Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Super long December post

Ok, I haven't updated in awhile, but that's a good thing. I was focusing on more important areas of my life. Speaking of life, there's nothing like a good physical, spiritual, emotional, and mental storm(s) to hit you all at once. That was basically my past 2 weeks.

Let's see, I had exam finals and a term paper to deal with, constant power outages (literally, constant), and my Mom being rushed into the hospital all at the same time. I think a fair majority of people can identify with our crazy weather systems that hit the Lower Mainland, wow. I had finished studying around 3am one night, and as I was going to bed, I heard so much howling and trees shaking from the wind, it was so strong it sounded like cars driving past our house outside. I looked out the window to stare at the trees and everthing shaking, and *ptoof* out goes the power for the entire neighbourhood. Praise God, I had just finished studying some powerpoints on the computer 10 minutes before.

As for my Mom, she was rushed to the hospital right before my first final exam started, and then ironically, she was released the day they ended (which the doctors are amazed at considering her medical condition; people were praying and God was/is faithful in take care of her, email me if you want to know more). Now she's on a 24 hour IV drip that gives her antibiotics.

Siiiiiiiigh. It's all over now. It almost feels like a dream though. Those past 2 weeks almost feel like they happened a month ago or something. I don't really want to dwell on it anymore. I felt so overwhelmed at times and it was dark. But it's over.

Soooo, onto a new topic....

I'm still quite cynical, maybe more angry this year at what Christmas has become. I've seen stupid news reports on TV where the headline was "The War on Christmas" where some reporters went and "investigated" whether or not random people on the street will say "Happy Holidays" or "Merry Christmas" to various other people, or why Christmas trees were pulled down because some guy thought it would be offensive if other religious things weren't put beside them. Baahhh....IDIOTS. And I'm still angry at all the commercialism and for people who think they have to give gifts, because it's the season to do so, yadda yadda yadda. Incompetence in the shopping malls. Don't get me wrong, giving gifts is great. Receiving gifts, is also great. But giving gifts for the sake of giving gifts, or just because everyone else is giving gifts or because the mass media is telling you to give gifts, just doesn't sit well with me. And Christmas cards...oooo how I loathe Christmas cards. Christmas cards (oh, pardon me, I meant to say Holiday cards...NOT!) are probably one of the biggest factors that contributes to global warming. Save the trees!

New topic: Asian men stereotypes

If you don't really follow the TV show Survivor, then you probably don't know that a Korean American guy named Yul Kwon won a few days ago. He mentioned that a reason he wanted to do the Survivor thing was because he wanted to help break bad Asian male stereotypes and in my opinion, he did it pretty well. I just find this really interesting because I took ASC 301, and just finished ASC 300, so I'm really not surprised if within the next few months or so, there will be a bunch of new academic journal articles that talk about this guy.

New topic: Stuff I really really want, right now.

Please note, this is not a Christmas list. NOT a Christmas list. I just thought this would be a fun thing to do because in this season of economic greed, I thought I'd add my own two cents to share with the world. Hey,our
wants will never end.

- a Dyson DC07 Animal

Most guys my age want a car, and I do, I just can't afford the upkeep of one. However, I do a lot of vaccuuming and hohohoooooo.....this thing is sooooo beautiful.....
-a huge slab of lean BBQ pork. I think the redder the skin is, the more lean it is. So sweet, so tender....
-a Strida3 bicycle with mudflaps....sob sob....not available in North America... 

-bacon. Lots of bacon.

-ummmm....a Colt Python 6in revolver by
Tokyo Marui....so pretty. I thought they used to make a 9in model....o well

-ah who am I kidding. I want my own Futureshop, Wal-mart Supercenter, Canadian Tire, and T&T supermarket.

-to be taller
-and a king-sized Twix
-----------------Saw gas for around 108¢/litre the other day. I think it's around 104¢/litre now.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Fall 2006 Semester = End

It's a little hard to believe that it was summer 3 months ago. Anyways, it's almost final exam time. Yay! I'm so excited! Exams are so much fun and I'm so happy! Not (but actually right now, I am happy).

Last Tuesday, because of the weather I got to walk on water.

The AQ Reflections pond froze over. See?

You have to admit, that's pretty cool (pun possibly intended).
Paulman was cooler. He skated. On the pond. At SFU.
And he did it for free too.

How cooler is that? His actions are like a legend now. Hundreds of years from now, people will question amongst themselves, is it true, the one called Paulman skated on the SFU pond? And what are skates? (ok, so I'm assuming global warming is on schedule in my lame little joke. Doesn't feel like it is because of our recent temperatures...)

Anyways, I saw two random/funny things today:
1. A girl talking on her phone outside the library.
Oh wait, I forgot to mention, she was smoking, two cigarettes... at the same time!
2. A guy on the bus reading a book called Linux Server Hacks.

Ok, so maybe they're not that funny.-
Maybe its because you're not funny.
Nyah nyah! 8^p

Monday, November 27, 2006

It's still snowing right now

Since Saturday night, we've gotten about 8 inches of snow (measured by me sticking a ruler outside...hehe). On Friday, while going to class, it started to snow a little at SFU (and then it stopped and completely melted). Anyways, it was really fascinating to watch people's faces as they saw the snow start to fall. Nearly everyone had a huge smile on their face, some laughing, some pointing to show their friends what they were so happy about. I think I was grinning a bit too. Snow isn't magical. But it's so beautiful. That's why it's mentioned in some parts of the Bible. Maybe in our minds, we see snow as a symbol of peace. It falls gently, softly, and is a strong clean white. And everything that was not, is now white. Even the sky is white. Our entire neighborhood last night was so peaceful, under a thick heavy blanket of puffy snow. Complete tranquility.

Speaking of last night, our neighbourhood lost hydro (that's partly why it was so peaceful...). That was a bummer. I was really angry at first, mostly at the 1-888-POWERON phone number that you can use to report your outage, because I kept on getting a stupid recording that just looped me saying that I could call the number that I just dialed. I gave up. Tried to do homework by candlelight. Everyone went to sleep early. I called the number again before sleeping, was put on hold for 35 minutes (picture me in the dark, lying on the carpet, waiting on the phone, listening to lousy "on-hold" music), then was told we'd get our power back on by noon (they actually got it back by 7:30am, kudos to those hardworking electric hydro people!).

Anyways, I've learned not to be angry at situations like this (well, now that it's passed...pretty quickly too, so I don't have that much reason to whine), but to appreciate the basic need of electricity. Or wait, maybe it's the basic luxury of electricity. Either way, I'm very grateful. Got to go to sleep with sweatpants on. And "play" with fire and candles in the house as my Mom says. And got to hear that classes were cancelled at SFU today. Narf!

So......I'm off to reset all the clocks in the house and do some snow shoveling.
And just for fun, here's a new picture of Spider-Man:


Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Up, up and away...

Sometimes when I heat up my food, I like to stand directly in front of the microwave and while watching the plate go around and around, I pray that the radiation being emitted will be strong enough so that I can develop super-powers. It hasn't happened yet.

