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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Since you've been asking. My cat Sabre son of Rajah, (Not sure who the father is) is very sick. I had someone look at him today from our church and we think he may have gotten in a fight with a muskrat. (not the neighbour's cat 'cause if it was the neighbour's cat I would be hitting it with paintballs repeatedly until it stopped moving) So basically there is a quarter sized hole in my cat. I can see its insides and can smell the wonderful stench of infection. He really hasn't moved for 24 hours but I got him to eat and drink today. I also thanks to help from Melanie Small got him rigged up with a bandage he can't get off and I've smeared polysporen all over the wound. The next couple of days will tell the tale. He's walking around some tonight so I think that is a good sign.

I'm planning a which pastor had the worst blooper contest which I will post this weekend before I head out to Australia/Hawaii. I emailed a bunch of pastors asking for examples and have received a few but if you have one you want to tell on your pastor please email it to me rather than posting it in the comments. (make it more of a surprise) My email (as if you don't already have it) is www.habhate@nbnet.nb.ca

Friday, August 25, 2006

Well I did it. Many of you probably think I shouldn't have but your opinion means about as much to me as a pile of festering seal poop. It was Monday night and I was in Saint John and I was less than a km away and so I broke down and went to see a movie that is sure to change the way all of us look at life in general. That's right I saw SNAKES ON A PLANE. Scottie Leighton was with me and no matter what he says he laughed and jumped at all of the appropriate times. There is a nudity seen at the beginning which was just a stupid add on but other than that I was thoroughly entertained. The whole concept of the movie was cheesy and so anyone that complains about parts of it being cheesy has totally missed the point of this, dare I say masterpiece. A good time for sure. My recommendation for everyone is to go see it but sit behind someone you know (or don't know) Periodically throughout the movie get on the floor and reach under the seat and grab the legs of the people in front of you. I'm pretty sure hilarity will ensue.

Some friends of mine (Stephanie, Nicole, Ryan, and Jasenda) took me out to McLaughlin's Wharf for a belated birthday dinner tonight. The food and company was amazing and thanks again for thinking of me.

Now go see Snakes on a Plane. Incidentally on my Hawaii flight I'm doing the same one that is in the movie. I may keep my feet up.

Friday, August 18, 2006

Just a footnote from my last entry. Apparently I suffered a minor concussion and a slight case of whiplash. Thank-you for all my well wishers...oh wait you all just laughed at me. To be honest I would have done the same thing. I finished another song last night. This one is for a birthday party and is about the birthday girl. I think it is some of my best work but I've come to notice a pattern in my writing lately. My last 4 songs have all been so full of inside jokes that the average person has no idea why what they are hearing is funny. I miss the days of writing about poop, back hair, being kicked in the groin and a creepy fetish for a girl's smell as these are all things we can readily relate to. I have been on a creative high lately but I feel like I'm creating stuff for myself and not for anyone else. I'm not even sure if there is much of a point of uploading my last two songs as the audience that will get them is so restrictive. I think maybe I should sell out and start writing mainstream music. Songs about love, pimpin', dancing the night away, acquiring more bling, self promoting, and having fun. That's right I think I want to be the next Michael Bubble. Now all I need is his voice and money.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

How Ben Canney Almost Killed Me


WARNING THE FOLLOWING STORY IS NOT FOR EVERYONE IT MAY 'CAUSE YOU TO RUN SCREAMING FROM THE ROOM!

It started yesterday. I had a very important phone call to make and when I made it I ended up getting through to an answering machine. I left my name and number because this organization I called promised they would call me right back. So I waited for them to call. I waited and waited and no call came. At that point I decided I would risk it and take a shower in hopes they wouldn't call while I was upstairs in the bathroom. Sure enough about 3 minutes into my shower I hear the phone ring and so I immediately sprinted down the stairs (sans vetements) to try to catch the call before my answering machine picked it up on the fourth ring. I was doing very well until I hit the kitchen floor which was in the words of Bon Jovi "slippery when wet" (on an aside I should have remembered that as last Winter after having a water fight with Heidi B. I rushed out to the kitchen losing my balance and slid knee first into the corner of the cupboard. Lots of blood but I survived to go for a hike the same night) Any ways when my feet hit the kitchen floor they immediately flew out from under me and I landed on my back and head. My momentum and wet back carried me accross the floor and I slid into my kitchen table breaking off a leg (it has broken before) and sending the whole table hard into the wall. Even though I lost consciousness briefly (from landing on my head) I know the impact was very hard as somehow the table hitting the wall dislodged the phone and it was lying on the floor with someone talking on the other end. When I came to I could hear a voice and I crawled over to the phone and said hello. Sure enough it was Ben Canney. Obviously he knew I was waiting for an important call and called when he did to try to kill me. At least that was what ran through my head as I lay naked on my kitchen floor. Ben I will not forget this. I will have my day, mark my words.

Monday, August 14, 2006

As promised I have updated the Ultimate Game Site. Click on the link to find out how to play. The games are Scoop and Flip, Rocks, Papers, Scissorses, Oral RPS, Tattoo Pictionary, Punch Crane, and Head Cheese. I would love to add the game "Roman Candle Diving" but it is still in production as I haven't found anyone brave enough to play yet. As always play all games at your own risk. I'm moving some things around in my links and dropping most of my funny links. If you don't know how to go to homestar by now then you need help that even I can't give you.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Seems like I got back just in time. This blog was created with the innocent intention of promoting hatred and destruction towards the most useless of teams in the history of sports otherwise known as the Habs. I go away for two weeks and come home and read the comments posted on my last post only to find my blog has been perverted and changed into a self promotional tool t promote the recent TV exploits of one Scottie Leighton. (hab fan) NO MORE!!! I'm back and I will purge this tasteless, purposeful distraction of all that is good from my site. Let it be known that all future attempts to promote the evil that is among us will be immediately stricken from the pixels of my screen.

On a lighter note camp was awesome. I got to reaquaint myself with old friends and some of my favourite campers from past years as well as meet some new amazing people. Many of my future posts will be about my time away and the many new games were invented. There is something about Zion Hill that sparks my creativity and so before this year ends I will be posting a new parody I wrote at camp as well as producing two new videos that I thought up at camp. (possibly three) My Birthday was on Wednesday and I will mention this now it ended at East Side Marios with very dear friends and a free meal for me, courtesy of East Side and its manager Mr. Bubbles Owen. I got to stand on a chair while people sang to me. Good times. More later.

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