Hello my lush readers.
Today is all about my little brother Simon. Since we were little kids running around doing our 'ninja survival tests' and climbing up just about every building or tree we came in contact with; we both have been heavily into martial arts, our family is well decorated in many different styles. Our main focus growing up (aside from the other martial arts we studied) was the ancient and traditional art of Bujinkan Ninjutsu. We both had great idea's about becoming modern day Ninja; we both trained hard and played hard, we both have achieved our goals.
Tonight is Simon's professional debut as a mixed martial artist. He's fighting in a small venue in Terrace British Columbia; I don't know much abo0ut these promoters, I do know that Simon is more than ready! Doing martial arts our entire lives and having a passion and respect for many different styles, has made the transition to the mixed martial arts world an easy one. Simon and I are very close in age and have many similar interests; we grew up close to one another and remain that way to this day, brothers and best friends.
I'm simply writing this blog with the soul purpose of respecting my younger brother and giving him prop's for getting out there; with nobody but his Jiu-Jitsu coach to corner him, he is truly doing this alone...for himself. I pity the opponent who stands across the cage from my brother. When the referee says 'let's get it on'; I have fears that the person approaching my brother is walking into a tornado of pain, I feel really bad for him.
Other than wishing him luck, I really have nothing else to say. So good luck little brother! Smash him a few times for me! Can't wait to hear the results!
Two fisting tonight at my place for UFC 101...holla' atchya' boy!!!!
-Digiddy
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Saturday, August 8, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Day Seventeen At the Office
I'm back!!
Sorry to all those who actually get a kick out of reading my blog. I took a small vacation which was much needed and for once in my life decided to 'unplug' myself for a week. I know it has been longer than a week since my last blog; but with the Stampede and then my vacation, I haven't really had a whole lot of time. So lets get to it.
I will be adding more blogs now that I have signed onto my blogspot through my iPhone, I will also be minimizing the length of my blogs. I have been reading other blogs on the blogspot website and there are some really really long ones and then there are some short ones; I find that I read the short ones more than the long ones, they keep me coming back for more.
I recently returned from a small vacation out to the coast of British Columbia; I had a blast and attended a wedding and did some drinking and had all my drinks poured for me, this makes me a happy camper. I took my dog with me for the ride and just to get him out of the city as well, I could tell he enjoyed his time out there but we are both happy to be home.
Summer seems to be passing by so quickly, in this city we all know that when summer ends its time to throw the snow tires back on. Although I'm not complaining about the amazing weather we have been blessed with, it seems as though we are actually having a summer. What I like about warm summer nights is that I find myself more energized and I sleep less and accomplish more; it's almost as though I'm superman and I am being charged by the sun's energy, makes me feel somewhat indestructible!
Summer also brings am whole whack load of series premiers and season premiers on the good ol' boob tube, makes for a great little Sunday evening. I am a huge Big Brother fan and I am currently wrapped up in the latest season. I would love for Big Brother to come to Canada and I could be on it and make an ass out of myself in real life, rather than just on the blogspot.
That's it for now kids, enjoy the great weather and make sure to stay hydrated...I find that beer is great for hydration.
-Digiddy
Sorry to all those who actually get a kick out of reading my blog. I took a small vacation which was much needed and for once in my life decided to 'unplug' myself for a week. I know it has been longer than a week since my last blog; but with the Stampede and then my vacation, I haven't really had a whole lot of time. So lets get to it.
I will be adding more blogs now that I have signed onto my blogspot through my iPhone, I will also be minimizing the length of my blogs. I have been reading other blogs on the blogspot website and there are some really really long ones and then there are some short ones; I find that I read the short ones more than the long ones, they keep me coming back for more.
I recently returned from a small vacation out to the coast of British Columbia; I had a blast and attended a wedding and did some drinking and had all my drinks poured for me, this makes me a happy camper. I took my dog with me for the ride and just to get him out of the city as well, I could tell he enjoyed his time out there but we are both happy to be home.
Summer seems to be passing by so quickly, in this city we all know that when summer ends its time to throw the snow tires back on. Although I'm not complaining about the amazing weather we have been blessed with, it seems as though we are actually having a summer. What I like about warm summer nights is that I find myself more energized and I sleep less and accomplish more; it's almost as though I'm superman and I am being charged by the sun's energy, makes me feel somewhat indestructible!
