I know the above video about some guy's feet and flip flops is just totally gross. I apologize. Trust me, this hurt me more than it will hurt you. At least now I won't eat the rest of the day. But this weather means more and more flip flops. I saw at least three sets so far this morning. Please rain!
In other news:
*I heard about Korean sushi yesterday. Aparently it is sushi with things like processed cheese or ham in it. I'm not sure about this concept.
*Last night on Robson street and Seymour I saw a couple of flip flop wearers putting thier Jack Daniel's into their 7-Up. Classy.
Mmmmmmm....cheese....rolling. This is quite possibly the best thing I've seen this week. And after you watch that backgrounder, check in with the 2007 version. (Via Deadspin)
*The most recent New Yorker had a great Paul Theroux piece "The Golden Man" on the cray-zee former leader of Turkmenistan. "Everything Tukmenbashi did seemed to indicate he was out of his mind. He'd had parliament declare him 'President for life'; it was the will of the people, his ministers had said. He'd banned beards and ballet; he'd denouced gold teeth as unhygienic. A London newspaper reported that he had renamed bread after his mother." Now that is crazy!
*I knew it. I buy a pair of Dr. Marten's and then this happens. More from The Hater: "According to this ad, heaven is a place filled with white-robed angels walking on fluffy white clouds bathed in beautiful light, but heavy boots are required for the terrain. And since Sid Vicious is there, evidently God doesn't see alleged manslaughter as a dealbreaker."
*Here's an advertising palette cleanser. Night Drive for VW, featuring some Dylan Thomas.
*On the plane yesterday I watched the 1999 classic "Drive Me Crazy" with Melissa Joan Hart. Whatever, except for that Rob Thomas - he of creating Veronica Mars - wrote it, and the movie features a pretty cute pre-Heroes Ali Larter in black/red hair looking all broody and pretty-goth. Slightly related the preview of Gossip Girl with Veronica doing the voiceover.
I was in Toronto for nearly a week, which explains the distinct lack of posts around here. Whatcha gonna do? So here are some thoughts from my trip (I was working mostly) while I attempt to catch up with all things Vancouver and Lindsay Lohan.
1. Looks like Vancouver doesn't have the monopoly on ridiculous condo developments. I came across "Festival Tower" which promises buyers a world first, "one part condo, one part film festival." Don't mind the creepy girl wrapped in film stock. I don't know why this would be desireable at all - but the promise of "the world's most unique condo! Where film and a fabulous lifestyle meet" is completely hilarious. I guess not as bad as a creepy Madonna pushed building like this. Okay, she beats this Pomaria video.
2. Confirmed. Tim Horton's coffee really is just black tap water and tastes only of sugar and cream if you order a "double double". There is no way an actual coffee bean was harmed in the making of thier coffee. How does this company stay in business serving this crap? Wake up Ontario!
3. I heard from reliable sources that there are only 4 restaurants in the city. Okay maybe this is not true...
4. I'm a total jerk. So, it would be perfect to be at Irie food joint. Pretty ridiculous jerk chicken wings and mashed potatoes with corn and jerk gravy.
5. Three words: Hot. Sweaty. City.
6. There is a waitress at the Queen's Head pub that reminds me of Lilly Allen (looked like her, dressed like her, and talked like her). I gave this shaddy little pub a D- for food but an A for her, especially when she said, "the chef is terrible." And he was! So cute and bitchy. Love it. And then I kind of moved on to Kate Nash - another Lilly Allen clone. Watch her Foundations video - the line "you said I must eat so many lemons, cause i am so bitter" is charming.
7. Toronto's Little Italy has the most impressive collection of cement gardens front yards I've ever seen. That is so feaking rad. Take that Al Gore, pave everything! PS and unrelated: Polar Bears are kind of evil.
8. After having a really great dinner at Czehoski - a place I saw on Opening Soon like two years ago- i felt smug. It's kind of like eating in a butcher shop turned into a loud club. But the food was good (Lamb confit - are you nuts?). Discoveries: Sapporo beer cans are made of 12-inch steel, clearly. Lilly Pilly Sauvignon Blanc is pretty drinkable. This is a 2-cholcolate mousse kind of a place. Table next door quote, "Get my lawyer on the phone" sounded pretty outrageous for 11 pm fellas. Morris (Carlo Rota) from 24 was standing outside with two really good looking girls but no Chloe. Final answer: Four and a 1/2 smuggies out of five.
