I have a fever-and the only prescription is more cowbell

Recording.woot woot woot.

Well after some setbacks and not getting in recording before teh break, I got in friday and saturday and have thus far finished 8/10 tracks, only 2 more to get done, hopefully I can finish that up tonight. I think this album is going to be a lot of fun. VERY different from teh first one, whioch will be interesting as well to contrast the 2 of them. Good times. I hope to see you all at the CD release, although most of you who read this are probably in the band or out of the province, meh.

Euthanasia- A slight turn from recording. I have the moral dilemna going on in my mind right now of what I think of euthanasia and I need to sort out all of the arguments before wednesday so i can write a good test.

Here's my main dilemna in my mind right now

Euthanasia does give each person control over their lives, potentially enriching the life they had without having to endure pain and suffering on the end.
But, euthanasia could be seen as compromising the sanctity of life, and also euthanasia can be seen as a very selfish act. that selfishness may not necessarily be a bad thing except that lots of humanities problems have come from selfishness, such as poverty and war....... So.....let the war of morals rage on in my brain.

"Reading Week"

Well Reading week was a fun one. Good to get away for awhile. I won't bore you all with details but there were definitely some funny things. Thanks go out to all those who put me up for the week, especially, Vero, PO et Caro!

1- Beggar asking for heroine--not "can you spare some change" but "can you give me heroin"

2- Random car pulling up and asking if we have cocaine

3- We found a licence on the floor in the bar so we made it our mission to find this person in a huge bar- walk up the stairs to the second level, see a girl that has the same colour hair as the girl in the picture so I point at here and say "Ashley Mitchell"- needless to say it was her and she was extremely creeped out.

4- Somehow managing to get free tickets to the Ottawa 67's hockey game. Yay for random ticket lady. saved me $14

5- Beer and then liquor, never been sicker----TRUE!!!!!!

6- Taking a parliament tour and getting put on the spot when I wasnt paying attention "Mark, I think you must have something to add". Shit

7-Got to partake in one of my dreams- Skating on the rideau canal!!!!

8- McGill campus rocks- SO pretty and right in downtown montreal


In other news- TTM starting recording album 2- unfortunately I left before I was able to lay down any tracks- SO that will hopefully happen soon! I am very excited!

they have gone crazy!!

haha well Gilette has announced a new razor with 5 blades, and one on the back for tirmming and 2 aloe strips.!!!! WHY DOES ANYONE NEED THAT!!! WHY
well , I thought this article from the onion was hilarious b/c it was in 2004 mocking the razor companies...well now they actually have a 5 blade razor, good foresight from the onion on that one.


Fuck Everything, We're Doing Five Blades

By James M. Kilts
CEO and President,
The Gillette Company
February 18, 2004 | Issue 40•07
James M. Kilts

Would someone tell me how this happened? We were the fucking vanguard of shaving in this country. The Gillette Mach3 was the razor to own. Then the other guy came out with a three-blade razor. Were we scared? Hell, no. Because we hit back with a little thing called the Mach3Turbo. That's three blades and an aloe strip. For moisture. But you know what happened next? Shut up, I'm telling you what happened—the bastards went to four blades. Now we're standing around with our cocks in our hands, selling three blades and a strip. Moisture or no, suddenly we're the chumps. Well, fuck it. We're going to five blades.

Sure, we could go to four blades next, like the competition. That seems like the logical thing to do. After all, three worked out pretty well, and four is the next number after three. So let's play it safe. Let's make a thicker aloe strip and call it the Mach3SuperTurbo. Why innovate when we can follow? Oh, I know why: Because we're a business, that's why!

You think it's crazy? It is crazy. But I don't give a shit. From now on, we're the ones who have the edge in the multi-blade game. Are they the best a man can get? Fuck, no. Gillette is the best a man can get.

What part of this don't you understand? If two blades is good, and three blades is better, obviously five blades would make us the best fucking razor that ever existed. Comprende? We didn't claw our way to the top of the razor game by clinging to the two-blade industry standard. We got here by taking chances. Well, five blades is the biggest chance of all.

Here's the report from Engineering. Someone put it in the bathroom: I want to wipe my ass with it. They don't tell me what to invent—I tell them. And I'm telling them to stick two more blades in there. I don't care how. Make the blades so thin they're invisible. Put some on the handle. I don't care if they have to cram the fifth blade in perpendicular to the other four, just do it!

You're taking the "safety" part of "safety razor" too literally, grandma. Cut the strings and soar. Let's hit it. Let's roll. This is our chance to make razor history. Let's dream big. All you have to do is say that five blades can happen, and it will happen. If you aren't on board, then fuck you. And if you're on the board, then fuck you and your father. Hey, if I'm the only one who'll take risks, I'm sure as hell happy to hog all the glory when the five-blade razor becomes the shaving tool for the U.S. of "this is how we shave now" A.

People said we couldn't go to three. It'll cost a fortune to manufacture, they said. Well, we did it. Now some egghead in a lab is screaming "Five's crazy?" Well, perhaps he'd be more comfortable in the labs at Norelco, working on fucking electrics. Rotary blades, my white ass!

Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe we should just ride in Bic's wake and make pens. Ha! Not on your fucking life! The day I shadow a penny-ante outfit like Bic is the day I leave the razor game for good, and that won't happen until the day I die!

The market? Listen, we make the market. All we have to do is put her out there with a little jingle. It's as easy as, "Hey, shaving with anything less than five blades is like scraping your beard off with a dull hatchet." Or "You'll be so smooth, I could snort lines off of your chin." Try "Your neck is going to be so friggin' soft, someone's gonna walk up and tie a goddamn Cub Scout kerchief under it."

I know what you're thinking now: What'll people say? Mew mew mew. Oh, no, what will people say?! Grow the fuck up. When you're on top, people talk. That's the price you pay for being on top. Which Gillette is, always has been, and forever shall be, Amen, five blades, sweet Jesus in heaven.

Stop. I just had a stroke of genius. Are you ready? Open your mouth, baby birds, cause Mama's about to drop you one sweet, fat nightcrawler. Here she comes: Put another aloe strip on that fucker, too. That's right. Five blades, two strips, and make the second one lather. You heard me—the second strip lathers. It's a whole new way to think about shaving. Don't question it. Don't say a word. Just key the music, and call the chorus girls, because we're on the edge—the razor's edge—and I feel like dancing.

Africa

Eric manraj- some of you know him, is in africa and has had some interesting experiences to share.

ericmanraj.blogspot.com