Today's lesson: Procrastination does, infact, pay of. I put off buying this ticket for about 2 weeks. Today, as I approached to Ticketbastard, I was eagerly prepared for disappointment. Thankfully, that was not the case.

So, go ahead, let life take care of itself.

PS.
Happy Solstice, my devotees.

Much like the last time I visited this page, I'm reluctant to post anything of value this time around. This update is meant to act as an indicator. The indication: I am not dead, and nor have I fled this cornucopia of knowledge(this web page) just yet.

Just keep checking back regularly. I'll put something interesting up, in a timely fashion. For the time being, here's filler:

You Do Not Just Pass The Puck During A 5 on 3 Power Play:
I'm also feeling pretty emo about game seven's outcome. We will just have to settle for this equally lovely stand in trophey. Sure, she may not be as pretty as her whored out counter part, but I'd get drunk, so very drunk, and defile her anyday of the week, and just as quickly.

This one's cooler, anyhow. I'm hotlinking this image from Sam's N&V page.

PS.
Pick up Nelly Furtado's new album, Loose, which drops today. This record is a departure from what I usually listen to, and maybe that's why my ears attracted me to it. You could say that my ears are being "promiscuous". Get it? Promiscuous, as in her new single, "Promiscuous Girl". Har har. I am easily amused. I'll also be seeing her live at Ed Fest, in late July, in an outdoor setting. It should be peachy.

It's accesible, it doesn't flaunt any pretensions, and it's simple fun. Listen to it, asap.


You know the drill. You click here, and if the RIAA comes knocking: "Me no speaka tha english... you greedy corporate fatcat assholes".

Then again, I think that the majority of people reading this would currently be situated in Canada. Where we're safe, for the time being. GO CANADA!

My stereo amplifier rocks so much that I'm just going to let all of you masturbate to these pictures, tonight. Have Fun.


This is an LM3886 amp kit that I picked up last October. All I had to do was solder the components to the PCB(s). It probably would have been possible for me to whip up my own design for an amplifier, but I was'nt in the mood to do weeks of calculations, and circuit testing. Screw that, patience is for hippies. The design was done, and this was going to be nothing more then a brute force activity.


Fourty dollars...for a plastic box.


Thank you, The Source(the new pretentious name for Radioshack).


That steel donught is a step down transformer, also know as a toroid. If I was going to die on this project, you could rest assured, that it would have been the doing of that $70 piece of metal. Yet I live, take that, Mr.Death Donught. Also, that cylinder shaped object is a dual ganged potentiometer(aka a stereo volume controller). Since this was going to be a stereo amp, it would be necessary to have one control for two channels, hence the dual gang-d-li-ness of the knob. What? "gang-d-li-ness" is a word!


Bollocks, I need a better looking knob than that.


Notice the addition of an on/off switch, and a fuse.


"Ready for your close up?"


Just attaching the amplifiers themselves to the heatsink, which I swiped from a computer sitting in my basement. It's realtively small compared to what I should be using, but you would be surprised at what kind of a monumental pain in the arse it is to get a proper sized heat sink of that wonderfull internet.


Hours of painfull wire work, a few minor skin burns, and many moments of not so steady hand eye co-ordination later.


Rubber feat courtesy of the Dr.Scientist.

So proximate to two months from this very moment I'll be sipping back ten cents sodas, and having Chow Mein the way Chow Mein should be, which is good, and not greasy/oily. I'm going to India, to vacate all the nothing that I'm currently in the middle of. I know I'll have a blast this time - my trips to India just get better every subsequent time that I'm there. Here's a list of a few things I'd like to take in when I'm there:

Super Kick Ass List

1)The one thing that's been haunting me since my last trip has been the horrendous image of Taj Mahal that I took. It would have been perfection if a certain douche bag would've moved his head out of my cameras lens long enough for me to not take this shot:

It's all head! it's so irritating that I'm using double captions for this picture, one here, and one on the bottom.

If you're republican, he's french, have at him.
If you're democratic, he's republican, pff, right wing nut job.

2)I have to, have to, have to drive around on a scooter. Yes, I'll probably kill myself, and yes, the traffic in India is a californian rush hour ten fold, but screw it. Here I come!


As you can tell, getting a picture of a scooter was'nt as high priority as getting one of the TM, sorry. Is'nt that an awesome 3 wheeler taxi?

