dimafleck: the living legend.

sya this show last night at the winter garden in toronto. amazing. louis killed it. his schtick is a amzing, he's like this sweet, realist of a dad, but then spins it in the most shocking inappropriate way. fucking hilarious. did he do the whole thing about why kids dissapear in ottawa? that was crazy!

2 whole chickens... backbone split and breast bone taken out. take 7 or so long red chillies and roast them in the oven for 15 minutes or so. while thats happening... take a sauce pan and add: a little less than 1 cup olive oil. half of that amount of red wine vinigar. 1 heaping tablespoon oregano 1 heaping tablespoon paprika and half a crushed garlic bulb. once the peppers are out of the oven, cut them into chunks, seeds and all, and add them to the pot. turn the heat up to medium and let it slowly come to a boil. let it simmer for 5 minutes or so. throw that shit into a blender and blend it. then let it cool. take your flattened chickens and add a good amount of course salt and lots of course black pepper. add the sauce you made. let this shit marinade for at least and hour. but 4 hours is best. the trick here is to let this marinade under a heavy press. so do this in a large bowl, cover the chicken with plastic wrap and then put in a bunch of bricks or something. crank your bbq up to the highest... take 2 heavy bricks and cover them in tin foil and let them back in the bbq aswell. take the marinade thats at the bottom of your bowl and add it to some melted butter for basting. once the heat is scortching in the bbq, turn it down to low and throw the chicken on the grill. the frst few minutes, its going to flare up like crazy so have a spray bottle ready and keep that shit under control. once the flare ups have settled down, throw your heavy hot bricks ontop of the chickens and close up the girl. watch it carefully to make sure it doesn't burn. flip the birds and bast as need be and watch them so they don't burn...it can be tricky but well worth it. serve with some kick ass piri piri sauce. trust me.

i was kidding about the vip and meeting bono. i was on the floor. newrider...suck my balls.

I've seen them before, and as hyped up as this tour is, I think their tours in the past have been much better. that stage is a monster, but i think its a pretty hallow monster. t found the lighting to be pretty weak most of the time. the crowd was lame as fuck (i gues it is u2 so whatever), and , i dunno the music just didn't do it for me. overrrated and over blown. i had free vip's and got to meet bono and partied in a box with some pretty interesting people, so whatever.

k, so here's the deal. i just accidently bought this ticket. i didn't realize i'm supposed to be doing E, seeing tiesto and giving my boyfriend a back rub at Arrow Hall that night. anyone want this ticket? face value to jambands.ca 80 bucks to craiglist. i give you deal my friend. MY FRIEND COME BACK! ten tousand sir! SIR!!! COMBAK!! SIR! ALLO! WE MAKE DEAL! ALLO! SIR COMBAK! HOW MUCH YOU PAY? SIR!

i'm fairly sure its illegal for a cyclist in toronto to squeeze through when a driver is turner right on a green. they are supposed to pass on the left.

that was awful. at least mock me with something worth while. is this what they teach you at your technical institute?

cyclists in the city have this sense of entitlement that makes me sick. and i'm not talking about the person who uses his bike to commute to work. i'm talking about the people that think cycling is a "culture". they are scum. a large portion of these goons have this bullshit sense of entitlement and have far more "rage" than any driver. bryant was in a convertable, totally exposed and had some crazy drunk goon hanging onto his car. no way i would have stopped. not in a million years. anyway, he will get the charges dropped...not only because he is not wrong in his actions, but mostly because he is rich and powerful. good for him.

i'd be fucking terrified living next you a corn field.

screw you guys

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jerk!

is that really necessary?

i'm sure most of you goons have probably already heard of this guy, but i am proud to say that i was one of the first thousand followers. his thread showed up on Reddit.com (a must stop for any internet user) and has since gained over 150 000 followers and has been written about in the globe and mail. this guy is my favorite part of my day.

sweaty meat flaps.

greasy piss curtins.

don't get all semantics on me you white peice of bread.

its not he mentioned that she was jewish fool. lets think about context. he was poinnting out how SOLD OUT, how WATERED DOWN, how SOULESS, how SUBURBAN etc this music was. and points out that she is jewish as part of the problem or part fo the reason that this is infact, whatered down, souless, suburban, etc. lets switch up the culture, but use the same foolish attitude. "I don't know about you but I find this wanna-bee-doodly-doop-doo black ass version of Ella (with a fraction of the talent) supremely annoying even to look at. God forbid hearing her 'perform' her populist brand of 'jazz' that makes Diana Krall seem about as out as the Art Ensemble of Chicago" "I don't know about you but I find this wanna-bee-doodly-doop-doo p brown ass arab version of Ella (with a fraction of the talent) supremely annoying even to look at. God forbid hearing her 'perform' her populist brand of 'jazz' that makes Diana Krall seem about as out as the Art Ensemble of Chicago." sounds kinda offensive and dumb no? don't give me "you can't even go saying the term jewish without being called an antisemite" fucking goys i tell you. i think its all the milk you drink with dinner.

