I know there are bloggers out there who write about their personal relationships (friendships, dates, etc) on-line. That's kind of ballsy, I guess. You take a real risk of upsetting someone that way... but at the same time, I guess it really makes you honest, as your words are out there and you have to stand behind them if someone calls you on it.
I, quite frankly, like to keep my private stuff in private land where my privates reside... wait, that doesn't sound right.
Don't be silly, protect your willy.
There, that sounds better.

who is Graig Kent at 5:08 PM?

drudgery
Hrm... I get stuck in this basement sometimes... not that it's a totally bad thing, but I think perhaps I intentionally just let the world pass me buy when I'm down here.
Toronto had this thing called the Fringe Festival this past week, a bunch of atypical plays and live skits (including Cobra: the Musical), and I just let it all go by.
I looked, briefly, at the program in Now Weekly and was overwhelmed, so I ignored it all. (I tend to do that when I'm overwhelmed.. ignoring it... whether it be with theatre events, women, or a stick of Juicy Fruit).
I think, perhaps I need someone to show me an alternative to my regular rotation of recreations and interests (not that I don't love them, but new things are cool too)... someone of the female persuasion perhaps?

Which leads me to my Pathos Letter of the Week (pity me)
A friend of mine sent me this:
Suggestion: Maybe this is none of my BEESWAX..but, from an excerpt on your page, you mentioned you have not dated much since your chivalrous move to Toronto?! A lot of my girlfirends and guy friends who have lived here all their lives have the same challenge...
...A lot of my friends have dated, met new friends or found a potential partner on the net! It works...believe me!
Why not try it? www.lavalife.com or www.americansingles.com

Hrm. I dunno.
I still see searching for someone via the personals/internet as being a little, ummm, desperate. It's kinda like the last ditch effort, or the pussy's alternative to actually meeting people face-to-face and deciding whether they like them or not.
Sure I've met a lot of people who have gotten my hopes up but never called, but I'm not really in a position or desire right now to actively look for a relationship, not to mention what it does to my currently nonexistent pocketbook (hey, I like to treat my ladyfriends right), as well, it's a heavy investment, a relationship, and not one that I'm sure I'm ready to jump into.
When you meet someone at a concert or outside a bar in line, you know, it doesn't really mean anything right away. You don't know if the other person is looking for someone, but if you like them, hey, maybe you can at least be friends and hang out. Whereas if you meet someone on the net, it's like, "hey, let's have a relationship already!" And, yeah, no!

Which leads me to another thing. I was doing those stupid quizzes on Emode.com the other day, and a little side message said that 60% of people would move to a different country for love?
Now what I want to know is would they move in hopes of love or would they move with love.
To be less obtuce, let's say I was in a relationship and my girlfriend moved to France, would I go? If I loved her, sure.
Let's say I met a girl from Tokyo as she visited Toronto for a week or two, and we hung out lots, perhaps made out a few times, and I really liked her. Would I go to Tokyo to be with her? Erm, probably not, it'd have to seem like the perfect thing.
Let's say I met someone over the internet in Cairo, and really liked them. Would I move. No.
Now, finally, if I met a girl from Australia or England, would I use them as an excuse just to go there? Of course.

Shitesticks, I should get back to work.

who is Graig Kent at 2:34 PM?

song of the day
in pending of their impending new album release This Is It Here We Go (does that make any sense at all???) I present to you some old material:
Local Rabbits: High School Hierarchy

I had a strizzoke in my brizzane so I don't move all good
For all you Aqua Teen Hunger Force fans out there, I found a great site, ATHF.com with tonnes of ATHF info (such as how the show is made, episode edits, etc), strange new material (Cooking with Dr. Weird's), news, and coming soon, games.
Not very pretty but very intensive.

who is Graig Kent at 11:43 AM?

Also released today was a measly little silverfish.

in other news
MISSING
In what has become an almost regular occurance, the spider known as Gringo Starr, aka, "The Spider Behind My Toilet" has disappeared again.
We tried to reach Gringo Starr for comment, but we're stupid and forgot he had disappeared.

who is Graig Kent at 6:01 PM?

spider links:
Spiders at Ojibway: eww, pictures
Arachnology Online: eww, learning
Learning about spiders
Urban Entomology

who is Graig Kent at 10:37 PM?

I've officially lost it
I'm cooking chicken.
Marinated in fruit punch.
Really.

