Where you can read the relatively rational ramblings of a silly half-monkey, half-boy. This freak of nature is named Joel. He also responds to the name 'Bart Wang'.

Sunday, December 29, 2002

Another long day... I woke up bloody early (9AM) to meet Dave & Melody Blondel, friends who reside in Peterborough - home of 1000 Foot Krutch! Wow! I wonder if that's the reason I never go there to visit... Anyhow, Dave & Mel are swell. They bought me my first belt buckle. It's snazzy. I'm so badass now - finally! I think the food made me sick. Don't have breakfast at Joey's Only Seafood. Yeah, I know, it seems pretty damn obvious by thinking about it but Dave said it was good. Not only was he late, I think he might have been wrong too.
Belly and I hit up the Quizno's. Seriously, I don't know how I lived this long without that place. Round trip, it's 78 kilometres for one freakin' sandwich, and well worth every penny of gas. Then we played some video games (Legends Of Wrestling 2, Spiderman) and Belly fell asleep. He has this crazy thing where he falls asleep, then when he wakes up, he is convinced he's always been awake. He started sawing logs, as he always does, and I woke him up. He responded by telling me that he WAS awake and when I told him he was asleep and snoring, he told me he wasn't snoring, like he always does. I guess I've betrayed his trust in the past because whenever I tell him he was snoring, he doesn't believe me. Not just me, but anyone! "Hmmm, who should I trust? All the people around me or myself, though I was just sleeping and unconscious? Definitely myself."
Well, I suppose I should go to bed. I'm planning on wearing some new threads to church in the morning. My new belt with new, previously referenced buckle, as well as my sweet t-shirt that Jeff Timko got me for my birthday (which was in April, but it took until the other day to find something worthy of a present, according to Jeff). It was worth the wait. A t-shirt with Jon Belanger on it, circa 1990 - caption, "What A Cutie!" Damn, I'm gonna be lookin' fly.

Tuesday, December 24, 2002

Merry Christmas. I hope you all enjoy your time with your respective families or doing whatever it is you want to do. Don't do things just because you're expected to or because that's what has always been done. Remember what the holiday is for - Jesus' birth. Sure, it was actually spring when He was born, and we don't know the actual date. It's just a symbol. The fact is, God came to earth in human form. That's what 'Emmanuel' means - 'God with us'. Thanks, God.
"He grew up lbefore him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground. He had no beauty or majest to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering. Like one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely he took up our infirmities and carried our sorrows, yet we considered him stricken by God, smitten by him, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed." (Isaiah 53:2-5)

"And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Saviour has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger." Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host apearred with the angel, praising God and saying, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favour rests." (Luke 2:8-14)

Monday, December 23, 2002

I'm sick and tired. That's all. Sick AND tired. Work was brutal. I had little-to-no energy all day. Thank goodness tomorrow is only a half day. Pheew. I just finished holidays and I'm ready for more. Blech. Why is that? I know how nice it is not to work but after I go back from vacation it's like I forgot. Then I remember. I wish I didn't remember. Retirement looks SO sweet right now. Maybe not retirement, completely, but something less stressful.
I got two presents in the mail today. Woo hoo! Jon Belanger (AKA Baloneyhead, Professor Fart) sent me a lovely card and - ta dah! - Quizno's gift certificates!! Woo hoo! Thanks Jon! Then my friend Michelle Grunert in Vancouver sent me some great pictures from our trip down the coast (unlike me, her pictures are centred and pretty) and an album by the band p:ano. It's excellent. I love it. Thanks Michelle!
Well, it's almost 9PM. Now it is 9PM. I won an auction on eBay for two Rosie Thomas EPs. I'm excited. I've only got the full-length and it kicks ass. It's time to wash my face and go to sleep. I need my energy for 3 hours of work tomorrow. I'm praying I stumble across it in the morning.

Saturday, December 21, 2002

Did you watch the Fat Albert Christmas special tonight? It was great! They actually kept it true to the original show (funky music, laugh track, plain animation, no computer crap).
I'm trying to change the template of my blog so that I can include links off to the side. That's why I'm posting this lame crap. Here's hoping it works!

Friday, December 20, 2002

Last words before I head over to Belly's house to kick some computer-generated ass on Bond 007. I finished watching 'Run Lola Run' yesterday and it was amazing. Haven't enjoyed a movie that much in a long time. You definitely need to see it. Lemme know if you want to borrow it.
Thanks to my co-worker and friend, Ricky, I picked up the Back To The Future trilogy on DVD. He gave me a gift certificate for our 'secret Santa' game at work. I can't wait to watch Marty and Doc again.
Christmas Day will find me, watching the new Lord Of The Rings movie with Cal and Soo. Before that, tomorrow, December 21st, features the new Fat Albert Christmas special on NBC at 8PM. Don't miss it - hey hey hey!

I went to the Royal Ontario Museum today with Melanie. It was pretty interesting. There was that whole damned 'ancient Chinese art' exhibit (possibly the most boring exhibit I have ever seen). I really wanted to see the exhibit on the Underground Railroad but it was only a 20 minute movie - nothing else. The ossuary believed by some to be that of James (Jesus' brother) was there too. Very interesting.
The politics in that place are incredible. They noted that not everyone believes Jesus had full blood siblings (in order not to offend the Orthodox or Catholics). However, they also promoted evolution as the truth of the universe's origins. Now, like Forrest Gump said, "I'm not a smart man, Jenny," but I know at least a little about the fossil record and the alleged 'proof' of evolution. The Museum continues to promote the theory of gradual evolution, a position that most evolutionists have abandoned. Why? Because the fossil record does not demonstrate gradual evolution. Mark Ridley of Oxford University said, "...a lot of people just don't know what evidence the theory of evolution stands upon. They think that the main evidence is the gradual descent of one species from another in the fossil record... In any case, no real evolutionist, whether gradualist or punctuationist, uses the fossil record as evidence in favour of the theory of evolution as opposed to special creation" (New Scientist, June/81, p.831). Melanie and I noticed that there was no disclaimer that not everyone believes in the theory of evolution. I guess my position is not important enough to acknowledge. Wacky. Oh well...

Thursday, December 19, 2002

I'm more than halfway through the German movie, 'Run Lola Run'. If you haven't seen it, I encourage you to do so. It's really great so far. Wow, that makes two foreign movies that I really like (the other being the amazing 'Amelie'). What's happening to me? I'm, like, becoming cultured, or something. Mad props to Bill Power for bringing this movie to my attention.
"She hates Texas, she plays the drums. Wants to run like Lola runs." ('Vivaladel' by Blenderhead)

Yeah, so it's late. It was Melanie's birthday yesterday (since it is now 1:03AM, contrary to the listed Pacific Coast time). We went to the Mongolian Grill. Egads, that's the best food in the world. Happy 25th birthday, Melanie!
Now it's time for sleepy. I have managed not to get a good night sleep this whole week of holidays. Shame on me. Bloody hell...

Ok, kids, welcome to my blogger. What is a blogger, you ask? You're probably thinking, 'Hey, that's pretty close to 'booger', are they similar in any way?' Only in that both are personal to the owner (or should be, anyhow). This is my online journal. Imagine you found my diary, in which I talk about my day, my plans for the weekend, the boys I think are cute. You'd want to read it but you shouldn't. Here is where I let you read it. Enjoy! Check back often.

Ok, this fucking sucks! I keep typing shit in and it's fucking unable to fucking post. Dammit! I hate the fucking Internet. Oh, I'm sorry, Internet, I take that back. I'm such a jerk. Haha.
Wow, where'd that come from? Frustration, my friends, that's where.