Hangover Scale

1 star hangover *
No pain. No real feeling of illness.. Your sleep last night was a mere disco nap which is giving you a whole lot of misplaced energy. Be glad that you are able to function relatively well. However, you are still parched. You can drink 10 bottles of water and still feel this way. Even vegetarians are craving a cheeseburger and a side of fries.

2 star hangover **
No pain. Something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you have the attention span and mental capacity of a stapler. The coffee you chug to try and remain focused is only exacerbating your rumbling gut, which is craving a full-on English breakfast. Last night has wreaked havoc on your bowels and even though you have a nice demeanor about the office, you are costing your employer valuable money because all you really can handle is aimlessly surfing the net and writing junk e-mails.

3 star hangover ***
Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely a space cadet and so not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends after the bouncer kicked you out at 3:45 a.m. Life would be better right now if you were in your bed with a dozen donuts and a litre of coke watching cartoons. You’ve had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 2 Sausage Rolls and a litre of diet coke – yet you haven’t pee’d once.

4 star hangover ****
You have lost the will to live. Your head is throbbing and you can’t speak too quickly or else you might honk. Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given you a lecture for reeking of booze. You wore nice clothes, but that can’t hide the fact that you missed an oh-so crucial spot shaving, (girls, it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the dodgem cars),your teeth have sweaters, your eyes look like one big vein and your hair style makes you look like a reject from the class picture of a secondary school circa 1976. You would give a weeks pay for one the following –
1. Home time
2. A duvet and somewhere to be alone.
3. a time machine so you could go back and NOT have gone out the night before.

5 star hangover, aka Dante’s 4th Circle of Hell.*****
You have a second heartbeat in your head which is actually annoying the employee who sits next to you. Vodka vapor is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy. You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth. Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva, so your tongue is suffocating you. You’d cry but that would take the last of the moisture left in your body. Death seems pretty good right now. Your boss doesn’t even get mad at you and your co-workers think that your dog just died because you look so pathetic. You should have called in sick because, let’s face it, all you can manage to do is breathe…very gently.


In a move that doesn’t surprise me, protesters are going after the games. In all honesty there are some valid reasons to protest, and some not so valid reasons.

For instance, the homeless have a good point. The games are going to displace them, but it’s common for a city to do something like that during international games. It’s too bad it happens, but I don’t really think it’s going to change anytime soon. This would be an example of a group protesting something valid.

An example of a group without a valid point would be the hunters that won’t be able to hunt in the mountains near a venue where thousands of bystanders are going to be milling around and a stray bullet or a missed shot could hurt or kill someone. How good is the hunting going to be with thousands of people milling around the mountain? Don’t you think the game you would be hunting would be spooked by the noise of the equipment, people, etc.? Do you honestly think that the games would allow a civilian with a gun anywhere near one of the venues?

If you have something to protest, great! You have every right to protest, but think about it before you go picketing a place. Use common sense and don’t be an ass.

I Got This

Politics – A wrap

In what was a record vote in the US, I was absent.  I’m not far from the results given the level of coverage around the world last night and continuing today.  It was a funny thing last night; I was sitting at a Korean BBQ place in Vancouver with my new flatmate and her two friends from Jersey.  I was pretty happy with the results prior to heading out to dinner, last I saw Obama had a good lead and I was thinking there was still a chance for McCain to comeback, but it was going to be really tough (No I wasn’t rooting for him). 

As we got our first round of hot sake, a fellow patron of the restaurant stood up and calmly announced that Obama had won the election (damn iPhone users for having access to information faster than me).  We toasted our new president and went about our dinner.  It wasn’t until I was looking at the returns when I got home later in the evening, well pretty late into the evening to be honest, that it really hit me.  This is history in the making; from the beginning I had an inkling of doubt that somehow McCain would win and we had the chance to continue down the same road we’ve been traveling for the last eight years.  The possibility of a traveled and truly international human to become our next president was almost a dream come true to someone like me.  You get a different perspective on the world when you live elsewhere for a length of time.  You realize that it’s not just about you and your country anymore; it’s about the global community we are all part of and it’s out duty as a human to look out for each other.

We as a nation had forgotten that we’re part of something bigger and our borders are not meant to define us, we define ourselves on how we interact with the rest of the world.  We can be a bully and have everyone fear us and have no respect, or we can be a true leader and use our people to the best of our ability to bring the world together.

Politics – Why?

So I’m normally a person who votes their mind not a party. This year I was looking over my ballot and I discovered I was voting along a specific party line and not necessarily my mind. I had to take a step back and do some research on why I was voting along a specific party line. After taking the time to do some more reading on the issues I got my head back into the game. I voted the remaining ballot based on my conscience.

I’ve grown up in a very liberal house, one could call it extreme left wing, but I think it was not that bad.  As I got older and was able to start thinking critically about the issues myself I was finding myself a moderate compared to my parents.  Now as I’m a voting adult I’ve discovered neither of the popular parties really reflect my values and I seem to not be the only person.  I’ve been an independent, not picking sides.  I’m the voting equivalent of Switzerland.  Of course that targets me as one of the candidates most valuable votes, I’m the guy they have to work to convince and I’m not easy.

I sit here in Canada, staring at the news trying to get a pulse on what’s happening back home and the direction the country is going to go.  Will we be forced to hang our heads as ex-patriots or do I get to be proud to be an American?  It’s funny to say something like that given my track record of not really lying but not telling people where I’m from when asked.  Proud to be a citizen of my birth country, what an odd concept.  I don’t really think I’m going to hinge that pride on who is elected, more like on how we show the world we can actually have a fair election that isn’t swayed by the top 1%.  How each and every citizens voice can and will be heard and we will all make a difference today, and no matter how you vote you have a duty as a citizen to make your voice heard.

Sir Drinks A Lot with Masked Killer


In epic fashion I celebrated Halloween with a bunch of Aussies and a few Americans. The party was excellent; I went as Sir Drinks A Lot, a costume that H made for me last year. It’s a group costume and didn’t make a whole lot of sense to some people, but it worked and I had a great time. In between doing keg stands over G dressed as one, and unplugging the toilet, it was a good night!

After I left the party I decided it would be a good idea to find some food so I took a bit of a wander down Granvillle Street, which had been closed off for Halloween.  There were more than a few people dressed as a good time and I managed to get some photos with complete strangers as is my nature on a night like Halloween. It was a good time and although I think I might like to have less to drink next time so I can enjoy talking to the strangers more next time :).