Dear lord, I'm turning twenty-seven... wha' happened?
That's never going to get tired (if you havn't seen A Mighty Wind yet... go go go).

Yea, I'm hitting that age... the age of Gary and the age of Lala, both of whom are as thankfully juvenile and fun loving, but also mature and serious when need be as I. They, they are the ones who give me hope, yea, hope for the future. Whatever.
I'm zonked.

I caught a new episode of Harvey Birdman this week where Harv was wrongfully convicted of killing one of them Warner Bros dogs in a photocopy machine whilst he was trying to copy his buttocks (heh)... then his appeals were all denied, he married Magilla Gorilla (his bunkmate) and he was finally sentenced to the electric chair, where, when the switch was thrown, streamers, confetti, and a sign saying happy 40th Harvy came down. It was all a practical joke... for five years.
You laugh now.
I hate birthdays.

So tonight as the start of my birthday celebration I egged Emma on to go to the ever-cool (and ever-neglected-by-me-since-Gary-fled-town) Dipamos Barbeque.
Doug from Dipamo's stops by to catch up with what was once the Spider Behind My Toilet (now Trepanning you know and love) from time to time, and he did so last week, which planted the seed in my head to make my way back up Eglington way to get me some 14hour slow-cooked Q (as we say it in the 'Hill, Forest Hill).
Oh, it's been 5 hours since then and I'm still full.
What do you say but Daaaayum!!
And they have AWESOME milkshakes now.

After Dipamos I wanted to treat myself to some DVD shopping up at Y&E (yonge and eglington, aka, young and eligable, aka yuppie and egregious)'s "cool district (consisting of Ed's Record World and BMV - Books Magazines Videos... that's it, two cool stores) to pick up Adaptation on DVD. But to my disappointment, it's a Superbit release.
I was then tempted by the 1984-meets-Matrixesque Christian Bale flick Equilibrium as well as the Luc Besson Produced The Transporter, but I opted instead for the used section, snagging About A Boy and Insomnia (completing my Christopher Nolan collection after nabbing the criminally unknown Following in my cd exchange last week)

I also picked up a copy of Watership Down on video for emma, as well as a little tacky something to pop in with the remainder of Lala's gift (which she probably won't be getting tomorrow in full, unless I get up early).

Mom and Granma kicked off my birthday weekend with... bumpbumpbumpbaa, Lottery Tickets (which have become a family tradition - on both sides - when sending a greeting card)... sorry to say I'm not a thousandaire or even a hundredaire (Gary, where that link... too many WWTBAH links on Google that appropriated your concept of ripping off WWTBAMillionaire cum small).

I already got my bike (thanks to lovely emma) and I'm going to get a custom Push bag that you'll have to wait until I get it to see it to believe it... it's going to put the Blogger Bag to shame..heh.. or to the closet at least.

Sunday, I think I'm going to have a bike ride. And a bath, reading "Confess, Fletch" (these Fletch novels are addictive). And I'm going to prepare for my new site update for my one year "blogiversary" (I coined the term, you heard it here first, unless someone else makes it up independant of me) thanks to Carla.

Oh, and chocolate donuts for breakfast? and other things I didn't buy today. -- a big list.

And now, I tired.
I retire.

Gigi found a birdie
who fell from his nest
and now it lives in a bucket
well, it did, actually, but now it lives in a cat kennel
she's using the internet to teach her how to be it's mama
this birdie is very receptive to human stimulous
it likes to be in your hair
it also likes to poop
Gigi named it Buzz
after Buzz Lightyear
because it doesn't fly
it falls, with style
Buzz looks very much like a Skeksie from the Dark Crystal
with baby feathers sticking out everywhere
and a particular way of moving
it's kinda cute
until it poops on you
because that what birds do
but they also call and respond
just keep it away from the cat
Gigi says it's getting kind of annoying now
and she wants it to learn to fly
so it will fly away

These two images from chud.com are proof that Guillermo Del Toro will NOT be screwing up the Hellboy Movie

(the only thing missing from this picture is a digitally inserted 6-year-old Hellboy in the center, oh, and I guess removing the guy in the blue hoodie in the background.. jeez)

(the two bad guys, Kroenen and Rasputin, look at the lighting... brilliant!)

(thanks to gary for the link)

You eat cats, you get SARS
so don't eat cats, goddammit!

The Hire is now available on DVD!!!
I was supposed to get an email letting me know.
Oh well.

(Psst. If you were thinking of getting me a bike, don't. I already got one. Thanks Em, you're the bestest...)

And, according to Mssr. Eggnog Space Ghost: Coast To Coast (SG:C2C) is coming to dvd...

I'm sorry, I just wet myself.

Miss Carla of the newly renamed (and redesigned) Floatation Device has had a birthday, beating me to the punch by 7 days...
yes. Happy birthday to my philipino twin (aka gemini) sister.
For my birthday, I'm helping Miss Thang move, along with Miss Josie and Miss Emma

To meet up with Carla for birthday festivities, we went to see Spellbound, the Oscar nominated documentary on the US National Spelling Bee.. (a monkey review to come) and then for social misgivings at Paupers pub.

The complete downside was being physically fatigued from running around Toronto trying to complete Mssr. Rannie's (the real Rannie, not the fake one) photo scavenger hunt with Mssr. Jeremy as partnerino. The hunt took us from City hall to Union Staion to Harbourfront to Chinatown to Queen's Park to Cabbagetown to Yorkville, and supposedly we were also supposed to make it to High Park, Bloor West Village, and the end of a subway line... riiight.
The fact that Mello Yello did its dirty doings (just stay away from that pop, kids, this is your last warning) once again... eugh... let's just say it wasn't pretty.
Anyway, I recouped enough to stay awake during the film, and hang out at the Paupers' dart board for a bit, but I was whooped and had to head home...
The photo results from my lomo tour de toronto will be posted after payday.

queenwest.ca is launched.

As if one guy who already has this, that and the other blog really needs two more blogs, plus the dozens of webpages I already have to ignore.

Whoosh.