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The Rat Man Walks Malls

The Rat Man

There’s an unemployed guy on Queen St (On one corner of Nathan Phillip’s Square) who has a sign out indicating that he wouldn’t mind donations. His catch is that he usually has several rats sitting on his arm. I don’t know if he’s homeless or not, but it’s obvious he’s not in good shape. The rats seem to be his only friends.

A month ago I went out at lunch and took 2 rolls of film around the downtown area. One of the better photos was of him and his rats.

I saw him today, looking more haggard than usual. It’s amazing how you can worry about a total stranger.

I brought him a mini photo album with the picture of him and his friends in the front page.

He looked like he was going to cry.

I hope he does okay. If he cared for himself as much as he cared for the rats, maybe he would be doing better? I’ll never have the heart to ask.



Classification of Mall Walkers

I was walking around in the mall (The Eaton Centre), looking for a card store. It was fairly busy at lunch, and I have to admit to being a little frustrated with some of the people that I saw. I always marvel at Chinatown in Toronto. The streets are packed, but there is a definite traffic flow happening while you walk past the many colourful (and sometimes smelly) booths.

And yet, in an enclosed space with more room to move, people somehow manage to jam up the path.

Let us examine some of these people…

Stop ‘n Go – These are the people who HAVE to stop at every window, no matter what is in it. They usually stick to the side of the path, out of the way of everyone else, and peer into windows. Most of the time these folks never go into any stores. They are just content to window shop. Out of a possible ten for being annoying, these folks are usually a two or three. They would be a one if only they didn’t hamper the path of some others who might seek the path’s edge for refuge

Squadron Quartets – This group is usually comprised of women. They tend to move in packs of four arranged in twos (two abreast in front, two abreast behind). They move relatively quickly, and are quite efficient in transit. It is only when they hit the shops that things slow down, but by then they are out of the path, so it’s not a big problem. One or two out of ten for this group. In their overzealousness to chat and move, they can sometimes bump into you. Of course, this isn’t always so bad, either.

Roman Soldiers – These are usually groups of guys or high school students that walk in a straight line adjacent to one another. They walk, usually six to eight abreast, and pay no attention to the fact that they are completely inconveniencing everyone in their path. Ten out of ten for these asshats. Nothing beats a column of idiots making their way along the path at a slower rate of speed than normal folk.

The Space Cadets – These people usually travel alone, and are deep in thought. Most likely shopping for birthday presents or a gift for a significant other at the last minute, these mind blankers will kind of meander about almost aimlessly. They look this way and that, not really sure what they are doing. These folks are an eight out of ten for being annoying. Their pace and random directionality will stymie the weaver.

The Weavers – They dodge in and out of traffic as they make their way to their destination. They usually have a clear idea as to where they are going, and will move with great speed to get there. I fit into this group. Regardless of traffic direction, they are the fastest mall travelers. However, they earn a four out of ten for all the times they smash into other weavers.

Juggernauts – This group is comprised of folks who weight more than your average person. It’s usually the muscular ones that are the biggest problem, as they tend to strut quickly through the mall, showing off as much as possible. These folks tend to just plough through everyone, believing that it is in the constitution for them to do so. Six to eight out of ten for these folks. They bowl many a person over in their quest to impress.

The Dime Stoppers – These folks will be walking along at a normal rate, and then suddenly stop in front of you. They tend to get flustered and expect you to apologize for bumping into them, seemingly referencing vehicular traffic law. These morons will become irate, and explaining their own stupidity to them is a waste of time. Nine out of ten.

The Dime Turners – Slightly worse than the dime stoppers, these folks will not only stop, but usually turn and walk in the opposite direction without warning. They smash into you and become angry that you weren’t paying attention to them. The anger is also heightened by the fact that the food or drink that you happened to be carrying is now all over their clothes due to their own stupidity. Nine to ten out of ten for being annoying.


If you feel as if I have missed any, feel free to fill in the gaps in the comments!

Have a happy weekend!

You’ll Go Places, Meet People, and Get Plugged!

The Places You’ll Go, the People You’ll Meet…

I went swimming yesterday. I got to the recreation centre a little bit late, so I could only stay in the pool for about 10 minutes. I worked as hard as I could (as I suck at swimming), and then went home to help Mrs. J clean up.

