September 22, 2009
Artist rendition of the daily business sprinters…

Artist rendition of the daily business sprinters…

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On your marks. Get set. GOtransit!

Every day at approximately 5:45pm EST (pending any delays) my 5:19pm train from Union express to Oakville arrives on platform 1. Nothing particularly funny or odd in that, except that precisely 5 minutes before this happens, a spectacular display of quirky human behaviour occurs . As soon as we roll through Clarkson, a modest group of like minded people rise from their seats, fold up the copy of the Metro they were reading and shuffle toward the exits. You see, as soon as the doors slide open this select group sprint to their cars at a blistering pace. It is as if hell itself was in human form chasing them down. Tailored suits, high heels, $500 Italian leather loafers and briefcases cutting through the air at a torrid pace. Personally my favourite part of this is right before the doors open, the ‘Jockeying stage’ where they pace in their places, anxiety taking over their bodies, their senses heighten, pulses race. Have you ever been to the track? Picture the horses in the starting gate, pent up waiting to escape. Now picture the horses wearing business clothes. It is exactly like that. Another fun activity is to imagine what is going through their minds when they sprint away. What if it is more than just “I have to beat this crowd”? What if it was something like, “Oh man, I have such a fear of open space, I have to run as fast as I can to get into my car”? Or perhaps, “Come on, come on, I have to get home because I put a roast in the oven when I left in the morning at a ridiculously low heat and I don’t want it to overcook”? Regardless of their motives, I surely enjoy watching this group sprint, it is a good ending point of each day. Perhaps tomorrow I will try to race one, I’ll let you know how it goes.

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July 24, 2009
Me too snail, me too.

Me too snail, me too.

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July 23, 2009
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

MGMT- Electric Feel

Tomorrow is Friday, the 25th of July. This means a plethora of things;

  • It is casual at work in terms of the pants that one may wear
  • Paul “Eeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh” Brown turns 25. (I bet that he would only live to 24 in the pool the dudevice crew have going. Way to prove me wrong big guy.”
  • I am feeling funkalicious
In lieu of these things, here is some down right groovy music to jam to. Jive on you jive turkeys. •
July 11, 2009
“ YOU WILL BE BLOWN AWAY BY WHAT WILL SOON BE POSTED!!!!
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June 7, 2009

Things that made last night great…

  • 3 dudes wearing cutoff blue shirts
  • Giant pizza (I know what your are thinking, but it is bigger than even that)
  • Impromptu game of dodgeball on the lawn
  • Using a fence like a urinal, as well as a canvas
  • Hungry eyes
  • Nice bodies

All in all, another successful lawn party has come to pass. Until next year.


Oh, and if anyone has any idea of what happened to my pants, please let me know. They were last seen on me at around 12:30am.

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May 30, 2009
Don’t worry all. love.dudevice.com still has a pulse, albeit feint, but a pulse nonetheless. There are three possible reasons as to why I have not written recently… 1) I was selected to partake in a unique study where I do not use technology in any way, shape or form.  2) I was on tour with my band. (My band being the three other dudes I play Guitar Hero with. We are really talented. Seriously, very good. 3) I had revolutionary surgery which replaced my hands with these new bacteria resistant hands, impervious to dirt, grime, germs and newspaper ink. I thought it wise given the rise of H1N1. I was simply in recovery. The amazing thing is, my new hands look identical to my previous hands. Well chaps, my absence was due to one of those 3 options. You be the judge as to which one is accurate. 

Don’t worry all. love.dudevice.com still has a pulse, albeit feint, but a pulse nonetheless. There are three possible reasons as to why I have not written recently…

1) I was selected to partake in a unique study where I do not use technology in any way, shape or form. 

2) I was on tour with my band. (My band being the three other dudes I play Guitar Hero with. We are really talented. Seriously, very good.

3) I had revolutionary surgery which replaced my hands with these new bacteria resistant hands, impervious to dirt, grime, germs and newspaper ink. I thought it wise given the rise of H1N1. I was simply in recovery. The amazing thing is, my new hands look identical to my previous hands.

Well chaps, my absence was due to one of those 3 options. You be the judge as to which one is accurate. 

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April 19, 2009

What to do with Pop Rocks?

