Saw this last night at the WAG's World's Best Commercials 2006...laughed my ass off!
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
Tiger hunt update...Tigers kill, no shit!
From: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/6390005.stm
Tiger kills girl at Chinese zoo
Tiger kills girl at Chinese zoo
 Tigers are a popular attraction at many zoos in China |
The girl was posing for photographs with the tiger when it was startled by camera flashes and pulled the girl's head into its mouth, state media said.
Staff beat the tiger until it released the girl, but she had suffered a crushed skull and died in hospital.
The zoo has stopped allowing visitors to pose with its tigers for a charge of $2 (£1), Xinhua news agency said.
The girl was identified as Rui Xin. Her mother was bitten on the arm while trying to rescue her.
A local newspaper said the zoo had been charging visitors for the opportunity to pose with the tiger since May 2005.WTF!? How opportunistic can people get? I don't know what the most disturbing part of this article is (well, obviously that a little girl was killed), but come on, the zoo is CHARGING people to pose with beasts? I'm shocked that this is the first fatality. Remember when there was an overpopulation of elk in Banff, and tourists were taking pictures with their children posed on the creatures' backs?! Hell yeah folks got kicked and run over! I'm pretty sure I'd do the same if I were in the elks' position. Back to the cat, tigers kill. Period. Especially ones who are all bitchy and stuck in a cage while people poke at them and snap pictures while they're trying to sleep. I know I've bitten heads off for less.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
The Police announce new tour dates!!!...Not Winnipeg
I don't have anything nice to say. Therefore, I will say nothing at all.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Home, sick VS. Homesick
Okay, so I'm sick and stuck at home. Lying in bed, trying not to dislocate my spine again coughing up a lung, I got to thinking (in my tylenol/robetussin/tea induced state). I'm home, sick. Is that better or worse than being homesick? Well, having endured both synarios, I have determined that being sick at home is far worse than being homesick.
For one, when you are home, sick, you can't do anything but be at home, sick. Sure you can watch a bit of television, perhaps catch up on some daytime drama you haven't had the good fortune of seeing since highschool when you skipped your afternoon classes. Oddly enough, not much has happened in the last 10 years on General Hospital...crazy.
And some random mildly entertaining movies that you may or may not have seen once, but either way, have left little to no impact on your life. Other than that, not much else to do when you are at home, sick.
At least when you are homesick, you are somewhere else and have the possibility of doing something else! Sure, being homesick implies that you are missing home/family/friends/routine, but hey, at least you can do something about it - like take a stroll around and see what/who's out and about of interest or perhaps get drunk and make new friends! You could even try contacting home, but from experience, this usually makes things worse. Phone calls do for sure, because you never end up having a really great conversation - everyone tries to be all normal, not saying how much they miss eachother, talking about everyday type stuff, then you gotta go 'cause it costs to much money to stay and chit chat. Email is better - you can re-read emails, formulate answers and send pictures.
Bottom line: I would so much prefer being away from home, missing it, than being stuck at home, sick.
Last year, I was super lucky and found myself in the highly covetted position of being sick AND homesick!!! This is the opposite of fun. I already blogged about it in "Mumptastic", so read up, good times.
For one, when you are home, sick, you can't do anything but be at home, sick. Sure you can watch a bit of television, perhaps catch up on some daytime drama you haven't had the good fortune of seeing since highschool when you skipped your afternoon classes. Oddly enough, not much has happened in the last 10 years on General Hospital...crazy.
And some random mildly entertaining movies that you may or may not have seen once, but either way, have left little to no impact on your life. Other than that, not much else to do when you are at home, sick.
At least when you are homesick, you are somewhere else and have the possibility of doing something else! Sure, being homesick implies that you are missing home/family/friends/routine, but hey, at least you can do something about it - like take a stroll around and see what/who's out and about of interest or perhaps get drunk and make new friends! You could even try contacting home, but from experience, this usually makes things worse. Phone calls do for sure, because you never end up having a really great conversation - everyone tries to be all normal, not saying how much they miss eachother, talking about everyday type stuff, then you gotta go 'cause it costs to much money to stay and chit chat. Email is better - you can re-read emails, formulate answers and send pictures.
Bottom line: I would so much prefer being away from home, missing it, than being stuck at home, sick.
Last year, I was super lucky and found myself in the highly covetted position of being sick AND homesick!!! This is the opposite of fun. I already blogged about it in "Mumptastic", so read up, good times.
Dumb not-even-close-to-millionaire...
I received this email, as I'm sure a few others have, and was floored...
Is Kathy Evans, the single dumbest contestant to ever get on "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?"?
NEW YORK - Idaho resident Kathy Evans brought humiliation to her friends and family Tuesday when she set a new standard for stupidity with her appearance on the popular TV show, "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire."
