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Here it is that time again,
Cookies, nog and time with friends,
trees with tinsle around the world,
it's funny how far its hurled.

From an old nice man with a present sack
To the side of a can are we keeping track?
a poem that was wrote so jolly and quick
everyone now always knows St. Nick

But do we remember what he did?
The time he took the presents hid?
The legend made from a heart of gold,
Gingerbread and stories of old.

What have we now to show the love?
A hockey stick or a baseball glove?
Family ties are of the past,
I just hope that this won't last.

Humanity has lost that spark of hope,
And now we sit and look like dopes.
On the edge of oblivion we find time
To hate and loathe and grieve and pine.

Love your neighbour shovel his walk,
Sit with an old lady and talk,
Spend some time to make things nice
It won't be easy not a slice.

This time of year has got to change,
Hallmark did well to re-arrange
the meaning of this holliday.
I'll take it the good ol' fashioned way.

Good cheer to you and yours this year,
And may that which you all hold dear,
be well and merry, now hear me clear,
Christmas is always here.

REV OUT

PomoRoboHobo

Funk-ay Emo glasses
Hair black, like molasses
He's the PoMo-RoboHobo... yeah
The PoMo-RoboHobo... yeah

He sits on the corner his beard full of mange,
Buddy spare a dime I need an oil change,
He used to attend high class fashion shows,
Now he just used his sleeve to BLOW HIS NOSE!


chorus
Funk-ay Emo glasses
Hair black, like molasses
He's the PoMo-RoboHobo... yeah
The PoMo-RoboHobo... yeah

He's a robot not a probot but he looks like a man,
He don't eat, don't sleep, he don't go to the can,
Sittin' over there with his stick and sack,
His whole damn world in his pack on his back.

chorus

Tellin' me 'bout his life of sin,
Tried playin' it hard but he didn't win,
Writin' him down bot chapter and verse,
Gotta get outta here before the smell gets worse!

chorus

Post Modernism hit the Bohemian Age,
Out of the black came a great sage,
Love your fellow man and take care of the world,
Show your colours banners unfurled!

chorus

The book sold a million copies a day
Now we both livin' large the luxurious way,
The end is now happy for the robot and me,
Found ourselves a true destiny!

chorus




REV

Today a friend of mine, a gentleman said this,
"Two days ago last week I went to take a piss,
Unbuckled my belt, unzipped my zip,
Let fall out my little prick."

"I think I am now far too old,
For this water is getting cold,
I finnished up and dried the tip
put away my little prick"

I told the girl in the next room,
and she began to swoon,
she looked at me, with glee,
and asked excited, "May I see?"

So, I'm sorry I'm late
for our fridays date
Our coffee is on me.

Reposted from winterlion

R.I.P. Miss Betty Page. Words alone can not describe the effect you have had on so many souls.

I should have shared this a while ago. This happened back in Aprilish or May... I don't remember which. We had a thunderstorm and this was the resulting levity.

Mine is the main narration and two of my 4 other room mates while we watch.

I picked up keys today for the new place that I'm moving into with two roommates, one from the present house that I'm living in and an old friend of mine that was looking for a place.

I smudged the whole house today to prep for us moving in ASAP. It took me just over an hour from start to finish inclusive of airing it out after. This house is fucking amazing. 3 levels, 1.5 bath, full kitchen, double sink in the main bathroom, 5 bdrms. The kitchen just about makes me cum every time I walk in. I'll keep people posted as to when the house warming is.

Gaia's Consort is comming up to Canada again, this time for their North American premiere of their new albumn, Victus Circle.

They will be at the Fireside Cafe on Sept. 29/ 2007.

Tickets are available through O&G Productions (604)841-4515
$20 each
Show starts at 8pm

Take a listen to them here http://www.gaiaconsort.com/index.html

So I usually don't post on this anymore just because I'm too damned busy with everything else that's going on in life, however, I will take time to make a crass commercial announcement.

Gaia's Consort is comming up to Canada again, this time for their North American premiere of their new albumn, Victus Circle.

