baby it's cold outside....

actually it's cold inside. i have hot water now, but no heat!

i called up the place that fixed our hot water tank, and the extremely nice girl said, is this an emergency? well, i'm cold, but i guess i'll live. and then she says, just don't open any windows. umm, yah, wasn't really planning too, since it's fucking snowing out!

i am going to do some laundry just so i can use the dryer to heat up the house a little. and the dog will definately be sleeping in my bed tonight. see, this is the difference between cats and dogs. i remember on the hour when mr. stroumboulopoulos said he had no heat, and his cats wouldn't come near him. dogs are so less fussy!

chain chain chain...

haha. i just got this from the supersuckers, and i don't think we need any more crappy bands and we certainly do not need any more shitty songs so i've re-posted this. :)

i want each and every single one of you who consider yourself to be a friend of the band to send this link to at least five people. now, you've heard this before, but if you don't send this to five people in the next 66.6 minutes, at least seven or eight crappy bands will have formed, and at least another 250 shitty songs will have been written. we can stop this, we have the technology, we have the cure!

this is the gospel according to eddie and ron. learn it, know it, live it.

super suckers vs the music biz

should i stay or should i go...

so i'm going to jump ahead, in the story of my search for work as i am currently in a dilema (i have no idea how to spell it, and i'm too lazy too look it up).

i pretty much have three job offers this week. one, i'm turning down as it conflicts with the other two. it is office temping for a couple of months, with a strong possibility of permanent hire.

the second is a job that is pretty cool, but is only full time for one month. no possibility of extension. the money is decent, better than average for temping.

the third is basically the same job i used to do. i don't mind it and i'm good at it. this job would be full time with benefits, etc etc. the other thing is, that there is not many places in vancouver in my industry, that have these jobs open.

i did email the strombo show on it, and i got their advice (i'll discuss later). but now, i'm throwing it out to you. what would you do?

the decision has to be made tomorrow.

down by the water...

monday nite, i got home around 9pm from work. i'm feelin' good, not so tired so me and the dog head to the local neighbourhood school for some illegal offleash activities. i try not to let him off leash where he isn't allowed but it's late, there is no one in site, and there's snow! we have a blast, he's running around like a crazy dog, eating snow, chasing snowballs and a regular ball, and generally being a bigger goof than usual. we play until we lose the ball in the snow. apparently a keen sense of smell is not my dog's strong point.

we go home, and i'm feelin' good. not too tired. i figure i will kick back and relax, watch a little tv, catch 'the hour' and then go to bed.

however, this is not to be. my brother is getting ready for work (he works graveyards) and i can hear him running a bath. he then says, there is no hot water. he goes downstairs and.. water everywhere! as i told my friend today, our hot water tank is broken. :(

so, instead of chillin', i am mopping up water, and moving crap around our basement so that everything is clear for whoever we can get to fix it. and then i'm so tired, that i have to go to sleep and get up early (5am!) to finish it. i call work and tell them i can't come in, and they are totally cool with it. and then it's time to call the plumber. have you ever tried to call a plumber in cold weather?! i was on hold forever, and they can't get here until tomorrow (but they are very nice so that is ok). so i ended up going to work anyways.

i have no hot water and today was a killer day. all i want to do is soak in the tub. but alas, no such luck.

the first snow of the year pt. 3... (and the last.. i think)

here is the world as i awoke to it monday morning.














aaaaah, the joys of being a car owner.














down the hill from me.













i think it is supposed to snow again tomorrow.

feels so good tonight, who cares about tomorrow...

here is the weekly strombo show recap. yah, it's pretty late. and i couldn't read my notes. whatever. :)

my random thought this week, if bob is potentially my non-romantic crush, then alex is the cool kid i was afraid to sit with in the cafeteria. not the obviously cool kid. but the one that intimidated me more.

the players – bob, alex, mr. stroumboulopoulos

alex will be debuting a new segment. it’s called this week with bob.

bob is wearing a santa claus hat. and a scarf. (i was always kinda impressed that he wears scarves and then i realized.. d’oh, it’s in ontario. of course they wear scarves.) the hat was bought it at the santa claus parade. alex has a new jacket and hair cut. mr. stroumboulopoulos is wearing a danzig t-shirt. black, of course. alex mentions that mr. stroumboulopoulos has not said anything about his new haircut. he counters with, i’m not dating you.

the santa claus parade was discussed. mr. stroumboulopoulos has never been that he can remember. bob went on assignment for 'the hour'. he was actually in the parade. bob says that once you have a camera, you have unbelievable power. i have a camera, please get out of my way. alex went to the parade as a kid. bob looked around at all the screaming kids and thought, that’s so cute. i’m ready for kids. they want to know if his wife knows. bob asks mr. stroumboulopoulos if he has ever looked at kids and thinks maybe it’s not such a bad idea. mr. stroumboulopoulos ask how he is supposed to answer, truthfully or what is best for the bit. he answers, no, it’s not my thing in my life. i’m a man, in 15 years i can have kids. (see toccata’s response (it’s called strombo you are so wrong! i am having trouble linking it properly) i just don’t feel that way. alex thinks that bob will make a great dad, playing in the sand, eating crap with them. bob says he can relate to kids. alex (i think) says it’s going to be a handful for bob’s wife.

someone for another radio station is listening in. bob wants to know if they are stealing bits. alex doesn’t want them to steal bob’s week.

new york groove – ace frehley. mr. stroumboulopoulos hates kiss.

saint hilarious is discussed. (personally, i prefer saint dymphna. if you are interested, she is listed on my sidebar). bob thinks being pope would be hilarious. mr. stroumboulopoulos would have to give it up. celibate? how long would i last? however, you do get a bitchin’ hat. the idea of doing a pope movie like ‘king ralph' is discussed. bob is trying to talk and he is waving his hand around like horshack while mr. stroumboulopoulos is yapping away. mr. stroumboulopoulos did not realize he wanted to talk, he thought he was celebrating.

bob mentions the story on the new pentagon guidelines for homosexuality. mr. stroumboulopoulos thinks this is insane. (i can not even type them.)

another great bob quote… i’m going to leave you a trail of bread crumbs to find your way back to the conversation.

mr. stroumboulopoulos reads evelyne’s myspace message and mentions she named her goat after him. alex says they have goats in quebec? i didn’t know they could have them in the city. alex thinks the goat is in montreal.

bob forgot to wear the weightlifter pants.

barbara w and her fortune cookie is discussed. and whether or not he ate it. bob says look at me, of course i ate it. alex says don’t eat candy from a stranger. bob says barbara’s not a stranger.

donnie tells a story about being at the subway and a little child was running around. there was an older gentleman and the kid ran over his legs. the man said hey you, stop that. he did not use harsh language. the kid’s father says something like don’t talk to him like that. i am his father. and the man said then you be the kid’s father and father him.

mr. stroumboulopoulos says i don’t really have a father, but i have good male role models. (ok i don’t really understand my notes here) something about keeping you damn mouth shut and giving them the opportunity to parent. unless the child is impeding you.

bob disagrees with mr. stroumboulopoulos in that the man should have spoken to the parent, not the child.

alex thinks bob is a little bit wrong and mr. stroumboulopoulos is very much right. if a child is punching me, i’m going to have a go at him. i don’t care how old you are. if you are stepping all over me, be prepared to bring it. cuz i’m stepping all over you. peels of laughter all around the studio. (i am sooo with alex). bob has nothing to add to that.

bob wants to know how old is too old for a backpack. alex doesn’t get why. bob feels that he is too old for a backpack.

my comment on the old man being my new hero is read. and there is lots of phone calls on the parenting issue. stuff about parents not paying attention and they teach to teach kids responsibility.

alex declares the backpack as the new briefcase and bob is just behind with the times.

someone myspaces in about seeing a dad hitting their kid with a stick. bob says you have to stay out of it then changes it to no you do have to say something. he talks about what it is like being a guy. how you see a guy yelling at a woman and you are not sure if you should get involved. (that is tough as a woman as well.) mr. stroumboulopoulos says he did that once.

they find out the child being hit was 4 or five and they said yes, you have to get involved.

mr. stroumboulopoulos said he and a friend were coming out of a bar and saw a guy push a girl up against the wall. he and his friend crossed their arms and pinned the guy against the wall. someone ran into the doughnut shop and called the police. the girl punched the guy in the face while he was pinned up against the wall. this is not helping! but they had to get involved.

the debut of this week in bob. funky theme song.

bob and alex sit on the other end of the room, opposite each other. early this week, bob came up to alex and told him he needed to come up with a bit. and this just came to him. mr. stroumboulopoulos mentions that alex has notes. alex says this is my point of view. mr. stroumboulopoulos says alex tends to be brutally honest. alex says i’m not going to be mean, bob is my friend and i’m not going to make him cry. i just go to work and try to live my life.

monday – nothing. alex wasn’t thinking about this then. it came up later on.
tuesday – bob comes up to alex. actually alex goes up to bob and bob asks him ‘would you like to go to dinner with me and jim richards? alex asks when? and bob says friday. doesn’t jim work on friday until ten. ok let’s do it saturday. and bob walks away. alex thinks did you even ask him? no, i know you didn’t because he was in florida. you moved the date to a totally different date. mr. stroumboulopoulos says he went out with jim when he got back and says alex came out as well. they went to the new james bond flick.
wednesday – i don’t remember. perhaps something happened. i wasn’t paying attention.
thursday - was the day alex came up with this bit. this is the birthday of this week in bob. bob is writing it down. bob asks him to shoot something for a bit on the show that is debuting next week. he asks what time and bob says be in the office at 9 in the morning tomorrow. on friday, there is no show and they don’t have to come in until 10 or 11.
friday – alex is in at 9am. what times does bob decide to come in? ten! mr. stroumboulopoulos asks is this true? bob says 9.45. alex says he strolls in, not a care in the world. while, he’s been sitting at his desk in a completely empty office. bob wants to know if he gets to respond. alex says he is almost done. alex doesn’t bring it up. bob is leaving at the regular time and bob says to him on the way out. oh by the way, we aren’t going to have dinner. mr. stroumboulopoulos asks if that is true. bob says he doesn’t really remember. alex was pretty mad at the time, but he’s over it.

