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things i like:
rock'n'roll, country, punk & metal.
bands that combine all four successfully.
design, graphic & interior.
the intersection of philosophy & sociology.
ampersands.
andrew wk.
emergent gameplay, of the videogaming variety.
cursing.
beards.
beer.
bbq.
cjlo.
deep fried everything.
americana.
making lists
, including this one of my life's ambitions, and these of things on my mind at the time.

feedback: @angelidotca or ask me anything you'd like here.

i took a trip! read about it here.

evidence of my lame yuppie side on my (gasp!) house blog here.

things that are on mind:

i have a reasonable expectation that no one is actually receiving my emails.

if my friends, family and friends/family of friends and family never moved, i would own next to no furniture.

thing that is on my mind:

I can sum up the thing that I most dislike about myself with this simple example:

Let’s say I have to take something apart in order to reassemble it at a later date. I am the kind of person who makes the special effort to meticulously organize, arrange, bag and tag all the individual parts… and then I end up misplacing them.

things that are on my mind:

my final reviews of this year’s Fantasia Festival films goes up tomorrow, so keep an eye out if yr interested.

i want so many shiny things, including a white kinect. one day…

the demo for from dust is extremely enjoyable. i can see why other people might not like it, but this game is pretty much made for me. also, it looks like tropico, in the best way possible.

did anyone else see the insane clouds of smoke blowing off the motel raphaël last night? “arson is suspected” is an understatement.

today is the first day of the 2011 gathering of the juggalos, so at least i know there will be good times and great photos up ahead.

UPDATE: but most importantly, WTF am i gonna eat for supper?

things that are on my mind:

what follows is just grouch, you are forewarned.

dear drunk girl fighting with your boyfriend in the park across the street at 3 am, as much as i like being shaken from my sleep by the sounds of someone getting raped and murdered, i get super fucking cranky when i discover that no, in fact, it’s not a good citizen of this city needing help, but some dumbass screeching and crying over some text message or weird look or whatever the fuck it was (it was hard to catch amid your histrionics). your boyfriend seems like one of those douchebags in nice guy clothing. if he makes you so miserable, get rid of him, but avoid scenes like that in the middle of the night, they desensitize people to the real sounds of human misery. you wouldn’t want your neighbors to sleep peacefully through that next time, would you?

while we’re on the topic, parents, you’d do well to learn something from the comment above. i know it’s sooo hard to teach your kids not to scream bloody murder when they’re out in the park or the yard. i mean, how else are they supposed to communicate joy, hunger, excitement? how else could they possibly get your attention? let me put it this way, i need to hear your kid’s persistent bloodcurdling shrieks for well over a minute or two before i even bother to look out the window, thanks to all the mommy’s precious angels desperate for crumb of their parent’s engagement. in that time, your little attila or brianna could very well become the next jon benet. hard to believe, but one reason that society invented manners is as a social code, that, when broken, would signal distress. too bad they interfere so grievously with precious personal expression, amirite?

also, revenu quebec, seriously, go fuck yourself. my total post-tax income for 2010 sat well below the poverty line, but you decided i owed you 100$ anyways. i send you a cheque, you send me some bullshit letter about the cheque not being traceable. i pay you by direct deposit at the bank, and you take not only that but then lift another 100$ from the tax credit you owe me? fuck you, this is the reason people build bunkers in the woods.

things that are on my mind:

Yay, it’s not 35 degrees anymore!

Last night, leaving the bar, I actually felt cold. It filled me with joy.

The reason I’m most glad that the heatwave is over is so that I can finally turn on my Xbox again.

Also, the trailer for Assassin’s Creed Revelations that they keep showing at Fantasia looks most excellent. Can we get some romance mini-games in the AC series, maybe something like in DA:O? … no reason.

Comin’ up: reviews of Clown (thumbs up), Detention (not enough thumbs to turn down), Monster Brawl (thumbs sideways), and Saint (thumbs mostly up).

I ended up chatting with Robert Maillet at the bar last night. You probably know him by his wrasslin’ name Kurrgan. I share this for one important reason, which is that he was part of the Oddities, who had a partnership with a little rap group you may have heard of named Insane Clown Posse, bringing the grand tally of people that I’ve met who have had a professional relationship with ICP to two. Yes, I gleaned every tidbit I could.

On an entirely different note, if aggressively pretty/scuzzy/scandinavian looking banger longhairs give you boners, you should follow fairsight.tumblr.com.

I’m now officially sleep deprived. On deck for tonight, Urban Explorer (German movie about urban spelunking), and nothin’ else!

things that are on my mind:

My to do list is still ~90 items long.

There is a fat, bearded City of Montreal worker in Québec flag hardhat dancing to the truck radio across the street from me.

It’s gonna rain all weekend, so STILL no St. Ambroise terrasse for me. Grrr.

I just remembered that this little project’s 2nd birthday was on 4/20, which should be an easy enough date to remember. Tumblr sent me a reminder last year. This year? Nothin’.