I decided that I would go for a walk after she went to bed, and so I did. It was a nice long walk, about an hour and a half or so. I also decided to stop at IGA on the way home (as it is open 24 Hours) and pick up some groceries that we needed.

So there I was, roughly twenty minutes after midnight, walking home (which was about a half hour away) with a full backpack of stuff, and my legs were really tired because of the workout I had at the pool.

Did I mention I went for a long walk? I decided to cab it home. It would only be a couple of bucks, and I deserved it. I saw a taxi drop off a guy nearby, so I scooted over and hailed him.

The driver was an older Chinese man. Full of life. He was hilarious, and this is the dialogue that made my day (to get the idea of what he sounds like, think of Mr. Yan from Wok With Yan)…

Mister Cab Driver: Wow! Where did you come from?
Jorge: Right here. Fastest pickup ever for you.
MCD: No kidding. Where to?
Jorge: [Tells cab driver where he needs to go.]
MCD: Okeydokey. So, you coming from a girlfriend’s place?
Jorge: No. I’m going home to my wife. I guess you could also call her my girlfriend.
MCD: Oh! That’s a good perspective to have! But you are so young. You’re married already?
Jorge: I’m 30.
MCD: 30? Pah! That’s still young!
Jorge: That’s ok. It is right.
MCD: You sound sure of yourself. That’s a good thing.
Jorge: Yeah. It’ll probably clear up tomorrow. Where are you from?
MCD: Hong Kong. What about you?
Jorge: I was born here.
MCD: What about your parents?
Jorge: India. Goa, specifically.
MCD: Ah. Mixed heritage. Man, this weather has been crazy.
MCD: Hope so. So, what did you study in University?
Jorge: Psychology.
MCD: Oh! I’d better be careful what I say!
Jorge: No, I already have a pretty good idea that you’re crazy already. Takes one to know one.
[They both laugh]
MCD: I bet you took philosophy too, right?
Jorge: Yeah. I enjoy learning.
MCD: You are just an interesting guy, eh? Tell me, what religion are you?
Jorge: Well, I was raised Catholic.
MCD: Uh oh. Did you study other religions?
Jorge: Yes. It was a requirement in high school, but I also did lots of reading afterward because I find it fascinating.
MCD: I have studied the major religions and I have come to the conclusion that Buddhism is best for me.
Jorge: Really? I like some of the ideas of Buddhism.
MCD: Then you are even smarter then I thought you were before. But, tell me, as a Catholic, doesn’t it bother you how much hypocrisy there is in the Church?
[They arrive at the destination – Mister Cab Driver stops the meter and shuts off his CB.]
Jorge: I don’t go to church.
MCD: But you said you were raised Catholic. Christian.
Jorge: I was, but I am more of a spiritual person than a religious one.
MCD: Hmmm. That sounds more like Buddhist wisdom.
Jorge: Maybe part of it is influenced by that.
MCD: So what do you believe?
Jorge: Well, I believe that we are all unified by something. Some call it Chi or Ki. You can’t see it, but it’s there.
MCD: Are you tolerant of other viewpoints?
Jorge: Of course. Who knows what is really out there. Belief is power. And so it should be respected. Just because someone has a different view than you, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t respect it.
MCD: One might call that hedging their bets.
Jorge: That’s just an added bonus.
MCD: Buddhism places the onus on us. Cause and effect. Compassion. We are the ones responsible for change in ourselves.
Jorge: That makes sense.
MCD: Indeed it does. A lot of religions don’t seem to have room for compassion. And if they do, it is hypocrisy at best.
Jorge: To be fair, even Buddhism has its share of hypocrites. I think it’s about the individual. Those with strong belief in their own preference will usually be good examples of the positive aspects of what they represent. Of course there are those who are overzealous.
MCD: Yes. There is. It is a fine line between a good follower of something and an extremist.
Jorge: Lots of crazy things have been done in the name of God.
MCD: People who believe in a god are not following the law of cause and effect.
Jorge: It’s because for most people faith negates both.
MCD: The best example is the crusades. Too many people fighting. Lots of land changing hands. No real gods involved. Just greed.
Jorge:
Religion makes people do funny things. But then people also do funny things to religion.
MCD: Well, I think you should read more on Buddhism. Only recently some great books have come out that make it a lot easier to understand, and are a lot more thorough.
Jorge: Actually, I’d be interested in reading. We should never stop learning.
MCD: That is the greatest crime! The author’s name is Yin-Shun.
Jorge: Yin-Shun?
MCD: Yes. Yin-Shun. The book is called The Way to Buddahood. It is very excellent. Written by one of the top guys in Buddhism. You would enjoy it.
Jorge:
You know, you won’t be converting me to Buddhism.
MCD: I don’t want to convert you. I just want you to read it because it is good. You can make up your own mind. You’re a smart guy.
Jorge:
Now I have even more respect for you!
[They continue to talk about religion and spirituality for another ten minutes or so. Mister Cab Driver is very passionate about his views, but he is also very appreciative of the views of others. Appreciative and respectful.]