mr. stroumboulopoulos finds the new segment funny. (me too!). alex says it’s all true from his point of view. bob may have completely legitmate reasons.

bob says that he e-mailed jim about dinner. and the ten o’clock thing was true. and on leaving, he hadn’t heard from jim. bob and alex are like lucy and ethel. mr. stroumboulopoulos says he sits on the opposite side of the room and sees it all happening. he wants to film it on his camera phone and post it on his website.

comic relief was discussed. mr. stroumboulopoulos says that the scariest thing he has ever done was five minutes of standup comedy at the winnipeg comedy festival. bob says you couldn’t pay him enough to do it.

advice time.

mr. stroumboulopoulos has a question from kelly who thinks they will think it’s a stupid teenager thing. she has a friend who is her dream guy and she loves him. he is social with everyone. it would crush her if he ever became awkward with her. she is normally a cold hearted person. she is 15 years old. bob says don’t say anything. it’s a tough one. most situations don’t work out the way you want them too. if you don’t say anything, you can still keep the friendship and you may not feel this way in a year from now. the second you go there, all bets are off. make sure you can live with it. alex says he thinks bob is right. but i disagree. he is likely not into her. but he says do it, it works in the movies. tell him, see what happens. it’s high school, so it’s awkward for everyone. mr. stroumboulopoulos says use being 15 to your advantage. it is when things are supposed to be awkward. alex has a good point. bob is right, there is a greater risk of being hurt. bob says offense gets headlines, but defense wins games.

wave of mutilation – pixes

another teaser of frank black's interview.

mr. stroumboulopoulos says the show has just flown by today (true!)

mr. stroumboulopoulos mentions a conversation on myspace. alex wants to know shouldn’t they be listening to us? talk of a chatboard and real time comments are discussed. bob says that sounds exciting and new.

talk of mitch hedberg. someone asks about being upset by his death. mr. stroumboulopoulos says yes he is. alex ask didn’t that happen awhile ago? get over it. a lot of people die. mr. stroumboulopoulos says mitch was a special kind of comic. someone asks for recommendations on comics. they recommend nile seguin .

jordan from montreal calls in. he is having problems with this girl he was supposed to go to the movies with yesterday. there was a confusion over the time and now she is mad at him. it was something like seven o’clock vs. eight o’clock. mr. stroumboulopoulos says give her a call, send her an email saying it was an honest mistake, and you appreciate the fact that you left her wondering. nothing is going to stop a girl that’s pissed. bob says get her a little present. not a big present that means there is something big going on.

a teaser about barbara's fortune cookie. which is never disucssed.

melissa joins in for the last 15 minutes and tells them make it good. melissa is so freakin’ funny, she kills me.

webcams and being naked/in boxer shorts is discussed. bob and mr. stroumboulopoulos apparently did a radio show in boxers . alex says i just barfed in my mouth. mr. stroumboulopoulos said it was the best way to keep guys out of the studio. bob once said he would kiss dave navarro on the mouth on that show. he is ashamed now.

things they like.

mr. stroumboulopoulos mentions the homemade kids tattoo gun kit . he wants to get one for his nephew for christmas. bob says his little nephew loves bowties. and for a big day at school, he wears a suit. now, i think he said that his nephew wants to get bob a pink striped suit for his birthday. a handsome man suit. or maybe the nephew wanted the suit.

bob doesn’t like the new gwen stefani song but has decided to give up. because he will hear it 20 times and then love it. mr. stroumboulopoulos likes gwen stefani and doesn’t mind the song.

alex likes bob because without him we wouldn’t have the segment this week with bob.

the end.

it's the first snow of the year ....pt.2

here are some daytime pics. no flash needed. :)


trees in my front yard.















the view from my back porch.














the view overlooking the carport. i took this just so you can see how much snow has already fallen.






i will try and post some more after more snow has fallen. a lot of the snow out front has already been played in. :)

it's the first snow of the year...

which means time to dig out the hawksley workman holiday cd.

it's funny how little things bring you joy. i absolutely love the fact that it is snowing out right now. i tried taking some pictures but something seems wrong with my flash. the pics were all black and when i used auto correct, i got these crazy looking pictures.

going to the chapel...

ok, so a bunch of us have been playing marry, shag or cliff that barbara aka bad tempered zombie (i love that name!) posted. i got to thinking about this while i was driving down in the states (hey, i was alone, i did a lot of thinking) and i came up with this trio.

since so many of us are cbc buffs, i thought it only appropriate that we should do a cbc trio. so, people, here are your three cbc choices.

strombo, jian or mercer. (maybe i should change jian to ian handsomemaning since jian has taken a beating already. and i hadn't realised that jian had been mentioned so often)

after careful deliberation, here is my decision.

even tho neither of us believe in marriage, i'd marry mr. stroumboulopoulos. i could pick any number of reasons, but i give you this one. i would marry him because i want to add his extremely complicated last name to my extremely complicated last name, ensuring that nobody would ever get my last name right. good lord, i don't even think i could get id with both of the names on it. and i would never ever be able to fill out an application form again.

and even tho, i think it would be the most dissappointing night ever in the history of shagging (i'm thinking the fact that i'm female may make it impossible), i'd shag mercer. i'd have to save him. i couldn't live in a world without him. who would make me pee my pants every tuesday?

so that lives poor jian to be cliffed. and the reason for this is because i had a semi-bad experience with moxy fruvous. and i think it was jian but i am not sure. i would have to do some research into it, and i'd rather not. if i find out for sure it was him, i couldn't enjoy him anymore.

and if we change jian to ian. then ian would be cliffed because i have seen him when he is not being dressed by the cbc, and well, let's just say it is not good.

but then i thought, since most of us listen to the strombo show, we really should be playing...

strombo, bob or alex.

or is that not right? i couldn't decide.

turkey in the straw...

i know i'm late, but happy belated turkey day. i was down in america today, and i went to this family restaurant thinking they would have turkey. sadly, i was wrong.

here is my friday random top ten. just a cool cat was unable to play, but i still posted mine there. and here.

until i hit number ten, my computer was in a total rockin' mood. since ten was not so rockin', and eleven was, i decided to do a top eleven today.

1. i don't love you - the dishrags
2. skip beat – fluf
3. the n.s. – sloan
4. sweet jane - the velvet underground
5. you're all i have – snow patrol (my mp3 player loves this song. and i always think it's a different band. it always surprises me when i realise it is snow patrol)
6. made me madman [live] - backyard babies (i have totally re-discovered this band lately. i need to seem them in concert again.)
7. rock-n-roll records (ain't sellin' this year) – supersuckers
8. i'd be so pleased - the hi-fives
9. american idiot – green day (sigh. hot punk bi-sexual boy in makeup. how could i not love him?)
10. opening - gustavo santaolalla

bonus track

11. ride - the vines

super freak...

i was reading allison's post on her half birthday and she talked about things that people do not know about her. i have decided to steal the idea and post a few odd things about myself.

1. as i mentioned to allison, as a child i ate nothing red. except ketchup possibly.

2. one of my goals is to drive in every state and province, taking a picture of the "welcome to" sign. i have yet to figure out how i will manage hawaii.

3. i dislike the number four. immensely. and i love printing the letter q. it makes me happy. seriously.

4. i did not talk until i was three. i learnt to read by the time i was four.

5. i have never changed a diaper.

6. i have not seen any of the following series - lord of the rings, "new" star wars, the matrix, harry potter. i also have not read any of the books either. oh wait, i saw maybe ten minutes of one of the potter movies on a plane once.

7. although i love cemetaries, halloween, being scared and general "gothicness", i can not watch horror movies.

8. i experience deja vu a lot. at least once a week.

9. i never go anywhere uninvited. and the thought of inviting myself somewhere or to tag along is alien to me.