9. There was a girl, all dolled up in her lululemon uniform, on the plane who had her yappy little dog. The dog whined like a baby. Gross. Um, you were on West Jet, honey, you're not Paris Hilton.
10. Street cars are completely gross. Not as gross as the Labatt Blue at the Horsheshoe mind you.
Not sure this is much of an omen. But today has started off with th above clip of Family Guy cranking out the Rick Astley and the very first song I hear in my hotel lobby today. You guessed it, Rick Astley. Pure 1988 "She Wants To Dance With Me". Coincidence? I think not. Now is this bad or good?
I am sitting in a pool of my own filth having repeatedly watched this over and over. Luckily I am in a satellite office today and not sitting in my own chair.
Shia La Beef is going to be big time one day so long as he keeps doing wacko stuff like this.
This pretty much the best thing that happened today. Bruce Campbell, a wicked looking den, a piano, and the lounge-y-est version of "Hungry Like A Wolf" ever. Thanks to Jake G for passing this blessed gem along.
"It should have been a giant red flag -- an unmistakable warning flapping in the wind for all to see, including me.
He came to pick me up wearing large dark sunglasses -- Prada sunglasses, no less -- on a day when it was pouring outside, and had been pouring all day."
This leads into other dating deal breakers. And she nails both the Chandlar Bing reference and the Entourage one too. Fingers firmly on pulse for those in any of the dating generations. Bravo.
"But then there are those of us who would probably benefit from adding a few deal breakers to our lists. For example, Sunglasses Man -- who was in his thirties -- also enjoyed texting his roommate about the most recent episode of Entourage while sitting on a patio with me. There are so many things wrong in that one sentence that I'll let you decide which one is the biggest deal breaker."
Groundbreaking journalism today folks [Ed - "like you're one to talk. Youtube movies of turtles and cats fighting isn't pulitzer material either jerk". ].
The latest MacGruber episodes are so amazing. I love that he's gone beyond pure MacGyver parody and now "MacGruber needs a drink before things explode". Take that Hasselhoff.
*"Beverly Hills, 90210" Season 2 is out on DVD. I know, amazing right? I just watched Episode 4, Anaconda and have some thoughts. 1. This was August 1991, and an entire episode devoted to the after-hours poker game at the beach club? So forward thinking! 2. I really love that Brandon rocks a Neville Brothers poster in his room. That's bold! 3. David Silver in matching shorts and shirt with cherries and other fruits on them. I'm just saying. 4. Hearing Steve Sanders talk about how amazing rear projection TV is the wave of the future. Whoops. 5. Seriously, no Kelly Taylor in this episode?
*Best Week Ever sums up Lindsay Lohan's power at the box office: "Lindsay Lohan once again proves to be the most mediocre box office draw working in Hollywood. Putting her in your movie guarantees a third or fourth place opening in the first week before the film finally fades away into its rightful place at the bottom of your Netflix queue, where it will continue to exist forever - $5.9 million"
*I think I know someone who will find the idea of "Planet Unicorn" pretty amazing.
*I'm totally behind - well, behind is the wrong word - in social networking. Clearly. But if I were to bother I might try Cork'd. But I don't really like people so it seems like a big leap to me.
Ever wake up on a Monday and wonder how the weekend could be over already. Today is pretty much that day. The above video "Lion vs Hyena" (via Kissing Suzy Kolber) is amazing and the following is true "Everything becomes 40% cooler when it's set to the Beastie Boys' 'Sabotage.'"
*During last night's Survivor finale they pimped the hell out of Mark Burnett's new show "Pirate Master". I mocked it before, but of course I'll watch. It looks ridiculous. Ridiculously amazing. Watch the trailer.
*The best sentence in the past 7-days, period. "I am quite serious when I say I would be totally happy if this video was the World Wide Web's grand finale, and then the Internet just went dark and we all went back to making candles and reading the bible and stuff." This was in response to this video.
*This might be a second coffee link. I'm just saying. But what about this can't be worthwhile? "The fine people at Hulett Environmental Services decided that midgets dressed up as character from Star Trek would be the absolute best way to convey the message of the superiority in the field of pest control. Beam us up!"
I'm not exactly sure what is more alarming. That some illadvised people are trying to make May Mullet Month in this city. Or worse, that they are charging $25 bucks to get one.
"It may be the most reviled hairstyle on earth, but a cadre of shaggy-haired Vancouverites is determined to help the mullet make a comeback.
