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Twas a Slow Day at the Capilano House of Knives...
Good question, Jack. (Johnson, not Sparrow lolz) They certainly aren’t in the Capilano House of Knives. Not that everyone that’s entered the store has been a bag of dead cats or something…. A bag of dead cats? Where in the name of the Force did I come up with that? Well, I guess it’s because a bag of dead cats is a bad thing - a very bad thing ( Read more... ) -
Dane Cook is a demi-god.
So, uh, Dane Cook. He rocks. He is singing the lyrics he wrote for the sounds of car alarms...and calling himself a silly bitch. He IS!! Holy schnike! (pronounced shn-eye-kee) When I listened to this at Jamie's house, we listened to a good 3 hours of DANE COOK GLORY. Glory on an iPod. We were forced to cease the festivities so that I, ( Read more... ) -
Birthday
Today is Harry Potter's birthday.
Happy Birthday, Harry Potter!! -
Time for an update AGAIN me thinks...
Well well, it seems that we have fallen behind in our attempt ONCE AGAIN in informing all you lovely people about what goes on in our oh-so-exciting endeavours ( Read more... ) -
OMG! (Lindsay)
k, so i'm studying for my history exam, right, and all of a sudden I get this urge to go downstairs. So I do. And what's this?? Do mine eyes deceive me?! VEGGIE TALES?! ON my TELEVISION?!? Yes, ladies and gentlemen. This afternoon, YTV somewhat redeemed itself (but only a little bit) for its downhill broadcasting by showing the timeless ( Read more... ) -
My Encounter with Raccoons (Lindsay)
While we're on the topic of telling stories pertaining to the days of old, I thought I'd regale our 5 avid readers with my tale of the Time I Encountered Raccoons On My Patio Last April 3rd. (Note: this was taken in its original state, written immediately after the event occured)
Ok, so at about 1:50 this morning, I'm woken up (kinda) by the sound ( Read more... ) -
Canoe-Crashing Goodness - Jamie
Alrighty then! So I have been told that I absolutely *must* tell all you fine peoples about my adventures at Manning Park in the absence of the ever-elusive Lindsay. And it goes something like this...
Sadly, this year I could not find someone to go with me to keep me amused while the adults enjoy "happy hour" (which actually starts at noon and goes ( Read more... ) -
WOOO OLYMPICS! (Lindsay)
As I have previously said..."WOOOO OLYMPICS!!" Clearly, my person is estatic in regards to Olympic-ness. Which it most defi-diddly-nitely is!! *snarl* DIDDLY! *sigh* Oh, Flanders...what good times we've had..."This is the worst pain ever! Stupid sexy Flanders!" No, Homer, the worst pain ever comes next, when you're passing over the ski moguls :S ( Read more... )
