What Barney really looked like without the suit?

 Well I did this afternoon, while in the West Island with Daniel and Colleen (Lol dont ask!). We ahd just finished a joint and began to play with play-doh (I think thats how to spell it lol) we decided that we each had to make something outta the play-doh using most of the colors we bought(Purple, black, silver, gold and green) My mind automatically thought of Barney cuz of the purple and green. So i basically sculpted him but started wondering who really was the man behind one of the most beloved childhood figure. I was sure he would turn out to be some creapy old pedophile who just wanted to be around kids. :S

anyways so as soon as i got home i checked my emails and remembered to look him up. His name is David Joyner and he’s played Barney since 1992. He also is the man behind Hip Hop Harry!!! For those of you who dont know who that is you should really youtube that shit! lol anyways i thought i would share this with you guys and gals cause it changed all my childhood memories from pleasant ones to creapy ones.

Peace out,

The One and Only… DRAX!

PEREZ IS BACK IN TOWN!

ITS BEAUTIFUL OUTSIDE!

AND ALL I COULD THINK OF IS AKON’S NEW TRACK: RIGHT NOW NA NA NA NA!!!!

TONIGHT CKC DOES IT AGAIN, KEEP IT LOCKED FOR TOMOROW’S BLOG A ROLLLL

(PS: AKON DOES NOT SAY CONVICT IN THIS ONE!!!!!!!! OMGOMOGMOGMG)

DOUBLE THE PLEASURE AND DOUBLE THE FUN MAUAHAHAHHAHA

So here I am in class. It’s my VDEO 350 class.

All we do for 3 hours is watch videos after videos. Don’t get me wrong, I did say video and not movies. My favoritest medium when it comes to art, video is definitely the best, and there is so much you could do with it. Obviously, not all the videos are entertaining, and most of them are quite creepy,

Today is the day I nearly fainted while watching a video. So there is this fucked up artist who does insanely creepy artsy videos, and the one were watching right now is too intense. 17 minutes of this guy trying to open up this girls’ eyes. He wants her to “see”, but she keeps them closed ad tries to fight him off. Of course they are not talking or exchanging conversation like natural human beings, no. They keep on struggling, grunting and fighting to get their point accross. FOR 17 FUCKINGMINUTES!!!!!!!!!

Now all of this does have an artsy philosophical meaning to it. And all the indie kids are now fighting to sound the coolest by finding explanations to this crazy fiasco! LOL

Anyways, I’m not saying that I did not like it, I was just disturbed and felt like I was going to faint after 12 minutes of this video.

Now obviously, I had to find someway to distract myself so I took some snapshots for you guys to check out:
(LUNICE: you know what I’m talking about eyyyy?)

All up in that DER KOMMI$$AR fo’ dat a$$. And runnin’ from them future cops all day err’day yaddamean?! Nuff’ said…

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Aftermath. It’s a dangerous world.

Ps. Melissa puked not long after this was taken.

Ahhh heyyy…Hoorayy!
So its Monday morning and what better go do then blog about this past weekend’s main attraction: CKC did it again!

So let’s place ourselves in the past: it’s saturday night and as we all start arriving at our “point de rencontre” which was our beloved metro st lololol as some people would call it…
Some of us were tipsy, others were drunk already, and others were just waiting to arrive to our first destination, which was a random house party..

None of us knew that it would be quite the adventure.

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Before moving on to the adventure I just wanted to point out that some of the guys from last week’s fistfight fiasco showed up and as we look at each other and realize how awkward it was they decided to bounce asap!! LMFAO!!!

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So the adventure starts when we go pick up our last hope forteez and libations before heading up to the longest walk of our life. The Dunaj sisters had procured this Chinese imported tribal orange glow in the dark “face paint” and handed it to me so I can assemble it and test it out, here’s how it went:

D: here nick! Just put it together and test it out on your hand a bit…

N: okay… Hmmm? How am I supposed to know how to do this without any instructions??

(Sarah takes out the instructions and rips the bottom part and throws it away)

D: here you go! You don’t need to read the warning thought… it’s gonna be okay don’t worry gagaga!!!

WTF?!?!$@”);$&??
As it turned out it was in fact glow in the dark HAIR GEL and it said to wash hands intensly after applying it.. But we all decided to ignore all-o-that and go ahead with this procedure.

So as we all start walking up saint lol-lol street and I was mixing the weird paste with this cocaine type powder looking like some crazy freak of life, we stopped at the Juste Pour Rire venue because we all recognized some friends who were waiting to go see the slackers…

..and that’s when I saw her.
This chick I used to have a super duper big myspace crush on. She went to Dawson too so I recognized her right away. I did not remember her name so as I point her out to my sister, here’s what went down:

N: yoooo check cette filleee!!! C piglet LOL

C; WTF de quoi tu parles?? C meme pas piglet!

(we call her piglet, as a nickname no one would recognize, because of her cute nose)

From then on, HELL BROKE LOOSE and before you knew it we started cursing and fighting over this for the next 30 mins while everyone was dragging us to go to our first destination.

So as we get to Prince Arthur street and turn right, Ben Kornacki ( who had a fair amount of booze already) started arguing that we shouldve turned left… There, started yet another deconstructive argument that made us walk far too far and end up kinda lost.

So as we call to check on directions we finally get on the street we needed to be on and walk to the apartment door, everyone was pretty anxious to go in and some of us were about to piss our pants, not to mention that we were all drenched because it was raining hardcore outside, we ring the bell, and some RANDOM ASS person opens the door SHOCKED to the sight of 20 kids half drunk and ready to party their faces off at their doorstep.

Yes, you’ve probz guessed it already, we rang the wrong doorbell. (did I mention that we called for directions?)