My nose hurts from the plant I just smelled. Turns out it’s not basil.

I’ve been working on lots of small projects over these last few weeks. One of them is this oh-so-metal ad for my radio show that will be appearing in this year’s Fantasia catalog.

"The Sims Is Coming To Facebook!" = bleeeeeeeargh.

things that are on my mind:

Hesher, the movie, opened this past Friday, but not up here… dammit.

Anthrax’s 2003 album We’ve Come For You All remains an underground gem. I miss John Bush. Still one of the best live bands I’ve ever seen.

How much of a turnoff it is to see the endless stream of pathetic dudes submitting webcam pics to fuckyeahbeards with cheapo solicitations for attention. Lame. I just want to look at photos of occasionally hot guys with facial hair, I never said I wanted to hear you talk. (FYI, the direct url hides any text associated with each photo, but the entries on my feed do not).

If This TV keeps showing awesome/crappy movies like Roadhouse and S.F.W., I may never stop watching it.

http://beardmanismyname.tumblr.com/

Rapture, rapture, rapture, Project Bluebeam, rapture.

There is a short list of words one should always take extra care to spell correctly. One of those words is “rapping”.

things that are on my mind:

I just did one of these, isn’t it too soon? Oh well.

My thanks to Greg, Ariel, AndreWIXQDöc Holidæ, Ryan Rider and Robin for participating in last night’s THOR-iffic episode of BVST on CJLO 1690AM. I had a great time, and congratulations to those of you that called in and won goodie bags & passes to the premiere!

I had sooo much Thor-appropriate music to play on the show last night, but the conversation got so geek-heavy and nerd-sweaty that there was no time for me to play any of it… so next week, in honor of Thor opening the following Friday, it’ll be all hammer of the gods inspired metal.

Wireless. System Link. Xbox 360. Giddyup.

Cauldron at Il Motore this Saturday. Still haven’t seen them. Would it be bad form to wear my Goat Horn tshirt?

The Royal Wedding is happening in just about 12 hours. The nuptials start at 6, but the endless handjobby coverage starts after teevee normally ends at 2 am. Question is… stay up all night, sucking down caffeinated beverages until my heart starts vibrating, or hit the sack and get up at 2am?

things that are on my mind (the americ-uh hangover edition):

I’ve been feeling slightly nauseous and massively lightheaded on and off during this trip. Not sure if it has been the long car rides (poor circulation?), or the fact that I currently have more fat, salt and sugar coursing through my veins than I normally have in a week… the comedown is always the worst part, with the meat withdrawal being the problem I most anticipate over the next few days.

Oh yeah, I went to the states for the long weekend. It was fun. A definite highlight was seeing almost all the Lancaster kids over two nights, hopefully they’ll be up soon!

Cross border shopping is fully ridiculous. This is my damage, by the numbers:

Items purchased not available in here in Québec: 10 (including a digital-analog converter box for OTA television, three Jack Daniel’s products, a bag of fist-sized marshmallows, and various sodas & snacks).

Total pre-tax, pre-currency conversion savings on products that are available in Québec, but that are much cheaper in the US: 162.49$

Estimated savings had our sales tax applied: 215.64$

Current level of discomfort from having an empty stomach for the first time in 5 days, on a scale of 1 to 10: 8.9

Best deal: saving 28.80$ on Fallout 3 GOTY, followed by saving 19.09$ on the Dazed & Confused Criterion edition.

Finally, this Wednesday will be Thor-iffic on BVST, so tune in to CJLO 1690AM in Montréal, or www.cjlo.com around the world between 7 & 9 ET to catch the fun!

things that are on my mind:

Today is the last day to vote in the Mirror’s Best of Montreal 2011, so you should do that if you haven’t already… and if you happen to want to vote for CJLO as best radio station, you should go right ahead! You have until midnight, the form is here.

This Thursday, at 5pm, Jack Layton will be rallying in my neck of the woods, so come on down to the Corona and get yr NDP on! The address and stuff is here.

The CJLO end of year gala is on Saturday, and you should come. Dress nicely. The details are here.

GERMAN FOOD.

How it took me over almost 10 years to go to Spurs, and that it may just be the best country bar this city has to offer (simmer down, hipsters, Wheel Club is a private club with an open night, not a country bar).

That one quiet cowboy, oh so many years ago.

The Royal Wedding, and how early I’m gonna have to get up to watch it live. Before you get the wrong idea, know this: 1) I believe that “princess culture” is the absolute worst thing to happen to women, sociologically speaking, in the last 30 years, 2) followed closely behind by the idea that a woman’s wedding is the most important day of her life. Translation, I am not interested in princesses or weddings. I am, however, interested in monarchy, the potential future king of my country, weird formal customs, royal watchers, royalists, and tacky British celebrities, and the royal wedding promises all of these things.

Wet feet.

Summertime.

The Thor episode of BVST that’s coming up in two weeks.