No just kidding, I don't do that. I'm not that dumb (as much as you may think, so nyah! 8^p).

I've just been watching a lot of Heroes and X-Men, that's why the lame joke. I've considered this before and if I was only limited to one power, it'd be to fly. How I long to fly. The closest thing to that would be to skydive. I've yet to do that. I'll post pictures if I do someday though.

Before jumping out of airplanes, I should probably learn how to jump off stairs first...
I jumped down 12 stairs last Friday and my foot still hurts. Oh well, be more careful in the future.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

This is a time-wasting post (gas and chocolate)

In the interest of procrastination, I'm posting some nonsense. I should be doing homework. But now I'm not.

Ok, firstly, gas has been sort of steady for the past few weeks, hovering above or below the $1 level. Not that anyone cares. Whenever I post about how much gas is, it's for my own knowledge. I don't know why I find it interesting. I don't even drive. Maybe it's because I can remember gas prices from some of my childhood memories... like seeing a big sign with numbers that read 49.9 or something like that. I never really fully understood what they meant, because in school, they didn't teach us that cents could be broken down into tenths. Anyways, today I
saw prices for 98.9 and 102.5 ¢/litre respectively. I don't even know what respectively really means....

O yeah, this is a funny commercial:

Whenever I see this commercial on TV, it makes me smile. Because it's funny. And cute. And it's an awesome jingle (gives Capital One a run for it's money). This is an interesting write-up here with more info about lyrics and stuff. Apparently this ad campaign is from Australia and 4-5 years old. Still good.
On a semi-related note, I don't like Cadbury chocolate because it's too sweet. And most of their candy bars have colours on the wrapper that aren't really pleasing to my eye. I like Nestle though.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

"A fool and his money are soon partying"

I saw that on a bumper sticker last week. I laughed.
Then I was sad and I pitied the fool (no, I didn't pity him Mr. T style).
It was more like a shake-my-head-in-disbelief/"gah-that's-too-bad" kind of sad/pityness.

As funny and as true that saying might be, as soon as the party is done, the fool is still a fool. Except now he's a poor fool. In more ways then one.

Time for a siiiiiiigh.........
Stupid things that are for the here and now.
Stupid things that provide instant gratification.
Stupid things that are temporary.
Stupid things that have no real purpose.
Stupid things that bog us down.

Going to be busy the next few weeks. Group projects, presentations, assignments, term papers... Then finals. Oh the joy of it all.
I'm tired, off to sleep. There's light at the end to look forward to. A hope to keep me going.
Ok, now I'm really going to stop.
Right now.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

"The 1 and Only Cheerios"

I remember when I was younger, seeing a TV ad for Cheerios, where there a bunch of kids running up this grassy hill at night time and they're all cheery and smiling. And when they get to the top of this hill, there's this giant radio/satellite dish (I think), and it's tilted so that it's like a bowl.

Then all the kids starting pouring milk into the giant "bowl" an they're still smiling. Then out come the boxes of Cheerios, and they get dumped in and so now there's bigger smiles and such, and they all start to eat it. So picture about 10 kids or whatever, around a giant bowl, all eating Cheerios digging in to this huge dish, and while they do so, they're still smiling/laughing at each other and enjoying the cereal. I think one was supposed to feel good after watching it.

Anyways, I think while growing up, my Mom only bought Cheerios once and I hated it. I don't remember if I persuaded her to buy it after watching that commercial, but if I did, I severely regret it and I now know what a stupid little kid I was for doing so. Cheerios are the pits. I don't care if it's healthy or if its low in trans fats. I don't care if it lowers the risk of heart disease or is part of a balanced breakfast. Cheerios were and are still disgusting to me.

They have this super Cheerio-ey taste and it's not sweet. Where's the sugar?!?! Where's the fancy coloured box?!?!? I don't want to eat cereal from a boring yellow box (nothing to do with racism...I hope) that doesn't taste like anything. (Honey nut Cheerios, however, are a completely different story. Yum.)

Almost all commercials I see now for Cheerios seem to be targeted at middle aged people and up. I rarely/(never?) see kids eating Cheerios in commercials. When I think about this topic, I sometimes wonder if there are any kids in realy life who currently each Cheerios. And if they do, why do they torture themselves? Or why do their parents torture them? In short, Bleagh + Wheat = Cheerios.

Wow this post was really pointless. Except now you know, I hate Cheerios. Because they taste bad. If you have read this last paragraph first, you could have saved yourself a whole lot of reading. Too late for that.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Daniel Asher Memorial

All Glory to God.

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For a beautiful, well-lived life, because he wanted to know and follow his Lord Jesus Christ.
We know Daniel's life was not cut short. It was God-ordained and his life's purpose was completed.
And now he's Home.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Life is funny

It’s not always hahaha funny, but also funny in the sense that we think we understand life, but then things happen and then we feel like we don’t understand it. We’re back to asking questions and answering them in our head.

I’m not sure how I feel. This situation still doesn’t feel real, so I guess it hasn’t fully sunk in for me yet. I’m not sure what I should do, or what I’m supposed to do. My mind is blank, but full of thoughts at the same time. I’m staring blankly ahead, but still focused on what I do. I reflect on what I remember and think silently. I can’t control anything. I don’t know anything. Things happen suddenly. Without notice, to everyone; “...for He makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.” That is God.

From my own experience, it’s almost never you get word that a friend has gone to be with Jesus. Passed away. Dead. But praise God, he’s not dead now. He’s in Heaven rejoicing (in his case, partying) where there is no suffering. I wonder why God chose for his time to be now. But really, there’s nothing I can do and no matter how much I question, the situation is still the same as it was five minutes ago, an hour ago, etc.

I thank God for the change He made in his life, for the better and to the glory of God only. In his own words:
I always felt the need for acceptance and importance...

I was raised in a Christian environment. My parents were very strict with me, ensuring that I had the right friends, was home before dark, and didn't go to parties throughout high school. I had to keep my crazy and spontaneous side of me under control.

However on my 18th birthday I unleashed myself, the rules no longer applied, I was now officially free from my parent's curfew. Here I am starting University, and I just had to join a Frat because of what I've seen in the movies (Old School), I wanted to blast off into what was supposed to be the best years of my life. Also, I knew that joining a fraternity was my own personal way of rebelling against my parents who totally went against that idea. After attending a couple of their parties, I received an invitation at the fraternity I was rushing at. Shortly after, I only had three things on my mind: girls, beer and myself.

A voice in the back of my head telling me "Dude you are totally not meant to be doing this!" It didn't make sense to me because I was having the time of my life. I felt accepted, and plus I could take advantage of my no-curfew. But something was missing...

The missing link was the purposelessness of what I was doing. I mean I can live my life, have a lot of fun, and perhaps make a lot of money, and maybe leave some mark in history but what will that mean to me after I leave this world? It will probably mean absolutely nothing, because I can't take all my worldly success with me when I die.