Summer also brings am whole whack load of series premiers and season premiers on the good ol' boob tube, makes for a great little Sunday evening. I am a huge Big Brother fan and I am currently wrapped up in the latest season. I would love for Big Brother to come to Canada and I could be on it and make an ass out of myself in real life, rather than just on the blogspot.
That's it for now kids, enjoy the great weather and make sure to stay hydrated...I find that beer is great for hydration.
-Digiddy
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Day Ten At the Office
Good day all you beer guzzlers!
Today is a good day! I could honestly stop right there with no more to add; you know me though, I will for sure add my two cents about a whole lot..good day or bad, I will NOT be silenced.
I guess to explain myself a little more clearly; I will tell you all a little bit about my weekend, I will talk a bit about a buddy of mine we will call 'Sherm' (to protect his real identity) and his trendy/obsessive taste for a new beer out there. I will also touch on my first slow pitch game of the season and how we had our asses handed to us by a bunch of girls and old men. Lastly I will bring up yet again how my buddy 'Sherm' is a total lush and could possibly be convinced to drink almost anything that is alcohol based. As a post script I will give my two cents about the over use of 'FML' in 90% of all facebook users status updates these days (I mean seriously people, they don't even use 'FML' on twitter, so lets get with it already!) and how this is something that should be contributed to the EMO culture (YOU ALL NEED HUGS).
WOW! I can't even believe I'm doing this (referring to 'this' as 'doing something somebody told me to do...*clears throat*...rhmhmshermmmhmm); I'm actually complying to a request from facebook, I'm writing this blog solely because I was told to. You see normally when someone tells me what to do I sit back and contemplate all the possible outcomes of my actions; I rarely act out of emotion as this is the nature of the Taurus, this is who I am. In this instance however; I am choosing to go ahead with the literal thrashing of a new beer that has recently hit the markets and is slowly suckering millions of people into paying waaaay too much for a watered down beer with a splash of bar lime. I honestly kind of feel like a thief every time I sell one of these pricey and for the most part flavorless beverages. For fear of legal repercussions I will not call a spade a spade; so no names will be used when referring to this watered down trash tasting, sorry/pathetic excuse for a beer. This weekend I received and signed for a shipment of booze at work; in this shipment I unloaded eight cases of a new product for an existing line of beer, one might even call it the hypathetical 'King of Beers'. I myself wouldn't know anything about that. I knew as I was hauling the booze order into the bar that this beer was going to sky rocket off out of the coolers and back up wells. It was a beautiful day and the outside temperature was high so the patio was full; order after order I watched as the caps went popping off this extraordinarely priced drink of water with a touch of beer and bar lime, I couldn't help but shake my head as the masses once again, completely crumbled and conformed to the trickery of the big beer companies that can so obviously fool people into paying 37% more for a smaller bottle of beer (with less alcohol) while smack dab in the middle of a financial crisis and an economic recession.
I don't really want to say it's a bad thing, but I have noticed more people are coming out to drink instead of paying the ridiculous price of twenty seven and change for a twelve of watered down bar lime with a splash of beer.
So I think I've spent enough time on that whole subject; just remember people, this my opinion and it doesn't really mean much unless you allow it to.
This past Sunday I played my first game of the season in a slow pitch league. I had a lot of fun; our team was even more fun, we couldn't play worth a shit. I didn't really care that we lost as bad as we did (no way I'm gunna tell you the final score); all that mattered was how much fun it was! I got to pitch and play short stop and back catch and I smashed the ball a couple times and made it on base a couple times and caught a fly ball and even umped towards the end. I got a really sweet tan line from my sleeveless under armour shirt and a sweet tan line from my under armour wrist sweat band; I may have also gotten a touch too much sun, I wasn't feeling too hot later that night. Now as I said before; we got our asses handed to us by a bunch of girls and old men, that statement remains true, howwever I am happy to say that we did have a couple stars on our team (thanx Gil and Mallory). I look forward to playing some more games with the Beckham's crew, thanx a lot for letting me join in.
Now for the last thing on the agenda and this ones a good one; I have noticed another really cool trend that has surfaced on facebook, I'm talking about the abundant overuse of the abreviated saying of 'fuck my life' (FML). I really don't want to dwell on this for anymore time than I think it's wprth, so as lpng as I pwn a cpmputpr, there's absplutely NP way I will let a trend pn facebppk influence me! Seriupsly pepple! GRPW UP!! Get a hug and mpve pn! <
This Bud's for you Sherm,
-Digiddy
Today is a good day! I could honestly stop right there with no more to add; you know me though, I will for sure add my two cents about a whole lot..good day or bad, I will NOT be silenced.
