The Stoner Chronicles

April 25, 2002




I started the Atkins Dietthis tuesday...just two years after the craze, i guess the lightbulb had been dislodged by a fat canadian from Brampton Ontario who happens to break young girls hymen's/hearts...

coincidentally, Dr. Atkins had a heart attack that same day...

but wouldn't you rather die healthy?

that's my ironic statement for the day...

i was just told that the folks in the picture with dave and the flowers will be getting married...

he proposed to her after the show...

and i got dumped yesterday...

congratulations!

sigh...

a yahoo groupie friend of mine found some lovely fan pictures from this tour...

so because i'm cool like that...i'll post them here

i should stress the point that i am in fact taking these pictures without permission, so if anyone happens to disagree with spreading the kith fan love, ask me and i will ever so kindly delete them from this fair blog...


















April 23, 2002

someone is being Cheubel-fucked in a parallel dimension...

Van Halen should have added this to their song...

you know that song...

yea you do...

this person should get some sort of award for his merits...

my new favorite term is "giving the naked mole rat a noogie"

quote me...

April 19, 2002





"one day, i'd like to combine my two passions: comedy and dogs, and make a joke about it"--kevin

What ever happened to Kazaam, anyway?

oh..i c...






note that i spelled Bruce McCulloch's name wrong in my my new blog description...

the man that occupies all of my sexual fantasies/potential harlequin novel ideas, the guy I find comfort in every time I realize there is no God, the man that has exceptionally toned muscles/highlights for his age...

the man i will one day call my own...

i apologize, brucio, from the bottom of my clitoris...

boy oh boy, it's been a fucking while...

i don't want to blog for the sake of blogging, i guess i really don't have anything of interest to talk about lately

tomorrow is Stoner Christmas...

4-20 my friends, 4-20...

so i ask all of you devoted readers...make use of the commenter by telling me what your fantasy April 20th would be like...

April 18, 2002

lynn fucking rules

April 11, 2002

i hope someone i know has the best time of her life tonight...

"Can you get a picture of us fucking, mom? Thanks."

i love you, dear, i love you...

"I felt a little conspicuous strapped to the jump seat of the zamboni with Dave out at the blueline taking pictures but that’s the price you pay for never growing up. Bruce (McCulloch) just smiles and laughs at me and repeats the mantra, “you’re pathetic”. "--Craig Northey

i'm growing to love the Drunk Baby Project...

soon, much like Shame Based Man...i'll be quoting it an inopportune times...like right before Bern cums...he doesn't deserve to be capitalized at this point, i'm not getting into it...

shut up!
shut up!
shut up!
you know what i need!

i think i'm going to use the term "cooter" tonight...but i'm still learning to love Sucra Poppa...freaky ass bruce...i love him so...



hotmail erased my account because i didn't activate it for 30 days...ain't that a mutherfuckin bitch...

April 09, 2002

I don't even know if i have the words to describe how simply amazing(hey, do you have something against jews??...no no it's a speech impediment...enough, let's continue) Saturday evening was...

Angelator and I went up to Hamilton for what was to be my last live Kids in the Hall show for a very long time. Apparently, we didn't get the memo that Hamilton sucked, because we arrived at 4, foolishly thinking there might have been a shopping centre, or something open even, in the downtown area. It's sorta like how I would imagine a tourist's response when trying to find a nice place to get their hair done in Buffalo.

We also experienced our first black person in Canada, and think, it only took 18 years...

The doors opened at 7, so we waited for an hour or so in the car, smoking cigs and anticipating what was to come. We met up with Kim and Lia, girls i had talked to on the NG and had seen in Buffalo, and another lonely kith fan, Dawn, who i had also talked to at the other show, but she must not have recognized me, as my hair looked something like if a scientist was to inject a small poodle with narcs, and then let it run around in a pool of shit, and then shit, and then eat it's own shit, and then cough up the shit on one of the scientist's white jacket's, and then the scientist would taze the poodle, and then the poodle would cum all over itself and another scientist, and then the other scientist, who had poodle cum all over his newly bleached white jacket would beat it mercilessly, until it eventually died( is this a sentence, bella?...yes, fuck off).

hence the confusion abounds...

