It's Sunday January the 10 around 7:59PM and
Check out my new article over at Scout Magazine on the long overdue Vokapocalypse. Special thanks to editor Andrew Morrison who took my latest cocktail napkin ramblings and helped turn them into something coherent.
"At my local government liquor distribution branch, there are currently sixty-nine types of vodka in stock. Sixty-nine, and that is just in the 750ml bottle variety. That’s enough to make Stalin spit off his moustache. One can get everything from cheap and blinding plonk to new and pricy brands that defy the liquor’s peasant rep, like the $68.99 bottle of U’luvka from Poland."
Read the full article and more at Scout Magazine.
It's Tuesday July the 31 around 3:02PM and
Nothing gets me angrier than seeing Taco Bell commercials on Canadian channels, even local stations. It's the equivalent of those cheesy phone line ads on late night T.V. telling you, without saying it, that you are a lonely waste of a man that will never get what you want out of life...if life were a Gordita. Why is there no TBell in Vancouver?
Forget social housing or a garbage crisis. We need to focus our efforts on erecting a Taco Bell on the corner of Seymour and Hastings so lunch will never suck ass again.
It's Tuesday July the 31 around 1:21PM and
Apparently Vancouverites are cheap bastards or the level of service in Vancouver averages around sucky. Either way the subject has sparked some controversy within the 24.
I don't tip because I don't have any money, or hands, but I was always under the impression that the size of the tip was more a reflection of the servers chest size than the service they give. Remember two weeks ago the hot topic was dating in Vancouver and our over ample sized ladies said Vancouver men are shallow.