I guess to explain myself a little more clearly; I will tell you all a little bit about my weekend, I will talk a bit about a buddy of mine we will call 'Sherm' (to protect his real identity) and his trendy/obsessive taste for a new beer out there. I will also touch on my first slow pitch game of the season and how we had our asses handed to us by a bunch of girls and old men. Lastly I will bring up yet again how my buddy 'Sherm' is a total lush and could possibly be convinced to drink almost anything that is alcohol based. As a post script I will give my two cents about the over use of 'FML' in 90% of all facebook users status updates these days (I mean seriously people, they don't even use 'FML' on twitter, so lets get with it already!) and how this is something that should be contributed to the EMO culture (YOU ALL NEED HUGS).
WOW! I can't even believe I'm doing this (referring to 'this' as 'doing something somebody told me to do...*clears throat*...rhmhmshermmmhmm); I'm actually complying to a request from facebook, I'm writing this blog solely because I was told to. You see normally when someone tells me what to do I sit back and contemplate all the possible outcomes of my actions; I rarely act out of emotion as this is the nature of the Taurus, this is who I am. In this instance however; I am choosing to go ahead with the literal thrashing of a new beer that has recently hit the markets and is slowly suckering millions of people into paying waaaay too much for a watered down beer with a splash of bar lime. I honestly kind of feel like a thief every time I sell one of these pricey and for the most part flavorless beverages. For fear of legal repercussions I will not call a spade a spade; so no names will be used when referring to this watered down trash tasting, sorry/pathetic excuse for a beer. This weekend I received and signed for a shipment of booze at work; in this shipment I unloaded eight cases of a new product for an existing line of beer, one might even call it the hypathetical 'King of Beers'. I myself wouldn't know anything about that. I knew as I was hauling the booze order into the bar that this beer was going to sky rocket off out of the coolers and back up wells. It was a beautiful day and the outside temperature was high so the patio was full; order after order I watched as the caps went popping off this extraordinarely priced drink of water with a touch of beer and bar lime, I couldn't help but shake my head as the masses once again, completely crumbled and conformed to the trickery of the big beer companies that can so obviously fool people into paying 37% more for a smaller bottle of beer (with less alcohol) while smack dab in the middle of a financial crisis and an economic recession.
I don't really want to say it's a bad thing, but I have noticed more people are coming out to drink instead of paying the ridiculous price of twenty seven and change for a twelve of watered down bar lime with a splash of beer.
So I think I've spent enough time on that whole subject; just remember people, this my opinion and it doesn't really mean much unless you allow it to.
This past Sunday I played my first game of the season in a slow pitch league. I had a lot of fun; our team was even more fun, we couldn't play worth a shit. I didn't really care that we lost as bad as we did (no way I'm gunna tell you the final score); all that mattered was how much fun it was! I got to pitch and play short stop and back catch and I smashed the ball a couple times and made it on base a couple times and caught a fly ball and even umped towards the end. I got a really sweet tan line from my sleeveless under armour shirt and a sweet tan line from my under armour wrist sweat band; I may have also gotten a touch too much sun, I wasn't feeling too hot later that night. Now as I said before; we got our asses handed to us by a bunch of girls and old men, that statement remains true, howwever I am happy to say that we did have a couple stars on our team (thanx Gil and Mallory). I look forward to playing some more games with the Beckham's crew, thanx a lot for letting me join in.
Now for the last thing on the agenda and this ones a good one; I have noticed another really cool trend that has surfaced on facebook, I'm talking about the abundant overuse of the abreviated saying of 'fuck my life' (FML). I really don't want to dwell on this for anymore time than I think it's wprth, so as lpng as I pwn a cpmputpr, there's absplutely NP way I will let a trend pn facebppk influence me! Seriupsly pepple! GRPW UP!! Get a hug and mpve pn! <
This Bud's for you Sherm,
-Digiddy
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Day Six At the Office
Good morning happy campers!
It's gunna be short and sweet today. It's May long weekend and in my eyes it's really just another weekend. I kind of feel as though long weekends are a tad bit overrated; I mean in my industry every weekend is a long weekend and if you want to really get technical, the whole week sort of feels like a weekend to me. I do understand that for people who have full time jobs and work their butts off day in and day out; a long weekend is just what the doctor ordered, however for me, I usually end up finding myself in a profession that doesn't celebrate long weekends. Tha being said, it is my personal opinion that long weekends are not really all that hype.