just admit that you went to a see a jew artist perform for suburban jews and you are an anti semite and it got to you. admit it.

go do some drugs you anti semite.

just got back. a few points with SPOILERS: 1) give credit to QT for having the balls to rewrite history and end up having balls big enough to actually pull it off without the movie looking like schlop. 2) I love how completely reflexive the movie was. Here we have a climax where we see a room full of Nazis watching American bodies dying everywhere and gigglin with glee. We feel they are evil. We know they are stupid and mindless. They are horrible heartless humans. Yet, here we are, sitting in a theatre, watching Nazis being killed and burned alive and most of us are giggling with glee. hmmm. there's a lot of that reflective quality in the movie. It’s very conscious of its own outlandishness. 3) Every situation in this movie is full of incredible tension. The dairy farm and the bar scene especially. Great stuff. Such masterful use of tension/release. 4) Tarantino had a real free pass with the basterds as a vehicle to just show mindless and fun violence. They are Jews, and they are hurting Nazis, so no matter how grotesque, its still comical. He never crosses the line. In the bar scene, he leaves his audience waiting, for 20 minutes no less, for Schliptz to lose his cool and go on a killing spree... never happens. It doesn’t happen for the same reason Spielberg regrets the dive scene from Jaws where the corpse scares the shit out of everyone. Spielberg left it in, and it’s the biggest scare of the entire movie. The climax on the boat isn't as intense as it should because the audience blew its load. With Basterds, its all about pre-cum. Instead of the much longed for Schliptz kill spree, we have to wait another 45minutes until we finally reach our climax and get the violence we've aching for. If the movie was riddled with the basterds killing people left right and centre, the theatre scene would never have as much of an impact. The audience eats up every second because the movie finally gives us everything we've been wanting. Tarantino fucked his audience slow and steady...and then blew his load all over our faces and we lapped up every minute of it. incredible film making. 5) THE THEATRE SCENE: this scene is like nothing I’ve every seen. Such orchestration. such beauty. such an intense conceptualization. What a set peice. wow. The air in that theatre was thick with atmosphere. One moment that stands out: the Jew shooting Hitler with his machine gun. Shooting, over and over, emptying his round into Adolf fucking Hitler. Imagine being that Jew, imagine having a ticking bomb with seconds to go strapped to your leg. Spending your last seconds on earth in a room full of burning Nazi’s shooting Hitler with a machine gun knowing the war was over. Real or not real, absurd revisionist history or not, that is a powerful fucking concept for a situation and tarantino pulled it off. I FELT IT. The fact that he is able to do this, without it falling into the “this is nonsense†bin, proves the guy isn't a wash up. Proves the movie is a success. 6) The Jew Hunter. Goes with out saying, what a fucking performance. Even better than the Joker. 7) Lastly, a little on the man himself. The guy was young. He was hungry. He made an incredibly unique and powerful statement with reservoir dogs, and pulp fiction. Incredibly powerful and incredibly influential. With Jackie Brown (its a great movie non the less)...he matured, he refined his craft, but at the end of the day, had he continued to go down that road, he would be a rehasher. This new era of Tarantino is simply an auteur that has reached what I like to refer to as "grand master" status. The guy is well aware that he will never top Pulp Fiction. He has no intention in ever doing so. The fact that this is the man that made Pulp Fiction and he still hasn't sullied his legacy is an accomplishment in and of itself. He knows who he is, and he knows he has a free pass to do whatever the fuck he wants and to have as much fun as he wants. He wants his audience to have as much fun as he's having. As far as pop art goes, Tarantino is the shit and he is as relevant today as he was in the nineties. That is some powerful fucking artistry right there. Every movie the man makes is an “event†and the fact his next film will be even more an “event†than Basterds demonstrates that this film is successful. This isn't a hollow movie with QT just throwing out a bunch of shit kicking violence, references and kooky dialogue. This is a deep artistic statement, and a very brave and powerful one at that. This is by far his best work since PF in both concept and execution.

thanks for the reminder. scored amazing balcony seats.

i am a fan of ween. no new material, no special renditions, no kind of thought, no back up band, no proper sound. no effort.

the show was crap.