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 | May 30, 2003 - Watch out SARS - here comes WEST NILE! |
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No updates? WHAT? No content? WHAT? Ok ok, I'm slacking. What can I say - spring is here. The weather is nice, the mosquitos are glorious and Dog Pound and Audiophile are no longer around to cramp my style. Also Blue4130 moved into my basement suite right now and is currently keeping all of the ants/spiders/millipedes company. Amongst all of those good times, I also managed to find time (and money) to rototill the back yard, install underground sprinklers and then lay down sod. All work and no play makes Spitfire a hungry boy. Another piece of news in my life is that my partner at work (that sounds so freakin gay) has accepted another job with the corporation, so I am now the most senior P/A in my section. W00t - that means a better desk and a lot MORE POWER. Mooohahaha. Anyhow, they will be re-hiring his position, and that lucky new employee gets to work with me - so before all of you start clawing for your phone to see when the posting comes up, it won't be for a couple weeks. My boss has expressed his concern in wanting to find a sexy blonde to fill the position - so I think that _SPACE_ should apply because she is one of those things (unless she recently dyed her hair).
Well, as the party grew every year I noticed soul_d was becoming more stressed out over extra people showing up, and people making noise out on the street, etc...so I thought I'd give him a break last year and let him enjoy himself. In addition, I had a new house and wanted to break it in (along with my new deck) so it worked out great. ANYWAYS, the date this year is going to be Aug. 8th and 9th - so make sure your free those days and plan on stopping by, it should be a great time. But that's enough blablabla - time for some content. We have a new comic today that you should all have a look at. After that - in the weird world news category - have a look at the new world's largest cookie. Mmmmm good stuff.
Whoa - take a look at that picture up there and tell me it doesn't make you dizzy! Click on it for a bigger sample - makes me feel drunk. Ok THATS IT. Time to get back to work - things are picking up now that we're losing one of 'the guys'. So somebody go stir something up on the RBlords Discussion Forums. Maybe poke fun at YC because he's too busy to visit this site anymore. Also check out the Cam Portal - you can see my basement by looking at the Photogeek cam! | |||||||
| May 21, 2003 - Back from da Crik |
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Well, after a windy weekend full of drunken debauchery - we're all BACK FROM DA CRIK. If you haven't already read about our adventures on Demoni.ca or Soul_D Online or Popcorn Pimpin or DogPoundLand, make sure to check them out. As for my side of the story, I'll keep it breif. Unfortunately I'm not aware of any pictures taken this past weekend - not even by our own photogeek - so you can't even blame me for not posting them this year. There WAS some video taken, although I'm not sure any of it was all too interesting. We're all growing up and becoming far to well-behaved...it may have just been me, but that "Let's wreck Pike Lake and give the COs hell" attitude wasn't exactly present this year at Eagle Creek - probably because we weren't given any trouble...at all. The Creek itself was a nice campground, much less commercial than Pike Lake but also much less occupied. I have to say I missed being surrounded by various other parties...the only other party out there was a group of 14-16 year old Asquith kids who couldn't comprehend shotgunning beers. It was nice to have an actual Creek right alongside our campsite...especially once Blue4130 and myself managed to aprehend and usurp a crappy paddleboat to adventure down the rough waters. Oh yeah, and Tyrac did NOT fall in the Crik. So yeah, you might see some video footage and you might not - depending on whether or not we caught YC barfing on camera.
Have a look at that quad picture up there, that's what Unit3 drove all the way up from Regina with this past weekend. Should have seen the look on those 16 year old faces when we did a few drivebys. Good times! I should also mention (for those of you from the old 19th Street BBS days) - I've finally added some hillarious polls to our Discussion Forum. I simply copied these out of old polls that were on the BBS 5 or 6 years ago. They're great for a laugh - but if you don't understand them, then you obviously weren't around when they were written! That's it for today - I've got more crap and more comics to post in the next couple days so stick around! | |||||
| May 15, 2003 - also.. |
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oops, in my rush I accidently posted yesterday's content prematurely. I meant to explain exactly that gives with that picture I posted - if you haven't figured it out yet its a bit of an optical illusion - can you see the baby? Also congrats to soul_d for finding a secret Irish pub - I know how hard this can be. Especially when you can only carry 8 bombs at a time, and those damn blue octorocks keep harassing you. | |||
| May 14, 2003 - Offloading some content... |
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Well - it's time to offload a shitpile of content, because I haven't done so in quite awhile and it's really piling up. If you're looking for info on the Eagle Creek trip, see the previous update for a map. Nothing is changing, everyone is welcome. See you there!
