Category: Blog

  • Ees me in middle!

    Hello peoples! Eet is Goran here, and although I am still black belt first star DJ and bookie in GTA, I must say I not feel like myself today. On St. Patrick Day I went to go to little bug’s house so to eat his dog and collect rest of gambling debt he owe to…

  • Do you need most excellet Russian DJ in the GTA?

    ????????????!! I greet to you the citizens of the web globe! Eet is Goran here, top dog bookie and DJ master flash! Until leetle four-eyed Michael bug get money he owe me for gambling debts, I own his Blob. He tell me that Google Analytics says he has over one million unique hits per day…

  • My Blob now, Pigeon peoples!

    Eet is me, Goran! I am uppermost top dog DJ bookie in all of GTA, including Etobicocke region! I dress in diamonds, baby! I have taken over leetle writer man’s Blob because he can no pay his debt to me. If don’t pay soon, I eat his dog with mustard sauce and chives. No problem!…

  • Friday Afternoon

    Standing beside me at the corner of Yonge and Bloor was actor Elijah Wood. Frodo. As I was standing there staring at him, I had no idea who he was. I thought he looked like somebody, but I wasn’t sure whom, and so I just stared. Maybe that’s what star power is, a physical charisma…

  • Would you please pass the money to me

    I was at The Food Depot on Dupont earlier in the day picking up a few items: garlic bread, Kleenex and saran wrap. For whatever reason, these are the things that I decided I needed on a Thursday afternoon. I had a lot on my mind and was kind of distracted when I was paying…

  • Prison Correspondence, Part III

    Under the umbrella of Prison Fellowship Canada, I’ve been participating in a program in which I correspond with an inmate. For the last two months, I’ve been writing to  “MotherTrucker,” who has been incarcerated for some sort of vehicular violation. In my last letter to MotherTrucker, I asked him if he had any ideas on…

  • The subway, from Finch to Bloor

    The subway car smelled of Tim Horton’s coffee, and besides myself, there were only seven other people on it.  It was around noon on Friday, and each person there chose to sit just as far from another human as possible. Plugged into an iPod or scrolling away on a Blackberry, the commuters all fought to…

  • The Hunt

    Last week, we attended a dinner party in which one of the guests told a story. She was telling us about being at another function, one that was hosted and attended by a bunch of really rich people. As a sort of parlor game, the hostess asked each diner to tell the rest of the…

  • The Pacific Mall

    On Sunday, Rachelle and I drove out to Scarborough to go to the Pacific Mall.  We were both ridiculously excited, imaging a sort of theme park, where absolutely anything we could imagine would be available, with some freaky Asian flair, and sold for next to nothing. This was not the case. The mall is large…