So I went back to my childhood roots, I remembered learning about God, and Jesus, and how they will love me no matter what. Well this was the end of my search for the "missing link", I knew whom to go to be accepted, to God! I immediately left the frat, and was in search for a new group who could help me grow - not grow financially, but grow spiritually!

Since then, I have not only found acceptance, but also I have found purpose! There are some pretty stellar benefits to all of this, for example having joy and being kind. I mean honestly, who doesn't feel good after doing something nice? I finally understand that the only way to feel satisfied is to know God. Nothing can separate us.

From everyonehasastory.ca, February 2006)
Definitely not separated.
Daniel Asher
(September 17, 1987 – October 17, 2006)

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

And Laziness is...

...me. I'm lazy. Haven't posted anything in a while. But in a way that's good. That way, the Internet is not polluted by my kilobytes and crap. And there's less global warming. Actually, there's no relation there. Now I'm lying.

Some general things I've seen on public transit in the past few week:
- a bright yellow Ferrari (couldn't see what kind it was, drove too fast)
- I found an old lighter (fulfills my pyromaniacal pleasures)
- tourists......many many tourists
- a girl clipping her fingernails. Sitting beside me.
- a guy with green socks (they were SUPER green) reading The Real Terror Network
- a beautiful firey orangey light reddish outline above the horizon as the sun set, blending with the various dark blues in the sky

Oh yeah, Google bought YouTube. Wow. Maybe my Google conspiracy theory was right. Imagine some day, if Google buys an island in the middle of nowhere. Then they could start a country! Imagine if Google were to get a seat on the UN Security Council thingy! Imagine if Google started their own underground nuclear testing (oh yeah, the Democratic People's Republic of Korea did that yesterday)..... Bad Google.... Just kidding. Or am I? Well, since I want to keep using Blogger for free, yes, I am kidding.

Btw, YouTube is bad, if you enjoy watching TV and movies. I've watched so much Spider-Man (old Fox cartoon), caught up on an episode of the The Office I missed last week, silly hilarious Korean and Japanese game shows, Fight Back to School, Colbert Report clips, etc....
There's also tons of Just for Laughs and old Whose Line is it Anyway clips....
Ahhh laughter! And procrastination! Wait, that's bad.

Saw gas today for 96.5 ¢/litre. It's been hovering slightly above and below $1.00 for a while.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Happiness is.....

....watching old Fox Spider-Man cartoons on YouTube and eating some sloppily made egg and bulk meat (corn beef I think?) sandwiches.
The happiness is only temporary though. After the cartoon ends, I have nothing left to watch. After I have finished eating the sandwiches, they are gone. All happiness is only temporary.

On the other hand, joy is everlasting. Unlike happiness, it's more than just a feeling. You can have it when you mourn or are excited. It can feel like it comes deep within you, and you may not be able to explain it when your current situation dictates that you should be angry or depressed. Joy is the result of when you no longer feel guilty from your wrong doings. You acknowledge the forgiveness of God and experience His love. And it strengthens you. Joy does not make sense, but you know it's good.

You [God] will show me the path of life;
In Your presence is fullness of joy;
At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
Psalm 16:11 (NKJV)

In Heaven, I'm going to eat a humongous sandwich.
Actually, I think in Heaven there will be better things.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Tuesday - September 12, 2006

Well, the Terriblelands is more than one. That kinda went fast... and slow at the same time. Meh doesn't matter. Also, another year passes by 9/11, the marked day that will always be engraved in our minds (thanks to the media's constant replays) of the tragedy that hit pretty close to home. Sometimes things seem so meangingless.

But life's not. Thank God He didn't make it that way.

I'm pretty sore from last night. Played hockey at my church, the first night of the "season." But it felt good, and I got to run around so I'm content with the pain (if you're in the area, drop by at 7pm on Mondays to play). School still chugs away, and nothing out of the ordinary has happened. I'm trying to get involved in some paid research studies at school because some of them have pretty good pay (eg. $10 for 25 min doing a survey or whatever). That should be interesting. More or less.

Oh wait, something out of the ordinary did happen today. I saw a guy pee on a "wall" in front of more than ~75 people waiting for the bus at school. It seemed like I was the only one noticing it though. I should try and get a picture of the area so that my story is comprehendable. I was laughing, but disgusted at the same time. What a feeling.

Ok, go live your life now. Its passing by you know.

Saw gas on Saturday, yetserday, and today for 98.9 ¢/litre.

Friday, September 08, 2006

12 Weeks left

Well, the first week of le semester has ended. It’s been good. I think it’s safe to say that I will probably enjoy most of my lectures and classes, partly because from what I’ve heard so far, the profs seem interesting. Also, I probably won’t have to do any quantitative analysis math junk. So there. But I will have to do a lot of writing. Boo writing. Boo it to the core. Boo. Bu, wo shi Jianada ren. Or Huaren

Well the first week of school has ended. It’s also been bad. I’m a little peeved at all the people. After taking the summer semester (bad grammar, I know) this fall semester feels like sardines. I mean this especially literally when on the bus. I blame all the returning students who have come back from work, and first years who just clog up everything. Good job people. You just made my life slightly/barely/noticeably miserable with your humongous backpacks and slow walking/standing in the middle of hallways/stairs/paths/doors. I need a big stick to poke or swat people who don’t know how to get their feet out of first gear. Grr.

And now something completely unrelated, if you ever need to do special printing/photocopying etc, don’t go to Quad Books in the Maggie Benston Centre. You may as well just call me up and ask me to kick you as hard as I can in your behind. And I can kick very hard. Bam!

But DO go to the Campus Printing Centre shop at the Cornerstone building. That owner is soooooo nice/personable/helpful. And its clean. And you don’t need to leave your backpack by the door. And it’s buttloads cheaper than Quad Books.
So remember: Quadbooks?
Campus Printing Centre at the Cornerstone?

Saw gas for 100.0 ¢/litre today. Wow.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Just because gas is so interesting

It's been a top story on the news all day (or at least, the times that I've been watching the news). The national average for the price of gasoline is at a 5 month low; around 96 cents. I thought I noticed something strange when I saw gas for 101.5 ¢/litre last night.

I don't like that above statistic though, because it's still high for people on the westcoast.
Those bums in Brampton, Ontario are paying 76¢/litre.

Not that it matters....or as if anyone is reading this.
That was a rhetorical statement.

Friday, August 25, 2006

Float like a butterfly, sting like a wasp?

Welcome to the Friday Edition of Good News/Bad News. Let's begin.

Bad news: I was stung by a common wasp.
Bad news: Unlike bees, the wasp is probably still alive.
Good news: I was only stung once.

Bad news: I was stung on one of my toes.
Bad news: It hurt. Sharp intense pain the first few moments.
Good news: It wasn't on my face.

Bad news: I've never been stung before.
Good news: Went to the drop-in clinic and found out I'm not allergic.

Bad news: It still hurt when I was in the clinic.
Good news: The doctor gave me some antihistamine and cream for free.

