proved to be more difficult than originally planned. I had to pack enough clothes and amenities to provide for a comfortable trip (keeping in mind buying clothes/shoes in my sizes could prove to be difficult), but not overpack to ensure a displacing a disc or two while carrying my bag. Anyway, things have worked out and I'm ready to go. I hope to keep you all informed the best I can and as often as possible, so keep your eyes peeled for a Japan updates. When I return I'll have a full range of pictures, comments and accounts of my trip.
First stop on my journey, Shinjuku, Tokyo.
It's Coming...
June 15th. I already pre-ordered on Amazon. None of you will see me until I'm done reading this.
Hangovers, Hamburger Helper, Japan and Me
First off, I want to say thanks to everyone who came out this weekend to send me on my way with alcohol. I had a great weekend (except for when I puked in my mouth and had to hold it there until the bathroom stall was free, could have done without that). Had lots of fun and because of it I've been hungover for about 2 days back to back. I spent yesterday's hangover watching a Deadliest Catch marathon on Discovery until it was time to get drunk again. All I want to eat is Thai food or Hamburger Helper. Not sure why I want Hamburger Helper so badly, but I've had a craving for it for about 12 hours now. Anyway, long story short, thanks again for the fun, the Blob likey.
I'm exactly a week away from heading to Japan. This time next week I'll be in the air over the Pacific nearing Japan on a 14 hour non-stop flight to Narita Airport. A week tomorrow I'll be suffering from a severe case of jetlag, culture shock and walking around downtown Tokyo aimlessly in awe. Very exciting.
Unrelated, my Pick of the Week is this music video from HEALTH. Now I'm not sure what's more disturbing, the video itself, or the idea that I think its amazing. Brilliant song too.
**WARNING: Not for the squeamish**
I'm exactly a week away from heading to Japan. This time next week I'll be in the air over the Pacific nearing Japan on a 14 hour non-stop flight to Narita Airport. A week tomorrow I'll be suffering from a severe case of jetlag, culture shock and walking around downtown Tokyo aimlessly in awe. Very exciting.
Unrelated, my Pick of the Week is this music video from HEALTH. Now I'm not sure what's more disturbing, the video itself, or the idea that I think its amazing. Brilliant song too.
**WARNING: Not for the squeamish**
HEALTH "We are Water" from Eric Wareheim on Vimeo.
p.s. is it even weirder that I want to date this girl solely on her haircut? Love it! (after she takes off the wig)
This One's For The Ladies!
So its Spring and in the past few days it seems like people are finding love and falling out of it. Strange how a season can do that, or is it just coincidental timing? Speaking of, it seems like its the ladies in my life that are having the worst of it. Whether they are ending relationships, having troubles with one, or just can't buy one they are all hard-pressed to find a smile. So I'm dedicating this post to you girls and giving you two peices of music to listen to before you go out into the night. So this is what you do:
Get your lovely asses out of bed. Go to the shower, turn it on nice and hot. While you're waiting for the water to heat up and motivation to jump in it. Watch this video/listen to this song.
Marina & The Diamonds - I Am Not A Robot
Now jump into that shower humming. Enjoy it. Now that you're nice and refreshed, get out.
One of the most important element of having a good night is what you do before you even go out. Its during the "getting ready" process. What music you play. It will more often than not determine your mood, what you dress like and how you look walking out the door. So with that, I want you to feel confident, hot and ready for fun. So I give you this song to listen to while you're getting yourself looking pretty. It'll work, trust me. But make sure you follow my next steps when picking out what you'll wear. Also be sure to turn this song UP espeically at the 2:45 mins mark, its good. Get it loud in that room.
Dragonette - Pick Up The Phone (Van She Remix)
Dragonette - Pick Up The Phone (Van She Remix) by Travissimo
You will dress and walk yourself over to your closet pick out something that'll make you turn heads. I'm talking something on the border of pure class, and slut. Accent what you have, but hide enough to make the men, like myself, wondering what else you have. Put it on and together. Start putting on some makeup, try wearing some rouge tonight, espeically if you're blonde. Believe me, rouge is back in force. It'll pop and catch eyes. Now as the music is going louder and louder as you get ready and sip at a drink make sure you dance a little or at least nod your head to the beat! Look in the mirror? you look good and cute/sexy/hot/whatever other than bad? You feel happy and confident? Feel like your prepared to ignore boys stares from across the bar but are secretly counting how many eyes you attract? Well then you may be ready to meet up with friends and have a good night so go do it!
