blidding in the new year

what up blidditarians. girv here with a much anticipated post.

2008 is behind us and now we must begin the horrifying task of putting 2009 instead of 2008 on all of our assignments. however we can't be bothered by what we will be doing as opposed to what we are doing tonight. i know that i will be consuming copius amounts of alcohol and i'm sure all the folks up in aurora will be doing the same. i hope that everyone across blidnation from toronto to halifax, from ottwa to wherever shyssa is from will be having on just the very best of times.

keep that party train a rollin'

T.R.O.B (they reminisce over bunning)

Hola fine reader(s)...

Just bunning around in toronto right now, went over to a broux's house to partake in a lord of the rings drinking game, but wait, before you label me as a loser, let me tell you, it was the most intense three hours of my life, i was hanging onto every word spoken by aragorn to see if i would have to drink, the rules are far too complicated to spell out here, but if you dare to, google the game, and have on some amazement..

anyway, i also stopped into my favourite bunning emporium, aka vesta lunch and had on a great amount of club sangwich and freedom fries...very delicious,

einhorn out,

just letting you all know that in fact, contrary to popular belief, i am still alive, and free from incarceration

Jammin in the Van

what up life,

just chillin in the van city and generally having on vacation life. i don't mean to be rubbing anything in but yeh. just finished 18 holes of golf on a very wet course. it's the UBC course but the sign says "everyone welcome". if i remember correctly (and i usually do) the entrance average for UBC science was 88. everyone welcome my ass.

anyhoo, caught the game yesterday on the plane and i've got to say i'm impressed. although it was a tough loss, i really liked the way we played and am very excited to see what jay can do with a few more practices and some rest at home.

catch yall in the T

well, there you have it

in case you haven't heard, Sam Mitchell was fired today.

now I've always liked Sam Mitchell as a person but lately his coaching has been, for lack of a better word, suckey. although i don't think the Toronto media will ever be handled the same way again, i shall have to agree with brian's call on this one. as for who will be the next coach, i think jay triano (good canadian boy) will be able to do the job as long as he has to but i feel that brian is looking for someone else. since i do in fact have a life, i'm not going to go through all the NBA coaches who are currently out of work and give them all scores out of 37. i guess we'll have to see, but i'm going to give the current edge to leo rautins. i am of course, kidding.

as for i suppose that speaks for itself. i guess they'll have to change their name to manz always need somebody to hate.

also, Ted Rogers died yesterday. the man did a lot of wonders for the toronto blue jays and was instrumental in bringing the mighty Miami Dolphins and the unstoppable "Wildcat" offense to the sky dome. as much as i respect uncle ted, i still can't stomach what he did to our beloved stadium. it will be interesting to see what happens to the team now but i sincely hope that we are left in good hands.

good luck in all your endeavors name brother

Me Nah Care Dat

Oh man, oh man oh man

Haggard living is upon us..fuelled by cheap drinks(not cheap enough) within a very wack campus bar and many late night eats. 

The only cure, is to take 6 soma's and go on a vacation to chud heaven

Day Man

who is ray stevenson?

in addition to my last post that was about 20 mins ago. we examine the question who is the new punisher ray stevenson?

opon investigation of the question we realize that the question is rediculus and should not be examined any more than nick zarlinga's uni-brow (R.I.P.) (little inside i know).

here's a new segment for the blidlife universe: now you know.

did you know: the hippopotamus (or hip, hipop, hipopanonomous? (big daddy anyone)) has the smallest sperm in the animal kingdom. just try to prove me wrong. in fact, any blidlifer who does prove me wrong on a did you know segment will receive the persyest of prizes.

sorry about the brackets

i promise i'm done for the night

the race is on...

as shyssa says: "Everything can in that that Strengthens"

Lois dictating to girv:
the first of December is marred by tragedy. the epic conquest to be the premier wisher of birthday greetings to Clair Scotticus has brought both joy and utter sadness (I'm obviously Burt Reynolds) to the brave who have striven to set out to i dunno go with it, go with it girvan. just mention Burt Reynolds, bunning and Jamaica needs to be mentioned at least twice. and flatulence needs to be remembered. remember remember the first of December and patty's flatulence. Chris bosh true Hollywood stories. so me and plaxico were out at a club...

i think you get the idea.

here's some weapons my friend drew/invented

"everybody needs somebody" -Matt Devlin, 2008

cheers for the backage shyssa, whoever you may or may not be

Apparently Its Still Cold in The D.....and stuff

Just when you thought it couldnt get any colder in the D, I stumbled across this video. Apparently people other than the blidlifers back her, and even let her on live radio to perform her pseudo-hit.

here is an excerpt from her live rendition
"Mason, he was like a brother to me, we all used to slang, and smoke them trees, play drinkin games and stuff, always into big thangs and stuff, it was getting wicked and stuff, so all we did was just kick it and stuff"

Sounds like a hit to me, just throw her on the autotune and well all be furlying to this jam at the dome.

Anyways, im done studying for this wacktackular french exam lets go dumb

Lois out.

Fuck Galen Weston

scrappy thonksgorving bamericanos

another day, another 39 points for ole' chris. the man is on fire and he can't get enough of it.

i'm starting to actually get annoyed by marty york. i know he's a humble guy and all. he was reluctant when i asked him for an autograph all those years ago while he was the field umpire for a high school baseball game. imagine what that would be worth today!

you know who else is gettin on ma nerves. galen waston. the man needs to stop. immediately. i saw him doing a comercial last night for president's choice turky. as i was watching i couldn't help notice that it was american thanksgiving. we had ours a month ago. get a fucking life galen, no american is going to buy your shitty turky. then i got to wondering, would he eat the turky? would the second richest family in canada (not that big of a deal) sit down on christmas (religious fucks) and carve up a nice, buttery, president's choice turky. ish doont theenk soooo.

can a manz get a turk?

The Politics of the Past, In an Argentine Working Class Neighbourhood

So i should be reading this elongated case study but I cant get enough of this

Its really persy, trust me

I got that lovin feelin

november 20: kick a ginger day
and don't you forget it!

raps win a big one that almost got away. bosh with 40 on tuesday, and 18 boards. damn he looked tired tonight. i guess that's what happens when you play 45 mins in a game. jose is back too and that's good news. rasho with 21 and 8 last night. what a manz.

man i'm bored.

anyways, here's something:

is that guy supposed to be me?

the something of boris

just saw the new bond film the quantum of solace. for those who haven't seen it here's the theme song. at least that's what i think it is.

wasn't that impressed with the film but i guess it had its moments.

bad loss last night for the raps, bosh was absolutely shut down.

here are some shoes that a buddy of mine drew:
a little off topic i know.

hey, since the rockies are giving their players away for reletively nothing perhaps the jays should make a deal to get jeff francis. (no, i'm not being serious)

i will have a bet with you that you cannot eat only one of my lay's potato chips

hey that's ok

doc rivers says to eddie house.

