winter hunting

with winter around the corner, i just need these last two pieces and im set for my entire school career (and beyond)...



with my fruity look, i need a dash of hood for balance. keep it classic too.
wu-tang forever!


and a coat that wont make me look 12, with a hood... again, to keep it hood.

can't find one online right now, but i've always liked Han's parka in ESB.
if its good for Hoth, its good for me!



this cap is a definite 'want' rather than a 'need'...
but its just so pretty.




charge it!

bobby lee

LHC continued

other than trying to replicate a miniature big bang, the LHC can potentially create a black hole. if so, we can either all die vaporized in a explosion of light, or implode into nothingness.

lhc-webcams

serious! also serves as motivation to find boobs to grab beforehand. *sigh

btw: all my LHC news is via Gizmodo.

Awwww!

Yea! that's the jam.
nostalgically fresh!



The Renaissance.
Oct. 14? or Nov. 4th?

Semester 1 Rundown

taking 4 classes at dawson in lab tech:

pre-cal: my teacher is pretty hot. either my desperation level is affecting my standards, or yea she is hot... or should i say hot enough? hehehe. ugh.

intro. to lab tech: this is the first class i've ever had that's totally devoted to getting you that money. the class title mislead me to believe there would be lab work involved, but none whatsoever. our classwork is talkin about the industry, how to get the job, what to look for, the status of the market, etc. i soaked it up. my teach also had unique glasses that snapped together at the bridge of his nose. say wha? pimpin.

gen. chemistry: my teacher is originally from sarajevo, an aunty type lady with an accent. nice. interestingly, she partially lost her hearing when her town was bombed. heavy!

my class peers are... meh. and i'm stuck with em for the next 3 years. first off, no hot girls. most are guys, the kind that aren't cool but are nice? jah. couple of aunty types that slow down the class cause they're not familiar with computers. so topics like e-mails and word processing is painful.

i have a familiar face tho from one of my night classes for the prerequisites. Dimitri. he has a lil jr. 'autistic' quality to him. he's like socially inept. he had already ruffled the class a few times. i can stand him, but for three years? from the start, i set him straight. yes i know you, yes i'll work with you, but don't ever bug me. so far so good. nice guy, but in small doses.


in conclusion, i'd take school over work anyday.



yippe-kay-yay motherf*ckas.

apple breaks heart

ugh. ever since i've hopped on the Apple bandwagon, i've stayed in touch with their news. now with their new refreshed line of gear from their "Let's Rock" event, i can't help but feel cheated. before the event i've expressed plenty of gripes (among a plethora of pros, mind you) with my recent purchase of my macbook and ipod touch. more so with the touch tho.

the first day i had the ipod touch, i already played with the thought of selling it. if i had known an upgraded version of the ipod touch was coming out, i would have definitely done so. my macbook 'Noir' was the only thing i really essentially needed. the touch was honestly expandable. my big three 'gripes' were:


a) it's too big for a portable device. i couldn't listen to it while working, stored in my pocket due to the size.

b) lack of exterior music control access. i would like to refrain from pulling out such a flashy device in public as much as possible. and having to directly navigate within the touch just to toggle the volume or skip to the next song did not help.

c) exterior speakers. i wanted so bad for this to be my alarm clock and it won't do that without some internet searching, program downloading and a lil hacking. fuck that. be a clock and show me the time! be an alarm and wake me up in the morning with my song of choice! do something frig. yuck.


the more i play around with it, i find that many areas Apple sacrificed functionality and the practical all for a more unique interface. and these aren't like fantastical 'i wish it can do the impossible' type of gripes, but common-sense every-day-useful type shit. gahd! anyhow, with the new 2nd gen. touch i can only sell mine under the original value. nobody will pay the same price for an older touch (used even). bastards. i should've trusted the Force.


so in conclusion, me and Apple have had our first fight. i will never look at her the same.




duped.

alive to see another day

... to see it blow up on another day.



and stephen hawking gives the LHC the middle finger. hehehe




boom!

can i get a-

...FUCK YOU!



what's worse than police? toy cops. mall security. office security. westmount public security. went out last night and had trouble walkin back to my car with some friends. i was gloating how i found free parking for the day in which a security truck (like in the picture) came into view behind us.