10. i have made up something i call 'closet rules' and as such, i am currently in the process of reading every book i own. and listening to every cd (but that you may know already.)

feel like sharing?

she works hard for the money....

ok, i've been at my new job for two days. and for two days, i have been on the shop floor. umm, i believe i was told i was going to be receiving! i am hoping this is only training and eventually i will be moved to the back.

after my first day, i was convinced i had made a horrible mistake. what was i thinking, going back to retail? now, let me make this clear, i have no issues with people working in retail. i worked retail for a good portion of my working life. i do not think i am beneath retail. but i was working and feeling so god damn low. it just made me feel like i hadn't accomplished anything in my life. oh, look, i am back working the first job i ever had. and i'm working way more than i originally wanted to.

however, after my second day, i am feeling a bit better. the people there are so nice. it doesn't seem like anyone has an agenda. i forgot what that was like. nobody is after my job. nobody is trying to make me look bad. and i was talking to this girl, and she said that in a couple of weeks, everyone will be out of school, and it probably would be easy to cut my hours down.

i just wish i could get some decent sleep. i had to get up early on monday, because i had to go replace my sin card. i was going to do this on friday, but it was raining really hard, i felt like crap, and the place i had to go is five minutes away from my new work. i go there, and oddly enough, everyone is super nice there. i'm sorry, you are a government agency, i am not used to this. however, they informed me that my birth certificate is unacceptable to them. i now have to send it in to some other goverment agency, tell that that the first government agency has deemed it unacceptable and they need to replace it, free of charge.

on the other job front, i have an interview on friday with the girl who hates my friend. and now, i realize that i have this friend down as a reference. i guess i'd better change that before i go in.

the woman who seemed desperate to talk to me called me this morning. it ends up being a phone interview. surprise! anyways, i have no idea how i did. she said that she would now pass my resume on to the people who are actually going to be in charge of the hiring and they will decide whether or not they want to see me. she asked me that awful question of how much do i want. i made up a figure, that i kinda lowballed and she said that i was in the right range. i guess we will see if i get called in.

i got another call from a job i didn't think i would get called for. it's for a big union job. i have passed phase one. i now need to do some kind of online test. if i pass that, i will then move onto phase three. interviews. i have no idea what kind of test this is. i have the link, but i haven't opened it yet. i figure i probably have to be awake for it.

i did some more online tests for my temp agency. i feel good about this. i feel confident saying i have intermediate skills. bordering on advance.

and today, i got a call from another place about temping. so, it's looking good.

i'm bringin' sexy back...

i had to use that one. i heard it in the mall today and it has been going thru my mind ever since. and it seemed appropriate since last nite i came home from my new job to a mailbox full of e-mails about underwear. and it's been mentioned everywhere (including claire martin). i personally think it was an homage to the white stripes and their news story. that's all i'm gonna say.

speaking of bringing sexy back, check out the diving clip from the mercer report this week.

i was going to post on my first two days of the job, but all this sexy talk distracts me. so, let's talk about last week's 'the hour' instead.

what a week of closers! finally, signs of life. thank you, thank you, thank you!

there's more, let's call it 'spice' in the show now. the show is back to being more politically aware. the jokes are flowing better. the quips are more natural, seem more off the cuff. like the intro to an oj piece.. oj simpson is back in the news again, being a moron. bam! stephen harper and the chinese president. the chinese president flatly rejects criticism. i guess harper and him have something in common. bam! (ok, that one was obvious, but in the first few weeks of the season, i don't think they would have nailed it).

the guest list was good this week. however, i had some problems with the production/editing of the pieces.

first, i thought the wendy mesley started off horribly. at first i thought, wow, she's a crappy interviewee but it ended up getting much better. however, who edited the piece? you can't have her accuse pierre trudeau of being a pedophile and edit out the explanation. true, after the interview, it was explained (he hit on her, but she was 20, not 12) but to edit the piece that way made it look like bad tabloid tv.

second, i loved the catherine o'hara interview but where was it filmed? was somebody not listening to what was going on in the background? it sounded like it was filmed in a bar at night, there was so much background noise. it was extremely distracting and made the interview hard to follow at times.

side note...my brain is alert and awake tonight, but not my body. i stood up, and nearly fell over. damn near spilt my wine!

i loved and hated the foo fighters interview. i have to admit, when dave grohl was talking about his daughter and said something like 'i only know how to love her", my eyes teared up. but on a personal level, when dave grohl said talked about stuff he said in interviews when he was in nirvana, i felt like part of me was ripped out and stomped on. umm, what you said in those days meant a lot to me. it was a little disheartening to hear him blow off so casually the younger version of himself.

i mentioned editing above, and i have to say i have issues with the edited versions that they played on the best of this week. one, they kept showing clips of the foo fighters that they didn't air and two, they edited the billy connelly interview to make it look like mr. stroumboulopoulos actually had control of the interview. which was never the case. connelly ran wild with that interview from the moment he took the stage. i am not saying it wasn't good, connelly was hilarious. but that was no interview. and this isn't a big criticism either. i think it would have been hard for most people to control it. he reminded me of robin williams in that way.

i think if 'the hour' can't go to other cities, they should at least have the panel van do a cross country tour. and i mean cross country. not just vancouver, calgary and montreal.

this is what i want, and indeed expect from 'the hour'. i want to be educated, i want to think, and i want to be entertained. and finally this season, i am seeing signs that that 'hour' is returning.

bravo.

ps.. just saw that jack black is listed as upcoming on 'the hour'.. .. sigh... :)

so tired, tired of waiting...

man, am i beat. i knew retail was hard, i remember how physical it was, but there is nothing you can do to prepare your body for it. it's 8.45 and i am going to have to crash soon.

if you are looking for the strombo show recap. it probably won't be put up until later in the week.

zzzzzzzzz

sing a little bit of these working man blues...

another week, another 1,000 resumes. actually this week, i slacked off. only 500 resumes. :)

so, earlier this week, i was complaining about the fact that i was returning messages but people were not returning them back. apparently, they wait until i feel so crappy that i have to crawl back into bed. i checked my messages on friday nite and i had SIX! i almost collapsed in shock.

one of the messages, was one of the calls i had returned but hadn't heard back from. well, i don't know what happened in the last couple of days, but now they sound desperate. the message is basically giving me all these options of when i can call them back and actually reach them. i am not sure i want to work at this place, but i will see what they have to offer.

another message said it was a voice from my past, mentioned a place i worked years ago, and then mentioned a job i had recently applied for. the problem was i couldn't understand the name and had to listen to the message over and over again. finally, i was like oh my god, i thought this person hated me. i know they complained about a friend of mine. and me indirectly. of course, i suspect it was bitterness as there was a boyfriend swap that had happened. i am slightly suspicious of why i am being called in. i will try and look at it positively tho. or perhaps, nobody else wanted the job. haha. it's actually a pretty cool job. it is short term temporary which is a good thing.

and then there were two messages from the employment agency. one was just general, but the other was the offer of the online retailer again. man, they must be desperate!

i have expanded my job search to alberta now. i am not sure i want to move there but there are seem to be a lot of jobs available. i applied for some simple yet high paying goverment job. a friend of mine who is also looking for work applied for some other high paying government job that is in her field and has totally done before. but jobs like that are hard to get in bc. let's see if they are easier in alberta.

and the government of canada job website has got to be the most difficult website to work. i can't even figure out what the jobs are, let alone if i am qualified for them.

i start my new job tomorrow.

i am woman...

i wake up this morning in massive pain. i can barely move, my back hurts so much. i wish to throw up. great, i became a woman last nite. at least, my bitchiness will be over soon. and i won't have to start my new job feeling like shit.

i am supposed to go and get a new sin card today. my new retail job has the most paperwork i've ever had to fill out in order to start a new job. i not only have to submit to a police check, i have to prove who i am by producing an actual sin card. i have not had an actual card for years. probably since my first job. i lost my wallet right before leaving for europe the first time, and never bothered to replace it. nobody has ever asked for it before. i just remembered my number and that was good for everyone else.

i am annoyed because i finally had to submit to adding word verification to my blog. damn spammers! i am also annoyed because for some reason, every time i want to use word, i keep opening the internet. grrr! and i keep smelling hot chocolate for some reason.

all week long, i have been thinking of friday and random top ten. now that it is time to play, i forget about it until i read mellowlee's blog. you know the drill. play here and don't forget to post here.

1. i will follow – u2 (possibly my favourite u2 song ever. is it their best? probably not. but it's the one i have the most memories attached to.)
2. rider on the wheel – nick drake
3. the chooser – fluf (this band always reminds me of 't' and the fact that she is the only other person i know who likes this band)
4. i want an alien for christmas - fountains of wayne (apparently there must be one embarrassing song each week. here is this week's)

5. how to be dead – snow patrol
6. my radio – stars
7. woman – wolfmother
8. new york, new york – ryan adams
9. i don't know (alternative take) – the replacements
10. king of beast – tackhead

ok, here are this week's new searches. apparently it's all about strombo and tattoos this week.at least this makes sense to me. the whole girlfriend and shirtless stuff last week was kinda weird.

froggy went a courtin
george stroumboulopoulos girlfriend
friday i'm in love
neighbour of the beast 668
richard dean anderson
668 beast
"gill deacon"
beast lover
i\'ve got love in my tummy
the strombo show nov 12
if i knew you were coming
mcdonalds boycott
what is the defination of neighbour
gill deacon cbc nickname
hilary doyle hour
rona ambrose potted plant
tattooed love boys
lukas rossi
killers critical of green day anti-american antiques
kanye west - gold digger
"george stroumboulopoulos"
friday im in love interpretation
of the beast strombo
if i knew you were coming id a baked a cake
mp3
sonnets at 4 am
hey mister dj mp3
"driving in my car" comedy song
stroumboulopoulos + "the hour" + "theme music"
"rick mercer"
yummy yummy yummy ive got love in my tummy
dj put
meaning of friday im in love
if i knew you were coming bake a cake
britney jackie greene girlfriend
george stroumboulopoulos tattoo
shannon tweed
strombo tattoo
myspace george thomas stroumboulopoulos
friday i'm in love meaning
george stroumboulopoulos tattoos
the hour stroumboulopoulos theme music
how did steve irwin manged to look after his family and his job?
cbc rumours
kanye west interupts band at awards show
george stroumboulopoulos's girlfriend
lukas rossi fiona
vancouver
song yummy yummy yummy ive got love in my tummy
labatts world outgames
dito montiel
"my rainboots"
668 the neighbour
stroumboulopoulos tattoo
what is george stroumboulopoulos tattoo?
nasty wife
russell peters trini
"eddie izzard"
hey mister dj song
"david foster" –
stephen harper
art of wagner
sroumboulopoulos + panic
strombo
pile of bones+tattoo convention
wife orgasm
"girls against boys"
beast
websites with ryan adams wonderwall song
hilary doyle the hour
america ferrera bra and panties
airporter shuttle express blogs
blogspot.com + shoes
yummy yummy yummy i got love in my tummy song
dave foley (i heart dave foley)

and i get to add the following places.

