Black Minnie

Okay, so I'm loving Chanel Iman as the first black Minnie Mouse.
Maybe I'm a little biased, but you gotta admit she looks adorable. The clothes are BOOM too.

Credit: http://www.manemovement.com/blog/?p=1621


Follow the Sun,
S.

Dedicated to the one and only C.

Love,
S.

Cool Pics from my Iphone.

Taken with my iPhone

edited with iPhoto

depicts my iLife

Things I love about Budapest

1. You can drink on the street. (They sell hot wine on every corner for $1)
2. You can bun anywhere.
3. You can still smoke inside.
4. Streusel.
5. Clubs never close.
6. The metro runs on the honour system (ha)
7. Grocery shopping is an adventure. Pure guess work.
8. CHEAP booze.

To be continued....

Flashback

Have to send a shout out to my boy Afrotoe who got me started on the bloggin beat.

He recently got to sit down with Prevail and Mad Child from Swollen Members.

Brought me right back to the days of Bring it Home feat. Moka Only, when I didn't know what a Swollen Member was....

Check it:

Keep it clean, Mad Child. Respect.

Follow the Sun,
S.

ALEXANDER MCQUEEN AND TIM BURTON ARE A NICE MIX.

Harper's Bazaar Magazine just released a Tim Burton inspired photoshoot

felt the need to share

Photos by Tim Walker

Peace, Love, and all that Jazz

C.

Check him out

If you like Bonobo like I do, check out Pretty Lights.

He releases his albums for free download on his website which is pretty rad. Plus his website is way cool. http://www.prettylightsmusic.com/

Jammin to this song day and night:

S.

S in Budapest

So it's my first day in Budapest. Feeling like a turtle living in a world on SLLLOOOOWWWW MOOOOOO.

YUL - FRA
Sat on a plane with a million little brats who wouldn't STFU! If one wasn't crying, another was screaming. It was a living hell. Needless to say, even after 3 mini-bottles of wine and a few Bailey's on ice, I didn't sleep.
Resorted to watch The September Issue (yeah, there's a fashionista somewhere deep down in me) and Paper Heart, a random ass documentary about Charlyne, some 18 year old chick who doesn't believe in love but ends up falling for Michael Cera (of all people?!!). Umm...yeah. That was just strange.

FRA
Frankfurt airport is the worst airport ever. All they serve is PANINI's. Literally walked around the ENTIRE airport in search of a real meal. But nawwwwww.....
Struggled to stay awake during my 6 hour layover. Desperate not to miss my flight like the unfortunate Mexico incident. Watched 500 Days of Summer, which was surprisingly amusing.

FRA - BUD
Slept. finally.

BUD
Ate a 3-course decadent meal at a 2 (out of 3) star Michelin restaurant (a big FUCKING deal) for 56 euros. Ridiculous. Probs a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Slept for 14 hours. Still feel like a crazy person.

Stay tuned.

Követ a nap,
S.

18 days without Facebook and...

• A shit load of people have cursed me for UNFRIENDING them
  
• I am so far out of the loop that I have stopped caring about what my friends are thinking, feeling, doing, eating at any given moment
  
• People seem to think that without a fbook profile, I don't exist
• People seem to think that without a fbook profile, I have no life

I'm actually hesitant to reactivate.

The silence has been nice.

S.

Two RAD vids....

....courtesy of the one and only T.Herzizzle.

S.

Guidos, guidettes, and the Jersey Shore.

My new obsession.

MTV's the Jersey Shore.

Yes, ladies and gentleman, they have stooped to filming Jersey guidos and guidettes pumping fists, pounding chicks and eating protein bars.

It is perhaps the best show MTV has ever made, with such classic lines as:

"I don't have to deal with this shit. I'm a bartenda, you know, i do great things."

"Wait, wait, wait. You didn't say anything about your boyfriend this whole night. What a shady bitch!"

"If a girl's a slut, i mean, she should be abused."

"My dream is to live in Jersey Shore, with a hot tan, juiced up guido."

Seriously,
WATCH IT NOW.

S.

Something that has brought me hours of entertainment....

....okay, maybe I shouldn't admit to that.

CHECK IT:

S.

Bunnies do Brokeback Mountain

How appropriate.

The lovely C showed me the wonderful world of Bunny Renactments.

They are AMAZING. Especially Brokeback and Office Space.

Shit's crazy....

...but seriously, with those skillz, couldn't you master Toronto a little better? I'm not a blubber hunting redneck from the Yukon.

Happy DECEMBER!