"Shit. Bitch better not have given me a ticket, fuck."

the truck passed us and came to halt a few feet ahead of us. walkin passed it, the 'bitch' asked if i had something to say.

"Nope."

and continued on saying to watch my mouth.

"Sure... ?"

powertrip to the 5th degree. it was prolly her bleeding day.
i didnt care much of the 'exchange' but atleast i can walk away saying:

"So... a HOT chick talked to me today."

she was HOT .




fuck the police!

art. beer. lazy. acids.

with the new look celebrating a year of blogging, my intentions have gone through an upgrade of sorts as well. i still aim to share my own personal perspective on present day 'culture' ranging from the popular and all that is geek. i have also started in a new direction in my education, undertaking a 3 yr. career program in Analytical Chemistry at Dawson College. i'll be sharing my acid-base adventures from here on. as for my aspirations in reaching that 'artist' status, that will temporarily put on hold. i have plenty of time afterwards to continue to get my BFA. i will continue my practice, but sadly on a lower priority (meaning when i have the time). that's pretty much it.

another important fact is that, i will be updating on a more regular and frequent basis. armed with my new trustee macbook "Noir' and having plenty of available time on my breaks at school, this blog'll be more busy than the Mos Eisley Cantina during happy hour!

show some love and keep me on the regular.



here's to another year.

HAPPY 1 YEAR!

DCD turns one... welcome dirty color diet 2.0!

*just having mad trouble with my expanding posts... fug!

stacy d-dash!

this video popped into my head out of nowhere at work last night...



classique.

*for the record, i prefer stacy dash over halle berry.



hot.

we gotta do this!

word on the street, the suits of montreal are aiming to bring back the international and universal exposition to montreal in 2020. mtl hosted in '67 and it was considered the most successful fair in history. it did wonders for the city, inspiring a baseball team, the birth of the architecturally weird Habitat 67 and the Biosphere, finalizing the metro subway system and the underground city (mall thing), and gave reason to play God with the St-Lawrence and spawning man-made islands (dubai what!). it was also a big draw for my parents to immigrate to montreal. so technically, if expo 67 happened in Russia, i'd be bloggin in a java u in russia now, hehehe.

the city needs a boost (apart from winnin that BOARDWALK spot in monopoly). we're due for another golden age. the 60's and 70's was the last bright era (expo '67 and the 76' olympics). since then, seems like the city's been coasting.

anyhow, 2020 is quite far, prolly have kids by then, but its exciting to think about it.



peeps the news here.




let's make it happen!

loving that galaxy far far away

im coming across a lot of star wars action on the 'net' here surfin at java u...





RD-D2 Alarm Clock Projection via gizmodo.com


i'd get this if the alarm was a projection of leia tappin artoo, repeating "... help me obi-wan, you're my only hope." leaving me to respond groggily each mornin, "yea thats right baby, who's your master." EVERY-time...


Death Star over San Fran via exclusivetm.com


im still on this shit... i let this shit play in the background whenever. first time thru, my mouth was open for a good minute. second time, the only thing running thru my mind was how if that shit was real, i'd drop everything in my life and sign up for the Imperial Academy ASAP. "...but j, they're evil." evil shmevil. i wanna ride the frign Death Star son!


BAPE's Nigo's SW Collection wordup mstrpln!



not a fan of BAPE, but the man behind the empire has a collection that owns my respect. clickity-clak to jump to the youtube video. shit reminds me of Rob Schneider's "The Benchwarmers" where jon lovitz character is a geek billionaire with SW (n other geek culture) memorabilia. reason enough to rent the movie. i wonder if nigo has that artoo alarm clock...


The Clone Wars Movie



nope. still havent seen it. and in no rush to do so. meh. straight up, im tired of the clone wars. did they really need a clone wars movie? i do think the clone wars as a subject has endless story possibilities. but you dont need an animated movie to explore that. i've seen enough of anakin. i wanna see Vader. i wanna see Vader in his prime, hunting down Jedi. animate that!



i find your lack of faith, disturbing...

hoity toity

guess who's bustin his too-cool-for school macbook Noir in a oh-so-hip Java U writing up his BLOG with a tea and muffin rockin an american apparel v-neck & hoodie?