Better take a look at this article about instituting regular porn shows in old age homes. Hope I can look forward to this when I end up in one! Here's a picture I'm sure everyone will enjoy. It's funny because it's true. I also think that this picture is hillarious. Mostly because it reminds me of Dog Pound. It's probably because the guy is smoking. Alright there you go. If you need more entertainment please swing by the forums or visit one of my affiliates: _SPACE_, Photogeek, 71malibu.com, DogPound Land, Popcorn Pimpin', and Regland. Wow, my little RBlords family is growing...I can remember when it was just *this* big. Oh wait you can't see me, never mind. | |||||
| May 12, 2003 - Eagle Creek |
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Ok, the may long weekend is coming up quickly - only a few more days actually. So those who haven't heard yet, we are going to Eagle Creek for sure. My plan was to make out a map to put on rblords, but my problem is that I haven't been there for quite awhile either so I don't know EXACTLY where it is. However with a roadmap and the directions it should be very easy to find. Digest this: Click here for a basic map showing you the directions. You'll notice I didn't mark exactly where Eagle Creek is on that map, and that is because I'm not entirely sure. However make sure you remember this: Once you turn off of highway 14 (thats the highway that comes out of 22nd street) and onto highway 376, STAY ON THE PAVED ROADS. There will be numerous gravel roads but don't take them, there are paved roads all the way to Eagle Creek. So as long as you stay on HW376 you will eventually see signs, it really shouldn't be a big deal. Make sure to brush up on your RTC skillz - we've got a new lake/creek to conquer! For questions/discussion about the may long weekend make sure to take a look at the Discussion Forums. See you all at the lake! | |||
| May 09, 2003 - Texas Mickey Party |
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Talk about one massive drunk gong show - I attended my first ever 'Texas Mickey' party last night (yeah, a thursday) - what crazy time that was. This party was to celebrate the end of the regular season hockey draft - and consisted of 7 other guys from work, and myself. Let me try and walk through some of the more entertaining happenings...read this if you have time, its pretty entertaining Everyone shows up to the party, we throw some steaks on the BBQ and crack open the TM (Crown Royal). Darrin (the host) pours glasses for all 8 of us - each glass is 1/3 to 1/2 rye with just a bit of coke for color. Personally, this is not how I am used to drinking rye. Add to this the rule that nobody is allowed to pour another drink until EVERYONE is finished theirs. So basically one person finishes their drink, and the rest of the people chug theirs so that you don't slow down the rest of the party. 2 hours = 1 empty texas mickey (3 drinks for each person - those were STIFF drinks). So then an extra 40 gets cracked and theirs more whiskey floating around, people are drinking it like water now (myself included) because we're so drunk we can't tell the difference. After a few hours of drunk foosball, drunk darts, drunk keyboard playing and half-ass watching the Canucks get worked Darrin announces that his wife will be home shortly and we have to get out. Scott, the only one not drinking, storms out of the place pissed off because his team lost and the rest of us are basically being abnoxious morons to him (ie. punching him and tripping him everywhere he goes). After what must have been a half hour of trying to find jackets and shoes, we're all on the front lawn (except me and Darrin who are on my car roof). Each one of us is also completely pissed and the rest of the night (as I know it) has been pieced together from what each of us could remember seperately. As we're standing around trying to come up with a way to get to Whiskey Jacks because Scott was our ride (Darrin lives in East College park, east of boychuk) - I tell everyone that the key is in the ignition of my car. I then remembered that Scott wasn't around, and none of us were in any condition to drive - but before I could even think about this Neil, Darrin and Arron are driving off in my car with one door open and all over the road. This aint good - on the upside this was my Monaco and I couldn't care less what happens to the car - on the downside it is totally not cool that these farm boys are driving around this corked in a big car. Anyhow, they were gone. The rest of us - Dave, myself, Colin, Rat and Chris attempt to walk to Whiskey Jacks - except Rat and Dave go the right way, and Chris, Colin and myself head north for some reason. Once we hit the highway we walked through somebody's fence and headed down the alley to McKercher - but we lost Colin somehow. Colin had been riding beside us on his bike but he suddenly dissapeared with no trace. Chris and myself proceeded to find McKercher and walk all the way to Whiskey Jacks. As we approach Whiskey Jacks I see my Monaco parked across two stalls diagnally with the ass-end blocking traffic, and Aaron, Neil and Darrin are inside trying to convince the bouncer that they really aren't too drunk to come in. Needless to say, they turned us ALL away on account of us being too drunk. At this point still no sign of Dave, Rat or Colin (the one with the bike). We go to JTs instead (next door) and walk right in and sit down. Aaron pulls the 40 out of his jacket and plops it down on the table...I thought this would be a problem but the waitress thought it was quite funny. We all order beers (which is odd for me - I hate beer. I think I had a Canadian, the farm boys had Pill). What REALLY surprised me is that throughout the night various bar hoochies came and sat down at our table and hit on us. This is not something I