I stumbled across this a while back and was intrigued. Apparently the Pop Rocks team has decided to move into the candy bar arena. I can’t really imagine what this chocolate bar would taste like, or whether I would really enjoy it. I just think it is an odd direction to go with an established fringe candy like Pop Rocks. I think there is a reason why other fringe candies haven’t tried to enter the lucrative chocolate bar market. Either they are scared by the already established big boys of the industry or their r&d and marketing departments all have the same common understanding that some things shouldn’t be combined. Personally, I respect the crew at Nerds for not following in Pop Rocks footsteps. Perhaps I am not giving this product a fair chance, seeing as how I was never really a Pop Rocks fan and I can do without candy bars in general. I am probably just jealous because after watching the cult classic Urban Legend, you know the one with Pacey from Dawson’s Creek, my parents banned Pop Rocks in our house for fear that we may combine them with Pepsi. This, as everyone knows, can be quite deadly. Well for those of you who are a fan of the popping little guys, here is what the Pop Rocks bar looks like. Just don’t expect to see me holding one anytime soon.

Pop Rocks Chocolate Bar.jpg

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“ These beers are making me drunk”.
Lee McDonald •
April 17, 2009
Weather was good today. I decided to call up smith.dudevice.com, seeing as we work about 2 blocks apart, to ask if he wanted to meet me for lunch. My office had already been abuzz about the delicious peameal bacon on a kaiser from the St. Lawrence market, so we agreed to meet and head in that direction in lieu of the sunny skies. Both smith.dudevice.com and I have been to the Market many times in the past, however, neither of us has sampled this almost mythical sandwich, so we figured it wouldn’t be too hard to spot the place to get them. We walk in the door and are greeted by a generous line for a place that has a sign that reads, “…Home of the Original Peameal Bacon on a Kaiser”. We look at each other as if we have stumbled across weapons grade plutonium just sitting on the floor in front of us. Cloud nine we were on. We place our orders at the end of the line and salivate at the thought of what was to come next. 40 minutes pass and our opinions have drastically been altered. We realize that this is the slowest moving production possible when it comes to putting peameal bacon on a kaiser. After looking around, I realize we had been had. First off, there are multiple stands in the market all claiming to be “Home of the Original Peameal Bacon on a Kaiser”. We fell victim to a clever location. This one stall is located right at the front door, so everyone quickly assumes it is the place to be because of the line. WRONG. Secondly, the shifty servers immediately take your order at the back of the line and make you pay there, essentially trapping you in there twisted web of waiting, preventing you from breaking free of the shackles and running off to one of the other stalls. It took us 40 minutes to get a peameal bacon on a kaiser. We didn’t have time to even sit and eat it. I ate mine while running back to the office in order to make a meeting on time. Bottom line is, there are many options for getting this sandwich, don’t be fooled by lines or signs. Look deeper and you will find hidden treasures and less aggrivation.  Oh, how was the sandwich? AMAZING! Would I go through the whole process again to get another one? HELL YES!

Weather was good today. I decided to call up smith.dudevice.com, seeing as we work about 2 blocks apart, to ask if he wanted to meet me for lunch. My office had already been abuzz about the delicious peameal bacon on a kaiser from the St. Lawrence market, so we agreed to meet and head in that direction in lieu of the sunny skies. Both smith.dudevice.com and I have been to the Market many times in the past, however, neither of us has sampled this almost mythical sandwich, so we figured it wouldn’t be too hard to spot the place to get them. We walk in the door and are greeted by a generous line for a place that has a sign that reads, “…Home of the Original Peameal Bacon on a Kaiser”. We look at each other as if we have stumbled across weapons grade plutonium just sitting on the floor in front of us. Cloud nine we were on. We place our orders at the end of the line and salivate at the thought of what was to come next. 40 minutes pass and our opinions have drastically been altered. We realize that this is the slowest moving production possible when it comes to putting peameal bacon on a kaiser. After looking around, I realize we had been had. First off, there are multiple stands in the market all claiming to be “Home of the Original Peameal Bacon on a Kaiser”. We fell victim to a clever location. This one stall is located right at the front door, so everyone quickly assumes it is the place to be because of the line. WRONG. Secondly, the shifty servers immediately take your order at the back of the line and make you pay there, essentially trapping you in there twisted web of waiting, preventing you from breaking free of the shackles and running off to one of the other stalls. It took us 40 minutes to get a peameal bacon on a kaiser. We didn’t have time to even sit and eat it. I ate mine while running back to the office in order to make a meeting on time. Bottom line is, there are many options for getting this sandwich, don’t be fooled by lines or signs. Look deeper and you will find hidden treasures and less aggrivation. 

Oh,

how was the sandwich? AMAZING! Would I go through the whole process again to get another one? HELL YES!

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