Okay let’s cut to when we actually get to the party..
Everyone went their own way, socialized, drank some more, and smoked upity upedd.. Next thing u know were all pretty wasted and made friends, exchanged convo and phone numbers and stuff and…

..wait..oh….hmmm…..who the hell is that dude with the tribal glow in the dark hair gel on his shirt..? And that chick has some too..oh wait.. That other person too!?

Yeah, someone got their hands on the sketchy glow paste and next thing u know, everyones got it smeared on themselves so we all decide to put some on our faces as well. All of a sudden, the host comes up to me and tells me that some chick is bleeding from her face because of it, and people overheard and started FREAKING the fuck out!!

Yeah, thank the LORD Sarah dunaj has good observational skills and saw that the dumb bitch was in fact bleeding from a cut from her finger and not because of the gel on her face.

So after reassuring ourselves, I go around the room to gather the CKC crew so we could go to our second location: 3rd year peer pressure party at vinyl!

So after rolling a blunt, and vibzing to lunice’s beatboxing and ben kornacki’s rhyming skills we decide to move and end up arriving to our final location: vinyl.

Of course we always run into problems and got stopped at the door because we did not have a pass to get in. WTF PASSSES??? DO YOU KNOW WHO WE ARE?!?!?!?!?!!? (I actually said that.. lolz)

None of us had heard about this pass and we were all personally invited by the hosts. Anyways, we stood there and started arguing with the bouncer for ten minutes before he finally let us in seeing as we annoyed him enough.

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NOW VISUALIZE THIS!!!!!!!!!!
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A dark ish room, foggy from everyone’s body heat, full of people dancing to the great remixes and mash ups of Hatchmatik and A-rock. So we all make our way to the dancefloor and I jump on the first couch I can see and thee paarrty is onnn!

Everyone was there! Peer pressure queers and peers as well as the rooftopfistfights kids, creepy Mat de Rome, Marie Jane, snobby teenwolf hostess, EVEN P-Thugg from CHROMEO was there! and many more…

So after dancing our faces and lungs off, most of us felt super dizzy, drenched in our ongoing sweat and our faces SIZZLING from THE TOXIC GLOW GEL!!! We stumbled on our way to go outside, dizzy overdosing on the excessive amount of CO2 we inhaled, and sat on the sidewalk watching melissa fuller demonstrate her dance skills to lunice while we recuperate our oxygen levels…

All in all it was quite an eventful night and so much happened, hence, why this post was soooo effin long!

I just want to say that I hope we do this more often and never stop doing what we do because we know how to do it!

I’ll be spinning at Le Social this Saturday so don’t hesitate to pass by and say wussup!

Peace and crackzzz
Nick Brutus Grass
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AH hey. I’m back once again. I’ve been M.I.A for quite some time now (MIA FO LYFE!) and i guess it’s time to recap a little about my life in the past month or so and do some minor ranting.

First, i’d like to say that if i get lurked one more time by some DB I’ll permanently delete my facebook account, change my identity, move to Guelph and live on a farm in nowhere land so all you curious females will have to continue wondering who Drank’s mystery GF is. Honestly, it’s annoying and there’s no point. I don’t know you. I don’t care. If you want to talk to me, that’s fine. Don’t add me and ignore my greeting and pretend like the add never happened. I find it creepy and it fully disturbs me that random women recognize me solely from my FB and then text my bf saying shit like “I see your gf.” WTF? K. No. Or, i like this one too: “I saw your gf on the street and she looks emo.” WOW. really? My, you make some keen observations there. Anyways i’ll shut the fuck up now on this topic because i can actually go on forever.

So. What’s been up with me lately? I’m at school and work 24-7 and basically have almost zero social life. The last few days of summer were okay. Pre-labor day was spent in a forrest where fires were made, substances were abused and we were rolling 30 deep. I wish i could tell you more but i was a sloppy bitch and i woke up at like 2am in the back of some random’s car and the random saying “Hey.Hey..are you okay? Do you want me to open the door? Wanna watch a movie?” while i was trying to open my chinky, mascara crusted eyes and wiping drool off my face. Quite grand.

Everything’s been semi MEH since that day, up untill last weekend when all hell broke loose at Cheers. Pre-cheers was interesting (Check nick’s post about the abandoned building and the lump aka possible dead body) After that, the group split. EVERYBODY minus KT,Drank,Salt & Myself went to the house party and we were at Cheers where everyone you can possibly imagine being there was there (Minus the House party Pplz). Anyways. That night was filled with awkward moments, yelling, tears, laughing, beef, beef, beef and more beef.

If i could go back and redo the summer, i would. School sucks and i want to party and have more nights where i look like this:

I developed a severe obsession with BBC’s documentary series Planet Earth. The shots and the locations are breathtaking, but the best part is coming across some terrifyingly weird animals.

Birds of Paradise

Okay, I’m not kidding, these birds are just fucked up. There’s the weird antennae/tutu wearing one and the one that turns into some kind of tap dancing scary cartoon face when it tries to impress the ladies. I’m actually in awe.

Swiftlets

These birds live in caves and use echolocation like bats. They’re boring to look at compared to the birds of paradise, but what makes them interesting is their saliva, which they use to make their NESTS. I’m not even lying. It hardens when exposed to the air. But that’s nothing compared to what WE do. Apparently the spit-wad nests are a delicacy in China. Yeah, that’s right. We eat their spit. And it doesn’t come cheap either, a bowl of it goes for about 60$. Worst of all, they’re supposed to have aphrodisiac and medicinal qualities. Mmmm…nothing gets me going like a warm bowl of boiled bird saliva, how about you?

xx Jaydu