turkey
south africa
egypt
france
new zealand
usa – wisconsin, iowa, new jersey, utah
ukraine
malaysia
czech republic
finland
northern ireland
estonia
sweden

i've come to wish you an unhappy birthday ...

i got to thinking about birthdays this week. mainly as that was one of the topics on the radio this week.

i'm very particular with my birthday. this has to do with two facts mainly. one, my birthday is extremely close to new years. two, my parents mainly ignored my birthday growing. both of these factors contribute to how i feel about birthday as an adult.

now, the fact that my birthday is extremely close to new year's causes me much grief. in fact, i am pretty sure that it is part of the reason why i am so bitter about new year's eve. i feel like it's in competition with me. another reason for my grief is that no one ever has anyone money or any energy to go out for my birthday. it's always, oh, we went on new year's eve. we don't have any money left to go out again. or, i'm still recovering from new year's eve. i can't go out. and a lot of places are actually closed on my birthday.

growing up, when i got presents for my birthday, they were usually joint presents. usually given to me on xmas. um, thanks. what do i open on my birthday then? this is not so much a problem now, but how about when you are a kid? let me tell you, it sucks.

i'm obsessed with cake on my birthday. this directly relates to the fact that i very rarely got cake on my birthday growing up. so now that i am an adult, i insist on cake on my birthday. this drives my friends insane.

isn't it weird how what happens as a kid affects you as an adult?

shine up the old brown shoes...

i am bob. listeners to the strombo show will understand this comment later.

this weekend, it was wet and stormy. when i finally managed to pull my ass out of bed on sunday, i decided to re-organize my front hall closet. this closet used to my sole domain, but my brother has recently decided to use it as well. even tho' he has a huge double sized closet and i only have a tiny baby sized closet but.. whatever. i started by pulling together my shoes from various rooms of my place. bedroom, closet, office and cleaning them. much to my horror, i discovered i have at least 43 pairs of footwear! now, this list does include stuff like slippers, flip flops, snowboots, gym shoes.

11 pairs of assorted sneakers
14 pairs of assorted boots
7 pairs of assorted sandals/flip flops
1 pair of slippers
10 pairs of various shoes

i am bob.

working for a living...

first off, would everyone driving in the rain turn on your fucking headlights?! i can't believe how many people are out driving in the rain storm that we've been having here without their lights on.

ok, i thought i would share some stories from my quest for a new job.

i have now sent out what feels likes 2,000 resumes. and i'm starting to get a few nibbles of interest.

last tuesday, i get this call from an employment agency. blah blah blah, are you interested in temping and would you like to come in for an interview. i say yes and a time is set for 1pm on thursday. i have all these online tests to do before hand. i think i do ok, however i miss a few tests because the instructions imply that i can save a test but it didn't look like i could. i have no idea how they judge the tests. do i need to get 100%? and my advanced skills seem to be better than my basic skills in some of the tests. apparently i am some kind of idiot savant.

anyways, i leave nice and early on thursday because i have to photocopy my references before the interview. the appointment is downtown. well, good thing i left a lot of time because i am driving looking for a parking space when it occurs to me. i am trying to park near granville as that's where i thought the place was. but it's on georgia which means i'm going the wrong direction. so i finally get turned around, after driving all over the west end, and i find a parking lot.

now the lots down by georgia are extremely narrow. and there isn't a lot of stalls to begin with. i'm on the second level (there are only two levels) and there is a bmw in front of me. we are near the end of that level and there are about four stalls vacant. the bmw in front of me stops and is approx in the middle of the tiny aisle. so i can't go past it. signal left. nope, now it's signaling right. nope, now it's not signalling at all. it's pulling across the aisle, blocking me entirely. and basically parks. i have no clue as to what the driver is doing. i have no other option but to park in the stall beside me. not only has the driver not given me very much room to move, but i am now at a bad angle to park. i'm driving, attempting to pull into the stall, backing up and trying to get more room, and then realize that it's so narrow, i have to actually back into the spot. so, i'm in this tight little space, made tighter by the fact that the car is still parked blocking the entire aisle. i finally get parked, and there is action at the parked bmw. the driver has gotten out, and accosted some stranger in the parkade. she asks him to park her car for her! who does that?

anyways, i am so annoyed with this woman, i rush to the elevator as i do not want to be in the same elevator with her. because i am sure she will make some joke about it, and i can not laugh with her. i will probably tell her what an idiot she is for not being able to park her car. it would have been different if she was a new driver. but there was neither a 'n' nor a 'l' on the car, so there was no reason why she shouldn't have been able to park the car. it was only a little bmw for god's sake! anyways, this elevator has to be the slowest elevator to come, because she finally enters and i'm still waiting. i can tell she wants to talk to me, but i'm giving her the cold shoulder.

next up, i have to go find a photocopier. i see these all over town. of course, now that i need one. i can't find it. i finally find one, and i can't figure out how to work it. i am interviewing for office temping. i can't tell them i can't work the photocopier! i eventually give up and head to the offices. i ask for the girl who called me and she is on holidays so it takes them awhile to find my file. i fill in a ton of paperwork. i finally go in for an interview. the first thing the woman says to me is, so why are you interested in the csr job? i'm like i have no idea what you are talking about. turns out the reason i was brought in was they have positions open in a call centre for a major online retailer. the money isn't that great and neither are the hours. but i get this really good vibe from my interviewer. which is all i can really go for. she said she worked there and it's a really good company and there is absolutely no sales involved. and i could have a guarenteed forty hours. the problem for me is i have to commit for three months. which i am unwilling to do right now. i'm trying to go short term temp. but i tell her i will think about. we then discuss what i don't want (sales) and what i do want (good atmosphere, i will take less money for more vacation time).

i have had a couple of people call me about my resume and leave messages. both times, i was unable to return the message for a couple of days. neither of these people have called me back. are they so offended that it took me two days to return the call that they can not be bothered to call me back? i am sorry if i am not sitting by the phone waiting desperately to come work for you, but i do have a life. i decided not to call them back because if they have that attitude, i do not want to work for them.

i decided to post my resume on a few job sites. so far, i have received an email from the online retailer that the employment agency "interviewed" me for. my favourite email tho was the offer to be a truck driver! i picture myself hands on the wheel, with big hair, high on caffeine, my dog at my side, tunes cranked up. i am tempted, but i do not apply.

i have lunch with my friend 'c' who manages a retail outlet in suburbia. he is desperate for xmas temp help. the money is crap, but i do get a staff discount so i can buy christmas presents for everyone there. it's only for two months max. i go back and forth. finally i decide to go for it. it gets me out of a bad situation. and best of all, when i talk to him today, he wants me to work in the back because i have tons of receiving experience. so, no customers for me!

so i have a new job before my dec. 1st deadline. my schedule works out so i can still look for something more permanent for the new year. and i'm helping out a friend.

big sigh of relief. life feels ok.

this little piggy went to market...

do nursery rhymes count as songs?

i haven't been able to sleep well for a few weeks. i've been watching youtube. mainly eddie izzard clips. i heart eddie izzard. but i found an interview that i hadn't seen up before so...




and i found this when i was looking for work. it's an inteview done on a local radio station for the music therapy ride.

here is the weekly recap. this week’s excuse for inaccuracies is that i was laughing so much that i didn’t write stuff down.

i logged on earlier than usual this week. so i caught more of the pastor orim show than usual. mr. stromboulopolous stopped in. he was asked if he was voting tomorrow and stated yes, he has never missed an election. good boy.

the trio – bob, alex and mr. stromboulopolous.

“alex will judge you on your answers”

bob has just gotten back from montreal. he bought boots in montreal. montreal is the place to buy boots as they are more european, more stylish there. alex responds with but bob, you are not stylish or flarish. bob is wearing a track suit (or maybe just pants). alex says that says he is too lazy to wear pants. bob comes back with i’ve been in a car for six hours.

bob feels quebec is dramatic. toronto is not. at least not downtown. montreal does not have a bay street, an economic drive. but it does have jobs.

bob wants to know what’s with skinny jeans. mr. stromboulopolous thinks they’re great. alex accuses bob of being old. bob says guys have no genitalia in skinny jeans. mr. stromboulopolous tells him it’s a tuck, just tuck it away. alex wants to know about led zeppelin and their skinny jeans. he is informed that that was never an issue with led zep. mr. stromboulopolous has no problems with skinny jeans. you shouldn’t feel obligated to wear them, wear them if you are comfortable. he doesn’t have the body for them. that’s why there are diesel jeans. bob wants to know if mr. stromboulopolous’ ass ever gets sore from sitting on the fence. mr. stromboulopolous says he has a problem with weightlifter pants. (i am not sure what these are). he does not own a pair of sweat pants and possibly thinks they are asinine (or maybe it was weightlifter pants). bob and him go on about how a guy had to invent these, thinking these track pants are too binding, not baggy enough, too dressy. bob says he is going to wear weightlifter pants for one day and report on it. mr. stromboulopolous asks him to wear them on friday or saturday when he doesn’t have to see him. bob calls it ‘weightlifter pants like me’. (which reminds me .. where is my copy of ‘black like me’? )

melissa myspaces in and wants to know why bob is buying boots when he already owns 46 pairs of shoes. everybody laughs.