(not actually java u...)


i'd never would have thought i'd be in such a... stereotypical position.


5 years ago (or is it 8? dayam...), if i got that Computer Science DEC, by this time i'd be this guy:



...what? yea, i'd be black.



p.s. in my defense, im only at java u cause Calories is still under renovations. other than that, guilty as charged.



conformity is a bitch...

bring it back barack!

I don't watch much tv. i was on the olympics recently. i do sportscenter with breakfast. the times i do sit down to peep tv, i'm on CNN. i love me that CNN. i eat it up, particularly the big 3: oil price drama, energy vs. environment, and hoyea, the presidential race! even tho im frign canadian. but i cant help but feel that anticipation and hope of change down there in the US. and whatever happens, the changes (good and bad) will be felt up here. im with Barack Obama. but even if Barack (KOW) falls, John McCain aint bad either.



With Obama in office, he'll bring back that charm and the dominant image the U.S. once had. hell with his skin color, if he was white i'd still have his back. i see him as the people's champ. its cool he talks about changing the country for the better, but with him its the bigger picture, i get the sense he aims to regain that super power image that leads the world with their own positive actions.



Hillary Clinton, of the three, would have done the best job actually. now that i think of it. she has the charm and new image of change, along with the experience and that female determination to get the job done. and Bill in her corner, she'd have a great mentor.



McCain did time. he's a soldier (or marine, wtv) and he has the motherfckin army behind him. of the three, he would be the only one that can bring home their troops from afghanistan properly and efficiently. he knows war first hand and what it takes to fight and end war. he wont bring the new hope of a better America, but he'll do the job. and his VP Sarah Palin does give him some hip points. she brings some of the Hillary flavor. and yes, she's real easy on the eyes.

All three bring the hope. only two left. exciting times.


U-S-A! U-S-A!

catch this!

the other day, a class was spent in examining the term 'catch-22' for some reason. lost like luke in the middle of hoth, i wikipedia-ed the mother.

Catch-22

... yea i wont be using the term anytime soon.

HOLY

SHIT!



dec. 6th 2008.

i aint even kidding...

GEEK ALERT: who is...

the RED HULK!?

i love comics. i've been on and off the past couple of years. the last arc that i remember reading would be the whole Civil War on marvel (which was historically awesome). that and re-reading some batman trade paperbacks after watching the dark knight. but now, surprisingly i got caught into the incredible hulk and the Planet Hulk/World War Hulk arcs. Crazy! in short, hulk gets shot into space for being too dangerous by the superhero iluminati (genius!) and ends up takin over a war torn planet. he makes his way back to earth and goes after the superhero iluminati and completely owns everybody. afterwards, a new hulk has shown up, with red skin and begins killin bad guys and trashin heroes which is all building up to his true identity... heavy.




i need a gf...

iona rozeal brown

... is an artist from washington d.c. whose paintings reflect her upbringing as an african-american with an interest and exposure to asian culture. heavy. she has the old traditional japanese painting style down pat. and adding her spin of hip hop culture is genius. i love it. easily relatable to hip hop influenced anime like samurai champloo and afro samurai. always fresh.




p.s. she's the fourth contempo artist i've come across painting on wood panels. and i, myself have been doin so since i started university (much cheaper than canvas for large surfaces). perhaps its an evolving trend. or a cost-effective necessity nowadays. perhaps... and sorry, i couldn't find any more hi-res pics of her work. google her, she aint on wikipedia... yet.






konichiwa!

so begins

pretty patterns.


... my 3 year quest in becoming a laboratory chemist. tomorrow is my first day of classes at dawson in the analytical chemistry program. don't get me wrong, im still working towards my dream of exhibiting paintings in tokyo, this is just a step in my grand scheme. three big reasons as to why im doing this...

1) get that job security. data entry at symcor won't cut it. it's more than enough as a student and to practice art, but way too tight for a living. i deserve better.

2) im smart. and i can be when i apply myself. i can do this. im better than my own expectations. i need this challenge. im tired and lazy of coasting. i have a lot to prove and realized there is no other obstacle than my own self.

