Elite Wrestling Alliance

I’ve always thought theatre was for nerds. Specifically, theatre was for freaks and geeks who wore black and moped about – who thought deep thoughts, and considered their every word. I have a deep respect for Broadway, and for film, but theatre was for crazy people who didn’t have the technical skills to work in television or radio. Now, I’m sure I’m going to piss off a lot of people in saying that, but that’s what I thought. I’ve kept my mouth shut about it, because I know it’s a touchy subject, especially since I hang out with (and am related to) a lot of theatre purists.

I was completely, 100% wrong. I have just been exposed to the WRONG type of theatre. I have been exposed to theatre that doesn’t interest me. Well, holy, fucking, shit. On Saturday I had the chance to go help out with the Elite Wrestling Alliance’s show at The Center of Gravity in Toronto. First off — I have watched a lot of wrestling on television, but I have never been to a live event before. It it ten times better in person. Secondly — if anyone ever tries to tell you that wrestling is fake, do me a favour, and trip him. You can’t fake that kind of camaraderie, and you certainly can’t fake that kind of knock-down, drag-out fighting that I watched on Saturday night. Is it pre-determined? Yes, absolutely. Does that necessarily mean it’s fake? No you dumbass; you try getting dropped on your face, then I’ll ask you if the floor felt like it was fake.

I have yet to decide if this means I am now comfortable with labeling myself as a theatre nerd, but since I have yet to own a stupid beret, and I haven’t had a pair of Converse in a year, I think I’m still safe.

Cody Cousins and the Flatliners

A tag-team match of Cody Deaner and Cody 45 VS the Flatliners (Matt Burns and Asylum). Click through the photo for the entire album.


The Day Is Young, The Store Is Open

Stores Sign

As seen on St. Clair

Too Hard to tell What’s Fence and What’s Feet


They were very willing to pose for this lovely glamour shot. They were also willing to eat all the bread some crazy lady was throwing to them.

Fettuccine lfredo

My sister noticed this on the menu at Pizza Hut this weekend. This sort of thing blows me away. Whether or not Pizza Hut is a franchise or a corporation… whoever was supposed to copy edit this menu did NOT earn his paycheque.


The "aIfredo" above isn't the same as the "lfredo" below, nor is it available in an individual portion size.

The Internet Is Back!

The regular cable-through-the-wall-type internet has found its way back into the house, and it’s quite lovely being connected to the outside world by means other thanĀ  radio and several televisions with coathangers jammed into their backs! I had unlimited internet on my Blackberry for six months, and during that time, I had been tethering it to my computer, managing to push nearly 2 gigs worth of data a month through the poor little USB port. I’m on my second handset after having burned out the port on the first one, and now that my unlimited data plan is up no way in hell am I paying to push that kind of data around.

Woo! I’m connected!

Just in time too, because now that I’m on my second Blackberry… the USB port has a physically bent prong. These stupid little handsets aren’t built very well. I don’t treat the thing badly. I put it in my purse, and yes, maybe it goes in there with my house keys and wallet, but that is normal. Whatever. Within three to five business days, I’ll have my third Blackberry in my hands. Yay for warranties! Yay for internet!

Third Blackberry

Left to Right: Battery won't hold a charge for anything longer than 5 minutes, Cracked the screen about two months after I bought it, Jon's trusty Nokia that I keep returning to whenever I break a phone I'm currently using (thanks), Usb port has a bent prong and I need this phone replaced.