THE EMO PUPPY RETURNS
That's right, I'm bringing you another lovely production of T.I.'s blog of justice and awesome.
That's right gangster g mother fucker, it's bloggerin' time!
WEEEE-HEE-HEEEE!!!! (I have far too much energy for this time of night)
So, what am I going to start with???
SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPER MARIO GALAXYYYYYYYYYYYY!
AAAUGH! This game is SO freakin' good. I bought it on the release day (as I was planning) and brought it home. I honestly couldn't believe the game. I avoided what reviews I could until I'd tried the game for myself, and if I had to sum it up into one line, it'd be this: "Why can't all video games be this fun, challenging, and innovative?" It's so true though. I mean, a lot of what you see out there in the current world of video games TENDS to lean itself towards violence, sports, and cars (there are some outliers, but they usually get the credit they deserve); I'm not saying that I dislike these types of games (they do have their place), but I think I'd honestly forgotten what it was like to totally become immersed into a game. The gameplay, the story (as absurd as it is) , the collectibles (in the game), and the world (or, out-of-this-world if you like [I do!]) designs are so well sewn together that it was easy for me to get sucked in and love every second of it. I've collected somewhere around 55-60 of the 120 stars in the game, and I know I'm going to want to beat it at least once more (more or less because the second time through you get to play as Luigi!). I could keep going, but I think seeing the game itself would do a better job than my description.
But before I continue on, I will note that the game has scored no less than a 9 (out of ten) on most all of the high-traffic video game review sites (not that this always matters, but when the critics align around the high end of the scale, people tend to pay attention). Also, one particular site actually gave the game a score of 11/10. I think it was to grab attention.
Okay, moving on I suppose.
I got this neat collectible coin with my pre-order
and I went ahead and had EB make good on their one year "return it for no real reason" warranty on my DS for this baaaaad mother fucker.
and I also picked up the new Jimmy Eat World CD (it's not that bad, I like it more than I liked Futures).
Woo!
So what else have I been up to besides school and work (WHICH I FEEL LIKE IGNORING TODAY... FUCK THAT SHIT MAY-ON, I TWAINT GOTS THE TIMES FOR THAT SHIZZLY)...
I MADE CHILI THE OTHER WEEK (my shift button is starting to get pissed off at me)!
Wanna see how I did it (Secret recipe stuff excluded of course)?
Here it comes, but I feel like writing it in EXTREME TYPING FORMAT (brought to you by POWERTHIRST I and II <--- two separate links)
SO HERE GOES!
FUCK YEAH, IT'S CHILI TIME BITCHES.
CHECK THIS SHIT OUT!!!!!
FIRST YOU GOTTA FRY UP SOME BEEF (OR NOT, IT'S UP TO YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!)
THEN WHILE THAT'S ON THE GO, FUCKIN' TEAR IT UP WITH SOME ONIONS AND SHIIIIIIIIIT (LIKE ONE RED AND ONE WHITE, YEAH CANADA CHILI)!!!!!!
TOTAL GARLIC MAX-OUT!
BEEF-IFY IT, BITCHES!
WHAT'S THAT RUMBLING I HEAR? IS IT THUNDER? NO!!!
IT'S BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAN-ZILLA!!!!!
OH YEAH BABY! TOMATOES, STOCK, SPICE IT, AND SIMMER TO THE EXTREME!
Yeah, I'm sorry about that.
So now that that is out of my system, moving on to what I did last weekend.
As some of you know, Danielle and I went up to visit my Dad in Fredericton accompanied by my sister and her friend Erin (who shares a similar sounding but differently spelled last name, so she was incognito). We started on our way late Friday afternoon, and got there in alright time. I drove for the first bit, but it wasn't the easiest since it was raining on and off, and (most likely the worst part of the trip) I had a brain splitting migraine. Once we got to Truro (which REEKED of cow poo on our way out AND on the way back - except for a 2 meter radius around the wendy's where we stopped for supper on Friday that smelled of grease [I've dubbed this the "Baconator Effect"]) we ate, and Dale took the wheel for the remainder of the trip. After almost running out of gas between Gagetown and Oromoncto (the gas light was on for at least a half hour while we were going about 120 Km/H) we managed to stop and put a little fuel in for the last bit of the trip. We got to my Dad's and kicked our feet up, and did some homework. Then it was bed.
Saturday was a blast! We got up, had breakfast, and got ready and goofed off around the house for a bit.
Then it was off to the mall. And if you didn't know, that's pretty much the only thing to do in Fredericton during the day: Go to the mall. Even if you want to go see a movie, you have to go to the mall. Not that that's a bad thing, I like the mall there. We walked around, and I pondered some gifts to be getting people for Christmas while Danielle did some real shopping. Eventually, we met up with Patrick while Jessica ran off with her friend. After we finished up at the mall, Pat, Danielle, and I headed to Pat's place to hang out for a bit. We jammed for a bit, and then kicked out some weird experimental jam. Haha.
After we picked up Jessica and Erin, we went back to my Dad's for dinner. We had tacos, which my Dad made up from scratch (no packaged seasoning for that guy), other than the shells/wraps. He made guacamole too, and it was so face-meltingly good. So we all sat and ate and talked and it was really fun. I'd even go as far as to say it was my favorite part of the trip.
JESSICA DOESN'T MOVE EVER!
Those flowers whispering things at me.
After dinner, we played Cranium (Canadian Edition). It was really fun. Danielle and Pat won, those dirtbag cheaters.
Who's emo NOW, bitch?
For the rest of the night, we just kicked around the house and talked with my Dad and Elizabeth.
Sunday rolled around, and Danielle and I spent the majority of the morning playing with the dog, whom we tired out. We took off around 1:30 and stopped for lunch at the Silver Fox in Salsbury. What a fringgin Big Stop that place is. The food was pretty good. Look, more pictures!
I was honestly going to take pictures of what we ordered, but I got caught up in how good it was that I forgot to. I drove the whole way home, which was officially the longest drive I've ever made. Ever. As we were going through the Coboquid Pass (which should be studied for it's unique and scary weather patterns, IMO) we hit a serious amount of snowfall for such an otherwise clear drive home. We were going as slow as 70 KM/H for a good 20 minutes with little-to-no visibility. I was really scared that the rest of the drive was going to go like that, but once we were clear of the toll booth and we had driven about 2 minutes (holy fuck my laptop battery almost died. that would have sucked.), it was back to the high speeds. Also, I'm pretty sure the cruise control on the car actually saved Danielle and I a quarter tank of gas. We got home safe (as I'm NOT writing this from beyond the grave) and in good time too! That night, Danielle, my Mom, Jessica, Jennifer (daughter of the old woman my mom takes care of daughter), Jo-Jo (Jennifer's daughter) and myself went to see August Rush, which was good. I like music based movies. All in all, it was honestly just a relaxing weekend. I slept well, got to see my family, and I had a lot of fun.
Well, I'm done here now. I can't believe I got through all of this in one sitting. Tomorrow brings work, as does Friday day. Danielle and I will be taking in the Feist concert on Friday night, and then on Saturday, Danielle is leaving for TO. Things are in the works for Saturday night (because a double birthday weekend IS a cause for celebration).
GFY,
Tony I
Quote of the day: "Going through the old blogs lets me see the evolution of beardo tony. And beardo... every one of my friends" - Dan Rodgers.
Pic of the day: Patrick and his "Puppet (?)"
that's it.