Travelin’ down to Biblevania.

Waffle House.

Stromboli.

This is more of a metaphor for the headspace I’ve been in lately than people will ever know.

This is more of a metaphor for the headspace I’ve been in lately than people will ever know.

(via thedominantparadigm-deactivated)

things that are on my mind:

… and we’re back.

my new computer screen is ridiculous. it’s so wide, it needs a rascal to ride.

i know it’s december & i live north of the 49, but i’m not ready for what’s outside my window right now. the only consolation is that my view of all the s*** is blocked by my giant computer screen.

trivia tomorrow night is gonna be fun, & i’m looking forward to a pre-game trough of steamy tom yum soup. care to join? get in touch for the time & place.

easy a was okay, kind of a throwback to when dawson’s creek thought it might inspire kids to read classic novels by making using big words seem sorta sexy. it’s still playing at dollar cinema, if yr interested.

it’s irritating that i can’t resize that lemmy video from two posts ago.

the worst news of the week: not going to alabama over xmas break. this makes me sad, but either i need to get richer, or ‘bama needs to get closer… plans have been postponed until spring/summer 2011.

if you’re asking “why alabama?”, the answer is in alabama. you should go, then you’ll know.

joan jett barbie. that is all.

things that are on my mind:

Music from The Sims 3 is being licensed for non-Sims purposes? I caught a piece from the score in a promo for No Ordinary Family, and someone mentioned that they heard a track being used on English television in some context. I guess EA really is gonna milk the franchise for all they can get.

I have a really interesting idea for an Xbox Indie Game. How does one go about making those anyway? And no, it’s not a massage game.

On a vaguely related note, I’ve been working on something new & interesting (& stupid). Hopefully it’ll be up and running in time for the new year… we’ll see.

Only problem is, my computer screen bit the dust and I’ve been using a beat ol’ CRT as a temporary replacement, and everything looks super dark on it. I have no idea if what I’ve been working on looks good or if it’s gonna register as fluorescent on everyone else’s screen.

Tomorrow’s Dr. Phil features Nik from The Dirty. I started reading the site aeons ago, back when it was still Dirty Scottsdale, and hadn’t yet expanded to all the cities and colleges it covers now. I no longer read it, since it bums me out, but I decided to give it a quick look… and what a surprise, the Montreal section of the site includes a couple of people I know. This is a smaaaall town.

things that are on my mind:

my monitor crapped out this morning. i’m really, REALLY hoping it’s a temporary overheating issue (remedied with some downtime), or a loose connection issue (remedied with a swift slap to the backside).

if it’s not one of those things, i’m gonna have to make some difficult choices.

  1. take computer & monitor to shop, knowing i’ll be told that the monitor will be at least a 100$ repair (a.k.a. probably not worth it, given the price of a new one). pros - computer will get a tune up, and maybe a functioning disc drive or two. cons - $$$ with the end result being having to spend more $$ anyways.
  2. cut to the chase & buy a new monitor. pros - new monitor! also gives me the choice of deciding whether i want dual monitors. cons - $$$$.
  3. buy a whole new computer. pros - shiny new computer! cons - hahahahaha sigh. no $$$$$$ for that. at least not yet.

JACKASS 3D! TONIGHT! yeeeeehaw! can’t wait to hang out with all my buddies. stupid fun.

also, clutch at metropolis, with black label society. tonight is gonna be awesome.

tony hawk ride, despite being RIDDLED with problems, is pretty damn fun, and worth the 20$ i paid for it.

finally, our 250$ piece of paper came in. good times.

things that are on my mind:

no really, how many fucking tape measures do i really have to lose before i start having to wear one on the waistband of my damn pajama pants?

i seriously use it every day. this is the second one i’ve lost, in my own home, in two weeks.

i was going to express my frustration as a venn diagram, but i prefer to reserve vd use for love, not hate.

how thrilled do you think my neighbors are that after living here for a full year, i’ve finally plugged in my speakers?

and how long do you think it’ll take for me to actually set ‘em up, instead of letting all the little wires and boxes snake all over the room?

my mom’s bird is tweeting along heartily to ac/dc. he’ll be sad when she comes back from vacation and it’s back to cbc for him.

it’s 1pm and i just realized that i have the light on and the blinds closed.

digging your way through yr pile of junk is a lot easier after watching hoarders/hoarding: buried alive marathons.

do other designers keep the whole paper with their ad in it, or just the tearsheet? or neither? do they make sure the page is dated?

i started playing viva pinata: trouble in paradise last night. my ass kept triggering pinata vision, for some reason… i guess my pjs look like a barcode?

i’m djing concordia orientation tomorrow from 1-3 on the reggie’s terrasse, so if yr in the hood come say hi. i’ll be the one refusing requests for lady gaga and kesha and testing people’s tolerance with “that rock and roll music”. there better be beer.

EDIT: from 1ish until 3. circumstances will probably have me start around 1:30 give or take.