....and maybe find a cute boy to have a "pick me up" f**k while your at it. And if that cute boy happens to be me, well I'll give you a shout out in my next blog. HOLLA!
Get your lovely asses out of bed. Go to the shower, turn it on nice and hot. While you're waiting for the water to heat up and motivation to jump in it. Watch this video/listen to this song.
Marina & The Diamonds - I Am Not A Robot
Now jump into that shower humming. Enjoy it. Now that you're nice and refreshed, get out.
One of the most important element of having a good night is what you do before you even go out. Its during the "getting ready" process. What music you play. It will more often than not determine your mood, what you dress like and how you look walking out the door. So with that, I want you to feel confident, hot and ready for fun. So I give you this song to listen to while you're getting yourself looking pretty. It'll work, trust me. But make sure you follow my next steps when picking out what you'll wear. Also be sure to turn this song UP espeically at the 2:45 mins mark, its good. Get it loud in that room.
Dragonette - Pick Up The Phone (Van She Remix)
Dragonette - Pick Up The Phone (Van She Remix) by Travissimo
You will dress and walk yourself over to your closet pick out something that'll make you turn heads. I'm talking something on the border of pure class, and slut. Accent what you have, but hide enough to make the men, like myself, wondering what else you have. Put it on and together. Start putting on some makeup, try wearing some rouge tonight, espeically if you're blonde. Believe me, rouge is back in force. It'll pop and catch eyes. Now as the music is going louder and louder as you get ready and sip at a drink make sure you dance a little or at least nod your head to the beat! Look in the mirror? you look good and cute/sexy/hot/whatever other than bad? You feel happy and confident? Feel like your prepared to ignore boys stares from across the bar but are secretly counting how many eyes you attract? Well then you may be ready to meet up with friends and have a good night so go do it!
....and maybe find a cute boy to have a "pick me up" f**k while your at it. And if that cute boy happens to be me, well I'll give you a shout out in my next blog. HOLLA!
A Discussion of Fornication
Ok so when The Babe and I started this blog it was going to be about every topic we would want to discuss. A topic thread about bear hibernation is not out of the question for example. Some topics are going to be fun, others will be serious. No hold bars as I would put it. A whole lot of nothing to support procrastination or boredom. That's all I ask from myself and The Babe when posting on this. So with that being said, I'm going to now share with you all a conversation I had over a "girl talk," which I had the pleasure to be a part of a few weeks back with 3 lovely ladies (one being The Babe herself). At some point during the talk I gave a lecture on what I like to call The 3 Tiers of Fornication, the differences between them and how you can tell which one you and your partner are partaking in. The 3 tiers are; Sex, Making Love, and F**king. There is no in-between and in most cases its known before one of these acts occurs which you are about to achieve. I bring this topic up to all of you because I'm proud of it, that and it came up again in "Girl Talk #2" last night at a local pub so why not post about it.
!! Before you read any further, be warned, this is about to get a little..uhh...colourful. !!
OK let's begin. As stated earlier, there are 3 various types of "doing it." Sex, Love Making, and F**king. Let's discuss Sex to start. Sex is the most common of the 3 with strangers and couples. Chances are you've participated in the act of "having sex" more than the other 2 depending on your sexual partners. Sex is most common. Its routine. It happens when you're both horny and want to get off and obviously having someone else there to stick or get stuck by is better than the right hand so you proceed to have sex. Nothing wrong with sex...at all. In fact its great. You share pleasure, and in most cases get to see one another naked. Sex normally involves full nudity. Take your clothes off, have sex and roll over and maybe talk or watch the rest of the movie. There is good and bad sex and this is special to this tier of fornication. Unlike Making Love and F**king, there is good sex and there is bad sex and you can normally distinguish between the two easily, espeically if you've had more than 1 partner before. There is such a thing as "okay" sex too. Maybe the dude is playing some weird music and it throws off your rhythm or she's too loud and you get freaked out. Whatever it is, you can come away from sex discribing it as "it was good" or "it was okay." I hope for all of you you don't come away saying "It was bad," but it happens. And ladies, it can be your fault just as much as the guys. If you say you had sex, its pretty much the basics. In the bed, floor or couch. Maybe a chair...maybe. Did you take a guy home and sleep with him? Switch positions a few times and it took place in your bed? you probably had sex. Most drunk ecnounters and one night stands is sex. Depending on your intoxication, its forced to be basic because the more difficult and faster moves are too hard when you can't see straight or even know if the girl is facing you or her back is towards you. Sex is fairly basic, straight forward and fun, but nothing super exciting to write down in your diary or on a blog. Its good and healthy.
