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sometimes it's hard to get out of bed in the morning
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or a review with your boss that you aren't looking forward to having
it might be really dark & cold outside and you bed is the only warm place in your whole house
you might be heartbroken and the only option is to hide from it
maybe you ran out of coffee yesterday
or have a report you didn't write that's due
you might be over-tired
under-rested
sick
or depressed
but just remember
even after destroying any (very) slim chance he might have had at winning the GOP presidential nomination
Rick Perry still has to get out of bed in the morning
so suck it up.
know what makes me sad?
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no matter what I do with my life
the cool shit I might accomplish, the people I might meet, the things I might see
I'll never be as cool ad Carl Sagan
I will never impact people like he did
I can't change lives like that
he brought science and scientific understanding to millions of non-scientists
in a truly meaningful, thoughtful way
wrote some hugely influential books
created one of the best tv shows ever "Carl Sagan's Cosmos"
the thing, I think, that I love most about him
is how much he believed in the human race
how much potential he saw in our species
how far he thought we could go.
today is Carl Sagan Day
so take a second and think about the universe
your place it in
and try to prove someone who believed that we can do truly great things
right.
sometimes you just have to know when to quit
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that you can't just describe
because words don't do it justice.
and when you come upon that shining gem
that diamond in the rough
in the vast wasteland that is The Internet
you need to know
that it's time to go to bed
because
you just can't top this find tonight
Concerts and You: Your Guide to Not Being a Jackass
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We've all gone to concerts and there's that person. The idiot who keeps yelling, over and over, over the song lyrics, instrumental pauses, and worst of all over the artist when they're speaking. There always seems to be one of there ignorant idiots at every concert, and in the hope of educating someone who might unintentionally be one of these people, here are some helpful tips for being a concertgoer:Don't get wasted before the concert
There's nothing wrong with getting a good Concert Drunk on, I can admit to that. Before the Matt Good concert this evening we went out for dinner and drinks with friends and I had a few at the venue, but I had the good sense to keep my mouth shut because I'm not the only one trying to enjoy the concert. If having a few beers helps you enjoy the music, go for it, I totally understand. But limit yourself to an amount that won't make you an annoying ass to everyone else around you. You're not at a Canad Inns bar, when you yell unfortunately everyone can hear you. And that's what it really boils down to...
Nobody except you cares what you think
Especially not the artist performing.
That's not to say that they don't appreciate that you paid for tickets, bought their merch, etc, but for fuck's sake they're performing and earning a living playing a show for you and you can't respect them enough to keep your mouth shut? Seriously, the people performing put a lot of thought, time and effort into selecting a set list that they felt would best suit the tour, and you have the gall to shout out (over and over) that you think they should play such-and-such a song? Screw you. How about you go out, spend a bunch of time recording, touring and promoting your music and then see how it makes you feel when some drunk ignoramus won't stop shouting at you during one of your shows. Have some respect.
Don't yell over the artist
I've been to multiple shows where the artist comes out, performs a set with no interaction with the audience, and then leaves. It's nowhere as good as a set where the artist has clearly taken the time to get to know the city/town/audience they're playing for, but ultimately it's their choice to do so or not. If an artist is taking the time to engage and interact with the crowd then be respectful of what they have to say and don't try to yell over them or drown them out with your stupid opinions. Because you know what? People paid to hear the artist speak/sing, not you. So shut up.
Don't get mad at the musician if they don't want to meet you
If they don't want to meet with the audience afterwards, that's their choice. They've been touring for weeks (sometimes months), just played a live show for you, gave you their all and if they aren't feeling up to sitting around and singing merch for whatever reason it's their prerogative to do so. Maybe they don't want to get sick from shaking hands, maybe they don't have the right setup at the venue for that kind of fan interaction, or maybe they're just tired, but ultimately it's their choice.
You don't sound as cool as you think
Antagonizing and yelling at the performer while they're speaking? Really? I can't understand people that do this. I get that maybe it's that they need to feel special by getting the artist to respond to their repeated cries for attention, but that just makes you look like a needy asshole and not a respectful (adult) fan. And if your friends are supporting/high-fiving you? They're bigger dickheads than you are and I can't help you, because any good friend would tell you to stfu, get over yourself, and let other people enjoy the concert.
And ultimately...
It's not about you
Sure you paid for a ticket, but in addition to you at the venue there's the other people who paid good money to hear an artist they enjoy perform, and there's the artist (and/or their touring band) who spent time organizing the tour, picking a set list, rehearsing, and performing to you. There's so much more to a concert than your ass occupying at seat, and maybe next time you would do better to try and remember that. Your enjoyment is important, but every other person attending the concert feels the same way about their experience, so maybe start thinking about other people once and a while before shooting your mouth off.