They will be at the Fireside Cafe on Sept. 29/ 2007.

Tickets are available through O&G Productions (604)841-4515
$20 each
Show starts at 8pm

Take a listen to them here http://www.gaiaconsort.com/index.html

yes, we have no cast. "Come in and see me in my office in a week." says the doctor, "we'll tell you whats wrong with you then, you don't need surgery, but you might need a cast."

I have no clue what's going on, Boss has no clue what's going on, Bert has no clue what's going on... all I know is that I'm drinking a shite load more coffee now than I was 3 days ago.

for those that want to know, the Cafe is open from 9am until I close it. Tomorrow we are closed at 8pm. Friday I think we're going to be closing rather early aswell... Jai has offered to close for me, I was gracious in my refusal and told him that if he wasn't up to snuff on the machines and closing procedures by the time I hit the "point of no return" I would not let it be done.

Imagine if you will, a very enthused man, completely sensless of workings in or around a kitchen... and you have some scope of an idea as to what I'm going to be into on Friday. I'm planning on him not being up to snuff, have been from the start.

I am tired, I'm going to bed now, I am working tomorrow from 8am until 8pm when I close, getting into a car, going to my other job and working from 9pm until 8am, meeting my sister back at the cafe, giving her money, sleeping until noon, being back at the cafe by 1pm working until I close at 8pm, going to my other job for 9pm so I can work until 8am coming back to the coffee shop and dropping money with someone so I can sleep until I need to be there again be there until I leave at 8pm for work at 9pm work until 8am have breakfast with my family pass out in my oatmeal, snore through my cup of coffee, fall into a bed somewhere sleep until 9pm go to work for 10pm, work until 8am come back to the house, sleep until noon, get dressed for an interview for 2pm.

Does anyone know what business formal is supposed to be? does a shirt and tie work or do I have to have a jacket? I don't think I have a jacket that fits. :( oh, yeah, and does anyone know what a "senior sales-associate" is? or if "middle management" generally gets salary? Apparently someone from Rogers found my resume on Monster.ca and was impressed... I've only put my kitchen resume up there... WTF?

I don't know anymore, I think it's a Tuesday moment...

has anyone seen my baseball?


Oh yeah, and there is some super gay Japanese ex-calvin kline/ gucci/ louis vertton model hitting on me at the cafe...

and for some reason I can't get G.I.R. out of my head...

"I neeeeeed tacos, I need them or I will explode, that happens to me sometimes... Thank you."

"Burrito, but what if they made them really big, BUUUUUURRRRRRRIIIIITOOOO!"

"GIR Why is there baccon in the soap?"
-"I made it my self"

"what do you mean you don't know where we are? I just installed a new guidance chip!"
-"I took it out"
"what?"
-"the guidy chippy thingy"
"why would you do that?"
-"to make room for the cupcake!"

"out of fuel? GIR why are we out of fuel?"
-"I emptied it out..."
"emptied it... why would you do something like that?
-"to make room for the tuna"


"HOORAY FOR EARTH!"
-"No GIR, that's bad."
"oh" :(

"I'm gonna sing the doom song..." :D

So, we have a whole boss... sorta.

He is alive and the system hasn't killed him yet. We have a very special nurse to thank for being cool and finding the doctor that a half a dozen other nurses were looking for in 3 different hospitals. He was difficult to find it seems, he was the Orthopedic On Call at the hospital he was at for over a day. He's been released, he has a shattered Scalpula, not a broken one, and is going to be casted not surgeried... so if you have any desire to write a lewd limerick or interesting poem... you have the next 6-8 weeks to make this happen at the Fireside Cafe. Starting Saturday. Boss is being put on light duty work, and is not expected to do much more than take money and give change. All well wishes and cards can be sent to Boss c/o Fireside Cafe 13595 King George Hwy, Surrey BC. Or you can bring them down yourself... We'd love to see you there. :)

For those that know;

Boss is in the hospital. I don't know which one he's in at the moment, he was in Surrey Memorial the last time I was there but they were going to be transferring him to either VGH or RCH for surgery. The story so far...

