I'm with Cooter & the NAACP. Boycott.

Despite the shit reviews, I have no doubt that The Dukes Of Hazzard (imdb | rotten tomatoes) will win the weekend. Please, gentle reader, don’t go. Don’t do it. Don’t give your money to Jackass, Stiffler and that blonde fuckwit.

I, myself, have been wanting to see the following:

  • Broken Flowers
  • Cinderella Man
  • Crash
  • The Fantastic 4
  • The Island
  • It’s All Gone Pete Tong
  • March Of The Penguins

I’m also anxiously awaiting these:

  • The Aristocrats
  • The 40-Year-Old Virgin
  • November
  • Red Eye
  • Romance And Cigarettes
  • An Unfinished Life
  • Dirty Love
  • Everything Is Illuminated
  • A History Of Violence
  • Elizabethtown
  • Doom
  • Jarhead
  • Walk The Line

Not to mention all the film festival entries I want to see. Yeesh.

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Ugh. Butter chicken, why do you hurt me when I love you so? Sometimes I get you from Banjara, sometimes I get you from the Biryani House. Sometimes from the soup place in Cumberland Terrace. Sometimes I even eat you in (!) frozen President’s Choice form. I adore you, and yet you hurt my belly like this.

Fickle bitch.

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I don’t know man, the NHL is starting to get me excited again. With all the signings and trades, especially by teams like Calgary, Edmonton, Columbus, Pittsburgh and Florida — teams who simply couldn’t have made those deals a year ago…thank you, salary cap! — it’s become exciting again, and this is only the buildup. Even the always cynical (but always funny, and usually right) Mighty MJD is getting into it.

Now let’s see if all the rule changes and league parity deliver results when the season starts.

[btw, thanks to PC for pointing me to MMJD in the first place.]

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We went to our condo design centre tonight to start picking out our finishes and shit. I nearly wept. How many colours of tile, how many styles of countertop, how many stains of cabinetry can one look at before going completely batshit insane?

Me, I’d pick all standard stuff. But I’m not really running the show on this one, if you know what I mean. But when we get to equipping the condo’s “entertainment district”, then papa’s in charge again. Plasma? Gimme. Wireless surround? Gimme. TiVo (or Cdn equivalent)? Gimme.

Phhhh…as if we’ll have any money left…

Nostalgia. Bad, bad nostalgia.

Every time a Joe Satriani song comes on, I know I shouldn’t like it, but I do. Especially “Crushing Day”…hell, anything from Surfing With The Alien.

Ah, shredding guitars from 1987…how you shame me.

[update] The next song the Nomad played was “Jump Around” by House Of Pain. It’s like it wants me back in high school…

[update2] Aah! Now it’s playing “Daniel” by Juliana Hatfield. This is getting creepy…my Nomad’s making it personal!!