I’ve been tagged… again…

Three guesses who…

Anyhow…

Accent: I have none. I really don’t. Somehow I’m on the losing end of this argument. Dawn (and the whole daft lot from the other side of the pond from the female persuation… at least those I know) seem to think I have a ’sexy’ Canadian accent. I hate the sound of my voice. Bah. Still, ironically, the lot at work notice a UK twang. Bizarre. Must be Dawn’s influence to get me to say aluminum aluminium. Luckily I’m not speaking in that Gods awful Yorkshire dialect.

Breakfast or No Breakfast: Coffee. Seven cups to get up, and four more for breakfast. Nothing solid. Reader’s discretion as to whether or not that constitutes breakfast.

Chore I don’t care for: All of them? Cat litter changing is on the top of my list.

Dog or Cat: Well, we have a slut and a demon posing as two felines. Other cats I have had include a dedicated hunter, an instrument of war, and a ball of neurosis. Only had one dog (at three… for one day). Cats definitely, they have way more personality.

Essential Electronics: Macintosh, iPod, mobile phone, Canon Digital Rebel XT, Sony Playstation 2.

Favorite Cologne: AXE Effect Essence (it really DOES work… BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)

Gold or Silver: Gold is worth more, so Aurum.

Handbag I carry most often: My lunch bag. I’m a guy. I’m not meterosexual. Hence, no fashionable handbag.

Insomnia: Not lately. Work takes enough of the mickey outta me to keep me that wired.

Job Title: Officially… courier. Unofficially… peon/slave/fuel. Soon to be back to Electrician/Film Geek Extrodinaire.

Kids: Two piles of fluff that pass themselves off as cats named Tara and Adina. Nothing human though.

Living Arrangements: Barely. Low cost 1-bedroom apartment with Dawn, living 2 bridges away from work. Blech.

Most Admirable Trait: My intellect. I can think my way through (or out of) virtually anything.

Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: Too many to think of just one. Pompous winner, sore loser, dirty hockey player, violent golfing temper, arrogance, obsessing about superiority, and so on.

Overnight hospital stays: Last one when I had my appendix removed (at age 11). 23 years ago. Even when I had my knee worked on it was same day. I’m hoping to avoid these for a long time.

Phobias: Falling from height, my own mortality, being normal, being average.

Quote: Since you tagged me babe, you frakking asked for this:

“The Cylon War is long over, yet we must not forget the reasons why so many sacrificed so much in the cause of freedom. The cost of wearing the uniform can be high, but…
[very long pause]… sometimes it’s too high. You know, when we fought the Cylons, we did it to save ourselves from extinction. But we never answered the question “Why?” Why are we as a people worth saving? We still commit murder because of greed and spite, jealousy, and we still visit all of our sins upon our children. We refuse to accept the responsibility for anything that we’ve done, like we did with the Cylons. We decided to play God, create life. And when that life turned against us, we comforted ourselves in the knowledge that it really wasn’t our fault, not really. You cannot play God then wash your hands of the things that you’ve created. Sooner or later, the day comes when you can’t hide from the things that you’ve done anymore.”

Commander William Adama

Reason to smile: Dawn, film calls, Leaf losses, Man U. losses.

Siblings: None biologically, though a bro and a sis out there (you know who you are).

Time I wake up: 5:00 AM, right at the crack of stupid. Though I’ve been getting up at 4:00 AM lately, and can’t settle after.

Unusual Talent or Skill: Again too many to mention just one. Complex mental arithmetic. Three dimensional visualization. Ear wiggling. Ability to make my cats come to me when they are called. Deep and comprehensive trivial and factual memory.

Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: Broccoli, brussel sprouts, cauliflower, mushy peas.

Worst Habit: Cracking every bone in my body in front of Dawn.

X-rays: Too many. Last set was my chest to examine the effects of smoking (I was a smoker… three and a half years smoke free now) on my lungs. I wonder which causes more cancer… the smoke or the X-Ray?

Yummy Stuff: Oreo Blizzards, fresh Italian Pasta, an unburnt risotto.

Zoo Animal I Like Most: Kimodo Dragon.

As for tags, well, I just don’t do tags. I tend to tag the wrong people. If you do it, comment back to let me know you have.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

Even more useless facts about myself to fill the page with new words

I’ll cut to the chase. I want to really make an effort to get back to a post a day. In the same regard, I also want to increase the quality of the posts. When I started blogging, it became right easy to fill posts with useless drivel. Bah. Thus we have the Meh-me.

Still, I also hate the weeks of lack of new content. The grass always seems greener on the other side. Still, writing more consistently does allow more ideas to flow with greater ease (friction laws apply to thought as well as motion). As such, Ben put something of a casual invite for yet another one of those 10 random facts about yourself meh-mes. Meg.