Friends Ben Besler and Caleb Weitzel, both 29, have declared May 'mullet month' in Vancouver. They've teamed up with 26-year-old hairstylist Vanessa Greenidge of Knotty Boy salon in East Vancouver. She is offering a $25 special on mullet haircuts all month and challenging other hairstylists to do the same.
Why the mullet?
'Because it's the most influential hairstyle of all time,' says Mr. Weitzel, an electrician. 'Everyone is always talking about the mullet.'"
I don't know what it is about the eternal struggle between the house cat and the turtle that is so compelling, but watch and understand. That turtle is cray-zee.
*And since that was so amazing. How can the same world also produce this? Blonde Ambition Trailer starring Jessica Simpson. Come on.
*I guess the same kind of world that can produce hundreds of stinky cheeses and have the worst contestents on their version of Idol. Pierre sings Grace Kelly. Can Sarkozy fix this quagmire too?
*Well, fancy that my pretties. There is a whole website devoted to Hot Chicks With Douchebags. I came for the chuckle, and I stayed for this, "I'm not sure when 19th Century literary villains started emerging as 21st century douchebags. But someone needs to close the book on this trend as soon as douchily possible." (Via CityRag)
*Wonkette presents Cheney's Vacation Scrapbook: "Dick Cheney’s trip to Baghdad has been chock full of all the laughs and hijinks we’ve come to expect from that jolly old character and his neocolonial pet project."
*And if we're on the Cheney neocolonialism, I still enjoy James Spader as Howard Shore on Boston Legal. Watch his Guantanamo Rant. He rules.
So I think we all know that Penelope Cruz has been filming a movie in town. This is all fine and good, but it sure has been frustrating to see cool New York cabs at various places. Like the the other night at the Art Gallery. But the real news is, well, I'd better let Lainey explain this: "That Penelope Cruz has moved from Josh Hartnett to Lenny Kravitz and the two are making Spanish rocker sexytime prompting the usual conundrum whenever she hooks on to someone new: is she Bearding or Where’s the Purse?" Oh brother. Thank you Tom Cruise.
More:
*Penelope Goes Back to School [PopSugar]
*Stars Shooting in Vancouver's Gastown [Canada.com]
*Peter Sarsgaard and Debbie Harry Join "Dying Animal' [Cinematical]
*Penelope and Ben Kingsley were holding hands [Now Public]
*Penelope Cruz Dating Lenny Kravitz? [The Grumpiest]
Andrew Morrison sums up Kits in his latest Westender piece with delightful zest: "On any given day of the week, a stroll down West 4th sees the two generations morphed into one master demographic of Capers-loving, Goretex-wearing, Starbucks-loathing, mountain bike-riding, dog-walking, and restaurant-going shopaholics with more money than sin and equal appetites for self-indulgence and fitness."
All this "foodie" talk, but I have to say I'm with Keith Talent at Urban Diner on the word: "I can’t stand the word foodie. It’s overly simplistic and calculatedly lowbrow so as to offset the pretension of calling someone a “gourmet”. It’s sort of a Rachel Ray vs. Paul Bocuse question."
At anyrate, it's really no wonder I'm scared to cross the Burrard St. bridge most time to say nothing of coming face to face with those Kits eco-robots scare me. In a related piece of news I'm meeting some of my oldest and trusted friends for lunch today at Guu. Apparently I'm so awash with cash I'm paying, but I hope my 'green-y' friends bought this excuse. Feel free to try it yourselves:
"All of my cash is tied up in unethical weapons manufacturing stocks, and oil companies and otherwise in offshore accounts.
Gotta run, my Hummer has been running all day long down in the parking garage and I need to refuel it. See I'm doing my part to support global warming. Aren't you proud?"
I'm sure one of them will still try to sell me some sort of ethical investments anyway.
Early in the day, one of our trusted sources instant messaged us this cryptic call to arms. "blog a PSA about this shit tomorrow...i'm concerned and outraged... just outraged i tell you..." The message was accompanied by a link to the 2007 City Chase.
It's a good point, 'cause I'm not too sure what it all means either. Of course this sounds simple in theory: "Since its introduction in 2003, more than 15,000 Canadians have enjoyed the Laughter, Adventure and Discovery of City Chase."
It appears to cost $150 per teams. That is outrageous! It is on May 12th. And I have no idea what it is all about. Perhaps Vancouver's very own "Oprah", the amazing Simi Sara can shed some much needed light on this pressing issue. In short this seems to be some sort of wierd throw back to sports days from elementary school minus the McDonald's orange drink.
Did we clear that up, sir?