The show was just great...same as the last time, only they cut out the Country doctor skit, and "Where the Money Goes" video clip. The arrangement was flipped about, but I think it was for the better, as I seemed to laugh harder at the Mississippi Gary skit in the beginning, therefore proving that in comedy...timing is everything.

But I think the real magic started, say two hours after the show had ended. Our small pack of Buffalonian warewolves in Hamilton told jokes and kith experiences to keep warm, and finally, a door opened...

Enter Scott and Bruce...

Scott had veered off to the side, and Bruce followed right behind him for a second, before coming right over TO ME...no one else...just me...hugging and being fucking hot and such...

He told me how cold i was, and i digressed, that we had been waiting outside for hours...he asked us if we wanted some "warm slices of pizza", because he's bruce and he can make pizza comedic...

I can't type right now...it's that good...

Alright i'm okay, so the entire time he was out there, i stayed by his side, hanging on his every word, and well...using him as a warmth bitch, because he was snuggly...

and here's the cutest thing in the whole world...he had his lil slippers on...and he said "come on now youth of hamilton, i have my slippers on"...he was quite proud of them too...

I had mentioned earlier how insanly obese i looked in the last bruce pic...so i got not only one but TWO moments of time captured on kodak...

I feel a hallmark commercial coming on, where a rather chubby girl with crooked teeth waits outside in the cold with her gothic sister, as the 40 year old Candian comedian comes out of the stage door, and makes her cream her pants...tear

And the camera wasn't working right, so i could feel bruce's hands sort of hugging and unhugging, everytime the flash didn't go off...he's such a strong guy...you know those runners...and Angela was like...oh shit...it's not working and Bruce goes "oh...it does that...i *know* cameras..." if he had dragged me into an alley by my ratty hair and raped the fuck out of me right there...i would have giggled the entire time...

His girlfriend is average...i thought i should mention that...

damn...poetry class...more about bruce the rapist to come...excuse the pun...

mmmmmmm....



AND NOW...

the real story...

BUT FIRST...

yesterday i kicked out of class...yes folks i pay 18 grand a year to get ejected from English 102...apparently professors don't like to be told what needs to be said

and that is all i'm going to say about that...

but it was so empowering, i flash back to the third grade, when i decided that my elbow would be sprained for the week...every morning on the bus, i'd sneak to the very last seat, pull out my ace bandage, and carefully wrap my arm...and everybody bought it too...except for Ms. Amadeo, my Italian teacher...the bitch caught me (catch this) writing a skit under my desk...when desk's still had holes to put shit in...but they never told my mother, because most of the time i was a good kid...

i still am a good kid...

i just don't like people who don't have doctorate's, that i'm paying to teach me...tell me that i'm not a good writer...either everyone else is whacked and you're speaking the truth, or I'm a god damn genius...and obviously you're not John Lennon, which makes me right and you cold diarreah...

but now i'm taking certain precautions, you know, because i'm not tryin to hurt nobody/you only live once they told me/you can't be mad at me/i can only be me me me....same ol B...

like i didn't go to acting today, because i know how much i can't stand most of them, and i really didn't want to say something to someone who really didn't deserve it

my life is very much like Macbeth's at this point...ironically...i'm struggling between reality and death...or was that Hamlet...maybe i shouldn't have gone off on my English teacher...

fuck Shakespeare...i'm gonna be like the Liam Gallagher of poets...

i'm gonna go find Lucille Clifton and bitch her out...wouldn't it be funny if she grew up wealthy, and like that Mother Theresa wench, and decided that she wasn't getting enough attention as the poor lil middle-child rich girl, so went off to sell-out and...feed the poor...

but enough squabbling...and more KITH...

shit fuck...i wanna be the coconut guy...





which "monty python and the holy grail" character are you?

this quiz was made by colleen

GARRRRLOCK!

i'm trying not to spend too much time online, as you can see...

April 03, 2002

and now...getting to know bella..getting to know all about her...

feel free to fill in your own responses...on my COMMENTER BELOW!!!(hint nudge)

1.IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE? in bruce's heart...sigh

2. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING? well it sure as hell isn't pants...