Aside form that; I got a new T.V. yesterday, it's frickin sweet! It was a long time coming since my old T.V. was on its last leg and often turned itself off whenever it fealt like it. I have to admitt I was torn between plasma and LCD; I walked in with full intentions of getting an LCD, but after talking to the sales rep and reading a few new things they have changed about plasma screen technology, I changed my mind and got a plasma instead. Can't wait for thedelivery ad set up next week!
Anyway, I have to make it to the gym before I haul ass into work for the day where I no doubt will be slammed from open till close pouring beers and slingin' shots. It's a beautfiul day, so make sure you all come check me out behind the bar at the Yardhouse on 17th Ave.
Happy May Long,
-Digiddy
It's gunna be short and sweet today. It's May long weekend and in my eyes it's really just another weekend. I kind of feel as though long weekends are a tad bit overrated; I mean in my industry every weekend is a long weekend and if you want to really get technical, the whole week sort of feels like a weekend to me. I do understand that for people who have full time jobs and work their butts off day in and day out; a long weekend is just what the doctor ordered, however for me, I usually end up finding myself in a profession that doesn't celebrate long weekends. Tha being said, it is my personal opinion that long weekends are not really all that hype.
Aside form that; I got a new T.V. yesterday, it's frickin sweet! It was a long time coming since my old T.V. was on its last leg and often turned itself off whenever it fealt like it. I have to admitt I was torn between plasma and LCD; I walked in with full intentions of getting an LCD, but after talking to the sales rep and reading a few new things they have changed about plasma screen technology, I changed my mind and got a plasma instead. Can't wait for thedelivery ad set up next week!
Anyway, I have to make it to the gym before I haul ass into work for the day where I no doubt will be slammed from open till close pouring beers and slingin' shots. It's a beautfiul day, so make sure you all come check me out behind the bar at the Yardhouse on 17th Ave.
Happy May Long,
-Digiddy
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Day Four At the Office Pt.2
Hello friendly drinkers!
Today I got some more ink done on my sleeve (work in progress). A long time ago I got a tattoo on my left arm around my biceps (horrible tribal design) and for years since I have wanted to get it either fixed up or covered up. At the end of last summer I decided to go see the ink artist that was currently doing my older brothers arm tattoo and my sister in law's tattoo as well; I really liked the work that I saw so I took upon myself to make an appointment for a consult with Dan Cameron (at the time was working out of Immaculate Concepts) and we were able to set something up. I went ahead with getting the cover up but decided it would be worth it just to get my entire left arm done, it seemed like the right thing to do so the rest of the arm wouldn't feel left out:)
I sat for around four hours today and towards the end I'll admit, it started to feel a tad bit raw. I have a pretty high pain threshold but after the third hour I start to get bored and feel the urge to watch the artist go to town on my skin with a motor powered needle poking in and out, over and over again. Needless to say I start to feel uncomfortable and think it's best to retire that session and wait anxiously for the next available appointment. It's funny how we (people who enjoy tattoo's) can't wait to get it over and done with while we're experiencing the whole tattoo tradition; yet when it's all done, we literally can't wait to get back in and either get the rest finished or get something new done. I guess crazy really is as crazy does; this being said, I must be an absolute nut!
Nothing but beer bongs!
-Digiddy
Today I got some more ink done on my sleeve (work in progress). A long time ago I got a tattoo on my left arm around my biceps (horrible tribal design) and for years since I have wanted to get it either fixed up or covered up. At the end of last summer I decided to go see the ink artist that was currently doing my older brothers arm tattoo and my sister in law's tattoo as well; I really liked the work that I saw so I took upon myself to make an appointment for a consult with Dan Cameron (at the time was working out of Immaculate Concepts) and we were able to set something up. I went ahead with getting the cover up but decided it would be worth it just to get my entire left arm done, it seemed like the right thing to do so the rest of the arm wouldn't feel left out:)
I sat for around four hours today and towards the end I'll admit, it started to feel a tad bit raw. I have a pretty high pain threshold but after the third hour I start to get bored and feel the urge to watch the artist go to town on my skin with a motor powered needle poking in and out, over and over again. Needless to say I start to feel uncomfortable and think it's best to retire that session and wait anxiously for the next available appointment. It's funny how we (people who enjoy tattoo's) can't wait to get it over and done with while we're experiencing the whole tattoo tradition; yet when it's all done, we literally can't wait to get back in and either get the rest finished or get something new done. I guess crazy really is as crazy does; this being said, I must be an absolute nut!