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*Just like the Canucks failed playoff run, the sad death of The Orland Kurtenblog is upon us. Sniff. Sniff. There must be a ghost writing it to mock us.
*Lainey just saw Patrick Swayze. "I was tempted…tempted to walk by and shout: Yo, Johnny! I see you in the next life! Or ask him to dirty grind on a sweaty dance floor after hours with the hotel staff. "
The movie Hairspray looks like a complete disaster. Anything with John Travolta in drag is a no fly zone if you ask me. But a poster with Christopher Walken like this? Well, you can't just ignore that kind of amazingness now can you?
Let us rejoice! The blessed 2010 Olympics - the wreckers of human rights and the environment among other things (probably global warming and the war in Iraq too- will only cost us $1.6 Billion:
"The committee, VANOC, originally estimated that the operating cost of the games would be $1.7 billion, but the 200-page plan puts it at $1.63 billion, $70 million less.
There was even mention of a possible surplus after the Games during Tuesday's news conference. The extra cash would be used to fund sports in Canada."
Sure. Sure we will come out ahead. Bwhahahahahahahaaha. Sorry. It's funny. We call this "wishful thinking", but its so adorable, and will drive the anti-Olympic crowd pretty, well, how you say "crazy". Speaking of which, I've never understood how you can be against Olympics anyway? Indifferent, certainly. But against? Come on. That can't be a serious position, its like being against global warming. Look, even the babies are angry.
It's pretty funny what people will send you. Yes, The Vancouverite is six degrees away from a some sort of, almost, half-assed media outlet. Well... But honestly, you get this kind of email and you wonder:
"Voting for the Are You Our Next Style Spy Girl? contest has started and goes till Sunday, May 20th. Voters get a chance to Win 1 of 5 $100 Off the Wall shopping sprees. Make sure to check out the fabulous group of finalists. Meet the finalists at The Style Spy's fashion show finale at Richmond Centre's food court on Saturday, June 2nd, 2:30pm. Hosted by Razer 969's Lauren Toyota and Jessica Reddy with outfits styled by celebrity stylist Courtney Watkins."
This was from "Tiffany". And this was a contest from Richmond Center. Look Tiffany, I'm sure you're cute, but this IS NOT the Richmondite - that is some other blog, by some other jerk - and you should not open yourself up to this. I'm not sure what this means: " Style Spy Girl knows how to rock her own style. She's outgoing, fun and just plain fabulous. Which girl is your fave?" but it sounds ridilculously Richmond.
Then again, this Haley girl and her "get me the hell off the island and into civilization where I can shop" attitude seems cool yes? I'm so confused.
Honestly. I took my camera to get another billboard in Vancouver tonight. Clearly that didn't happen. I'm pretty sure Mel, Lisa, and Amber delay'd me fron that goal - as did the fake accented irish girl at Ceili's. So until then, there is this unintentionally funny BMW billboard in Vancouver. "Driving a BMW is so fun, it almost feels like you’re abusing prescription medication." Of course, getting though your average Tuesday should be 2 vicodin, 1.5 prozacs, and 1/2 viagra anyway when you roll in a BMW. I mean, Just to get though, kind of Lohan style right? [hat tip Ad Freak via skonen_blades on Flickr.]
Okay, admit it, any day that starts off with some Dawson's Creek - the pre-cult years of Katie Holmes - is a good one. Some cheerios and the ridiculousness of how creepily earnest Dawson is make one's day. Once you admit this guilty pleasure, the better you'll be.
This video has everything. Conflict. Check. Long haired bus driver. Check. Spitting. Check. Adult language Check. Just your average story of the alleged abusive bus rider getting his comeupance. This bus driver is amazing - part Otto from the Simpsons, part Undertaker from WWE wrestling. Love it. [CTV News Report]
Love this. The Olympics still over two years away is already in hot water for not meeting environmental and social promises. "A watchdog group has given Vancouver 2010 Winter Games organizers a grade of D for nearly failing to keep their commitments to protect housing, the environmental, and civil liberties. The group, called Impact of the Olympics on Community Coalition, (IOCC) says it isn’t for or against the Olympics but its research has concluded the Games rank only a D minus." More at CTV.
This is good. By the time the games roll around I'm sure the death toll will be massive, the environment destroyed, and Vancouver will lay in ruins. We're all doomed. That is all.
*Welcome to a world of "green child abuse". The New York Times reports on children who believe, “When you use too much electricity, it kills animals." Tim Blair responds, "Well, it does if you hook up the electrodes right."