patty takes off his shirt.

sorry about that.

in the spirit of raps vs celts.

here's my favourite KG moment. forget the basketball this manz in fucking intense.

lovin the new now you know. ray allen born on an air force base 10 handicap golfer and a 150+
now you know.

jose's bobblehead does not look anything like him as he has pointed out. (no video available)

my buddy told me about his friend who climbed high into a tree one drunken evening. while up there, he was chirping people pretty hard until one guy started yelling back and caused a disturbance. this disturbance brought the cops to the scene, the man tried to explain to the cops that there was a man in the tree but they were not having any of it. the guy had shut up from the moment the cops got there and they arrested they guy on the ground for disturbing the peace.

now i can breath really quite relaxed

A Few Things About Persy Standard Time

Good afternoon fine bunning kids,

just lois checking in, had a pretty hectic last little bit, accomplished a whole lot of nothing, ingested far too many beverages of the adult kind and had on many a ruckus...This weekend I learned a valuable lesson from a ginger wizard who occupies the farthest corner of pee hallway. I learned the value of persing hard all day, and following a schedule of nothing but the perse. I had on many an epiphany as i lay about, willy nilly accomplishing generally nothing.

Waiting for the nerds to upload entourage so i can get my fix of cable-friendly homophobia and general brouxing.

Lois Out

live from the lab.

Deuterostomes lab:

2:36: fitch is just on time.

2:38: lab begins late

2:40: lernin about urchins and sand dollars (echinoiderms). they have tube feet with suckers on the end. they also have aristotle's lantern. how the fuck did they get that? aristotle has been dead for fuckin years man. that lanturn must be really old.

2:42: mmmmmm, brittle stars. fitch is reading the paper, very interesting.

2:43: people walk by the door. we begin talking about sea cucumbers. apparently their ossicles are microscopic.

2:44: TA makes joke but she's the only one who laughs. ouch!

2:45: something that looks like one of those african trees. "oral surface directed upwards", "anus on oral side".

2:49: DO THE LOCOMOTION! (water vascular system)

2:52: first stupid question: hooray!

2:53: adult squirts are sessile.

2:55: life altering revelation: oh my gosh i'm a vertebrata! TA has thing for ocean sunfish.

2:56: some chick tries to get out of doing work but is rejected.

2:57: second stupid question. something about armpits.

2:59: test begins. back in a flash.

3:15: test over. caught cheating but nothing was done about it. muhaha.

3:19: movie begins. great effects, oscar worthy. not attenburough-sucks

3:22: great names in hawii.

3:26: here come the cucumbers. very scary music.

3:31: starfish do not give up their seacrets very easily.

3:42: persy high speed chase: snail vs starfish. snail doing well

3:43: snail loses, but another snail gets away. teamwork!

3:45: time to get a drink.

3:48: back just in time for the conclusion: the tree of life is a bush. now to do real stuff.

i'm ole greg

daunte!!!!!!!! and other stuff.

hey hey daunte, hey hey hey.

culpepps returns to the league with the lions. i like this move as it may get detroit its first win of the season. GOOOOO LIONS!

i'm not actually a lions fan, i just love the fact that someone is giving ole daunte a chance and i hope this blows up in the face of the rest of the nfl and the lions make the playoffs and beat the patriots in the first round.

*this is not what i actually think will happen.

in other news the greatest fight of all time:

Zaun vs. Kypreos

let the battle begin.

greg zaun puts on the goalie pads, gets some tips from cujo and faces off in ten penalty shots in which kippper needs to make all ten to win(?).

1. kipper goes left and scores
2. kipper

10.kipper goes glove side and:

Zaunie! zaunie! zaunie!
Zaunie makes the saaaaaaaaaave!

what an event.

an event earning Zaun the rasho of the week award. we also wish him the best in his new endeavours as he has filed for free agency. good luck zaunie, i shall think of you fondly every time i have pancakes for breakfast.

well, it's election night tomorrow in the south of north america not including mexico.

in other newz: raps at 3-0 going into wednesday's game against detroit. the pistons just pulled off a blockbuster sending chauncy to denver for AI. i'm not worried. not even remotely. have you ever drank baileys from a shoe?

r-r-r-rim, r-rim crim

My Extravagant Return

Yo yo yo, blidlifers, whats having? Just finished sussing on a phonecall with the girv, where I enlightened him to the happenings of my swinging thursday evening in the great city of Yalifax. 

This conversation reminded me of reasons why girv is a terrible person. And in a John McCainish attempt to slander him I will take several quotes by girv out of context in an attempt to better myself.

"I really dislike bunning"-Girv
"Men are appealing.........Yea"-Girv

The more you know

roopa is fucking crazy

i was perusing the netticus and came across this little thingy known as the roopa sez blog. check this shit out.

VORP, the latest stat to come out of baseball. is the measure of a hitter or pitcher's performance in relation to an imaginary replacement.

also: hey lois, start blogging more or i shall play more physical basketball and you shall wish you never crossed the girv.

bring it on shmuckface

I got the Broux Blues

a few things about life that i thought you all should know.

our good friend SGS has graciously provided us with an alternate spelling of an alternate pronunciation of bro. instead of broo (which is absolutely ridiculous) it shall now be spelled "broux". isn't that refreshing? i think so.

here's a wee tidbit of info which may require more typing than usual.

the varsity blues (football team of UofT) was on a dandy 49 game losing streak at the start of the season until they beat waterloo on labour day. they were down 17-15 with 26.2 seconds remaining in the fourth. the kicker lined up for a 32 yard Field goal. he had missed two FGs already in his first game, in his first year of university. he made the kick and propelled the blues to a 18-17 win. that kicker just so happens to be a good friend's little brother. Andrew lomasney grew up playing football at moore park with his brother and his brothers friends. he used to kick off to a young girv who would use his unbelievable speed to subsequently run them in for touchdowns about 90% of the time. so really, UofT should be praising me. had it not been for all those touchdowns i scored off him in the nineties, he never would have been able to get over the first two misses to win the game. he also wouldn't have been able to get over the waterloo player's harsh chirping. apparently they used their superior intellect and lack of female distractions to come up with such gems as: "number 15 you suck" and "your going to miss it". Ouch, I hope lomasney's seeking therapy.

he finished the season at 5 for 10 and the blues finished at 2 and 6.
I guess that's good, it's not like I have a football team to cheer for or anything.

of course andrew is our blidlife athlete of the time before scotty because he did this a month or so ago. better late than never.

this week's ATW is that ref that took out the QB in that college football game the other night.
nice hit!

this week's rasho is going to have to be campbell for his acquisition of "sex and a story" the other night.

welcome mr. parkes

various apologies

i'm sorry.

luckily our feud is over and we can continue in this great journey that is blidlife. and i'm a big fan of the ATW. as for the rasho of the week i must again apologize. i know i don't keep up with this shit but come on, it's not like this is my fucking job (regardless of what my answering machine says). please be advised that the rasho of the week is more a rasho of the weekish. and this weekish winner is lois. thanks for all the good times and i'm sorry about all the trashing.

as for some rumers going around that blidlife is going public let me address that now.

we do have a plan in place to advertise blidlife to the world and that should be put into action in the coming month.

stay hungry

ps: this ones for you wes:

BlidLife Athlete Of the Week(s)

In a last ditch effort to dead this blidlife beef before there is a bodycount, I am instituting a new feature...Blidlife Athlete Of the Week

Although this wonderful young lady was meant to be last weeks athlete of the week, some serious (jim) bunning prevented us from posting it until this week...Making El Scotty our first blidlife athlete of the week.

