So the Firefly movie (titled Serenity) is coming out on Friday, September 30th. If you’re not familiar with the series, it’s about some pirates/smugglers/freighters in space, set up in a sort of space western style. That may sound weird to you, but forget about that.

The creator of the series, Joss Whedon (who is responsible for Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, and writing an X-Men comic, and who is incidentally my new master) says that this movie is perfect for people who haven’t seen the television series as well as those who already have. So I encourage everyone to check this thing out. I’m going to make an early prediction and say that this movie will be the one I’m talking about with my kids 20 years later. Serenity will be this generation’s Star Wars.

So last night I went to a free Trews concert. It was one of those Molson Canadian concerts and they had been giving away free passes for a couple weeks at the campus bars.

Upon entering Fed Hall (one of the on-campus bars here at U of W that the concert was at) I was given a coupon for a free 8-pack of Cold Shots. I managed to later get another one from a friend who doesn’t drink. Free concert and 16 free Cold shots. It was the beginning of a good night.

The openers were a band called Boy and they were pretty good. Average opening band. Fast-forwarding to the main event, The Trews were awesome. Wow do they ever know how to put on a good show. High energy throughout the whole night and damn can Colin ever sing.

After their show, my friends and I were hanging around the bar for a bit because it was pouring rain outside. Meghan went to go get an autograph from Angus, the guitarist, and when he gave her his autographed he told her that she was really pretty. So then a bit of time passes with us bugging her about it ten when we were about to leave we ran into Angus again and we talked to him a bit and he was like “so do you wanna come back to the vip lounge and have a few beers?” Uhhh…yeah?!

To sum up the night: Free concert, 16 free Cold Shots, free beer, and we hung out in the vip lounge with The Trews. It was a good night.

As you most likely have heard, I dropped out of Computer Engineering this summer and switched into Arts to take Business and Economics. It’s been two weeks now since I’ve been a full fledged arts student. And the verdict is…it’s awesome. It feels like I’ve woken up from some terrible nightmare of op amps, fourier series and P-N junctions. I’m a 3rd year student in 1st year classes. I get marks for attendance. The lectures are interesting. The textbooks don’t send my brain into mathematical torturous hell. The only labs I have are my Spanish language labs where I learn how to engage in simple conversaton. I spend all day on campus and when I’m not in class I’m socializing or enjoying my involvement in various extracurricular activities. I’m not quite sure what more I could ask for.

If youre interested in a little bit of eBay item description humour, click here. Link via The Minor Fall, The Major Lift (and about a week or so old as well).

(update: you can reach the description here as well, if the eBay link has been taken down)

Also, you can check out Brian’s site, Banterist, if you’re so inclined to this type of humour.

AND THERE AINT A GOT-DAMN THING YOU
CAN DO ABOUT IT!!

(special thanks to Jeffery Rowland and his webcomic Overcompensating for making me laugh TOO HARD)

Hail Caesar!
Ok so what, I’m not running the show anymore, at least let me have my fun.

Alright, this past Saturday, Nana got back early from the Peterborough, and informed me that he got on the Guest List to see The Stills that night back here in the Ottawa. After a little trouble at the door, we eventually got in. It was an awesome show, the opening act was really good, they were called “The Most Serene Republic“. The Stills set was awesome, it was funny because I was standing around 2 hip scenesters (something right out of Austin Powers) I’m serious.
An attractive looking lass who was taking pictures of her cleavage in between sets on her man friends digital camera. And finally a guy who Nana and I identified as Yellowcard. The kid had the bleached blonde hair, and even the jacket from Ocean Avenue.
It was a great concert, even though we didn’t get to hang out backstage, I did get to meet Liam though, who played the organ for “The Stills”.

Other things…

This is a pretty sexy set up, I commend Hiro on an excellent job.

I really can’t say this enough, for anyone who likes quality TV, you got to watch the show “Rescue Me” its an amazing show with a great balance between comedy and drama. Check it out!

This is my way of saying that I am no longer part of the unwashed non-internet using plebes.

Does the black iPod nano remind anyone else of the monolith from 2001: A Space Odyssey?

The last two weeks have been crazy busy for me and I’ve finally had a chance to spend some quality time on this blog.

I’ve spent some time switching blogging software (from Blogger to b2evolution) and I’ve setup Pleasant Interruption on its own server (instead of on www.blogger.com). Anyway, what all this basically means is that there are some new features, such as having 3 separate blogs in one. The main page shows posts by all 3 of us but you can click on the buttons at the top to switch between posts by us individually. The commenting system is a bit nicer too.

Anyway, I’ll try to post more often now that I’m getting into the rhythm of things.

PS: I would like to apologize to Tony for ending his short reign of P.I.

So I just got in from my Twentieth Century History class, and it was just terrible.