3. FAVORITE PHYSICAL FEATURE OF THE OPPOSITE SEX? bruce

4. WHAT'S THE LAST CD THAT YOU BOUGHT? bruce's cd....yea

5. WHERE'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE? getting fucked in brampton('i be like holiday inn'--silkk the shocker)

6. WHERE'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE PLACE TO BE? brampton, oddly enough

7. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE MASSAGED? my coochie(chuckle..sigh)

8. WHAT'S MOST IMPORTANT, STRONG IN MIND OR STRONG IN BODY? i'll go with body, but only cause i'm a flabbay!

9. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE IN THE MORNING? i think the real question is 'dro' or 'cess'

10. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN APPLIANCE? i use my favorite appliance in the kitchen sometimes....

11. WHAT MAKES YOU REALLY ANGRY? JONOVISION...Craig Kilborn close second

12. IF YOU COULD PLAY ANY INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE? the flute...like craig northey, i'd follow bruce around long after the tour ends

13. FAVORITE COLOR? black, like the abyss of my heart...yea

14. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV? DENALI, WHAT?

15. DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTERLIFE? i've always wanted to fuck ron hubbard, if that counts

16. FAVORITE CHILDREN'S BOOK? "the homo flounder"

17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? deer

18. WHAT'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE HOUSEHOLD CHORE? what's a chowrew?

19. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE? making men capable of giving woman orgasm...

20. IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT? it's gonna be a heart with a chain banner that reads "LUCKY"...I may also get a chain-linked bracelet tattoo like Holly Marie Combs!

21. CAN YOU JUGGLE? i can juggle food, right down my throat

22. THE ONE PERSON FROM YOUR PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK TO? that creepy guy at the McDonalds in Virginia Beach that taught me how to make paper cubes...he had a shit stain on his ass

23. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE DAY? GESALENT DAY

24. WHAT'S IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR? my mom has a car

25. Which do you prefer, sushi or hamburger? what the fuck kind of question is this?

26. FROM THE PEOPLE YOU EMAILED THIS TO, WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? babs

27. WHO'S LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? my fathers usually pretty good at not following through with his promises...

i'm still alive...the Kids were fucking a baby...every wet dream came true for me on Thursday...

i gave a detailed review on the NG..but because i'm special like that, i'll share it with you again...

because this is my own journal, i have to talk about the drama before the drama...

it was 6, the show started at 7, so everyone got in the car while i ran downstairs to grab the tickets...

(now, if you're not a kith fan, this tale won't be as horrifying as it would be, if say, you breathe kevin, dave, mark, scott and...sigh...bruce...sigh)

THE TICKETS WERE MOTHER FUCKING GONE!!!!

rewind to just hours before, when i had checked to make sure they were in the special spot (:::note: stoners facilitate the term 'special spot' in reference to a specific place they've put everything special since they started smoking, as to prevent lost materials, and hence, moments like these:::)
somewhere in between 4 and 6, the tickets hath disappearath from the earth...

this means i had to call the wrath that is ticketbitch, and beg for their mercy...the dialouge went something like this

Bella: hi, i'm going to see the kids in the hall tonight, and my tickets are missing, is there ANYTHING you can do?
Ticketbitch: well, do you have your printed confirmation page?
Bella(looking down at feet): well...no
Ticketbitch: well, do you have the confirmation number
Bella(rather disturbed, yet firmly): NO
Ticketbitch: well, do you have anything to prove that you purchased the tickets??
Bella(nearly in tears...okay in tears): well i know EXACTLY where my tickets are, and i have the credit card i bought them with...
Ticketbitch: yes(long, somewhat hopeful pause)...yes there's really nothing we can do...you can bring your credit card, go online and get your confirmation number, and bring you photo ID, and maybe we can help you...
Bella: fine, bye....
Ticketbitch: yup...

problem number 2...bella has not a legitimate job, and therefore begged her mother for use of her gold card to purchase the tickets...and bella's mother does not want to go downtown to get the tickets for her...

as i collapse in a pool of despair on the kithcen floor...my sister took pity, and use of her name being exactly the same as my mum's, by going downtown and dealing with the Ticketbitch representative at Shea's...