Scotty enjoys blid living, having on perses and occasionally taking flights to boston olympic speed, We present you with our highest honour(aside from the rasho of the week).

Blidlife Field Trip tonite...stay posted


so it begins

well, it seems i have underestimated the technological advancements of our sisters to the south. never mind. ok lois lets dance!

some things i left out earlier:

does not respect losers
has a very good hook shot
finishes what he starts fairly regularly
often neglects his calculator
is, in fact, an alien (this has not yet been proven)
thinks explosions are cool
has been known to leave kitchens when he can't take the heat

as for this feud, i have gone with the honest approach by putting our profiles on the blog for all to see. i hope you will add to yours so we can all see what clever things you come up with next.
on a more desperate note, if you read our blog and are a member of google whatever. please register yourself as one of our followers. as you can see i have alredy registered myself. we don't have a whole lot of confidence here at blidlife so please anything you can do to help would be appreciated.

looking forward to seeing you


Oh how glorious the United States are, our slightly more rotund, ignorant neighbours to the south are very welcoming when I state I am from Canada. i am currently in Chicago, known as teh windy city, not because of the weather, but due to the number of big-mouthed politicians..anyways, im persing here returning to the east coast tmrw, I checked on to see a glimpse of Mac drizzle and perhaps some persy rhetoric, but I was shocked to find that behind my back, el girvo was desecrating the name lois in rebuttal I would like to point out some things which I despise about one Girv

-Hes from Toronto
-He doesnt bun
He is a flagrant half stepper
He can't construct a half decent land sail to save his life
He has an affliction for all things pink and gay
He enjoys sitting on the lap of Uncle Benson a little too much

Peep this 


market frustrations/sweet home chicago

the first part of the title mentions some market frustrations, so lets start with that.

persed down at the farmers market with weaslee (yes weaslee), and found the persiest of apple ciders, but that's not what frustrates me. i found some seemingly persy husked corn and bought it (5 for $3), then as i made my way to another section of the maze that is the Keith's brewery i found some unhusked corn which would have been far persier. i love husking corn on a Saturday midday. I'm still satisfied with my purchase as it is still fairly perse. i shall cook it this midday and it will delish.

not sure if you noticed but i just used five different forms of the word persey in that last paragraph.

don't believe me?
check for yourself

as for lois, he's in chi-town for the weekend and is most likely without access to the world wide web. so, i will take this opportunity to trash him behind his back.

here's a list of things i don't care for about lois:

-he probably doesn't like brussel sprouts (why does no one like brussel sprouts?)
-he is not a world class tap dancer
-he can't keep a secret that he doesn't know is supposed to be a secret
-when he falls over, he sometimes hurts himself
-he dots his "i"s with more of an oval than a circle or dot
-if he was writing a menu for a restaurant, he probably wouldn't include any exclamation points
-he smells really bad after getting lots of physical exercise
-he claims to be good at croquet but i haven't seen any evidence to support that
-doesn't know Lloyd Roberson personally

well that's just a few, but you get the point.

no, i don't like brussel sprouts either

Not a word, a feeling

you may have noticed some minor changes to the blidlife logo. in the top right hand corner is the number 12. this is the number of rasho nesterovic, the official(?) sponsor of blidlife. some of you may be wondering: why do you guys worship him. well here are the reasons why everyone doesn't worship him:

doesn't put up lots of points
not very good looking
flys under the radar
looks and acts very awkwardly
plays in indiana
he runs like a rasho

and here's why we love him:

he runs like a rasho

that says it all. the man is a leader, he's a wily vet, he plays a good d, he has his own style, and he doesn't give a shit about shit. these are qualities that we here at blidlife admire. and that is why we worship rasho.

in the upper left hand corner you may see the face and hair (or hair and face) of someone who you cannot recognize. this is Mac Dre. another blidlife hero. while rasho exhibits many of the qualities in which we try to live our lives, Mac Dre exibits the rest of them. girv and lois, rasho and dre. since rasho is more my side of blidlife and dre is lois' I'll let him explain dre's significance in a blog post to come.

the other addition to the logo is the phrase "Not a word, a feeling". when this statement came to me it was as if i finally understood the blue man group, as if i had just watched a tim and eric movie without once being confused. it all made sense. who knew such a short statement could be so profound. because blidlife isn't a word (seriously look it up, you won't find it anywhere), it's a way of life. but just saying it's a way of life wasn't enough, because it's more than that. it's a feeling (or felin').

it's the feeling you get when your higher than buzz aldrin (not that i would know anything about that).
when your so drunk, donairs actually taste good
when your doing a 180 at the top of a 30 foot standing wave
when you reach the top of an overhang
when you pass biochem (not that i would know anything about that)
when you stand at the shore of the ocean in a hurricane
when you run from a hotel chased by security guards
when you bite into a willy's "whizz philly"
when you play barret's privateers on electric mandolin
when you hit that straight-away bank shot
when you have money in your bank account
when you ghost ride on a downhill slope
when the band starts playing patty murphy
when shrimp and white wine are consumed simultaneously
when rasho hits a three
when you realize that your life would make an awesome movie that would definitely not win an oscar

when you smash

you see it's all of these things and more: It's not just a word, it's a feeling.

keep felin' it

meat anyone?

good afternoon from the girv.

as lois mentioned, no recollection of last night woke up with half eaten willy's fries on my desk and an evil goblin playing steel drums in my frontal lobe (what?). well it's the next day and life is living itself to the fullest. I assume it's a beautiful day (I haven't been outside yet) and the prospect of a denim party tonight lifts my soul. although i was not aware of this until recently and didn't have enough time to go to value village i must resort to another, less denimy outfit. tonight i will be premireing my latest v.v. purchase. more on this as it develops.

if you find yourself in need of happiness, just close your eyes and think of one of the following things:

hover shoes
latvian hocky players
scotland's rolling hills
flying fish
ghettosocks on vinyl
abe linchon
stress balls shped like turtles
personalized parachutes
and finally...

zipperheads on a thursday


A Few Words About Blacking Out

Good afternoon fine bliditereans,

I apologize for my hiatus from the blidlife blog, I received numerous emails asking if i was incarcerated, abducted or perhaps just too blid to get on this....And i reassure you, I was far too busy indulging myself in the life of blid to write on here....But I'm back

Last evening I had quite an experience, or I believe I did. Thanks to many cans of Lowenbrau combined with swigs of Whisky, I put myself into the autodrive known as a blackout and had some fun apparently. My first thoughts this morning was, hey where did i go last night, and...why is my head throbbing. I pieced together most of my night, and encountered some flipped household appliances and a half-eaten shawarma in the fridge, leading me to believe that at some point I had a shawarma, and a mini-ruckus...
anyways, im mad hungover, and in a denim mood so ill leave you with some wisdom 

Young dro at his finest...

