Do You Wanna Be Somebody Else?

So here is one I have been ready to do for a little while now. It's Post 11 "A song from a band you hate". I am actually really excited for this one since I am very opinionated when it comes to music and there is tons of stuff I dislike and even despise but there are very few artists I hate. In order for me to hate something there has to be no redeeming qualities or merit to anything the group has ever put out and there is only one group I can truly say this applies to.

I feel gross just putting this video on here. My blog has been violated!

My problem with Simple Plan boils down to one simple point. They are the biggest posers in the world. If you look and listen to what they do you see they release an album of music that is whatever is popular at the moment. Their first album was a cheap Blink-182 or Sum 41 rip off and had all their albums been that I wouldn't have that much of a problem with Simple Plan. Heck even on their second album which was a bit darker and sounded exactly like Billy Talent wasn't too large of a departure. Then they officially become shape shifting clones after their third album when they went almost complete pop because that's what was selling at the time. Simple Plan is the equivalent to guy who cheers for whatever won the Superbowl or respective championship and completely denies and forgets cheering for a different team the year before. We all know that person and we all have utter disdain for them since they have no opinion/style of their own and that's Simple Plan in a nutshell.

So I'm back home for a few weeks and I decided to not tell anyone except for a select few that I was returning and so far I am glad that's how I decided to handle it. Usually whenever I come home my phone goes off constantly and I find myself running all over to please everyone. This time I have spent two days at home relaxing, recharging, and recuperating. This does not mean I will not tell my friends and acquaintances that I am in the area since that would mean I would end up on the opposite side of the scale and see no one which would be no fun at all.

I've come out of internet exile and am now checking Facebook at least once a day just to see what everyone is doing. When I was in exile I nearly went insane a few times since I have a compulsive need to know everything about everyone which is rather inconvenient when you know people are telling and keeping secrets but I digress. I did go on Facebook a few times during exile to find out required information for a few events and to fulfill social customs and wish friends Happy Birthdays. I'm glad I went into exile for a little while since I now no longer feel the need to check Facebook every hour. The same applies to Twitter which I haven't returned to except to delete all links to my blog since I have decided I don't want future employers and random followers knowing most of the things I talk about here.

Where Am I Going? Wouldn't You Love To Know.

I like Mondays. Most people don't but for me Monday is my Saturday, this is due to the fact that I work evenings and weekends. Most people don't like it but the way my shifts work out I can still do things after work on Friday and Saturday and sleep it off Sunday afternoons then I have two days where I can more or less do what I want. I can go home to P.A. like I did yesterday or I can stick around Yorkton and do... well I could do nothing but that's not the point. There is only one thing that I don't like about my schedule. Note that I say schedule and not Job because I love my Job. Anyways the problem with my schedule is that from time to time good things happen on Saturdays and they happen far far away from Yorkton. Such as The SYP March Mini happening this weekend. If you wish to ask how I feel about my schedule don't, I have answered that question so many times that soon I am going to start making up answers such as "I don't like working on weekends but if I drink enough I forget I'm at work". Or maybe "I don't even show up I just voice track it a few weeks in advance".

I still love coming back home to P.A. the girl who was living in my bedroom has left so I have my nice water bed back and as earlier stated whenever I come home the liquor cabinet opens up. Sometimes if I am lucky there will be some new and exotic thing that Dad recently found. Yesterday it was a Black and Tan. For those of you who have never had the good fortune to have a Black and Tan or knowing what it is. Simply put it is Ireland's greatest export. To make a Black and Tan you require Guinness and Harp (Irish Ale) you can theoretically use any ale such as Keiths but Irish Ale ads to the legitimacy. You fill a pint glass half full with Harp and then very delicately and slowly poor the Guinness on top of the Ale. If done correctly you should have some nice tan ale sitting in the bottom of your glass and some dark Guinness sitting on top. I have decided it is now my goal to make the perfect Black and Tan. It will take time and practice but if you mess it up you just stir it and now it's an almost as good half and half. So should you come to Yorkton be prepared to be offered the greatest beer beverage there is.

And I'll Never Promise Anything Again

I am having another strange experience at home. I decided I would come home to P.A. for a few days despite the fact that my family won't be home for another hour and I have been here since Sunday night. One of the things I always like about coming home is that it always seems like my favorite things were eaten for supper a day or two before I arrived and because I come from a family of functioning alcoholics I will be offered an alcoholic beverage of my choice. When I arrived home I knew nobody would be here but I wasn't quite prepared for how weird it would be. Before I go on I should also mention that my parents left last Sunday my sister left on Wednesday and the girl that is staying with us left Friday. So one of the first things I noticed was that the house smelled different so I decided to wander around and discovered the smell was dirty dishes and stale bread. I decided to check the fridge to see if there was anything I could whip up quickly to eat. There may have been I don't know but I know that the fridge smelled awful thanks to ancient leftovers and rotten vegetables. I decided that since I was here and things needed cleaned I would do the dishes and get rid of some of the other clutter and mess scattered around the house. After doing this I decided that a drink would be nice so I went to the holy cabinet and decided that a nice rye and coke or rye and ginger to help relax. I was happy to find that there was a nice full bottle in the cupboard unfortunately it was unopened and I just couldn't bring myself to break the seal so I instead decide to try something I have never tried before and it wasn't all that bad so it wasn't a total loss.

It's my favorite time of the year right now. That's right folks it's political attack ad season! Both the Conservative Party federally and the NDP provincially have decided to either defend their honor and stop an election or gear up for a scheduled election. It's all very serious stuff but I still find it amusing since neither of them are very effective. However after seeing these ads I am very glad that we don't follow the American style of political ads. Ours are kind of bland and boil down to vote for us and not the other guys are almost identical to us and run for about a week. On the other hand American ad's a very angry and boil down to don't vote for the other jack wagon who is possibly a Nazi and run for almost a year sometimes. It will be interesting to see what happens this year. I know I will be voting for the first time in the fall provincially at the latest but there is always a chance that I will be voting federally before that thanks to the joys of the minority government.

And If You Want To Be Free, Be Free

I am starting to realize I *might* be bad a driver. I began to wonder about a few weeks ago when I hit the ditch in my way for the 8th time and I believe it was confirmed when I did it for the 9th time on Sunday. Then when you factor in 3 speeding tickets 2 collisions and a rollover well the numbers speak for themselves. However it is my belife that only 1 of the collisions and 3 of the times I hit the ditch were my fault. All the other ones legitimately are the fault of other drivers, unavoidable road conditions, or a vehicle malfunction in a car that wasn't my own. In fact when I look at the total kilometers driven my accident to kilometer ratio is probably an incident every 10,000 kilometers which isn't horrible but still could use some improvement. Looking only at my driving 2011 is way worse than 2010 and 2009 but still better than 2008 and 2007.

Something shocking has happened back home in Christopher Lake. My room is no longer my room! I knew this was coming for the last few months and last time I was home I cleaned it out and put all my remaining stuff in boxes for use at a later date. However it didn't truly hit me until I went home on the weekend and instead of sleeping in the water bed in my room that is currently housing one of my sisters friends I slept in the spare room. This is arguably one of the most unsettling things I have ever experienced I always operated under the assumption that the only thing that never changes in the word is your room back home. Alas this is not the case. The person currently occupying my room is a nice enough person they play many of the same video games I enjoy and is a vegetarian but I still feel slight resentment because they have invaded what was previously the only space that was mine and mine alone. Now I have no such space but that's a whole other issue in itself.

- Crash Johnson

P.S. The other day one of my friends read one my blog posts out loud to me and I couldn't get over how boring it sounded. My apologies to you if you die of boredom reading this.