Believe me: nobody enjoys hearing your drunken slurring voice as much as you do.
So take this to heart. I'm sure it sucks to have someone from The Internet tell you that you're being a dickhead in public (and if you were the guy who liked Whispers In The Dark tonight, or any of his obese obnoxious female entourage I mean you), but at least someone (not your bromance high-fiving friends) has the gall to tell you you're being a selfish ass in a crowd of a few hundred people.
Next time just do us all a favour and stay at home and drunkenly sing along to the same YouTube video over and over instead, because that's obviously what you would prefer from a live show anyway. Idiot.
Welcome to Winter
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Truth be told I actually love Winter.
Maybe not the -40 days (definitely not), but I always feel a bit giddy when we get our first snowfall. There's something wonderful about Winter that I can't help but fall in love with every year.
Hip Hop #21 introducing: Chap Hop
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Wikipedia defines Chap Hop as: "a variety of music originating from England that mixes the hip hop genre with elements from the steampunk subculture and stereotypical English obsessions such as cricket, tea and the weather.
Two leading exponents of the genre are Professor Elemental
and Mr. B The Gentleman Rhymer."
Who both happen to be in a feud with each other.
Of course.
On a dreary, grey Sunday this seems extremely apropos.
Happy
(shout out to all my Daylight Savings Time homies, enjoy the extra hour!)
it's 1am (ish) and I'm home alone and it's weird
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tonight Tyrone is doing some VJ stuff at a Bassface show and between Halloween last weekend and my birthday/Amber & Connor's wedding next weekend I decided to "take it easy" which meant not going to the Bassface show but hanging out with Colin, Rhonda, Kevin and a few of Colin's friends and making terrible jokes all night and eating potato chips and drinking beer all evening. I was half-cut by 9:30 and I don't even know when the last time that happened, maybe when I was in my teens?
Basically the reason I didn't go to Bassface (even though Stickybuds is awesome) is because it's at the bar which (I think) used to be Dylan's on Pembina and then became an AWFUL strip club and from what I understand is now another bar where this event is being held. bottom line is that since it's not somewhere I can easily escape and go home from if I get bored/tired/hungry/lazy/etc it's nowhere I want to be going. that sounds horrible but if you ever looked at the bus route from my place to where this party is and saw the hassle it is to get there/back you'd understand.
so as a result I hung out as Colin's all night and made fun of his friend Kelvin who I referred to as Sweatpants who had awesome taste in tv and we had some sort of football (US college? no idea) on in the background and we made fun of it occasionally.
last night Tyrone took me to Segovia for dinner and here is what we had:
oysters and a glass of white wine each
the charcuterie board
seared scallops, seared leeks and mushrooms
horse with quail eggs and salmon roe
rabbit with manchengo polenta & maple serano ham
a slice of pecan pie with ice cream
a bottle of red wine
two americanos
the entire experience was amazing and I was still in a food coma until early today. we only go to Segovia (maybe) once a year and so we clearly go all out. I still can't believe I ate horse. I thought of Epona the whole time (n3rd)
it's weird how you don't notice how used to someone you are until they're not around. I keep expecting Tyrone to come in and harass me while I'm writing this and he isn't and while that's not bad per-se it's different and I miss it.
Tyrone if you read this when you get home there's leftover pizza in the oven and leftover beer/pop in the fridge. See you tomorrow morning <3
Dear Tyrone
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today is our two-year anniversary and there are some things I want to say to you:
I'm sorry about all the stupid things I do. like the time I got drunk & fell off my bike and yelled at you and accidentally locked you out of the apartment and then fell out of bed (awesome story!). for being a sore loser when we play Mario Kart and I suck. for sometimes brushing my teeth when you're in the shower (oops). for wine blackouts. for being impatient. for touching your toenails because I know you don't like it. for not always remembering to read the expiration dates. for not being a morning person. for liking really awful kitschy garbage. for wearing your fuzzy socks when my feet get cold. and for pewts.
thank you for putting up with my clicky thumbs (I'm sorry! really!). for making me coffee and breakfast every morning. for telling me that the amount of belly button lint you have in your belly button is directly proportional to how much you love me that day. for teaching me to cook. for encouraging me to n3rd out hard and play video games all day. for IKEA. for holding me when I cry. for cracking my toes. for turning me into an Apple fangirl. for buying me flowers. for making me laugh till I fall over. for being honest when I ask you if my outfit makes me look fat. for always letting me pick the music. for understanding that I DO need two closets and most of our dresser for all my clothes & shoes. for pyaws and bwehs. for PD hits. and for (you know).
I think you're an absolutely wonderful person and every day with you is amazing.
I love you.
