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There's a flaw in advertising memory management systems on the radio for those who need it. How are you supposed to remember the telephone number to call?

....And they say I'm not the brightest lightbulb in the hallway. posted by losir at 8:57 PM

5:12am. I'm still up.

Actually, just got back from the pool hall. It's been a long time since I "snuck" out to V.I.P. at 2:30am to shoot pool.

High school was the best.

....Not that I would know. posted by losir at 5:14 AM

Gash, no matter what I begin writing, nothing comes to mind. In the past 5 minutes I started this blog with:

"Popularity contest...." when I saw General Clack on TV.

"Georgey Junior makes my blood boil, just seeing his monkey face makes me shake with disgust."

I couldn't come up with much more. Even now, I struggle to finish typing this stuff in. I think I'm done for tonight.

....I think Whitney Houston has to get off the drugs and get back into the real world. posted by losir at 12:34 AM

I still remember a time when expletives were used by drunken sailors and special screw ups - like dropping the football at the one yard line when it's the last play before recess was over and you're down by 5. That deserves the big old "You TURD!"

Nowadays, people can't complete a sentence without dropping the F-bomb. I finally heard on the radio tonight a song which had almost half of the lyrics blanked out because they were deemed inappropriate for air-play.

That is totally stupid. I mean, if the song isn't radio friendly, why bother broadcasting it? Sure, the beat is catchy, but then so are a lot of other techno jams, and you don't see their need to litter their songs with profaned language right? I mean, it kind of defeats the purpose of having lyrics if it's going to be blanked out. Besides, techno just doesn't hit my groove thang. I don't like dancing to the same beat for hours at a time.

I wish rappers weren't trying to out-tough each other by filling every second sentence with colourful language. Think about it, after hearing "carnal knowledge with ones mother" enough times, it sort of loses its shock value, becomes less powerful, feels somehow less explicit, seeming less bad.

I'm not condoning profanity for the sake of saying it. I just prefer saving the bad language for when it's absolutely needed. I save those kinds of words for days like today, when nothing worked, no one cared, yet all eyes are glaring on you to find a cure. Those are the times I think God won't zap me with lightning if I said "Shhhhhhhingles" vehemently.

....Who am I kidding? "Friggaroony" posted by losir at 12:51 AM

I just want to give a personal BIG THUMBS UP to Bob at Tiretrends.com

Due to an error in my part of reading the Purolator.com's tracking site, I sent out a stupid email saying that the shipping address was incorrect.

It was only about 10 minutes later did I realize that the address was where my tires were PICKED UP, not to be delivered.

What really surprised me was that within the half hour that I sent the email, I received a call from Bob re-assuring me of my error, and to console me in the fact, stuff happens.

He was calling from Britich Columbia, while I was a little nobody in Toronto Canada.

That my friends is testiment to great customer service, and I am happy, no, elated to write this little blurb on the internet for all the world to see.

....Great job Tiretrends, and my hats off to you, Bob. posted by losir at 8:52 PM

I like familiarity. I like comfort. I enjoy the security in knowing that I know I'm comfortable in that security. Wait, I better explain.

Whenever someone queries where to eat, I always pick the same several restaurants. It isn't because I'm scared to try new things, but I just prefer going into a place I've dined before, so I don't have to fuss and worry about what to order.

I like the fact that when I go to my favorite Japanese restaurant (and it's my fav only because I know the owner), she will greet me warmly and give me a little something extra at the end of the meal in the form of tasty dessert. I love the idea of being Norm in Cheers.

But I know this puzzles people, especially those who like to explore new places, tastes new foods, love new adventures. Make no mistakes, I'm not adverse to trying new things, I'm not so close-minded that I cannot try a new style of snake soup, eat venison, sample turtle, or ravage a thick cut of ostrich. But I honestly prefer hitting the same few joints knowing the what the quality of food to expect (or lack thereof), than try something completely new and hope for the best.

And yet, I like to gamble. Maybe not with my palette or stomach (I inherited my Father's weakness), but I do like to take risks.

incident's, we had a very nice dinner Saturday night at loyalty's Lust. Oddly enough, this is a love-or-leave restaurant. Check out the conflicting reviews.

here
here
and here

Overall, it was a very pleasurable experience, made more so by good company and alcohol aplenty. Being that the Toxic Bunny and I had already attended a buffet dinner/party/schmuck deal earlier in the evening at her friend's condo, we were less than ravenous.

Yet, we somehow, between the two of us, fit in the following foods:
Foie Gras -- delicately seared with a hint of maple syrup - served with a dry yet scrumptious dark brown cracker.

Lobster dumpling -- Asian Fusion stereotype; pan seared, with a tangy mayonnaise dipping sauce.

Tiger Shrimp Martini -- Overpriced, yes! But fresh, brought out with a splash of lemon juice, accompanied by a light leafy salad and mango chutney dressing (I don't remember much of the salad to be honest.)

"cues cuse" -- Ugh, I have no idea how to spell that. I don't even know what's in there, except there was some dried fruit (fig?) haphazardly thrown in. I know that it looked like rice, but it was about half the size, length wise. It's not a favorite, so I don't know what else to say.

Three cheese Risotto -- shared by the table. Surprisingly good, although it does not contribute to my ever incessant need to have six packs abs. (It'll never happen, but it's a fantasy nonetheless.)

Asparagus -- Very yummy I must say. Nothing special, except they were fresh, texture was perfect, and just enough flavor to be salty, yet not overbearingly so. Definitely a good accompaniment to any main dish.

Finally the drinks. I had a Purple Rain martini, and the Ol' Bunny had a classic Caesar and a funky looking Hawaii Five-O martini as a chaser. All the martinis were good. Maybe a little too fruity for my taste. But after downing two cups of cheap white wine at the party in a styro-foam cup no less, and another cup of Alize (in the same freaking aforementioned container), my purple martini with a slice of lime and pulp strewn in tasted just heavenly.

Dessert, which consisted of a fine pot of earl grey tea, and a generous slice of chocolate chocolate pie (yes, two chocolates there) was overkill. The cake was flourless, so basically it was just chocoloate melted and reformed into a cake-like wedge. Way too sweet. I had a spoonful of Narc's Creme Brulee, and it was good. Again, much too sweet, but preferable to that phlegm inducing slice of mine. (Phlegm isn't a word one should use during a food review, is it?)

Anyway, the bill came out to $135 per couple. Not exactly fast food fare is it> It was okay though. The atmosphere was cozy, and because we were the biggest group that night - seated by the bar, there was a certain serenity and comfort which I don't usually obtain on the first try.

All in all, the friends and company made the meal much more enjoyable than it would have been otherwise.

....Happy Birthday may-day; may all your future b-days stay blackjack (21). posted by losir at 12:59 AM