3)Use a public washroom with a better lock. Another story, for another day, though a few of you readers know what I'm talking of, and if you do, keep quiet.

4)I'm making it a goal to go out everyday, and especially during the early days. During the first week of my last trip I was in bed due to a culture shock, and a nasty flu. No fear, and bed inducing illness this time!

Enough LOL'ing
Lol, I think I'm getting annoyed, lol, by people who "lol" every ten seconds, lol. I'm not going to name names but you know who you are, I would'nt be complaining if it had'nt gotten to this retarded point. Pick up a dictionary, and learn to articulate your thoughts in a more concise manner, please. If not, then maybe you should look at this very official chart that I pulled from a legitimate stats website.


I've talked to all the Doctors, and Scientists, and Dr.Scientists, and they all agree. Battlefield Earth sucked, and that too much "LOL'ing" makes you stupid. Hail Xenu.

Next Week:
Blah blah blah. I don't know, but I came this close to blogging about sitting in a hot car with Jason for 2 hours today, and I'm sure there was a "brokeback moment" waiting to happen there. Was'nt there?, Jaybles.

Dear Vinnie Jones,

I stand before you today to apologize for my, newly retracted, comments that I made in a moment of arrogance, and short sightedness a little less then a week ago. Your delivery of the line "I'm the Juggernaut, bitch" is nothing short of a detailed cinematic tapestry painted by a layered and textured preformance.

Now, all of you bitches, hail the Juggernaut.


This guy will fuck your shit up like noones business

Well, when I said "indefinite period of time", I assumed(a nasty habit of mine) I'd be out for longer then 3 days. Then, over the weekend, a few news worthy things had been brought to my attention, which, in turn, are responsible for this revival of sorts. God, do I ever hate making an awesome dramatic statement, and then having it fly back in my face days later. This must be how those big pussies Hamlet, and Macbeth felt. So, there you have it, time for all 2 of you readers(unless Chris's girlfriend is reading this, then that would be 3) to delve in.

Lost(*SPOILERS*)
I am, with a doubt, the last person to have gotten swept into Lost. To put it simply, this show rocks. The second season finale will be broadcast on Wednesday(May 24th), and I'm nothing short of ecstatic to see where the writers take this. I just can't rap my head around what pushing the button could do, and I'm glad will get some closure, in regards to what brought Oceanic 815 down.

Anyway, if you have yet to get into Lost, then go pick up season one's DVD set, right now.

X3(Aka Why I Hate Juggernaut)
I adored the first two, and I know I'll love this one to. My only gripe with it, and I know it's hard to complain about a movie I have yet to see, but bare with me, has to be Juggernaut. Vinnie Jones?? Vinnie fucking Jones??, and have you looked at Juggernauts appearance in the trailers? Not convinced yet?, then let me point your eyes to exhibit A:

THIS:

You can't read what's in the word bubbles, but it's more then likely that he's saying "Vinnie Jones, wtf?"

^IS NOT THE SAME AS:


How Could You Let Guy Ritchie Make Swept Away, Shame On You!

Don't crucify me just yet. You should at least know this, when I see the movie, and I'm blown away by Vinnie Jones and his rendition of the "Jugger", I will immediately retract my statements, and all will be harmonious in "Vinnie Land".

Super Paper Mario!


Don't do it, Princess. He has crabs!

Do I even have to explain what kind of "pant wettingly exciting" feelings this game is inducing! Don't shelve that Gamecube just yet. Yes, that's right, they're still making GC games. The Wii doesn't even have a release date yet, so chill.

I've been waiting since the days of my early childhood, spent infront of Super Mario Bros 2, for a Mario game where I could play as either Peach/Bowser/Mario. The last fourth of this year can not come soon enough.

The Twilight Singers - Powder Burns
What would this collection of meandering thoughts(my blog) be if I did not toot my enlightened musical horn once in a while. Once you're done going through all the fantastic recommendations I presented to you last week, you have to check out an album named Powder Burns, by a band named The Twilight Singers. I could yap about how well arranged the instruments are, and how Greg Dulli's emotional, and exquisitely crushing vocals are nothing short of mesmerizing, but I'd rather you just download the bloody song, and rub my feet, later.


Aural pleasure waits here.