Scott was looking out for us this fine night, i thought in my head, as we arrived ten minutes late, to find that the show was having technical difficulties, and wouldn't start for until 8...

we(annie, july, flippin wench, and me) had time to smoke behind the theatre, and buy a Simon and Hecubus T-shirt and the new Bruce album...

i was stoned, ticket in hand, in line for the greatest moment of my young life...

our seats were AB-fucking-FAB, may i say...we sat right behind sara, and right next to the other serra...in ROW TWO!

and now a list of shit they did...

1. first, a video reel of "what they were doing...when they got the call"...which includes a lovely rendition of the theme song by Craig Northey on flute...
kevin's a dog walker ("i love dogs and i love writing..one day i'll write a story about dogs and humor...")
bruce is on Blind Date(looking quite slimy)
scott's a duck for aflak commercials("come on! this is the only straight gig i've been up for, since..."and "no i don't wanna do Will and Grace")
mark's a toilet cleaner(this has to be one of my favorite scenes, simply because mark is offered to toke out of a magic two hitter)
dave swims....(you have to see it to believe it)

2. next, the first live performance of the evening, a very colorful rendition of my all time favorite sketch... Dr. Seuss Bible...(scott is jesus, and trips on the stool he's supposed to stand on...everyone laughs hard)

3. the Rusty sketch, from the HBO pilot in '88 where bruce tries to seduce very old women(you'll have to excuse me for my loss of memory, for i just *met* the kids in the hall)...he feels up scott, and the both of them crack up most of the time

4. Cathy&Kathy reunion(lost in Cathy's apartment...scott breaks out vibrator, and mark falls out of the closet, he's supposed to be a pizza man that also got lost in the apartment, and when scott asks bruce "what did the pizza man look like?", bruce says "a bit like mark"...)

5. Simon n Hecubus(but of course...kevin molests dave physically on stage...dave's package prominent)

6. Country Doctor(LOTS of bruce adlibbing...he humped a fence, supremely humorous)

7. Money Momentum guys(selling a flag waver and an americanabflex or some such nonsense...both of them had video clips, with children and rubber bands)

8. Citizen Kane!!!!(dave put his finger in kevin's face, and then kev started laughing and whispered'get your finger out my face...", before realizing he was doing a BC quote, and then laughed even harder)

lots of dean video clips...

9. the Chicken Lady: Date...(another one of my favs...dave and mark are simply amazing...this is the only thing barbara found amusing....)

10. new buddy cole(for anyone who saw scott's show in buffalo...it was the exact same monolouge) centered around saddam(suprise)

11. a vice principal's convention(danny husk makes a speech about a school shooting...underlying joke that his wife left him(is it hot in here or is it just me??)

12. THE HEADCRUSHER....(no my head was not crushed, but kevin sat in the audience for this one, and stole...well i'll let serra tell you...) mark had a camera that was hooked up to the large screen behind them...so everyone could see who he was crushin....there was a very very funny moment with a rather large man in the front row (right ahead of us), where he ended up with kev's entire lower body on top of him, and at one point they even made out(i'm *SO* not even joking)...

13. Suprise Party(Nina from Joymakers) (was anyone else at the show nervous about bruce falling off the stage when he mauls dave?)...LOTS of improv...they dance and all that jazz schmazz(this was actually the last scheduled skit of the evening...where instead of nina thinking about tony, our favorite fur traders knocked her out)

14. jacques and francois..the fur traders with their makeshift canoe sang a few tunes for us, and helped with skit to skit transitions...

15. BRUCE SONG
******BRUCE'S NEW ALBUM "DRUNKEN BABY PROJECT" IS RELEASED TONIGHT******
he did a cut off of this CD, entitled "Bob Seger"....him and Craig did a great job....and in perfect Bruce form, he made a few recycled jokes...

16. a compilation of Darril and Gavin, where mark's the guidance counselor and bruce is the student(this had to be one of the highlights of the evening for TRUE kith fans)

17. i don't know how i forgot about this...but our dear friend Mississippi Gary paid us a visit...(mark was delicious)


18. and ending finally with an encore of Running Faggot, where mark looked *directly* at Barbara, perhaps realizing that she was not enjoying herself, and said "this one's for you"....which i thought might have made my night completely...



