You got HOW many lines?

Wayne Kellestine was the runner up in a National Tetris Finals, seen here witnessing Mario Catcher beating his score by a mere 15 lines.


Health tip of the day: Don't eat peanuts, yes they taste good and is easy to spread on toast. Yes a "fluffer nutter" has a funny name and maintains a yummy filling, but peanuts are grown in the South, and they are crop rotated with cotton. Cotton crops are sprayed with potent pesticides which absorb into the soil and finds it way into the peanut.

Lululemon, made in China. (some of it)

Anyone who lives in Vancouver knows Lululemon has made a splash among the local ladies, those butt hugging pants make even a mediocre ass look semi-sational. About a year ago my lady and her friend were in the market for new track suit jackets, so they hit the local Lululemon. Background: I know that when people were trying to justify to me that a pair of Lululemon pants is like 100 bucks and a full outfit can easily be more than 200, its OK cause they are made in Vancouver and not in a sweatshop. I was disgusted by the price (I once got a pair of Girbaud jeans for 6 bucks) but agreed non sweatshop goods are good. Current-Ground: So back to the two ladies getting a jacket, they found a couple they liked and checked out the tag, where they saw those three words women love to hear: MADE IN CHINA. So they asked the lady working there why these are made in China and her bullshit excuse went something like this..

"see, these 150 dollar jackets, well they are such high quality that if they were made locally they would be too expensive, its just the jackets though"

I refuse to believe that Lululemon would be in the poor house if they made the jackets somewhere other than a chinese sweatshop. I can't help but feel somewhat betrayed by lulu and the lemons on this one.

So I did a little dirt digging and to be honest I found more good than bad, yes lululemon shit is crazy overpriced considering all the jackets and smaller items (ie those purses and shit like that) are made in China. I found is that they do SOME progressive stuff, like the fact that the other 50% of their shit IS made in Canada (for now) and of the plethora of new stores they have openned (metro, oakridge, my colon, jkapan, etc), they are partly constructed of recycled goods and enviromental this and that. I will point out that this is more than a lot of companies do in terms of progressive steps. I guess I have to wait until Al Gore has a clothing line out to be "oppression" free.

So my point is this, buy your lululemon clothing, but if you get jackets and purses and stuff like that, you are supporting sweatshops and eating babies, nuff said.

I've been trying more and more to buy products that aren't made in sweatshops, my thinking is this, right now I am getting that options like 4/10 times, but I have to take all those 4, so next time my option to get non sweatshop goods will increase, just a year ago, my options were only 2/10, but if the consumers seek non sweatshop goods, the companies will be forced to respond.

Monologue from May in my Chat window, about how much she misses out trash TV:

May says: Meta ?
May says:Perth is so boring .. there was always something to do in Van when I got bored
May says:Like Go shopping, or Go somewhere delicious to eat or Bug you and Nicole
May says:Play with Bunny (this is not code, we have dog named Bunny)
May says:Hang out with your Mum
May says:Stroll down West 4th
May says:Help cook and clean .. Oh wait, no I didnt do that
May says:And of course there was always something trashy on tv that could entertain me for hrs

Song of the Day:
Artist: The National
Album: Alligator
Track: Secret Meeting


I think this place is full of spies
I think they're onto me
Didn't anybody, didn't anybody tell you
Didn't anybody tell you how to gracefully disappear in a room
I know you put in the hours to keep me in sunglasses, I know

And so and now I'm sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
And now I'm sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain

I think this place is full of spies
I think I'm ruined
Didn't anybody, didn't anybody tell you
Didn't anybody tell you, this river's full of lost sharks
I know you put in the hours to keep me in sunglasses, I know

And so and now I'm sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way

And now I'm sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain
And now I'm sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way

BFE offered, new low price!

So on the weekend, a bunch of us were making jokes about the personal ad's in the free paper when we were seeing recurring letters we didn't know.. "GFE", we kept on guessing what it may stand for(good, effing something), I actually did guess it was "GirlFriend Experience" and said it probably meant two girls for one guy.. (you know, the girlfriend thing).. After that I made a joke about how its a TRUE girlfriend experience.. like this girl will call you and fight with you, complain about how you don't call and get upset with you without telling you why. We had a little laugh about that but when we actually looked it up, I was right, its this thing where this girl will pretend to be your girlfriend, be emotional, etc, etc.

