i feel the need to blog. don't know why. i should really be asleep and i know i could fall asleep if i just went upstairs. strange.

i know, i know. ben stiller movies tend to be great as trailers and leave you a little disappointed when you see the movie. still, the trailer for dodgeball, the movie made me cry

thats right! you pay for service and dammit, it better be good service!

i don't know what it is but i cannot get myself over the rap/hip hop thing. i am about as culturally devoid as you can get. i mean, about 6 generations back is african american, and around then same era is first nations but other than those two individual people, my family is (as veela has pointed out in the past) one part white anglo and one part saxon protestant. wasp is as wasp does. so why the intense favouritism towards hip hop?

it started with the fat boys way back in about grade 7. went through the years to beasties, run dmc, public enemy and krs-one/bdp (thank you ryan clow!) in early high school, maestro when he was still fresh wes, digital underground, bell biv devoe, das efx, black sheep (thats your fault gard), through to college where anything and everything i could get my hands on. today i am married with a 4 year old and a 1 year old and its tupac, swollen members, ludacris and eminem. what the hell? should 30 year olds be listening to eminem?

ok, now the story. i went back home this past week due to the passing of a very close uncle. very tragic. 44 years old, both colon cancer and leukemia led to a coma and brain damage. the whole week seemed very surreal and to top it of, i went back to one of my best friends hunting camps to hang out and get back in touch with people who mean a lot to me. as i walked in, it felt like someone had handpicked the audience. the following list is the people there and the period of my life they represent.
my best friend and his family, they represent basically my entire life. they are my other family.
les and shirley. they are the older friends of my parents who knew me all my life. i am friends with their daughter.
jim. he is a younger friend of my parents. if les and shirley are the older wiser adults who i looked up to and respected, jim would be the younger partying guy who i thought was closer to my age and could talk to about anything. yes, anything.
lyle. he knew my parents when i was a baby. he would represent my parents youth and would give me a glimpse into what they were like at a younger age.
jeff and brad. these guys i went to high school with. my younger and more carefree days.
lisa. this was a girl who i knew in my first year of college. her and two of her friends (still high school age at the time mind you) kept trying to hang out with me and my two friends, basically because i had my own apartment and it was their place to hang out with college boys. the unfortunate part about that is that my apartment got used and i never did. hmpf.

so all these people are in a hunting camp, one i helped build in fact and the whole night i sat there trying to figure out if this was some sort of cosmic message or just weird that all of these people from different periods in my life actually knew each other. very strange indeed.

this one is particularly for veela. its all about pet names for significant others

i almost hit the 2 month mark for inactivity. i was going for it but i found a couple of interesting links and a personal story that had to be blogged.