Einhorn out

hurricane life

12:30 AM:

arrive at boardwalk and attempt to land sail

12:31 AM:


After that AM:

go to rocks and live like there's no tomorrow (there almost wasn't)

anyways, the cane was huge and the water was rockin'. just persing down at the shore gettin splashed half to shit. so good. got all kinds of salt water in my hair and woke up with salt on my face. then had a shower. if you ever get the chance to go champion a hurricane, it's weel worth it.

also got the blidlife mascot, its a bumper and it needs a name.

any suggestions?

keep the big wheel turnin'


just chillin' watching mrs. butterworth talk about geiko. fucked.

so not much going on, just bough an electric mandolin and it's fuckin persy. and you know what's badass: blade 2.

well the jays didn't make the playoffs but i remain hopeful for the future. we need a new GM who can make big deals and give this club a few new big guns. it seems we're always one step away from the postseason. oh well, the postseason should be a good one.

you know what, blade 2 isn't that good.

anyways, now to the rasho of the week: Steve Guttenberg, for giving us the police academy franchise.

Police Academy

Police Academy 2: Their First Assignment
Police Academy 3: Back In Training
Police Academy 4: Citizens On Patrol
Police Academy 5: Assignment Miami Beach
Police Academy 6: City Under Siege
Police Academy 7: Mission To Moscow

that's one more movie than the leprechaun series!

that's all I got.

We're Back!

that's right folks, we are getting into full swing here at blidlife. it's been an eventful summer but we can only hope it will be a more eventful winter. it's shaping up to be a good one and here are some reasons why:

-raps season
-jermaine o'neil
-baseball playoffs
-biochem (again)
-urinating on public communication devices
-new immediate surroundings
-more frequent blog posts
-more "say a few words about"
-new stuff (ie. logo)
and possibly
-a new writer!

all these things are great and it should be fun but as much as we should be looking foreward lets look back on those we lost and the things we'll miss.

-rasho (in indiana)
-chuck (in chicago)
-TJ (also in indiana)
-carlin (in hell)
no that's rediculus, hell doesn't exist. what the fuck just got into me?

ok this is getting out of hand. lets have a look at the raps:

this year we will retain the core of our group with a few additions. although we lost ford and won't have the same 1-2 punch at the point i think the deal was for the best. if we realistically want a more balanced team we can't have 2 star point guards. now, contrary to popular belief, i'm not an idiot. i agree that getting rid of rasho was for the better, and i say this out of absolute devotion to the rasho way of life. jermaine o'neil is a better choice and even if he doesn't produce as much as some say he will, his preasence should elevate the game of one chris bosh and make the team better. as for the aquisition of matt devlin, he won't be chuck swirsky, and we need to stop listening for swirsky. he's gone, shit happens, get over it and try to find something to like in devlin.

on that note i've got to give the rasho of the summer to cito gaston.
no explanation necessary.

now, i do have some very exciting news:

i'm sure you've heard of pirates. if you haven't that's ok just skip this section this probably won't seem very interesting.

pirates is Back like blidlife!

holy shit.

well that's it for the triumphant return.

stay tuned


In the process of jamming, one leaves behind several things, the predominant one being ones dignity. After several dozen drinks, I can and will almost do anything....Keep jamming

yo, what up?

girv here, just checkin in on this sunny whatever day it is. just wondering how everyone's doing and wishing everyone the best.
anybody catch that propane fire? must've been a beauty.
thus far no medals for canada in the olympics, oh well.
i'm very tired and not sure what else to say other than check out these famous glasses.

catch yall on the flip side

What Really Turns My Crank Vol 1: Considerate Hipsters

Good Afternoon fine Blidaterians,

So this morning I had the pleasure to wait outside a local high end footwear retailer to purchase a really great new pair of sneakers. I got there at about 7am, to wait until 11 to secure a pair of these hard to come by sneakers. When I arrived at 7am, I was the only one there, to the best of my knowledge, and after staking my spot in front of the store, to be the first person to get these, I was alarmed by a young male who appeared to be about 17 or 18..This male came out and informed me that I would have to allow him to get infront of me in line for these shoes, as him and his father, had been sleeping in their car since 2am to get a pair of these shoes...So I was needlessly pissed off, but obliged due to the presence of his father who appeared very agitated at being there in the wee hours of the morning waiting with his son for sneakers....The experience got signifigantly worse before it got better...This young man, started to talk, and honestly didnt stop until after 11 when he had got his sneakers...I enjoy a friendly conversation, but when he was telling me every single article of clothing he owned, and asking everyone in the line what they were wearing.....In my blid mind, I defined him as a Considerate Hipster... A considerate hipster is one who frequents streetwear message boards, and takes pictures of himself adorned with every outfit he owns...He told me that the way I was wearing my "denim wear" was out of fashion, and that it was only hip during the months of March and April 2007...He told me that he soaked his jeans in cold water, and wore them for a week without washing to get perfect creases, and he told me how to fold them in ways which were in for this month....I by no means am anti-hipster, im righ there to wear loud shirt and neon shades...but this guy seemed to just rub me the wrong way(no homo)..

anyways, Im bunning and ready to rock out with new gear in a non-considerate demeanor

Einhorn Out

Arby's Life

Yo whats popping bliditerians...Ive been manzing hard in the corporate world, so needless to say, my blogging has been somewhat sparse, and I apologize to our loyal fan(s?).
anyway, I just persed Arby's and it was finger licking good...beef and ched persies with curly fries..My new favourite fast food delectable..anyway, keep bunning hard

oh hey

girv here, just checking in on this fine young morning to muse about various things that i just need to muse about.

we have a new friend: matt devlin.

the new voice of the raps. now i know that we all love chuck and we miss him, however, this is no reason to judge matt poorly. he's not chuck but that doesn't mean he isn't good. i think we should all give matt the benefit of the doubt.

well i got stuff to do.

wait, no i don't

ps: check out sassy goat, the shipping is just 1 cent if you order $25.00 or more


Good Afternoon Fine blidaterians,

In an effort to get a discount from an internet fashion retailer, I filled out a form to become a member of the street team here is an excerpt from the application

Interests: Blidding, the art of gwopping, Movies about gwopzilla, and persing in various forms
Music: Bach, Sesame Street, Chopped and Screwed Christmas Albums, Tom Jones, Disney Soundtracks
Movies: Alvin and the Chipmunks, Shawshank Redemption, Lethal Weapon 3, Gwopzilla 14: Gwopping in Colonial Times

My application was accepted, so apparently I am what they call a "fashion trendsetter" and worthy of promoting their website...NEedless to say, shipping was too much, so bonna that tingaling


Stupid Doo Doo Dumb

Main Entry: hyphy Pronunciation: "HIGH-fee" Function: adjective Etymology:
Etymology: San Francisco Bay Area, shortened perhaps from English dialect "hyperactive"; other sources cite a combination of "hype" and "fly." Popularized by E-40 and the Federation's song "Hyphy" (2004); first known use on record by Keak Da Sneak in 1998 (on "Cool," from his LP Sneakacidle).
1 : dangerous and irrational: CRAZY;
2 : amusingly eccentric; without inhibition: GOOFY
"They were getting hyphy up in the club Saturday night."

