Thursday, September 25, 2008

City Tunes

I'm lazy. This is a fact. My laziness is encouraged and duplicated by the people I live with and who sit on our proch. That is why it often takes a massive effort to get up and take advantage of the amazing city we live in. Ok, I'll admit, we're pretty good at going to 7-11 and the LCBO but only because we have secret shortcuts. That said, a grand effort was put in last night to walk the darkened streets of Toronto and see some friends bands and have some good times. As per usual, the benefits where greater then the cost.

Luckily, I live right by College and Spadina which puts almost everything i've ever wanted within walking distance. Technically, everything is within walking distance if you have the time, but lets be realistic here people. I walk to school and work everyday and my bum is a lot more equipped to be on the ground then my feet but that just comes back round to the aforementioned laziness. Anyways, we went to some shows, kicked out some jams and came home to make ravioli and talk about how great music is. I would like to thank the following to bands for making this double headed night possible:

Great Lenin's Ghost - Meet them last year while doing a student CD project at school. They graduated but that doesn't mean that they stopped making sweet electro pop beats that all the pretty ladies can loose their shit to. They played at Rancho Relaxo which is an awesome little bar that can be filled to the brim with all your amigos to support kick ass local music.

The Owle Bird - The wind down to the evening at the Tranzac, a lovely little place with many rooms and people and characters. The Owle Bird played there monthly last year and have a CD release coming soon which is great because their melancholy tunes find every dissonant chord, waverly percussive moment and poignant string line that you ever wanted.

Luckily, both shows were PWYC which means that I now have no more change/money of any sort because I lost my bank card again. That's my 2nd one in a week. Balls.

On a side note, if you've seen my bank card (BMO), drivers license or Mastercard let me know. Don't call me though, cause I can't find my cell phone either.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Grettings earthlings!

Before I got on the plane last week my dad asked if I was going to take a shower. I replied, UH! NO!. I flippin hate showers. By dad was then like, "Well, Katie, it looks like you just got in from off the streets, like you've been living out there." I countered my fathers attack on my image by asking him if it really did look like i'd been living outside. Really? for how long? like 4 months maybe? BECAUSE THAT IS THE TRUTH! Now i'm inside, but I still flippin hate showers.

Civilization brings many issues that you normally don't deal with when you live in tipis at summer camp. Here are just a few:

What to do with my dreadlocks. They are free and crazy and appear by themselves. I can't tell if they look good or if they actually look like dangles of poo. The shower issues also plays in to this.

Will I really not receive service should I refuse to wear shoes? I have found that unless you are at an establishment that is full of drunken fools and you are one of them and it is past midnight and there is glasses all over the floor, you usually can not wear shoes and still get served. not like, YOU GOT SERVED! and get dance battled, but as in buy a book or avacado or something. Your ability to GET SERVED! has nothing to do with your shoes, it has everything to do with you ballability, as in, how ballin you are.

How much sushi can you really eat? Sushi star on Spadina just across from my house has 9.99 all you can eat Sushi for lunch. Along with some intrepid Australian comrades, we discovered that if you eat all the sushi you can truly eat, you go in to a food coma and must move a mattress then sleep on it for 3 hours in order to digest all the delicious sushi you just stuffed in your face. Should I ever run fully out of money, it will be because I have just beat my personal best at sushi eating thanks to this great place.

Houses have locks, unlike tipis. That means that if you come home at 2 in the morning and your house is locked and everyone is asleep you have to walk to your friends house where they hopefully are still a wake so you can sleep on their couch even though you are paying 460$ a month to sleep on a futon you took from the garbage and put in your own house. Also, houses don't have fire pits, so that's a bit lame. They do have balconys, electric guitars and organs though, so I guess they're ok.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Profile # 2.

On Sanja Mladjenovic:

She would be a great Jew, will most likely drink wine instead of cutting her children's crusts off and doesn't eat fauna but is most found of flora. If you know what I mean.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

That's Crunchy.

Due to circumstances of others immaturity and my unwillingness to be grown peoples mothers, my apartment is lacking in forks. I have taken to eating with a plastic fork I grabbed from the cafeteria one day. It is black and beautiful and has been a solid friend for the past month. Unfourtuantely, the left most prong broke off today in my stir fry. What is even more disturbing is that I ate the whole bowl and didn't find it.

Musical mumblings - "I'm from Barcelona" is the name of a good band. They are not actually from Barcelona, they are from Jönköping, Sweden. Just more proof that Sweden is the ultimate. Follow this link to see Sweden's homepage, one of the best country websites ever.

