When will I play?

Greetings, blogspotters!

Sorry for the delay with posts. I know you are all desperate to find out what the aY has been doing all this time. I'll do my best to keep you up to date in a more timely manner in the future.

That being said, I've had a busy few weeks. A while back, I got really into paintball. Something about the adrenaline, the running, and the sound of gunshots gets me going! Unfortuantely, I can't do that kind of activity everyday. So, I decided to play one of my old favourites: Tom Clancy's Rainbow Six: Vegas. I had this plan to play, but something always came up.

I helped a friend move into a new Condo. I took my deceptively small, but incredibly powerful and good-looking muscles and put them to work moving heavy things. The picture in this blog clearly shows that. Look at the perfection of physical form that my arm has! Ladies can't help themselves when they see that, combined with my incredible good looks, and charming personality. I finished moving quite late, so I couldn't play.

The following evening, I went to see some friends in Mississauga. I'm so popular, that I have friends all across the country (and world). We played cards, ate food, and had good conversation. Only thing missing was a beer! It was too late to play after that.

The next evening, my cousin invited me to watch 2012 because he had two passes! I was wary about paying to watch this movie, but since it was free, I was all up for it. The movie was one big rollercoaster ride. Turn your brain off, and have fun when watching these kinds of movies. It was too late to play after the movie though.

The next evening, I had a staff Christmas party! This event warrants its own blog post, so I'll talk about that some other time. I only need to mention two words, and that should explain the whole event and why I couldn't play afterward: Open Bar.

The evening after that, was Kent's (name may or may not be real to protect this person's privacy) (Steve's brother)(...ditto) birthday. We had a good time... but the event resulted in more non-playage of the Rainbow Six.

So, suffice to say, I'll never actually get to play Rainbow Six again. Fortunately, since a week has gone by, I'll head off and shoot some people in paintball.

I know, some of you may think that it can be tough being so awesome and popular, but I believe in taking the good with the bad. C'est la Vie!*

Shlates all!

*I tend to have a moral in my videos and blog, just to let you guys know. I believe in bettering humanity in any way I can. I know, I'm good like that.

Karma is the aY's good friend.

Hello blogspotters!

As you probably know, I am filled with an almost endless supply of knowledge. You would say that I am like a fountain flowing with waves of knowledge. And awesomeness.

Well, today, the aY will tell you about Karma.

We've all heard it before: "Karma's a b!tch."

Well, while that may be true for many people, do you know who it isn't bad to? If you said, "the aY!" then you are correct!

I know, we tend to hate the people who have it well off. My friend likes to say that the masses have been drinking too much "Hatorade." Well, that's probably true. Fortunately, I am not just one of the masses.

I am arguably one of the most generous and considerate people I know, and I'm always looking to help. Today, there was a pizza party, and I just happened to grab two Coke's. Unfortunately, some people were a little slow at the gate (it's OK, if you need to learn to move faster, I can teach you!) and didn't get any soda. One particular unfortuante soul was a little boy who was almost at tears because there was no soda left for him. He told me his name was "Zabi" (name may or may not be real to protect his privacy). Me, being the awesome and generous man that I am, gave him the soda so he could dry his tears. He was grateful, and I was happy for that. All of a sudden, someone gives me a soda because they appreciated my kindness! Later, I met this girl who also didn't have a soda (geez people, move a little faster, will you?). I naturally gave her my soda because I am a gentleman. I walked over to help clean the table (because I'm so helpful), and lo and behold: another soda! I picked it up, to drink later.

I get back to my desk, and a lady asks me if she could have the soda in my hand because she loved the flavour. Again, since the aY is such a gentleman, he naturally gave the lady the soda. I sit down at my desk, and what is beside me? A soda that I had saved from a little while ago that I forgot all about. This is honestly the story of my life. the aY tries to be kind to everyone, and Karma appreciates it and always pays me back.

So, the lesson we should learn from this blog is very obvious:

I am awesome.

That is all.

Thanks for reading! ^_^V

Not enough time...

Hello there blogspotters!

First and foremost, the aY is going to make a statement: I love having fun.

Now that we have that statement out of the way, let's understand why this is a problem.

