The Adventures Of Patty The Pigeon

1:30 AM: age discrimination

2:00 AM: head to 8-east and then go to 7-west to check out the kids getting booked at pacifico. find a pigeon sitting on the ground and discover that it cannot fly. carry the pigeon to willy's where the asshole of the year pours an entire can of iced tea on the bird while i'm holding it in my hands.

2:30 AM: get patty to the man cave where it sits outside for awhile.

3:00 AM: get patty to the watchtower and feed it some bread on the balcony, then leave it to rest.

11:00 AM: get patty some breakfast.

3:30 PM: other pigeons start visiting patty on the balcony.

5:00 PM: fire alarm goes off. check on patty only to find that he's gone. so sign of him on the balcony or anywhere on the ground around the building. conduct extensive search with no results. patty presumed alive and flying. cockles of heart begin to warm up.

fly free my friends
girv

I'd Like To Say A Few Words About Facebook

jesus it's been awhile since i did one of these but hey, what can you do?

for the past (insert amount of time facebook has been popular) i have been boycotting facebook. not because i thought it's existence was a crime against humanity (twitter), but because i thought it was being used improperly and i didn't want to be sucked into the culture. i used to feel the same way about cell phones, i saw people talking on the phone in the car, in restaurants, in movies, and while being served at the grocery store. i thought to myself that i would never be that rude and that i would never get a cell phone. then i found out that the phone in my apartment didn't really work. i was forced to get a cell phone, something i saw as a "big deal". not true. i don't do any of the things i hated about people who use cell phones. i realized that there was nothing wrong with the concept or the technology but it was how people were using the technology. so when i heard about facebook i saw people on huge ego trips measuring their worth by how many "friends" they had, and by scowering the web looking at pictures of themselves as if they had forgotten what they look like. well, that's what i have a mirror for, and if i need a website to tell me who my friends are, then i probably don't have any real friends at all. i was so afraid of a website changing who i was that i cut myself off from it completely. what i didn't realize was that facebook could keep me in touch with people i hadn't seen in a long tome, or get in contact with someone who checks facebook more often than their e-mail (ie. everyone). i realized that getting facebook was no bigger a deal than buying a new set of spoons for your kitchen. sure it's a change, probably for the better, but who really cares. so now i have facebook.

add me if you can find me

now you know
girv

Road Trippin

first off, apologies to those who are pissed off at the fact that we have not blogged since we got back home. i can only cite our laziness as the cause and hope that you understand. as for the trip here it was fitch and the girv in the most reliable vehicle in the world. here's a recap:

broke gott's mom's jam before we even left (it was wrapped in the bathrobe).

had a pretty good time through ontario but just before we hit quebec the enine started to overheat. we took a look under the hood and realized that there was a coolant leak. so we high-tailed it to a truck repair station where a lovely old machanic named larry(?) and his young apprentice helped us out. turns out the cap for the fluid was loose and the coolant was spewing everywhere. anyways we learned that a good quick fix for a radiator leak is to drop a couple of eggs into the coolant lines. hum. after that we had dinner at a subway with the most open floorspace you will ever see in a submarine shop. anyways, montreal was a complete disaster. we drove about 10 km into the city and were told we had to turn around and go back the way we came then go around the city because of some small construction. the rest of montreal can only described through the muse of video:


we stopped at a motel outside of montreal and got going early the next day. although it is a nice drive, there wasn't much that happened. new brunswick sucks. here are some visuals:

Persy apples

Gasin' up

HOME!

ACTUALLY HOME!

The sea


let it begin
goisburger

here's a recap:

rashoooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

-girv

Hedo

Hedo?

blood fiyah(sic)

whats persing fine friends and foes, its lois here checking in from the screwface capital(toronto). its been a pretty perse summer, mad chilling on the yeast coast and variable amounts of sussing back in toronto..Girv, message me when youre back in toronto..we must dank various dankables and your blid ratings are required..all i can say is borneo mixed with jet fuel with a hint of raspberry...jeahhh

anyways, google andy milionakis zombie for a  larf or several

your homie

Lois

miss me yet?

just chillin here at la campo. apparently lois can't take time out of her rigorous schedule to post so i will instead. been having fun here went on a trip with all the trippers which can be summed up in this picture:


then i took my whitewater rescue technician course which can be summed up in this video:
(it's me on what can only be described as a zipline through water)



so, derosen eh? looks like a good guy. i'm down.

hope yall are having a good time wherever you are.

by the way check this shit out:




throwback!
girv

Lifes a Gamblor

Mens are cutting the cheese like whoaingtons...........blood

Dangerbears

I honestly have no idea what the title means, Im fairly hungover...on another note, last night was fairly jokestastic, mens juicing on the porch in the finest form, followed  by  a little visito by the Chilean navy, who brought over this drink i think that had cognac and tequila in it, regardless....It tasted like water

Mens are posting all over this fine city for the first bit of the summer, getting my class tip on and of course my sunburn tip...

Anyway, im mad hungover and pretty cheesled about not being able to catch the last 5 minutes of criminal minds, damn you rapidshare..

back to the cave

your boy, 

Lois

hey you guys

was ap?

it's the girv, i'm like a cheap ho. but not really. whitelaw would never describe me as such however if he were to be describing himself; that would be a whole new ballgame. speaking of ballgames. how about those jays. gotta love this shit.

was in TO last night for a couple of hours. maybe you saw me but probably not. if anyone is wondering what happened to the answer. it's gone. endo storyo.

here's a fun little thing


and here's another:


just went on on a little 45 minute canoe trip to get some beers. little buggy on the portage though. and we broke the seat on the canoe. oops.

hey lois are you still alive or what?

post something
girv