As such,

1. The first movie I ever saw in the theatres was Star Wars. On opening day in 1977. Very fitting film to begin my love affair with cinema. But this isn’t new. Anyone reading this blahg wouldn’t have a difficult time finding this out or coming to terms with it about me.

However, on a similarly related note, the SECOND film I saw in the theatres was Battlestar Galactica. Creepy.

2. I despise remakes. Yet the re-imagined Battlestar Galactica is my favourite ever piece of science fiction filmed entertainment. It does fit the one criteria I would deem acceptable for any kind of remake. That the core idea remains, but the entire concept is re-done from the ground up. A cultural and social update and commentary. Id est, not a shot by shot duplication (see Psycho).

3. I was completely unpopular in high school. I hated being the outcast. Girls found me repulsive. Fuck me, how the times have changed. As my better half can attest, female passers by can’t get enough of me. But I’m Dawn’s, all Dawn’s, and I love it. I also get a kick out of how others look to me now for direction.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

4. I seriously wonder if I put my mom through more hell than Stewie Griffin puts Lois through.

5. I sincerely think there is NOTHING that I cannot accomplish. My advice to those spectators of my attempts, get the fuck outta my way or you’ll get hurt.

6. I have an IQ of around 160. I can do complex arithmetic and algebra in my head. I remember every trivial fact I’ve been exposed to since I was four. Hell, speaking when I was four, my grandmother taught me the multiplication tables from 1×1 to 12×12. The day before kindergarten, I argued with my parents that I didn’t need school, that I was too advanced for it, and had a literal argument for every reason they gave me (still at four years old). I didn’t find school challenging AT ALL, even in gifted programs, until midway through University.

And now I drive deliveries as a day job (as I am an underemployed film technician, my passion), and consistently almost forget to bring the coffee with me to my car that I pour less than one minute prior to leaving my apartment.

7. I think the phrase Country Music is the biggest oxymoron in the English language. Runners up include Military Intelligence, Defensive Forward, and Canadian Dollar.

8. It floors me to this day that I write a post about proud Canadianism and how that essentially equates to pride being NOT American, and that receives flak amongst the interweb and blogosphere. However, I can use the word CUNT liberally and not one of those same self righteous twats will even blink an eye. CUNT CUNT CUNT.

9. I really think that ancient Romans and Greeks were more civilized and advanced than we are right now.

10. I think it’s better to have ideas than beliefs. See Rufus’s monologue in Dogma for further reference.

I too hate the whole tagging people nonsense. If you choose to do it, please link back or leave a quick comment.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

Two Words

Found at: Em Ceeyef.

1. Where is your mobile phone?
Belt pouch.

2. Where is your significant other?
Beside me.

3. Your hair?
Scruffy mess.

4. Your mother?
Far away.

5. Your father?
Youthful sixtysomething.

6. Your favorite thing?
My babe.

7. Your dream last night?
Airlock boss.

8. Your favorite drink?
Stella Artois.

9. Your dream/goal?
Acclaimed Director.

10. The room you’re in?
Too small.

11. Your hobby?
Visual arts.

12. Your fear?
No control.

13. Where you want to be in 6 years?
North Vancouver.

14. Where were you last night?
At home.

15. What you’re not?
Calm, reserved.

16. Muffins?
Not now.

17. One of your wish list items?
Chrome Toaster.

18. Where you grew up?
Eastern Canada.

19. The last thing you did?
Made lunch.

20. What are you wearing?
Just schlep.

21. Your TV?
Too small.

22. Your pets?
Tara, Shitbrick.

23. Your computer?
Macintosh G4.

24. Your life?
A war.

25. Your mood?
Bah, meh.

26. Missing someone?
Late family.

27. Your car?
Been better.

28. Something you’re not wearing?
A hat.

29. Favorite store?
3 Up

30. Your Summer?
Grouse Grind.

31. Like someone?
Unlike anyone.

32. Your favorite color?
Jet Black.

33. When is the last time you laughed?
Captain Scotty.

34. Last time you cried?
Dad left.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

P.S. Build my city’s industry.

Twisted Filler Tuesday - Return of the Meh-me

Found this over at Taj’s. Not so much of a meh-me as it’s open ended. Kind of. The premise is simple. Offer one quote that resonates with you. Without further adieu:

The Cylon War is long over, yet we must not forget the reasons why so many sacrificed so much in the cause of freedom. The cost of wearing the uniform can be high, but…
[very long pause]… sometimes it’s too high. You know, when we fought the Cylons, we did it to save ourselves from extinction. But we never answered the question “Why?” Why are we as a people worth saving? We still commit murder because of greed and spite, jealousy, and we still visit all of our sins upon our children. We refuse to accept the responsibility for anything that we’ve done, like we did with the Cylons. We decided to play God, create life. And when that life turned against us, we comforted ourselves in the knowledge that it really wasn’t our fault, not really. You cannot play God then wash your hands of the things that you’ve created. Sooner or later, the day comes when you can’t hide from the things that you’ve done anymore.