am used to at bars at all, and I really have no idea why in hell these girls would be interested in us dirty (literally, we fell in the alley a lot), slurring drunks but they did. They kept saying something about wanting to work at the city as data entry clerks?!? Darrin decides he's "getting the fuck out of here" after a lengthy discussion about how much he weighs and how other guys are intimidated by him (he's a big boy) - I follow him out, leaving Chris and Neil to continue flirting with the bar hoochies who have slowly taken over our table. I walk all the way home (which was quite the walk)...last I heard Neil was calling a cab and Darrin had walked home. I think Chris went home with one of the bar hoochies which is his regular routine. Still no sign of Rat, Dave or Colin. Woke up in bed...good I made it home. Not hung over either, I think I'm still a little drunk. Time to go to work! I seem to now own a nice pair of Caterpiller shoes with no shoe laces - my heels hurt like hell and I have the key to the Monaco in my pocket, but the Monaco is nowhere to be seen. Which makes sense because I vaguely remember the long walk home. I come to work and Colin is nowhere to be found, in fact he didn't even call in sick. I'd have to wait until 1:00 before I'd hear from him again. Rat is here and doesn't remember a whole lot - except that Dave and him had walked to Whiskey Jacks and when they couldn't get in Rat walked back to Darrin's to get his bike and Dave took off to 'walk' home (he lives across the river - he would never make it). To make a long story a little bit shorter - Dave made it about as far as Acadia at which point he saw the Great Canadian Oil Change and freaked out because he thought he was on 22nd street. He then figured it would be a good idea to stand on 8th street and try to wave down cars to give him a ride home - unfortunately one of them was a cop who arrested him and through him in the drunk tank. With my shoes!! Colin has the most interesting story of all. His mind is almost a complete blank between 10:30 and 2:00AM when he remembers bringing his bike inside and going to bed. Only problem is that it's not his bike. His brand new mountain bike has somehow transformed into a 70s style rusty 10 speed bike with curled handle bars. As near as he can remember, he got lost trying to find his way back to Darrin's - and ended up at somebody else's house (which he thought was Darrin's). His idea was to get his backpack out of the garage, so he put down his bike and proceeded to try and get in as the owner of the house was screaming out her window at him. He assumed this was Darrin's wife and thought nothing of it. He figures after spending a fair amount of time in the backyard trying to think of a way to get into the garage, and stopping to piss on the lawn, he found this shitty bike and jumped on it. Pretty good trade for them. He also remembers stopping by an apartment thinking it was his girlfriend's apartment (even though she lives in Regina). He buzzed the buzzer until somebody finally answered, and then still not convinced he proceeds to camp outside the apartment window for a long time yelling for his girlfriend until some old man in a robe shows up and tells him to fuck off. Aside from that, he remembers nothing and really wants to know where his bike is. He also figures he must have taken a few spills as he's covered in bruises, had a big cut on his chin and a very messed up blue toenail. I found my car still parked at Whiskey Jacks today with a mickey of crown royal, 2 Litres of coke and a set of keys on the front seat. It's also completely out of gas. And thats it (so far). I still haven't talked to Scott, Neil, Arron or Darrin so we'll see if they can add to this already quite hilarious night. I can't say I'm overly impressed with the fact that somebody was driving my car while hammered out of their tree like that, but other than that there was no harm done. Well, other than a lost bike I guess. And I somehow woke up without a hangover, so hey. As JayB would say: Good times, good times. So this is what happens when you drink like a farm boy! | |||
| May 05, 2003 - The May Long weekend controversy... |
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About time for another update - as people keep emailing me about the whole May long weekend fiasco, guess I should keep everyone posted on what little I know. Holy crap! only a week and a half left! According to our poll it looks like we will most likely be going to Eagle Creek this year. This will of course be a bit of a change from our traditional Pike Lake trip, so keep posted for a map and other information coming soon if this is where we end up going (most likely). I'm hoping this will not effect the amount of people attending this year, but I know that everyone who matters will be there. And that means YOU!
In a short discussion with The Saint the other day, it was revealed that he will likely have to miss yet another May Long weekend trip. When asked why, he said something along the lines of "too many babies". However, he did express his opinion that if he were to choose a lake to go to, he would be vouching for Eagle Creek. So there you have it - The Saint has spoken. Other important announcements today include the official lauch of Blue4130's new webpage - photogeek.ca. Make sure to give it a look - which reminds me, I need to get a cam portal set up. Damnit, too much to do on this webpage and too little interest. At least there are new webpages popping up everywhere to keep you guys entertained in the meantime! So thats it for now, so just remember - when things get tough, just Give 'er! PS - If you're wondering what's so special about that picture up above - click on it, then take a good look at the sign in the back :) | |||||
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