Price let one go over his shoulder early and I knew the gods were not on our side. That shot was from fucking far away and I have no idea why it worked.

Biron is still a cunt. So is fucking Hamburger. Asshole.

Um in case anyone's wondering what Neko is going on about, well he's an emotionally unstable OCD sufferer who started getting really paranoid and angry with me because I didn't take enough care to evade germs at his house. He started getting weirder and weirder with me. I never ate his food, I occasionally had some of the coffee he would offer me, with his knowledge, and one day, a week before the end of the month, he tells me I have to move out and starts getting really bizarre. He wouldn't even let me in the house to get my stuff. He called the cops when I tried to get back into the house one day (with key, no break in!) and wrote me a letter in which he claimed I was threatening him and doing drugs on the premises (as was he, hence the madness) and that for these reasons he wanted me kicked out. My rent was paid in full.

This was the second time he pulled this shit, he did the same thing with my friend Erin and thinks the whole world is out to get him. What he really needs is a good psychiatrist but he probably thinks they're out to get him too. Man, more than a year after the fact you still can't let it go, Neko. Get help, I mean it. I never wanted you to be in the shit but you put yourself there. And your claims that I don't care about anyone but myself... man... if this goes any further it's all you Neko, don't let your delusions get the better of you. I was hoping by now you'd be looking for a resolution but instead you drag up old things. You know why I want a resolution? Because I used to like you and think you were a really awesome person. Please stop holding grudges when you know the story is not as one-sided as you make it out to be.

I love the line about the wavely emotionnaly everest crazy bobsleigh ride [sic] sounds like fun.

Hey guys, this is going to be very hard to accept because it's so utterly atrocious, but it seems that the infamous Jesse Powers cat-skinning video that caused all sorts of controversy in Toronto was only the tip of the iceberg. I'm sure you guys over here don't know so much about this. What happened in this case was that this guy did a bunch of some sort of bizarre psychedelic with another friend, and proceeded to skin a live cat on video. He then submitted it as an art project. It's one of the sickest things I've ever known a person to do. I've met him since, and it's boggling that he would do such a thing. I wanted to get in his face about it but I couldn't help but think that it would be unsafe starting an argument with a psychopath.

So it's happened again, this time with some douchebag pretentious artist named Guillermo "Habacuc" Vargas, a Costa Rican who felt that for the sake of art there was nothing wrong with leashing up a starving street dog in a gallery, with a phrase spelled out in dog food on the opposite wall, which the dog couldn't reach. The dog starved to death after getting quite sick. And the people who attended the gallery didn't object or lift a finger. There's a bunch of info about it online and a petition to stop this guy, because he's actually been invited to repeat the incident in the name of art at some other exhibition. I don't get what exactly I missed in all the dry lectures I attended on postmodernity and the pushing of boundaries for the sake of art, but I don't remember any of the iconoclasts of the earlier 20th century (Duchamp, Rauschenberg, etc) resorting to such extremes. Within Neoism yes, I have seen extreme forms of art that were sometimes quite challenging, namely the work of Istvan Kantor or Jubal Brown, who bled or vomited on high-brow art in galleries worldwide or did things to push the envelope of what we accept. Powers was affiliated with these guys, but I don't think too many people condone what he did. This Habacuc guy is really over the top though.

Why do people ask for help on their school projects? It's not like I've ever come on here going:

HELP! Anybody have any ideas? I'm supposed to write a paper on postmodernism by tomorrow but I don't believe in it. I was thinking of comparing the Foucaultian view on it to that of Deleuze and Guatarri but I'm not sure whether or not I agree with what they say about the mediation of experience, and I'm considering juxtaposing Derrida's views on the structure of phenomena and vice versa. Anybody have any ideas? I'm considering doing a whole bunch of crystal meth and reading through Mille Plateaux in a hurry. Is this a good idea?

Blipster rap?

Huh? When did he post that?

OIC

Precisely, they meeseenterpreted the ruuules.

LOL, that is fucking gold.

We used a wide-bottomed glass pipe, where the crucible had a very small indentation but a large bowl, and we placed the resin at the base of the bowl, heating the underside with a lighter. Totally freebasing. But with a different kind of rock, hehe.

Yeah you can always get a dealer's phone number after you've socialized a while in Montreal... ahem... you know, like people normally do for the sake of discretion.

Nobody puts fucking crystal meth on weed, that's total bullshit. Kif crystals, yes, but that's not the same thing.

Weed is safe, your paranoid minds are not. If you have any doubts just inspect the buds beforehand. Anything unusual becomes quite obvious once you're used to doing that.

Amateurs... sheesh.

I've been doing k for a long time and I don't really understand what people mean by "k-pains". Most of the people I know who get them are completely over the top addicted and impossible to deal with, so that tells me something. I personally take Milk Thistle (Chardon Marie) every once in a while, but the dude I knew in T.O. who had chronic k-pains would like dose half a bottle of Milk Thistle, uselessly, then do more k.