Poised at the brink of life, chasing glory and fame, our man stradled the bike he was going to ride over the final jump of the day, this was it, he was living his dream "Dare Devil" they would call him, "amazing" they would say... I am invincible!

As he rode down the ramp the wind in his hair, he was alive again, 19 again, the world was his again, he hit the ramp and flew into the air passed over the first car, a volkswagen, nice small and compact, "so this is what birds feel like," Boss thought as he cleared the second car, a little larger, a Chevy Impala, "I've never been on this angle before... oh shit!" that was about all that he had time to pass through his head before his rear tire caught on the bed of F250 pickup truck that he was landing on rather abruptly. A little short of the end of the other ramp to guide him to the ground safely he bounced and tumbled off the ramp an hit the ground with finality.

Sounds a lot cooler than riding a street bike off of a sidewalk landing on a bunch of leaves and having the bike go one way you go the other landing on the ground and breaking your shoulder blade...

but that's what really happened, I will update with a room number if he has one, well wishes can be sent to him at the Cafe. I'm running the cafe until he's well enough to be looking after it himself and I'm going to be in need of assistance, I can't offer pay, lets face it, if I did there would be some irritated voulenteers.

Finally I have something to write about and of course it's tragic... :D

love to all

REV

This is just another fine example from the “moral majority” to the rest of the population as to how useless they really are. The BC Breast Cancer Foundation refusing donations from the Exotic Dancers for Breast Cancer is ludicrous. These women and their families are just as effected by this terrible unbiased disease as the rest of the population. That this topic needs even be broached is pathetic, no public foundation should have to be weary as to where their donations come from. And to that point, no public foundation should be able to be influenced by a close-minded, lacklustre, bigoted, un-inclusive religious minority. That such complaints dare to come is only a show of the mindless drivel that is taught by piety, for those that did complain, I would ask you to remember the words of a simple carpenter, “If your slate is clean then you can throw stones.” I am ashamed to have donated to the Cancer Foundation in the past if this is the treatment that honest hardworking people get from their illustrious organization, my money will be going elsewhere next year.

REV 3

( Prostitution letter )

please give honest responses to this, this is going to be a published piece... I would like as much response on this as possible... tks

Yay drunken postings!!

So, I go to the Bar tonight with my sister and Aimee... mmm, colorado.... and, man there were a lot of girls there tonight... all of them looking for... a pluging really. Maybe it's the full moon maybe I'm just thinking of sex too much recently... but there were girls there that if I mistake myself on what they were intoning to me, I'm well out of practice...

Needless to say I've never felt like that much of a piece of meat in a while... :D


I think I like it... oh yeah and those in the know, I have an Alice Cooper impersonator living with me now... nice guy... quieter than I would have thought. And the person who said we should take him in has requested no information on what he does...

this should be interesting. :D

Gaia consort is in Vancouver, one night only...

Saturday December 9th, 2006. 13595 King George Hwy., Surrey BC. Come see them play live in this intimate encounter with Gaia's Consort on their only appearance in the Lower Main Land this month! Only $20 per person...

for info, contact Norm Nelson @ zimmer_malchon (at) hotmail (dot) com
or at (604)841-6676

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Stolen from mspixiegirl

1. Ever punch someone in the face? was it gratifying?


2. How old are you?


3. Are you single or taken?


4. Eat with your hands or utensils?


5. Do you dream at night?


6. Ever seen a transvestite?


7. Have you ever wished someone dead?


8. Do You Like Bush?


9. Whats your philosophy on life? and death?


10. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:


11. Do you trust the police?


12. Do you like country music?


13. Do you think I'm attractive?


14. If you could change anything about yourself would you?


15. Batman or Superman?


16. What do you wear to sleep?


17. Have you ever peed in a pool? while you were still in it?


18. Would you hide evidence for me if I asked you to?


19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?


20. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

( actual 9-1-1 calls... )