So I think its high time for equal rights, that's right, for a limited time, I will be offering the "BFE" (Boyfriend Experience)

**A friend just made a good point, I should mention to all you would be clients, there a chance you could.. "change me", we know women always hope they can change a man. **

Aside from the obvious, my services include:

1. I will pay for the first date (first date < (less than) fine dining )
2. I haven't even met them and I already can't stand your friends.
3. Watch TV and complain that you are suffocating me if you sit next to me.
4. Leave my dirty jeans on the floor of your apartment, leave my dirty dishes on the kitchen counter and drink milk from the carton.
5. Check out other girls while we go on a walk.
6. I will tell you I'm afraid of commitment and am happy just being a boyfriend.
7. I will complain you call me too much and mess up my gaming/tv watching/D&D meetings.
8. Every three weeks I will tell you I need space and avoid you for about a week, after which I will return and act like nothing happened.
9. Tell you every now and then that I think its good your putting on a little weight, regardless of your actual weight gains or losses.
10. Pointing out any stubble on your legs.
11. Make "pained" faces whenever you say "future", "marriage", "kids", "long term", "happy" or "my parents".
**12. Possibility to "Change" (not like a robot into a car, more like a guy who takes out the trash instead of peeing in the sink)

Additional Post-Experience options for a small additional cost include:

1. hanging outside your house in the dark.
2. Vandalize your car.
3. break into your mailbox.
4. Try to date your friend(s).

So think it over, I accept Paypal, if you are interested in a "Long Distance" relationship I can do some of these things over a chat window, call you collect, all that goodness. Quality is the number one objective of my service. If you've never been terrified of an ex outside your house at 2am, then you've never been in love.

Chat
Guest chat with robotanist babelfishing with a stranger, then a friend translating.. good times.

Robotanist : hi, who are you and why did you add me to your list?
Amarillo : it must be because you gave me your addres because I am not a magician!!
Robotanist : wha?? you blame me??
Amarillo : fuck off!!
Robotanist : nice.
Robotanist : you added me to your list. I simply ask why.
Amarillo : bye bye
Robotanist : you must be american. I understand.
Amarillo : mira piche pocho...deja de hacerte el payaso y de andar preguntando pendejadas,,,diste tu correo ahora no te hagas el mamon!!
Robotanist : ¿Di mi correo? usted no tiene ninguna idea que I am. usted hizo un error con todo usted no puede ser hombre bastantes para admitirlo.
Amarillo : ahh pero que capacidad de decir pendejadas..ni siquiera paraceces en mi lista de correos...deja te agrego pa bloquearte
Robotanist : keep on truckin, man.



Robotanist: what's mamon?
rodogu says: sucker
rodogu says: pinche = f***ing
rodogu says: pocho = somebody speaking spangish
rodogu says: that's Mexican slang
rodogu says: you really pissed him off...
rodogu says: I guess you were using a tool to translate uh?
rodogu says: yeah, he's blocking you
Robotanist says: babelfish. did what I say make sense? was it a little insulting to him?
rodogu says: lots of grammar erors, but you can guess what you tried to say... thing is the guy didn't know you didn't speak Spanish to he thought you were just pissing him off...
rodogu says: plus you never challenge the manhood of a Mexican ;-)
Robotanist says: I do.
rodogu says: we're macho, remember ?
Robotanist says: when I'm thousands of miles away :)
rodogu says: :-D


Lyrics:
Band: The Flaming Lips
Album: Yoshimi battles the pink robots
Track: Fight Test

I thought I was smart, I thought I was right
I thought it better not to fight
I thought there was a virtue in always being cool
So it came time to fight, I thought I’ll just step aside
And that the time would prove you wrong
And that you would be the fool

I don’t know where the sunbeams end and the starlights begin
It’s all a mystery

Oh, to fight is to defend
If it’s not now then tell me when would be the time
That you would stand up and be a man
For to lose I could accept
But to surrender I just wept
And regretted this moment, oh that I, I was the fool

I don’t know where the sunbeams end and the starlights begin
It’s all a mystery
And I don’t know how a man decides what’s right for his own life
It’s all a mystery

‘Cause I’m a man, not a boy
And there are things you can’t avoid
You have to face them when you’re not prepared to face them
If I could, I would, but you’re with him
I’d do no good
I should have fought him but instead I let him, I let him take you

I don’t know where the sunbeams end and the starlights begin
It’s all a mystery
And I don’t know how a man decides what’s right for his own life
It’s all a mystery