3)

bill frign nye.

anyhow, this blog will soon have its first year anniversary and will then be including my trials and tribulations and all that other jazz of me versus chemistry. pray for me!


art, beer, lazy, and acids.

GEEK ALERT: Vampires and Whips

since finishing cegep years ago, i've significantly cut back on my video gaming. last hardore console gaming that involved allnighters would be metal gear: snake eater and fight night. my only source since then has been my nintendo DS. plenty of games for the DS but only a rare few can hold my attention, as in interesting and long enough for me to finish it. and actually replay it afterwards too.


im talking about Castlevania. im excited for the next one, Order of Ecclesia. and it looks fun!



"...you dance well, woman..."

LOL

month of babysitting

done and done! *sigh. for the past month i've been working two jobs, actually one was volunteer duty. kimbo of we were swallowing panic and cousin of my best frienderini and resident of winnipeg, manitoba was in town to learn french at UdeM but ultimately for me to babysit. and it sure was draining...




memories:

ate undercooked poutine.
checked out underpressure.



eggs in a basket.
(she) puked on st-laurent.
vietnamese subs.
electric feel by mgmt.
met conan the dj.
fantasia's ALONE.



almost touched alice glass of crystal castles.
6: the number of times kim missed che.
egg sandwiches.
lost to her in pool.
hotel rwanda.
71: number of times we said GAHD!
ate thai express numerous times.
village des valeurs.



tried riz en folie. coconut owned.
farted plenty.
mac museum... or not.
headaches and fever.
made pocky commercials.
kimphat runs.
three amigos.



made sushi.
PLO!
2 dolla chowmein.
played chauffeur/slave.
st-elizabeths.
met whatsherface!
vodka and strawberries.
pizzahut.
car seat crumbs.
stagnitta/mak exhibit... or not.
2: number of guys that checked me out.
-3: number of guys that checked kim out.
blizzarts.
lollipop by lil wayne.
o'noir... or not.



enchanted with kyle.
v for vendetta.
coda club.
(she) passed out on my lawn.
sangria.
pad thai on my pants and shoes.
dancing, dancing and more dancing.
lost/recovered my cell in old port.
mgmt in traffic.
sky.
place alexis nihon.
golden bowl.



strangers in the wind by cut copy.
36: number of times i rolled my eyes.
black cheryl.
harry potter. "... oooh suck his dick!"
mcdees fish-o-filets.
blockbuster for HOUSE.
tight girl jeans.



boustan.
tempura bread.
peer pressure at SAT.
PIM!
kim takin rides from strangers.
dynasty in chinatown.
"my contacts!"
kim's foot powder.
booger.
tobey maguire.



jupiter room.
v-necks.
9: number of times i said "maintenance..."
kanda sushi.
games of would you rather.
osheaga... or not.
kim tripping downstairs... twice.
macbook tips.
kikkoman soy sauce.
etc.




... and scene!

under pressure 2008

checked out this year's under pressure graffiti festival last weekend with kimbo and kevlo. it was a beautiful day and a sight to see. felt brave and brought out my dslr. tags and bombs can always be expected and there was plenty, but i enjoy the street art graphics more. and disappointingly, nobody was up for it this year. check out the standouts after the jump...




























more at my flickr: under pressure 08.
btw, all my new york pics are up on flickr: NY08 too.



psssst! pssssst!!

new toys

so this how it feels to have a baby... pure unconditional love! hehehe. since new york, i've been saving to make some major moves in the fall which sadly won't fall through. yet on the upside left me in a position to purchase these bad boys. i thought i'd spoil myself and have em as a reminder not to fuck around this time in 'real' school. perfect time too, with the Apple store recently opening downtown, i jumped on board the back-to-school deal of buying a macbook and getting an ipod touch for FREE. i was never an Apple fan, but after some research and a week with my new babies, i'll never look at a pc the same way. major purchases like this would always make me queasy with hints of regret, but not this time... pure unconditional love.

p.s. got black to keep it vader- meng!


SOLD!

behind the vader

puzzles me that i haven't thought of this...