alex feels that regular pants are comfortable. mr stromboulopolous says jean are tight. and that alex has a boring job. he counters with i work for you. mr. stromboulopolous no, you work with me.

talk of the us election in 2008. bob suggests brian mulroney. who they decide is too left for stephen harper.

mr. stromboulopolous was in the theatres cheering the trailers for ps3. he can’t wait. he’s daft, he can’t get his head around the controller for whatever he is using now.

the talk turns to a report by the world health organization and people being ill with infections caught in the hospital and some of the cause being blamed on doctors and nurses not properly washing their hands. this doesn’t freak alex out as they think it would. alex replies he is a hypochrondiac, not a germaphobe. mr. stromboulopolous says you have to wash your hands before you eat. the discussion leads to the body being germ resistant not germ proof. bob offers the example of waterproof vs. water resistant. this develops into a conversation on why do we shake hands then? bob wants a handshake ban. hugging is ok. nick brings in purell and bob thinks that it is impossible not to use it when it is in front of you. mr. stromboulopolous is all over that. alex wants to know what’s wrong with them. alex is sick all the time. he tells mr. stromboulopolous that he is sick all the time. mr. stromboulopolous says that he is run down. it’s different.

people are asking why mr. stromboulopolous does not wait until xmas for his ps3. he can ‘t wait. plus he doesn’t really do xmas presents. they are a couple of people that he does but he is not really into it.

stuff segment.

bob said people stopped on the street. how they knew who i was, i don't know. when it is brought up that his photo is on strombo.com, he says that he asked mr. stromboulopolous to put up another photo. he counters that he has asked him to send one. bob says i’ve known you for 15 years, don’t you have any photos of me. bob says he was shopping for something (turns out to be boots) and the clerk hadn’t heard of the show but her father had. it’s a massive hit.

bob is another year old (37). happy birthday bob. he will take it from everyone. no gifts. send me a card, an email. when i was a kid, that would have be devastating. like the movie 16 candles. when are you too old for presents? alex says they never did presents when he was a kid. not because they were religious. maybe i was bad? around 12, he thinks. that’s when everything starts to go downhill. bob thinks it’s after 19, because then you can drink with friends, and they buy you drinks. mr. stromboulopolous says also you leave it in a bar and some drunk picks it up (i once received a goldfish in a bar). bob says that’s also the time of your life when the day after your birthday is the worst day of the year. after that fades out, you are a grown up. you are happy someone phoned you. barbara w. myspaces in that she gave bob a present. bob says yes, it was a fortune cookie and it was a good fortune for a change. bob goes on how later telling people when your birthday is seems egocentric. mr. stromboulopolous hates that about his birthday. on his bookshelf in his living room, he has two xmas presents wrapped, displayed as a piece of art. these are his presents for bob for two christmas’ in a row. he made them into a piece of art. alex wants to know why he hasn’t given them to bob. he replies that he never got around to it. even tho’ he works with bob five days a week.

bob was eating a filet o’ fish when darby wheeler asked him what exactly it was. you wouldn’t order a cut of meat, it’s not enough to go on. or a boiled vegetable. mr. stromboulopolous wouldn’t as he does not eat anything boiled (i think). filet o’ fish is cod with just a dash of salt. mr. stromboulopolous suggests it’s cod with lot’s wife.

bob is sleeping not bad by his standards, pretty lousy compared to others. alex always sleeps fine. he slept in the middle of the day today, just because he could. mr. stromboulopolous is sleeping terribly. he is going to work with maybe 2 or 3 hours of sleep. he’s been sleeping with his two cats and his laptop, listening to dag nasty. he posted on strombo.com. just cuz. he’s not really a blogger. he got a big response from people sharing amazing things. he has been downloading, buying, streaming their songs. bob says insomnia is different when you live with someone. at 3 am everything is possible. 9am proves whether they are or not. hello mr. morning, thanks for ruining my life. the moon and bob have something on the go. insomnia is not just for the wicked. alex asks why mr. stromboulopolous can’t sleep (this is a question non-insomniacs always ask insomniacs. i hate it) mr. stromboulopolous says it has always been like that, since he was sixteen. alex throws out advice, and mr. stromboulopolous says he would love to, but you can’t turn off one’s brain. and then there is that on the verge of a nervous breakdown feeling when you realize you have to get up soon. bob is excited to be up late. you have to submit to it. put on stupid clothing. he wears a toque with reindeer antlers, pom pom slippers and a bathrobe and he is ready for fun. he puts on music like, wagner’s ride of valkyries. eats a grilled cheese sandwich. mr. stromboulopolous had one yesterday at 2.30 am. blue cheese (and fancy bacon i think) . bob says instead of looking at it like you are not able to sleep, look at it like you have the good fortune not to sleep. mr. stromboulopolous says that outfit (i think) is effective birth control. alex calls him the crazy old man on the corner.

amber mac from net@nite comes on. it’s a show about internet stories, not hardware. bob says he wants to learn, but then changes it to he doesn’t want to learn but figures he’d better start learning. amber says the show has a ton of interaction, outside of the host’s dialogue. it can be rather horrifying for the hosts. bob says he is into that. that he has embraced myspace. mr. stromboulopolous says he made bob a profile. bob – what the hell did you do that for?! mr. stromboulopolous says he created it as a gay porn star. bob and alex start googling handsome photos to replace bob’s photo on strombo.com. while the interview is continuing, you can hear them in the background commenting on the photos. bob says that donnie has a hard time talking to women on the bus with their i-pod headphones on. amber replies, that’s the whole point.

deepak apparently wore great red shoes.

alex has taken on the boxer look. he’s pulled his hoodie on. alex says i don’t like people. this whole net thing (the discussion of what amber’s show is like) doesn’t interest him nor does talking with others. he will talk with bob and mr. stromboulopolous.

advice time.

julie from montreal calls in. she has been seeing this guy from work from about two months now and he has told her that he loves her. mr. stromboulopolous says he is either lieing or she is awesome. julie replies i am awesome. the discussion turns to when he said it. as during doesn’t count. she thinks it might have been after. which does count. bob says saying i’m falling in love with you (which mr. stromboulopolous hates) means, i am in love with you but i am sure you are not. mr. stromboulopolous says that julie's guy is irresponsible with his vocabulary. alex wants to know what her problem is? she has a guy that loves her. some people never get that. mr. stromboulopolous says that he said it too early, that it’s too early for him after two years. bob wants to know what alex thinks. alex fine! get out, stay in, why are you bothering us?

don't want to know if you are lonely - hüsker dü (last week i discussed how i probably shouldn’t list this every week, but i love it so i will attempt to add something like a link every week)

mydeathspace is brought up.

comedy is billy connelly. my favourite line was if you are trying to lose weight, don’t eat anything that comes in a bucket.

things we liked.

bob had the world’s most delicious meal. and he likes to eat.

mr. stromboulopolous is getting flak from his saying that he has trouble saying i love you after two years. he says that it was half a joke. and then something about a ball gag. and some day making some girl so happy.

alex likes the festival special at swiss chalet. he went and had it and it was yummy. what he didn’t like was the guy didn’t give him the chocolate. he had to ask ( i hate that!). it’s not a toblerone anymore but lindt chocolate. this ruins it for mr. stromboulopolous . alex says the stuffing was scooped shaped. this may drive bob crazy. or alex. like when you go to a diner and the mashed potatoes are scoop shaped. (i actually like this.) mr. stromboulopolous says dude, i eat food with my hands, i can eat from a scoop. but he is still not getting over the fact that there is no toblerone.

amber likes the fact that there is a new atm type machine near her place that spits out dvds. bob says but you don’t get to deal with the stoned 19 year old clerk. mr. stromboulopolous goes to ammo video on queen street. amber says that alex and her are alike. there are times when i just don’t want to talk to people. bob is aghast. mr. stromboulopolous says he is the worst guy in a video store. he describes a feeling. alex says oh god, please can we end the show now? mr. stromboulopolous gives an example… lush jungle, chase, like the mission without the religious overtones. alex says i would ask you to leave. i understand that you are annoying. i have a new thing i don’t like. george.

bob went to this restaurant in montreal au pied de de cochon that was so good. it was the mecca of meat. there was a couple of vegetables there for show. there was some kind of liver pate (mr. stromboulopolous . i hate liver) and cheese batter. imagine a starburst made of pork. mr. stromboulopolous says he cant’ do liver and bob says, but i had a ‘porkburst”. but it’s solid waste. it’s run by a mad genius. i wanted to rub it on my face. alex says it sounds very orson wells.

what bob didn’t like? he was shoe shopping and says why do they all sound like this? music plays. everybody laughs. bob says he has to wait outside as they all sound like bad techno from 1999. they talk about how they will shop at stores with good music ( i have done this.)

mr. stromboulopolous likes the new foo fighters disc.

the end.

if i were a rich man...

rich people have way too much fuckin' money on their hands.

i was looking at this steve mcqueen auction online yesterday. i can understand wanting to own something by your favourite celebrity. i can even understand paying a few grand for something cool. but someone paid $8500 for his credit card!

i got sent an invitation to a holt renfrew event. i have to post these discounts because the thought of spending that much money on clothes just bothers me.

