Where are you now?

The Olympics have been on, in case you haven't noticed. While watching said Olympics, we have been inundated with shots of Americans, i.e. Michael Phelps and George Bush.

With all of these PR shots of the president, it got me thinking. (Uh oh)

Everywhere we look, people are making fun of the guy. However, he was re-elected! Where are the 50.7% of the people who voted for him? Did every member of the media vote for Kerry? This is not to say I support the current regime, but if I was new to US politics, I would be mighty confused.

Recap of the popular vote.
Popular vote
Bush: 62,040,610 (50.7%)
Kerry: 59,028,444 (48.3%)
(From Wikipedia)

Where are you, 50.7% of the people? If you voted this way, defend it. Or else vote differently! How sad would it be, if you voted one way and then derided the result?

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Song Of The Moment: Cassie - Is It You?
Comment: Are you the one that voted?

Another story

Five second story.

Imagine two people walking down the street towards one another.

In Toronto, the protocol (to my knowledge) is to move to the right and let each other pass.

In New York, the protocol (to my knowledge) is to play chicken with one another until one person moves at the last second.

In Toronto, the number of occurrences is quite small.

In New York, this happens for the ENTIRE STRETCH that one walks, whether it be the 10 minute walk to the subway or the 2 minute walk to the intersection.

And you wonder why New Yorkers are angry.

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Song Of The Moment: Mario - Crying Out For Me Remix Feat. Lil' Wayne
Comment: Lil Wayne is funny.

Messed up.

Story 1:

I'm at work.

Going to the bathroom, minding my own business.

A glow emits from the crotch of the gentleman next to me.

I think he... was.. texting. While using the urinal.

I will never borrow his phone.


Story 2:

I'm getting my hair cut.

The barber asks me how I want it.

I say "#2, thin out the top".

He cuts it.

I ask him to thin it out some more.

He cuts it shorter, to the point where my head is essentially a buzzcut all around.

I realize after I leave that he doesn't speak English.

That would have helped at the beginning of the session.

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Song Of The Moment: Boys Like Girls - Thunder
Comment: Good song.

Bye bye Rogers.

For as long as I can remember, I have been making uncool payments to Ted's corporation. This time, it is not Mosby's, but instead, Rogers'.

Starting now, I am no longer tied to a Canadian carrier. About freaking time!

Now about my American contract. I don't want to talk about it. It's not the same. There is email, and txt, and it's more expensive.

*sigh*

I'll be paying some sort of carrier for the rest of my life. Or at least until I am incapacitated.

Weather note: 40 degrees is not cool. I can't function in this weather.

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Song Of The Moment: Kylie Minogue Feat. Mims - All I See
Comment: My summer song. Calling it now.

Baller

Tiger is something else. The link above is SI's Fortunate 50, essentially how the baller-ist athletes roll.

Tiger. Phil(?!) Br0n-Br0n.

Tiger has made $800 million in his career.

First is shock and awe. Second is: how much has Nike made from Tiger?!

Bah.

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Song Of The Moment: Jay Chou - Silence
Comment: Everyone is sleeping. This song seemed appropriate.

Memories

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" - Nas (actually Biz Markie)



This was awesome. I'm not even acknowledge anything to the contrary.

Fly kicks next.

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Song Currently Playing: Counting Crows - Angels Of The Silences
Comment: Storytellers. Good old Youtube.

Sheep!

I admit it. I am sheep. Seeing other people blog regularly makes me want to do it.

Alas, there is no time. Maybe I will moblog! Probably not.

Quick recap of the weekend:

Saturday: Haircut + beer. At the SAME TIME. What a cool concept. Saturday was a dud. Jay was supposed to meet up with a friend. They went MIA. By the time we figured it out, we lost all notion of leaving the house. Which meant more Madden for all.

Sunday: Basketball. Then a run around Jackie O. Let me tell you. That was death at its most extreme. It was such a great feeling at the end, but the entire act of subjecting myself to a run around the reservoir after that marathon basketball game was something... wait for it... legendary.

I already miss How I Met Your Mother.

Damn OCD.

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Song Of The Moment: None. No time for new songs. My oldie is Cute Without The 'E' (Cut from the team). Deal with it.
Comment: See above.