Karma’s a bitch for artists against FaceBook
Current mood: amused
Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities
As I read Le Journal de Montréal this morning, I found a 2-pager about local artists, mostly comedians, who just hate Facebook. They go as fas as sporting T-shirts saying "fuck facebook". In a strange manifestation of karma, those on the left of the picture have their Ts come out a lil'bit wrong.
Ceci n'est pas une traduction mais plutôt un texte français qui sonne comme la chanson japonaise.
Comme on continue, nous, même en riant Teen Titans T'sais qui qui arrive en courant devant ta belle, Léon? Teen Titans Chique gomme égarée, garée, oh yark! Un peu de censure et ta chatte caille Mon bras est mauve, radin, et Mona rit Teen Titans go Oh, pis ton collet haut est en pure rayonne Teen Titans Mona y a mis Andrew. Aïe! Qu'est-ce que d'si chatouillant? Teen Titans Papa va secouer Dieu, on te logue Maman bataille Dieu, on te logue Les gars, on aura, Inde et Chine, haï Teen Titans go
Omis Commun. T'es à zéro Coquet, cul-cul, Voilà, ça sent l'agneau Dans le monde de gais reins Et j'ai comme un sas Ail au riz Sachez, cul-cul, c'est rond Ça sent l'agneau Des bis aux gais heureux Corbeaux roux aux autos. Il a ri des ghettos. Béquilles en céréales Or aux couilles au ghetto Y s'la rouille en moto sale Déguise l'antenne J'y vole ton pain On dirait du hachis Et qu'à l'eau, maillot rit Dure plus fort, fort Couenne Va au totem C'est comme d'la terre Que mes jeunes aillent une aura Il y a Mailloux, où ça? La caravane A' roule qu'au Canada
Tuesday night, as my friend Stéphanie and I were back from the gym, we felt like eating sushi. So, we went to a nearby restaurant named Fou d'Asie ("Crazy about Asia") in downtown Montreal. It's been a while since we went there.
After the meal, before we left, I go to the restroom. I get inside and see they made some renovations since last time I was there. The urinals have been replaced by a second cabin with a toilet bowl. I pick one, enter, open my jeans and proceed. My eyes wander around, until I something catches my attention in the garbage pail. A little cardboard tube looking very much like a tampon applicator.
... ... A little doubt comes to my mind.
I rush outside the restroom and what do you know: On the door, I read LADIES.
Oops!
This is a first, for I have never made that mistake in my life, ever. Good thing the place was deserted.
How many times will I say "That's it, I'm leaving this place" and then come back a couple of months later? One more time, I guess.
So, what did I do during these past months? Well, I mostly lost weight. I had to: I was getting so fat, it made the front cover of Le Journal de Montréal:
so, I started January 2008 at 230 lbs
...and by March 2008 I was at 213 lbs
My goal is to slim down to 195 to 200 lbs for June, and stay there.
Here in the province of Quebec, one of the most popular TV show is a reality show called Loft Story: 6 guys + 6 gals live together, they have fun, friendship blossom, alliance are made, they hate, they fall in love, drama happens, and they get kicked out one by one until there is only a couple left.
This is my friend Isabelle, who is a big fan of Sebastien, this season's bad guy. She held a fundraising night to help Sebastien from being kicked out this week. She recruited me, hence my proud smile here:
The theme was Buy a Hug for 2$. It's kind of like a kissing booth, without having to worry about herpes. Isabelle needed hot looking guys and gals to give hugs to all the Loft Story fans who would invade the bar, and since her prescription glasses are way overdue, she thought I'd fit the bill.
The way it worked: For each 2$ given, 1$ went to the donation bank and 1$ went to the hugger. So, here's the hug girls: Isabelle, Kitty and Vera:
And the hug boys, Luc and I:
And there I was, with lovely Evy who was the first one to give 2$ to have me hug her...
And there I was, with lovely Evy who was also the last one to give 2$ to have me hug her... The only one, in fact.
Well, at least, I can be proud with the fact that half the girl who came for the event paid 2$ to hug me. The place was mostly filled with guys who gave our 3 lovely hostesses a total of about 60$ for hugs and pics.
Too bad, Sebastien. I guess girls don't like bad guys as much as they used to.
As for me, with two 7$ drinks+tip, for a total of 16$, I came back home 14$ poorer. In a soirée where girls pay guys to hug them if they think they're hot, I should have guessed that I'd end up with a deficit.
These are my parents during Expo 67, and then there's me 38 years later:
My mom's eyes, my dad's nose (although on a smaller scale), my mom's upper lip, my dad's bottom lip (although on a smaller scale), my dad's gender but my mom's skinny physique (until I started getting fat, then buffing-up by going to the gym). My mom's brown hair which turned white early like my dad's. My mom's personnality as peace-loving person, but also my dad's personnality as a rebellious shit-stirring mofo you don't wanna mess with...
Usually, people take more after one parent, but in my case, I really am a perfect 50-50 morphing of those two.
You probably never heard of the German disco band Dschinghis Khan. They became quite the Internet phenomenon of late, with people who posted video clips of their performances during the 70's on video sites like YouTube. I must admit I became quite fond of their song Moskau since I first heard it last summer, even though I speak no German at all.
Today, I discovered something very funny on YouTube. This guy called Buffalax made subtitles for Dschinghis Khan's song. BUT WAIT! These aren't translations. These are just transcripts of what the original German lyrics sounds like to an anglophone ear. Have a look, it'll make you ROTFLing all night.
You can read the original German lyrics + the REAL English translation right here.
Sorry, I'm too busy to post more than video blogs these days. I don't even have the time to post Miki's new chapters, dammit.
Unfortunately, the owners of South Park don't want YouTube to post clips from the show. Too bad, because I just discovered a great song from the episode Good Times with Weapons.
That episode is a parody of japanese animé, right down to the song using engrish, which is a very bad attempt to speak English. Somehow, even though the clip is deactivated, the music is still available, so I give it to you with the lyrics + translation.
Subarashii chinchin mono I have a wonderful penis Kintama no kame aru And testicle hair. Sore no oto sarubobo That's the sound of a sarubobo. Iie! Ninja ga imasu No! It's the ninjas!
Hey hey let's go kenka suru Hey hey let's go fight! Taisetsu na mono protect my balls! The important thing is to protect my balls! Boku ga warui so let's fighting... I'm bad, so let's fighting... Let's fighting love! Let's fighting love! Let's fighting love! Let's fighting love!
Kono uta chotto baka This song is a little stupid Wake ga wakaranai It's hard to make sense of Eigo ga mechakucha Its English is messed up Daijobu! We do it all the time! That's OK! We do it all the time!
Hey hey let's go kenka suru Hey hey let's go fight! Taisetsu na mono protect my balls! The important thing is to protect my balls! Boku ga warui so let's fighting... I'm bad, so let's fighting... Let's fighting love! Let's fighting love! Let's fighting love! Let's fighting love!
That part when he sings Daffy Duck, he had a farm, he-hi-he-hi-ho.... And on that farm he had an igloo.... cracks me up every time. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Duck_Amuck
amused
embarrassed
... A little doubt comes to my mind.