First of all, the class is about the twentieth century world to 1945, so its all the early stuff like WWW I, WWW II, how Germany became a major power, the colonization of Africa. You know easy stuff like that.
The first class was messed up, because the original room we were supposed to be in, there was no teacher, and someone at the faculty or something printed a paper and put it on the door, and it redirected the class to the engineering building, but the course code on the paper was wrong. I ended up going to the building anyways, but the classroom wasn’t history at all, it was stats.
So I figured out that the teacher was teaching from a little eating area and we eventually got to go back into the room, there was about 50 or less people so it wasn’t really a class.

So tonight we had the class in the original room where it was supposed to be in the first place. So the whole class was there tonight. The professor was talking about the evolution of the city state, to empires, and then nation states. He then continued to talk about how the UN was celebrating its 60th anniversary, and that the countries could not find a proper definition of what terrorism was. Big Mistake.
Suddenly hands started poking up and everyone started throwing in what they thought terrorism was, how and why terrorists are doing what they are doing, why flying airplanes into buildings, and blowing yourself up in order to kill innocent people, could all be considered acts of terrorism.
This senseless debate about modern day terrorism was like torture, because it had ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH THE CLASS AT HAND. I was getting really frustrated with people talking about how they think terrorism is this, or terrorism is that, and why terrorists do what they do. Now if it was a terrorism debate class, I would have been all over that, but because it was not, it just made me angry hearing all these useless opinions that really didn’t benefit anyone in the class, if anything, it made us all stupider. When someone stuck their hand up and told the class that this was a twentieth century history class, I gave the guy an applause, even though I sadistically enjoyed listening to the useless and painful opinion of my peers, I guess enough was enough, and the guy had to put a stop to it before things got out of hand.

Other Things…

Nana’s internet hasn’t been working lately so he hasn’t had time to post anything, and Hiro…Well Hiro just vanished off the face of the earth. So I guess I’m going to have to keep you distracted for the time being with useless rants (like the one above), or whatever else I deem interesting. (I am now the dictator of P.I…until someone else posts of course.)

It was my birthday on Tuesday the 13th, I’m 20 and for some reason…Everything feels eerily the same. I also have great friends that bought me a birthday cake, thanks Mark, Phil, Tim, and Al, special mention to Arjun, Pat, Nana and Mike.

Nana went with Mark and Kate to Peterborough to see “The Stills” till Sunday, so for now, Its all drugs, sex, and alcohol at the apartment! (I’m joking). Actually its really boring around here, living alone sucks, I don’t know how some people can do it without developing some kind of mental illness.

Just a warning to all those planning to commit crimes in the Miami area…The Shaq Attack is Back! Shaq is awesome.

Good Riddance….

It was an awesome weekend which in a sense, culminated with the Green Day concert. So lets recap how events came about. It’s kinda’ long, but what can you do….but read it.

Saturday

I got in Saturday morning, tired, disoriented, and disillusioned, also on top of that I was a little sad that summer was winding down. So anyways, after being repatriated back into the apartment, Nana and I went out on a little excursion to some random places and then to the beer store, the most important stop. This wasn’t any ordinary stop to the beer store, because when I showed the guy behind the counter my ID, he said “Belleville! Home of the Belleville Bulls…And the Intelligencer”, It was a little unexpected, but it was awesome that he knew where I was from…Made me feel good for about a few seconds or so, until I ordered my beer (A twelver of Red Cap), they were all sold out…Saddest moment ever. It took me a good several minutes to compensate with a twelver of Bohemian (13.50, Cheap Beer is the best beer). The guy was cool though, when he was talking to Nana, he asked if he went to Nicholson, upon saying yes, the guy immediately asked if he knew Mr. Burchat, and that he spoke in his economics and computer classes a while back. It was awesome.
Later that night we ended up going to Arjun and Mark’s place which is about a 25-35ish minute walk. It was good seeing the ol’ gang again, after a highly uneventful, and isolated summer, and to celebrate, there was some good drinking and poker. Good thing I haven’t played Texas hold’em for the longest time, because I ended up losing first, and even with some strong hands, I didn’t win ONE pot. Terrible.
After the evening ended, while Nana and I were walking back down Chapel St. to get home, we were about half way, when Nana needed to tie up his shoes, so I sat down on the curb and checked out the night sky, it was awesome because the clouds were low, and the light pollution lit them up, and beyond them was an awesome starry night sky(I was still a little drunk…Give me a break). Suddenly we were both distracted by this car screeching around the corner onto the street, I got up from sitting, because I wasn’t ready to get hit by a car and die just yet. Nana was still tying his shoes and I was standing up looking right at the car, when they drove really close to this white escort parked at the side of the street, on the other side from where we were standing, a little bit further up the street. I thought they were drunk driving, when they got really close, and all we heard was a loud “CRASH”. They quickly drove off while I was still watching, and when they drove by, the driver causally says: “Hey Bud”. Then they sped through a stop sign and out of sight. When we went by the car the back window was smashed out. It was a weird evening.
It was a white car BTW, but I didn’t catch the make or plates…It was a little blurry.

Sunday.

