tori vs. gob

Last night was our dear Tori's 21st birthday.

We had  a dance party in the lounge of the casbah while the legendary Gob played upstairs.

At the end of the evening, we were waiting outside of the lounge for cabs.  At the same time, Gob and their opening band called the Johnstones were loading out their gear.  I didn't really think that this would be a problem considering we weren't really in each other's way, UNTIL Joel runs up to the singer of Gob and proceeds to masterbate in mime while making undecipherable noises.

Next thing I know, Joel is shoved right off the step of the lounge platform onto the sidewalk and he lands on his back in the middle of all their equipment.  [Granted it was a little obnoxious for Joel to mime masterbate in Gob's face, in no way did it warrant the extremely exaggerated act of physical hostility.] One guy from the Johnstones shouts at him: "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH OUR SHIT" as if he was too dense to realize that he was involuntarily pushed into it.  I went to help him up and a huge amp fell on my right foot, landing right on my cuneiform. 

(now it's sooo swollen)

After that, the two crowds had a bit of tiff.  punches were thrown (unsuccessfully), kicks were kicked, saliva was spit. But it was mostly verbal... Durka and Avi were pretty heated, as they should be.  The curly haired asshole from the Johnstones, who I'm pretty sure is friends with my sister, was the biggest cock of them all. 

He actually spit on Avi, and it landed on her cheek. Disgusting. I recognized one of the girls from their crew and it was the girlfriend of a guy who works at the casbah.  I was trying to stare her down so that she would realize how dumb she should feel for hanging out with those assholes.  But instead, when we caught eyes, she shouted: "they're fucking hipsters!"  it was quite laughable because it came completely from out of left field.  Brodie finally came outside and missed the whole fight but he asked us to leave and said that he would "take care of it"

The bands were yelling at Brodie to yell at us but he had our back and told them to get the fuck outta there or he would call the cops.  Not sure if Gob or the Johnstones will be back to the casbah again but i can surely bet that none of us will miss their next show.

Televisional Incest

I was flipping through the most recent issue of In Touch magazine while I was sitting on the toilet when I found out that Michael C. Hall was recently hitched.

There he was, in the "In Touch with their REAL SIDES" section, walking down the street, with the caption: "They check their Email!"

But what caught my eye wasn't his blackberry, it was the wedding band on his left hand.  He married Jennifer Carpenter who plays his sister on DEXTER.

To their credit, they are not blood brother and sister, because Dexter was adopted by Deb's dad.  Call me crazy but I also wouldn't be surprised if they even hooked up on the show.

Great Job!

Last night I ventured to Buffalo, NY with 4 of my boy-friends to see Tim and Eric Awesome Show at Town Ballroom.

Greg drove his girlfriend Jenny's van over the border and when we were stopped at customs, he was grilled as to why she didn't come with.

It's crazy how much easier it is to sale across the border when it's a car full of girls rather than boys.  The customs officer laid into us for about 10 minutes.  For some reason he wanted to know how we all know each other, and we quickly learned that our "we're friends" answer was not good enough.  Greg and Mike said that they "work together" as DJs at a restaurant.  The customs guy was so skeptical because he "doesn't eat at restaurants with DJs."  Then he asked us if we had any dope or narcotics, but then realized we wouldn't admit to it if we did.  He finally let us go.

(Last year when we drove to the Buffalo airport to fly to Austin, we had someone in our car who is blacklisted from the States, but we got through customs in under two minutes.  It was a breeze.)

The drive last night was pretty shit because of the snowstorm, it took about 2 hours, when it normally only takes 1.    We even got lost for a bit but finally realized it would be quicker to park and walk then to keep driving down one way streets.  Much to mine and Terris' dismay, we didn't have time to get Buffalo wings from Anchor Bar.

But we finally got to Town Ballroom. 

Beautiful venue. 

I'd go back there to see a concert in a heartbeat.

Beers were $4, pizza was $2.  I was happy.

The show was nothing short of RIDICULOUS and AWESOME. obviously.

I was especially impressed with DJ Douggpound who opened the show.

After the show we went straight back to Hamilton. 

Went to 42 Liberty to get stoned and talk about what we just saw.

The conversation kept coming back to the fact that we didn't get wings. So, at 2am, we got desperate and called pizza pizza and ordered 40 wings between 4 of us.

Even though pizza pizza's wings are sick and terrible in comparison to true buffalo wings, they turned out to be outright delicious.

SOUPFEST

Such a slacker lately with this shitty blog.
Not that anyone cares, but i am disappointing myself, and probably sasha. and now maybe orien!

EXXXCITING NEWS! TODAY WAS SOUPFEST, which is always the most scrumptious day of the year.  Dallas and I went down to the Convention centre to simultaneously fill up on soup and support a local shelter.

23 local restaurants and catering companies participated in the event.

$10 buys you 4 tickets for 4 oz. bowls of soup.

After perusing through the 23 different booths, you decide which of these fine soups you're going to cash your ticket in for.

If you're good, you can ask for a sample.
and if you're that good, you can convince the booth you will vote for them if they just give you a soup for free.

I was full by the time i spent my last ticket.
Then Dal and I went to vote.

We didn't totally agree on everything, but we also didn't have the same soups either.

This is how i voted:

BEST SOUP: Nina's Restaurant (Cauliflower Gorgonzola)

runner up: London Tap House (peanut butter chicken)

third place: Collin's Brewhouse (Mulligatawny)

***THIS JUST IN****

my father just texted me from soupfest

and said that the COLLINS cleaned up!!!!

They won BEST SOUP and BEST DISPLAY!!!

Dundas forever, supercity never!

reddy set go!

Saturday I dyed my hair red. Copper I should say...

I had a pro do it cause I think my hair truly hates me.

Anyway, Saturday night I went out to show off the new look.  In the bathroom at the bar, I came out of a stall and a girl commented on my hair, which I always appreciate because girls aren't always the most vocal about compliments. I know a lot are, but a lot aren't too.

This is how our conversation unfolded:

Girl: Don't EVER dye your hair!!

Me: Hate to break it to you, but I dyed it today!

Girl: (Wobbily) Well, I'm glad it didn't work, cause that colour is so beautiful!

Me: OK? (smiles)

I didn't think I should explain to her how this isn't my real hair colour and consequently make her feel like a mega tool. But then again, she might not have understood even if I tried.