It was a great chat. I wonder if I will ever chat with him again? I hope so. I don’t particularly care for people who try to push their religions on others. But I do respect those who believe in something and are proud to share their views without being abrasive or annoying.


Plugs

You folks have to go to these four blogs…

Jay She is a brilliant writer. Her pages always make me laugh. She has wit and character to spare. Check her stuff out.
Dave
– He is a good friend of mine from high school. You will see his name in here quite a bit because we have shared many adventures. His writing is excellent too! Click on his name!
Reay
I met Reay when Mrs. J and I moved into our current place. He, too, enjoys writing. He has some excellent stories that I have had the privilege of reading. Go check out his site!
Cat
A friend from work (who is at a new place now). She always has interesting stuff on her blog. Go see!

Sleeping is Realistic

Sleep Has Never Been So Easy to Not Get!

I spent this last Friday night and most of Saturday in a sleep clinic. It was much better than the last time, as I actually had a decent night’s sleep this past Friday night. The last time I was there was my first time, and I wasn’t used to the wires and straps they attached to me, so I had a very restless sleep.

This time was much better, as I was pretty tired to begin with, and controlled the schedule as much as I could to make sure I fell asleep as close to my normal time as possible.

The other great thing was that Mrs. J spent the day with me on Saturday, which was nice. There were four periods consisting of a half hour where I had to sit alone, in a dark room to see if I could stay awake.

That sucked.

But the rest of the time was spent watching television, or playing games. It was nice.

Three cheers for my wife!



You Call That Realistic?

I have a love of animation.

It is a pure kind of love. Not the dirty kind. Not the kind that Dave has for the Barenaked Ladies.

Animation is great because you are removing the risk of injuring people in filming of stunts. Not to mention that animation allows for a more seamless interface between people and backgrounds.

What do I mean by this? Well, let’s take Blade Trinity, for instance. A lot of the background was obviously computer generated. This goes beyond the fact that we know certain things cannot exist in our world (or can they?). The problem is that in some instances, the CGI is almost too realistic. Look at The Phantom Menace and let me know what planet would be as clean as Naboo. Seriously.

I am referring to genres like science fiction and fantasy, of course. Drama and comedy are a little different (although these have been effectively done in animation as well).

In terms of anime, movies like Ghost in the Shell or Princess Mononoke are incredible. Both have a great plot and incredible character depth.

In the end, that’s what it’s all about. You can have the most beautifully filmed movie with the best actors. But if the writing is akin to manure, then you are pretty much wasting your money on drivel.

The downside to anime is that it can be quite graphic, and the wardrobe of some of the characters is very odd. Once you get over that, it’s pretty amazing what you’ll find.

My recommendation for newcomers to anime is Blood: The Last Vampire. Perhaps not the most realistic sounding title, but it’s an exquisitely crafted adventure, and has some of the best character development and plots that I have seen in full length feature films. The animation is also amazing. Considering the piece is less than 50m in length, that’s pretty impressive!

Try some anime today! I’ll be reviewing anime movies and shows on here in the near future. I’ll also be focusing on some North American fare as well.

Hot Dogs and Pee are Slumped Old Features. Virtual Friendships Are Not.

The Things We Say

An excerpt from a recent MSN Messenger conversation…


The Shellie: So far, this has been about hot dogs and pee.
Jorge: YEAH! Exellent. Quality Conversation.
Cat: Highest Quality.
Jorge: Brought to you by the letter P, and the numbers 1 and 2.
Everyone: Hahahaha!