Now, Making Love? well that's basically for couples, married people or some fantastic journey of lust where two people have fallen in love, the guy goes to war and he comes back like 10 years later and "make love." Making love is intimate. It involves a lot of holding, caressing, longing, slow movement and not a lot of noise other than the music accompanying this majestic moment of love and tenderness. It can be one of the most intense acts you will have in the bed, or one of the most boring all depending on how you look at it. Another reason to make love? you and your spouse have decided to concieve. Before it comes down to ovulation schedules, or "if we want this kid, I guess we have to do it tonight eh?" you make love. That first time when you've talked about it and both agree you want to try and make baby, you go home from dinner, light candles, put music on, get some oils and strip down in front of one another slowly and then you will proceed to make love. you may do this once more or a few more times, but if you haven't concieved, you will likely go into the routine and have sex instead of make love. Just get the deed done so we can make a kid. See? routine = sex. Nothing really wrong with it, and even if its routine it can still be good, but its just the act. its nothing really more. Making Love is the passionate part. Slow movements and a lot of looking into one another's eyes and saying I Love You a lot with a whisper.
Now you are saying "I love you!" screaming at the top of your lungs while being bent over a table with your skirt still on hiked up to your waist with some dudes manhood being plunged into you with Nine Inch Nails -10,000 playing in the back, then you are getting F**ked (SEE END OF POST FOR SONG). No love, no routine in this. F**king is most of the time spontaneous, fast and rough. You can't F**k without it either hurting a bit or tossing each other around a bit. You may get a bruise or two. I'm not talking punching a guy in the mouth or the tip of his penis, well some of you may like that, but you know, grabbing tightly and vigorously instead of holding or petting. F**king ain't for the weak. Dirty talk plays a big part in F**king too. Words like; pussy, cunt, cock, suck, fuck, baby and bitch can be used quite frequently. F**king = dirty and naughty. Role play normally is involved in F**king, you can't have Sex or Make Love playing out some rape scenerio...that's just weird. Forest Ranger finds you building an illegal fire in an heavily wooded area and he requires you to "pay" for your illegal deeds, I'll tell you right now, you're not about to Make Love. Ever been thrown on a bed and your shirt ripped off and pants torn down to your ankles by some girl wearing red lip stick and tights and she doesn't even bother to take her dress off and just peels the underwear aside (or doesn't even have any one to begin with), just hops right on for the ride? Well first off, you may want to experience this once in your life before you rot in some hole somewhere and secondly, yeah, that's F**king. Pure carnal lust and rage. Couples in a fight and then have rough make-up sex, you're F**king your rage out. Bad day at work and your wife is making asparagus and asks you to try one to see if there is too much sea salt on it and while she hands you one, you bite it furiously and throw her against the fridge and she says "Oh Fred," you're about to F**k her and knock down all the kids hard work spelling out their names with fridge letter magnets. But its worth it. If your spouse says "Oh (insert your name here)" you've got her off guard and you are about to carnal up in her, pardon my vulgarness. Its the most fun because its a change and doesn't happen all too often. It should be hot and you should describe it as such. F**king normally involves new areas you haven't explored during Sex or Love Making. Showers, public parks, cars, alleyways, over desks, over counters, over fences, over a passed out friend are all some examples of hot spots. Its not only with couples, it can totally be with strangers. Just drunken rough, sweaty deeds all over that person's apartment. You wake up and although you've had sex enough, your leg muscles hurt in new and painful ways, this means you likely F**ked.
All three of these tiers of fornication have their fine lines as well. They normally don't bleed into one another. Usually you will perform one. Not many people F**k then Make Love, or are in the middle having Sex and then all of a sudden start to F**k, unless you call the guy a chump or bitch (see you brought a piece of dirty talk in because you're bored). This is an exception to the rule. Another is that may be bleed into is that your Making Love and its not working, not in the mood, CD is skipping or something so you just start to have Sex instead just to finish off and go to bed. There are of course these and other exceptions but I believe my categorizing system is fairly fool-proof. So next time you tell your buddies or your girlfriends "you had sex" with someone, ask your self what you really did do.
