Hey. It's Sunday afternoon. I think it's raining outside. I'm pretty tired. Couldn't sleep in, even though I laid around in bed for a long time. It's been a busy week. Frank is visiting until Monday. Sara is in town for a PLASMA CONFERENCE. Indian buffet for her birthday - yeah! And other things. Met up with Julian a week ago. That was...what I expected it to be, I guess. Last night Frank and I saw the Foo Fighters at the Molson Amphitheatre. Despite a lot of bullshit from lots of stupid ass fans, it was quite enjoyable. The whole production was pretty cool. They have hit it big for reals. Lots of 15 year old boys with Nirvana shirts. Reminds me of my own days as a 15 year old boy.
School dragged on this week. I did have my first meeting with my "guidance counsellor" to discuss my internship. I can't wait to be out there as a productive member of society. I want to work. I've probably been feeling this way for the last 6 or 7 years (always anxious to get out of school), and then I go and get back into school. One of our projects this term does involve putting together a business plan and our group is using an idea that I've had for a few years, so that should be interesting.
Taste of the Danforth last weekend was pretty awesome. I ate quail and lamb and watermelon and meat on a stick. So much wonderfully smelling food, thousands of people, loud greek music, carnival games (Wayne "won" me a dog at the rigged Whack-A-Mole), and OPA! Fun times. Good thing I don't go to bed early. I wouldn't have been able to sleep until 2-3 am those nights with all the greek music.
Parents are visiting soon, again.
Saw The Aristocrats on Friday night. It was great. I don't know if you are familiar with this joke.
"The joke has three parts
- The setup: the joke always begins with a "family act" going in to see a talent agent. There are always the parents "mom & dad" and usually a son, daughter and dog. Sometimes there is a baby in lieu of the dog or one of the "older" kids.
- The act is described. By tradition, the description is crude, tasteless, often ribald, often scatological, and as beyond the boundaries of propriety as the comedian can muster. Incest and bestiality are common themes.
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The punchline: the agent asks what this act is called, and the answer is always the same: "The Aristocrats!" In modern tellings this may not actually be a punchline, just an ending to the joke."
Frank came up with his own awesome version of the joke called The McLuhan. Stacey, you'll have to hear it some time.
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