I am in a fortunate position where I get to have as much fun as I pretty much want. I don't take this for granted in any way. Unfortnately, with all this free time and desire to have fun, I take advantage of my situation far too often. My weekends are booked solid almost all the time, I'm going out weeknights (my sleep is suffering for it), and I'm always feeling like I can't do all the things I want to do. I can't help it. I'm so awesome, that everyone wants to hang out with me all the time. And, since I am such a caring friend, I try to make time for the people who want to be with me.

I am not the only one in a position like this though. This is a universal problem that most people face (although other people don't tend to attribute the problem to "being too awesome."). So, I ask you readers to think to yourselves: "How can I find a way to make more time for myself?"

I know I will be contemplating this for a while yet...

Oh, on an un-related note, check out my video resumé inspired by Barney Stinson's on YouTube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d19u18xriv0

Greetings blogspotters!
Today, the aY is going to tell you the benefits and fun to be had when partying it up in far-off lands!

Firstly, believe it or not, I have never gone to one of those University pub nights or whatever party type things college students do during the week. I guess I was always busy being awesome elsewhere. Fortunately, a hot lady friend of mine had a birthday, and seeing that it was her last year in school, this was the perfect opportunity to see how these events go! So, I packed up, took my Bro Steve (name may or may not be real to protect his privacy), my sexy lady friend Michelle (ditto), and my awesome self to college!

After a long roadtrip filled with misadventures, near stranded-ness, and hunting for food, we made it to the school.

We ended up meeting Steve's actual brother Kent (that's not his real name, but he likes being called that instead) and he set the tone for the night. At first, I, being my usual generous self, bought a round of Jager-bombs for the birthday girl(s!), and my friends. Afterwards, Kent returned the favour, in a totally awesome way.

He bought a pitcher of beer. Not for us. For me.

I did notice earlier that he was holding a pitcher of beer. I guess I never realised that the whole thing was for himself.

Yeah, that pretty much set the tone for the rest of the night. Mind you, I did have a lot of random drinks here and there, but it was have a pitcher, or go home. Actually, Kent did tell me one important rule: Don't drink from the pitcher. I was thinking, "Come on, Kent. the aY drinking straight out of the pitcher? That's classless for the aY." But seriously, there is a rule where if you drink from the pitcher, they'll kick you out. So, first important lesson when travelling to new places: learn the rules and customs of the culture.

Oh, another cool fact I learned: they give free pop to promote designated drivers! I applaud the establishment for taking this into consideration. Let's face it, being designated Dave sucks. If bars offered me free soda to stay sober, I would actually consider it!

Back to the story: since my bro had lots of liquid confidence in him, we decided to test the waters and have him pick up chicks! One day, I'll tell you how that went, but that is for another blog sometime in the future (Stay Tuned).


Since you are far away though, you can try things that you may not normally be confident enough to try! Try cheesy come-on's, or funny pick-up lines! If she doesn't acquiesce, just say you were kidding! Totally works for me, but that's because I'm the aY. I'm sure it would work for you guys too.

Well, I hope you guys learned something from reading this blog. You know me. I'm always trying to help.

Oh, and most importantly: "Happy Birthday!" You know who you are.

Less can be more

Greetings blog-viewers!

This past weekend was one that was filled with celebration. I attended two parties on back-to-back nights. The first was a low-key event at a good friend's house ("Steve" may or may not be his real name to protect his privacy) in preparation for the epic Halloween party that was to follow the next day. Just a few guys, and eventually a girl (What up?!) hanging out, drinking beers that we haven't tried before.

Steve bought us some "Urbock," a dark beer made by Creemore Springs once a year, and sold for a limited time annually. It was a delicious beer, and I highly recommend any beer drinkers out there to try it.

So, back to the event: it was a great time! On the scale of "the aY's good times from 1 to 10," I would rate it as a 6!

Just a note: My scale works differently than most other people's scales. While most people would equate a "1" as a bad event, and "10" as excellent, mine allows for more fun to be had in the same time. All parties with the aY involved are at LEAST good. So, a 1 is good. And for me, that is still considered bad. So on a scale of 1 to 10, where 1 is "Good" and 10 is "Epic," my night at Steve's (rated as a 6) is considered "EXCELLENT!"

The formula for the night was simple: Some good friends, some drinks, and good conversation equates to excellence. I guess the synergy of those parts really did what synergy means!

However, we follow up with the next night. The big Halloween Party ("Monster's Ball") at the Ontario Science Center. Can someone say, "weak?"

Here, I'll say it: "Weak!"

