Why is it that everybody and their mother want me to try SUSHI?
Let me see, RAW fish and SEAWEED! Sounds appetizing to me, NOT EVEN CLOSE!! I hate FISH for starters and isn't seaweed, the Grass of the Ocean?? Why would I want to eat raw, disgusting fish wrapped in Ocean grass? Yummy!!
People always say, try it, it doesn't even taste like fish! Really, doesn't even taste like fish? Raw fish won't taste like fish? What am I, an IDIOT?
Let's take a closer look at that: "Try it, it doesn't even taste like fish." What's the point then? It's like saying: "Try some KFC, it doesn't even taste like Chicken" or "Try this pecan pie, it doesn't even taste like PECANS" or "try this PB and Jelly sandwich, it doesn't even taste like PEANUT BUTTER!!!". I DON'T GET IT!!
Why would you want to eat something that doesn't taste like it's supposed to?? The only thing that I've yet to hear is: "Try it, it tastes just like CHICKEN".
If you like Sushi as much as I do, check out Vancouver, Canada. Every second restaurant is a Sushi place. Here are a few examples: House Of Sushi, Sushi in the Sky with Diamonds, Moon over My Sushi, With Six You Get Sushi and my all time favorite I Left My Sushi In San Francisco!!
There are way too many other foods out there that I love, for me to waste a meal on Raw Fish!!
How about a nice CLUB at L'Avenue in Montreal (I dare you to try and WOLF it all down) or a nice Tuscan Chicken Pizza at Boston Pizza or even a nice Chicken Parmesan Sandwich at Parma Ravioli on Wellington street in Ottawa. And those are only Fast Food joints. I haven't even mentioned the amazing dishes at Madison's New York Bar and Grill in Gatineau or the Famous Johnny Farina pasta dish at Johnny Farina's on Elgin street in Ottawa or anything at any Baton Rouge (try the Santa Fe Chicken) or Tony Roma's (even the appetizers are to die for).
Don't even get me started with desserts all over Canada and the US!!
Not sure if I made it clear but in case I didn't, I HATE STINKY SUSHI and yes you're right, I have never and will never try it!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Some Movies have NO GLASS!
Car chase scenes in MOVIES drive me NUTS!!
Have you ever noticed that every single time (well almost) there is a car chase in a movie, either the getaway car or the car doing the chasing, one of them always crashes through a plate glass WINDOW?? The workers holding this HUGE window are usually 2 guys wearing Orange overalls and they are usually crossing a busy street.
Of course our 2 vehicles always seem to find these 2 guys and CRASH into the glass.
First of all, I've never ever seen 2 guys carrying a plate glass window anywhere!! I work on the road everyday and I've yet to see this happen anywhere in my city.
Second of all, how in the hell do these cars find these guys at precisely the exact same time that they are crossing the street!
And finally, why in the hell would you be crossing the street carrying GLASS. Shouldnt you be parking on that side of the street to make your delievery???
Just another movie thing that drives me up the GLASS wall :)
Have you ever noticed that every single time (well almost) there is a car chase in a movie, either the getaway car or the car doing the chasing, one of them always crashes through a plate glass WINDOW?? The workers holding this HUGE window are usually 2 guys wearing Orange overalls and they are usually crossing a busy street.
Of course our 2 vehicles always seem to find these 2 guys and CRASH into the glass.
First of all, I've never ever seen 2 guys carrying a plate glass window anywhere!! I work on the road everyday and I've yet to see this happen anywhere in my city.
Second of all, how in the hell do these cars find these guys at precisely the exact same time that they are crossing the street!
And finally, why in the hell would you be crossing the street carrying GLASS. Shouldnt you be parking on that side of the street to make your delievery???
Just another movie thing that drives me up the GLASS wall :)
Friday, March 12, 2010
GAYest thing ever!
Interesting thing happened to me today.
Went to get my haircut cause it was "Out of Control" once again (I should be going every 3 months, I know that). Was actually looking forward to it and that's kind of strange for me. I like it long even though it's a pain sometimes and the greys are more noticeable (don't get me started on that).
I've been going to this hip place on the Byward Market in Ottawa. My bro recommended it and I thought I'd give it a shot. It turned out to be a great place the past 2 visits.
The atmosphere was kind of cool, young people working, busy place and girls everywhere. What else can a guy ask for. The dude that does the actual cutting is a good guy and always has plenty of good stories about VEGAS and partying and having a good time. Makes the cut go by pretty fast.