Perse Gang Records presents Fan Mail vol 2...That Purp

Good afternoon fine internetarians and fellow blid life followers, Due to our hiatus and scarce postings, our mailbags have been filling up with curious readers pondering as to where we have been, and occasional hollywood executives sending us offers for movie deals roughly based on our lives(but we turn them an effort to fight the system and keep it real) Anyways, we pruned down the mail and got rid of fitch's daily love letters, and we were left with some real gems....And we present them to you,complete with responses by yours truly.

Letter 1:

Dear Girv, Ive just wanted to let you know that basically you are my hero...Over here in Slovenia, your selfless and comprehensive site on Rasho is the number 2 most popular site in our fair republic, after Lois' profile on lavalife..We just wanted to commend you, and if you ever make it to our frigid wonderland, we will have a parade and make sacrifices in your honour.

Regards, Radoslav Nesterovic the fifth

Our Response:

Well hey man, unfortunately Girv is out of reach right now but ill forsure let him know...We always appreciate the goodwill especially from Slovenians like yourself, On behalf of blidlife we will be sending you some of the persiest nug for your cotting purposes...

Keep Bunning,
Love Lois

Hey guys, keep bunning, I love you

Umm...hey fitch, thanks i guesss.youre a pretty swell guy..anyway, enjoy your persing

Dear Blidlife

Im just a kid who wants to do hoodrat things with my friends, i picked up my buddy who smokes with cigarettes and went joyriding, I am currently incarcerated in a high security prison, and its not really persy..I just want to let you guys know that you keep me going everyday
Latarian Milton

Thanks Latarian, id just like to start off by saying im a big fan of your work, and because of you and your buddy, i smoke with cigarettes and do hoodrat things with my friends...Its always humbling when one of your idols reads your blog and even goes as far as writing to it..anyways, when you get out, look me up,well do hoodrat things with my friends
einhorn out

Dear Blidlife, I am still writing to voice my opposition to the blasphemy and blatant lies you are publishing on your site, my young patterson is still a ginger kid who is easily indoctrinated..Im still trying to find out your location so i can send the appropriate authorities, but i urge you to stop before it gets to that...Patty is still telling me to "chill" my proverbial peen

Dear Lady,
Suck it

Word Life

Whats going on folks, Lois here, reporting from the world of working stiffs and municipal code, This fair morning, i started my latest foray into the world of legitimate employment...I will say tho, that after being free and all willy nilly for the first two months of the summer, this foray will take all of my cunning to legitimately sit still during the work week...That being said, the one thing that gets me through the days here is the enjoyment of going home, entering a world of blid and watching the wire...Which i might add is persy

Anyways, my new slogan on life is WWJD-What would Jeezy do

And in this case ill borrow a lyric from one of my favourite tracks
"Hit the trap till my pockets swoll...Hit the mall, then hit the trap some mo"



I'm not sure if you've heard but george carlin is dead.

take a few moments to let this sink in.

please do not cry, he led the life he wanted to lead and we should all be proud of his accomplishments.

keep it together

Requiem For A Rasho

First Chuck, Now Rasho...Whats happening here, unless Jermaine O'neal becomes suddenly slovenian overnight or loses the ability to hit three point shots, there will always be a hole in my heart. Here are a couple Rasho moments that made Rasho(Radoslav), the Slovenian Superstar that he is
On a slightly more upbeat note, Wanted was a terrible movie, but im fairly excited for This movie 
Should be fairly perse gang...anyways

If you see me on the streets splashing, this will explain everything
Lois out

don't be depressed

we all go through life willy-nilly and happy until something changes or we lose something. what we must all realize is that change is a part of life, and anything that we lose stays with us in our hearts and memories.

these recent months have certainly been a time of loss and change. reed, frank, gibby, ernie, gary, chuck, and now rasho. though rasho is gone we will still retain our status as his official fan site. goodbye my friend, you will be missed.

as for the jays staff, i can't say i agree with the release of gary and ernie, however i do beleive it was gibby's time. welcome back cito. you won't get any negative thoughts from me.

well, whatever

Bake Your Own Ziti: Words I Know That You Dont...Youre Complete Guide to Understanding Lois

Good Evening ladies and gentleman, I am currently gwopping out all kinds at Lake Louise, ooking out over the vast busloads of asian tourists posing or pictures, pretty noodle nation...yadididamean

Anyways, here are some words that I use that you all should it is detrimental to your living, and to my quest to indoctrinate the youths with the patois of lois Einhorn

Gwop(ping)(ped out)(ular): Gwop is a word used to describe cash money, aka cheese aka cheddar aka fettucine aka stacks...Gwopping is the act of being gwoptastic or gwoptacular while remaining gwopped out.
"Yo, What's thizzing rat master, shredder is gwopping out all kinds with April, Gwop Team Assemble"

Personal: Personal is the word used to substitutute the overused and played out word Persy.
"Yo, That New Weezy album is really personal"

stay tuned folks....

and....Listen to Asher Roth

Einhorn out


ok so my last e-mail was met by anger and aggression as the administrator deemed it "inappropriate ". so i responded again by saying: "Listen, I was just giving some feedback to your well proofread e-mail. i don't need you guys telling me I was inappropriate, I know I was inappropriate. The only question is: do you know how inappropriate it is to send an e-mail to a whole fuckload of people with obvious errors in it. I don't think you do. maybe you should lighten up a bit and pull that huge stick out of your ass. do you really thing you can plan a large event with such an uptight attitude. Jesus Christ, your gonna have a heart attack before you even get to order the balloons. Just because we graduated from the same place doesn't give you the authority to deem my e-mails inappropriate. Please don't take this as a message of hate. I was just slightly annoyed that my fairly friendly response to a poorly written e-mail was met with such anger and offense. hey man, I'm just trying to help.

give Fredricks my best

jus keepin' yall posted

good to know

hey folks, its the girv again. just got an e-mail from the alma matter NTCI about the impending 100th anniversary. it's in the year 2012 and i think we should all go. heres the e-mail:

NT will be holding its 100the reunion on May 9-112, 2012. Alumni interested in helping to organize this event are invited to an organizational meeting on Monday June 16th in L8 at NTCI at 7 pm. Information on committees is attached.

and heres my response:

Well, I think we should we should have green balloons. I heard somewhere that green was a good colour for 100the(?) reunion. This guy I knew, he tuned 100 and they had green balloons and he hooked up with like twenty more chicks before he kicked the bucket.