WITH ANY MINIMUM $2,250 PURCHASE,RECEIVE A $200 HOLT RENFREW GIFT CARD
WITH ANY MINIMUM $5,000 PURCHASE,RECEIVE A $500 HOLT RENFREW GIFT CARD

sunday morning, it was raining here. my dog and i chose to spend the morning in bed watching tv. i ended up watching an episode of that david foster reality show. i just wanted to crawl into the tv and bitch slap both of his self centred greedy little stepsons. you ungrateful little bastards. why don't you try getting a real job and learning how real people live? and if they were my kids, i'd be so embarassed and ashamed i would never let a camera in my house. i would have kicked them to the curb years ago. at least the osbournes were funny. and i understand that much of reality tv is fake, but why would you want to portray yourself like that?

i just think of all the good one could do with money and i just look at the above and think, what a waste.

my mood right now is obviously bitter. this probably has to do with the fact that my new job search is not paying off so far. it looks like i will be taking a crappy retail job (there is nothing wrong with retail, it's just not where i want to be right now) to get out of my current situation and keep hoping for the best.

ok, i need to end on a more upbeat note. the other show i watched sunday was the gene simmons reality show. at least these people seem normal and not freaks. and shannon tweed is pretty cool. she told her weight on tv (150 lbs) which seems about right. and she was totally cool with it. and she kept complaining to this guy that was trying to style her that she wanted real clothes, not barbie clothes, for a real woman.

rant over.

and i feel fine...

i am full of cbc love today. so much, that i am going to devote a whole post on 'the hour'.

i got a lovely email from allison brachman, a producer on 'the hour'. she actually made me feel bad because i think my original e-mail wasn't as nice as the one she sent me. a few weeks back, mr. stroumboulopoulos plugged the upcoming week on 'the hour' and mentioned a frank black interview. by sunday nite, on the strombo show, it had become it might be on this week or next. so far, nothing. so i sent an email to 'the hour' asking about it. i think i only put 'where is the frank black interview?'. i hope it wasn't anything worse . :) i just assumed it would be treated as a general comment. was i surprised to get a response in less than 24 hours. she sent me this information.

"I am a producer with The Hour. Just wanted to let you know George's interview with Frank Black will be coming up in the last week of November. We have not set air date yet but I will send you a note as soon as we have it in our lineup. Keep checking our web site as well"

how nice is that? and when i went back to her, because i wanted to make sure it was ok to post her response, she again got back to me within 24 hours (on a weekend!). besides agreeing to the post, she again mentioned that she would send me a note with the exact date so i can put it on my blog as well.

ok, onto the actual show.

i have to say that, in my humble opinion, there has been a vast improvement in the show in the past two weeks. loved the 'fear' episode. except for hilary doyle's piece. here is my beef with her. and i like to say i figured this out before i read it in the 'now' piece. at first, i thought she just annoyed me because she reminded me of all things i didn't like in kim d'eon (but i did grow to like her). but it wasn't until i watched 'the daily show' right after seeing her piece on halloween that i figured it out. she's too much of a samantha bee imitation. and i don't necessarily think that's her fault. perhaps the producers are pushing her in that direction. the pieces that she does always has that samantha bee slant to it. i wish the pieces that she would do would be more focused on being serious pieces. because the glimpses of actual journalism i have seen in them, make me want to see more. but then it rapidly dissolves into trying to be funny and she loses me again. i just think, if i wanted to see straight humour on news, i'd watch 'the daily show'. plus she needs to tone down her on air personality. she is way too loud and in your face for my liking. reminds me of a music vj or a host of etcanada. just relax lady. breathe.

the guests and interviews in the past two weeks have been less fluffy. more filling. even the pop stars (groban, cochrane, jean) were actually talking about stuff other than their latest cds. i understand that's why they go on these shows. it's just that if i'm not interested in their music, i have no reason to pay attention, unless they can offer me something else. which they did.

i always enjoy when they have david suzuki on. and i'm liking the fact that they are extending some interviews. i don't want all the interviews longer, but when you have someone as fascinating as david suzuki on, it's nice to hear him talk for longer than five minutes.

the plugging of cbc shows are getting better. at least, there were no puff pieces like that gill deacon one. the cast of rumours was on, but they didn't try to sell it as anything other than a plug for a tv show. but on the same note, i saw no point in putting up the mercer/harper clip on the website. it's from mercer's show, not 'the hour'.

the closers are starting to get a little better. there were a couple in the past two weeks were a glimmer of what they used to be. i hope it keeps up. the closers used to be something people would talk about. not anymore. i mean, they aren't even posted on the website.

stuff i liked about 'the hour' in the past two weeks.

david suzuki (and also his list. i knew he was funny)
lewis lapham
deepak chopra (i had no idea he was so funny... oprah chopra...)
the money lesson with kardinal. to me, this is how you can make a story entertaining.
disinformation segment
i loved the bobbby orr story where mr. stroumboulopoulos said for the second year, he could not talk to bobby orr as he was too nervous. i loved it because i love bobby orr and i do not think i could do it either.
the panel van
the newsstand. i love this feature anyways but to have rick mercer on it. perfect. and the fact that he mentioned stephen harper and idi amin in the same thought was too freakin' funny.
paul wells.
marc zupan
vice magazine and travel
rick hansen


stuff i didn't

the whole cultural threat index thing. i just don't find it funny.
hilary doyle pieces
the gum chewing during the fear doctor's interview.
the time slot
the theme music.

i still haven't found what i'm looking for...

let me tell you, if you want to get a lot of hits on your blog, say something nice about lukas rossi. my site activity was crazy this week. both the search list and the place list are incomplete as my blog was mentioned in some rock band forum and i had so many hits, my meter couldn't save them all for the week.

i keep thinking that eventually i will not have any new hits for mr. stroumboulopoulos but every week, there are different variations. i got so many hits this week looking for dating, marriage etc and him. i almost feel obliged to answer them. but i do not think i wish to go down that route.

"nellie's" + calgary
different types of tattoos about mama - i think this may be my favourite this week.
lukas rossi vancouver "urban rush"
mister beast
viggo mortensen
george stroumboulopoulos dating
hate harper
indian female blog+sex
stroumboulopoulos girlfriend
stroumboulopoulos + girlfriend
if i knew you were coming i'd have baked a cake
"she's got moxy"
cultus lake web cam
beast love
george stroumboulopoulos
palance said the wrong name
alex and cara
watch a lot of channel
sook-yin lee
momma say momma sah
the stroumboulopoulos
kurt the new pornographers - umm, go away.. haha
opening day sunshine
george strombo
behind blue eyes mp3
pj harvey
yummy yummy yummy i've got love
"george stroumboulopoulos' girlfriend"

the new places...

brazil
usa – massachusetts, missouri, nevada, washington, connecticut, district of columbia, arkansas
philippines

today is gonna be the day...

that we play friday random top ten.

post at american idle or face the wrath of just a cool cat.

apparently, my player is feeling british today.


1. Funeral Pyre – The Jam
2. Gimme Shelter – Rolling Stones
3. Wonderwall – Oasis (again! this was on last week's!)
4. But I'm Different Now – The Jam
5. Heartbreak Hotel – Elvis Presley
6. Vertigo - The Libertines
7. Easy to Love – 54-40
8. Lightworks - J-Dilla
9. Tony Adams - Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros
10. One Way Ticket - The Darkness

i've been waiting....

now, normally i would post my thoughts on last week's 'the hour' but i'll combine last week and this week and do it with the next strombo recap as it all relates and i'm behind in the post. because believe me, i have stuff to say.

this week's strombo show was not live. they tried to hide it but something seemed off. and then it was discovered. it was less enjoyable taped.

as always, accuracy is optional. :)

the strombo recap. the players, mr. stroumboulopoulos, bob, and alex.

bob’s birthday is nov. 10th. bob is the only friend that mr. stroumboulopoulos remembers when their birthday is. bob guesses that mr. stroumboulopoulos’ birthday is aug. 23rd and when informed it is wrong, replies damn it! i was really trying. alex flew down for mr. stroumboulopoulos birthday. mr. stroumboulopoulos thinks jim richards birthday is jan 11th. guys are different than girls. girls mark their friends birthdays down. mr. stroumboulopoulos calls bob’s birthday, forgettance day. alex asks mr. stroumboulopoulos when alex’s birthday is. mr. stroumboulopoulos states.. it just past right? yah, a year ago. (december)

the gemini awards were discussed. mr. stroumboulopoulos says there were fun. he was up for a viewers choice award for host of a lifestyle show. which he feels that he does not host. he liked jeff (the i am canadian) guy who hosts a show on history tv. he feels that he is a good host and voted for him. he also used to work with the winner. bob doesn’t support canadian tv. i think alex’s choice was the winner as well. mr. stroumboulopoulos sat with cara pifko (from this is wonderland) and her partner. he was told to sit down in his seat by the floor wrangler when it was time for his award. he wanted to reference lenny on the simpsons, with his hands on his chin. when he didn’t win he had a moment of relief as he didn’t know what he was going to say. he wanted to make a joke. bob made him do a speech which went something like this. thank you for your votes. its very sweet of you. it’s about the team around you. i want to thank newsworld, cbc, etc. i’ll never be as great as jim richards. give this to him. viva le revolution. bob is disappointed. he wanted him to pull a kanye west.

kanye west clip of him losing played. they discuss how he used to be the best, but got lazy. and how he is everything that is wrong with hip hop. and that his shtick is boring.