This party tried to be so much, and in the end ended up being a shadow of what it was supposed to be. It wasn't "Monster's Ball." It was more of just, "Balls." Let's sum up the party here:

1- $40 cover. Pricey, but if the party was awesome (it wasn't), then well worth it.

2- Standing in long lines to buy $8 drink tickets.

3- Standing in another long line to get your drinks.

4- Did I mention the drink tickets were $8?

Oh, for this next point, I have to give you a little side story: I was discussing earlier with some people if they thought last call would be extended on the night of the party. Daylight Savings was going to finish up, so the clocks would go back one hour. My question was if the bar would extend it's time open since Last Call would technically be pushed back an hour (because at 2:00 AM, it would go back to 1:00 AM). We all know that bars want to make more money so they should extend Last Call by one hour. In most other instances where I went to parties during DST, they extended Last Call. Just an FYI: almost every place downtown extended their Last Call time.

5- Last Call was at 1:00 AM. (Can someone say "/facepalm?")

6- The DJ's didn't understand that the music you play is supposed to get people to want to dance.

7- The party wasn't that full...

8- Taxi's weren't waiting for people after the party.

So, needless to say, the party wasn't the greatest. It wasn't a bad party, however it wasn't a good one either. So, for this instance only, I had to create a new entry on my "the aY's good times scale from 1 to 10." I give the Monster's Ball a ZERO (0). This is not good, but not bad.

So, the point of all this?

One simple phrase that can sometimes apply: "Less is More."

Dark Jedi in the office!

Greetings, blog readers of the aY! If you remember in my last blog, I told you that I created a Dark Jedi costume to wear for Halloween. However, I thought I'd get one more use out of my costume this year by wearing it to the office. This would allow me to gauge the coolness of my costume.

Overall, I received a positive response! Of course, it seems that not everyone knows what a Dark Jedi is... in fact, not everyone even understood that i was from the Star Wars universe. It's OK though. My totally awesome (like myself) lightsaber won the masses over.

As you can tell from these images, I was hard at work analyzing the paper on my desk, drinking coffee* and typing things into my computer! If you notice, I put up a copy of the motivational artwork of "AWESOMENESS" up on my wall. The number one reason i put it up there is not because I am trying to advertise myself. I actually have more depth than that. I put the image up, so that my co-workers can look at that poster and be inspired every day. While others may complain about a bad case of the Monday's, their bosses riding their asses, or just plain old dissatisfaction with their jobs, I am doing my part to inspire them and show them that instead of being sad, be AWESOME! This is part of what makes the aY so Real! So, remember guys: the moral of this post is very simple.

"Just be happy being yourself. Or, try to be more like the aY!"

*If you don't drink coffee, then you are missing out on a huge part of office life. Coffee is a facilitator to conversations with your boss, your boss' boss, and just about everyone around you. Therefore, you should start drinking coffee.**

**If you don't like drinking coffee, then man up! Drink it!

Halloween for me!

Halloween is fast approaching, and many people wonder what they are going to dress up as. Normally, I would dress up as the aY because he is arguably the most awesome person I know, and I imagine others to agree.

However, another idea came to mind: I've always wanted to dress up as a Jedi. Every year, I attend conventions and see so many people dressing up in Star Wars related costumes. This brought me the desire to join them... yet I have always failed to carry out my desire.

Until NOW! I totally decided to go to the Dark side, because Dark Jedi are so much cooler than the goody-goody regular ones. Even though they tend to die... As you can see from the images, I make a pretty cool Dark Jedi! Plus, since I'm mysterious, women will find me that much more intriguing. Take notes, my friends! TIP: Please note, that the hood I am wearing can completely mask my face, so if I strike out with a girl at a Halloween party, I can take the hood off and have a second chance to make a great first impression!

However, no Halloween would be complete if we did not carve a Jack-O-Lantern! The inspiration came from a Warhammer Orc symbol. I think it suits the pumkin just fine!

This year, my friends and I are going to attend a giant Halloween party called "Monster's Ball" at the Ontario Science Center. Apparently there will be 3000 people there, and it is going to be epic. We'll see if that's the case. At least I'll look totally awesome!

Also, remember folks: Halloween gives girls a free pass to dress in ways they otherwise would never even consider to go out in public. With this in mind, don't think that you can lower your game to pick up these girls. They may be dressed way skimpier, but their regular defenses on lame pick-up attempts are in full effect.