Also, I think we should go to may 113 instead of may 112, 103 days really isn't enough time to celebrate the legacy that is North Toronto.


p.s. Give my regards to Fredricks, I hear he's dong well in his new position.

hope you guys are doin good

Pay Jay

Yo yo yo....So, this past week, while I was in the process of recuperating from my trip, I was surfing the interweb latenite, and stumbled upon something which has since brought yours truly considerable amounts of joy. I discovered, that one of my favourite musicians(Dilla) had recorded another album shortly before his untimely death, and that it was being held from release by MCA records...Usually as a fan I would have waited and bought the album, but some further investigating revealed that even if I were to wait for it and purchase it..none of the funds would go to Ma Dukes or any of the surviving Yancey Clan...So i urge you all to download the album...

-Lois "Diamonds" Einhorn

I Picked Up My Friend Who Smokes With Cigarettes

I wanna do hoodrat stuff with my friends


So Im pretty sure Latarian Milton is my favourite person in the world

good luck chuck

hey, remember when that movie came out?

i don't.

but on a more serious note, our friend, chuck swirsky has left the raptors to do play by play on the bulls. he has done this for personal reasons and i guess we have to respect his decision. it is a very sad day for raptor fans but our hearts and minds go out to chuck and his family as we wish him all the best.

on another basketball note, rasho will be back next year. if we had lost both of them i don't know what i'd do.

anyways got to go take care of some ankle biters.

goodbye chuck

possible hiatus

as you may have heard, lois will be out of commission for awhile. I'm pretty sure they don't have the internet on everest. i am also outish of commision till september. i will try to check in every once and awhile but no promises. so if you have this site as your homepage and you expect to entertained every time you go on the internet, i'm sorry.

some final notes:

raps are out. very sad, but there were bright points in the season. for this reason i am nominating multiple rashos of the week: the entire raps organization, thanks for the great season boys.

it's about 2 degrees up here at camp, used two sleeping bags last night as my cabin has no insulation or heating. still went for a dip though. great stuff.

stay sweet

Fan Mail

This letter was sent in by Jason Jennings of West MiddleField Shire.
Hey Guys,
Im kind of the persiest guy in my small hamlet, which doesnt say much, but still I like to flaunt my persiness as much as possible. I would like to attribute all of the persiness I have acquired to the wonderful writing staff at Blid Life. I would like to let you know that up until last month, I had no idea how persy I was, or what persy even was..But After cotting through your perse, I can now proudly flaunt my smugness and exhibit random acts of perse throughout my hamlet!
Stay Bunning,
Yours Truly,
This one comes from Peggy PrettyPersey Of New Jersey
Dear Guys,
As the mother of a young and impressionable son who has access to the internet and it seems a growing interest in all things persy, I would like to say, shame on you, shame on all of you...Due to your hateful and pro-drug propoganda, I have caught my little Patterson "bunning" on many occasions, and when I catch him, he tells me to chill my peen. I have reported you to the local authorities with the hope that they catch you indoctrinating hippie draft dodgers.

Go to hell,
And sometimes, due to our amazing fan base and wealth of knowledge we get male from readers, who are sometimes confused and seek help from us
Hey guys,
Im 19 and really bunned and wanted to I Gay(please dont post this)
-Matt Fitch

I'd like to say a few words about people who flaunt bullshit

I have many heroes, but none as heroic as George Carlin. perhaps it has been through his "teachings" that I have become so bitter and senile at the ripe old age of 19. so, in his honor, I would like to say a few words about people who are not only full of shit, but they let you know it.

I'm going to start with myself (shocked, aren't you). that's right folks, i have been known to-from time to time-be full of shit. when i talk to children (something i make a living doing in the summer) i am completely full of shit (for the record kids: no, I am not the servant of the prince of New Zealand). in high school, when i told my teachers that i distinctly remembered handing th assignments in and they must have lost it, i was full of shit (and needed an extension). however, i only use my bullshit for personal gain or amusement, i guess you could call it "white bull shit". or not. either way, i do not flaunt my bullshit.

others, however, do not share my respect for the sanity of others. they like to go around telling everyone that they got 98% in calculus (but forget to mention that they have 2% of the social life of the person who got a 70%). or they guy who can't stop telling you about how he knows a guy who knows the MP for Scarborough and if you need some free pens, he can totally hook you up. i would also like to include on this list anyone who reads food labels for anything other than allergies or personal interest. but more on that later.

Al Gore
Al Gore is full of shit. did you see that movie he made? I've seen more interesting shit on you tube. it was a two hour film of a powerpoint presentation about the end of the world. jesus, i could do that in an afternoon. there's so much bullshit on the internet these days i could do a two hour movie on Carrot Top's workout regime. seriously, this guy makes Micheal Moore look like Steven Spielberg. and what about the substance of the movie? there was none. the man rambled on about theories and speculation and used his image as the "ex-next president" to bias it all into truth.
and then we had the coldest winter in decades. how very inconvenient for you Mr. Gore.

people who get good marks but have no friends and are very impressed with themselves. they are full of shit. they think that because they spend 24 hours in the law library and memorize the textbook they're special. they go around flaunting their marks (ie. bullshit) in front of everyone. anyone can spend their life in the library and get decent marks. i don't, as many of you may know, but i could. maybe this sounds dumb, maybe this sounds like an excuse for all my shortcomings, maybe this sounds like pointless rambling (ie. most of my blogs). but i firmly believe in this: it's not what you know, but who you know and what you can get away with. think about it, i don't know shit (that's useful), but i get by.

and when you were a kid did you ever try to dignify yourself through the accomplishments of your parents? "oh, yeh? well my daddy knows Kevin Bacon." fuck you. everybody knows Kevin Bacon. these kids ought to be put on an all trans fat diet.
and what about these people who are concerned about everything they eat. hey i read food labels. but I'm in food science, these things interest me. do you know what carrageenen is? and what about these people who don't drink tap water. what the fuck is your problem? drink the water like everyone else and shut the fuck up.

and what about straight bullshitters? guys who just straight up lie about shit. some examples:

i can throw 80 mph
saturated fats are illegal in the US
chew is illegal in baseball
i have a life size rasho poster
no one has ever discussed switching the nba playoffs to the top 16 teams in the league instead of 8 in the conference

well, i can't say much more that about our favourite uncle than that.

so it seems that everyone from al gore to barry lesser is flaunting their bullshit all over the place.

