I love Don Cherry. He's been a part of my life as far back as I can remember. His Rock 'Em, Sock 'Em videos were some of the best Christmas gifts I received as a child. His television appearances were my favourite time of the week. I would sit in my Grandfather's lap, and we would laugh at the suits Don wore, and talk about hockey until I ( Read more... )

I seem to have the strangest Mondays ( Read more... )

I've just woken up from a dream ( Read more... )

The following songs are wicked awesome and should be heard by everyone on the planet ( Read more... )

Having had a lot of time to listen to music lately, I've begun a little project where instead of just hearing it in the background, I'm actively listening to certain songs by certain bands whom I respect. I've gone through the entire catalogues and read lyrics online along with the songs with such bands as Placebo, The Cure, Deftones, 311, I ( Read more... )

So I sit here, Saturday afternoon, contemplating the changes in my life that are coming about ( Read more... )

Saturday was brilliant. Brilliant is the only word for it ( Read more... )

Every year, I say it's going to be the Summer of Sommer, and most years, it is. But none more so than this year. By a large margin, this is the greatest summer of my life ( Read more... )

This is an excerpt from an email I wrote to my fraternity brothers the other day. It basically details a few events in the last year of my life that were worth telling people about. Particularly an interesting ride home from work on my bike the other night ( Read more... )

Those of you that know me know that I am of Czech heritage, and that I have little to no respect for our retarded cousins, the Slovaks. Everyone has that one cousin that they're embarrassed to share genetics with, and for me this is personified by the Slovaks as a whole. After the Czechs beat the Slovaks in hockey the other day, I came across ( Read more... )