Nothing in life is easy, so you got to work to make things work for you!

Have a safe time! ^.~ d

Shlates!

Ending the Wing Nights?

Sometimes we stop practicing certain rituals which we used to practice often. Some people try going to the gym and "pay someone to lift heavy things" (Ted M.) then stop doing so. On a side note, I used to go to the gym, but then I found that I naturally look good without going to the gym, so I stopped going. My ritual was "the Wing night." Every week, sometimes even twice a week, I would go to one of the bars or pubs around my area with some friends and engage in good conversation, a beer (or three), and of course, wings. I've done this for years. Perhaps, it was for the sake of tradition, perhaps it was for strengthening the bonds of friendship, or maybe it was just for the wings. Whatever the reason, wing nights were always fun.

Then, I stopped.

I had another wings night last night. It was a blast! There was great conversation, a really hot girl who actually sat across from me, and great wings. Then I woke up this morning, with something nasty in my throat and the back of my mouth. Also, my mouth was completely dried out. And when I got to work, I was feeling terrible. Only after all this, I came to a revelation. I always feel like this when I have too many wings the night before! This is the reason I stopped going to wing nights!

Maybe this is a ritual that needs to stop. Or, I should stop eating so many wings before I go to bed. Either way: I'm Awesome. Keep it real, folks!

Thursday's are the new "Friday's?"

So, a while back, my friend Chris (name may or may not be real to protect his privacy) invited me to go out to a club on a Thursday night. I was a little confused as to why he would choose that day. I figured since he doesn't work all day like the rest of us, he was just being a little dumb with the date selection. How surprised I was when I saw that everyone on the list (minus myself) had confirmed that they were going to go.

The next day, I had asked how the event was, but no one really said anything. It seems that parties are only really Epic when the aY also attends them.

Just to go off on a tangent, I am by no means suggesting that events without me are not fun. There are literally billions of people on the planet who don't know who I am, and I'm sure they are having great times together. Quite frankly, if you are having an awesome time, I am happy for you. However, if you know me, you are guaranteed an awesome time if I party with you. That's a fact.

I was talking to a co-worker about this lame date for a party, and I received the most unexpected response. She said that Thursday's have ALWAYS been a party day! The reasoning is, nobody really takes Friday's seriously, and if you are hung over, chances are, no one will really know or care because they are waiting for the weekend to arrive. Well, that is kind of what she said.

Anyway, I decided to try this out last Thursday. My good friend Steve and I went to a small Korean bar and they have arguably the best deal on drinks in the city.

Starting at $22.99, you get a choice of 5 beers, a bottle of Soju, or something else that I can't remember at this moment.

Plus, a food that you can share between you and your friends (we chose Deep-fried, Spicy chicken balls).

Plus unlimited assorted appetizers including, but not limited to, french fries, calamari rings, Kim Chi, salted green beans. What up?!

Yes... it was AWESOME.*

As you can see in the photo, I took total advantage of the deal. Only one word can describe this, aside from "awesome.": "Delicious!"

*For those of you in provinces outside of Ontario, or those living down south in the great U.S. of A., here is some primer: We have a government subsidized monopoly on alcohol here where there are regulated prices that generally suck for the average consumer. As a comparison:

A case of Bud here can cost around $38 (Canadian), while in the province of Alberta, the same case of Bud is around $28. Big difference. To further exacerbate the issue, we can only buy alcohol for home consumption from two licensed chains: "The Beer Store" and the "LCBO." And all alcohol from restaurants and bars are regulated with minimum prices they can charge.

So, unlike you lucky Albertan's with your Cowboy bar and twenty-five (25) cent draft nights, we here have no such luck.

A disclaimer about the aY's blog:

Hello, my friends!
Let me first start off with a simple disclaimer:
This isn't your ordinary blog about my life, and it's going on's. Nor is it a blog about my opinions on whatever big blockbuster movie that everyone is supposed to love. This is a blog that re-creates my life as a story.

While the events, are true, the details may or may not be written exactly as they may have happened in real life. Let's face it: I can barely remember what I had for breakfast, let alone the exact quote or reaction that every single person has given me in response to every single statement I have made throughout the day. With this in mind, let us just get the main point straight: Life is AWESOME. And not just anyone's life. Mainly mine: the aY.

Therefore, please take this blog with a grain of salt. You better get some awesome salt...