It's that time of year.

You know, the time when I stay in the lab/library 24/7 drinking coffee red bulls and eating crunchy cheetos.

Thank god it's almost over.

Check out the poster I just designed for the Communication Studies end of year Jam.

I won't be there, but check it out - Us, coms nerds know how to get down.

Final result after 20 million e-mails from the COMS Guild.

Dogs are not babies.

In the past 24 hours I've seen a woman pushing her dog in a stroller and another woman with her dog in a sling across her chest.

For the last time, dogs are not children.

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21 and I couldn't outdance this Great Grandma.

Okay, this woman is 92 and she's dancing with her 29 year old great-grandson.

It's long, but watch it to the end - especially starting at 1:30.

INSANE.



S.

I AM A MUSICIAN.

PLEASE ENJOY MY NEW SONG SYMMETRY

WWW.MYSPACE.COM/CARLYFRIDHANDLERMUSIC

C.

S. is a fantasic person.

...Just putting that out there.
that you all should consider yourself lucky to bathe in her words of wisdom.
She really does rock heavenly.

C.

W.T.F is our world coming to?

Twilight-themed heroin bags seized with pictures of Robert Pattinson on them.

ROBERT Pattinson and his Twilight co-stars have become embroiled in a drug scandal involving bags of Twilight-themed heroin being seized with pictures of the cast on them.

"drugs with cartoon pictures of Twilight characters on them were seized recently in West Hempstead, Long Island in New York.

The Twilight-themed drug bags have been gaining popularity over the last couple of months, seen as a cynical attempt on the part of drug dealers to cash in on the mass hysteria surrounding the films, and their popularity with a young teenage market."

Oh man.

we all need to go to the LIFE store. like now.

Peace and Love and All that Twilight Heroin.

C.

MUPPETS DO QUEEN = BEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE.

Google's attempt to make internet searches interesting.

.
Google: Every search is a quest. Every quest is a story.

http://www.youtube.com/searchstories

FAIL.

S.

Before I write another pointless post....

I just wanna give a shout out to my blog partner C.
She's rad.
But I've buried her brilliance in my ramblings.
I hope she'll start posting more often!
Ahem, C....ahem.

Love you.
S

Flare

.
I think every student at McGill is forced to wear at least one piece of McGill flare. I am surrounded by a sea of McGill insignia-ed bookbags, notebooks, sweatshirts, pens, water bottles, hats, coffee mugs and stickers.
Man, these fools got spirit.
.

S.

I don't know why...

.
...but this really scares me.

S.
.

Movember is the Antichrist to...

.
People with Pogonophobia: the fear of beards.

S.

I'm leaving for Europe in 17 days....

Which one will be me??




Follow the Skies,
S

Some people have...

very
strange
faces.

Obvious comment of the week:

Without Facebook....


I blog.

Spectacle Semiotics

As a spectacle wearer since the age of 9, I identify with this....



S.

Ode to Dumplings.

Oh sweet packets of delicious goodness.

Your perfect fillings suspended in a cocoon of warm broth.

I bite.

Slurp.

And fill you up with spice, sour and salt

then eat my creation with satisfying delight.

Each treat, each bite, each iteration more succulent than the last.

I ate 18 of you.

And now,

I'm spent.

S.

EXPLORE.

http://www.uncontrol.com/

Tranny wins Miss Brazil.

Non-tranny isn't happy. 

Skip to 1:18 

48 Hours clean...

No Facebook. 

For 48 hours. 

How long can I last....?

Feels pretty good actually. 

Finding new procrastination tools though. 

Tumblr. Stumble upon. Twitter. 

Went through all of Katy Perry's twitpics. Ughhh...

Follow the sun, don't follow me,

S

I'm in...

I got an invite to Google Wave. 

Now what?

Drinking a milkshake...

It was worth it.

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The Swine Excuse

It's getting old. 

Apparently, every fuck-up large or small can now be solved with the simple, "It's the H1N1."

Failed attempts at using this excuse:

Teacher:  

"Sorry I haven't marked your papers, and that my lectures suck, I had the H1N1."

Student:  

"My dog H1N1-ed on my homework."

Friend: 

"Gotta cancel our plans 15 min before because I just got the H1N1."

Fox News: 

"We can't be Fair and Balanced! We got the H1N1."

Lover:  

"Condoms irritate my H1N1."

Student:  

"I can't write a bibliography in MLA format when I have the H1N1."

