Forgot to mention…

Me + roomie + lots of amazingly short people + 30 film and television students @ whippersnapper = Two Hours Traffic Show

Arrived a little late, but just in time for the main event. Normally at this point in a show the lights would dim, but no, the film crew decided to light the room and stage with the equivalent of mid-afternoon sun. Awkward, but they did get some nice shots.

Two Hours Traffic was true to sound throughout the set. Super neat. The first half of their performance felt like watching the best impromptu camp song rock out ever. But then you remember that you aren’t allowed to sing along and so you sway your bum instead. Band good, most else bad, crayon wall murals; a little sad. If only we could all draw like him.

oh those americans

pardon the absence,
project overloaded-and-underpaid has almost ended

It’s a good thing that Christopher Columbus chose to discover the new world during the last week of the semester or else I could have been watching some good old fashioned rot-your-brains-out television instead of finishing those final projects.

These people are as self-aware sexy as I am lactose intolerant: hotties with cameras from LOOKBOOK

Trekkie Time

Today is a lazy day.
Half of my outfit is borrowed, and someone else brushed my teeth.
We thought that the kitten would help wake me up… not so much.
Does any one want a Wharf baby?

Internet tv is my crack

Since Stylista and ANTM (shut up and just let me watch it) refuse to stream themselves for my amusement I offer up cabfolio instead.

This is pretty much the cream of the crop but check it out anyway. Goodness gracious I freakin’ love illustration and all of this crap! But something else worthy of inquiries: no-pants 2k8! Improve Everywhere is responsible for some of the more interesting and humorous things that have happened in the world… Including cars full of pants-less subway riders, spontanious statuism at the Eaton Centre, etc etc etc.

Time to recover from all-nighter.

Matt & Kim and You and I.

Went and saw Matt and Kim the super fantastic duo from Brooklyn NY. It was neat. Before they came on though, two boys from I-don’t-know-where played some strange mixes of things and one very special song about birds chirping. In the end it turned out their name was Best Fwends and they worshiped the devil. Not something to bring home to mother, but an interesting thing to watch people dance to.

Back to the Matt and Kim now! She sits her teeney tiny self down in the drumset and then beats it as if she were a 500 lb man (so says Matt). For this gig she wore a zebra ‘cougar shirt’. Hot. Bonus points: She smiles the entire time and has a hard to rock hairdo that really works. Matt is a sweaty, smiley, dancey, mass of energy who happened to unintentionally crowd surf.

All in all. A good night.
Except that it is now round two.

Kegger time.

The gum was quite accurate….

This hat is much better than the Palin glasses.

In other news:

-Babies who frequent the Asian market love to grab my arm and maniacally laugh at me.
-I Must learn better hand gestures to communicate to non-English speaking tourists.
-My education on pantry moths has been maximized due to disgusting infested muffin mix!
-The winter has come… again. Probably.