Renaming Old Features

Recently Cat posted a comment that I should rename my Crazy Definitions to Fig-tionary.

Wicked! So I will do that sometime soon. I will also be creating a Hai-Kuul section, so people can post to either.



Slumps Are Not Just For Chumps

I think that once you start a blog, people expect you to update it all the time. While I do my best, I might not have anything meaningful to write at all (which means that posting conversations about hot dogs and pee is meaningful, understand? Good!).

And no, this isn’t a shot at anyone, I just want to make sure that everyone knows that I will post as often as I can. Now, that being said, sometimes there maybe several posts in a day. So be vigilant, true believers!



Virtual Friendships

I was giving this some thought today. I talk to my wife about some of the people I meet on here, and she gives me quizzical looks sometimes, because I talk as if I’ve been spending time having drinks with them in a bar and laughing it up.

I’ve chatted with another friend I met online about the dangers of blogs (we actually chat over coffee once in a blue moon). We spoke about how you can feel as if you know the other person from reading that person’s blog. This is hazardous because you only know what they want you to know. Some of my friends have gained stalkers who think they understand what they are all about. This is not so, obviously.

Some of the friendships I have started online are not like that, though. If some of these people were to walk into the room, it would be an easy transition to get into a real conversation. Almost like a friend whom you haven’t seen in a long time.

Take Ian or Shellie, for example. I talk to Mrs. J about them like they live just down the street from us. Such is the power of friendship.

It’s not just those two either. I have made even more friends who deserve to be mentioned. Cin always posts meaningful things, as does Drea. Jay is one of the funniest writers I know, and Violent Margie is in a category all her own. I chat with most of these folks on MSN once in a while.

I count myself lucky to have made these new friends. It makes me wonder how the process of forming a friendship is evolving. I don’t really have much more to say about it, as it is just a very recently formed thought. However, I’d still like you to comment on your experiences in this matter.

Nicely Said and Done, K-Rotstitute

I’ve been told in no uncertain terms that my semi-weekly entries are missed. So without further ado…



If You Can’t Say Anything Nice…

I was on the subway this morning, and it was crowded. All seats were taken, and standing room was tuna-can style (not to be confused with toucan style, which involves a lot of people with big multicoloured noses hanging about).

There was a guy at the back of the subway who was speaking to a female friend. His choice of words was a little bit inappropriate for the subway, considering how loudly he was talking. Not to mention he seemed to enjoy talking like a rap star, with all the cool words he was using, and his inflection.

Reay mentioned something about this once. He spoke of how people nowadays seem to feel the need to talk loudly. Most of what Mr. Jackass on the subway was talking about was how he wasn’t about to step off and about how backin’ down ain’t what he was born to do. Please don’t get me wrong. I use the occasional expletive, and I don’t see anything wrong with them provided they are used in the right time and place, but when all you say is how cool you are, and how no one is going to fucking mess witchu and there are children about, you need your face planted into quick dry cement.

Children are sponges for things like this, and I felt really bad for the mother who looked very upset at the fact that dinkus maxiumus felt it necessary to share his feelings with the entire subway car.



And You Did That Because…

Today was a bonus day, as I got to experience two acts of stupidity in the same subway trip.

We had just left the last station before a connection point, where I usually get off the Eastbound and grab the Southbound. An older lady started moving away from the doors toward the back of the subway – the furthest point from the doors. It appeared that she was going to be giving people room by moving away from the doors. She inconvenienced a hell of a lot of people, and almost knocked a few of them over. She ended up residing between the swearing guy I spoke of earlier and his friend (which was the only good thing to come out of this).

We arrive at the connection point, and this same lady, who spent a significant amount of time and other people’s patience to get away from the doors, charges back towards the door, bowling people over so she could get out. Why the hell didn’t she just stay where she was?

If someone could explain this type of behaviour to me, I would appreciate it. I have a degree in Psychology, and I don’t understand what is going on in their heads.



Today I Become A K-Rotstitute

Today I will be my first time helping out in a kids class at the dojo. It’s been a long time since I have had anything to do with helping children out in martial arts. I used to teach classes in Taekwondo a long time ago, so it will be interesting to see how it goes….