*Deadline Hollywood brings us news of the magical pilots that await us in September on TV. But the one show I want to see is this summer's Mad Men on AMC. Just watch the trailer.
*I don't know if this is totally sickening, or makes the wait to The Hills Season 3 totally completely unbearable. Thoughts?
*Wonkette reviews the Queen's visit to America: "still here, trying to surreptitiously take back the US for the British Empire under cover of darkness in a backroom deal with Dick Cheney, the Church of Scientology, a number of Freemasons, and Hitler’s brain."
*Another new restuarant, Chow (3121 Granville St.), gets the review treatment. It must be good sources close to The Vancouverite had so much fun they couldn't muster a review. [Urban Diner]
*A splendid smackdown of Facebook: "makes me want to tie up Joe Francis for twenty years… and NOT in a good way." The only good of Facebook is not signing up and hearing about what a jerk you are for not joining in the reindeer games. [Meg Fowler]
*This is kind of the opposite of Gawker's hilarious Blue States Lose. "seriously, could he be any cuter? it's like eddie vedder and diane keaton (circa annie hall) had sexy emo babies that ruined all my chances of scoring that night." [The Commodified]
A weekend with weather as gloomy as this one, calls for some good old fashion coffee blogging, yes? Let me start with a short review of Mink Chocolates Inc. ("On the Park" 863 West Hastings St). Let me just say that if you are having a crap day - say today for instance - go here, drop cash on a mocha with dark chocolate (holy cow) and a chocolate bar, or two. Willy Wonka, eat your hat, sir, this is the good stuff. Sure that combo will run you about $18 bucks, but you'll feel better about yourself.
I tried the "Tawny & Ruby Are Friends" - a bar with port and dark chocolate ganache, and the "Romeo & Juliet" - 1/2 white chocolate and 1/2 dark chocolate ganache. These were ridiculous. And my friend Anthony will be happy to note that they do indeed have bon bons - something he was talking about a few weeks back like he was Peg Bundy. I need to go back to have the chocolate fondue or the insane looking waffles. This store is trouble. And the modern space and branding details are pretty amazing. This experience isn't cheap, but if it was cheap, then you'd probably go everyday and be dead in a week. Okay, chocolate is good for you, go now. It's retarded how good this place is.
Danes Got it Going On.
In the April edition of Monocle - a magazine I mocked at first, and since have become addicted to - there was a write up on Emmery's. A pretty awesome looking place - "It is a unique Nordic mix of chic 7-11 meets Dean & Deluca." Let me get this straight, it's like a fancy cool 7-11. And these aren't everywhere because why? My goodness.
Starbucks Vs. Ethiopia
And this would be more so, after my so-so Americano at Starbucks today. Damn I want me some funky 7-11 cafe of awesome. And speaking of the brand, Starbucks got into a battle with Ethiopia recently over the trademarking of coffee.
Checked out Social, er, I guess that should read, So.Cial (332 Water St.) the other day. I'm not certain if you're supposed to include the period in the name, or not. Quite frankly, anyway you look at it, that increases the potential smugness at least a few points. Although the news, even following the end of the Canucks tyranny on the city this season, that it has some filthy hockey money behind it (Kirk McLean and Bob McCammon) probably evens things out.
It's a nice space in Gastown - old building loveliness with requisite impressive high ceiling awesome - and the concept seems like it should do pretty well in this city - meats, osyter bar, and more meats. Who is to deny that theme? It was lunch and I had a roast beef sandwich with mustard cabbage something or other - which was tasty and massive - the bread was delicious, but almost too hard to consume (artisan bread is cool, but this was hardcore)- even though the bread to start, served with a beanish-y dip was fantastic. The frites, well, they were pretty perfect. Other items, like the chicken sandwich looked great too. And there is something about a $14 sandwich during the lunch hour that is, well, ridiculously fun. So.there.
The Globe and Mail had a story on the B.C. Lieutenant-Governor's awards in architecture this weekend. It would seem that even though condos - part of the multi-family housing category - are going up practically everywhere, they aren't worth of awards. Really? You mean these ridiculous marketing driven boxes aren't all that design-y or worth a damn. Interesting. The things the author calls, "Rodney Dangerfield of architecture" don't get any respect:
"But the real reason multiple-family housing rarely makes it onto design awards lists is that architects are not paid enough to do it well. The fact is that here in B.C. we devote around 4 per cent of total housing costs to all design fees (architecture, engineering, landscape), while we pay four times that amount for real estate marketing (advertising, display centres, agent's fees). Well, you get what you pay for."
