pinder says: its still fun to call people hussies

kaaren says: it's true! in fact, i think you might be a hussy too!

pinder says: yes. i'm a west coast struttin, cool as shit, mother fucking hussy!

kaaren says: lol yes, you is!

pinder says: i need to get that on a business card

pinder hates almost everyone

i've said it before, and i'll say it again now. one thing you all must do in your life is go and see one of your all time favourite bands in a small venue. i've been lucky enough to have done this three times now. it was TOOL in Zurich in 2001, ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail of Dead in 2002 and yesterday, it was Lagwagon for 2003. and at each show, i've been alone. singing along to every word, in the prettiest voice you've never heard. and i've been happy.

but even if you're not a music fan, what i'm saying is, just go out and do something you love. even if you are alone.

i love frivolous purchases

i was wondering how wide the buttons of my new shirt were. instead of measuring in cm or inches, i thought "they're about 15 pixels wide". they're pretty thick. i hope they're made of ivory or some other endangered animal. i like thick buttons, put them on the top of your to-do list.

also, when i see a really beautiful sunset, i wonder what hex value that orange is.

reason #1271 why my childhood was probably different from yours: i spent 20 minutes teaching my parents table manners today.

stay till the credits are finished for The Matrix Reloaded. they show the trailer for The Matrix Revolutions.

i hoped you all stayed up to watch Conan last night. the whole show was done in claymation. actually, they couldn't call it claymation because it's trademarked, so it was in "clay animation".

and any time you have a claymation Mr. T in a "year 2000" comedy sketch, you know it's comedy gold:

Mr. T: in the year 2000, in the series finale of Friends, it will be revealed that New York actually has black people.

i had a lot of fun watching the Lakers get knocked out of the playoffs last night. especially since my previous Lakers suck posts are some of the most commented upon entries on this site. and it wasn't just a loss, i mean they got their ass handed to them. Tim Duncan, the most unselfish player in the NBA, put on a show for the most selfish team in the NBA. and maybe it's unsportsmanlike of me, but i laughed when they showed Derek Fischer crying like a bitch.

also, NBA on ABC really sucks. it's not the same at all. they don't seem to make as big a deal out of the playoffs as NBC did. the colours on ABC are usually a shade darker than NBC as well, so the games don't look as bright and clear. even the graphics look budget. and lets not forget what's missing most important of all, NBC's John Tesh NBA theme music!

but what i hated the most was how the ABC cameramen practically sucked the cocks of Jack Nicholson and every other washed up celebrity attending the Lakers games. do they really have to show Jack's reaction to every fucking rebound? or i wonder what Magic "I'm a hero cause i banged whores and got AIDS" Johnson thought of that foul, lets put the camera on him again!

Lakers suck!

screenshot of my Quick Text preferences screen in Messenger Plus!:

i think i have a sports injury. look at me, its like i'm some kind of athlete or something! it started last week when i was just 5 steps away from home after running 45 minutes, i felt a pain in the bottom of my left foot, between the heel and the arch. according to the common running injury sites, i might have Plantar Fasciitis. i don't know how to pronounce that, so i just say Plantar Fa-ji-tahs instead. anyways, i was limping for about 2 days last week and felt much better this week. i was itching to go early this week, but i decided to hold off and rest.

however, i felt good this morning and decided to give it a shot. the sun was out, but still a little cold, perfect weather. the ipod was playing Guns N Roses - Use Your Illusion I. even the wild bunny rabbits were out and scurrying about. but after about 20 minutes, the foot started hurting again and i turned around and headed home. it actually hurt more when i walked, so i limp ran home listening to November Rain:

"sometimes I need some time...on my own
 sometimes I need some time...all alone"

on the other hand, my sweat smells really good. all you ladies are really missing out.

Vancouver Canucks vs Minnesota Wild - Game 7 Round 2 Playoffs May 8th, 2003 i had row 3 seats in the corner.

i wish i could TiVo conversations.

this way i could record your long, boring story that even you know is long and boring, but you realize you're committed to this long, boring story so there's no choice but to continue on with this long, boring story.

i'd record your story and go about my day. later, when i had the time, i'd review your story on my new Conversation TiVo. i'd fast forward over all the irrelevant parts (parts i already know, how you were feeling, etc...) and press play only during the relevant parts (who, what, where, when, why, shoe colour, breast size, etc...).

if the story sucked, i'd delete it. if it was a good story, i'd of course save it to the harddrive. as i would watch/record more and more conversations, TiVo would pick up on my conversation viewing patterns till eventually it would automatically know which parts of your story were good and which parts were boring, and flag them as such. it would also provide a brief summary of the irrelevant parts of your story, because, you know, i do care (a little).

i want your soul.
i will eat your soul.

come to daddy.

well, that sucked.

remember that recent Simpsons episode where Homer travels around following the Krusty Ribwich, and at the end, an italian stereotype guy (not Luigi) offers his car in exchange for Homer's last ribwich, and then after he eats it he says in an italian accent "i have the buyer's remorse".

that was me. i have the buyer's remorse.

on the other hand i did have awesome seats. i took a bunch of photos that i'll post when i get home.

i'm going to Canucks vs Wild Game 7 again tonight. its a good thing too because, the Canucks are 1-0 in Game 7's when i'm in attendance.

i have seats in the corner, row 3. maybe i'll be on TV!

and you will know us by HOW FUCKING EXCITED WE ARE THAT TRAIL OF DEAD ARE COMING TO TOWN!

if you could make a clone of yourself, would you fuck him/her?

c'mon, you so would! you're already fucking yourself.

i just read a headline that said "Tomatoes Slam Midwest, Leaving 39 Dead" and thought, "holy shit! attack of the killer tomatoes! run you fools! run for your lives! oh wait, that says Tornadoes."

the best thing about the first week of nice weather is when all the hot vancouver chics get to try on their new slutty spring outfits.

i for one, welcome these sluts.