This is my own non-professional amateur opinion so if you disagree, feel free to take your words write them down on a peice of paper and make love to that peice of paper. Oil yourself up, light some candles up and throw that Kenny G tape in and make love to that paper. Now that you know the differences, maybe go take someone special to you and try something new. Try calling your partner a bitch while you're on top of them and see what happens! Or rub one out, which ever works for you at this moment and time. And no, masturbation is masturbation. There is no tiers to that so don't overthink it.
P.S. I was listening to this song on repeat while writing this. This is also the most obscure and weird music video ever...
The song I used as an example to F**K too. This ain't no baby making music.
!! Before you read any further, be warned, this is about to get a little..uhh...colourful. !!
OK let's begin. As stated earlier, there are 3 various types of "doing it." Sex, Love Making, and F**king. Let's discuss Sex to start. Sex is the most common of the 3 with strangers and couples. Chances are you've participated in the act of "having sex" more than the other 2 depending on your sexual partners. Sex is most common. Its routine. It happens when you're both horny and want to get off and obviously having someone else there to stick or get stuck by is better than the right hand so you proceed to have sex. Nothing wrong with sex...at all. In fact its great. You share pleasure, and in most cases get to see one another naked. Sex normally involves full nudity. Take your clothes off, have sex and roll over and maybe talk or watch the rest of the movie. There is good and bad sex and this is special to this tier of fornication. Unlike Making Love and F**king, there is good sex and there is bad sex and you can normally distinguish between the two easily, espeically if you've had more than 1 partner before. There is such a thing as "okay" sex too. Maybe the dude is playing some weird music and it throws off your rhythm or she's too loud and you get freaked out. Whatever it is, you can come away from sex discribing it as "it was good" or "it was okay." I hope for all of you you don't come away saying "It was bad," but it happens. And ladies, it can be your fault just as much as the guys. If you say you had sex, its pretty much the basics. In the bed, floor or couch. Maybe a chair...maybe. Did you take a guy home and sleep with him? Switch positions a few times and it took place in your bed? you probably had sex. Most drunk ecnounters and one night stands is sex. Depending on your intoxication, its forced to be basic because the more difficult and faster moves are too hard when you can't see straight or even know if the girl is facing you or her back is towards you. Sex is fairly basic, straight forward and fun, but nothing super exciting to write down in your diary or on a blog. Its good and healthy.
Now, Making Love? well that's basically for couples, married people or some fantastic journey of lust where two people have fallen in love, the guy goes to war and he comes back like 10 years later and "make love." Making love is intimate. It involves a lot of holding, caressing, longing, slow movement and not a lot of noise other than the music accompanying this majestic moment of love and tenderness. It can be one of the most intense acts you will have in the bed, or one of the most boring all depending on how you look at it. Another reason to make love? you and your spouse have decided to concieve. Before it comes down to ovulation schedules, or "if we want this kid, I guess we have to do it tonight eh?" you make love. That first time when you've talked about it and both agree you want to try and make baby, you go home from dinner, light candles, put music on, get some oils and strip down in front of one another slowly and then you will proceed to make love. you may do this once more or a few more times, but if you haven't concieved, you will likely go into the routine and have sex instead of make love. Just get the deed done so we can make a kid. See? routine = sex. Nothing really wrong with it, and even if its routine it can still be good, but its just the act. its nothing really more. Making Love is the passionate part. Slow movements and a lot of looking into one another's eyes and saying I Love You a lot with a whisper.
