a long post to make up for a non-existant one.

Hello everyone,

I just ate 4 jalapeno slices, and am beginning to perspire slightly on my forehead.

I am sorry we didn't post last tuesday. Even sorrier than I am about missing out on the sweet deal of a luscious legendary burger, crispy french fries, and a refreshing coca cola for only $5.55 at my local triple o's restaurant, here in the langara cafeteria.

Please consider the pain of 4 spicy jalapeno slices, and the anguish at missing out on an awesome deal punishment enough for me missing an update.

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I now move this blog on to a hard hitting social issue which affects Canadians annually.

RRRRRoll up the RRRRRim to win (as it was originally marketed)!

A subtle marketing shift has been made over the past few years, from the act of winning, to the act of rolling. This annual promotion (held by an unnamed Canadian coffee shop chain named for a Toronto Maple Leafs defenseman who played for them from 1949-1970, born in Cochrane, Ontario) causes a commotion of emotions from ocean to ocean. This notion is troubling to me. I do not like how a vendor of magic caffeinated potion toys with my emotions.

I buy the drink with anticipation. I drink it. Not too hastily, lest I burn my tongue, but hastily enough as to most expediently satisfy my curiosity.

And then...

I roll up the rim.

And do not win.

There is a supposed 1 in 6 chances of winning.

My combined 2 year record is roughly 3 wins for 60 rolls. (this is an exact number for wins, and a conservative figure for rolls).

I am speechless.

I don't know what else to say.

I feel used.

On one hand, how can I condone these actions? A corporate giant taking advantage of defenseless, mindless caffeine addicted, consumer like me.

But on the other hand, I must commend them.

They do not simply sell the most widely used legal drug in the world, in red paper cups (now available in a 24 oz size!).

They sell hope.

Truthfully the coffee is not great. I switched at the beginning of the year to drinking Starbucks coffee because of its superior taste, and the fact that the line ups do not stretch halfway across campus.

But every February, when hope becomes available for purchase, I am somehow drawn back to this Canadian institution, like so many before me have also been drawn back.

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Nick says: Double-doubles are like drinking liquid candy.

Day 2 - The Social Experiment

Welcome back friends - or should we say FACEBOOK STALKERS.

You have all been pawns in our grand social experiment. Colin posted the link to this blog on my facebook wall, not as a status update. Now, this means that anyone who read the blog was creeping our conversations. You are all disgusting. Literally, I just vomited.

But seriously though, thank you for frequenting our small, but ever expanding corner of the blogosphere. We hope to continue entertaining you with our verbal prowess and discussions of (our) interesting social quirks. We shall post indefinitely - in fact, until the internet is outlawed forever, we will post. We will never give up.

Mostly this blog is an outlet for our over-stimulated brains. School is winding up and we would rather think about anything other than ancient Greco-Roman religion. It's quite boring. So sorry about the randomness of all of this.

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Now for our first topical post.

We want to discuss a major flaw in the cultural fabric of todays male dominated society. There is major inequality when it comes to this one area of social interaction in colleges and universities. As men, when we do not know the given names of other men, we can avoid the awkward social interchange where we must inquire of their names, when we should really already know it. For example, a simple "bud", "dude", or "man", can be used instead of the individual's unknown name.

This unsettling interaction of which we speak can only be employed when the individual whose name is unknown is a male. This makes friendship between females harder to come by* because they do not have an appropriate unfamiliar pronoun such as is utilized by males.

The exception that proves the rule is the phrase "hey girl," especially when said in a so-called "inner city," or "hood," dialect.

This realization has brought us to a question of how we can further gender equality. To do this, we must attempt to find an appropriate unfamiliar pronoun which can be employed by women.

Here is out list, so far useless:

-heeey lady

-woman

-girl

-lass

-sister (sista)

-dudette

-baroness

-dame

*We have done no actual research, so please don't take us seriously. Seriously.

Hello Universe.

Nick and Colin here Live from the Langara Cafeteria.

It is a tuesday and we have just completed our weekly ritual.
Triple O tuesdays, complete with burgers and crossword.

Our average time for crosswords was lowered today to a stunning 14:57.

Nick and I eat lunch together most every tuesday and thursday, and have a wide range of discussions whilst we partake in food over the noon hour.

You, dear reader, are one to whom we would like to extend our dialogue.
some topics we have covered in the past, and will undoubtedly cover in the future include, but are not limited to:
- Facial hair
- band names
- Tea
- names of ballpoint pens
- toques
- how everything in NBC's hit situational comedy "Community" is true
- preparation of French Fries
- Philosophy, especially when presented by Philosoraptor
- Our friend Karol
- Whether or not skipping class is ethical or justifiable
- features of Langara College: architecture, social groups
- sociology of coffee line-ups
- the Quizno's Lady

obviously this is just an initial list, myriad more topics will, and have been discussed.

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD