tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69391602024-03-13T03:23:40.084-03:00The Adventures of BudmanA blog about what goes on in the life of Budman, the coolest graphic-designer/accoustic-guitar-player/improv-comedian/sexiest-man-alive you'll ever know!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.comBlogger321125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-47604372625724651992007-11-25T12:33:00.000-03:002007-11-25T18:19:05.513-03:00Everybody Has AidsWell, since over the weekend two people mentioned to me that thay still read my blog it has inspired me to write a few (hopefully not too long) posts.<br /><br />First I'd like to start with what I did LAST Saturday. My brother convinced me to go see this band called Me, Mom and Morgentaler. The story goes that in the late 80's at a Marianopolis College variety show, a bunch of people got together (about 10) and formed a band. The name Morgentaler is reference to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Morgentaler">Dr. Henry Morgentaler</a> a controversial abortionist from the 1970's.<br /><br />The band made one record - Shiva Space Machine. They put on many amazing shows (as quoted from my brother) but never made it big and eventually broke up in 1994. In 1999 they reunited for a show and that was the end of them.<br /><br />Now, 20 years after the release of their only album, they decided to reunite for the last time and re-release their album. Originally, they had 2 show dates but it sold out so quickly they put on 2 more. I saw them on their third night.<br /><br />I only had listened to a few songs earlier in the week and hardly had time to really get into them, but let me tell you, that concert ROCKED!! (unlike <a href="http://theadventuresofbudman.blogspot.com/2007/11/budman-update.html">another concert</a> I recently went to...)<br />These guys are all pushing 40 but had SO MUCH energy on stage. They all came out wearing white uniforms of all kinds (chef, tennis player, suits, etc.) and PIG MASKS. After the first song, the masks came off, but the expressions on their faces showed they were really having a good time.<br /><br />Their music was very ska/punk-ish and a Mosh pit formed, which Lorne and I joined in by the end of the show. Lorne couldn't believe the number of young people who were there. He thought was pushing it, but there were 18 year olds floating about.<br /><br />Halfway through one of their songs, the singer, Gus Van Go (who also manages The Stills) introduced the Funky Ass Soul Punches, which was when all the members played a note at the same time. Then they beat their record with 182 Funky Ass Soul Punches!<br /><br />During the encore, Gus jumped into the crowd and walked to the center and told everyone to sit down and relax while he sprawled across the floor and started talking to us. I was amazed how everyone listened and were just chilling.<br /><br />Finally, when the show ended, Gus told the audience he wanted to greet people at the front and BODY SURFED his was to the front of the venue.<br /><br />Lorne and I left with bouncing energy and a copy of their CD which I enjoy quite a lot.<br /><br />UPDATE: I just found a clip of the smae show I went to on youtube:<br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8pYl1VJLt0&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P8pYl1VJLt0&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object>Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-66951497043743016722007-11-17T00:21:00.000-03:002007-11-17T00:43:51.685-03:00The Budman UpdateI lost track if anyone reads this blog. I guess I've also lost interest in writing on here. I'm usually writing about things I've been doing which aren't always that exciting. I"m not saying my life is boring, just that I've got into a routine:<br /> I work Monday to Friday, 8:30 - 4:30.<br />I joined a floor hockey league and attend games every Wednesday. I'm doing pretty good actually and have scored at least one goal per game except one.<br />Weekends I pretty much spend with Aurit or my family.<br /><br />This past week, although wasn't really too bad, just felt like ass. Bad, sweaty ass.<br /><br />I'm been tired every day this week. I haven't sleep well for some reason. Some afternoons at work were brutal. I'd be at the computer and my eyes would feel so heavy. I had to work on something and new mistakes kept appearing. I finally finalized the thing but at the very last minute. At least I got it all out of the way to enjoy the weekend. Unfortunately, my boss told me of a little project he'd like me to tackle that is due Monday night or Tuesday morning. I can tell right now I won't be able to do it all in one day, so if I want to impress my coworkers I should move my ass and work a little this weekend. Oh how I was looking forward to relax...<br /><br />Well at least tomorrow should be a nice relaxing day. I got McGill Improv workshop and at night I"m seeing this band Me, Mom and Morgentaler with my brother Lorne. I don't really know their music but they have been getting a lot of buzz for their reunion and re-release of their only album.<br /><br />THis will make it my second concert of the week, the first one being BON JOVI.<br /><br />I'm sorry, I will admit I like a few of his older songs and big hits, but i"m just not a huge Bon Jovi fan. For some reason some people just can't understand why. They put on a good show but I just wasn't loving it. On the other hand Aurit (and 10 billion other women) were just screaming their heads off. I've never seen such a reaction from a man in his 40's shaking his hips.<br /><br />Ok I've had enough of the waking world for tonight. I must delve in to a deep sleep in my warm bed or it may happen here before this cold, cold computer.<br /><br />Budman out.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-72379680227207766382007-11-04T23:34:00.000-03:002007-11-05T01:15:15.084-03:00Improv Summit Ottawa EditionLast night marked the first edition of the Carlton Improv Association (CIA) Improv Summit in Ottawa.<br /><br />Having participated in several summits hosted by McGill as well as one last year in Toronto, I was delighted to fight out that the McGill Improv team were interested in participating in Ottawa's competition.<br /><br />This year has been a turning point for McGill Improv because of the great turnout of new members. over the past years, more and more members were leaving and not many new members were staying. At one point we had more alumni than actual students in the club. Last year, even though I had already graduated from McGill for 3 years, was still performing in the shows. However, this year a bunch of new people with some experience have joined our ranks and after only a few workshops and no real shows, decided to band together and tackle a summit! I was excited to, for the first time, watch as a bystander, the fury that McGill had to offer.<br /><br />Overall the night was a success and I had a lot of fun (as the rest of the audience did) but I felt some things could have been better.<br /><br />*DISCLAIMER: I had a fun time at the summit but have some feelings on the way things were run. In the following paragraphs, what i write is by in no means supposed to offend anyone. In the end I hope that whoever reads this can benefit from it for future events. If any CIA members read this, I love you guys and know that I myself couldn't have done a better job so please don't take my rant too personally.*<br /><br /><br />We were 2 cars, 10 people - 7 performers and 3 supporters. 5 of us were supposed to stay overnight while the other car was to head home after the show/after party.<br />We left after lunch that followed our weekly Saturday workshop and arrived in Ottawa around 6:30pm. The show was to start at 7:30pm so we had plenty of time to settle in and for the performers to warm up for the show.<br /><br />My buddy Owen, a former member of CIA had come to watch and it was really good to see him. I felt really bad when I had found out he had planned a whole night ahead for me to accompany him to a mutual friends birthday party but had to decline since i came into town with a bunch of friends and felt awkward ditching them. Owen, you're still welcomed to Montreal anytime!<br /><br />It turned out one of the teams dropped out last minute so the competitors ended up just being McGill, Toronto and CIA.<br /><br />The show was being held in a room in a residence building which brought a large size of an audience (~50) which was slightly full for the size of the room.<br /><br />7:30pm came along, the room packed and one of CIA's members, came on as the host. The format of the night was for each team to perform a 30 minute set and at the end the audience voted, ranking the teams from 3 to 1 (1 being the best). The order of performance was McGill, Toronto and CIA.<br /><br />I've been to more than one summit and other kind of organized events and know from watching that the job of a host is to warm up the audience and get them excited for what they are about to watch. I didn't feel that at all with our host. After a quick introduction, she introduced the first team. Everyone cheered!... and then waited. McGill was warming up and no one got them to tell them the show had started.<br /><br />After a few minutes of silence, McGill Improv came on full of energy with large thanks to Jeremy. He then transferred his energy to the audience by doing typical warm up/introduction bits like "on the count of three yell out a biblical name!".<br /><br />During the set (and all the other teams sets) there were lots of laughs. Because there were no mikes, the players had to pause between laughs or else no one could hear them. I am not sure if this is always the case or because the room was small and the crowd was big, that the players had to do this.<br /><br />McGill did a bunch of interesting games and ended on freeze. Things were going really well during freeze until all of a sudden the host yelled freeze, totally confusing everyone, came on stage and said that their set was over... I felt that McGill should have a had a better time warning so they could concluded their set properly.<br /><br />I felt McGill did a good set and got a lot of laughs but after speaking to a member of the team, she was a bit disappointed stating that the scenes weren't so developed and that a lot of the laughs were due to cheap gags. That may have been true but after watching the entire show, I can say that the crowd was one that really liked cheap gags and sexual humor. There were no real great scenes that really stood out from the rest. However, going back to McGill, for a team who performed a show for the first time with those members, I thought they did a pretty damn good job. I'm sure they will learn to grow better with every next show they do.<br /><br /><br />After a 5 minute break, it was Toronto's turn. Toronto only had TWO guys. They decided to do ONE single long scene for 30 minutes. Now don't get me wrong, I laughed a lot and thought it quite amusing but also felt it was totally unprofessional what they did. It was basically the two of them just fucking around on stage. It felt a lot like in movies when there is a scene between actors and the scene has no point to it except that it was fun for the actors (like in 40 Year Old Virgin when the 2 guys are doing the "You know how I know you're gay" bit).<br /><br />The two guys came on and sort of explained what they were going to do and then just kind of joked with each other. One guy was drinking an Arizona Ice Tea caned drink throughout his entire scene and even the "all-star" scene that happened 30 minutes later. Throughout the whole show, CIA members were awarded audience members candy for suggestions. These guys came up and just started throwing candy everywhere like it was no body's business.<br /><br />The scene they ended up doing was about a Canadian journalist who was doing a story on a Ukrainian boy at a summer camp. The whole scene had sexual innuendo, implying that the Canadian was a pedophile and that the Ukrainian boy, Uri, had no idea and loved the man. Uri wanted to go back to Canada with him but couldn't for the obvious reasons that pedophilia is illegal in Canada (and every else in the world). This basically went on for 20 minutes, until they started talking about a book the journalist could write about. While talking about this book, which was basically a recap of everything we had just seen, the actors were talking about how the book would end, implying how they themselves would end the scene. An actual quote was "Maybe we can do a flashback!", followed by a flash back scene. The ending was very clever but then CIA told them they still had TEN minutes left, so rather than ending there, the characters were back the "writing the book" scene and came up with a couple of other alternative endings. It was quite funny but I think I appreciated it more as a performer than other audience members would have and I doubt I could sit through that again.<br /><br />After another 5 minute break, it was CIA's turn to shine. They did a good set as well using a bunch of games they stole from McGill from the many times they've watched them perform (haha - it's an ongoing joke McGill and Carlton have, even though it's true).<br /><br />After everyone performed, it was time to vote. During the counting of the votes, there was a short set with 2 members from each team doing a questions only game.<br /><br />The moment of truth finally came when Carlton counted the voted themselves (which probably should have been done by an outside party):<br />McGill came in 3rd place, followed by CIA and the winners, Toronto.<br />I don't think anyone on McGill Improv really cared for coming in 3rd since they had fun and got a good reaction from the crowd, but I was surprised when I heard that Toronto beat Carlton. You'd think Carton people would support their own team (the whole crowd was just Carlton students) and Toronto's set wasn't that much funnier.<br /><br />After the show we discovered there wasn't really much happening except the performers going for a beer at a local bar so we decided not to stay the night. We went to the Barley Mow, had a couple of beers, chatted with other players and even had a small run in with suicide. Suicide chicken wings that is. One member of CIA ordered them, ate 3 of them and then let others try them. I put one in my mouth and before even being able to swallow my bite, my mouth was totally on fire.<br /><br />By midnight we were on the rad heading back to Montreal.<br /><br />I think with a better turn out in number of teams and a bit better organization of the actual event, the CIA summit could continue to grow better and better in the upcoming years.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-39730895677328112552007-10-28T22:07:00.001-03:002007-10-28T23:32:57.293-03:00Halloween 2007 - Making of the Beaker costumeSince 2000 I became obsessed with making crazy Halloween costumes.<br />Those being:<br />2002 - The Incredible Hulk<br />2003 - A ghostbuster<br />2004 - Optimus Prime<br />2005 - Doctor Octopus<br />2006 - Cobra Commander<br />Past pictures of the above can be found in these links:<br /><a href="http://theadventuresofbudman.blogspot.com/2005/10/making-of-costume-doctor-octopus.html">link 1</a><br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v155/registeredname/Halloween%202006/DSCF0861.jpg">link 2</a><br /><br />This year I out-did myself and decided to dress up as Beaker from The Muppets. I give 100% credit to IAN BARRET for suggesting that character as my costume for this year.<br /><br />After spending a couple of weeks getting all the materials and a good few nights putting it together, here is the result:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoEcUA_0lD-KgxGQXQIpa2W8JcVxLjJtGg8G_byTRlJdD5amtyTMT0Kg4d8huBp2kLQZ95DgfCAQUfwqm1mv_wVZFP4CXJl-FjSmEn8Xx7RgUZFCBYb5f5kWHxpwr-xmlI3qpO/s1600-h/DSCF2488.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoEcUA_0lD-KgxGQXQIpa2W8JcVxLjJtGg8G_byTRlJdD5amtyTMT0Kg4d8huBp2kLQZ95DgfCAQUfwqm1mv_wVZFP4CXJl-FjSmEn8Xx7RgUZFCBYb5f5kWHxpwr-xmlI3qpO/s320/DSCF2488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126564907303449042" border="0" /></a><br />I was so focused on building the damn thing I never organized any plans for the night! I almost didnt' have a party to go to, but in the end went to two house parties.<br /><br />Every year I put together a cool costume but I never got a response as this year. I got a bunch of comments including:<br /><br />"You are the most amazing costume maker int he world" - Andrew Ladd<br />"You are the king of Halloween Costumes" - Guong Le<br />"I think you're too old to be dressing up" - Josh's Mom<br /><br />A lot of people asked if I had bought my costume. The answer is no, i made it completely by myself (with a little help from my mom - she sewed the nose).<br /><br />Like all my past costumes, I got a lot of help and inspiration by looking online to see what others had done. So, I decided to share with the internet how I made MY costume:<br /><br />My costume is made mostly of foam, cardboard, fabric and tape:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVhUIVERjXN3WQZUBWmRfLeQD2SDYN86opp9WTG_eO41bdKpGZa8tT7zt0yLwMlM7pWHRKif0At0dEfvROwormQUKjeYZw4hQEHhM6kr-6Dr0SqH2IL0UmjWFTFqs-qKF9Q7VQ/s1600-h/DSCF2439.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVhUIVERjXN3WQZUBWmRfLeQD2SDYN86opp9WTG_eO41bdKpGZa8tT7zt0yLwMlM7pWHRKif0At0dEfvROwormQUKjeYZw4hQEHhM6kr-6Dr0SqH2IL0UmjWFTFqs-qKF9Q7VQ/s320/DSCF2439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126568416291729890" border="0" /></a>I started with a big square of foam I bought from Fabricville (a sewing supply warehouse).<br /><br />I apologize for the lack of photos but basically I took a baseball cap and cut the visor part off. This was the base for my head support. I then took a cardboard box and cut a large squarish piece which I then folded many times to make it bend and wrapped it's base around the hat. After tapping everything in place, it basically looked like a one of those straight chef hats. This piece was then covered with a larger piece of foam (so it started at the top of the cardboard but extended pass my forehead all the way to my shoulders. The foam was then wrapped in pink fabric that I bough tand secured temporarily.<br /><br />From here on I had a hard time figuring things out because i wasn't sure where to place stuff along the base and could see anything while wearing it. Most of it was done by "guestimation".<br /><br />I moved onto the eyes and nose.<br /><br />The eyes were basically two plastic decoration balls I found (for what purpose they are for I'll never know). Unfortunately, I found the hard way that they were two small in proportions to the rest of the mask. To fix this problem I wrapped them in foam and tapped the ends shut:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYiKc-9Uc1O2FXAZTTBhZJPrICz2GJnAJ6LJhDuItRw0Le8YksQ87XqzghCyEAKa8ubxx2qVuVPt7zDJdK6emPWHYdIZFILca55jdCt8stOjpT6ul0ZM5UkgL7vRon02N0ayL/s1600-h/DSCF2441.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXYiKc-9Uc1O2FXAZTTBhZJPrICz2GJnAJ6LJhDuItRw0Le8YksQ87XqzghCyEAKa8ubxx2qVuVPt7zDJdK6emPWHYdIZFILca55jdCt8stOjpT6ul0ZM5UkgL7vRon02N0ayL/s200/DSCF2441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126570855833154034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh97yU9v9vTRMSVtXq356Fc8TIZs-rovJcHS7fRiXrUtE_hMwNfgN1BV8wr4Lef5CB4n-zZwJCakpYXxPtaJQ_rV25odqDLgD5yrsMicr_j31HPpa9QmqRN1KpDOHR0IL60P4Pk/s1600-h/DSCF2440.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh97yU9v9vTRMSVtXq356Fc8TIZs-rovJcHS7fRiXrUtE_hMwNfgN1BV8wr4Lef5CB4n-zZwJCakpYXxPtaJQ_rV25odqDLgD5yrsMicr_j31HPpa9QmqRN1KpDOHR0IL60P4Pk/s200/DSCF2440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126571152185897474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />For the nose I bought a piece of styrofoam:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtfbqDipJwjMDzrj2OdeldeIoSULYejps4WhBYDVdKCQuXyZ1l8uwdukz7LGv4dCDn2P4lU7h43uCj667g8IX2kMCRh1vrSocOYcEP6FAho6LutZaj0NsVkhcNECQnTA8tbsW8/s1600-h/DSCF2443.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtfbqDipJwjMDzrj2OdeldeIoSULYejps4WhBYDVdKCQuXyZ1l8uwdukz7LGv4dCDn2P4lU7h43uCj667g8IX2kMCRh1vrSocOYcEP6FAho6LutZaj0NsVkhcNECQnTA8tbsW8/s320/DSCF2443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126571616042365458" border="0" /></a><br />and then wrapped that twice in foam to get the right size:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiSOmsX-leKeY9IDRgL3zp_qq_zqZfQySdYd0POP71iOLbOuk2prKQzbenjVobLEUdKECvupcq66OJ18jLuuMFQZAOK9Lli4_6kM-6oaucBIn73dJ8siZMP0LXrxWxWYBS8VoB/s1600-h/DSCF2444.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiSOmsX-leKeY9IDRgL3zp_qq_zqZfQySdYd0POP71iOLbOuk2prKQzbenjVobLEUdKECvupcq66OJ18jLuuMFQZAOK9Lli4_6kM-6oaucBIn73dJ8siZMP0LXrxWxWYBS8VoB/s200/DSCF2444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126571856560534050" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bX6x1Klf14Scm9ainKw3stH4D834zYDjjxXvWVkFmas1zG-5koqfsXPjj2PmPOQ7lmqPoZDzLg6zjqYsKpCbuK2wW8bJ1ojjQ77-63qFFs66N2iUSLdNd0ana4ItbTNxEpjo/s1600-h/DSCF2445.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bX6x1Klf14Scm9ainKw3stH4D834zYDjjxXvWVkFmas1zG-5koqfsXPjj2PmPOQ7lmqPoZDzLg6zjqYsKpCbuK2wW8bJ1ojjQ77-63qFFs66N2iUSLdNd0ana4ItbTNxEpjo/s200/DSCF2445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126572067013931570" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I was starting to get somewhere:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi87ypuYP0-eYXWgy0ucqsJ9kWkC233nFNPL9B6sUJP4ubecAFICUbZ01iMv_P_hExKruEt0GBvOLG1uwvCG_V_d_qkKtIoG_b9XSxCwSC8lXFyq-sdtJOnZB8bIrTvSBsglZng/s1600-h/DSCF2447.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi87ypuYP0-eYXWgy0ucqsJ9kWkC233nFNPL9B6sUJP4ubecAFICUbZ01iMv_P_hExKruEt0GBvOLG1uwvCG_V_d_qkKtIoG_b9XSxCwSC8lXFyq-sdtJOnZB8bIrTvSBsglZng/s320/DSCF2447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126573278194709074" border="0" /></a><br />With help from my mom (last years Cobra commander costume needed a LOT of sewing which my mom did - this year I just need help with the nose) I got the nose covered with orange stretchy fabric.<br /><br />I attached the eyes and nose to the mask by basically cutting holes in the fabric/foam/cardboard and farcing the ends of the<br />nose/eyes through the holes. To keep them from falling out, my mom sewed the nose onto the foam/fabric and on top of that I had attached string to the ends of each piece which I then ran across through the mask and tied to the other end of the cardboard, like so:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAHKiHC0xglxlKjku5Neqd78RTUdpn7LDdcXlrpFUd3MqyzSYepyaqrNUQgok2dnPs62bOiFxSJTNy1ncS-I9S6cxlwkrIzS9XqenSqnME0RwAoyC_BRfJjdxn7ePjVB9cD59A/s1600-h/DSCF2455.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAHKiHC0xglxlKjku5Neqd78RTUdpn7LDdcXlrpFUd3MqyzSYepyaqrNUQgok2dnPs62bOiFxSJTNy1ncS-I9S6cxlwkrIzS9XqenSqnME0RwAoyC_BRfJjdxn7ePjVB9cD59A/s320/DSCF2455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126574429245944418" border="0" /></a> Since I pretty much had once shot with everything, I didn't want to cut the string and tie it off yet so I lef tit lose and throughout the rest of the building process, the left eye kept popping out...<br /><br />SO i had the eyes and nose done but needed a mouth. I took more cardboard and taped it onto the hat going downwards, below my forehead (this time only folding it around the front half of the hat). Then I cuta frown though the fabric, foam and cardboard and made it so it folded outwards:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLEMkX4_LMnhvLJ282Qbmv39MeOg2tHJnfwC8aejtF7ZRKkoUKxF49SqoPM7QAe-9lWOkkfoKSZDw4nUAgr_uneJGxw4RxmktOU5DhzUqYE8O4FsCI22eFX9iMf_YfUzBKP-0v/s1600-h/DSCF2459.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLEMkX4_LMnhvLJ282Qbmv39MeOg2tHJnfwC8aejtF7ZRKkoUKxF49SqoPM7QAe-9lWOkkfoKSZDw4nUAgr_uneJGxw4RxmktOU5DhzUqYE8O4FsCI22eFX9iMf_YfUzBKP-0v/s320/DSCF2459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126575726326067826" border="0" /></a><br />Now I had somewhere to see!<br /><br />I sewed some black fabric onto the eyes for pupils:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNqw3051DUuw3FkRlEGF7i2kCUIm7_BAeB9jWdJtZZrvQvDxMtdGMDQ1SsonHflqIm0cgohX4zU911Bng54Xq0bcqa9KuPw1_qyGza0yLAT29GvRePe7RYCXPYN-R-yVkVbHEp/s1600-h/DSCF2461.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNqw3051DUuw3FkRlEGF7i2kCUIm7_BAeB9jWdJtZZrvQvDxMtdGMDQ1SsonHflqIm0cgohX4zU911Bng54Xq0bcqa9KuPw1_qyGza0yLAT29GvRePe7RYCXPYN-R-yVkVbHEp/s320/DSCF2461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126576018383843970" border="0" /></a><br />Now that I had an opening to see, I didn't want people to see my face, so I covered the hole with half black fabric and half mesh so I could still see:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2JCCHYb0O3_kHck2yvu1NduNafkYp7ZGfPUUZMNriU4d4kp3RnYfBZM6lyTO3Gzkm42Op-fvKM8RWKUIvStXcIBRtd3JpTxbVJmaxluHhDGJHNTIvLiCJrJ1hx1DqedFdHMxH/s1600-h/DSCF2465.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2JCCHYb0O3_kHck2yvu1NduNafkYp7ZGfPUUZMNriU4d4kp3RnYfBZM6lyTO3Gzkm42Op-fvKM8RWKUIvStXcIBRtd3JpTxbVJmaxluHhDGJHNTIvLiCJrJ1hx1DqedFdHMxH/s320/DSCF2465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126576997636387490" border="0" /></a><br />As an added effect I took some fishing wire and attached it to the mouth so I was able to open it by just pulling on the wire:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBAPIB0VapqpdaY632i70lbl-We4s396IblT4HZ8rG64h6B2KJ-Ge9JiFqevzQD5NByJBVQ2AzdDion186UaPbhPWU_LSmXL7isfmaNM2Xs7sWLoGKn9C8G-RDnfhy5_qkcQ2t/s1600-h/DSCF2469.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBAPIB0VapqpdaY632i70lbl-We4s396IblT4HZ8rG64h6B2KJ-Ge9JiFqevzQD5NByJBVQ2AzdDion186UaPbhPWU_LSmXL7isfmaNM2Xs7sWLoGKn9C8G-RDnfhy5_qkcQ2t/s200/DSCF2469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126577414248215218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC_IBUuj_Oxv7t8kHAavYqYMUqCywiOCodHaLmRb9pNmb30WcjESSwVWcdMP4hv2eYC0gz727pAtAnwdgISJ3lM7j94orC8z-YQZXNsTOH3t4GcbMiXlTdz1SFk3S4GtnQ0Mzd/s1600-h/DSCF2471.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC_IBUuj_Oxv7t8kHAavYqYMUqCywiOCodHaLmRb9pNmb30WcjESSwVWcdMP4hv2eYC0gz727pAtAnwdgISJ3lM7j94orC8z-YQZXNsTOH3t4GcbMiXlTdz1SFk3S4GtnQ0Mzd/s200/DSCF2471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126577702011024066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The last thing needed was hair. I cut the cardboard on to and folded it and the foam down and added a few stiches to close down the top:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd7BjzrxyXiMUa6yog7uK8i6kkCvuQ86TT0KO_YwCCGGk-xEVDtUMbFKInGnVYOEmctsw4_CzoLr0SeKrRqX0VQKrguD9KtaJzkYYNmg2LVFBqYbbaUxzrbkqBPVi46yQnuBCc/s1600-h/DSCF2463.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd7BjzrxyXiMUa6yog7uK8i6kkCvuQ86TT0KO_YwCCGGk-xEVDtUMbFKInGnVYOEmctsw4_CzoLr0SeKrRqX0VQKrguD9KtaJzkYYNmg2LVFBqYbbaUxzrbkqBPVi46yQnuBCc/s320/DSCF2463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126578522349777634" border="0" /></a><br />For hair, I bought two bright red boas for Halloween:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFxK-12iUvPnhmZLs8OV0NNnKqp3jp5zqwCHML6DckF-tIqx-FwWID1E5prd7cHjs6wqV0aIBk2p1J25IKE1a3LkSQdSMd3ZHM2ZBDUzjPuk9bEFxHtDPAi5Yood_3mDEhyocf/s1600-h/DSCF2472.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFxK-12iUvPnhmZLs8OV0NNnKqp3jp5zqwCHML6DckF-tIqx-FwWID1E5prd7cHjs6wqV0aIBk2p1J25IKE1a3LkSQdSMd3ZHM2ZBDUzjPuk9bEFxHtDPAi5Yood_3mDEhyocf/s320/DSCF2472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126578805817619186" border="0" /></a><br />They were mostly feathers but I couldn't figure out any other alternatives to making the hair the size I needed. I took the boas, wrapped them around the top and stitched it all over to keep it secure.<br /><br />The final result:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJ7kC5zdhbp6Nih3TScd9jCePzG2CrSQyKP2C_l-ReC1XdN6jrJqmwn7I2AFSjr-fK6A18wosAaj7Ww6GtHqApXjPVmj5nSPAVN4uRErfalSZNrS_I6g33S_5B4qTNtxjex6H/s1600-h/DSCF2475.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJ7kC5zdhbp6Nih3TScd9jCePzG2CrSQyKP2C_l-ReC1XdN6jrJqmwn7I2AFSjr-fK6A18wosAaj7Ww6GtHqApXjPVmj5nSPAVN4uRErfalSZNrS_I6g33S_5B4qTNtxjex6H/s400/DSCF2475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126579394228138754" border="0" /></a><br />The rest of my costume was basically a REALLY big blue shirt. I knew i"d never find a shirt with a 25 in collar so I took the biggest I could find and made my own collar. I had a tie and I wore a lab coat.<br /><br />Beaker was ready for damage!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtSEokHYUVreEog_O3hw3WQvrzByyg_kxdGbrjh9O0uivA3FTLBkbLr289RMmjeGOXnPCUmNRwMQ-8aM4n-Oj89SolfLje2G8EB0nRm1u8QW4WuZtn3tMScVv1qS_imHgcTXL/s1600-h/DSCF2476.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtSEokHYUVreEog_O3hw3WQvrzByyg_kxdGbrjh9O0uivA3FTLBkbLr289RMmjeGOXnPCUmNRwMQ-8aM4n-Oj89SolfLje2G8EB0nRm1u8QW4WuZtn3tMScVv1qS_imHgcTXL/s400/DSCF2476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126579870969508626" border="0" /></a>Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-2792950684626850462007-10-22T12:05:00.001-03:002007-10-22T12:10:50.791-03:00FIRE!Last week at work, an alarm went off. It was the first time I heard such an alarm. It was basically a loud ringing noise followed by a recording saying that an alarm was activated and the situation is being looked at and that we should wait for further instructions. Following that alarm, another message came on shortly telling us to evacuate the building. <br /><br />In the end it was just a drill.<br /><br />Today, the alarm went off again. This time it was for real.<br /><br />I was in my office and thought I smelled smoke. My first thought was "Oh yeah, I borrowed the glue gun from work. I better take it out of my bag". Then the alarm went off and I realized that I REALLY had smelled smoke.<br /><br />My office didn't even wait for the evacuation message, we left during the investigation message.<br /><br />Soon after, the rest of the building followed.<br /><br />Turns out a dumpster on the main floor int eh back garage caught on fire. I'm guessing from a cigarette and the smoke just traveled to through the vents.<br /><br /><br />We're all okay and a=now it's back to work.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-19252729802902200412007-10-06T14:07:00.000-03:002007-10-06T14:39:09.445-03:00Pop MontrealRight now, Montreal is being flooded with all kinds of concerts in part of an annual event called Pop Montreal. I think the bands are usually more independent, underground types (someone correct me if I'm wrong), but I know they get some big names too (this year Patti Smith is in town).<br /><br />My friend Sean runs a music blog called <a href="http://saidthegramophone.com">Said The Gramophone</a> and was presenting 3 shows this year. One of them I attended last night. There were three bands: Yeasayer, Plants And Animals, and Grizzly Bear (they played in that order). Plants And Animals are a Montreal band while the other two are from Brooklyn. <br /><br />I'm not very good abut explaining music, but I thought the show was really something. Before Sean even mentioned the show to me, I had never heard of any of the bands. The quick knowledge I got of them was from <a href="http://www.bleatingheartshows.com/friday.html">this link</a>.<br /><br />The show was at the Ukrainian Embassy located near Hutchison and Laurier. The place was pretty small. The inside was like a cheesy auditorium. There was a second floor balcony. <br /><br />Overall the three bands were really good. I felt that the first and last band were more similar to each other than the second band, but each were unique in their own way.<br /><br />Grizzly bear were really dynamic and in turn I decided to support them and by their acclaimed album Yellow House. I'm listening to it now and it's GREAT rainy day music.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-79568024212192001062007-09-30T22:49:00.000-03:002007-09-30T23:35:42.117-03:00Sunday = Family DayFor some reason today, on such a beautiful fall day, happened to be spent completely with family.<br /><br />The day started with my pop and I going for breakfast at Chez Cora's. Afterwards, we both wanted to do something but didn't know what that was. That something ended up being shopping because that's what we did. I was interested in buying more mature looking sweaters for work since I own about 7 hoodies and I figure I should look nice at work every once in a while.<br /><br />I had a chance to visit Old Navy and got to see my former manager Craig, who I hadn't seen since i quite back in May. It was good to see him again.<br /><br />I ended up at Sears where my dad and I bought matching sweaters (yes we're weird like that, but to quote Will Smith from Men in Black - "I make this look good"). I also got my own sweater for 50%, so yay me.<br /><br />We had a quick coffee break and ended up back home. I had wanted to watch a movie this afternoon since the weather looked shitty when I woke up but when I returned home it was so nice, I convinced my mom that we should go outside and do something. She suggested we go to Mont Royal and walk around. My dad was tired so he stayed behind.<br /><br />The mountain was pretty busy but really nice to be at. We parked the car at Beaver Lake and walked around. We walked around the lake and saw all kinds of animals. My mom pointed out a squirrel that was right near us. As I pulled out my camera to snap a photo, my mom tried to move out of the way but the squirrel started to chase after her instead. Luckily for my mom, an infant saw the squirrel and chased after it, thus saving my mother's life. Thanks little dude!<br /><br />I didn't realize how close the lake was to the summit of the mountain, so after a 120 minute walk we ended up at the lookout. What a view!<br /><br />I was a little disappointed that the leaves hadn't changed colors yet. At least this means I have a reason to come back again sometime soon. <br /><br />After dinner, I ended up hanging out with yet another family member, my brother Mark. We played this pop culture trivia card game he got for his birthday from my other brother Lorne. The point of the game is to get 20 points to win. You get 1 point for every right question. I was being clobbered by Mark but ended up winning 20 to 19.<br /><br />All in all I think I spent ore time with family today than I have in a really long time.<br /><br />For those who have Facebook, you can find pictures of Mont Tremblant and other things I forgot to upload of things I did over the summer. So add me as a friend if you havn't already or join Facebook if you aren't a member. Get with the times people!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-80992025610626326102007-09-28T13:34:00.000-03:002007-09-28T13:43:57.944-03:00I'm glad that's not meThe other day I ordered a bunch of custom labels from a company in the states. I've dealt with them before and aside from one major problem (I asked for white text and they sent me black text) they seem competent and my contact seems like a very nice person.<br /><br />When I called this time, she was delighted to hear form me and assured that the job I had asked was a piece of cake and she took not of all the specifications I asked. One very important one, which i failed to ask the previous time, resulting in a last minute panic on my end, was to make sure the colored parts of the label had white in the background. the reason for this is because the labels are clear and if not "backed up by white" the color is too see through and is difficult to notice especially on a dark surface. She told me not to worry and that they can definitely provide me with what i want. I was informed I'd receive them today.<br /><br />Low and behold they came in today! I excitingly opened them up and discovered that they were perfect!... except I soon found out there was no white behind the color. So I call up my contact and am put on hold for several minutes. The secretary finally tells me she can't find Ruth, then she says "wait, she just walked in". Our conversation went a little something like this:<br />"Hi Josh how are you!?"<br />"I am fine Ruth, I hope I"m not disturbing your lunch"<br />"No, not at all, I just have a CRISIS on my hands that I'm trying to fix"<br />"Oh.. well... I hope I'm not adding onto it but the labels arrived and you guys didn't do what i asked"<br />*Long amount of silence*<br />"Ya... I don't know why we didn't do what you asked... I'll get back to you on that.... Thanks"<br />*click*<br />Thankfully I'm not on a super deadline but this does push things back a bit...Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-13694850901622016042007-09-12T19:09:00.000-03:002007-09-20T15:16:00.734-03:00The Lost Post - Weekend at TremblantIt's the Jewish High Holidays and since i had the day off work and not much is going on tonight, I wanted to update my blog and discovered this post I never posted.<br /><br />Enjoy!<br /><br />--<br /><br />I'm still under "trial" at work so I'm not entitled to any vacation time at the moment. Instead, Aurit and I decided to spend the weekend together somewhere and under much recommendation, we were up north in Mont Tremblant Village this past weekend.<br /><br />We left Friday evening and came back home Sunday evening. The weather was beautiful the whole time.<br /><br />On Friday we arrived around 7pm and checked into the Homewood Suites by Hilton. Let me tell you the hotel was NICE! We stayed in the smallest least expensive room and it was still HUGE!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAzTlFChki0iVPKu1kNduEHKY9GOhSPEzZ3BmJ49FrCWelSs_OzY40FI1vnUltEojBqzmC3mZhyhvRUOZ5ytB_o7rVRcTPzZ8eP7lveKbgwYVNYESm3Woh3EsSZjg-o-2Z4Bb/s1600-h/DSCF1802.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 129px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAzTlFChki0iVPKu1kNduEHKY9GOhSPEzZ3BmJ49FrCWelSs_OzY40FI1vnUltEojBqzmC3mZhyhvRUOZ5ytB_o7rVRcTPzZ8eP7lveKbgwYVNYESm3Woh3EsSZjg-o-2Z4Bb/s320/DSCF1802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096139222480153954" border="0" /></a><br />It came with a kitchen and even ha a balcony. From the balcony I was able to see the Gondola so we were pretty much on the to<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGU-n_OEoMvCSgMl08IqvPabOOKM3XXUJPjSuGQOHq5Jxc3FyWb9RVhZAJkj6BGoNxCcogcicKFM9aHLAEUVTGouLy1Th7a_6BD1oO6csU00m5krLZ1IiWQvF23kGUkqEZgrj6/s1600-h/DSCF1702.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGU-n_OEoMvCSgMl08IqvPabOOKM3XXUJPjSuGQOHq5Jxc3FyWb9RVhZAJkj6BGoNxCcogcicKFM9aHLAEUVTGouLy1Th7a_6BD1oO6csU00m5krLZ1IiWQvF23kGUkqEZgrj6/s320/DSCF1702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109850178213694642" border="0" /></a>p end of the village.<br /><br />We checked in, ate home cooked grilled cheeses (made by yours truly) and then hit the town.<br /><br /><br />For a short while.<br /><br />We were pretty tired.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBfi3wmzZz-qtOFJWxwY4jj3mTZqxaXbmZNpW4UcWcdF8fqsHWJfRFpaGkZSCmp_c6Ht0szLH2EniRNINAcdvsqaMzcevX-gWwKved-X6nTbiyVVNI-aXRiU3Qhc9EHBhhUto/s1600-h/DSCF1727.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 125px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcBfi3wmzZz-qtOFJWxwY4jj3mTZqxaXbmZNpW4UcWcdF8fqsHWJfRFpaGkZSCmp_c6Ht0szLH2EniRNINAcdvsqaMzcevX-gWwKved-X6nTbiyVVNI-aXRiU3Qhc9EHBhhUto/s320/DSCF1727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109850934127938754" border="0" /></a><br />Saturday was PACKED with things. We slept in until 9:30am and caught the free breakfast the hotel offered. Then we hopped on the gondola (with free passes given to us by the hotel) to the top of the mountain.<br /><br />At the top, we got a great view of our surroundings. We then took a trail around the summit. It was a lot more fun then I had expected with parts of it going in and out of the woods. It was FREEZING on top and I was suffering since I had asked the cleaning lady at the hotel if I needed a sweater and she said no.<br /><br />After our little tour, we went to watch a bird of prey show. It was great! They had an owl AND an <span style="font-style: italic;">owl</span>! (That ones for you Chris Dye)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqd_peJpECLIOqExTiD7BudUipLFjm-JBx_Qd3Qx94ItArsARaWODoY9TJzYAFRd6_yZn7R2H6vZIYdu_cx4ce06kEIQ0OhdAVfD0grCDJsLtrOeSOGr5itOOKhGGj9UdVXyV-/s1600-h/DSCF1762.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqd_peJpECLIOqExTiD7BudUipLFjm-JBx_Qd3Qx94ItArsARaWODoY9TJzYAFRd6_yZn7R2H6vZIYdu_cx4ce06kEIQ0OhdAVfD0grCDJsLtrOeSOGr5itOOKhGGj9UdVXyV-/s320/DSCF1762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109852768078974162" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEnoj_l9nFMJXnv3FI5DpcD6Xmr09f7ICNz7SFn5qZLwA21PZAd8-63NRpqYF6PEERRJqFeDHT7CcxqUGht8dsxRqoLlHg9aagOo32N7frmsxRdbgH95fXl11MrOTnuqLNlb7/s1600-h/DSCF1773.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 137px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEnoj_l9nFMJXnv3FI5DpcD6Xmr09f7ICNz7SFn5qZLwA21PZAd8-63NRpqYF6PEERRJqFeDHT7CcxqUGht8dsxRqoLlHg9aagOo32N7frmsxRdbgH95fXl11MrOTnuqLNlb7/s320/DSCF1773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109853120266292450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />There were other cool birds to look at, as well, like a hawk and a bald eagle.<br /><br />We headed back to the city and went looking around.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCAnCnRbmgmIIBBdF_M0gB5hycRvV4kl6muyChBP280MkOzSADb_6CYKXj2EADjJjbTgDFH9zbjoaRWgKPsydLFm9zPGII8WzOz_1RPnhEhLrpadYgSJqjJuOEip4Y9tSzqzhg/s1600-h/DSCF1718.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCAnCnRbmgmIIBBdF_M0gB5hycRvV4kl6muyChBP280MkOzSADb_6CYKXj2EADjJjbTgDFH9zbjoaRWgKPsydLFm9zPGII8WzOz_1RPnhEhLrpadYgSJqjJuOEip4Y9tSzqzhg/s320/DSCF1718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109854602030009586" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHcUepzouE0aaECzeCUDX8bkMo6CJW89gxzQ2YCprnM_jpiUND5D8m0_tZUebaNYC0LxjzIngHYromfWeBXQJV3JG6facHb-lHA1thnuAMT7he_DeLhrinJ9j9kfFSLzT4xXJL/s1600-h/DSCF1789.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHcUepzouE0aaECzeCUDX8bkMo6CJW89gxzQ2YCprnM_jpiUND5D8m0_tZUebaNYC0LxjzIngHYromfWeBXQJV3JG6facHb-lHA1thnuAMT7he_DeLhrinJ9j9kfFSLzT4xXJL/s320/DSCF1789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109855164670725378" border="0" /></a><br />Aurit got a chance to go shopping and we decided to take a walk a bit out of the city to relax at the<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGzpLuZVP80MISpCDtDpqVom4Gt_yxpFb9e2JEWS1kJVTI1Sg3f-ksIHY8fM3RK8JhgoDS2bs4kGyViJaivnHKSV4CBjZQGcJ7KGG8PfNyg3AK8aytsDlnR6NgubDLEabjBla4/s1600-h/DSCF1799.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 144px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGzpLuZVP80MISpCDtDpqVom4Gt_yxpFb9e2JEWS1kJVTI1Sg3f-ksIHY8fM3RK8JhgoDS2bs4kGyViJaivnHKSV4CBjZQGcJ7KGG8PfNyg3AK8aytsDlnR6NgubDLEabjBla4/s320/DSCF1799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109855688656735506" border="0" /></a> beach! NOt beiong prepared to go swimming (and the fact th ebeach was kind of dirty) we made our way to the hotel to get our bathing suits and went to the swimming pool complex (which we also had free passes to) and hit the hot tub. It was SO GOOD!<br /><br /><br /><br />Afterwards, we went back to the room to eat and grabbed a couple of beers at this bar that was a micro brewer. We had spent a long day gallivanting and were exhausted.<br /><br />On Sunday, we slept in, got free breakfast and checked out. We decided to spend the afternoon at this zip line/tree jungle gym called Acrobranche. Basically, it was an obstacle course between trees where you had to cross some sort of bridge in high up in the air to get between 2 trees. Along the way were zip lines that were super fun.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XzVNgt_xl55gyYx9nY2qIxsFKqP2ySBL8DLJoLEAGt3mlYS9ZysQsSAl9AEWWJqNzK12ozp4ZEVfy3tIaLvP28McY4e_xxft5OjMUayW3fDAqiL9HMo_ia_wVdyM5KY25jGX/s1600-h/DSCF1831.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XzVNgt_xl55gyYx9nY2qIxsFKqP2ySBL8DLJoLEAGt3mlYS9ZysQsSAl9AEWWJqNzK12ozp4ZEVfy3tIaLvP28McY4e_xxft5OjMUayW3fDAqiL9HMo_ia_wVdyM5KY25jGX/s200/DSCF1831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109857844730318146" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbsORyQhvDtJCV5Ak97wPv_XrFZrWu9DE-nD6YrRYnWOaxC2S2QgRTNnAZasvwmYJ2LQtSzS8240k4x5iOqOA1iVz9n9uRKuv1FAK7eTiCqW48kWDZJCOJ59JSZIkgAo9_E9TI/s1600-h/DSCF1817.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbsORyQhvDtJCV5Ak97wPv_XrFZrWu9DE-nD6YrRYnWOaxC2S2QgRTNnAZasvwmYJ2LQtSzS8240k4x5iOqOA1iVz9n9uRKuv1FAK7eTiCqW48kWDZJCOJ59JSZIkgAo9_E9TI/s200/DSCF1817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109857376578882850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Q3oO2bqB2iEkKnIm4czU-XRyz_5sBtP2PA8-C_h_K7Qgctg-yJqDvFmLH27T908Ie6bqwZRUJSfLPgN7MtRDKKyPD4q-uszoU-w-y4zOUaWnL8TujMxkGcfHgJ3-T_AWZb_6/s1600-h/DSCF1818.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Q3oO2bqB2iEkKnIm4czU-XRyz_5sBtP2PA8-C_h_K7Qgctg-yJqDvFmLH27T908Ie6bqwZRUJSfLPgN7MtRDKKyPD4q-uszoU-w-y4zOUaWnL8TujMxkGcfHgJ3-T_AWZb_6/s200/DSCF1818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109857617097051442" border="0" /></a><br />All in all the weekend was awesome!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmNoECJYCrP9Um-H4zRYvIs8baDc68C8XTKBZQg8VU9_4VxJWcxC4OuBcAlGZo68Bv1uzMQd3lvYmhv6d6EmfauGqFid7BJ0kkAUs5Eak-AGhBf11Oi9T7-HrCPqZWgNB4Jj_a/s1600-h/DSCF1742.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmNoECJYCrP9Um-H4zRYvIs8baDc68C8XTKBZQg8VU9_4VxJWcxC4OuBcAlGZo68Bv1uzMQd3lvYmhv6d6EmfauGqFid7BJ0kkAUs5Eak-AGhBf11Oi9T7-HrCPqZWgNB4Jj_a/s320/DSCF1742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109858647889202514" border="0" /></a>Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-90859857041390973892007-08-25T15:40:00.000-04:002007-08-25T15:47:24.968-04:00Summer UpdateI know it' sbeen a while since I've updated.<br />Long story short, i've had a wicked summer which involved a weekend getaway to Mont Tremblant. I've also been in Ottawa for a wedding. Now I"m in Toronto for an engagement party. Soon (hopefuly), I'll put up pictures and the like of thigns i"ve been up to.<br />For now I'll leave you with what my dad asked my uncle who was surfing the net on his computer:<br />"Tell, me Barry, is this internet thing accross Canada?"Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-27050501497312459632007-07-26T23:28:00.000-04:002007-07-26T23:39:58.011-04:00Happy Birthday To MeSince my post this morning, it turns out i did have a very interesting birthday.<br />All day I knew it was my birthday, and co-workers were wishing me a happy birthday but I was really tired from the show and had a lot of thing son my mind that it didn't feel like any special day that was different from any other day.<br />Throughout the day I kept getting tons of happy birthday wishes from all kinds of friends (new and old) on Facebook which started to give me that feeling that today could be different.<br /><br />Things really picked up after work.<br /><br />I got home as my parents left to go out for a friend's dinner. Eventually Aurit came over with a cake box (which I couldn't open yet), a card and a present.<br />She ended up buying me The Game of LIFE - Simpsons Edition! It's pretty damn cool. We played it right away and she totally kicked my ass (She made 1,154,000$ while I had a measly 852,000$. Then my parents and my brother Lorne came home (they picked up Lorne from a baseball game) and we had cake, which happened to be chocolate cake with chocolate sprinkles and icing and cookies and more chocolate!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirX04A_ZoY2BHcLtXpVEWoX_mRiq1gj35uYc7b_lQG3X6N3Ypm8vUeNqgKpxw1lElqBLzd54bWzusxiXXBFJAt_NTeRzolr_kAXXUHizJD5JAIqq6aCaAR6jBnsitR8Lhssk60/s1600-h/DSCF1647.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirX04A_ZoY2BHcLtXpVEWoX_mRiq1gj35uYc7b_lQG3X6N3Ypm8vUeNqgKpxw1lElqBLzd54bWzusxiXXBFJAt_NTeRzolr_kAXXUHizJD5JAIqq6aCaAR6jBnsitR8Lhssk60/s320/DSCF1647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091715865726774594" /></a><br /><br />Everyone was right, this day was special.<br /><br />Can't wait until Saturday night!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-87186896736887805682007-07-26T08:01:00.000-04:002007-07-26T08:44:45.477-04:00Happy Birthday Day To MeTwenty Six years ago at 6:45am on this day, I was born.<br />Today's date, also being the age I turned, makes this years birthday a "Champagne" or "Golden" birthday. I.e. It's supposed to be a special one.<br /><br />So far so good.<br /><br />All of last night was spent was spent with the police. No I wasn't in trouble for breaking the law, for I was with THE Police!<br /><br />Sting, Andy Summers and Stewart Copeland.<br /><br />I didn't write "saw The Police" because it was quite difficult to see them from where I was sitting since the ticket I was given by my brother as a favor for helping him with his house/birthday gift was for the seat that was PHYSICALLY the furthest distance from the stage possible. I was in the last row of the blue (highest) section, directly opposite the stage at the other end of the stadium.<br /><br />No matter, I had binoculars. Too bad the show sucked....<br /><br />NOT!<br /><br />It was FREAKING AWESOME! I sat with my sister in law, who was closer to my age when the police were popular the first time around, so she weas so into it. She kept making me get up and dance. I've been listenign to the compelte box set (Message in a Box) all week, so I recognized all of their songs minus one or to.<br /><br />They opened with Message in a Bottle, followed by Synchronicity pt. 2, and Walking on the Moon. What a great start to a great show. I think they ended with Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic, took a 5 minute break, came back and did Roxanne, So Lonely and Every Breath You Take. Then it was over....<br /><br />Then they came back on AGAIN and finished it off with Next To You!<br /><br />I woke up this morning EXHAUSTED but managed to sleep in an extra 20 minutes and somehow still ended up at work at the same time.<br /><br />Then as I got to work, the elevator doors opened ontheir own before I could even push the button.<br /> <br />Hopefully the rest of my day will rock.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-57285495650088127342007-07-21T01:11:00.000-04:002007-07-21T01:13:04.501-04:00Pranked!Totally out of th eblue some chick called me and said "Mr Budman? Is your refrigerator working?". To which I replied "No, it's off and I'm sitting naked in it." Lots of laughter ensued from what I'm guessing were 3 or 4, 12 year old girls. Then they hung up.<br /><br />Nice going guys!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-89598179461109422232007-07-19T20:28:00.000-04:002007-07-19T20:46:27.454-04:00Movie rental from hellSo about 3 weeks ago I rented the movie Night Watch. It's the movie based on the book of the same title which I happened to have read recently. The movie was horrible but I had a 7 day rental on it so I didn't rush to return it. <br /><br />A few days ago I remembered that I rented a movie and never returned it... I recalled that I last saw it on our stairs and then on top of some books. I ask my mom if she returned it and she couldn't remember. I ask my dad and he had no idea what i was talking about. <br /><br />Since both my parents couldn't remember if they returned my movie or not, I went to the video store and they confirmed I still had not returned it. Well at least I knew that it wasn't at the video store! So where the heck was it?<br /><br />Books... movie... books... library...! The books were books my brother borrowed from the library that my mom was returning for him. To the library, in St. Laurent! I called them and I was right, my mom returned a VIDEOTRON DVD RENTAL to a LIBRARY.<br /><br />So it wa at the library! NO! Turns out they decided to return it themselves, and they did, to the "Videotron video store in St. Laurent", as the person on the phone told me. I looked on line and there were TWELVE Videotron stores not too far from the library. I called the nearest one and they told me they didn't have it.<br /><br />I called the Dollard store and told them my story. They said I could just go and pay them 6.99$ as if I bought the movie used and forget about returning it. Otherwise, my late fee was already at 8.99$. <br /><br />I was going to just do that, but a couple of hours later, the St. Laurent store called me back and said they found it! Today I picked it up and returned it to the DDO store. The guy was nice and after hearing my long and complicated story only charge me 5$ instead of the 9.25$ it had accumulated to.<br /><br />The moral of the story? Don't rent crappy movies.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-7354818667461571322007-07-16T13:40:00.000-04:002007-07-16T13:57:28.915-04:00The Perils of Living in the BooniesLast night I went to go see a kick ass show by an Australian band called The Cat Empire. I always have a hard time explaining what kind of music they are since they fuse all kinds of styles togther but I read in an article recently that they are jazz, funk, ska, latino if that makes any sense.<br /><br />The show was at the metropolis and was 100% better than at the Bell Centre. I went with Dan whom I had met while looking for a job through JEM. He's a cool, very funny Jewish guy originally from Hudson. I guess you can say it was a man-date.<br />We were both pretty tired from the rest of the weekend so we both agreed on sitting on the second floor. We had a gret view of the stage and I got to rest my poor, weak, chicken legs.<br /><br />The opener was a guy by the name of Jeremy Fisher. Although it was the first time I ever heard of him, I quite liked his music. He sounded like he could be Paul Simons and Bob Dylan's bastard child (and even looked a bit like Dylan). I think I'm goign to check out some of his music.<br /><br />The Cat Empire came on shorlty after and kicked ASS! One thing they like to do it seems, is just go all out. You know how at shows, a band may go into crazy solos for their last song or in the encore? Well they did that at their 2nd song of the night! They repeated that formula throughotu their set.<br /><br />Or th epart that I saw rather... <br /><br />I completely didn't put together that Sunday night concert + work monday morning + living so far away= big trouble. Halfway through the show I started thinking and realized that I if I stayed until the end of the show (~11:00-11:30) Id get home by 12:45am! so I left at 13:30 and got home at 11:45pm and hoped into bed at 12:20am.<br /><br />Surpisingly enough when I woke up this morning I wasn't too exhausted, just regular exhausted.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-15800606749918228002007-07-16T13:31:00.000-04:002007-07-16T13:40:07.728-04:00AUGH!My current task at work is to spray paint some clear bottles to a shiney metallic blue.<br />The process involves:<br />1. spray painting the clear plastic wih a gray primer<br />2. Spray painting the primer with the metallic blue paint<br />3. Sparaying the paint with a shiny gloss<br /><br />Simple enough, right?<br /><br />Wrong.<br /><br />The gray primer was super easy to apply. The blue paint was a bit more difficult (different brand we got) but still manageable, except that I screwed up a spot on one and had to rub apiece away and reprime it. The lastley, just adding the gloss. Howvere, nowhere does it say that the gloss EATS AWAY at the paint! At least, as far as I can tell, while the gloss is still wet, the paint easily comes off, because I accidently dropped on of the tubes and the paint completely smeared off. On top of that the last tube I did, as soon as I put it down, I accidently just nicked a tiny part with my finger.<br /><br />The whole painting process takes 5 minutes but I have to give 2 hours to dry. Now I have to redo a couple of tubes and I still have at least 6 more to do. The worst thing of it all is that my "studio" is a huge carboard box that I placed in the hallway. I was told by my boss to go do it there, yet everyone else keeps telling me it smells too much ad that I better be careful or the president of the company (who is on vacation for a week, thank god) will kill me if he sees even a spec of paint on the carpet or wall. I'm too young and sexy to die.<br /><br />AUGH!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-78318664984817557792007-07-08T22:16:00.000-04:002007-07-08T22:32:00.359-04:00Budman meets the White StripesFriday night I went with Ian to go see the White Stripes perform at The Bell Center. The performance itself was phenomenal. I had tickets for the floor which was a standing area. We managed to get all the way to the front, so I had a great view of both Jack and Meg white. Their aesthetics were truly mind blowing. I've heard that Jack White strictly makes them wear only red, white or black but this was ridiculous! There was a giant red back drop, all the speaker boxes and organs were red. Jack's guitars were red and white. They wore red shirts and pants. All the mic stands were either red with a microphone that had a white wire or vice versa. All the crew members wore black suits with black ties and bowler or pimp hats with red feathers in them. The strobe lights were even red! There was also a platform behind the band with 3 staircases that when Jack walked along, white smoke would rise behind his foot steps.<br /><br />As for the music, it was kick ass. They opened the show with Blue Orchid and ended the show with Seven Nation Army. They played equally as many songs from Elephant as they did from their new album, Icky Thump. They even teased us a bit by playing riffs from some songs but never playing the actual song, instead leading into a different song altogether.<br /><br />The only down fall of the show were a bunch of guys totally off their rocker on drugs. They were really pushing people, screaming in people's ears, forsing others to let them body surf (which is prohibited), and totally screaming absurd things (like "Meg White is the such a hot bitch!". I like their music, but Meg White is not really that good looking...). After all that, the security guards didn't do anything at all. All they did was stare at them and give them false warnings. I'm never going to watch a concert at teh Bell center on the floor again.<br /><br />I left with a smile on myfae though because I bought a kick ass White Stripes shirt! It's a picture of a skeleton ribs and a heat (as if it were my own) completely made up of buttons.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-46483742982120256562007-07-08T22:00:00.000-04:002007-07-08T22:15:42.661-04:00More DramaWednesday I met up with Emilie. She is now in New York for the summer before she returns to Montreal for Law School at McGill in September. We spent the evening chatting over food and beers at Else's. First time I was there. It's a cool place I will admit. This was followed by a quick game of pool which I lost, this time legitimately (a.k.a by not scratching the 8 ball).<br /><br />Emilie complained that I wasn't writing enough drama on my blog so here goes:<br />After pool, I left Emilie and headed to the metro. There I met 5 really hot chicks from Sweden looking for a nice tall jewish guy with curly hair and glasses who could be their tour guide for the night. Even though I'm dating someone and had to get up early for work, I couldn't say no to 5 hot Swedish chicks! So we hit up EVERY SINGLE bar on St. Laurent. by 2 am I was throwing up on EVERY SINGLE street corner on St. Laurent. On my way to the hot Swedish chicks' hotel, with 2 girls in each arm and one on my back, I bumped into Aurit on the street. She was not pleased and kicked me in the balls, right in front of the hot Swedish chicks. I wanted to apologize, but I was with 5 hot Swedish chicks! So I crawled my way to the hotel room where we had lots and lots of sex.<br /><br />I hope that's enough (completely fabricated) drama for ya Emilie!<br /><br />Have a good tiem in New York City!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-71009527362804177692007-07-08T21:53:00.001-04:002007-07-08T22:00:54.633-04:00So How Is Work Going?Every one wants to know how things are going at my job. Short answer:<br />GREAT!<br /><br />I really like it a lot. So far I keep getting to do different things. I started with just adding French text to already existing labels. Then I was asked to create a label using an existing design to accommodate a new fragrance. Recently I graduated to designing labels completely on my own. It's fun but also a challenge. Sometimes I get a reaction like "Wow that is great! I really love the design!" and at other times I get "Oh.... well, I hope you have other ideas". The main thing is not to get discouraged and especially not to take anything personally, because my personal tastes don't really count, it what the client wants that counts.<br /><br />The coolest thing about my job is that sometime in the near future you'll be able to buy the actual products with the labels I've designed in stores such as Pharmaprix and Jean Coutu. Soon enough, my room will be filled with womens beauty products.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-21418629384036297052007-07-08T21:33:00.000-04:002007-07-08T21:52:46.585-04:00Canada Day in MontrealWhile my weekend in Ottawa was spend mostly relaxing, my Canada day weekend was spent entirely being slave drived.<br /><br />Saturday I was home helping my mom stain our backyard fence. We didn't get too far for my Aunt and Uncle arrived from Toronto to stay with us for the weekend. Saturday night I hit the Jazz fest with Aurit. We saw a couple of shows that were quite good. We then went to St. Sulpice to meat up with my buddies Mike and Zain, who was leaving the next day to move to Ottawa. The last five times I saw Zain, he was either moving away or back to Montreal (all within the last year or so). Make up your mind already! St. Sulpice was a lot of fun. We ended up being a nice sized group (~10 people) just chatting away. Aurit had a drinking contest with Mike and realy showed him up. She topped it off by finishing his beer before we left.<br /><br />The most interesting part of the night had to be the metro ride home. I had parked my car at Namur and by Vendome Aurit was telling me how she really had to go to the washroom. We were on the second to last metro of the night and I had to think quickly. Earlier that week I met a friend at a bar, Finagens, located right across the street from Snowdon Metro, so I suggested we stop there for her quick rest stop.<br /><br />We get to the bar and she runs to the bathroom. The bar is dead. The only ones there are the owner, someone chatting him up at the bar, and a table of about 5 drunken people. they see me standing all alone and ask me if I"m there for Karaoke. Next thing I know, they convince me to sing Macho Man by the Village People. So I did. Half way through, I look up and see Aurit pissing her pants laughing. The other patrons went wild! Most random karaoke ever!<br /><br />Sunday, was spent helping my friends Maryam and Sean move into a new apartment. It took ALL freaking day, but the free pizza dinner made it all worth it. Aurit met me there and even helped clean up a bit before we headed to the Old Port for Canada Day festivities. Note: NEVER drive to the old port on Canada Day! It TRULY SUCKS! We finally found parking and went to the stage. We got there just in time to watch Jeff Marting, former lead man for the Tea Party, and his set was AWESOME! For one song, there was a crazy acrobatic doing tricks on a giant ring hanging from the ceiling of the stage. The fireworks that followed were tons of fun to watch and some were just gigantic, like the whole city was being swallowed up!<br /><br />Monday was no day of rest either, I spent the day painting the fence again. Aurit came over and helped so that was fun. It started to rain though right before we finished so the back wall looks stained except for 2 small parts. The fence kind of looks like <a href="http://www.chriswylde.com/alfred_e_neuman.jpg">Alfred E Newman's smile.</a><br />After dinner, Aurit and I went to Lorne's house to watch a movie. We ended up watching the 1989 classic <a href="http://www.markgerber.com/images/say_anything.jpg">Say Anything</a> starring John Cusack. I highly recommend it.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-48493237906437767872007-07-08T20:48:00.000-04:002007-07-08T21:33:31.561-04:00St. Jean Baptist Weekend in OttawaIn typical Budman style, I spent St. Jean Baptist weekend in Ottawa and was in Montreal for Canada Day.<br />What brought me to Ottawa you may ask?<br />The answer, this guy:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLXQ823ab9dq4kztwewZ5IlOkkPu_ubWk5D4fOhfrNP68ehd9VwWY6yL4lDtu-1zhCYtB-dsv2XF2rsOeGdym5QDA2cnw-soC5P_GPLguWopLQQnOyXjbbyFnD_ULPPIM6aOSI/s1600-h/DSCF1635.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLXQ823ab9dq4kztwewZ5IlOkkPu_ubWk5D4fOhfrNP68ehd9VwWY6yL4lDtu-1zhCYtB-dsv2XF2rsOeGdym5QDA2cnw-soC5P_GPLguWopLQQnOyXjbbyFnD_ULPPIM6aOSI/s320/DSCF1635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084993290867270738" border="0" /></a><br />Who's that strapping young fellow? Why one of Carleton Improv Association's finest, Owen Hewitt.<br /><br />Owen had invited me out to check out the last CIA show before the summer as well as spend the rest of the weekend hanging out. And that we did, lots and lots of it.<br /><br />Friday night I arrived in Ottawa by train, just in time for a kilt clad Owen to pick me up and drive me to Mike's Bar, the graduate bar at Carlton University. I met the other players and soon discovered that I was going to be in the show when I was given a set list of games.<br /><br />The was fun to do and it was the first time I performed with all those guys, but unfortunately hardly any one showed up. On the bright side, those who did really enjoyed themselves and free drinks were being given out because the bar was closing for renovations over the summer.<br /><br />Saturday was a really great lazy day. I slept in, had a great home cooked breakfast (Owen's parents are awesome hosts!), then sat outside for a while. Have you ever just sat outside and enjoyed the weather? I started to observed all the ants scurrying about on his patio stones. Now that is something fun and interesting to do. Watching all these ants run around and doing stuff.<br /><br />We went to the local corner store to pick up some lunch where this young (~19year old) girl who was selling flowers started to chat us up. The 3 highlights of our conversation were:<br />1. I mentioned how I was the "comedy relief" and she corrected me stating it's "comedic relief"<br />2. She INSISTED we both add her on facebook<br />3. She liked when she heard my name because she's also dating a Josh<br /><br />After lunch, I took a nap and then went for a dip in Owen's pool. The water was SO cold, that I even though I was in it for abotu 10 minutes, I was shivering for a couple of hours. After the quick dip, we watched the 3 hour miniseries of Battlestar Galactica. I have to admit that that show is GOOD! (well the miniseries at least). I can't wait to start watching some episodes.<br /><br />After a scrumptious dinner, we hit up the town. We met up with a friend of his, Vicky and headed to a bar in town. There were hardly any people there but that didn't stop us from having fun! I got a few drinks in my and they were real cheap as well. I also got to witness some chick bring a guy to the bathroom to have sex. Twice. And each time it was a different guy. And the two guys knew each other. Skanky.<br /><br />Sunday was spent relaxing at the house again. Owen and I spend most of the day checking out old shows found on <a href="http://www.tv-links.co.uk">tv-links.</a> Ah, Red Drawf, how I still enjoy your British humor. I then returned to Montreal at 7:30pm.<br /><br />I spent most of the day on Monday with Aurit. Monday night, however, I went golfing for the 3rd time in my life. I was with my brother Lorne, his brother in law Dan, and Dan's brother in law Guy.<br /><br />It was fun to play with the guys since I quickly discovered they were all completely different type of golfers:<br /><br />-Dan was the most professional of us. He had the proper clothes, nice set of clubs, goes about 15 times a summer and can really golf.<br /><br />-Lorne on the other hand, likes to be very technical. He was there stretching before each swing, measuring to make sure he's standing in the perfect distance away from the golf ball, etc. and then when he actually hit the ball it most likely not go far or where he intended at all.<br /><br />-Finally, Guy's mentality, being a fairly big guy, was just to knock the fuck out of the ball, Happy Gilmore style.<br /><br />I think I was somewhere in between Lorne and guy. In the end, I played a pretty good round of golf and really kicked ass in the putting part.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-35497104037849084782007-07-08T20:45:00.000-04:002007-07-08T20:48:08.792-04:00The Misadventures of Joshua BudmanThis past couple of weeks I"ve been really busy doing lot's of fun and exciting stuff. Unfortunately I was way too busy (lazy) to write about them while they were happening. So, now that I have a couple of hours before bed, I decided to start catching up the blog with my latest adventures. Enjoy!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-30101922331855854082007-06-13T22:15:00.000-04:002007-06-13T22:30:25.369-04:00Budman's got a new bookThe other day it was so nice outside I took a bike ride with my brother Lorne. I suggested we go to Chapters because I was in dire need of a book. I got tired of buying Rolling Stone magazines.<br /><br />Here's a quick story on the book I ended up buying:<br />When I lived in Australia, I was in a theatre and saw a trailer for some crazy effect movie called Night Watch. It said that Night Watch was the first story in a an epic horror/fantasy trilogy. I had never heard of it but the movie looked really cool and reminded me of Constantine. Unfortunatley I forgot the title of the movie and only rediscovered in on a web site about last year when the DVD came out. Turns out the movie was in fact a Russian film that Sony PIctures bought the rights to Distribute in North America. I wanted to watch the film but the video store guy told me it wasn't very good because it was a low budget film and it was in Russian. I totally forgot about the movie until a couple of days ago when I saw a trailer online for it's sequel Day Watch. I had a sudden interest in the story again and afte a quick search on Wikipedia, discovered the movies are actually based on books writte by a Russian, Sergei Lukyanenko. There are in fact 4 books, Night Watch, Day Watch, Dusk Watch and Twilight Watch. I ended up buying Night Watch (translated in English) and so far so good. I'm a slow reader but I read 100 pages since yesturday! For me that's awesome.<br /><br />As for the story, the book is based in modern Moscow and unknown to humans, there are a race of Others that have super powers (some are magicians, vampires, werewolves, etc.). The others are divided into Light and Dark and after years of fighting made a truce. In order to keep the truce, the Light side has a 'police' force called the Night Watch and the Dark side have the Day Watch. The first book is apperently the story of how something (I dont' knwo what yet) is going to happen that screws up the balance.<br /><br />It's a real easy read with not much detail (not like some authors I've read who spend like 10 pages describing a room) and most of the book is in first person from the main characters point of view which makes it interesting for me.<br /><br />Well, I"m off to go read!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-46483218256054948982007-06-13T21:45:00.000-04:002007-06-13T22:14:58.648-04:00Getting the feel of workYet again, I"ve been lagging on current posts. I can't help it. It's just now that i have a job, I spend at least 8 hours a day in front of my computer, so I don't really have the urge to sit in front of it at home and write in this blog. Why now, you ask? Well... I'm kind of bored.<br /><br />Work is going really well. I like it a lot and there is always something to do. I have a lot of deadlines coming up. The only crappy things is because it's all new stuff and some people were away on vacation, things have been a tad disorganized. I've been working on lebels for a specific line of products and I've almost completed them. However, I went over the final drafts with my boss and said something along the lines of "Now that i"m done with this stuff, I should go and do -*some task pertainig to the labels*-" and she gave me a look of death because it turns out I should have done that in the beginning. Oops... Well, now I know for next time and although I now have to go back adn alter everything, it shouldn't take me too long.Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939160.post-16869254335130609702007-05-27T13:37:00.000-04:002007-05-27T13:48:31.717-04:00Discharched from the NavyAfter working at Old Navy for just over one year and seven months, Thursday marked my last shift ever at Old Navy. I made sure to use as many discounts as I could before they took my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">privileges</span> away, and purchased a couple of shirts from Old Navy and new pair of pans from the Gap. I'm looking <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tres</span> hot.<br /><br />Had I not caught a cold, I think my last day would have been more exciting, but I was feeling pretty shitty. the shift went by really slow and felt much longer than a normal 7 hour shift.<br /><br />The highlight of the day was when a customer asked me for help, stating that there he couldn't find the size of the article of clothing he was looking for on the floor. Taking his word for it without checking my self, I discovered on the computer system that we indeed had stock, so I went <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">to</span> get the staircase to look in the storage area on top. Meanwhile, my boss Scott came by and offered his services by looking up there for me. He couldn't find anything. That's when I decided to check on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">the</span> floor myself, and low and behold they were in fact all there, so in the end I made Scott go up for nothing. The customer thanked me and started to walk away. However, as he was walking away, purely as a joke, Scott <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">loudly</span> and in a fake angry tone yelled at me saying "That's it! This is your last day here!". I missed it but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">apparently</span> the expression on the customers face was as if he had seen a ghost. Priceless!<br /><br />The coolest thing about that day was that when I had started my shift, The Arcade Fire's No Cars Go was playing on the Old Navy CD. When I took my lunch break it was playing again. Finally when I punched out and walked out from the back room for the last time, it was playing once again! Freaky!<br /><br />Goodbye Old Navy, it's been a blast!Budmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12688739385230914086noreply@blogger.com0