As I walked in at Noon today, I noticed quite a few of guys in the place and not too many girls.
I was thinking that maybe it was still kind of early, and most of the females don't show up til later on in the afternoon. I was greeted and was told to have a seat and wait to get my hair washed which is normal procedure. Picked up a magazine and was reading a few articles and was also looking at the people in the salon. Once again, I didn't see many girls washing hair and lots of guys were walking around. After about a 10 minute wait, I saw my buddy, said hello, did the usual handshake and then he asked if I wanted a Cappuccino while I waited, but I declined. He said it shouldn't be much longer. I kept reading the mag and then all of a sudden I heard a male voice say: "Sir, can you follow me please"?
Hmmmm I thought. This is kind of WEIRD! He took me to the hair washing station and asked me to have a seat. I was still looking around to see if a female was anywhere to be found but that was not happening. I sat in the chair and was thinking to myself that this was going to be MESSED UP. He put that little towel around my neck and asked me to lean my head back into the sink. I wasn't happy about it but knew that I had to do it.
He started GRINDING my hair and asked me if the water was too hot and it wasn't. A MALE was now touching my hair with his HANDS and washing it thoroughly. I wasn't feeling too comfortable but it wasn't too bad YET!
After that part was done, I felt him apply shampoo to my hair. YUKK!! He then started massaging the shampoo deep into my hair and I was kind of feeling sick to my stomach (is that normal). Usually when a girl is doing that to me, my eyes close and it feels so good to get that massage on the scalp. Sometimes I even get goosebumps cause it feels kind of nice :)
This time however, my eyes stayed WIDE OPEN and I don't even think I BLINKED for the entire shampooing!
After he got the shampoo nice and deep in my hair, he then started rinsing it out and once again asked if the water was too hot. I just grunted that it was ok. Now I started thinking, please GOD, let that be it. Guess what?? He then decides to do it all over again! CAN YOU BLEEPING BELIEVE THAT? I'm was thinking, OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO not again.
But he sure did do it once again. Shampoo on the hair (bro thinks it was conditioner, nahhhh), deep massaging of the scalp and me not BLINKING and staring at the ceiling holding my jeans with both hands (not sure why I felt the need to do that but it made me feel better). After what seemed to take an hour, I was all done.
He said I could get up and he took that towel and wiped the back of my neck dry and took me to the hair cutting chair. I think I sprinted to get there and thanked him so as not to be rude.
HOW GAY WAS THAT??
Time for push ups and weight lifting and maybe even kissing the first female I see :)
Maybe it was just a bad dream! Or was it???
Went to get my haircut cause it was "Out of Control" once again (I should be going every 3 months, I know that). Was actually looking forward to it and that's kind of strange for me. I like it long even though it's a pain sometimes and the greys are more noticeable (don't get me started on that).
I've been going to this hip place on the Byward Market in Ottawa. My bro recommended it and I thought I'd give it a shot. It turned out to be a great place the past 2 visits.
The atmosphere was kind of cool, young people working, busy place and girls everywhere. What else can a guy ask for. The dude that does the actual cutting is a good guy and always has plenty of good stories about VEGAS and partying and having a good time. Makes the cut go by pretty fast.
As I walked in at Noon today, I noticed quite a few of guys in the place and not too many girls.
I was thinking that maybe it was still kind of early, and most of the females don't show up til later on in the afternoon. I was greeted and was told to have a seat and wait to get my hair washed which is normal procedure. Picked up a magazine and was reading a few articles and was also looking at the people in the salon. Once again, I didn't see many girls washing hair and lots of guys were walking around. After about a 10 minute wait, I saw my buddy, said hello, did the usual handshake and then he asked if I wanted a Cappuccino while I waited, but I declined. He said it shouldn't be much longer. I kept reading the mag and then all of a sudden I heard a male voice say: "Sir, can you follow me please"?
Hmmmm I thought. This is kind of WEIRD! He took me to the hair washing station and asked me to have a seat. I was still looking around to see if a female was anywhere to be found but that was not happening. I sat in the chair and was thinking to myself that this was going to be MESSED UP. He put that little towel around my neck and asked me to lean my head back into the sink. I wasn't happy about it but knew that I had to do it.
He started GRINDING my hair and asked me if the water was too hot and it wasn't. A MALE was now touching my hair with his HANDS and washing it thoroughly. I wasn't feeling too comfortable but it wasn't too bad YET!