Monday, April 14, 2008

On Andrew Davis:

He wears dresses from peru, licks his plate like a kitten and his favorite website is cuteoverload.com

This is my first profile piece. Stay tuned for more in depth analysis of people I know but you may not.

Also, went to a party this weekend (I guess it was ok) and sustained the following injuries - sprained finger and foot, large cut in bottom foot (luckily there was no glass in it), 3 massive blisters on my hands and there is a scratch on the top of my head with sparse amounts of hair and dried blood around it.

In addition to that I have a dreadlock, my hair is falling out and there is still sharpie all over my hands and face. If any wants to tap this shit, just look for the impoverished girl making pokemon impressions. That's me. PARTY!

Friday, April 11, 2008

On desicison making

Issue. Well, multiple actually.

So like, I haven't blogged in a while and now that I only have 2 weeks left till I go to camp I have buttloads of ideas of how to enhance not only my blogging experience, but yours. I've been reading lots of cooking blogs lately and I'm thinking that I should have some specialties or features or something or just make a cooking blog of my own.

Example Cooking blog:

I am a gluten free vegan who can't digest peanut butter, fat of almost any kind or broccoli. Today's entry is going to focus on how tofu adds awesome texture to your everyday stir firy (everyday as in the stirfry you make everyday, the exact same way). Tofu is even greater if you squish it up and pretend like it's feta. If you pretend real hard, it's almost like you are greece.

Issue with that blog is that, well, the above pretty much summed up my entire cooking experience.

Other Potential directions for "So I said...":

Full on Balls Out Music Blog
Issue - the only music like is Someone Still Loves You, Boris Yeltsin and Tokyo Police Club.

Reviews of Restaurants (mainly Asian and special gluten-free vegan places)
Issue - I'm poor

A Blog About Whales and Their Awesomeness
Issue - I don't have a pet whale and am to scared of large animals to ever get one.

Toronto Concert Reviews
Issue - they would all go like this: IT WAS AWESOME AND MAGICALANDEVERYTHINGIEVERWANTEDANDICRIED. Except for when Flash Lightnin open for people or Caribou plays so fucking loud that my body was raped by sound. Then it would go like this: Lame.

Running Blog
Issue: I forgot my foam roller on the other side of the country which screws up my IT band and limits the amount of time I can run for. That and I'm just a fatty.

Hummus Blog
Issue: It's been done.

If you, the audience, has any suggestions or visions for the new direction of K Mudry's personal blog please feel free to comment. Until then, you will just have to listen to me thinking I'm hilarious and watch my concert videos.

In the meantime check out these blogs:
Your Vegan Mom
The Anchor Center
Toronto Celiac
I Guess I'm Floating

My favorite music blog was this one. Just cause it's no longer active doesn't mean you shouldn't spend hours reading all the previous posts. After you read all of mine.

Friday, April 04, 2008

Order of business:

1. I AM FAT

This is so unfortunate. You know that one day when your just chillin with yourself and your like holy crap! Where did all this extra self come!? Well, that day was today. My body is a disaster. As is my room. I am currently looking at two old apple cores, a plastic fork covered in syrup, and two empty hummus containers. This is a public service announcement - If you used to be an athlete and then decided to pursue something stupid like academics or music, go back to athletics otherwise you will end up looking like this:


2. CHARACTER HUMOR IS HILARIOUS

After having a delightful morning with my extra self I decided I needed a little pick me up so I went apps-quicktime-file-open-external hard drive-Nacho Libre-play-Full Screen. What a hoot that film is. While expressing my love for Jared Hess and his hilarious films at lunch, some friends of mine said Jared Hess was an awful writer because he just relies on character humor. So what? That's life yo. Clint Eastwood isn't going to come along and give you a kickass script, massive budget screen test you with Phillipe Seymour Hoffman and film your witty and well thought-out travel through any form of life, pre or post pubescent. All there is you and your own character. And I'm warning you, if you can't make that work for you, HBO is probably going to cancel your reality show.

3. I HAVE A NEW HOME

We are signing a lease today. Thrilling! The house is kind of mal-designed and you have to crawl up an extension ladder to get to my bed. Also, there is dirt everywhere. Hopefully I will stop finding new fat extensions on myself so that I can still climb up the ladder and not have it crumble beneath me.

4. SAVE THE WHALES

They are awesome. Nuff Said.