and it's depressing, but hey, maybe someday it'll all come back and bite them in the ass. and i think that's begun, people are starting to get their comeuppance. people are becoming immune to this bullshit, maybe someday bullshitting will even be a crime. maybe there will come a day when we can all just sit down and admit to being completely full of shit.

well that's a poetic note, and it's a start, and i can dream can't i?

so go ahead, tell someone your full of shit. it might bring relief to your stressful life around this time of year.

well now you know

requiem for greatness

there are no words.
only silence

yup, i wrote that poem. pretty good huh?

well maybe not, but holy shit. frank thomas released by the jays. as mentioned before, there are no words to describe this turn of events, there is only silence, waiting,

what the fuck am i doing with this poetry. my whole world is upside down. ahhhh i'm going fucking crazy here. i feel like i;m gonna be watching the game and the big hurts gonna come up to bat and say "happy belated april fools day guys" and then club (or belt) one out of the park. but probably not. good luck with all your endeavors frank. and i hope my message of good luck (see previous sentence) keep your spirits up in these difficult times.

but seriously, thanks for the good times, you will be missed.

more than reed johnson (sorry reed).

raps lost behind a back-breaking performance by jason kapono (back-breaking? what the fuck is wrong with me).

all round a bad day, but i'm staring to get my throw back so thats nice i guess.

rasho of the week: frank thomas.
well done my friend, see you in the hall

what the fuck, i'm not going to the hall

i gotta stop this madness

Cabin Fever!

Ayeaaa, Its currently 337pm on April 20 2008...This means that in total I have been studying for exams for upwards of 20 days..Which means that I have spent remarkable amounts of time within the Killam Library..I feel like a pavlovian dog waking up every morning, having breakfast, showering and then trudging to the library..Im addicted, One wonders what will happen after exams, will I wake up extremely hungover, trudge to the library, realize I have nothing to do, throw up and then trudge home..I need something that will quell my yearnings for the sterile brick of the Killam library..Any suggestions?

what's going on

ok, so here's what's going on:
today marks the second day in a row I've worn shorts (not those ones you fucking idiot). that means that because of my obnoxiously stubborn personality I will putting shorts on every morning from now until somewhere around the end of the baseball season.

speaking of baseball, how about the rockies and padres? 22 innings? where's Chuck Swirsky, that deserves and "are you kidding me?"

ok so I go to write my physics exam (PHYC 1300). I go to the student accessibilities center because I'm "mentally retarded" and for some reason, the universities want to help me stay in school by giving me extra time on exams (is it possible this is a money issue?). Regardless of their intentions I appreciate the fact that they think I'm "special"(?). Anyways I go, and they're taking a really long time, apparently they can't track down my exam (and I'm retarded). After awhile they tell me that my exam is, in fact, on the 22nd. My prof signed off on the date so either they changed the date or I copied it down wrong and she doesn't read things before signing them. Maybe I am retarded. or maybe not.

so, how's your day going?

The Hobbit

no, I'm not listening to led zeppelin's "ramble on". and I'm not talking about the movies with all the walking and the schizophrenic child with that hair disease that is often seen in Toronto athletes. you know the one.

no, I'm talking about Frank "The Hobbit" Menechino. 2nd baseman and utility man for the Oakland Athletics and the Toronto Blue Jays.

Last night's soirée at the Sky Dome reminded me of the fateful night in 2004 when we actually ran out of pitchers, i mean we fucking ran out. and, well here's what happened:

Jays vs. Yankees
at Sky Dome
Ted Lilly vs. Kevin Brown
John Gibbons vs. Joe Torre
Frank Menechino vs. The World
Attendance: 43541

the jays got off to a good start with Ted Lilly on the mound, they opened up the first three innings by going up 4-0 on Kevin Brown.

the Yankees then came within one with 3 runs in the 4th off a Posda double and a Matsui single. and took the lead with 4 more in the 6th. thus chasing lilly out of the game and giving way to Charles "Vinny" Chulk. after Chulk and Jason Frasor each give up solo jacks the Yankees are up 9-4.

the jays come back though in the bottom of the 8th with a couple of RBI singles from Reed Johnson and Chris Woodward off Paul Quantrill. which gives way to the arrival of Mariano Rivera to try and get a save in the 9-6 game.

then, in the top of the ninth. Dave Maurer comes in and promptly gives up a double, a single, and two walks. giving up one run and leaving with the bases loaded.

and here comes Kerry "lights out" Lightenberg who gives up a grand slam on the second pitch to Ruben sierra. and another home run to Tony Clark on the very next pitch(now 15-6). he then settles down and gets Miguel Cairo to strike out swinging for the first out of the inning. but then gives up two more singles and a 2-run double to Gary Sheffield. luckily, Sheffield got greedy and was caught trying to get to third (yay, 2 outs). then a-rod belted one (or did he club it?) to make it a riveting 18-6 game.

here's where it gets interesting, john gibbons, in only his 19th game as manager, goes to the dugout and Frankie Menechino trots out to the bullpen and then comes to the mound. 2 out, bases empty, the hobbit against Posada. Posada, being the wily veteran he is, swings on the first pitch and gets a single. up comes godzilla against the hobbit (not fair), and he gets on base off the fourth pitch.

and then on the fourth pitch to Ruben Sierra he induces a ground ball to short and this ball game is almost over.

Mariano Rivera then retires the side and gets the save. yes, the save.

it is also noteworthy that frank also pitched an inning for Oakland in 2004, giving up 4 runs on 8 hits thus giving him a career era of 27 in 1.3 innings.

he also had the second most hit by pitches in 2001 with 19. David "spark plug" Eckstein had 21.

it's amazing what you can find on the internet

The Mice are Learning

The art of persing that is.the mice have a 3 point agenda.

1) master the art of persing
2) breed their own army of crickets
3) overthrow their opressive ruler, Benson: Lord Of The Rats

as you can see this is a flawless plan, almost as flawless as using your entire bullpen and turning to AJ Burnett in the 14th.

If only Uncle Owen was still around.
Check out the pictures of Barry in various social situations.
very funny.

By the way, Lorena Bobbit: The chick who cut her husbands dick off with the kitchen knife. Ouch.

