Sunday, November 1, 2009

Thien + 3 odds coffee + sunday 8am != good mix

ok, i'll try to write this blog while i'm still buzzed up on coffee.. in order to have a true experience, picture me reading this out loud, record it, and then hit the fast forward button for super fast movement and take the voice, speed it up by 1.52342 time (those exact decimal less or more will not be real experience) and you got my current state of mind. Putting happy go lucky fromage music (anything that resembles BSB, spice girls, n'sync will result a jumping dancing Thien).

so random thoughts will be the nature of this post. So watched the most pathetic Habs game i have seen so far. First of all, we were playing against our eternal rivals, the Toronto Maple Laffs.. err.. Leafs. For you non hockey people out there, there is a very big rivalry between Montreal and Toronto. I won't bother going into details since my readers consist of a Laffs hater and she knows everything about it. Needless to say, I don't like them and it also turns out to be the worst team (this is a purely and non bias point of view, i'm seriously, look at the standings, they one regulation win, 2 overtime win and the rest are losses) and we manage to win in shootout, AGAINST THE WORST TEAM. And to add insult to injury, we gave up a 2 goal lead within the last 3 minutes of the game.. shame on you habs.. SHAAAAME

Coffee is probably my biggest vice, after turret freaking goddam syndrome. I can't live without coffee. People thing I'm addicted to this wonderful substance because it keeps me awake. That statement is partially true since I need it to keep me awake but if that's the sole reason to keep me awake, might as well take crack or cocaine or crystal meth, does the same effect. I really REALLY like the smell and taste of coffee to the point that i'm borderline snob. I can sort of tell if a coffee is on a drinkable scale or not, from undrinkable (either taste like dilluted coffee, sour coffee or taste like burned coffee. I will literally spit that out) to insanely good (you'll know if i have a really good coffee, I tend to be in total extacy, with a huge smile on my face and i won't say nor hear a word. I'll be in coffee nirvana). I'm so happy I'm not catholic (even if i were, it is a known fact that I'm going straight to hell, no purgatory or anything, with 3 of my buddies. Our seats have already been preassigned, although I would request a front view of the lava pit.. where i can witness people suffering through eternity)

Ok, so the coffee effect is slowly wearing off.. back to work

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

je sait ecrire sant fotes et avec la bonne grammaire et syntaxe

Lately my biggest pet peeve when I read forum or comment posts are basic grammar and syntax mistakes. I'm not talking about advanced ones such as exceptions or conjugate an obsolete verb tense, but rather grammar rules that teachers teach in grade school. There is one mistake that drives me BONKERS: the usage of the "participe passé" (past participle) in French. The rule states the following: "After a conjugated verb, use the past participle". This is a very simple and easy rule to remember, ex: j'ai ecris, j'ai battu etc. However, the difficulty comes of the usage of the "participe passé" of verbs of the 1st group (those that end with "er", which is pronounced like "eh" (yes, the Canadian way to end a sentence eh :P). This "eh" sound can be written as "er" or "é" (classic homonym), but everybody knows that a word that ends with "er" is, 80% of the time, indicates that it is a verb. Unfortunately, people don't seem to know the difference! I mean people, this is taught in GRADE 3!!! I should stop reading the comments on rds.ca, not because it has the most bias views on the habs (if we win, they are all, YAY! WE ROCK! LINE 1 AND 2 ARE THE BEST!!!1ONEONEONE, but if we lose, they are ready to trade the entire team, and then fire the coach, GM and the rest of upper management) but the people who write ARE ALL GROWN UPS WHO PASSED GRADE SCHOOL. I feel sorry for today's society, I'm sure my 8 years old nephew is smarter than those nimwits

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

They said I had A.D... something, I dunno- CAN WE HAVE CLASS OUTSIDE?!

(if you have no idea what this quote is from, shame on you. best.show.ever)

For some reason, I love cover songs. From taking a Britney or Backstreet Boys song and adding a punk flare to a tv show passing by Nintendo theme songs (seriously do yourself a favor and download those albums, it really rocks), I don't really care. It's music to my ears and sometimes it's better than the original song. It's also because I secretly like teeny bopper music (think spice girls or any boy band) and i won't be thrown to the lions if it sounds like a punk band, something like that. To my defense, those songs are ridiculously catchy and it's an excuse to sing along when you're really drunk because you had a lot of drinks with an awesome friend.

For you old timers out there who used to party, remember the days when 6 hours of sleep is enough to recover from an all nighter of partying? Or when you came back home at 4am for 3 or 4 nights in a row and still feel like a million dollar on day 4 or 5? Yeah, I can't seem to do that anymore. Eating junk food at 3am? nope, can't do that either. Shouldn't the body learn that if you've been doing it for the past 10 years of your life, it should still be able to do it? Screw you Darwin, you lied, adaptation is a myth.