Speaking of the love making, my favourite advice on how to protect yourself from your BF's H1N1 courtesy of Cosmo magazine:

"Instead of doing missionary, switch to reverse cow girl - that way you won't breathe on each other and spread the H1N1."

Uhhhhh.....aren't you exchanging bodily fluids? 

Other H1N1 advise from The Swine-Flu Club:

Do not alter your typical daily regimen: Sleep in, skip class, lounge around the dorm, and drink (lots of fluids).

Marijuana does not qualify as an "herbal remedy."

Getting an "I Survived Swine '09" tattoo is strongly discouraged.

Follow the Swine,

S

Hey neighbours blasting Eminem!!!!

Eat a dick.

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I'll see you at the Lion

...a phrase that I'll be saying as often as possible.

Hit up the Burgundy Lion with the girls last night.
A 5 hour sesh of free shots, home brewed ale and my new fav, Hot Toddy's ensued.
For those non-Anglophiles, a Hot Toddy is a delicious hot brew of Scotch, mulled cider, cinnamon and orange slices. Clearly a dangerous combination.

The Lion is an interesting place. Half English pub, half singles bar, and FULL hipster hot spot.
I believe 60% of the boys wore the Clark Kent, Wayfarer nerd glasses and the other 40% matched their girlfriends in oh-so-rad-plaid.
Not to mention the plague of Movember-ites, who's achievements ranged from bush to pube-stache.

Our waiter, a charming fellow named John, was easy on the eyes but I think his brain was so focused on pushing out facial hair that it couldn't carry out it's waiterial duties.

The illusive English Poutine of handcut "chips" and strong blue cheese with a beefy gravy, alas, never came.
Those Hot Toddy's? 40 minutes late.

What did ensure, was a Braised Pork Shoulder on a bed of creamy mashed potatoes with hints of caramelized onions and parsnips, with gravy all over.

A quick 420 break later, our table was littered with delicious treats.
Treacle tart (warm fresh-out-the-oven sugar pie), a Bread and Butter Chocolate Bread Pudding guaranteed to produce diabetes and my personal fav, STICKY TOFFEE PUDDING.

UMMM....YES PLEASE!

The night ended buzzed and satisfied, watching 12 cop cars screech around the corner to Al Taib, my local Kebab and Pizza shop, and bust up in there like they owned the place.
All I know is that you shouldn't mess with someone's Ed Hardy or you're gonna get a hurt on real bad.

Follow the MF sun,
S

PS. Cop who turned on his siren lights just to turn right on a red light (something dumbass Frenchland doesn't allow).....I'M ON TO YOU.

PPS. Should I get off my ass and make a chocolate milkshake? Max, you sold me. I think so.

PPPS. I am SO getting this next time...

My face being in public places and how this makes me feel philosophical

So today I was having lunch with my good friend Ron at Anton and James on Stanley.

Mid salad I look up at the sandwich bar to where I see ALL 5 of the sandwich men eyeing me and smiling. Then I see all the OTHER workers looking at me as well. Wow, I must be very attractive today! Obviously, as I would discover, this is a delusional thought. As I am on the way to find the bathroom one of the "would you like mayo on that?" men comes up to me and says "Isn't it your face in our washroom?"My stomach flops. Yes. Yes. It is.

Should I be freaked out that my face smiles at my friends and strangers as they expose themselves and urinate?

I mean I get to "see" people when they are in they are in there most vulnerable position.

Ive had numerous friends tell me they can't even go when my face is there. I have aquired quite the superpower. I can force people to hold their bladders. That's pretty fantastic. Sigh.

It's also pretty fantastic because it gives me the power of surprise, I get to say hello to my friends even when I am not there. A friendly reminder that I am thinking of you....as you pee?

Who knows.

I do.
I know that I do?
Who knows if I know that I do?
Well what is cannot BE.





Peace and Love and All that Jazz.





C.

This is what we do.

In case you didn't know, S + C are both majoring in Intermedia.

According to the brilliant Matt Soar (aka my former Intermedia teacher),
INTERMEDIA is...a term most often attributed to Fluxus artist Dick Higgins, ‘Intermedia’ refers to creative works that lie formally and conceptually between established media.
INTERMEDIA is... the exploration of media and creative practices that embrace the analog and the digital; the residual and the emergent.
INTERMEDIA is...graphic design and typography, illustration, rotoscoping, stop-motion animation, interactive narrative, database documentary, motion graphics, and web design.

We will continue to update you on our projects, but here are some of our recent work.

S portfolio.

A comment on Veiling




Branding Assignment
create a social cause/movement and create a brand package with logo and advertisement.