It seems that Evans, a 32-year-old wife and mother of two, got stuck on the first question, and proceeded to make what fans of the show are dubbing "the absolute worst use of lifelines ever." After being introduced to the show's host Meredith Vieira, Evans assured her that she was ready to play, whereupon she was posed with an extremely easy $100 question. The question was:
"Which of the following is the largest?"
A) A Peanut
B) An Elephant
C) The Moon
D) Hey, who you calling large?
Immediately Mrs. Evans was struck with an all consuming panic as she realized that this was a question to which she did not readily know the answer. "Hmm, oh boy, that's a toughie," said Evans, as Vieira did her level best to hide her disbelief and disgust. "I mean, I'm sure I've heard of some of these things before, but I have no idea how large they would be."
Evans made the decision to use the first of her three lifelines, the 50/50. Answers A and D were removed, leaving her to decide which was bigger, an elephant or the moon. However, faced with an incredibly easy question, Evans still remained unsure. "Oh! It removed the two I was leaning towards!" exclaimed Evans. "Darn. I think I better phone a friend."
Using the second of her two lifelines on the first question, Mrs. Evans asked to be connected with her friend Betsy, who is an office assistant.
"Hi Betsy! How are you? This is Kathy! I'm on TV!" said Evans, wasting the first seven seconds of her call. "Ok, I got an important question. Which of the following is the largest? B, an elephant, or C, the moon. 15 seconds hun." Betsy quickly replied that the answer was C, the moon. Evans proceeded to argue with her friend for the remaining ten seconds."Come on Betsy, are you sure?" said Evans. "How sure are you? Puh, that can't be it."To everyone's astonishment, the moronic Evans declined to take her friend's advice and pick 'The Moon.'"I just don't know if I can trust Betsy. She's not all that bright. So I think I'd like to ask the audience," said Evans.
Asked to vote on the correct answer, the audience returned 98% in favor of answer C, 'The Moon.' Having used up all her lifelines, Evans then made the dumbest choice of her life."Wow, seems like everybody is against what I'm thinking," said the too-stupid-to-live Evans. "But you know, sometimes you just got to go with your gut. So, let's see. For which is larger, an elephant or the moon, I'm going to have to go with B, an elephant. Final answer."
Evans sat before the dumbfounded audience, the only one waiting with bated breath, and was told that she was wrong, and that the answer was in fact, C, 'The Moon.'
Okay, so I'm sick at home and can't sleep. And the proposed stupidity of this women was nagging at me, so I did some searching and found this:
http://www.snopes.com/radiotv/gameshows/millionaire.asp
Just as I'd hoped, it's a fake. But, I did find some real contestants who shit the bed on the first answer, too sad!
p.s. The flu sucks
Is Kathy Evans, the single dumbest contestant to ever get on "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?"?
NEW YORK - Idaho resident Kathy Evans brought humiliation to her friends and family Tuesday when she set a new standard for stupidity with her appearance on the popular TV show, "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire."
It seems that Evans, a 32-year-old wife and mother of two, got stuck on the first question, and proceeded to make what fans of the show are dubbing "the absolute worst use of lifelines ever." After being introduced to the show's host Meredith Vieira, Evans assured her that she was ready to play, whereupon she was posed with an extremely easy $100 question. The question was:
"Which of the following is the largest?"
A) A Peanut
B) An Elephant
C) The Moon
D) Hey, who you calling large?
Immediately Mrs. Evans was struck with an all consuming panic as she realized that this was a question to which she did not readily know the answer. "Hmm, oh boy, that's a toughie," said Evans, as Vieira did her level best to hide her disbelief and disgust. "I mean, I'm sure I've heard of some of these things before, but I have no idea how large they would be."
Evans made the decision to use the first of her three lifelines, the 50/50. Answers A and D were removed, leaving her to decide which was bigger, an elephant or the moon. However, faced with an incredibly easy question, Evans still remained unsure. "Oh! It removed the two I was leaning towards!" exclaimed Evans. "Darn. I think I better phone a friend."
Using the second of her two lifelines on the first question, Mrs. Evans asked to be connected with her friend Betsy, who is an office assistant.
"Hi Betsy! How are you? This is Kathy! I'm on TV!" said Evans, wasting the first seven seconds of her call. "Ok, I got an important question. Which of the following is the largest? B, an elephant, or C, the moon. 15 seconds hun." Betsy quickly replied that the answer was C, the moon. Evans proceeded to argue with her friend for the remaining ten seconds."Come on Betsy, are you sure?" said Evans. "How sure are you? Puh, that can't be it."To everyone's astonishment, the moronic Evans declined to take her friend's advice and pick 'The Moon.'"I just don't know if I can trust Betsy. She's not all that bright. So I think I'd like to ask the audience," said Evans.
