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Sorry!

The video for this seems to have been taken down and I can't find another source for it.
If you're reading this from Google reader (or whatever else you may be using) there is no actual post now.

I've had to scrap it.

Especially The 'Falling Down' Part

This kid reminds me of... ME!
That is, after about 3 or 4 shots of tequila!




Have a good weekend ya'll! It's supposed to be a nice one.

The Mighty Van Halen

I loves me the Van Halen!

I didn't go see them on tour with David Lee Roth this last time around, because I'm a little pissed that they dropped Michael Anthony from the band and replaced him with Eddie's son, Wolfgang.

Not that I think Wolfie can't play, but it's not the same Van Halen, and it's not fair to Mike.

I heard they put on a heck of a show though, and Diamond Dave is still on top of his game (albeit not as acrobatic on stage).

I'm hoping to find a concert bootleg floating around from the recent tour to add to my others.

(Yup! I got quite a few concerts on CD from all eras of the band... even Gary Cherone. You can find out what's available out there on this site.)

Anyway, the reason for this rambling post is just so I could put up this picture:

Eh... not quite the young, brash dudes of my yesteryear are they?

In fact, they're actually starting to look more like the Rolling Stones.

Smell-O-Vision

If only it were possible to include a 'scratch-n-sniff' .jpg with this post.

But (thankfully for you) I can't.

About a year ago we had a foul (FOUL, I tell you!) smell that hung around the front office of my work. It appeared one day and was gone the next.

Then it happened again. And then it wafted around for a couple of days.

It seemed to happen after a building next to us had been bought and began producing food products. We never smelled it before then.

Not to name the company, but the smell was reminiscent of spoiled onions and rotting garbage.

(The food company next door makes Italian foodstuffs for the restaurant business industry)

It was logical to think that maybe something in their building was venting out towards ours, so we asked a couple of the head honchos over to breath deep and tell us what they were making that smelled so bad.

"That's not us", they said. "That smells more like raw sewage. Maybe you have a plumbing problem."

Ironically enough, the smell stopped after that and we didn't have any other problems with it.

Until this week.

It came back again.

We'd been having problems with a smoke detector in the front office so the Heating & A/C guy closed off our outside vents to see if that helped.

It did, sort of. The smoke alarm functioned properly now (it was picking up diesel fumes from construction equipment behind us) but the unholy smell had taken over the front office.

We opened the doors to vent our building and had him come back to open those vents back up.

The smell dissapated and we were able to finish the day.

But yesterday, after the noon hour the smell starting coming back and became stronger as the day continued. It seemed to be coming from our electrical closet, so I opened the door and.....

WHEW! Yeah, it was coming from there alright!

Same thing happened today. The morning was fine but after 12:00 it starts to stink.

You can't smell it outside the building, which is a good indicator that the food plant next to us really isn't the culprit.

However our upstairs sewer pipes run along the wall of where the smell is emanating from.

There doesn't seem to be any evidence of a leak anywhere, so nobody knows where this smell is originating. And to make matters worse, the one person who needs to get it fixed (if indeed it can be) is the boss... who can't smell it.

Everybody else can, but not him. So when we try to describe it, we all smell it differently and since none of our descriptions are the same, he doesn't know what the problem is.

I'll tell you, it's pretty sad when the restroom smells better than the front office.

That's how bad it gets.

I Prefer My Wild Turkey In A Bottle

Actually, truth be told... I'm a tequila kind of guy.
Not a big fan of whisky or bourbon.
But if I had to make a choice, I'd rather drink Wild Turkey from the bottle than have them attack me while driving a U.S. Postal truck.

I know turkeys have a bad rap for not being the brightest crayons in the box, but c'mon...
The trucks are like 10 times their size! (if not larger!)
They've gotta have massive cojones to want to tackle something that large.

RIAA Deathknell?

Kind of yesterday's news and I'm not sure if it's true, but I know I sure wouldn't be saddened by it.

The RIAA will die in 2008

I'm not advocating piracy (*cough-cough*), but shooting your customers to hopefully get the thieves is bad business and only breeds more and thieves.
Good riddance to them I say.

See also:
The RIAA homepage
Boycott the RIAA

A Midsummer's Night Dream

Saturday night Hotness and I attended the ballet to see A Midsummer's Night Dream.
We were both really looking forward to going, as this was the first ballet we attened when we first started getting season tickets, lo these many years ago, and it holds a special place in our hearts as being one of the more fun ones to see.

Unfortunately, we only stayed for the first act (of two).
It may have been a lack of sleep from the previous night on my part, I'm not quite sure.
But once the curtains rose and everything started, we just didn't feel inspired to stay and see the whole thing. It didn't seem as 'magical' to either of us this time around.
All the good parts happen during the first act, so by skipping out during intermission we weren't missing anything.

Thus being earlier in the evening than normal for a ballet night, we skipped our usual post-show meal at Pomodoro on Eastlaske and headed up north to the Comic Stop to drop in, make an appearance and show off our fancy clothes.

It was poker night at Ye Old Comic Stop, so the regular gang was there and welcomed us into the fold.
Palindrome had brought in some home-made cookies that he baked, so Hotness got her fill and was cookied-up for the night.
I browsed the racks (COMIC racks, you perverts!) while some people played poker, and others stood around talking about the upcoming ECCC and all things Jamie Bamber-related.

It was getting late by now and we were getting a bit tired so we left and headed home. This time WITHOUT the added adventure of getting stuck in the snow and having to walk home, thankfully!

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In other news:
With my recent trips coming up to Calgary Expo and the ECCC happening real soon, I've been trying to avoid everybody that's showing signs of being sick like.... well, like the plague.

I've started a regimen of vitamin C, echinacea w/ zinc, ginsing, and LOTS of tea involvolving detoxifying herbs and immunity boosters.
I'm no Slim Goodbody or anything, but I'll be SUPER-pissed if I wake up the morning before the show and I've gotten the flu.