Now you are saying "I love you!" screaming at the top of your lungs while being bent over a table with your skirt still on hiked up to your waist with some dudes manhood being plunged into you with Nine Inch Nails -10,000 playing in the back, then you are getting F**ked (SEE END OF POST FOR SONG). No love, no routine in this. F**king is most of the time spontaneous, fast and rough. You can't F**k without it either hurting a bit or tossing each other around a bit. You may get a bruise or two. I'm not talking punching a guy in the mouth or the tip of his penis, well some of you may like that, but you know, grabbing tightly and vigorously instead of holding or petting. F**king ain't for the weak. Dirty talk plays a big part in F**king too. Words like; pussy, cunt, cock, suck, fuck, baby and bitch can be used quite frequently. F**king = dirty and naughty. Role play normally is involved in F**king, you can't have Sex or Make Love playing out some rape scenerio...that's just weird. Forest Ranger finds you building an illegal fire in an heavily wooded area and he requires you to "pay" for your illegal deeds, I'll tell you right now, you're not about to Make Love. Ever been thrown on a bed and your shirt ripped off and pants torn down to your ankles by some girl wearing red lip stick and tights and she doesn't even bother to take her dress off and just peels the underwear aside (or doesn't even have any one to begin with), just hops right on for the ride? Well first off, you may want to experience this once in your life before you rot in some hole somewhere and secondly, yeah, that's F**king. Pure carnal lust and rage. Couples in a fight and then have rough make-up sex, you're F**king your rage out. Bad day at work and your wife is making asparagus and asks you to try one to see if there is too much sea salt on it and while she hands you one, you bite it furiously and throw her against the fridge and she says "Oh Fred," you're about to F**k her and knock down all the kids hard work spelling out their names with fridge letter magnets. But its worth it. If your spouse says "Oh (insert your name here)" you've got her off guard and you are about to carnal up in her, pardon my vulgarness. Its the most fun because its a change and doesn't happen all too often. It should be hot and you should describe it as such. F**king normally involves new areas you haven't explored during Sex or Love Making. Showers, public parks, cars, alleyways, over desks, over counters, over fences, over a passed out friend are all some examples of hot spots. Its not only with couples, it can totally be with strangers. Just drunken rough, sweaty deeds all over that person's apartment. You wake up and although you've had sex enough, your leg muscles hurt in new and painful ways, this means you likely F**ked.
All three of these tiers of fornication have their fine lines as well. They normally don't bleed into one another. Usually you will perform one. Not many people F**k then Make Love, or are in the middle having Sex and then all of a sudden start to F**k, unless you call the guy a chump or bitch (see you brought a piece of dirty talk in because you're bored). This is an exception to the rule. Another is that may be bleed into is that your Making Love and its not working, not in the mood, CD is skipping or something so you just start to have Sex instead just to finish off and go to bed. There are of course these and other exceptions but I believe my categorizing system is fairly fool-proof. So next time you tell your buddies or your girlfriends "you had sex" with someone, ask your self what you really did do.
This is my own non-professional amateur opinion so if you disagree, feel free to take your words write them down on a peice of paper and make love to that peice of paper. Oil yourself up, light some candles up and throw that Kenny G tape in and make love to that paper. Now that you know the differences, maybe go take someone special to you and try something new. Try calling your partner a bitch while you're on top of them and see what happens! Or rub one out, which ever works for you at this moment and time. And no, masturbation is masturbation. There is no tiers to that so don't overthink it.
P.S. I was listening to this song on repeat while writing this. This is also the most obscure and weird music video ever...
Hot Chip - 'I Feel Better' from kit face on Vimeo.
The song I used as an example to F**K too. This ain't no baby making music.
MAKEOVER, MAKEOVER!
So the Babe and I went out for internet makeovers this weekend while I was in Toronto. I wanted us to get perms and be a little more "fabulous", but the Babe talked me out of it and told me to go for the more "classic, clean" look. So since she has boobs and pretty much can talk me into anything, I went for it. Our makeover was thanks to my good friend AGM. I think he did a great job so The Babe and I thank you. Make sure if you see him on the streets, flatter him by either giving him a handshake or grabbing a piece of his ass in your palm. Maybe squeeze it a few times and say "nice job." But yeah, just do whatever you like.
As you all may know I have been in Toronto since Friday visiting with friends AGM and Mr. Philip Sterling and its been very, very colourful. A full report of all what transpired here is to come so stay tuned! Anyway, hope you all like the new look and I'm excited, and when I get excited....
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I Want to Direct Music Videos Instead of Star In Them
Rewatched this today. Amazing track and video. Songs like this make me miss DJ'ing. Putting this up for my friend and avid blog followerer AGM . Love ya big guy, and lovin' this. Why can't all music videos that are on TV be this good?
This second video is for me because I'm in love with this track and his others. Wolf Gang is my music pick of the week. Enjoy!
This second video is for me because I'm in love with this track and his others. Wolf Gang is my music pick of the week. Enjoy!