Cmdr. William Adama, Battlestar Galactica Miniseries

Yes, yes, I’ve quoted this great line ad naseum on this blahg. Meh. Deal with it. It resonates with me. The quote sets the tone for the whole series, and the show is a virtual mirror to my life here in Vancouver. I see parallels with family, friends, the state of my life, political situations, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. And the show stems from this speech, the one Adama never intended to give, initially.

As for tags, I refrain, but anyone who chooses to do this, please give a linkback.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

Twisted Filler Tuesdays v1.0

Needless to say, I haven’t had much to say lately. Well, on here. I seem to have a lot to say. It just lately tends to stay in rants out in ‘the real world’, and rarely makes it’s way to the absolutes of the digital realm. Meh. Today is one of those days. So, from now on (well, until I tire of it), Tuesdays will now be Twisted Filler Tuesdays. And, as such, a Meh-me, originally stolen from someone by Dawn. Her one main rule was NOT to copy her answers. Spoilsport. Well, on with it.

1. Name something you use in the shower?
Hmmm, well I can’t use shampoo, as Dawn took it already (cripes my hair is going to get disgusting), so I suppose soap, but the soap is useless unless there is water to emulsify the soap.

2. Name something a football player wears under his uniform?
Wow. How gender biased. What an assumption that women can’t play footy alongside men. But a player can wear shin pads under the socks of their uniform.

3. Name something people hate to find on their windshield.
A parking ticket. Unless I’m working. Then I don’t care. Work covers parking tickets for me while I’m on the clock. One of the very few perks.

4. Name something a man might buy before a date?
Petrol. Flowers were taken by Dawn.

5. What’s another word for blemish?
Well, when referring to the cereberally inert world, a blemish would have to be ‘better than a slap in the face’. Don’t believe me? Check this out.

6. Something you’d cook in the microwave?
Definitely not a cat. I’d never dream of it. However, someone did. That’s why there’s a warning in your microwave manual that you shouldn’t cook your pet in the microwave oven. However, popcorn is quite tasty.

7. Name a piece of furniture people need help moving.
A Steinway Grand Piano.

8. Name a reason a younger man might like an older woman?
Actually, I have three. One, they are into Cougars. Two, they are into MILF’s. Three, they were involved in the CFOX Buck Hunt.

9. Name something a dog does that embarrasses its owner.
I don’t know much about dogs, but CATS have this urge to sit on one’s privates.

10. Name a kind of test you cannot study for.
PHYS 114 (wait, that would explain my grade). Maybe and electrocardiogram?

11. Name something a boy scout gets a badge for?
Scout badge embroidery?

12. Name a phrase with the word ‘Home’ in it?
You Can’t Go Home Again. Oh wait. That’s a Battlestar Galactica episode.

13. Name a sport where players lose teeth?
Well, since Dawn took hockey, I pick something from her side of the pond. Hurling.

14. Name something a teacher can do to ruin a student’s day?
Make the boy genius of the class the ‘Teacher’s Pet’ in a public announcement at recess.

15. What is a way you can tell someone has been crying?
Tears running down their face? Duh.

16. Name something found under a car?
A pool of engine oil.

17. Name a bird you wouldn’t want to eat?
Any bird named Spears, Richie, Hilton, Lohan, and the like. And they say pigeons are swimming in disease.

18. Name something that gets folded?
Seven high in Texas Hold’em.

19. Name what happened to this question?
It was copied from Dawn’s blog, bolded, and answered.

20. Name something that gets smaller the more you use it?
[looks down his pants] well thankfully not that. A pencil, for sure though, does.

If you decide to steal this and do it, please link back.

That is all.

Holiday filler

Because the better half won’t let me out of it…

1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Since egg nog makes me want to hurl, it will have to be hot chocolate. Though probably after my manditory 7 cups of coffee first.

2. Does Santa wrap the presents or just sit them under the tree? Santa, the anagram for Satan, who in Christian mythology is simply a fallen angel, uses presents to buy the souls of little children to do his nefarious bidding against the many, contrary faiths around the planet. And since I’m far from Christian, Satan simply does not visit, as my soul is far more educated.

3. Coloured or white lights? White lights diffused with colour correction gels propped with C-stands and loads of beach.

4. Do you hang mistletoe? No. Dawn doesn’t need that plant for motivation.

5. When do you put your decorations up? I don’t. Dawn does, and I can’t help her. She’s determined to decorate the tree herself. However, when we get bigger digs, I’ll have my own, seperate tree when we get bigger digs, and will be a tribute to the birth of Mithra, to which the current celebration of Christmas is copied from.