Speaking of TV shows, it has been my recent addiction. I have waaaay too many shows to follow (10 that i have to follow every week or i'll die, the rest are all fillers). Don't ask me to list them, it's too long. But is it really my fault for all the content that is available? Think about it, you are bored, it's raining outside. You feel like watching something funny? Turn on the comedy central and you got reruns of Seinfeld or Friends. You want something overly dramatic with terrible acting? Turn on ABC and you got myriads of soap opera. You want a teeny bopper show with actresses that can't act for their life? Go watch Melrose place. It's really not too hard, 90% of kids have access to cable. No cable? The internet is your best friend (torrents, streaming sites etc). No wonder why kids these days are getting dumber and dumber. I'm no exception ;)

Monday, October 5, 2009

oxymorons

There are some words which, put together makes funny and witty expressions, such as educational television, military intelligence or smart blondes (ok, not always true, but it's always funny to prove that those don't really exist :P). There are also some words that, when put together, makes something that makes absolutely no sense at all. Example:


Light beer (ex: Bud Lite, Coors Light)
Seriously, LIGHT beer? Not only it taste like watered down beer there is virtually NO difference in terms of calories. Take a look at this chart:




Bud Ice

Anheuser Busch
5.5%
148
8.9g
Bud Ice Light
Anheuser Busch
4.1%
110
6.5g
Bud Light
Anheuser Busch
4.2%
110
6.6g
Bud Light Lime
Anheuser Busch
4.2%
116
8.0g




The difference between Bud Ice and the light is.. 38 calories.. 38!!! Walk for 15 minutes and you just burned it all, take a nap (or start making out heavily) and you just burned what you saved in one drink. Plus you'll end up peeing more often if you are planning on getting plastered.


Light (ultra light) cigarettes
This is one of my favorite one because it makes absolutely no sense. What is this? a low fat cigarette? It will give you less cancer when you smoke it? Wrong, people who buy that stuff inhale the same amount of crap into their lungs. Do yourself a favor and save on words and go for the real deal.(not that i am promoting smoking or anything)


Healthy junk food
As oxymoronic as it may sound, I sometimes wish this is true. Imagine the idea of stuffing your face with chips, fries, poutine and anything that and not worry about gaining weight. Unfortunately, something that great will never happen (like having a threesome with Megan Fox AND Jessica Alba). But it seem that the junk food marketing department manage to come up with creative ways to trick consumers into eating "healthier" junk food. Take Baked Lays chips for example. The  baked version 120 calories and 3 grams of fat per serving (about 11 chips). Fried barbecue Lays harbor about 150 calories and 10 grams of fat. Sure it contains 7 grams less fat but mix that with beer and a few bags later, you've accumulated the equivalent of a big mac! yay!


It seems that cookies are no better (i gave up on this). Unless I want to eat stale and nasty cookies for the rest of my life, I'll just give up on the dream of a fat free cookie.


This caught my attention: healthy mini pizza roll! This has more than just one oxymoron: first, mini pizza.. let's be serious for a moment, mini pizza is a tease, just like how hot girls in a bar comes and seduce you and then when things get hot, BOOM, they blow you off. One bite and it's over, no more taste no more gooey cheese greatness. Second of all, healthy pizza. I have long debated with my friends and brother on how pizza actually contains all the 4 food groups: bread, dairy (cheese), fruits and veggies (if you go all dress you get red and green peppers, mushrooms and tomato is a fruit dammit!) and meat (pepperoni.. meat lovers pizza just has even more), therefore it's healthy. Unfortunately, we all know it's filled with fat and calories. There are several attempts to make it healthy but after reading the recipes, i'd rather eat cardboard than what they are suggesting.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Lorem ipsum dolor...

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipisic.... yeah, no.

To be honest, I don't know why I have started to blog (believe it or not, this is my 3rd blog site that i have started since my exposure to the Internet). Maybe it's because it's a way for me to express my general annoyance to the world (read: emo mode) or it's a way for me to kill time (read: procrastination mode). Either way, I figured it's a good way for me to improve on my writing style and skills in general.

Ever since i started my career in IT, my writing skills have deteriorated at an exponential rate, going from grade A literary papers down to grunt net speak where you write like you talk (which includes the abuse of the word 'like' and the annoying lolskating) with terrible syntax and grammar (and typos). Now, I can't seem to write a proper e-mail to my bosses/clients without having to re-read 10 times and each iteration is filled with self-doubt and uncertainty. Granted I can also get back into my former hobby of reading (I blame my former book worm self for my terrible eye sight) but when you have to juggle between work (and overtime), going out, going to the gym, sleep and catching up on TV shows, something has to give. I guess novel reading didn't make list.

Maybe i'll find time if i lived on the island instead of the suburb... right. I'll probably end up watching more TV shows or stay out later.