SEEDHEART is a movement to bring global change to a local level. Rather than focusing on the macro concerns of poverty, pandemic and famine, seedheart believes in the power of microfinance. By providing individuals with small, no interest loans, seedheart empowers entrepreneurs to take hold of their future and the future of their community.

Logo

Advertisement


Then create an ad for your peer's brand:
WISTA - West Island Student Association

Advertisement (starring the one and only C)




To be continued....

I HATE TECTONIC

So there are a shit load of Frenchies in this here city and as much as I love your sexy accents, your delicious croissants and having legit Duty Free Marlboros....you can't dance.

Note to people taking up my dance space:
MOVING YOUR ARMS AROUND IN REPEATING PATTERNS DOES NOT QUALIFY YOU TO DANCE ON A STAGE, SPEAKER or ANYWHERE FOR THAT MATTER.

You think you're so good. Well guess what? It's so easy, this 4 year old does it BETTER!

Aaden Gosselin

So we're a little obsessed with Aaden Gosselin aka the runt child of Jon and Kate (the biggest fuck-up parents in the mid-West).

Here is a little tribute to the least cute Gosselin who will definitely grow up to be the genius who ends the spread of CHILDREN.



This is Mommy "god I wish I was on the pill" Kate. She's all party in the front, soccer mom in the back:


This is Daddy "shoulda worn condoms" John. He decided it would be a good idea to make a funny video about his life whilst in the middle of a MESSY DIVORCE that is RUINING HIS CHILDREN'S LIVES.

Jon Gosselin Goes Back in Time from Jon Gosselin

This is Hailey Glassman - aka the dirty slut who ruined the Gosselin empire and won't STFU about it. TLC has a hit out on her.


Here is a recent convo S & C had about the Gosselin phenomenon:
1:07am - 1:20am

Carly
go to bed

Es
i'm trying

Carly
me too. we need to blog

Es
is your haircut keeping you up?

Carly
yea it keeps cutting my pillow like little gosselin daggers

Es
yeah watch your eyes. they have a life of their own

Carly
ill try

Es
kate scissorhair kills 15 yr old John's gf in a freak stabbing accident

Carly
amazing. they are superheros. we need names

Es
yeahh

Carly
k-EIGHT-RON
K-EIGHT-TRON

Es
hahaha
Captain John

Carly
Captain John vs. Pirate K'Eight

Es
yesss

Carly
who will take the bounty of the eight gold statues

Es
Kate-ahontas

Carly
John "should have worn condoms" smith

Es
seven golden statues and one migit with glasses

Carly
HAHAHHAH
that glasses kid is MAD jokes

Es
TOO GOOD

Stay tuned for more Aaden adventures!

Follow the Sun,
S

My Tube

I'm a YouTube fanatic. Always have been, always will.
I think it is the most important phenomenon of our lifetime.
I can watch some kid in Germany freak out at his World of Warcraft game. I can participate in a social experiment that tests my Awareness. I can learn the importance of CONDOMS.
But most importantly, I can share all these wonders with all of YOU.

So here we go. The much sought after:

S LIST

I say sought after, since certain OTHER bloggers have been known to steal my YouTube gems and write them off as their own finds. HA! No one beats S at a YouTube war!

Starting with my more recent faves:








The Best Series goes to....

PETER CHAO



KUTIMAN who takes completely unrelated YouTube videos from all over the World and compiles them into beautiful songs.



CLASSICS that will never get old:


Say What You See - Watch more funny videos here













MAD SKILLZ:

MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.

WAY MORE TO COME....
Stay tuned.

Oh and don't even think about reposting this unless you give credit where credit is deserved.

Follow the Sun,
S

the la chronicals

chapter 1: the conference guys
There are a breed of men who seem to exist only in airports. They were ill-fitting slacks. The buttons of their cheap beige shirts struggle to hold over their round frontal orbs made up of angus burgers and those heart-attack salads that only America can make that unhealthy. They talk loudly on Bluetooth headsets...hoping someone, just someone might hear their business jargon and see them as the lovechild of Donald Trump and George Clooney....Well they wouldn't want people to see them for the hairplugs that they are. They are American Airlines Gold members, which means that they walk along a mini red carpet and wait behind a small gate until the flight attendant notices, announces "wait! proirity passenger", walks around her desk and opens the gate. Do you feel special now, Mr. Conference Guy? Off to Miami/Cincinatti/Dallas to meet with a bunch of other guys who never quite got over frat boy humour. Your miniture PC is not that cool, especially cuz your fat fingers are having trouble creating a spreadsheet!

chapter 2: the hike
Guess I'll never get over the Canadian city mentality that anything and everything is walkable.
Decided to go shop on melrose...3 miles away.
The woman said it would take me an hour
Ha! She doesn't know me and my freakishly long legs!
Walked passed the Kodak Theatre, along the road of stars. Wondered how they choose who's worthy....cuz there are a few questionable mentions - like Wonder Woman, she's not a real person!! Of course I found one that was right at home...