The Line Begins To Bore
Joking aside, "The Line Begins To Blur" by Nine Inch Nails is one of the finest songs that Reznor has crafted. Though as of late, my favourite band of the last five years has just started falling of my radar. Don't get me wrong, I will most certainly listen to his new album, yet I just seem less excited about NIN then I was before. I've probably just grown soft, oh well, bring out the clean cut accoustic guitars.



Hopefully, this will serve as both the first, and last image of Trent Reznor/NIN that you will see on this page. As much as I loved NIN(to some degree I still do like the music), I absolutely hated discussing them, and the last thing I'd ever want this page to descent into would be this crap, or some idiotic "I <3 TR" fan garbage masquerading around as something with substance.


Cya.

After all that bashing, I can still say that If you have a chance to check out Reznor, and co, in a live setting, then I implore you to go. November 16/2005 was a night that I won't soon forget. The current live show is stunning, to say the least. Thus concludes any mention of Nine Inch Nails on this blog, ever.

Next Week:
*shrugs*. The only possible thing that I could see myself posting would be a loveletter apology to Vinnie Jones. If Vinnie apologizes for these movies, me and him are cool:

1.She's The Man
2.Swordfish
3.I had a third movie(Eurotrip) here, but someone(Chris) disagreed with me, and broke one of my legs, so I took it out.
4.Submerged(Starring Steven Seagull, who's fantastic music career is currently blooming)

Good evening, Freaks, and Geeks

I'm proof positive that the first thing you thought when you started visiting this wonderful page, other then "at last my life is complete", was "when is Jaz gonna tell me how to whip up a bangin Mango Shake". Well, wait no more, my friend, your moment of bliss has arrived.

First thing's first, let's get the all to common task of laying out what you'll need for this messy adventure out of the way.

List

1.Two Firm Mangos
2.Breyers Vanilla Ice Cream(I've used other brands, but so far, Breyers yields the best results)
3.Ice
4.Sugar
5.Milk
6.And A Blender(Duh)

Let's Do This

1."Peel Those Mangos"
Alright, if your shining abilities do not include peeling fruit, as mine don't, you'll no doubt be pissing and moaning your way through this first step.

2."Chop Them Up"
I was not judging you in the last section, since, like you, I suck at peeling the skin from a fruit, but all you need to do here is cut the Mango up into pieces. If you can't do this, you fail at life. Divide each Mango into 5 pieces. You don't want to cut them down in to portions that are really small, because:

A)You will waste time, and B)the blender will take care of it.

3."Into The Blender"
Purée the fruit. Seriously, this is pushing a button! a button, man! Hold the bloody thing for 5 seconds. Keep the button pressed until the chunks of Mango have transformed into a soggy, and disgusting looking, mess.

4."Add 6 Spoons Of Sugar"
Add 6 spoonfulls of Sugar. Tea spoons should cut it.

5."Look At Step 3"

6."Here Comes The Ice Cream"
After you're done being exhausted from painstakingly holding down a button for(let's see, 2 steps, 2 times 5 seconds...)a while, you'll need to add about 6 scoopes of the delicious white stuff(pervert).

7."Look At Step 5"

8."Ice Cold"
Add about a half a cup full of crushed ice.

9."Look At Step 7"
Purée the shake until it's reached a mid viscous state.

10."This Epic Adventure Is Nil"
Drink it!


I'd like to thank my dad for helping to facilitate things, a bit

PS.
Well, I believe I've made up for my weeks of inactivity with all the posting I've done in these last few days, and therefore, I've earned the right to be absolved of any posting duties for an indefinite period of time. Seeing as almost no one's been diligently reading this, other then Alex, and Chris(Shoutouts!), I'll be back after I've spread some Jaz-Blog-Awareness-Love.

Cya.

Next Week:
Look up, stupid.

When you have some spare time, and an open mind, check out the new album, Supernature, by english duo Goldfrapp. It's got the makings of a remarkable, and polished top 40 album, minus the whole top 40 thing.

If you're like me, and your achilles heal happens to be catchy dance music, which is heavily synthesizer driven, played next to lyrics about riding horses - you'll most likely eat this up. Plus, I have yet to think of a voice that is more equipped, and complimentary, for these types of songs then the one Alison Goldfrapp commands.


Oh La La

Goldfrapp will tour the states this fall. *crosses finger for Canadian shows*.