Asked to vote on the correct answer, the audience returned 98% in favor of answer C, 'The Moon.' Having used up all her lifelines, Evans then made the dumbest choice of her life."Wow, seems like everybody is against what I'm thinking," said the too-stupid-to-live Evans. "But you know, sometimes you just got to go with your gut. So, let's see. For which is larger, an elephant or the moon, I'm going to have to go with B, an elephant. Final answer."
Evans sat before the dumbfounded audience, the only one waiting with bated breath, and was told that she was wrong, and that the answer was in fact, C, 'The Moon.'
Okay, so I'm sick at home and can't sleep. And the proposed stupidity of this women was nagging at me, so I did some searching and found this:
http://www.snopes.com/radiotv/gameshows/millionaire.asp
Just as I'd hoped, it's a fake. But, I did find some real contestants who shit the bed on the first answer, too sad!
p.s. The flu sucks
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Lone Wolf McQuade - Chuck Norris v David Carradine
One of the best sweaters I HAVE EVER SEEN in a movie. Especially in a fight scene.
Sweet, the amalgamation of my cyber life...
So, I know most of you tell me on a regular basis that I am a genius, and I thank you for your accolades. Today, I discovered that I can back-date blogs! So, in an effort to tidy up my cyber world, I snagged all my previous blogs from other sites and pasted them onto this site! This makes it easier for you to spy on me by delving deep into my history (circa 2006) to discover the mystery and intrigue surrounding my existence.
Hey, this also means I can make even more shit up, and pretend it happened not today, but SOME OTHER day! I wonder now, can I begin my blog history in 1978 on the ACTUAL day of my birth?! The possibilities are endless now! I can post blogs from years gone by and predict events that have yet to happen, then look like even more of a freaking genius to those around me! I have essentially discovered a time machine. Cool.
Hey, this also means I can make even more shit up, and pretend it happened not today, but SOME OTHER day! I wonder now, can I begin my blog history in 1978 on the ACTUAL day of my birth?! The possibilities are endless now! I can post blogs from years gone by and predict events that have yet to happen, then look like even more of a freaking genius to those around me! I have essentially discovered a time machine. Cool.
St. Cupid Day
FYI...
Cupid \KYOO-pid\ noun
1 : the Roman god of erotic love
*2 not capitalized : a figure that represents Cupid as a naked usually winged boy often holding a bow and arrow
Cupid \KYOO-pid\ noun
1 : the Roman god of erotic love
*2 not capitalized : a figure that represents Cupid as a naked usually winged boy often holding a bow and arrow
Example sentence:
Ricco sent Tanya a card covered with roses and cupids on Valentine's Day.
Did you know?
According to Roman mythology, Cupid was the son of Mercury, the messenger god, and Venus, the goddess of love. In Roman times, the winged "messenger of love" was sometimes depicted in armor, but no one is sure if that was intended as a sarcastic comment on the similarities between warfare and romance, or a reminder that love conquers all. Cupid was generally seen as a good spirit who brought happiness to all, but his matchmaking could cause mischief. Venus wasn't above using her son's power to get revenge on her rivals, and she once plotted to have the beautiful mortal Psyche fall in love with a despicable man. But the plan backfired: Cupid fell in love with Psyche, and she eventually became his immortal wife.
Cupid also rhymes with Stupid...hmmm?!
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
That's just SILLY!
Touring Raffi Refuses To Play 'Shake My Sillies Out'
Raffi was one of my most favourite performers when I was a little kid. I was especially fond of his much celebrated "Raffi's Christmas Album" and in fact still spin it every xmas while decorating the tree. This post in the Onion made me laugh, and then cry a little.
Funny that I like to READ the Onion, cause I facking HATE onions otherwise...strange.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Friday, February 9, 2007
The Police Reunion!!!!
Best news EVER! My all time favourite band is getting back together! AND going on tour! I am so pumped! This is a concert I would camp out for tickets to. I remember the day I heard the news of their break-up on the radio. I cried all day and my mum thought I was loony bins. They are apparently rehearsing in Vancouver, so perhaps they'll hit lots of Canadian cities! I'm so excited, I'm gonna pee my pants.
SO great!