Bad news: The swelling and inflammation on that toe was immense!
Good news: See the previous good news.

Bad news: The toe-pain now is comparable to the sorenes of a toenail being ripped off or a really really really really really really really bad stubbing.
Good news: I can still walk/run...for the most part normally.

Bad news: I hate wasps.
Good news: I will kill many wasps someday. Along with many other bugs.

Stay tuned within the year for the next edition of Good News/Bad News.
Saw gas "come down" to 109.9 ¢/litre
EDIT: August 27, 2006 - I'm pretty much all better now. Only used the drugs once. And gas was 107 ¢/litre today for a low.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

New Terribleland content - ant page

I put up a new page today, about ants.
There are some pictures, (feauturing one large 2MB photoshopped picture) and a few videos.

Why did I make a page about ants? It's not exactly about them, but more of my recent experiences with them.
So check it out if you like, it's on the frame-menu to your left,
under the heading My Junk (specifically) ==> ant page.

If you do not see a seperate frame menu to your left with those headings and links, click here.
I also moved the great tiber war, lance, and spider-man poses photograph galleries onto Flickr. Hurray for them.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Cosmic Conspiracy Theory

Thanks God, my time has been relaxing lately. It's been nice. No school is fantastic. Bam!

Okay, in case you haven't heard, especially on the news yesterday, it's said that astronomers (around 2500 of them from 75 countries meeting in the Czech Republic) are meeting to decide on the "universal definition" of a planet. This could lead to our solar system to have 12 planets instead of 9:

Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Ceres, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus (wahahaaa), Neptune, Pluto, Charon, and "Xena" (2003 UB313).

Cool diagram
Anyways, if changed, that would mean textbooks and videos and blah blah, etc etc stuff would be changed.

You know what I think the real cause of all this fuss over adding planets and stuff is?

The astronomers are bored. And possibly lonely.
I think I speak for 96.82304% of all people on earth, that there are bigger issues to deal with... and that we don't really care.

You may have seen this in an email forward. You can do this as you sit in front of your computer. Stick your right leg out and draw small circles in the air with your foot clockwise. Now, with your right hand, draw the number 6 in the air. Automatically, your foot will change directions. Fascinating!
(NOTE: If this does not work for you, you should seek professional help from a medical doctor, immediately.)

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Let the summer begin!

Yeah! I had my last exam today! Woohoo! Narf narf zoooort! In retrospect, I think the amount of time I spent writing the exam today could’ve been shorter though. It was scheduled for 3 hours and I estimate I spent about 20 minutes daydreaming…teehee. Doesn't matter. Sigh. It feels strange that I have no immediate pressures or school work that needs to be completed to be handed in for marks or something. Aaaah. What a feeling.

Sooooo…… not much else is new with me, other than school finally being over. Oh wait, sudoku, I have to talk about sudoku. About a week and a half ago (maybe it was a week ago? my internal calendar is all messed up) I did another Friday edition of the sudoku in the 24 Hours and I completed it again, in under 50 minutes. I think they changed it; I think Thursday is the hardest now. Hmm. Oh yeah, I also did a sudoku recently in that inferior Metro paper in 4:41 minutes (take that, you inscrutable-under-13-minute-time-limit!)

Some general things to share:
In the last 254 lecture I had, the prof ended with something amusing. He talked about something that he heard about in the news. Paraphrased: “Most things we need are made in China. Like 99% [I made that figure up] of underwear is made in China. There’s some underwear you can buy here, but it’s very expensive and no one really buys that anyways. What would happen to us, if China just stopped making underwear? The world’s supply of underwear would be gone! What would we all wear?” And then he dismissed us.

In 207, one of the last things the prof said, paraphrased, was dealing with final grades and stuff: “It is certain that 17% [I made that figure up too] will fail this class. There is nothing you can do. If you get a ‘D’, you must re-take this class. A ‘D’ is a polite ‘F’. If you get a ‘D’ or an ‘F,’ do not hope that it will be changed. Miracles don’t happen. Jesus died a long time ago.” At this point, the class laughed (which I’m not surprised at anymore) and then he blabbed about something else. What a sad outlook on life.

And just for fun, here’s some words of advice a strange lady told me 2 weeks ago (I’m not kidding):
“Don't get hit by a truck. It'll screw up your life.”

Gas has been in the 114.9 - 120.9¢/litre range.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

[Sudoku.WJD = stupid news] & Weather.War

Do Friday' sudoku in 24 Hours. Monday is easiest. Friday is hardest. I got hardest! 

In less than hour! But I thought I mistake in center square near end. I frustrate. I scribble on sudoku. One minute later, I realize. I finish it properly. Satisfying.

Do sudoku in Metro's daily. Many many many times. Many many times I do under 13 minutes. Many many many times Metros says I am "Genius." 

What does "Genius" mean, hmm Metro?! They will hear from me. Probably later. After I procrastinate.

Signed up for World Jump Day. World Jump Day was July 20, 2006, 11:39 GMT. Or four AM pacific. I slept. It was not worth it. But I jumped yesterday.
Weather, hot. Fourteen day trend of Vancouver (taken from Network du Weather site).

Yellow means now, white means average. Caramba.
Middle East still bombings. People take sides. People condemn. People die. People run. People pray.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

A Warning to all Teeth

This little thingy appeared on our kitchen table a few days ago. I didn't know where it came from. One day I just saw it lying on the table, smiling at me. It appears to be a little rubber tooth (molar) that I suppose is to be placed on top of a pen or pencil. A little novelty item for kids I guess. In my mind, I call it Toothy. Toothy the tooth.

If it were real and life size, I'd love to punch it. Take that silly little grin off Toothy's face. What is he (or she?) smiling at? Does he or...wait ...my French-English dictionary says tooth is feminine (la dent) but it doesn't really look female ...um ...let's not go there. Where was I....? Oh yeah, what kind of smile is that anyway? What would you do if some nut on the street started to smile at you like that? And those eyes! Yeah, Toothy's just asking for it now. Pow! Biff! Smack! Zock! Try and intimidate will you, eh?!Let that be a lesson to all you other Toothys! Try to take over my kitchen table ...er ...my parent's kitchen table and you'll deal with me!
Gas up to 119.4¢/litre today.
Remember to pray for the nation of Israel.

Monday, July 10, 2006


Tim: Waah! My toe hurts! I want some ice cream! I have a 5 page double spaced essay due tomorrow! Wah, wah waaaah!

Millions of people around the world: Someone stole the tin roof of our small shanty. I need medicine for my terminally ill children. I need food for my family to survive one more day....

Tim: [shuts up]

If you haven't visited the gigantism links page, then you may have not seen this:
Saw gas was up to 118.9¢/litre today.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

The village is one hundred and thirty nine

Subtract 1867 from 2006 and the "village," ==> kanata ==> or Canada is 139 years old, today. Sort of.
Anyways, the way I see it, the government owes me 139 years of birthday cake. Plus interest.
Have a Merry Dominion of Canada Day!

