a rolling stone waiting to be set in motion

Caleb was down this weekend along with a brockville hockey team. Us brockvillians are a scruff n' rough bunch.

I ate all my roomates sweddish berries, they were delicious (stolen things always taste better, they also end up costing more)

I have a youth rally to go to tonight, the youth rally should be fun, spending time with my 'band' will not be. how can people call themselfs a 'band' when they just play other peoples songs, espicially other peoples songs that r played by 100's of other bands. oh, and contemperary worship music is NOT Rock music. There can be christian rock, but contempary worship is not it, no matter how fast or loud you play it.

It's long time that stages should be taken out of church, better yet, lets tear the whole church down and meet in the warehouses, schools, homes, and other buildings of our communities.

Don't tell me that i'm not being part of the Body because I don't go to church sunday morning. Where two or three are gathered, that means anyplace, any time. and yes, even though the president says chapels aren't church, technically they r. believers gather to worship together and learn.

1L Coke on sale for .50 cents?!? do the evolutionasits need any more prove that the creationist are right?

The MacKenzie clan had land that stretched across Scotland. THis included some lowlands that used to belong to the MacDonald clan, but which the king gave to the MacKenzies for thier loyalty. Despite this, they still prefereed to live in the highlands. Often the MacDonald's would attack the MacKenzies, but the MacKenzie's fought and died protecting the highland villages that they loved. Today the highlands have the greatest amount of poverty in the U.K. because it is impossible to farm and other labour jobs have disappeared.

I've decided to no longer post toons here on the blog; but don't worry, the antics continue at the all new CRAP-TOONS site! (link to your right at top). The site will be maintained and managed by me and Trevor. So visit it often so you won't miss out!

DEATH TO THE THIN

Trevor, your rebuttle is here... enjoy!

How to Fry a Dutchman

The new film has been giving me some grief, hab foolery I suspect.. but click the link and it should work, it might have to run through slowly once to load the images. after that click reload
Enjoy!!!

A Hab-Hater's Tale

Well, I've been goofing around with some imaging and animation software, and once i have some time I'm gonna work on some cartoons, but untill then, here's a small glimpse of things to come:
The Angry Scotsman

Trevor's Death

This is a little somthing that i made for my good friend shawn:

The League of Extrodinary Fat Men, or LX-Fat. Is a new terrorist group that is rising up.
their demands
-More fat people in movies, not just as supporting fat actors, but lead roles (no pun intended)
- More fat people in TV and commercials (including diet commercials)
-A ban on all Low-fat and Fat-free food (it's discrimnitory to our people, would you want low-Negro or No-Hispanic food?)

If their demands our not met, LX-Fat will begin to eat a skinny person everyday until the demands are met.
The leader and his two junior officers have been photographed by the CIA, the photos are displayed below.

God-speed.

Well, I decided to say a little something about I band I recently discovered which is in heavy rotation on the Doug McKenzie charts. They're called Real McKenzies (yes, I am also a Real McKenzie, but I have no bias). They're a fusion of Highland Celtic music and punk (which I've been suggesting for years now) from British Columbia. They have many traditional songs, and some not so traditional. Today's selection comes from the song "Scottish and Proud"

So if you're a fighter
and scrappin' a lot,
You'd best shy away
if you're scrappin' a Scot.
Wi' one mighty blow
yer head will be squished,
Then he'll let his scottie dog
lick the blood from his fist...

Oh... It's good to be Scottish (just because I haven't been to Scotland doesn't mean I'm not... It's in the blood)!

Brokenness usually starts with callousness. And callousness starts slowly. Your Christian married couple you look up to separates and a brick is added. You skip reading your bible one day and a brick goes up. Someone says what would usually be a funny sarcastic comment at the wrong moment and a brick goes up. People who you love are having hard times, but your too far away to help and a brick can go up. A sin, a stronghold that you thought you over came, you thought you were done with, sneaks back into your life, and a brick goes up. The downward spiral continues until you have a full fledged wall built around your heart. And things continue till you get to the end of your rope, like a spider hanging from it's thread over an open fire. It's only a matter of time, either God makes you broken, or you keeping building the wall till you can''t find your way out.

But brokenness is never an easy thing. It being open, being humble, being in pain. And sometimes it seems like despair.
But when God brings brokenness, He also brings freedom. And when your broken you can begin to rebuild, not a wall, but bridges, bridges to God and to other people. God work's through the weak, because that's pretty much all there is to work with here on earth.

Brokenness isn't fun, but it's necessary and in the end it brings you closer to God.

This St. Patrick day I will be sporting all black attire. This is to protest the fact that there is a day to celebrate and encourage the Irish to get drunk. First of all, for the Irish, how is this any different then any other day of their lives. And if the Irish are really catholic Christians then why do they use their famous saint as an excuse to get wasted? Shouldn't they go to mass. I'm proud of my Scottish heritage, and sure there are a fair number of Scots who enjoy the drink, but they tend to keep it to themselves, or at least in the clans. And you'll notice that the main Scottish holiday, Robbie Burns day, is celebrated in style. We get dressed up, gather together and enjoy a wholesome meal of haggis and poetry reading, we don't get sloshed in the streets and wear dumb ass t-shirts that encourage people to lip suck cuz of our blood lines. So to all the the Irish this St. Paddy's day I say:

UP YER KILT!!!

