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Wow, amazing how that ‘next day’ really ended up being more like over a week. I know it’s my blahg, and the lot (okay very few) out there are probably wondering if I fell off the face of the earth, probably in applause, but I digress. I really think I should just lobby to have about 12 more hours added to each calendar day.

More or less, this is the feeling I’ve had in the last little while: I have been put on this earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now, I am so far behind, that I will never die. (Hat tip Bill Watterson).

Still, thanks to Ben, I may have the opportunity (we’ll see as the post goes on) to say something reasonably worthwhile. MAYBE. But again, we’ll see as the post progresses. As such, Ben has tagged me with a meh-me in which to reveal 7 [more as I've done a lot of these] random facts about myself, then tag others. As such, here we go:

1. The first live music act I saw live was Duran Duran, in 1983, in [sic] Make Me Laugh Gardens in Toronto. That night this was shot:

Yes, as a youngster, Duran Duran was my favourite band (excuse me whilst I run and hide). Even in grades six and seven, when Seven and the Ragged Tiger was big on the charts, I was in a class who favoured a majority of Van Halen, Twisted Sister, Motley Crue and Iron Maiden over ‘New Wave’. This just happens to be yet one more example of how I was persecuted by my peers as a child.

Two years later, in music classes in high school, New Wave took a backseat to The Beatles and Pink Floyd. The Beatles soon led to my lifelong love affair with Liverpool FC, and Pink Floyd opened my mind to all the music that stretched well beyond the mainstream.

Though all these bands hold special places in my heart, none take the place of Nine Inch Nails, Rage Against the Machine, and System of a Down. If CFOX were ever to go to a nothing but Nails, Rage, and SOAD format, I could live without hearing anything else on the radio. Ever.

2. I’m a really bad alumnus film student. I barely watch films in the theatres these days. Dark Knight was the last I saw at the cinema, and it could be the last until the release of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince and Watchmen before I see another. There are a three factors that are involved with this factum, which can be assessed thusly:

A. I’m trying to save for Dawn and my wedding. We’ve gotta pay for it ourselves (which right sucks ass, considering the cost of things these days). As such, it’s becoming way cheaper to by pre-viewed DVD’s of movies we want to see. And speaking of DVD’s, I’m SOOOOOO seething to get Battlestar Galactica season 4.0. And the webisodes.

B. Item A notwithstanding, there is a lot of shit out in the theatres these days. LOTS. And for Dawn and I to go watch this shit, it’s going to run at least $25 for the pair of us. Ugghhh. No, I don’t want to see a remake of some classic film, recast with Lindsay Lohan or Paris Hilton. Fuck me, how does Paris Hilton get movie roles? She can barely string three words together in one breath, let alone have the three make any logical, progressive sense.

I’m dreading when classics like Casablanca and Citizen Kane finally endure the modern day makeover.

C. Dawn and my tastes in film are fairly different. We can barely agree on anything shy of Harry Potter. Though I’m still convinced she’s a closet Battlestar fan myself.

3. I collect a lot. Really, a lot of junk. Dragons, Bobbleheads, Action Figures, Hockey Cards and Collectibles, and so on, and such. I’ve got three shelves above my desk loaded with it, and I need more storage space.

The only flaw with the current system is that Adina, our little, evil, Russian Blue cat, loves climbing up on it and continually knocks things off. Git.

4. I’m planning on entering the BC Poker Championships next year. Most days now I spend a few hours on Full Tilt Poker.net. Though it does sharpen your skills, not playing for real money can get really frustrating as your opponents become more megalomaniacal (as per Phil Hellmuth) then ever, and I think I need to sit at a few real money games before next November to balance it out.

5. This is nothing new or original for me, but I have absolutely zero tolerance for stupid people. Zero. It does explain why I can’t stand the ‘leadership’ at work precisely, but my real beef these days is this. Around Vancouver, it seems the stupider you are, the more disposable income you get. It’s reverse Darwinism at it’s finest. Survival of the weakest. As such, most of my free time is spent finding ways to use my intelligence to make a business of my vast wealth of knowledge, skill, and abilities as opposed to working for the lobotomized.

6. I really am an insufferable know it all. If he ever gets another blahg, just ask my lifelong buddy Todd. I hate being wrong, hate mistakes, hate correcting other people’s problems just as well as my own. Gah. Imperfection is the one human quality that I just cannot come to grips with, even though I admit there is a reason erasers are put on pencils.

7. I almost always wear a baseball cap. My entire life is one bad hair day. Luckily, at work, a cap is actually part of the uniform, so I’m lucky in the sense that professionally, I’m covered. Though on the rare occasion we go out for something nice, I have to remember if I have some goop of some form for my hair. Though this leads to problem number two. I like the stylishly messy look when we go out, where as the other half likes me looking ’smart’. Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t like looking like a Norman Rockwell propaganda painting all that much.

As for tagging people, I don’t have many, but I will tag Dawn , MCF, and Peter.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.