Random Thoughts 8

There aren't any decent films on this weekend

 

So my next vector-car is done its not that good.

http://members.lycos.nl/lpchrizzle/audisr.jpg

its 1280pixels width though

 

One word: Borat

 

How about noooooooooooo.

Seriously, why is he so damn funny? I see commericals, interviews, etc...i'm not laughing.

 

I want to see that but i can't be assed to go the cinema

 

My name is Borat! This is my sister! She is number 4 prostitute in whole of Kazachstan!

Wowawiewa!

 

Sorry, didn't laugh. Really the only scene I laughed was the "NOT! Joke" part and the "In my country, they go crazy for these two...not so much her" part.

 

borat is the new napolean dynamite. it's true.

 

The rodeo skit was pretty good too

 

Yay! Finally found some Danger Gang!

 

Geez, no wonder...even I thought Napoleon sucked. Except the dance scene, which is pure genius.

 

Just fuckin' saw it, AMAZING movie

 

Hah, were you part of the masses that invaded polo park last night to see it?

 

After 13 years of being blonde I dyed my hair... red.

 

Niiiiiice.

 

I've got some posting to do in the PYP2 thread...

 

I miss Winnipeg, I want my snow back.

I just got in from raking leaves in the fucking cold drizzle rain weather outside. I'd rather be shovelling snow.

*sigh* Fuck Kelowna. -_-

 

nah, saw it this afternoon.

 

Oh, team machine!
I'm a pound of flesh in a drum machine's dream.
We watch crabs and lobsters eat a dead cops throat
and stuff our mouths with gutted stereos.
Oh, team machine!
Every single piano I've ever met in my life
never sounded as good as melted casio keys
burning in a sea that sings out in 3-D.
Oh, that laser rain kept me up all night again
scratching at the windows like a bright colored beast,
howling at the dawn like an adulterous priest.
Shake your hands like they're full of feathers.
Shake your wings like they're laced with sound.
Shake your skin like a scrambled tv.
Gnash your teeth like a flamingo swarm.
I think my night unplugged its life.
Digital sunrise!
Digital sunset!
Oh, team machine!
The world's got no end and it's got no beginning.
Now I'm coughing up maracas and tambourines,
looking over cliffs of eternity.
Shake your hands like they're full of disaster.
Shake your wings like they're painted with tar.
Shake your skin like it's sewn with insects.
Gnash your teeth like an exploding car.
And if your night unplugs its life blame it on the laser rain.
And if your life unplugs its eyes blame it on the laser rain.
Because you can't blame the sun, it's been bought and sold to a day that's never dawning.
and you can't blame the sky, it collapsed twelve times; now it's buried in a digital coffin.
so climb out your windowsill as the drum machines laugh to themselves.

i can be in the worst mood ever, and this song can always make me happy.
the blood brothers are amazing.