Monday, June 26, 2006

News Flush

1. Spider-Man unmasks to the world. Shock and horror follow.

2. Moose, famously known as "Eddie" on Frasier passed away last week. So sad.
...and now back to my irregularly scheduled cramming.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Head tax redress in news and Playland not so fun

PM Stephen Harper delivered a formal apology on behalf of the government (and in a sense, the country, but not really) to Chinese Canadians who paid the the head tax (as well as descendants, friends, family, others), today around noon. I saw it live on the TV (pas sur la télé, mais à la télé). Symbolic payments will be given as well as funds for community projects.

Personally, I want all textbooks to be changed, so that credit is given to where's credit is actually supposed to be due. Take that, all you fruit loops at Craigellachie, BC in 1885! Nyah nyah nyaahh! Pbbbbbbbbb! 8^p


In the lastest Timnews, after a semi-stressful night of cramming and presentation preparing, followed by a semi-semi-stressful day of exam writing and presentation giving, I was treated to go to Playland with my sister the day after (uh....that would be yesterday).

It's a pity, but Playland no longer has the exciting/fun/thrill factor it once had when I was younger, or that I dreamed it had in my head. I always imagined the Wooden Coaster's first big drop was bigger and faster ...more exhilarating. It's still fun, just, not as much. Maybe if the lines were reduced to zero and screaming people were not allowed inside the park, I might have enjoyed myself more. Maybe.

Maybe I'm growing up and no longer a kid anymore?
No, I'm still immature. Fart fart fart. Ha. See?
Fart. Heheheeee......
It's not that funny actually.

Gas was 110.9¢/litre on Tuesday and has been around 112.5 for a while.

Monday, June 12, 2006

Don't waste your time

Last night, I checked what the weather was supposed to be like for today and it showed that it was going to rain. So this morning, I wore a long sleeve shirt, my jacket, and brought my umbrella along with me to school, thinking it would be a cool and grey day. When I left the house, the sky was almost all clear and quite blue, AND the sun was starting to shine brightly. I thought maybe the weather forecast might be right later in the day, and the clouds would probably come rolling in from wherever clouds come from and start raining.

Instead, no. When I got on the bus(es), got off at bustops, and got to school, wherever I looked, I saw people wearing short pants/shorts, t-shirts, and other thin summer clothing, while I was stuck in my stupid long sleeve shirt and carrying my jacket and umbrella as I walked from classes in the sun, like an idiot.

The moral of the story is that you just wasted approximately 1 minute (depends on how fast your read of course) of your life because you ignored my warning title, when you could have done something productive, useful and/or beneficial for yourself/someone. Good job.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

No Flow Post

I woke up at 5:20 something AM today because of some stupid crows caw-ing outside my window. I was very bitter. I wanted to shoot them. But I don’t have a gun (which is probably a good thing) so I went back to sleep. I woke up again more than 6 hours later, so I guess that makes up for my "bad" morning. Everything balances everything out.

For the record, some news stories were big recently like: suspected terrorists being arrested in Toronto, general market dips, Canada in Afghanistan, and also etc. Just the same old negative news. Oh yes, and it was June 6th two days ago, or 6/6/06. Big whoop. The real day (666) was 2000 years ago in 6 A.D. Ah...I almost forgot, tomorrow a worldwide pandemic will severely break out: World Cup Fever.

Gas has been predicted to stay high this summer. Although it has been consistently in the 120¢/litre range, I saw it for 112.9¢/litre on Tuesday. A seven cent dip? Hmm.

For those who don’t know, I’ve been on a diet now for the past 2 months and it’s basically sticking to foods that are all-natural/whole grain. Check out my before and after shots. Kidding. I only got a haircut.

Mr. PakG1 says YouTube is the world’s biggest time waster. I’d like to nominate a tie- with Wikipedia. Check out this article on an “Internet phenomenom(/meme),” but mind the clock (and the links), unless you’re actually planning to procrastinate. That should keep you busy for a while.

Friday, June 02, 2006

GOOD NEWS FROM IRAQ: Iraqi General Says Record Number of Muslims Turning to Christ

this is from
Joel Rosenberg's blog, and it's Copyright to him (Powerful stuff):

Tuesday, May 23, 2006
GOOD NEWS FROM IRAQ: Iraqi General Says Record Number of Muslims Turning to Christ

Unprecedented religious freedom has finally come to Iraq because of U.S. military action there, and more Iraqi Muslims are becoming followers of Jesus Christ today than at any other time in the history of the country.

That was the message delivered by retired Iraqi General Georges Sada last night at a private dinner just outside of Washington, D.C., and then at McLean Bible Church in northern Virginia where Sada spoke to more than 1,000 people.

Sada and I first met by phone in March when I interviewed him for EPICENTER, the non-fiction book I'm writing about the future of the Middle East. Intrigued by his remarkable personal story, I invited him to come to Washington to share his experiences and perspective with our congregation. It was an extraordinary evening.

Sada described in detail how Saddam moved stockpiles of weapons of mass destruction to Syria in the summer of 2002, a story that is now being closely analyzed by the CIA, DIA and Congressional intelligence committees. He received an emotional ovation when he described how he refused to execute U.S. and British prisoners of war in 1991, despite direct orders by Qusay Hussein, Saddam's son. That move led to his dismissal from the military in February 1991, though -- thank God -- not to his own execution.

Just as moving were the stories Sada shared about what God is doing in Iraq today. Such stories are rarely told in the American press, though the Washington Times, to their credit, covered Sada's visit, and ran an excellent front-page story this morning.

The Kurds in the north of Iraq, for example, are especially receptive to the gospel message and are converting to Christianity "by the hundreds," Sada reported. One evangelical church recently started in Kurdistan now has more than 800 people worshipping there every week, most of whom are new converts from Islam. Sada told me that some 5,000 Iraqis have publicly identified themselves as new followers of Christ since Iraq was liberated, and that an estimated eight out of ten Iraqi believers say they converted because Jesus appeared to them in dreams or visions.

In a new and very positive development, Nechirvan Barzani, the prime minister of Kurdistan Regional Government in Irbil, has vowed to protect the ancient Assyrian Christian community there as well as new believers from persecution and violence. Sada and Dr. Terry Law, president of World Compassion, a Christian relief organization based in Oklahoma, met with Barzani last week. "I would rather see a Muslim become a Christian than a radical Muslim," Barzani told them, an absolutely remarkable statement by a Muslim leader in a land wracked by sectarian violence,

One of the things I found most inspiring was when Sada said that Saddam Hussein's throne room in his main palace in Baghdad had been turned into an evangelical church after the war. Once Saddam used that room to order thousands of people to be executed, but now the name of Jesus Christ -- the King of kings and the Lord of lords -- is praised there instead. Sada also said tens of thousands of Bibles were being printed in Iraq. Thousands more are being shipped into Iraq, and Christian programming is now available to Iraqis on satellite television.