Blogging at 1 a.m. in the morning is the aftermath of Second Cup being open at 10p.m., I'll beat this caffeine addiction, someday(the words of a true procrastinator). I think Patrick Warburton, aka "Putty", aka "The Tick", summed up my immediate sentiments to a tee when he uttered the words:

"Armless bandit... Empty your bladder of that bitter black urine men call coffee! It has its price and its price has been payed! Java devil, you are now my bitch."
-The Tick



Ladies, Gents, and ofcourse, Mr.Warburton, I bid you goodnight.

Tonight, I can say I feel proud to be from Edmonton.

I'm not the biggest hockey fan around, nor do I think all this current Oilers-mania is just, but after having our national anthem boo'd by a few dinks over at the Shark Tank, I could'nt help but feel a major sense of diminished national pride. I was left baffled as to how people would react to this, would we shutup, and ignore it? perhaps we'd boo the Star Spangled Banner? Nope, the fine folks of Edmonton took the high road and did what they should have; which happened to be cheering on both anthems, and winning the game. Yeah, we kick ass.



PS.
I've never been to San Jose, but I'd love to visit. My anger is just directed at the class acts who instigated the boos. Ron Gonzales, mayor of San Jose, did make it a point to apologize on their behalf. Good on him.

Next Week:
I get arrested after I'm found cavorting around with the Stanley Cup, in my hot tub, naked, and drunk.

So, it's been a few weeks since I bothered to post anything here, not because I hate posting things, just because I find it impossible to think of anything random that merits being recorded in one way or another. Any-who, lets get on with what today's exciting topic is.

I've recently acquired(read: downloaded) an album called Slow Motion Addict by an up and coming new artist, named Carina Round, after listening to it for hours in the car, I can easily say this is the coolest album to come out of 2006, thus far. As a side note, there have been some really hot albums to come out in the past 5 months, and a few more to look forward to in the latter half of this year.


Even this cover art is cool.

If I'm going to be short and to the point I'll just say I'm going to buy this album, and you should to, if you like intelligent rock, and well written songs. It drops on June 27th, and I'll post a link to it later, so, you can go download it(assuming, you'll purchase it, if you like it) and subsequently buy into my fan-boy-ish hype.

First, let's get a bit of history out of the way, I stumbled across Carina Round after I noticed that she was featured on another soon to be released album(Cruel Melody by Black Light Burns). You can check them out on myspace.com/blacklightburns. After picking up her sophomore album The Disconnection I was impressed, yet, I felt that the songs, despite being well done, began to sound the same after about twenty minutes of listening. This certainly is'nt the case with SMA. Mark my words, I see her exploding onto the mainstream with this album.

Every tune is diverse, and all the songs are discernible and different without sounding as if they all belong on a separate albums. The actual sound could be described as PJ Harvey being backed by Sleater-Kinney, after hours of doing mellowed out funk mushrooms. Even if you're a goth/metal kid you should check out this album; this is gateway music that expands upon peoples taste palettes. Put down your worn out copy of The Downward Spiral/Aenima(or if you're a trendy hipster, With Teeth/10,000 Days), go buy some Chai, relax, and put some C.R. on.

Alright, that's enough yapping, I'll just tell you what my favorite tracks are, and then you can go steal it. Capiche!

Check these ones out, for sure:
(In no order, other then numerical)
1. "Come To You"
2. "The City"
3. "Take The Money"
4. "Slow Motion Addict"
5. "Same Girlfriend"

Here it is, kids. Go "Buck Wild"!

I know I sound like a broken record, but I'll reiterate, if you like it as much as I do, then pick it up, when it's out.


You go, girl.

Next Week:
A list of people I hate, and perhaps more of me metaphorically fellating musicians that I get a kick out of listening to.

So, after all the naysaying on my part I've finally decided to cave in and erect an LJ on my behalf. Why would I?, you ask. I'm usually someone who detests myspace, blogs, and LJs as a whole, though at the end of the day I just thought "what's wrong with this concept?, people like to be heard, keeping a journal is a good thing, and it hurts no one(unless your soul purpose is to come and rant about other LJ users)". Alright, enough with my lame semantics, on to buisiness then.

My name is Jasmeet Singh, and this page will be used for me to come and bitch, piss, moan, complain, and, on the rare occasion, celebrate with a positive outburst. I'll probably post about music I'm listening to, the people I meet, and the things I do for fun.