‘golddigger' - kanye west

‘i’m waiting for the man’ – velvet underground

pastor ted is talked about. and prostitutes and happy endings (ie..bringing you to orgasm). alex is asking lots of questions. mr. stroumboulopoulos tells him he needs a girlfriend.

saddam’s death sentence is discussed. bob is against, so is alex. the idea of leaving toys at the top of the stairs and having him walk around is toyed with. because of the fact that most accidents happen in the house. have him drive around without a seat belt on.

questions about stuff.

bob is in the park with his 5 year old nephew. a dog with a muzzle is there. the nephew wants to pet the dog. a discussion on what kind of dog it is follows. it is a brown dog. this satisfies alex. bob quickly jumped in to stop his nephew. did he do the right thing? mr. stroumboulopoulos does not trust any animals. he doesn’t trust horses. nobody eats an apple with a core. when he came home, his cats were meowing and he knew they were thinking ‘did you put the toys at the top of the stairs?”. animals with muzzles he does trust. he feels bob did the right thing as it wasn’t his kid. alex doesn’t trust monkeys. because they are very clever. bob doesn’t trust dolphins, because it’s always the quiet ones. he saw a documentary and learnt that dolphins are mean. the males coerce the females to follow in line. his wife is smart too. he doesn’t trust her either.

howlin’ wolf is discussed. this leads to a discussion about what the term ‘salad days’ means, as alex wants it explained. bob says that alex is right, it’s a silly phrase. this leads to a discussion on salad. bob feels ripped off by salad. mr. stroumboulopoulos does not like salad. bob wants to know if people eat salad at the end of the meal. he finds it more enjoyable. mr. stroumboulopoulos likes to eat it last as he likes to eat the hot meal first. bob finds it is good for the digestion at the end. (i know a number of people who eat salad last)

bob says ‘internets’. mocking all around.

grand theft auto is discussed. mr. stroumboulopoulos goes into a long description of this. alex disagrees with the need for this (i have to admit, i stopped listening at this point). alex gets told not to ask what any turns of phrases mean anymore. just google it. the new gta will have a mission to kill phil collins in it.

it is ike turner's birthday . rocket 88 is possibly the first rock n roll song recorded. yes he is a bad guy who beat his wife. but so did pablo picasso and others. does he deserve to be vilefied about these? do the crime, do the time. it is also ryan adams and bryan adams birthday. parker posey is called the new wynona ryder as she has dated ryan adams among others. mr. stroumboulopoulos is holding out for her.

bob and his family think roller bladders are perverts.

last sunday, mr. stroumboulopoulos drops everyone home after the show (as per alex’s contract) next morning, he goes to his car and the contents of his glove compartment are astrew in his car. he thinks, god i was so tired, i don’t remember doing that. where’s my hockey gear? the thieves left everything (cds, sticks) and only took his gear. he thinks his alarm scared them off. he slept thru it. their pal jeff calls and leaves a message with bob. basically that he was glad it got stolen, he’s a dope for leaving his equipment in the back of his car. and that he has rollers on his bag. mr. stroumboulopoulos retorts, i don’t have rollers, i used to. he has a new bag that he can carry on his back on his bike. his stuff stinks so bad, he doesn’t need to bring it in the house so he locks it in the car. alex adds in, don’t steal but i’m glad because your car stunk.

alex, bob and bob’s wife had dinner this week and discussed haggling. alex was shocked that bob’s wife goes into stores with the attitude can i pay less for that? mr. stroumboulopoulos does not haggle. is it fundamentally lazy (bob) or is it cheap (mr. stroumboulopoulos )? mr. stroumboulopoulos’ baba amused him by haggling with the cute store clerk while buying a bra. bob’s father in law tried to work out a better price on the bus when he first arrived from italy.

police and thieves – the clash

advice time

jyll the intern. she has had a guy friend for five years. he’s cute. alex is already.. i can see where this is going. mr. stroumboulopoulos says that’s the problem with men, they don’t listen. jyll and the friend hook up. september is great. october he has been avoiding her. she decides they need to have a little ‘talk’? (mr. stroumboulopoulos.. oh god). he didn’t want to talk. he didn’t want to ruin the friendship. he felt they had no spark. she says that up to that time, they had lots of spark. she feels bitter, jaded and rejected. mr. stroumboulopoulos says that feeling never goes away. move on. he’s a stupid boy who couldn’t be man enough to deal with it. bob says that some friends are friends. others are friends you are going to sleep with. alex says boys are stupid, you’re probably better off without him. bob goes on saying that people who are attracted to each other are going to get together or stop seeing each other. you had five years of friendship, not everyone gets that. bob insists that friendship doesn’t work out after you sleep together. mr. stroumboulopoulos says it has for me.

don’t want to know if you are lonely - hüsker dü . i probably shouldn’t keep repeating that they play this. but it makes me happy.

love will tear us apart – joy division . mr stroumboulopoulos sings. alex tells him you are ruining the song. the song is being played as bob’s wife didn’t want the intense classical music that he usually starts the day out with. so he’s been playing this song.

bob on alex. the kid was good.

bob had mcdonalds for breakfast on thursday. and everyday since. mr. stroumboulopoulos goes on about his boycott of mcdonalds (and yet, i believe he had done voice over work for them.) he says he is going to break soon. he wants a big mac, mcnuggets, cheeseburger….

a discussion of ‘the hour’ review in now magazine.. (i’d post the link but it does not seem to be working). they talk about how the guy ripped mr. stroumboulopoulos’ head off. he doesn’t care about the criticism. bob is proud of it as he wrote most of the jokes that the reporter said sucked.

mr. stroumboulopoulos wants to be introduced to new music. he wants to keep his site as one on one as humanely possible. he will be updating it regularly and email him stuff to post. or send a message (not a comment) thru myspace. that way he can transfer it over.

things they liked

alex likes the fact that he did not fall asleep during the movie ‘death of a president. he feels it shows restraint.
mr. stroumboulopoulos likes the movie “a guide to recognizing your saints” directed by dito montiel, from gutterboy.
bob likes the fact that tom waits has a new record coming out. they love tom waits. bob says, don’t hate the bands, hate the fans. he feels waits has better lyrics than dylan. maybe. mr. stroumboulopoulos says maybe currently, not old dylan. cash/dylan/waits are icons. (oddly enough, my friend and i have had the same discussion)

bob also likes the fact that dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince are touring again. if you didn’t like the tv show, maybe you were too cool.

the end.

telephone operator....

i heart rick mercer.

i'll bring you back to that later but first...you know sometimes your day starts off bad, and you end up in a blue funk all day.

my day started off horribly wrong. the phone rang early this morning, waking me up and it was some kind of telemarketer. i'm not sleeping well these days, so to be woken up from a deep slumber was not good. here is our conversation.

me: you can't phone this early
him (rudely) : why not?
me: you woke me up.
him (even more rudely): then why did you answer the phone? you shouldn't answer the phone if you are sleeping.
me: because i didn't know who it was. i assumed it was important.
him (surprised): oh.

i hate telemarketers. but i try to at least be pleasant to them. but lately, they have started out rude and just get ruder.

the ones that really get to me are the charities. i got this one the other day. this is how it went.

her: hi. i'm calling from one of your favourite charities. you've supported us in the past and i was wondering if we can count on you again.
me: i don't think so
her: yes. it was four years ago.
me: no. i think you are mistaken.
her: yes you did.
me: no, i didn't.
her: yes, you did.
me: what are you talking about?
her: mrs. (insert my mom's name.. haha i guess that would be mrs. neighbour of the beast here), you supported us....
me: that's not me. she died two years ago.
her: oh.
me: and i don't support telemarketing.
her: but there are plenty other ways you can support us.

i had one guy say to me, 'oh well, your mom supported us. would you like to?" look, buddy, i just told you my mom is dead. and your first reaction is to try and get money out of me?! and the aforementioned lady could have saved us all a lot of time by at least asking for my mom by name, instead of immediately going into her spiel.

the province newspaper keeps calling me as well. trying to get me to renew my subscription. i have never subscribed to the province. they insist i have. perhaps if when they called me and asked for someone by name, they would realise they are not talking to who they think they are. i have informed the province at least half a dozen times that the reason my mother stopped getting the paper was because she died. the last guy who phoned asked me if i had received my special offer in the mail. i told him no. he tried to sell me the paper. i gave him my standard line that i do not take any offers over the phone, and he could mail me something. he got all snarky with me and said 'we've already done that.". look, i don't need your crappy paper, i didn't ask you to call me, so leave me alone ok.

anyways, i didn't start this off to rant about telemarketers.

my original point was sometimes your day starts off bad and never gets any better. after the phone call, i jump into the shower and proceed to get shampoo in my eyes. a lot of shampoo. great. now i'm not only angry, but also in pain and in tears.

i decide to take some recyling back today. i can't find any parking and i do not want to take my cans and bottles on a tour of the neighbourhood so i give up.

i go the library. a mother there decides to let her child scream for ten minutes straight, causing all the other children in the library to join in. i go to check out, and the screaming child is in front of me in the line up. i go and find a place to sit and read until they leave. the child continues to scream.

i decided last week that i want a new job by dec 1st. i have sent out what seems like 1000 resumes in the past four days. i have had slim response so far. i know that isn't very long but because of the mood i was already in, it wasn't helping.

however, i just finished watching rick mercer and i laughed so much, that i laughed my blues away.

i would love to add some clips here but cbc's website is still down. so instead i suggest you all go to rick mercer's blog.

thanks rick, i needed you today.

big ole pile a them bones...

ok, so i'm trying to recap the strombo show, but i'm not feeling the love right now. so i'm offering up this instead.

say my name...

i went to the geminis last nite. sorta.

it's kind of a weird story. or at least one with some fun twists. i get an e-mail from a friend on friday. she asks me if i'm going to the geminis. i laugh, yah, like i have that kind of money to throw about. but she puts the idea in my head. a few hours later, a different friend calls me. she's got a ticket to the geminis. she's excited. i'm slightly jealous. over the course of conversation, the topic comes up that i should go with her anyways because she thinks she can get me in.