I for one have never been the type to exceed recommended dosage, especially with k. One quarter vial is a guaranteed full on k-hole for me, provided my nose is completely clear. But if you're doing IV or IM injection of K, your dose has to be precise, and well, the reasons for all the pains are probably more related to vascular damage and pressure on the heart, if it's IV. Either way, you can't go abusing a drug and then be surprised when there are serious side effects. I can't really understand addiction because I seem to be able to mostly realize when I start to go overboard, but that's not everyone I guess, and if you're sitting there going "wow this ketamine is totally destroying my kidneys" why the fuck would you keep on doing it?

LSD + Ketaime + 2CB + MDMA + Salvia + two doses of Nitrous. How's that for synergy?

I think one of the dumbest things I routinely hear is that marijuana is non-addictive. Sha, right.

Canadian tire. You're looking for chantilly cartridges. You need a "cracker" in order to open the cartridges, and that consists of a big whipped cream dispenser:



You expel the gas into a balloon or you can be like me and say fuck the risks and take it straight from the machine. It's not under anywhere near as much pressure as a large tank so it's a fair deal safer. It's all a matter of how slowly you release the pressure.

After taking the hit you breathe back out into the balloon or just draw in more air and force yourself to hold it for a little while. When you let go, WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! That's a whippet.

You can also do laughing gas when you run out of Creme Chantilly. There's always enough propellant left to huff after the cream runs out. Much smaller buzz. This is actually what most people mean by whippet, but it kind of sucks.

Good for sex, because it's an aphrodisiac, but the effects are quite nauseating a lot of the time. I used to get Foxy all the time but I learned that it can be one hell of a bad trip. Still, worth a try and fun a few times.

You want a really good buzz you should be looking for a-MT. That stuff is amazing. Unfortunately you need to go on an MaO-inhibitor diet for it. But it's like acid without the depression afterwards because get this, it works as an antidepressant and was researched as such under the name IT-290.

Never had any problems with an Mao-I diet, just don't eat nuts or chocolate and don't smoke.

But yeah I wonder if she does other stuff anally, with butter.

But she's totally blah blah blah blah blah man I would go on such a bad trip with her, like going to University while cracked out.

I like squirrels.

It all merits a more intelligent discussion than this odd sort of strange superiority complex everyone is pushing. If we wound up totally without infrastructure I'm hard pressed to believe a bunch of desk-jobbing IT nerds are going to last over a week, so saying all this stuff about natural selection yadda yadda is like saying you hope you get killed off. I'm hard pressed to accept that any of us is better equipped to survive natural selection than that nebulous "them" that we're all hoping will expire and disappear. It's just not realistic.

I'm really getting tired of all this talk about natural selection when humanity is not undergoing major evolutionary changes. We don't have specific adaptations that we've evolved that are proving to be useless and we always manage to survive because of social infrastructure. We're not fending away the wilderness. Nor are we on the cusp of a major evolutionary change. We have aeons to go before that. Please, everybody, get better informed on natural selection, don't base it off of the Darwin awards.

Source. Source. Source. Don't argue Darwin and evolution based on opinions. Thank you.

Anybody up for a man-bridge?

Seriously? Nobody? Because I'm uncut you know, and my smegma needs company.

A lot of what you guys are saying is what I would consider "ableist" as in, prejudice based on ability. The idea that there is a norm that deserves to survive more than others is a misinterpretation of Darwin. Survival of the fittest is not the only rule, adaptability is also a crucial element to survival. Hence if someone with any sort of phsyical or mental disadvantage still manages to survive despite the odds against them, they are proving that humans (and probably a lot of other life forms) are infinitely resourceful and adaptable. This is why we have so many minutae of difference between individuals, we are all evolving differently. Like it or not, intelligence and physical health are not the be all and end all of survival and evolution and to think so is rather narrow minded. It's all good to be bitter at the hand you've been dealt but it's mostly pathetic, we're here to work through our challenges and come out better, that's how we evolve, not by culling the herd every time people feel that things are wrong.

Many of the biggest problems in the world are coming from active choices from people who assume they're superior to others and probably believe that they have the right to say who should and who shouldn't represent humanity. To express opinions like you guys are makes you all look hateful and ignorant. As Jacko says, if you want to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make a change. Pffft hehehe... still it's pretty much true. Just don't like, replace your face with a new one, that's taking it a bit too literally there, MJ, take note...

Hey c'est pas moi qui fait les raves pyjamas, je trouve ca poche. Mais entk je ne veut pas qu'on commence un flame war, j'ai pas dit la bonne chose, et je le retracte, j'ai réagit un peu trop. Personellement, on a fait quelques loft-parties, pas quelque chose supposé d'etre un "rave". J'imagine dans ce ville il y a beaucoup des gens qui comprennent pas la difference, mais ils ne nous represtent pas. Je ne suis pas avec le crew en haut la, ou a coté.

Ok c'est pas bon, je ne sais pas pourquoi j'ai attaqué NTK, c'est stupide ca, je vous aime bien. Tous.

