radmad.ca

holy hundred thousand hits how'd this happen hoooyah!

apparently
radmad has been a bad girl!

oh here we go again....

radmad:

• is about to make turkey meatballs sans recipe. prepare for disaster
  
• has tegan and sara's Sainthood on repeat
  
• feels inspired to go on a long streetcar ride. destination unknown
  
• wishes she could sit still. need to find cure for ADD. perhaps it is turkey meatballs
  
• misses you. its been a year since you stopped calling. i hope she is worth it
  
• went on 3 dates last week. one sucked. meatloaf called it... two out of three ain't bad
  
• bought the prettiest vintage coat for thirty dollars.
  
• thinks christmas is going to have a whole new meaning this year so needs to find the perfect card
  
• is nervous that she's onto something bigger than she is ready to take on
  
• met the daughter of the guy who wrote the slogan "when you eat your smarties do you eat the red ones last" and "get cracking"
  
• is sorta interesting, so let her get a word in

5am
pitch black along the boardwalk
8km route against the wind
through a wet drizzle

welcome to can't tame me tuesday

the dog has a bit of a hate-on
for my busy schedule
and insufficient mom and dog
down time




i have to tell her
i'm doing it for us
for a better life
so she can enjoy the best
food
and the best bed blankets
and the best bisquits
money can buy


all that doesn't matter to her
its the happiness of a long trek through the leaves
or a good tug of war with mr. chicken
or the best belly rub
better than money can buy

perspective and priorities
she's got em both down

she refused to let common sense cloud her judgement

for reasons related to distance
and scheduling

i had to break up
with my nail girl
of nine years
last night

i'm actually taking it harder
than i thought

now going to a gay vietnemese guy
on the danforth

it was time
but that just doesn't make it
any easier

so i'm going to be on TV
that there is brent the producer
in my studio

i won't lie
i have always dreamed of being on TV

the first time i tried was last year
when i auditioned to be on Slice TV's "The List"
I even came up with the show idea
to karaoke the national anthem
at one of the Leafs games
the fuk'rs scooped my idea
and didn't invite my ass back try out for the shoot

whateves
i can't sing

anyways
my biz is freakin booming
within three months of opening the doors
i have a waiting list of peeps wanting in
cool

one of my clients has lost 20 pounds
in 2 months
trez cool

and last thursday
a TV crew came in to shoot a segment
on what my biz is all about
and why it is such an awesome workout
holy crap too cool

dream big people
take chances
and make shit happen

das what its all about yo

why radmad
is

continues to be

and will perhaps
always be
single

today at aunty radmad's
little Miss O
learned how to choke the chicken

sent the pic to Miss O's daddy

radmad is no longer allowed
to play with Miss O
unless supervised
by an adult

so i am to the point
where all the questions have been answered
and i'm at the emailing stage
with the eharmony dudes

and i have hit a wall
i have zero to no interest
in pursuing anyone
and dating

and talking about myself
or learning about someone else

i'm not worried about whether
i will jet out of this rut
cause i will

soon
i hope

my buddy dank
managed the location of this
public service announcement
shoot

gave me shiva's

apparently the little girl
that bails in the middle of the street
at 0:53
fell for real
wasn't planned
and when this happens
the thing to do is leave it in
to give the person creds

shiva's

so it's now illegal
to talk on a cell phone
while driving

it is not illegal
however
to eat a sandwich
while driving

perhaps someone
should make a cell phone case
that resembles a sandwich

so i was thinking about
the guy who made up the saying
"spill the beans"

what kind of bean
exactly
was he talking about?



must have been kidney or something
cause most others would just
topple
or splat



speaking of beans being spilled
here are some of mine tossed about

. i used to be an HR consultant
i can say that now cause i don't have to worry about reputation
and professionalism to the same extent
so now i can free for all talk about stuff
like masturbation
which leads me to bean number 2

. can you believe that for the past month
i have plopped into bed
and basically forgot
to er
put myself to sleep

. i am growing my hair to oblivian
it should be ready by next spring
dye job is on the horizon
stfu grey hair

. i filled out the long ass questionnaire
on eharmony
and so far i have no matches
shocking

. it takes alot for a comedy
to make me laugh
family guy has a 97% success rate

. if i die eating
i hope my teeth are wrapped around a pumpkin
tart

. i have another blog

i am having one of those
"what the fuk are you bitching about"
moments

biz is going amazing
better than i imagined

but

here's the but

i am missing so many
of the things
that make me tick

i miss my running
i miss staying out late on a school night
i miss being able to do my job with my eyes closed
i miss making mega bucks
i miss hanging with my friends

but i think what i miss most
is being asked "how are you doing?"
and not "how is business going?"

i guess that is what happens
the line between things blur

i am so happy and thankful for how well
things are going
and i really love my gig

yet at the same time
i miss that person i was
the girl who was defined by who she was
and not by what she does

maybe i just have to realize
and accept
that the who she is
and the what she does
when melded together...

makes for a pretty awesome chick

i work seven days a week
i can't remember the last time i went on
a date
i am broke

but


i sure do
love this song

little piece of information for ya



if you counted to one billion
and said one number per second
it would take you 32 years to finish



until of course
some fuk'r interupted you
and you gots to start all over



oh hi adam
kaa kaa

oh miss raymi la bijoux
you are so talented
and super supportive

thank you for this masterpiece
which now adorns the walls
of my new gig

muah!

it is just so amazing to me
how little persons
are so dependent on the big peoples
around them

i guess it is making this big person
start to think about what i want
to teach this little one
about life, love
and all those important stuffs



and all the while
trying to do it
with minimal 'fuks'
snuck in

i have to work on that

i guess its
kinda like
potty training
for the mouth



all i know is
i'm gonna have some crazy glue close by
when Miss O gets older
to repair all the boys' hearts
she's gonna break

so here is where i decide
if worlds should collide

this is a mug..er..headshot
that was not used
on my press release
for my new venture

thing is
i have always been a proponent of being cautious
of what you thrust of yourself
into the e-world

a friend told me that if a search
of my full name and city is done
this blog shows up
and posed the question
as to whether it is something clients should see

hmmmm
so
what to do

end of the day
i choose not to work in the corporate world
because
while tact and diplomacy and professionalism
are all trez importante
so is having the freedom to be yourself

and well
this blog is myself

and if an existing or potential client
doesn't like what i write
then perhaps that relationship
will not work

so alas
the response to my friend
who slid me a word of caution was

Oh I dunno....
a few boob shots
and posts about masturbation
might just be good
for business ;)

and well
on the other side of things
some of my friends here who read my blog
have come to love me with the minimal
information they have
of my logistical location on this planet
and i'm not quite sure
that i'm ready to bust out of anonymity

we're talking george costanza
worlds colliding
of epic proportions
here

that there is a pig
lord of the flies much?



and that there
is a smore
mouth water much?



madison
chillin



this is shawn
he now lives with his chick
in my old appartment
i part hate him for it

rest assured
my karaoke ghost
still lingers





hey everybody
its dank
remember him?



dank's hot wife
you probably remember her more



jason
he's new
you won't remember him







oh hi sepia



i started drinking vodka recently
as you can see
even on an island
i'm pretty good at it

this has by far
been the craziest
and most transitional
summers
of my life

i haven't really experienced much
of the lazy days
of summer

and i have been dying to let out
with a screech of excitement
what the fuk



i've been up to

love to her
is not sex
it is not regret
or fear

it is wanting nothing more
than sitting
side by side

a bottle of red
downloading songs

that speak
words
so we don't have to

life seems
to be getting a tad too serious
and grownup



time to channel
her inner spunk




stat




oh yaaaaaah