I'm addicted to Carl
Do not ask why, but I'm playing strip poker with Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force.
I said don't ask.

who is Graig Kent at 7:04 PM?

the bad:
those stupid questionnaires at www.emode.com
(what I learned: I have a skydiver personality [sure, okay], I have an emotional IQ of 128 [whatever that means], Catherine Zeta-Jones is my celebrity match [oooh, that's not bad... and entirely realistic too], my ideal woman is the girl-next-door [unfortunately there is no girl nextdoor, just some married old lady, and that don't seem right], my "right job" will allow me to be creative [oh, no shit!], my greatest emotional strength is expression [as in "fuck you and your stupid quizzes"], my sexual partner is a type 8 [eh? I'm type B-... do we mesh?], and I waste too much time [this was a self analysis after spending an hour doing stupid quizzes which told me nothing]).

the total bad:
stupid dating shows on tv. Yeah, cause going out on a date is easy enough without having a camera in your face all the time.
Or, lets set up two couples, and have them switch in the middle of the evening... cause that's so how it works in real life....
and I waste too much time (this was a self analysis after spending four minutes watching a stupid dating show).

who is Graig Kent at 5:37 PM?

I'm sure there was more, but I'm blocking it all right now.

who is Graig Kent at 1:23 PM?

song of the day
Hey, it's wednesday, so this makes sense:
Governor Bolts: Wednesday
From Low Pressure: the Compilation (yes, it's a compilation, of Canadian Hip-hop artists to boot, and, whoa, there are actually TALENTED Canadian hip-hop artists... who knew?)
More preview tracks of this stellar comp are available here.

who is Graig Kent at 1:51 PM?

I swear I must be running a spider halfway house here as, yes, there's another one.
And I just released Gringo Starr 3:Rise of the Machines a few hours ago.
Jesus.
I'm guess that when Gringo took off the first time he was at a little dive spider joint having some drinks, too many drinks, and blabbing to all the wrong peeps about this "sweet abode" he's got at Graig's.
Word got around, about this lodging in which the "big bi-peds" leave you alone, and voila, Gringo Starr is now being challenged on a daily basis... a case of territorial pissing, 8-legged style.
This new one, the spider beside the sink, must have been there since I went out, because there's a whole bunch of threads kicking around there beside the sink... well, don't get comfortable buddy, because at the first sign of trouble you're in the jar!
I call this one Ivan Drago (yes, no more Gringo sequels... Ivan Drago is the bad guy from Rocky IV, FYI)
Anywho Ivan... don't piss me off!

thirty seconds later
Ivan's in jail. You don't want to know the charges... he will spend a night in the tank, and will be released in the morning.

who is Graig Kent at 9:53 PM?

Some spiders may have been harmed in the making of this blog

who is Graig Kent at 1:46 AM?

Actually, Gringo 1 aint looking too good in his cocoon there. Gringo 3 is perhaps "waiting it out" in the corner. Could Gringo 1 be poisoned?

who is Graig Kent at 1:23 AM?

Then again there is the possibility that this is another Gringo, Gringo Starr 3: Rise of the Machines.
We shall see.

who is Graig Kent at 7:03 PM?

Yes. TV people are stupid. Why? 'Cause TV watchers are stupid. I insult the world, I am man!
No, seriously... if anyone has an explanation for inappropriate subtitling, let me know. Or if you have other examples of inappropriate subtitling, pass it on.


who is Graig Kent at 12:32 PM?

song o' th'day
Mean Red Spiders: Grace
Dronology at it's finest... and hey! Spiders!

who is Graig Kent at 10:02 AM?

Otherwise, Black Hawk Down was a fine film, eliminating the cheesy interpersonal dramas and altruism that bog down partriotic tripe like Pearl Harbour or Windtalkers (both of which I refuse to see, so yes, I'm being prejudgemental), being, instead, relentless, gritty, and taxing, as any good war film should be.

who is Graig Kent at 11:23 PM?

Things I realized
while at the SoCult show:
1)Toronto can be just as redneck-y as Thunder Bay
2)If someone were to throw fried chicken at me, I would duck (and I did, repeatedly, although I caught the empty bucket.. does that mean I get married next?)
3)Some guys are ass men, some guys are breast men, some guys are leg men, me: I'm a neck man. And Mary Huff (bassist and vocals for SCOTS) has one sexy neck.
Apparently this is a Japanese cultural thing as well.
4)As a newly discovered neck man, I really like it when girls wear their hair up, or in a pony tail, in such a fashion that it exposes the back of the neck. And I really dug Mary's pink beehive wig. It matched her shirt.
5)I'm not a fan of crowds, or crowding. I like my space (it's the close proximity/touching/stepping on toes thing)
6)I have a very odd sense of rhythm
7)Sometimes I stop paying attention to the music, and to everyone around me and just wind up staring off in my own little world where my body's moving but nothing's going on upstairs.
8)I can be unreceptive to girls attempts to hit on me when I want to (rather than just be oblivious, which I normally am)

who is Graig Kent at 2:39 AM?