From the non-stop awesome that is someecards.com

Me (while skating this afternoon)

" I love skating! I miss it, I should skate more often...[fall hard, flat on my ass].... I hate skating, I never want to skate again."

"...people inclined to comment from the anonymity of a keyboard tend to have opinions they're ashamed of expressing as real face-to-face people."

I have three new media-related pet peeves. I thought I’d share them with you, because what’s the point of having a blog if I don’t use it to force my opinions upon the world?

The first is the weather. Or rather, the way the weather is reported as if it’s never happened before. Snow in Atlantic Canada! Snow in Russia and Alaska! Deep Freeze in the Prairies! Will wonders never cease? There’s a reason most awkward elevator small talk is about the weather: it’s one of the few things otherwise disparate people have in common. We all see, think about, and are affected by the weather every single day. I mean, the snowmageddon thing in Alaska is cool, but does every single snowfall in every major population center have to be a separate news story? I mean, I live here and I don’t care that we’re bracing for a storm. It’s WINTER it’s going to SNOW and RAIN. That’s what “winter” means here. If it was, say, July and we were bracing for snow that would be something different. If it was February and Alaska was going through a humidexmageddon, that would be a story. But the weather doing what it’s supposed to do when it’s supposed to do it is just assumed. It does not require constant coverage. 

Holy carp! Snow at high elevations! The people need to know!

I love each and every person that actually gave money to the Stephen Colbert Super Pac. You are all awesome.

YES.

(via Oz)

I love the illiterate foreigners dig.

Old content I never got around to posting

Sorry, y'all. Until I find more videos of baby animals being awesomely adorable, this is the best I can do.

If you think this is intense scrutiny, you should never watch Sharktopus with me.

Me: I finally saw the 1983 The Thing. It was really good. The special effects must have been really great for the time. I don't think they hold up that well, but it's still effectively gross when it's trying to be. I like that the alien is something different each time you see it.  I'm really confused about its biology though. I think I need to watch it again or read the source material. As I understand, the virus infects something and either takes it over, or replicates it from the inside? If its goal is to replicate humans and remain undetected, why does it keep bursting out of people? And when it bursts out of, say a human, why does it have other animal features if it was the human it replicated? And at times it seemed like it needed to eat the subject to replicate it. Is that how it works?  Also, does the virus recognize other infected people?  

Hermano: I think you're putting entirely too much thought into this movie.  I'm fairly certain, without ever having talked to him about it to verify, that John Carpenter's primary goal was not to make a film that would stand up to intense scrutiny by biologists.  I think he mostly wanted to make a thriller that would make people shit their pants.


(At least I'm not this guy). 

Who's a big, scary bear?! You're a big, scary bear! Yes you are!

When this guy attacks, you die from unbearable (ha!) cuteness, not a head wound and subsequent blood loss.

You can't win

This year I resolve to make no New Year's resolutions.

Crap. Instant failure.

Me Listening to the News This Morning

Announcer: "...Canada lost the World Juniors semifinal to Russia..."
Me: "[gut-punch-like "Ohhh" sound]"

Announcer: "...front-runner of the Iowa caucus is Mit Romney..."
Me: "[gut-punch-like "Ohhh" sound]...which one is that again?"

As an aside, kudos to Edmonton for not going all smashy-smashy, stabby-stabby over the hockey loss. In the Fail Safe-like future I envision for us, when we have to decide which of our cities to sacrifice for the greater good, I think this will count in Edmonton's favour. Sorry, Vancouver.

Belated Birthday Shout Out to Kimmy

Happy Birthday Kimmy!

This 9-year-old picture was the oldest picture of us I could find on my hard drive. We look cold. I must have some more on my old external hard drive, but that's in storage.  However, you're the unofficial archivist, so I'll trust that you've got all the really old pictures of us.

Anway, I hope you're feeling better and that we get time to hang out in 2012.