Sada, a former air force fighter pilot who once served as a senior military advisor to Saddam Hussein, became the chief spokesman for Iraqi Prime Minister Iyad Allawi during the interim government, just after the war. Now he serves as a senior national security advisor to Iraqi President Jalal Talabani and has been helping redesign the new Iraqi military, along with his efforts to strengthen the Christian church in Iraq. His recent best-selling book, Saddam's Secrets: How an Iraqi General Defied and Survived Saddam Hussein, is an absolutely fascinating description of how Sada became a follower of Christ, rose through the ranks of the Iraqi Air Force, ended up working so closely with Saddam, and now works for peace and reconciliation in the name of Jesus.

Sada concluded the evening with a heart-felt message of thanks to the American people for liberating his country and said all peace-loving people should "kneel down and thank the [American] mothers and fathers who have sacrificed their sons and daughters for the sake of freedom in Iraq." He asked for patience as Iraq's fledgling democracy builds a foundation and finds its way. But he also said there is far more good news in Iraq today than is being reported by the national news media.

Why is he taking such risks to share the good news? I asked him. "There is an Arab proverb which says, 'Don't be a mute Satan,'" he told me. "If you know the truth, you have an obligation to tell everyone."


and the Washington Times article (Copyright to them):
'Good news' from northern Iraq
By Julia Duin
Published May 23, 2006

Retired Iraqi Gen. Georges Sada, a former fighter pilot-turned-Christian evangelist, says Kurds are converting to Christianity "by the hundreds" in northern Iraq.
Gen. Sada earlier reported that he had been told that Iraqi pilots, flying private planes, took weapons of mass destruction to undisclosed locations in Syria in 2002.

The "good news" from Iraq's turbulent religious scene, consisting mainly of Sunni and Shi'ite Muslim militias battling each other, is from the Kurds, he said. Kurds are creating a constitution that does away with Shariah, or Islamic law, a move counter to trends in other Muslim countries such as Afghanistan and Iran, where leaving Islam is a capital offense and Christian converts are often killed.
"No Christians in the Kurdish territory are persecuted," he said yesterday in an interview.

Gen. Sada, 66, who lives in Baghdad, cited growing numbers of evangelical Christians in the Kurdish city of Irbil and a recent church conference of 854 Christians at the city's Salahaddin University as demonstrations of the Kurds' willingness to protect religious freedom.
He added that Nechervan Idris Barzani, prime minister of the Kurdish regional government in Irbil and nephew of former Iraqi Governing Council President Massoud Barzani, was extremely positive about evangelical Christians' efforts among Iraq's 4 million Kurds.

"He told me he'd rather see a Muslim become a Christian rather than a radical Muslim," the general said.
He spoke last night at McLean Bible Church, Northern Virginia's largest congregation, about his new vocation as director of the Iraqi Institute for Peace and president of the National Presbyterian Church in Baghdad.

"My foundation for peace is Christianity," said Gen. Sada, who was born an Assyrian Christian. "We must learn to love. Muslims will say they've got love and forgiveness, but I want to emphasize what Jesus Christ has said."
Gen. Sada has his work cut out for him. Outside the Kurdish areas, "Christians are in a very tough situation," he said. "Their children are kidnapped, and their money is taken by terrorists."

A fighter pilot like his father, Hormis Sada, Gen. Sada rose quickly in the Iraqi military in the 1960s and 1970s and was made a general in 1980. During the 1991 Persian Gulf War, he was responsible for interrogating U.S. and allied pilots shot down over Iraq.
The foreword to his recent book, "Saddam's Secrets," is written by retired Air Force Col. David Eberly, whose plane was shot down Jan. 19, 1991. Col. Eberly evaded capture for three days before he was found and taken to Baghdad.

"Suddenly I found myself in the presence of a man who, despite the power he had over me, still seemed to respect my human dignity," Col. Eberly wrote of Gen. Sada.
When Saddam Hussein's younger son, Qusay, demanded that the 24 pilots in Gen. Sada's custody be killed, the general refused. He was imprisoned for a week, released, then discharged from the military on Feb. 5, 1991. But he kept his extensive military contacts, who told him of Saddam using private planes to fly weapons of mass destruction to Syria in 2002.

But it was not until April 2004, when Jordanian intelligence reported foiling an al Qaeda plot to unleash 17.5 tons of explosives, including sarin nerve gas, in downtown Amman, that he decided to go public with what he knew.
"I thought, 'Wait a minute,' " he recalls. "The weapons must have fallen into the hands of terrorists." About the same time, he encountered Terry Law, the Tulsa, Okla., founder of World Compassion, a Christian aid group, who put him in touch with a book publisher.

"God had brought this together," the general said, "and I prayed about this and decided to go ahead. But this decision was not easy, as there's a vacuum of security in Iraq."
A week after the general's book came out in January, he was summoned by Rep. Peter Hoekstra, Michigan Republican and chairman of the House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence, to talk about weapons of mass destruction under Saddam. No one knows where they are in Syria, the general said, because the men who flew the lethal weapons into Syria aren't talking.

"It's not easy for pilots to say, 'Yes, I transported weapons of mass destruction,' " he said.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Death of a Watch + squirrel eating video

My watch isn’t dead, but its pretty close to being dead. One button doesn’t work, but it still functions fine. Actually, the main thing is just that the little metal thingy that holds the straps together broke off about 2 weeks ago. I tried to fix it with a twist tie. Didn’t work. So I’ve been watch-less since then. I’ve been relying on my cell phone to tell me the hour and minute of the day, which is good, but just an inconvenience because I have to dig it out of my pocket whenever I want to check the time.

Something that I’ve noticed, almost like a trend nowadays, is that it’s more common for young people to have a watch over a cell phone. Especially for grade school elementary kids. Personally, I don’t believe they should be having things like that at their age (as if they need it), but that’s something else. Anyways, it almost seems as if that watches just aren’t enough for today’s users.

“A watch? I don’t need a watch. I need a phone! It can tell me the time! It has an alarm clock! It plays MP3s! And takes pictures/video! And it has a calendar! I can also call people with it! And it pays the bills! And does my laundry! A watch can’t do all that!” (Note: Exaggeration)

It’s not really troubling that more people have phones than watches, but in a way it’s sad. Watches are slowly fading away amongst the general public. However, I don’t believe there will be a time (hehehe) that they will be gone entirely. Maybe in the near future, watches will become super cool, maybe cooler and more useful than cell phones, and then everyone will have a watch again. Maybe. They’d probably have to put a gun on it or something like that.

It’s just another sign of the changing times.


A "new" video is up, it's very boring (Right click = > Save as.
It's just a squirrel sitting and eating a nut.

View other squirrel junk here.
Note: All timvideos now in WMV format.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Photo updates (Scenery) & British Dental stuff

2 Scenery Photos

Did Sudoku in the Metro on Monday, 18 min. = "Smart" ranking
Did Sudoku in 24 Hours on Monday, 6 min 40 sec. = Woohoo!
Did Sudoku in the Metro on Tuesday, 23 min. = "Pretty Good" ranking.
Did Sudoku in 24 Hours today, 18 min. = I'm getting better!
Did Sudoku in the National Post today also but = Gave up. It's ranking was "diabolical."

