It's been quite a while that I have had so much fun watching a NBA playoff series.  Watching the Raptors give everything that they  possibly had.  Going up against a tough veteran opponent, also having to fight through multiple bad calls.  I am proud to cheer for this team.

Top 3 off-season priorities

3 - Veteran SF/PF that can defend
2 - Resign Kyle Lowry
1 - Resign Dwane Casey (this team exuded the coach's toughness.)

Listening to a woman belt out opera while sitting in her parked car in the FS parking lot was actually awesome.  Weird and awesome.

You know there are certain skills that you just know that you have absolutely no talent for.  Watching myself draw something is actually comical to me.   Or trying to describe any type of art.  It looks pretty.  That's all you got Smith.

I have been running in and outside of the house and work trying to get a glimpse of the sun.  It's like Polkaroo.

Tim and Sid on the Sportsnet 360 are fairly knowledgeable.  They believe that they are much funnier then they actually are.  It's like the dude that slaps you on the back after he makes a super offensive remark that you pretended that you didn't hear.

 My second YouTube video is up.

Every time that I think of somebody that has purchased a metal detector I envision a man with a one piece bathing suit that is wearing socks with sandals and has a cigar in his mouth.  He has found nothing but coins.  His toothy grin has signs of decay.  His love for the chase will keep him going.  Lastly his breath reeks of old pickles.

Do you ever just look at a couple and ask yourself?  "What are they doing together?"

Commercials that have the prototypical men and women's roles have begun to upset me.  They are so many women that I know that are kick ass on the BBQ.  I also know a lot of women that burn the crap out of everything in the kitchen.  The burner has more types of heat then just 10.

Pompeii - 1.7/10
Robocop - 6.8/10
After the Dark - 7.9/10

Weekly Kim Mitchell update.  He's currently at a wild party, about to go for a soda, while staring off at some patio lanterns.  


Here's Sara's trail journal.  We have been facetiming and she seems happy.  Being without her awesome husband has been difficult. Not seeing his ridiculously sculptured body has been the hardest part she has told me.
http://www.trailjournals.com/entry.cfm?id=453880

You wouldn't think that taking a marshmellow off of the forehead would hurt that much.  Sometimes it does.  You can't just throw it as hard as you can.  It will leave a red mark directly on your forehead.

I have been on a tractor on New Years Eve.  This is the true test of growing up in a small town.

"You're so tanned."  The compliment that should not be.