A Moment With A Serious Blob
Ladies and Gentlemen. The Blob and his Babe are back. (Pause for A Moment With A "Serious" Blob) Following a week of posting delay due to the extremely nice weather and other social commitments, I, the Blob have returned to fill that 15minutes of procrastination you all were craving to have. The weather this past week was unreal and rather unprecedented, so I had to cash in. Sitting on patios with friends, enjoying warm walks in jeans, v-necks and an ipod blasting the latest hip jams into my ear drums it was a great last week of March and first week of April. And my excuse for not posting last night for The Blabbing To The Blob Session #2? Well, I was out getting intoxicated for 14hrs so forgive me. For those who know me, you already know that the past week and the weeks ahead will be a life-altering experience. Filled with mystery, surprise, fun, antics and indulgence, they will most definitely leave an ever-lasting impression in my life. I'm sure there will be some dissapointment in there as well, but I intend leave very little room for that. Without going into detail and bore you all, let it be known that I'm about to enter a new chapter in life.
So what does this mean for you readers? Well you can all live it with me via the internet. That's right! you can live vicariously through me! Take this for an example. You always wanted to go to Japan but you have no legs. Well now you can achieve your dream of visiting from the comfort of your chair! I will be partaking in a month long oversea adventure in beautiful Japan. This blog will be home to my online diary of my trip which will include a written acount of my experience, plus the pictures and videos that go along with it. I will be armed with a pen, my Canon SLR, high-def camcorder and a backpack. Sadly, after weeks of trying various dexterity and flexibilty tests, The Babe can't fit into my backpack so she will have to stay behind, but she has been kind enough to lend me her backpack so thanks Babe! Big ups! She will have to maintain the local adventures as I span the globe for my own. Anyhow, this is not for another 3 weeks, but stay tuned! In the meantime there are other adventures to be had such as a trip to visit some of the Blob's dearest friends in Toronto this coming weekend. (You may know one of my friends as a followerer of the blog; AGM. Great guy. huge penis. I accidently saw it once.) So I'm sure a story or two will come from that weekend. In short, the weeks/months ahead are going to be, well, more than interesting and fun! So try and keep up because I'm going to be hot as fire...not a contained fire, we're talking a forest, burn you cottage down to the ground and everyone residing in it, fire! (End of Moment With A "Serious" Blob.)
So since I missed our weekly session last week. I will provide one lucky soul an answer. Only one this week due to time restraints. Sorry I have to make mix cd's for my roadtrip later this week. So here we go. Blabbing to the Blob Session #2 BEGIN!
Hippolovin' from Ottawa, ON asks;
I want to know if hippopotomus's can be pets?
Sure why not! according to this, you can.
Hopefully this video helps you hippolovin' and goodluck with hippo-proofing your apartment/house.
So what does this mean for you readers? Well you can all live it with me via the internet. That's right! you can live vicariously through me! Take this for an example. You always wanted to go to Japan but you have no legs. Well now you can achieve your dream of visiting from the comfort of your chair! I will be partaking in a month long oversea adventure in beautiful Japan. This blog will be home to my online diary of my trip which will include a written acount of my experience, plus the pictures and videos that go along with it. I will be armed with a pen, my Canon SLR, high-def camcorder and a backpack. Sadly, after weeks of trying various dexterity and flexibilty tests, The Babe can't fit into my backpack so she will have to stay behind, but she has been kind enough to lend me her backpack so thanks Babe! Big ups! She will have to maintain the local adventures as I span the globe for my own. Anyhow, this is not for another 3 weeks, but stay tuned! In the meantime there are other adventures to be had such as a trip to visit some of the Blob's dearest friends in Toronto this coming weekend. (You may know one of my friends as a followerer of the blog; AGM. Great guy. huge penis. I accidently saw it once.) So I'm sure a story or two will come from that weekend. In short, the weeks/months ahead are going to be, well, more than interesting and fun! So try and keep up because I'm going to be hot as fire...not a contained fire, we're talking a forest, burn you cottage down to the ground and everyone residing in it, fire! (End of Moment With A "Serious" Blob.)
So since I missed our weekly session last week. I will provide one lucky soul an answer. Only one this week due to time restraints. Sorry I have to make mix cd's for my roadtrip later this week. So here we go. Blabbing to the Blob Session #2 BEGIN!
Hippolovin' from Ottawa, ON asks;
I want to know if hippopotomus's can be pets?
Sure why not! according to this, you can.
Hopefully this video helps you hippolovin' and goodluck with hippo-proofing your apartment/house.
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