I'm getting addicted. Sort of. I just find it very relaxing to do while using public transport.
I have a sense of accomplishment when I finish. And then I recycle the paper. 8^D

This was from Reuters the other day; I thought it was amusing:

LONDON (Reuters) - More than 60 percent of Britons use items such as screwdrivers, scissors and earrings to remove food from between their teeth, according to a survey published Friday.

The National Dental Survey found that, when it came to oral hygiene, people used whatever was close to hand to pick their teeth.

More than 60 percent questioned by the British Dental Health Foundation said they used makeshift items, including knives, keys, needles and forks.

The survey also found that 23 percent of people chose to leave food stuck between their teeth, increasing the risk of gum disease and bad breath, according to the foundation which promotes oral health.

© Reuters 2006. All Rights Reserved

Saw gas as high as 122.2 ¢/litre and low as 114.5 recently.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Photosgraphs Updates (Spider-Meh!)

Did Sudoku in the Metro, 25 min. = "Pretty Good"
Did Sudoku in 24 Hours, 32 min. = Bummer...
Sudoku really is fun.
Summer semester starts.
Still need to format computer.
And do work.
And laze around.
Saw gas as high as 120.2 ¢/litre and low as 115 recently.
And now, the photographie updates.

2 New Spider-Man Poses

13 Meh Photos (some not new)

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

No more hives.

John 10:10 describes it best: "The thief [satan] does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy."

The devil tried to steal away my health (indirectly), kill my attitude into something like self-pity, and destroy my life in general. Now, hives isn't a disease or sickness and it isn't contagious. Apparently it's the bodies/skin's natural reaction to something or other. I'm not a doctor, I can't really explain it. Oh yeah, it's normal. But anyways, if you saw my just my back and the weird lumps with redness on it, you would have gasped. It was completely covered. I could have freaked out, complained, and worried constantly thinking I was sick or something. But I didn't. John 10:10 continues to say, "I [Jesus] have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly."

I am "well" (wasn't really sick to begin with) now, because of the blessing of access to drugs and medical facilities that God has blessed me with, in my situation, in this country. I could be worse. I could be in dismay and be sad, stressing out over something I don't have control of. But I don't have to, because God wants me to be happy! He wants me to enjoy life! He wants me to have it "more abundantly." No matter your situation, it's the same for you.

Maybe you're thinking, "Yeah Tim, easy for your to say. You're not the one experiencing this difficulty/problem/sickness/situation/pressure. " You're right, my talk is cheap. But this is God speaking, from His Word, the Bible: "He shall call upon Me [God], and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him and honor him." (Psalm 91:15 NKJV)

When it's God, Creator of the Universe speaking, it's His promise to you.

Whew, I've been seeing gas at a constant 118+ ¢/litre.

In the past weekend in the US, there was a little something called the White House Correspondents' Association Dinner and some interesting things happened, like George Bush doing a bit with Steve Bridges, a famous impersonator and Stephen Colbert, (from the Colbert Report) who roasted, insulted, and made fun of Bush and various other people to their faces. American politics is amusing.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

You haven't had fun, until you've had hives.

I was very itchy this morning, so I scratched the itches. But it persisted and I scratched some more. I noticed there were little bumps where I scratched all over my arms and legs. This has never happened to me before, (just to be clear, in case you missed it: Massive spontaneous itching, followed by the formation of many many many many many raised bumps all over the skin) so I was concerned a little. A few hours later, a visit to a walk-in clinic, and a friendly doctor says, "It's hives."

I've never had these kind of hives before. Not that I can remember at least. These little bumps/blotches (I say blotches cause I found a hive as big as a quarter on my leg) appear when I scratch furiously, but I haven't scratched in a while, and so they start to fade away a bit. They're on every major body part on me. Even my forehead and neck. But I didn't scratch those ones. I had enough self-control, because I knew if I did scratch my face/forehead, it might appear strange to other people. Think about it. Going out, walking along the street, and then a Chinese guy passes you with pinkish/reddish skin in patches, and visible raised bumps all over his head and face.

Anyways, everywhere else, I have scratched. I enjoy scratching my
back the best, when the hives become unbearable.

I don't think this was from food or contact from chemicals. There doesn't seem to be a reasonable explanation. Key word here is seems. Meh no biggie. Stuff happens, this will pass. If you're still wondering about the title of this post (even though you're probably not), it's sarcasm. For a while, I couldn't scratch myself because I was in a rush to get some work done and I didn't have the time to stop and scratch myself. The itching made me go crazy (clazee!) for awhile. In my head. The feeling I had of not being able to scratch is maybe similar to the feeling one might have, if you see a dollar on the ground, and no one is around. So you want to pick it up and keep it, but you somehow know that as soon as you do, someone is going to steal your wallet. Ok that's a bad analogy. I just wanted to tie in something else.

So, speaking about dollars, the Canadian Dollar reached 90¢ US today (eh? See? Aren't I clever! I bet you didn't see that coming. The way I switched from the previous topic, to this topic....heheeeee. The way I tied something in). Woohoo! Good for us! Bad for exporters though, because it's now more expensive for other countries to buy our stuff. That's the only thing I remember from ECON 105. Blug. Check out the neat graph at the bottom of Wikipedia's article. If the rising trend continues, I may have more incentive to buy American t-shirts with funny sayings. Or even...uh... also... uh... do something wise... uh... like... hmm... invest! Aha, yes... do something wise.......wise.....wise.....wise...........

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Semester end for me and Hands pocket junk

I had my last final exam on Monday (ASC 102- good course only if you’re interested in that kind of thing). I now have a feeling of freedom. Almost like as if I was lying on the ground and a gigantic humongous fat man (sorry not fat, I mean FAAAAT!!!) was just rolled off of me, allowing me to breathe and move again, but then out of nowhere I was pushed out a plane and I’m falling gracefully through the air flailing my arms happily and kicking because I’m free! Free from the bondage of school! Until May 9th. [ka-splut] Ow, the ground hurts.

I don’t know about girls, but I know as a guy (Yes! I'm a guy! Stop laughing and making fun of me in your head! ), sometimes I have an urge or craving to play a certain video game (it’s funny, as I was about to go to sleep last night, I had a craving for lasagne…hmm... delicious irrelevancy...). And so the past few days I’ve done that. Via les emulators of arcade games, I played
the Simpsons Arcade game (for some reason, I thought this game was great when I was younger, but now...not so great), Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, some Marvel Super Heros vs Street Fighter and now I’m working my way through Metal Slugs 1-4. Fun fun.

In other Tim-news, I did the Sudoku puzzle in Monday's 24 Hours in 7 minutes and I almost threw my shoulder out while doing some morning stretches.