I've decided to make Monday's The Clash day. Yes, I realize that it is actually Sunday, but it seemed a little blasphemous to make Sundays The Clash day. The Clash, often referred to as 'the only band that matters', started out as one of the main original punk bands in the 70's and in the 80's as other punk bands died out, The Clash broadened their horizons with mixings of reggae, rock, dance, funk and other genres. Today's quote come from: White Man In Hammersmith Palais

"white youth, black youth
Better find another solution
Why not phone up Robin Hood
And ask him for some wealth distribution"


People, let's stop the hate n' and get on with the lovin'!

Tonight I started a shirtless party after quite hour, we were all in the hallways with no shirts on talking about various issues. We were then told to disperse and go to bed, so about five minutes later I pulled a great white ninja. I got in my underwear and run upstairs with a pillow and smashed everyone I saw (this was well after quite hour) then as I was running back down I had to leap over the amp beside my bed and broke a glass in the process, so a leadership guy game and said I wasn't allowed to leave my room. So about ten minutes later I opened the door a crack and made loud farting noises, he told me again.

they can take away my freedom of movement, but they'll never take my freedom of pranking!!!!!

I know that the bachelor party i must throw (as one of my duties as best man) is many months away, but since i've never actually been to a bachelor party, I decided to do a little research.

The main problem with researching bachelor parties (or stag parties as they are called by many europeans) on the internet, is the unsuprising amount of smut that goes along with them. Luckily I found a few sites without any pictures that just gave lists of ideas of what to do.

Some of the ideas that you will not see at the party i'm throwing
-"why not get a dominatrix instead of a stripper"
-"when picking porno's for bachelor parties, it's important to pick pornos with the most disgusting title, because pornos at bachelor parties need to be disgusting."
-"fun games to play- pull the groom out of the gutter, and pull the best man off the stripper"


Throwing a 'christian' bachelor party is going to be harder then it seems, but rest assured, I have ideas bubbling out like a bloated man at thanksgiving!!

Well, after my reading week I was so bogged down with mid-terms that i just did not have the time to write down everything that happened, but now that mid-terms are over here is my reading week in review.

The week started out with a bang with a reunion of Cabin #5, the greatest cabin to grace any canadian camp, if not any world camp...hmmm... world domination? it just might be within the grasp of cabin #5!!!

The members of cabin #5 are as follows Data, Geordi Laforge, Worf (#1), and The Captain.
Now this time of year we met atop a hill to christin our new ship, the cabin 5 runn-a-bout.
Although the construction was well down (Laforge builds a good ship) it could not handle the klingon battle power of Worf, so after that the Captain and Data (the bastard!) decided that the only way to honour the ship would be to slide down the hill on the remaining pieces butt naked, as they did this Worf, underestimating his klingon strength, went to tap the captain on the shoulder, but actually knocked him to the snowy ground, exposing his genetiles to the elements.

The next day the capt. seeked revenge by trying to "sack" worf, but worf got him back with the HUGEST sack ever.

Other highlights of the week include, gt snowracing and tackling, birthday "parties", the dead sea scrolls and of course all the friends in brockville who got me stuff, and everyone else!

what a week!

So one of my best buds got engaged last night, which is amazing! and to top it all off, he asked ME to be his best man!!!!! I said yes of course, and I was like sweet deal, so i have to plan a stag party and give a speech, no problem! but then I started to research the tradtional role of Best man and, well... read on!

"Rules of Etiquette
The best man is there to support the groom, carry the rings in church and make a speech. Some people believe that if the groom does not turn up it is the responsibility of the best man to marry the bride, saving her the embarrassment of being jilted. Rest assured, the groom's choice of best man will no longer determine your future.

The best man has some very specific responsibilities:

The groom - ensuring that he gets to the church on time, in one piece and sober.


The rings - ensuring that they are available when required.


Arranging the stag night - making sure that the groom returns in one piece and is not put on a one way flight to Timbuctu the night before the wedding. It is sensible to have the stag party some time before the wedding - never the night before!


Ensure that the ushers know what they have to do. The best man is responsible for seating in the church and ensuring that all the guests have an order of service.


The flowers - make sure that all the ushers, parents and attendants have been given the right flowers.


The going away - making sure that the bride and groom can change somewhere before they leave the reception, that all the right clothes are delivered there and that their luggage goes away on honeymoon with them. Also, possibly, taking charge of returning hired clothes.


The wedding presents - make sure that wedding presents are put together and that they are taken away from the reception by someone.


Make sure that the groom pays any necessary church fees or costs required on the day.


Escorting the chief bridesmaid down the aisle and having the first dance with her.


Ensuring guests' transport arrangements are organised. This might involve a phone and the number of a mini cab firm or showing people the way to the reception.


Making a speech, responding on behalf of the bridesmaids to the groom's toast and reading out any telegrams or messages.


Any announcements required during the reception.


Getting the party going and ensuring that everyone is involved in any dancing and that no one feels left out.

As you can see this job is not one to be offered or undertaken lightly and the person should be responsible and keen to ensure that the day runs smoothly rather than simply eager to marry the bride if the groom doesn't turn up. "

Well, it seems as though this may be slightly more complicated then I first thought, buut still I'm up to the task!!!!
BUt I must admit, it seems that I am always a bridesmaid, never a bride...errr....

you know what I mean!