Nothing but beer bongs!
-Digiddy
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Day Three At the Office
Hello followers! (count still at zero)
The rain is here and won't go away. May in Calgary is pretty much the wettest month out of the year. We all make plans to go camping for May long weekend (this weekend coming up); yet we all know that it's either going to rain worse than the year before, or it's going to snow. I have volunteered my skills as a booze slinger to the local watering hole that currently employs me (totally forgot to book the time off); I don't believe in rain showers and mud baths, I'm more of a 'take a shit in the woods if it's the absolute last resort' kind of guy. Not to say camping isn't fun and drinking in the same clothes for 3 days isn't an absolute blast, but for real I just think I have out grown the whole 'May Long Weekend' tradition. I feel as though it's partly due to the fact that I can no longer binge drink without feeling the effects of such actions for days after; and it's also due to the fact that as the crowd at McClean Creek keeps getting younger, I myself do not.
Aside from the rain, I had yet another fantastic day pouring pints and measuring ounces of the hard stuff for the masses. Today I had a telepathic conversation with a young (and very hippy), interesting girl. I saw her standing out in the rain watching TV through the window; I muttered under my breath some words that need not be repeated, then we made eye contact. The eye contact was brief; but we both knew what we were thinking towards one another...clearly I was wrong, she came inside anyway. I'm not really sure what goes through someones head as they wake up in the morning, throw on some face paint for the day, fashion some boots out of an old blanket and some newspaper, wrap urself in a towel, make ur way into the public and search down the nearest pub that plays Tom Petty and serves cold water and hot coffee.
Needless to say, I was completely creeped out by this interesting young lady and I could only count down the minutes until she would be done sipping her water and talking to her dread locks. Had I a better camera on my iPhone, I would have been able to conjur up an amazing anti-drug add. Unfortunately the minutes I was counting turned into a total of 4 hours. Yes taht's right...FOUR HOURS! Pretty sure the girl is still there talking to her face paint and smiling aimlessly into the sky (as if she had star gazers syndrome), either way I felt it neccessary to blog about this girl as she was the only person I saw today that picked her nose and examined the aftermath at the tip of her finger for a total of 3 and a half minutes.
Happy pints and shooters!
-Digiddy
The rain is here and won't go away. May in Calgary is pretty much the wettest month out of the year. We all make plans to go camping for May long weekend (this weekend coming up); yet we all know that it's either going to rain worse than the year before, or it's going to snow. I have volunteered my skills as a booze slinger to the local watering hole that currently employs me (totally forgot to book the time off); I don't believe in rain showers and mud baths, I'm more of a 'take a shit in the woods if it's the absolute last resort' kind of guy. Not to say camping isn't fun and drinking in the same clothes for 3 days isn't an absolute blast, but for real I just think I have out grown the whole 'May Long Weekend' tradition. I feel as though it's partly due to the fact that I can no longer binge drink without feeling the effects of such actions for days after; and it's also due to the fact that as the crowd at McClean Creek keeps getting younger, I myself do not.
Aside from the rain, I had yet another fantastic day pouring pints and measuring ounces of the hard stuff for the masses. Today I had a telepathic conversation with a young (and very hippy), interesting girl. I saw her standing out in the rain watching TV through the window; I muttered under my breath some words that need not be repeated, then we made eye contact. The eye contact was brief; but we both knew what we were thinking towards one another...clearly I was wrong, she came inside anyway. I'm not really sure what goes through someones head as they wake up in the morning, throw on some face paint for the day, fashion some boots out of an old blanket and some newspaper, wrap urself in a towel, make ur way into the public and search down the nearest pub that plays Tom Petty and serves cold water and hot coffee.
Needless to say, I was completely creeped out by this interesting young lady and I could only count down the minutes until she would be done sipping her water and talking to her dread locks. Had I a better camera on my iPhone, I would have been able to conjur up an amazing anti-drug add. Unfortunately the minutes I was counting turned into a total of 4 hours. Yes taht's right...FOUR HOURS! Pretty sure the girl is still there talking to her face paint and smiling aimlessly into the sky (as if she had star gazers syndrome), either way I felt it neccessary to blog about this girl as she was the only person I saw today that picked her nose and examined the aftermath at the tip of her finger for a total of 3 and a half minutes.
Happy pints and shooters!
-Digiddy
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