6. What is your favorite holiday dish? Mmmm… sweet Stella Artois.

7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child? Hmmm. Probably any time we went skiing in and around that holiday. SKIING!!!!

8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? At school, some kids a few years older decided to dispell the myth (which I was already very wary of, as it made no logical sense) to have my reaction be their amusement. Yet more cementing of the sheer fact Christianity is so wrong.

9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Not really. My cousins opened one gift, which was pyjamas, on Christmas Eve, but that was it.

10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree? When I have my own, probably with pentacles, dragons, and pagan iconography.

11. Snow: Love it or hate it? DUH! SKIING!!!!!!!!!

12. Can you ice skate? Years of playing hockey? You decide.

13. Do you remember your favorite gift? Offhand no. My parents did have a good read on me though. Most gifts hit the mark.

14. What’s the most important thing about the Holidays for you? Family. It’s what it’s always been about. The whole Christ thing never factored into it.

15. What is your favorite holiday dessert? More beer.

16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Well, the obvious which I’m trying to re-kindle. SKIING!!!!!!

17. What is on top of your tree? Dawn’s tree, a gold star. When I get mine, I dunno. Maybe a mock-up of a Viper Mark II. Yep, I’m a dork.

18. Which do you like best giving or receiving? I’d like the resources to give more, so ask me when that’s the case.

19. What is your favorite Christmas Song? Don’t go for the whole caroling thing. For movies, can’t beat The Nightmare Before Christmas. Also like the Trailer Park Boys Christmas Special.

20. Do you like candy canes? Not really. Always found them too sticky to eat.

21. Snowman or Snow Angel?? Snowman. Anatomically correct, for that.

Birthday Meh-me

Just since my better half won’t let me out of it…

The Rules

1.Mention the person who tagged you and create a link back to them.
2.Copy-paste the traits for all the twelve months (go here).
3.Pick your month of birth.
4.Highlight the traits that apply to you.
5.Tag 12 people and let them know by visiting their blogs and leaving a comment for them.
6.Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve done it!

Right. Okay. Here we go…

SAGGITARIUS: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.

As for tags, just for those out there reading, whomever wants to do this just link back to me and leave a comment.

That is all.

Filler until April

Yeah, read on the Battlestar Wikipedia that Season 4 isn’t coming out until April ‘08. Gits. Razor hopefully will be kick-ass. The DVD copy I get better hold out until then. But until November…

What New Battlestar Galactica character are you? created with QuizFarm.com

You scored as Lt. Kara Thrace (Starbuck) You are the best damn Viper pilot in the fleet, so everyone else can just frack off. They need you, not the other way around. Maybe if you keep pushing people away they won’t get close, because that is scary and it hurts. Oh yes, and anyone who has a problem with you being a woman needs to just get over it. Lt. Kara Thrace (Starbuck) 94% CPO Galen Tyrol 69% Dr Gaius Baltar 69% Capt. Lee Adama (Apollo) 56% Tom Zarek 50% President Laura Roslin 44% Number 6 44% Col. Saul Tigh 38% Commander William Adama 38% Lt. Sharon Valerii (Boomer) 13%

Surprise, surprise, surprise. Hopefully some real content tomorrow.

So say we all.

I never win anything… umm… I mean, I’d like to thank the Academy …

You know, I always thought these blog awards were nothing more than a popularity contest, building even more so on the frail egos of the popular, while trampling on the different and unaccepted. And then something changed. I won one.

Yes, my beloved bride to be Dawn has chosen me (along with two others) as a Blogging Star^TM. So life does imitate art. Awards are fixed so your friends win. It’s finally nice to be on the other side.

As for the rules to this:

A. Display the award on your blog along with a link to who gave it to you.
B. Mention that it originated at Skittles’ Place so Barb can follow it’s journey. (Done and done).
C. Pass it on to any blogger(s) you think should have it.

Now as to my recipients:

First, in the complete argument of picking your firends, I pick my oldest and longest lasting friend. Todd. The anti-blogger. His blahg has been running in idle for near a year, but does very consistently rear his [ugly] head to latch onto some minor bit he disagrees with and clamp down on the bit. So he is a star for his relentless pursuit of the truth over the trivial.

Second, we have Peter. Simply put, though we have our differences of opinion and of view, we seem to find some common ground on most issues. A good model for where we all as people must grow towards.

Third must be MCF. He has the most thought provoking excersises that puts most to all meh-me’s to shame.

And lastly I have to recognize Ombudsben. You have to respect any Yank who has a real appreciation for the great game of hockey.

That is all.

Let the geek shine through

Found this link via MCF. Meez, yet another avatar maker. This one is a tad more animated though.

They had a Canucks jersey one, but sadly you have to earn some virtual credits. Well, until someone signs up referred to me (userid number_xiii), I just have to say…

NO GUTS NO GLORY!

That is all