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Thursday, February 1, 2007
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Adventures in Dog Sitting: Chapter 1: POO
Okay, so how was your morning? Mine, kinda shitty, literally. I'm staying at my good friend Michelle's house, looking after her dog Mickey and her cat (aptly named Poopoos) and having a grand old time on Day 2 of 30. Woke up, shoved the cat off my face, let the dog out with his food, made the first attempt at making coffee with the space machine in the kitchen (?), all was normalish. Mickey barked to come in, having finished his food and partially frozen his tail off (side bar, what the minus 30 degrees is going on!!??!!). Great time to sit down and watch a bit of TV while my coffee brewed. Cat is happily sleeping on the pillow, dog pacing around with his chew toy. Then it starts to smell. Dog prances in front of me with a delightful trail of poo following him across the living room floor. Awesome! It's 7:30am and there is poop on the floor. Mickey is promptly whisked outside, cat shooed away from the growing aroma, paper towel located and put to use. Poop flushed and cleaning spray applied. Shower time for me! I get out of the shower and attempt to get dressed while the dog is barking his face off outside- I'm thinking 'the neighbours are gonna love this'. I take a quick look around for any poop I might have missed, then go outside to retrieve the dog (in my towel of course and a pair of pants). Just as I throw a sweater over my head the doorbell rings. Super! The dog goes nuts then heads for the cat litter (his fav treat to eat, yum). I struggle with the dog and door to the cat litter room, while mystery doorbell-ringer stands outside in the cold. Finally dog and litter under control, I check to make sure I actually am dressed, then open the door. Sure enough, it is the neighbour. Concerned as to why poor Mickey is barking his head off outside in the cold. Well, don't I look like the best dog-sitter in the world. I'm certain Miss Neighbour can smell the freshness in the air of the now-flushed poop, but just in case, I inform her that I was just cleaning up before the dog shuffled through his own mess in the house. I'm certain I have made her morning at least half as enjoyable as mine!
Can't wait until tomorrow!
Can't wait until tomorrow!
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Wang Chung - Dance Hall Days (indeed)
I am constantly reminded of how freakishly funny this song is! Thanks BOB for playing this song on your station on regular rotation. Makes me howl with laughter, then want to fight someone.
Take your baby by the hand
And make her do a high handstand
Take your baby by the heel
And do the next thing that you feel
We were so in phase
In our dance hall days
We were cool on craze
When I, you and everyone we knew
Could believe, do, and share in what was true
Oh, I said
Dance hall, dance hall
Dance hall days
Take your baby by the hair
And pull her close and there there there
Take your baby by the ears
And play upon her darkest fears
We were so in phase
In our dance hall days
We were cool on craze
When I, you and everyone we knew
Could believe, do, and share in what was true
Oh, I said
Dance hall, dance hall
Dance hall days
So take your baby by the wrist
And in her mouth an amethyst
And in her eyes two sapphires blue
And you need her and she needs you
And you need her and she needs you
We were so in phase
In our dance hall days
We were cool on craze
When I, you and everyone we knew
Could believe, do, and share in what was true
Oh, I said Dance hall days love
Take your baby by the hand
And make her do a high handstand
Take your baby by the heel
And do the next thing that you feel
We were so in phase
In our dance hall days
We were cool on craze
When I, you and everyone we knew
Could believe, do, and share in what was true
Oh, I said
Dance hall, dance hall
Dance hall days
Take your baby by the hair
And pull her close and there there there
Take your baby by the ears
And play upon her darkest fears
We were so in phase
In our dance hall days
We were cool on craze
When I, you and everyone we knew
Could believe, do, and share in what was true
Oh, I said
Dance hall, dance hall
Dance hall days
So take your baby by the wrist
And in her mouth an amethyst
And in her eyes two sapphires blue
And you need her and she needs you
And you need her and she needs you
We were so in phase
In our dance hall days
We were cool on craze
When I, you and everyone we knew
Could believe, do, and share in what was true
Oh, I said Dance hall days love
Monday, January 22, 2007
Christmas memories...I think.
Long-lost VBers, Heather, Liz and Maureen, reconnect at VB Doug's spectacular Christmas party. Good times were had by all...in fact, I don't actually recall when this picture was captured. Think it was before I ripped my nylons on broken glass, and before I was burnt by some random's cigarette whilst cleaning up beer bottles. Yeah, good times...
Awww Shucks, thanks girls!
Wow, what an awesome welcome from my fellow recruiters! As usual, you MPPC'ers are pretty much the best people in the world. I too look forward to spying on y'all, and now that I'm house/dog sitting for the next month, I'll have lots of extra time to play around on my site!
Question: Do you think I should make up some business cards offering my dog sitting expertise? I'm thinking "Sit n' Stay" would be an appropriate working title. Like, "Liz Kaye will Sit n' Stay with your pups while you're Away...ahm, yeah, that's right, pretty slick!
Question: Do you think I should make up some business cards offering my dog sitting expertise? I'm thinking "Sit n' Stay" would be an appropriate working title. Like, "Liz Kaye will Sit n' Stay with your pups while you're Away...ahm, yeah, that's right, pretty slick!
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Procrastination 1 ('cause ya know there will be more to come!)
Time to start, the first month of 2007 has not expired. Still not any closer to my New Year's resolution of actually printing all of my pictures off my computer! Quite a daunting task really, as I do take a ridiculous amount of pictures at random events (mostly in a drunken stupour) and laugh when I download them with confusion...
Maybe February will be the time...
Maybe February will be the time...
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