Walked past the Mann Chinese theatre and the hundreds of tourists desperate to be snapped with a look-a-like. Sure, some are okay, some are just creepy (midget as Chucky!) and some are just so good....I'm pretty sure Samuel L. just took a day off to walk down to Hollywood and make a few bucks. Love that there are now 4 MJ's fighting for their piece of his dead fame and that little old Mexican men can now make bank on selling sequined gloves.

3 miles of autobody shops, mexican furniture stands, dollar stores, strip malls and gas stations later, I arrived at Melrose.
Steal was waiting for me outside the infamous Pink's, where a cracked out meth-wreck was flashing her va-jay at errry'body!


Welcome to Hollywood.

chapter 3: the burger
If you are ever in need of that beefy fix, that clusterfuck of delicious goodness to sooth your insatiable appetite, look no further than 25 Degrees in the Roosevelt Hotel. It's a stylish burger bar that does it RIGHT.
Order the "Es Beat":
Medium rare sirloin, burrata cheese, bacon well-done, avocado, caramelized onions and garlic aoli.
And sweet potato fries, of course!
Perfection.

chapter 4: backyard, backstreet, industry jam
Dude was given a sythesizer.
So his record label decided to throw him a party.
What transpired was an open-bar rager of the hippest cats on the block, jammin out, eating cranberry cheesecake cups, and acting a fool.
There was a man in a burgendy valure jacket and pimp hat who looked curiously like....a pimp.
Others mused about whether "indie" is still a valid genre since every god damn hipster rock band is apparently "indie" despite getting a 3 million dollar record deal.
Some took shots of jack. Holler, Steal!
Some wished they hadn't eaten a huge ass burger so they could fit more Newcastle's in their belly.

The Boss

The night ended back at the Roosevelt Hotel, hoping Teddy would be open on a thursday. It was not....and apparently even Rumer Willis didn't know as she slinked up to the door, keeping her head down to avoid all those PAPARAZZI. Hey Rumer! There were none. Cuz no one cares about the unfortunate-looking child when your mom is a fucking MILF with a capital M with a husband the same age as you. Shhhwinggg....and a miss.

chapter 5: it's business time

room with a view

Took a lovely stroll around Hollywood.

S being a tourist. thanks greasy italian guys for learing at me while you took my picture. i felt special and loved.

Got bandaids for my unhappy feet.
Got Starbucks for my throbbing hangover.
Went up to my hotel roof and kicked back, looking over Hollywood Blvd.

pool that i didn't swim in.

breakfast of champions

Driver picked me up and off we went to the Canadian Consulate in Hancock Park.
It is a beautiful old home surrounded by luscious gardens.
Spent the whole day in the sunshine rehearsing for the night's festivities.

Susuki fam rehearsing

thank you, David Susuki for single handedly saving the world.

Met really awesome Canadians. Felt proud our my homeland.
David Susuki and his family were wonderful. Such grounded people with such an amazing vision for the world. Truly inspirational.

Got dolled up and ready for the event in between eating the greasiest pizza that has ever been greased.

Result:
A night of randomness. Open bar. Presented an award. Technical problems. Amazing performances. More technical problems. No smoking cuz I didn't want to pollute the Susuki air. Open bar. Event finishes. Take home a Susuki sapling to plant in my garden. Hotel bar shananigans. Attacked by a party bus full of GHETTO bootie.

chapter 6: venice
Spent the rest of my weekend, kicking it in Venice Beach with the one and only Steal.
We're talking all day happy hour, cush doctor, crackhead gazin, toes in sand, spontaneous halloween party, sleeping on a couch of someone i just met, beach vollyball and tecate.
Blissful.

LA ghetto - Crenshaw Ave
Bum to Es: "I gotta call the cops. You stole dem legs from Beyonce. damnn. I'm in love"

Steal @ Happy Hour

"Eve trying to be Uma Thurman"

The good life

Californication

LA is a crazy place. It's not a home, but it's a damn good story.

Follow the Sun,
S