i think about this. do i want to go on the off chance i might get in? this requires dressing up as the geminis are black tie (more on that later). i think some more. it could be interesting even if i don't get it in. it's a red carpet event so i might see something interesting or fun. i can also offer to drive, so that my friend can fully experience the whole event as there are cocktails pre-show and a banquet gala after. i think some more. i ask my brother about the casino. turns out he will be there that night as well. but not at the geminis. think think think. i do my nails just in case. think think think. i have a bath and i smell so yummy afterwards i think, damn! i smell too good to stay home! i am going out on the town! haha

we head out to the casino (and let me say, we are looking fine!) and luckily it has stopped raining. so we are able to park for free and skip the valet.

we head into the casino and walk down to the lobby. we are in the back area of the red carpet. we can hear the screaming but we have no idea who is entering the venue. we can see where et canada has set up but again, we can't see anything. i wait with my friend until she meets the rest of her party and then, i have a seat and watch a little of the procedures. i then head into the bar to grab a drink.

i'm having a drink, watching a bit of the hockey game and doing some writing. i get up and go to the washroom and go to sit back in my chair. the tables are all facing this stage and the big screen tv so there is a space for people to walk in front of me. this guy walks by and totally looks at me. i did not look at him until after. he looked at me first! and not in the usual freak way i get. turns out to be lukas rossi from rockstar supernova. i never watched the show so it's not the biggest deal to me. although i would have liked to have picked his brain about tommy lee. he was in the bar for awhile with a guy, and later i think a couple of other guys joined him (i know his record rep was there). he seemed very pleasant, only a few people approached him and he ordered a diet something. it is possible a wild turkey was ordered at the table but i am not really sure if i overheard that right. plus i was busy writing at the time, so i wasn't paying that much attention. i did want to see how he reacted to the staff. i always feel that's a true judge of character. i would dump a guy in a second, if he was rude to people serving him. unless it was justified. anyways, what i heard sounded very polite. the wait staff seemed more interested to see if gilby clarke would show up. i do not believe he did. however, lukas (i feel like we can be on first names now) did look at me again, when he left. and i felt like he looked at me a few times in the bar. he so wants me... ha ha ha ha ha. (i am so kiddin')

oh, and chicken corn chowder soup there that was really good. and cheap too. i have been so disappointed in soup in restaurants lately so this made me happy.

so, tons of gemini people are coming in and out of the bar. everyone looks vaguely familar in that maybe i've seen you around way. and the dresses all look like bad prom dresses. i decide to get up and wander around the casino. i gambled a little. but i really wanted to play the 'that girl' slot machine but it was always busy. i won a little but lost a little more.

the cell phone reception in the casino is crap, so i keep having to go back into the main lobby to check to see if my friend has tried to contact me. plus i had to text a different friend about lukas rossi. rockstar supernova is her guilty pleasure. of course, i had to learn how to text her but it all worked out.

i am now tired of the casino so i head to the food area and put on my i-pod, listening to garage punk and re-reading 'catcher in the rye'. i have a friend who likes to tell me that every serial killer has read that book. i always counter with everyone has read that book. except the girl who is watching the geminis right now. anyways, i'm grooving to the tunes, and i end up missing two calls from my friend. i quickly call her back and she sounds super upset. 'meet me in the lobby. i have a ticket for you' 'are you ok" 'yah, just meet me'. i'm all freaked out that something horribly wrong has happened. as i going to meet her, i run into my brother, who has won a whole swack load of nickels (almost fifty bucks worth). i quickly call someone to tape the show for me. before i meet my friend, i figure out what was up with her. i see her and i'm like you were peeing when i called right? she laughs, and is like yes. i tell her i thought something was horribly wrong until i put it all together.

we both are 'i have stories but i can't tell you now.' the show is over, but the banquet is still going on. i get to walk down the red carpet to the festivities. there is a huge cable running underneath the carpet. i am surprised that no one tripped on air.

the banquet is under a tent. it's been raining so it's leaking in places. the dress in the tent is so not black tie. there are a few gowns, and surprisingly, not a lot of boobage. and a ton of jeans. and even tho' it's advertised as a banquet, it's more like upscale cocktail/buffet food. however, it is damn good. we tried the asian corner, which was bbq pork, chicken and veggies. my friend was like bok choy! and i told her how bok choy always kinda disappoints me. not because i don't like it. but because i always think it's broccoli at first sight. and i love broccoli so much that i'm feel let down. some guy with funky boots seems very amused by this story.

after that, we head to the sushi corner. and totally pig out there. and then, it’s free wine and martini time. i have now resisted the table i love the most long enough. it is time for the desert table. there is fondue and cakes and pie and i sampled a few things. they are all yummy except for the pecan pie. too caramely. i overheard a few people mentioning it was not up to standards. but the chocolate cake thing was so freakin’ yummy. nobody had started it yet, so i was trying to slice this virgin cake when i noticed i had frosting on my finger. and then i’m trying to pull the cake apart, and it won’t separate and nobody is looking. so i put my finger on the cake to help it out a little. and i think to myself, this is the moment that someone will come up to me that i’m dying to meet and i will have to say, i’m sorry i can’t shake your hand because my finger is covered in chocolate icing because i stuck it in this cake. luckily, this did not happen. but it didn’t stop me from giggling to myself.

the only issue i had with the event was the layout was really poor. it was in this garden which meant you couldn’t walk straight across, you kept having to walk around and around on the garden path. unless you wanted to step into the dirt. the wet dirt.

i had a brief moment of panic when it occured to me that my bitch of an ex-boss might be at the event. but luckily, i did not see her. and i actually do not think she was there.

there were two other tables. the pasta table and the seafood table. but once i started on the deserts, that was it for me. i knew i would go back at least one more time (actually, i went back two more times. the last time, i should not have eaten the whole thing. i felt like throwing up. especially when the busboy nearly hit me in the stomach with a tray) later on, when we were leaving, we came across the roast beef table. it was set up in the smoking section. i guess people like to smoke and eat meat at the same time.

i did see two “celebrities’ in the tent. the first was shaun majumder. who was shorter than i expected but impeccably dressed. the other was mark critch. both are from this hour has 22 minutes. there may have been more. like i said earlier, everyone looked kinda familiar.

now, normally, i like to post all strombo related material into my strombo show recap. but i think these stories fit best here.

overheard in the lobby. two cameramen talking about mr. stroumboulopoulos. and saying ‘the hour’s’ got legs.

while we are chowing down sushi, i say to my friend, you have to at least tell me if he won the viewers choice award. she says no, and i’m like.. oh mike holmes won right? and she says no. oh, debbie travis? no. i couldn’t remember any of the other nominees and she me it was some lady named mary. i couldn’t figure out who she was talking about but later we looked it up. i can’t believe she won. but my friend did say that when the winner was announced, she was impressed because he was the first to clap and he was right into being pleased for the winner.

my friend also mentions that she saw my buddy, mr. stroumboulopoulos and asks, didn’t you see him? i’m like no. he was right behind us when we entered the theatre. i was sure you saw him. he bumped into me, trying to get to sook yin lee or someone who looked like her. he was very apologetic. and then she attempted to describe what he was wearing that ended up being so wrong.

after we had our fill of food, drink and chatter (we made up a movie pitch starring justin timberlake), we went and picked up the tape of the show and watched it. actually, it took us so long to figure out how to hook up her vcr, that we fastforwarded thru most of the show. we were very ‘girl-like’ and picked apart the outfits, men included. not impressed with most of the outfits, including mr. stroumboulopoulos'. my comment on his wardrobe was, hi, i am so against black tie that i am going to wear really bad denim and a confusing shirt. that will show them. my friend originally described piping, i love piping. i saw this rockin' black shirt with red piping and skulls when i was in calgary but it wasn't my size. :(

it’s linked everywhere but here is his skit that he did on the geminis (i haven't done a youtube thing yet, so i wanted to try it out) . the outfit gave me nightmares last nite.


overall, i had a good time, my friend had a great time and it was worth getting dressed up for. i am sure i've forgotten stuff but i will post again if need be.

these boots were made for walking...

another friday, time to play random top ten. c'mon and play along... i like to play on just a cool cat's blog. as well as here on american idle.

1. Burn the Evidence – Billy Talent
2. Social Suicide – Bad Religion
3. Big Exit – PJ Harvey
4. Lucky Father Brown - Don Caballero
5. Beautiful Day – U2
6. Wonderwall – Oasis
7. Who's Joe? – New Order
8. Plenty of Music – New York Dolls
9. Sin City - The Flying Burrito Brothers
10. Death Of A Martian – Red Hot Chili Peppers

things i liked today.

wearing my rainboots that i love. and paid full price for.
which i never do. more than makes up for the fact that this morning was monsoon season here.

craving an apple and going to the kitchen and finding one left.

finding out that i just might be going to the geminis tomorrow.

i didn't update my search list last week. so here is the latest list.

george stroumboulopoulos's girlfriend
picture of george stroumboulopoulos' tattoo
kat: a fish out of water episode clip miami ink
now george stroumboulopoulos strombo's gotta go
george stroumboulopoulos married
music theme stroumboulopoulos
stroumboulopoulos and greece
george stroumboulopoulos+married
i want to know if it is true what the national enquirer said that some one robber steve irwin gave
hilary doyle cbc
george stroumboulopoulos + the killers
beast sex
"the list" "the hour" cbc
the new pornographers blogspot
hilary doyle, cbc's the hour
stroumboulopoulos "the hour" "frank black" - yah, where is this interview?!
george stroumboulopoulos's girlfriend
exene cervenka

and the following places.

usa - colorado, mississippi, indiana, kentucky
canada - nova scotia