Mais je pense que tu ne comprends pas, a notre niveau on essaye des fetes chez nous premierement, pour qu'on commence d'avoir un crowd et pour etre mieux connu. Si non, qui viendra a nos fetes? Et tout le monde fait des fetes chez eux, mais ici s'attire un gros crowd. Non ce n'est pas original, mais ca marche, on a du fun. Mais non Mat, c'est pas mon idée des raves. Fuck, pour moi et plusiers autres le concept d'un "rave" a changé, mon association avec un rave c'est que c'est un grosse affaire super cher avec quelques milles personnes, des DJ superstar, et trop des glowsticks. C'est un party chez nous, rien d'autre. That's it.

Alors laisse tomber, j'ai aucune désir d'ostiner avec vous autres, vraiment, si tu veut me parler de tout ca, trouve moi sur msn, on se parle, j'ai rien contre vous autres, mais j'ai les idées impulsifs. Excuser la bordel.

Ta mere a des raves dans le cul, wanker!

Well maybe not all, but a lot. Plus I had to define the specific semantic differences between each eastern religion's versions of dharma, the specific names of certain gurus in history... very informative and I understand dharmic religions a hell of a lot better after all that. But still, horrible colossal fail.

Man these pants suck, I just keep on typing ghtybn565hhgythbnghbytntybg56ytgythbnghbty. And I'm only trying to scratch my horribly raw balls.

The server touched my special place.

That was the sickest game ever. My manager set up a radio in the kitchen so we wouldn't miss a thing, and normally he wants absolutely no distractions the whole time. His fists were all bashed up from punching down on the bar each time Philly scored. By the end, every time we scored everyone in the kitchen was running out to the bar to start rounds of high fives, and when that stick broke by God that was a near riot. Then Kostopoulos... what a game... wow... if you want to really get into the game you gotta be watching it (or listening to it) with all your work mates in a super busy environment. That was totally better than any drug I've ever taken.

But ahem... it was a little close, and personally I'd prefer if we dominated a team that's named after something you look at once, shove in your back pocket, and then leave lying around on the coffee table to be used for filters.

Plus Biron and Briere are the biggest douchebags ever and they know it. They were probably Habs fans their whole lives and now here they are eating crow at the hands of the team they always secretly wished they'd propel to victory. Ex-pats in agony... I love it.

Don't go with the dehydrated TVP stuff, that isn't really that great for your health. There's this stuff called "veggie ground round" that I used to buy all the time, but I think a good alternative is to get a variety of dried mushrooms and chop them up finely, add a bunch of boiled lentils, and mash that stuff together.

If you want to get the stewing beef consistency you probably want to find Seitan, that might be the answer. Either that or Tempeh.

My last year of university was a total crash and burn. I made it worse by trying to take summer school before all that, and passing only one of those three, because I took a course in Chomskyan linguistics and another temporary placeholder, in order to scam a $500 refund from my loan, which I didn't manage to drop on time because the school's servers went down for a few days before the drop deadline. Then the next semester started, pretty much abruptly after I finished my Film Aesthetics course. Worst courses ever, especially third year electroacoustics. Bullshit.

In that second semester I took an Eastern Religions course thinking it would be a bird course, and realized shortly afterwards (much like the Chomsky course) that I was in over my head. Meanwhile, I attempted to get through a course on Vectors and Matrices which made absolutely no sense to me, especially with my eccentric Russian prof sort of drawing nebulous blobs on the chalkboard. In both courses I totally hit the wall on the exams, considering that we went into quite a lot of detail in the Religions course and I had to remember things like the names of every Hindu deity plus the major figures in that religion's history, and well, just didn't read enough. The math course though. Made absolutely no sense. I will get angry if anyone attempts to explain vectors on here, I shudder at the thought. My brain can't handle it. It's very embarrassing in fact, I always thought I was good at math.

His brain fell out from the Tetsumaki Senpuukyaku.

Or Correcteur De Sprocket, which it definitely sounds a lot more like he's saying.

No real aliens are all psychic and stuff and they communicate with you via your chakras. If you move your anus enough it will open up your root chakra so that's why they use anal probes. They just want to communicate! That's all!

DON'T YELL THIS IS A RESPECTFUL COMMUNITY.

I just went with what I used to think the site was called:

[ www.pimpmysearch.com ]

I used to play that a lot but I went and used the container to store ants and made my sister eat the letter cubes.

Nothing over here will ever be as good a deal as Coconut Grove in Toronto. I used to live near little Jamaica and now I'm nowhere near a roti shop. Boo.

A little late perhaps, but watch for the spooky ghost!

When you've been trained in non-lethal conflict resolution and you still end up killing a bunch of people rather than taking prisoners, I don't think you're really taking morality into consideration. It's war, plain and simple, and you kill because you don't want to die. There's no special precision to it, that's a total lie, and ranking armies based on kills is really sickening to me. In our day and age we still haven't been able to figure out how to immobilize without killing tons of people, often innocent, destroying historical buildings and relics, and desecrating the world all in the name of global economics. Don't fool yourself, you got brainwashed while you served.

Man I've never picked up any camo. Everybody and their grandmother seems to have some though.

Probably need a passport, but I have a criminal record. That's all you need to know.