Hands in My Pocket - UPDATE

Kudos to those brilliant marketing people hired by Capital One. I’ve noticed on TV that they have two new commercials featuring Jim Guthrie’s song. I guess they realized how popular it was and did the smart thing and capitalized on the popularity-isticness. They even did something smarter, and got a whole site (sort of, well, basically just the domain name I think) called (drum roll please):
http://www.handsinyourpocket.ca Clever hmm? At that site, you can download the full MP3 of the song and even watch the commercials, how cool is that? But they don’t have the first commercial. (EDIT: Nov 14 2006 - looks like they changed the website and you can't download the MP3 anymore. I suggest you do a google search for it or ask on forums or something if you're desperate)

The only reason I enjoyed the first commercial so much was because of that hilarious black guy boogeying. Cracked me up every time with the expression on his face. Something bad though, I don’t think they “advertised” correctly enough, cause for some reason, if one were to google (how great is that? “Google” is a noun AND verb!) “hands in my pocket commercial” yours truly’s Terriblelands is number one (tee hee). I only found www.handsinyourpocket.ca because of Google. Did you just ask, "How popular is this whole hands in my pocket thing anyway?" Well over here, I mentioned that 50 people stumbled over onto my site because of me talking about it. Since December 2005, it’s been a few thousand. People are infatuated with someone’s hands, in someone else’s pockets! Btw, Rick Mercer did a spoof - Knee in My Package --> PACKAGE!!!

When you really think about it, at the end of the day, this whole thing is kinda perverted…

Man alive! Gas is gone crazy! Within the past 3 days, I’ve seen it at a low of 108.5 and a high of 117.5¢/litre. According to my records, it hasn’t been that high (in BC) since the hurricanes in September.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

The Significance of Easter

When it’s Christmas time, the stores go nuts. Decorated trees and other junk are slapped onto walls while “Christmas” related stuff plays on TV. It’s a nice time to feel good. Awww, a little baby was born in a manger. Angels were singing and some wise men gave gifts to the newborn babe. Awww. No one minds hearing about that.

But whoah ho ho. Then a few months later it’s “Easter” time. Do you see decorations everywhere? Do TV stations put “Easter” related stuff on TV? No. Easter just becomes a time where we get a statutory holiday and little kids get to eat chocolate and find eggs, because some stupid rabbit hid them over night. Rabbits? Eggs? Chocolate? I have yet to find a good explanation that will make sense of these things.

There is no emphasis that I have observed in general society of what Easter is really about. It’s not taught about in public schools because that’s a no-no and it’s religious. We don’t want to offend anyone right? However, there is the occasional report on the news, where some person will say something like, “Today ‘Christians’ around the world are marking Good Friday….and the pope lead this and people watched him over here and blah blah blah.” Big whoop.

Why do I think the true reason behind Easter is not shown on TV? Or taught in schools? Or talked about by general society on the street? Because there’s a little something called the truth and people don’t like to face up to it because it hurts. That’s why the real meaning of Easter is pushed aside and brushed over with some namby-pamby politically correct monkey crap.

This page explains best what Easter truly is about and I’ve taken some explanations from there. The Bible says that everyone has sinned. Everyone includes you and me. We all have committed some act that was selfish therefore have missed God’s perfect standards to be able to have a personal relationship with Him. The Bible also says that there is a consequence for sin, which is death. Not just physically, but death here is spiritual separation from God. When we don’t have a personal relationship with God, that’s what death is. That’s the truth and it hurts.

Easter is the time we take note of the fact, that on Good Friday, Jesus Christ, God in human form, was nailed to a cross and crucified as a payment on behalf of our sins. Why? The consequence of our sins demanded that a sacrifice be made. Jesus lived a perfect life when He physically walked on earth and His death, both physical and spiritual, was accepted by God so that no one else had to die for their own sins, because Jesus already had done it. Right before He died He said, “It is finished.”

But on the third day, Jesus miraculously rose from the dead showing He was more than just a man. Who knows how many tens of thousands (or more) of people who have been crucified in the past. They all stayed in the ground. When Jesus resurrected from His grave, it was forever. Sin had been dealt with and everyone is now able to truly know God. We still can't live up to His perfect standards, but Jesus’ death and resurrection has justified us to be innocent of our past wrongdoings (sin) in God's eyes. We don't need to experience spiritual death!

Easter is supposed to be a time of celebration of the fact that (spiritual) death has been conquered and that we can have life. We can accept and believe what Jesus Christ did for us and know God personally. That’s a lot better than any rabbit, egg, or piece of chocolate.

Next year for the Canucks

The last game of the regular season was tonight. It was great.
Until next year. Yeah Canuckleheads!!!

Go Home Team Go!

Thursday, April 13, 2006

I need some funny (you do too)

I took a piccie from an Archie comic because, it made me laugh and I thought I'd share it.

and also I noticed these two coaster comics in the Peak, [insert Peak-bashing comments here], which made me laugh too.

However, taking God's name in vain isn't funny.

I also added some links on the gigantnismsdn links page.
http://www.leparkour.ca hurrah.

FIXED! Useslss info, thanks to the waybackmachine.
http://www.dashan.com/en/index.htm White Canadian Guy who is a Chinese celebrity - intriguing!
http://www.rsims2.com/ A black guy in China - hi-larious. Check Ron's podcasts out. Funny, and he'd appreciate it.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Scratch? Pick? No.

The bus was nearly full, and I didn’t see any empty seats in the back, so I sat down on an aisle seat somewhere relatively near the front. There was a middle aged gentleman, balding, grey haired Caucasian man, reading some article printed off a computer who had the window seat beside me. I sat quietly as the bus travelled “up” Hastings towards SFU.

Then I noticed movement from the man sitting beside me. What was his hand doing? I dared not to stare directly at him, but I tried to look at him out of the corner of my eye. His hand was moving near his face… by his mouth …his nose? Is the man sitting beside me picking his nose? Nooo! It’s a full bus! He wouldn’t do that. And I’m sitting beside him! He wouldn’t pick his nose. I continued to try to get a glance at him now and then at the corner of my eye though. I’m shy and it would make things awkward if I suddenly turned my head to look at him. And also, I was afraid that he might actually be picking his nose, be upset and flick a booger at me. That’s right, I said booger.

People were getting off of the bus and I saw a few empty seats slightly behind where I was sitting. I wasn’t exactly comfortable, so I moved to the empty seats. I had a clear view of the man’s profile now. He looked like a pleasant gentleman, calm demeanour. I stared at him for a while, and in my head, told myself I shouldn’t think silly thoughts like the ones before. And then I saw him pick his nose. It wasn’t a scratch. It was a pick. He picked his nose. I was horrified. I looked around the bus. No one else had saw it. The man, on the bus, whom I sat beside, just picked his nose!!! Gaah!!! And he picked his nose when I had sat beside him a few minutes ago!!!

I got to school with no other exciting happenings. I didn’t think about it for the rest of the day until now.
(Week 13, last day of classes for me too.)
Read this, about the H5N1. It’s funny. Bigwhiteguy!