As much as I am quietly pleased that there is no more hockey, and my watering holes and streets have returned to their formerly indifferent self, this had me wondering what the hell. Apparently Markus Naslund promised Sunday night to play better next season:
"I know I can do better, that's the bottom line. I'm proud of what I do. I want to show I can still perform. I'm going to come back and prove that I can play better."
I would call this kind of rambling nonsense, um, unhelpful sir.
I'm not sure where to start with this post. If I started with Men Without Hats' Safety Dance video, I'm sure it won't tip you to the treasures of the web to unearth here in this post. Don't mind me.
The Cold War
In between reading John Lewis Gaddis's great page turner history, The Cold War - an amusing if sometimes terrifying recounting of the post war years and watching MASH (the movie, not the tv show) was a hell of a way to toil away the weekend. The MASH viewing led to some googles to the other spin off from the movie, Trapper John, M.D. Of course, this starred Pernell Roberts, he of Bonanza fame as Adam Cartwright. Here's the intro to Trapper John. So good.
Now, where was I? Ah yes, in Gaddis' book, the rogues gallery of Cold War douchebaggery was pretty awesome - from Mao to Charles de Gaulle to Uncle Joe. Of course, in this day and age, when you read about Nixon and Khrushchev, you hit up the web and watch Nixon in the USSR in 1959. Or this amazing extra scene from Oliver Stone's Nixon. (part 2)
The Snail Elections
And all that Cold War yum yums, particularly the de Gaulle, made me tune into the French elections today, where Nicolas Sarkozy won with huge turnout. Of course, you have to like a guy who celebrates at Fouquet's - a smuggier place with $12 euro cakes there could never be. I like how they roll in French politics. Now, the burning of the cars! Whoo Hoo! (Pajamas Media report from Paris) I want some Cotes Du Rhone and a viewing of the Bayeux Tapestry in motion to celebrate.
And I'm pretty sure this fun fact won't make some people happy, but since the war in Iraq, the G7 has the score of 6-1, elected governments that are Pro-American supporters of the war on terror. The lone hold out, Italy. Mamma Mia.
I cannot emphasize how much the Commodore Ballroom rocks as a venue to see live music, but of course it helps when the show itself is amazing.
Last night, Jarvis Cocker took to the stage and if I said the show was great, that would be an understatement. Obviously the many years he spent fronting the incredible Pulp have helped him develop a great performance style. Quirky and funny, his clever banter was second only to the dramatic timing of his musical choices. Ending with the song Black Magic right before the encore was a decision of staggering genius.
And just as an aside, if you're a big fan of the Chuck Taylors, the Commodore is seriously the place to go... At one point we spotted four identical pairs of black All-Stars, all in a row. I believe there was a his 'n hers matching set as well. Totally adorable.
I spent a sweet Sunday afternoon at the Aquarium last week. I was thinking it's actually pretty calm in here, which is odd seeing as that it was the first nice day in Vancouver in weeks. We saw the sharks, we saw the cramped Amazonian monster fish, the giant squid and then the jelly fish. There was like 20 people in there, it was awesome.
We stroll outside and saw the other 2,000 visitors that day all stuffed around the Otter pool. Otters are not cool, Dolphins and Sharks are cool - Otters are big rats... The reason for everyone jumping on the Bandwagon is that agonizing video of the two otters holding hands filmed in that same pool. It's been viewed by millions of people. All of a sudden the Aquarium's Otter pool is the place to be... if you wear Go Go Diego Shoes.
Here is the clip downsized so as not to cheer you up to much. Also make sure you turn the volume off so you don't puke. Anyways, go to the Aquarium and go see the real animals. Otters are like big rats and you sure as hell wouldn't care if two rats were holding hands. But go now while the crowd is glued to the snozzberry covered glass surrounding the sea rats. Then you can take in the sheer awesomeness that is a black tip reef sharks or a giant squid sucking down a goat.
In a related story, attempting to cash in on the animals gone loco craze, the Vancouver ZOO has gone ahead as planned and stapled a baby hippo to Hazina's back. Hazina's keepers are concerned as the large mammal has a hard time falling asleep if she isn't being spooned.
In a related story, attempting to cash in on the animals gone loco craze, the Vancouver ZOO has gone ahead as planned and stapled a baby hippo to Hazina's back. Hazina's keepers are concerned as the large mammal has a hard time falling asleep if she isn't being spooned.