It was a momentous occasion, a good friend of from Belleville, Mike (or as Mark called him: Metallica Mike) was coming up to Ottawa for the concert, so I headed to Arjun’s around noon to catch the bus to the train station so that we could meet him. On my way to Mark and Arjun’s, I went by that car again, and it’s window was still smashed. Arjun and I went to get Mike from the train station.
After we got back, we all eventually went out with Mark to Wall-Mart at South Keys, and ate at a very unsanitary McDonald’s, the food wasn’t as good as it should have been, just because it was just do damned dirty.
Later we all got together and went to Phil’s place (AKA the Portuguese Man of War from Canada Day), and had an awesome BBQ. Later Mark, Nana, and Phil eventually went to Kate’s to pre-drink and go out to the club (they went to 10 clubs that night). Arjun, Mike and I went back to Arjun’s place, and had a Green Day jam secession to prepare for the big day.

Monday

It was the big day we’ve been waiting for all summer, I had to go into school to pay some fees for the DDR club, ran into Nana, Mark and Phil while I was there, it was kinda random.
Anyways later on I met up with Mike and Arjun at the Mall, and we enjoyed a feast of Burger King. We then went back to Arjun’s to drink, and we watched some older live Green Day concerts (Woodstock 94 was one)to get us prepped for the awesome to come.
We were the basically the first ones on the bus to head to the Corel Center, and it was somewhat of a quiet ride for us, with the occasional joke, but we noticed that a lot of people getting on the bus were francophones, and only a few anglophones.
When we got there it was crazy, it didn’t take us long to get in, nor did it take long to see some familiar faces. Mike went to buy some beer, and he didn’t bring his Drivers license, but he had his health card, so it should have been sufficient enough to get a drink, but the guy at the counter told him off, and said to get some “Real ID” then come back. Mike came back slightly shocked, and we stood for a little bit, all a little puzzled and angry, talking about why he wouldn’t take a REAL provincial photo ID. But then the guy let him have it anyways. Let me tell you, beer at the Corel Center is damn expensive, 6 bucks for one bottle.
We got on the floor and made our way to the front, and Jimmy Eat World came on and played a quick, but great set. I’m somewhat of a fan, but the scales tipped towards Green Day.
When they came on stage, it was just beyond amazing. There were the guys that I saw at the MTV Video Awards! We got to get pretty close to the front, close enough to get a good view of the entire band. They started with some songs from their latest album like “American Idiot”, and “Jesus of Suburbia”, but as they progressed, they pulled out some amazing songs off their older albums, such as “King for a Day”, “Chump”, but when they played “She”, the three of us were euphoric. They even played “Shout” by the Isley Brothers, and in between they played “Stand By Me” by Ben E. King, I was really impressed when they played it, cause it showed their versatility, and appreciation for the older hits. For some reason I also knew right off the bat when they played the songs. It made me one happy person. They had amazing rapport with the crowd, and they also kept the crowd amped from start to finish. One memorable part was when they asked three random people from the crowd to come on to the stage and play the instruments, one drummer was kicked off for not having the right beat, but they eventually found a replacement. The kids played a song off their first album (1039/Smoothed out Slappy Hours). The guitarist got to keep the guitar, and I think the bassist did as well, the drummer got some drum sticks, and Billy Joe got him to do a stage dive. It was one of the highlights of the evening. They eventually ended the show with “Time of your Life” which was awesome.
I was sad when the show ended, but I guess it was good that we left, because I was pretty close to being a Deaf-Mute, and my legs were about to fall off.
On the bus ride home, we sat at the back of the bus with the exact same people that were sitting across from us on the ride there, and there was this…I’m sorry to say, dumb blonde chick yapping away, and this guy making random comments, and pulling lines from “The Dave Chappell Show”, and “Anchorman”.
When we got back to Arjun’s place, we continued the festivities by playing some of their songs that they didn’t play, we also continued drinking. When Nana, Mark, and Kate came back (They went to the frosh week concert and saw “Metric”, “The Stills” and a bunch of other bands.) They had an awesome time at their concert, where they actually hung out with the band, I am secretly jealous, because Metric and The Stills are awesome, and it would have been amazing if we got to actually hang out with Green Day….sigh.

Tuesday

So we ended up staying over at Mark and Arjun’s that night, and in the morning we sat around for a bit and talked. At around quarter to noon, we decided to go out for breakfast, but ended up going to Tim Hortons because Mike’s train left at 12:25. So when we ordered at Timmy Ho’s the lady actually skipped making Mike’s BLT, and gave it to him 10 minutes later. We were pretty pissed. Anyways, we rushed to the bus stop, jumped on the bus that took us to the station.
It was pretty intense, and it felt like something out of “The Amazing Race”, when we got out of the bus we ran up the stairs and right into the station, the man at the gate opened it up, he rushed through and barely made it on. It was an awesome send off though; its too bad he couldn’t stick around though. We ended up eating our food at the station, and then we left for the home.

I wish I had a digital camera, I could have had pictures for you all, but I don’t, unless your willing to donate some money for me, you know, so that I can document my activities for your viewing pleasure, because with me its all about the pleasure…you know it.

I am proud that I kept cussing to a nil on this entry…Its quite a feat considering the magnitude of the situation.