After the show, Annie and Barbie and i were waiting out by the stage door, when i met the lovely Jillian from Pittsburgh...she travelled all by herself, so i hung out with her a while...

they ended up leaving me for BK, so jill and I chilled outside with the rest of the kithies, as we were told by security guards that the wait would be about two hours...

and hour later....scott stumbles out, looking rather plastered, beer in hand, so he signed some autographs and took pics..i got some of him, but not with him...(one fan asked "scott is bruce coming out..." as to where scott replies "i have *no idea* where bruce is", in his scott voice...)

i thought he was acting a little bitchy, but i'm guessing it was the alcohol talking, and he i think he realized his faults, because he ended up meandering through the audience of about 30, takikng pictures and making small talk..as if he was waiting for bruce to come out too...

Himmelfarb came up about twenty minutes later, and told us we were waiting at the wrong door...we heard screaming down the street, so i ran over to find Mr. Dave Foley, looking quite Foleylicious...one girl screamed "WE FUCKING LOVE YOU DAVE"...as to where Dave says in his perfect dave voice "Well, i love you too..."; i got a shot of him and a fan with tiny "bugs life" boy briefs...he seemed to be having a ball with us..now i'm kind of sad i didn't get a pic with him...

kevin came out next, and i'd have to say he was the most mobbed...i don't even think i got a shot of him...but he did stay and sign a lot of stuff, which is unlike him, or so i've heard...

BRACE YOURSELVES.....

I'M SERIOUS..THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT MOMENT OF MY LIFE

ARE YOU READY?

HERE WE GO

i had elbowed my way up to the side of the crowd, nearest to the door...when it opened...i saw him...he was looking...well...like bruce, and it was...well amazing

everyone started flipping out, and he shook his hands up in the air and screamed "BRUCE BRUCE!" right along with us...because he's sexy like that

i thought i wasn't going to get to him, as i had positioned myself in a trap of fans who had shifted in my general direction after getting their own bruce autographs...

i flew out, and waited behind a taller blonde girl that had just taken a pic with him...so i pleaded with her to let me in front, and she said "go on push yourself up there!" and then proceeded to raise my hand, and yelled "bruce, don't forget about her!"

and then...we made eye contact...

moment of silence...

replying to the blonde girl's gesture i said "yea, let's knock him over..." really loud, like a complete moron, and he responded with a perfect bruce smirk...

the dialouge went something like this...

BELLA: hi
BRUCE: hiiii(in a gavinesque way)
(he tried to make eye contact with me while he was signing the CD, i probably had shit all over my face, but i hope he was just trying to be nice, as i was starstruck, in every sense of the word)
BELLA: oh thank you so much
BRUCE: sure
BELLA: can you take a picture with...
BRUCE: sure
(like a small child wearing mommy's heels, i hand him the camera, and he smiles)
BRUCE: dear(handing the camera to the same blonde angel that pushed me up there)
BELLA:(nervously)oh i guess you can't take the picture, can you
BRUCE: (smiling) i'm not *that* good

he held me pretty close, for a hollywood director, and even though the pic came out awful, i still touched heads with him...which makes my life complete...

he gave me a peck on the cheek and that was it...

i pushed another girl up there, in reverence to the girl who had done the same for me...


and he looked so fucking hot that evening too, with a lil scully on, toting a HUGE black backpack...

one girl asked for some of his chest hair that was peeking out of his shirt...i found that amusing...

i could just stop telling the story there...because that's really all that matters...ever...for the rest of my life...but...

mark came out dead last, and i followed that boy all the way to the end of the line, near the entrance of the tour bus (it's giant and orange for all of you who have yet to stalk them)... finally himmelfarb rescued me, and took a pic of me and mark all cuddly and such....

i was officially the last fan to take a pic with the guys in Buffalo...they peeled out like rock stars, and i was left at the curb, waiting for the girls to pick me up for a night of good smokin fun...

i was so exhausted...i didn't smoke

i should say that again...

i was so exhausted...i DIDNT smoke

that's how brilliant the kids in the hall are

and the best part is...on Saturday, i'll be in Hamilton to see the show...again...

i hope to get the hi lynn sign pics that i promised back in the B-LO, but didn't come up with, and the SGND DVD that they weren't selling at the first show

ahh...life is good...

i would have blogged this earlier, but AOL is a crack head baby's mama with no formula...

i'm off to get a blizzard....Scott bless DQ and Steven Spielberg...