Uncle Owen?
Aunt Beru?

library persing?

sorry lois, couldn't think of a better title for a blog post from the library. sad, i know. anyway, just sittin' here, got dylan on the turntable and I'm doin' some physics.

you may notice we have a poll going. if not look to the right. -->
feel free to vote, but keep in mind the fact that rasho led the team in points last night with 20 and 7 boards. when was the last time lebron led his team in points? well, whatever.

speaking of the "Slovienian Slayer" (thanks huggy the bear), our rasho award goes out to:
Dr. Barry Lesser, that's right folks! (need I say more?)

watched my first full episode of cheers last night. Woody Harrelson provides an Oscar worthy performance and Ted Danson is the fucking man. Maybe I should get a psychiatrist.jays with a tough loss last night. McGowan just can't get any run support.

raps get the six seed, we're goin' to Disney World!
don't block the fire exit

First Beej of the Season

Man, that felt good. at first the triple by marlon byrd was a little frightening but I suppose that's a good way to get rid of a year of rust. the beej promptly embarrassed the next tree batters to get his first save in his first appearance of the year. by the way, in case your that slow: I am, in fact, talking about baseball. the Jays get a sweep of Texas in Arlington for the first time in 23 years. AJ with a sub par outing but a good showing from the offense.

raps lost today behind yet another flawless Rasho performance. oh, and bosh had a good night too. speaking of the franchise, check this out. Nothing but class, maybe he reads Blid Life. well Jamario moon reads the rookie rankings, and I didn't even know he could read.

well, I guess that's it

a small intro

I was informed recently that the jays will no longer be serving beer in the 500 level for Toonie Tuesdays, and they will be hiring more security to pat down people coming into the stadium. Although this does not affect me directly as I won't be going to games on Tuesdays; this is just sad. Some idiots decided to show everyone how tough they are by getting in fights with red sox fans. Have you ever met a red sox fan? there's nothing to prove, just point to the scoreboard and tell them to get off the fucking bandwagon, or, if they've been a red sox fan all their life: apologize, and ask if there's anything you can do to help them in this most troubling time. Then make a witty and offensive remark.

Anyways, this got me to thinking: and here's is what happened:

(see below)

I'd like to say a few words about Toronto Fans

Before we get into the nitty-gritty, I would like to present you with my credentials:I was born in Toronto, in east general hospital to be exact, and I have lived at xxx xxxxxx dr. (address not shown for security reasons) all my life. Not including the year I lived in Calgary but who's counting? I am a leafs fan, a raptors fan, a jays fan, and if the FC were playing the galaxy I would be telling David Beckham to go home and fuck his wife (who, I do realize, is much hotter than any wife I could ever hope of having). Booing is my biggest pet peeve (in the parlance of our times), and I don't get pissed off when my team loses nor do I have a grudge against John Ferguson Jr. And most importantly of all I do NOT consider myself a "Toronto Fan".

So, on to the nitty-gritty.

Individually, Torontonians are fine people. But when you put them together in some sort of setting, say, a city or sports venue. They become a group of the biggest assholes in the world, they're rude, they don't acknowledge when others are having difficulty with something and they always have something negative to say about the local sports franchise. The very same sports franchise they claim to "love". Let’s go through it team by team shall we?

The raps:

Probably the best fans in the city, raps fans provided a great playoff atmosphere last year (particularly for Vince carter), and they've been filling the ACC every night for a few months now. Fantastic. T.J. ford injures his neck for the third(?) time in his career and is out for a few very scary months, he returns to a standing ovation, but a short time later he is getting booed for having trouble shooting when he comes off the bench. Lately, the raps haven't been playing very well (actually they've been sucking), and I've noticed that the fans begin to boo very early on if the raps are down. I’m not a professional athlete, but I can't imagine getting booed at home is a very rewarding, helpful experience (unless you’re A-Rod). The Sixers aren't beating us, were beating ourselves. Our 3-point percentage isn't going to get better if every time kapono gets the ball a guy in a kapono jersey tells him he sucks. in fact the only player playing well right now in Rasho, but he's such a wily veteran his game isn't affected by anything. he could be playing for the knicks right now and he'd still be putting up double doubles every night. Basketball is a game of momentum and intensity, so far we have neither.

The jays:

I think Jays fans are probably just as good as raps fans, perhaps even better. The problem is: there aren't any. And those who try to help with clever chirps at opposing players are drowned out by the guy who probably knows more about cricket yelling something along the lines of: "hey Jeter, you suck!". Very clever indeed. I bet there's more openly gay CEO's in this city than knowledgeable baseball fans. And I have nothing against non-baseball people coming to baseball games. Hey, that’s why the Jays aren't in Columbus. But please, for the love of god, SHUT THE FUCK UP! Oh, and don't complain about the pace of the game, if you don't like it, don't watch it.

And now: Leaf fans.
Easily the most abundant Toronto fan, the leaf fan is both stupid, and whiny. Think Anakin skywalker meets, well, Anakin skywalker. However, the average leaf fan is very weak and cannot defend itself in even the most pathetic bout of hand to hand combat. Leaf fans can often be found complaining about the fact that they haven't won a Stanley cup in something along the lines of forty years. Clearly they haven't noticed that the Chicago cubs are currently celebrating the 100th anniversary of their last championship. Although leaf fans are loyal, the organization cannot seem to harness this loyalty (not that they care). the ticket prices are so high, they only blue and white you see at the games are on the ties of the upper class twats who only came to the game to show their Chinese business partners what ice looks like when it's inside. Although the fans, if used properly, would be a great weapon against the other teams, they're stupidity would probably cause an international incident. Maybe we should move the team to Hamilton for a year and see what happens. I hear shock therapy works wonders. By the way, I give the new GM four years to win a championship before someone shoots him. That seems to be the new fad in our "great" city.

So there you have it. And if you're half as smart as I am (which your probably not because your reading a stranger's blog), you've noticed the classic pattern that the fewer Toronto fans you have, the more successful you are. I predict a monster year for the FC, better win quickly before the cement-heads realize you exist.

now you know

Fan of the month

Another new feature to the blog is the fan of the month, to accompany the Rasho of the week this newest honour is bestowed upon those who we deem to be the most loyal and most vocal of all our readers...Every month we will name a fan of the month and they will receive vast internet fame and an opportunity to blid with the creators of this blog, 

The first month of blidlife has been a rough one, from not enabling comments, to our current lack of fanbase..but through the trials and tribulations of this little blog, one fan has been there through the ramblings and even stuck around for the occasional nonsensical post...
Without further ado, the fan of the month for the month(s) of March and April is.......(insert drumroll).....MONICA LEE!!

BIG news!

Hey everybody, we now have comments. After days of not being able to get constructive feedback from our loyal readers (Monica). I have found a way for you all to leave comments. it's very technical but I essentially just spent thirty seconds looking for the button to enable comments and then clicked on it. I am so talented.

So feel free to tell us what huge nerds we are for having a blog. However, be prepared for me to reply by reminding you that you're the one leaving comments on said blog and are, in fact, quite the nerd yourself.

anyway, to business:

jays lost tonight but fought to the end. so much for the big hurt's april slump, I'm not sure why it took him so long to realize that the key to finding one's rhythm is to actually participate in spring training.

as you may have seen (if you haven't check it out), I have started a little tradition called: "a few words about...". it is my firm belief that knowledge is power (G.I. Joe anyone?), and what better way to learn than from an internet blog run by the two bliddest kids in the world (one of whom doesn't even smoke). need i say more? watch for future installments.

don't bite the hand that feeds ya