After that part was done, I felt him apply shampoo to my hair. YUKK!! He then started massaging the shampoo deep into my hair and I was kind of feeling sick to my stomach (is that normal). Usually when a girl is doing that to me, my eyes close and it feels so good to get that massage on the scalp. Sometimes I even get goosebumps cause it feels kind of nice :)
This time however, my eyes stayed WIDE OPEN and I don't even think I BLINKED for the entire shampooing!
After he got the shampoo nice and deep in my hair, he then started rinsing it out and once again asked if the water was too hot. I just grunted that it was ok. Now I started thinking, please GOD, let that be it. Guess what?? He then decides to do it all over again! CAN YOU BLEEPING BELIEVE THAT? I'm was thinking, OH NOOOOOOOOOOOO not again.
But he sure did do it once again. Shampoo on the hair (bro thinks it was conditioner, nahhhh), deep massaging of the scalp and me not BLINKING and staring at the ceiling holding my jeans with both hands (not sure why I felt the need to do that but it made me feel better). After what seemed to take an hour, I was all done.
He said I could get up and he took that towel and wiped the back of my neck dry and took me to the hair cutting chair. I think I sprinted to get there and thanked him so as not to be rude.
HOW GAY WAS THAT??
Time for push ups and weight lifting and maybe even kissing the first female I see :)
Maybe it was just a bad dream! Or was it???
Sunday, March 7, 2010
OSCARS!!! - Why do I care?
Why do I care so much about the Oscars?
I don't get paid to watch 'em, I don't make money if my favourites win and I certainly don't work in the industry, so why do I care so much about who wins and who loses???
I guess being a movie fan for most of my life has something to do with it. Making a few homemade flicks as a high school kid and a few when I was in college has sort of given me an inside look at the wonderful world of movie making. You kind of get to know how difficult it is to make one of these so called masterpieces. Starting with Super 8 home made jobbies, then BETAMAX (yes I know, I am way old), then VHS, then the better 3/4" tape and now HI-DEF on Hard Drives and Flash Memory.
Dealing with actors, sound, lighting, budgets, equipments issues, continuity (there are Always "MIKSTAKES"), food, Chainsaws, fake blood (I think it was fake) etc.......
I wouldn't trade it for the world btw.
Going from making silly Horror flicks to shooting wedding videos (made some good coin doing that - but got sick of that "Going to the Chapel" song, that I used in all of my post production, it was gonna make me blow my head off using a sling shot) to finally shooting my newborn baby girls :). That was a pretty amazing experience. I get a kick out of looking at that footage every once in a while (it's even MORE FUNNER watching it with them). Now I have them doing their own horror movies (remember Candy Cane MAN! - that was spooky and the killer was real scary - right old Dal and old James??).
Where am I going with all this??? I guess what I'm really trying to say is, I care so much about the OSCARS because I wish I could hear the following: "The Best Director OSCAR goes to ........................... JOE TENN for "ZOMBROS"!!
I CARE so much because I want to be part of that INSANE WORLD!!
The envelope is now sealed till next time.
I don't get paid to watch 'em, I don't make money if my favourites win and I certainly don't work in the industry, so why do I care so much about who wins and who loses???
I guess being a movie fan for most of my life has something to do with it. Making a few homemade flicks as a high school kid and a few when I was in college has sort of given me an inside look at the wonderful world of movie making. You kind of get to know how difficult it is to make one of these so called masterpieces. Starting with Super 8 home made jobbies, then BETAMAX (yes I know, I am way old), then VHS, then the better 3/4" tape and now HI-DEF on Hard Drives and Flash Memory.
Dealing with actors, sound, lighting, budgets, equipments issues, continuity (there are Always "MIKSTAKES"), food, Chainsaws, fake blood (I think it was fake) etc.......
I wouldn't trade it for the world btw.
Going from making silly Horror flicks to shooting wedding videos (made some good coin doing that - but got sick of that "Going to the Chapel" song, that I used in all of my post production, it was gonna make me blow my head off using a sling shot) to finally shooting my newborn baby girls :). That was a pretty amazing experience. I get a kick out of looking at that footage every once in a while (it's even MORE FUNNER watching it with them). Now I have them doing their own horror movies (remember Candy Cane MAN! - that was spooky and the killer was real scary - right old Dal and old James??).
Where am I going with all this??? I guess what I'm really trying to say is, I care so much about the OSCARS because I wish I could hear the following: "The Best Director OSCAR goes to ........................... JOE TENN for "ZOMBROS"!!
I CARE so much because I want to be part of that INSANE WORLD!!
The envelope is now sealed till next time.
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