The choice of judges;  Paula Abdul, let's face it, she hasn't had a hit song since the 1980's and I don't even remember what she sounds like when she sings, and who knows if she can even sing live. Then you have Nicole Scheringer, who is not all that well-established even though she was in some group called the 'Pussycat Dolls' and strutting her stuff on 'Dancing with the Stars'. 

In recent episodes, the show brings us to the Judges Homes and the judges have help from special people in the biz. Simon, who is apparently in France during the show was to have Mariah Carey, but Mariah being Mariah backed out of it, perhaps FOX couldn't get her demands met, they say due to Hurricane. So, Simon is judging alone.

L.A Reid who is a big name Music Executive, according to website he's a former CEO of Island Def Jam Records. He's launched superstars Mariah Carey, Jon Bon Jovi, Jay-Z, P!nk, Justin Beiber, Jennifer Lopez etc, so we know why he's there. Rihanna is his "helper". She won't be there without Reid. Perhaps, favor returning favor?

Then we have Nicole who's special helper is Enrique Illegleis, both of whom are the not breakthrough singers nor powerful in the music industry.  So, perhaps they couldn't find anyone else to judge? I just find it odd that they're judging singers, some of which who can sing better than them two. Ironic, don't you think? At times you'll see Nicole over-dramatic closing her eyes and by her comments.

Some of the contestants say how wonderful it will be for them to win because they always dreamt of big homes with nice sun-sets (the scenery, surrounding and the homes are just gorgeous by the way). But you don't get into a profession because of the money, if you do, you're getting into for the wrong reason and it will only bring unhappiness. If you've had some life experience and life skills, you'd know this.

Part 2 of Judges homes performance aired tonight and none stuck out. Which only leaves 2 from Part 1 that I posted in the video section.

I am not condoning this behaviour or taking sides here, these women, perhaps weak and insecure, date these creeps who have STD's and trust them too easily.

Take responsibility of your own actions.

Maybe lack of intelligence?

Unless the guy says he's negative but knows he's positive, than I retract my opinion as that's just criminal. And he should be locked up.

Police have arrested the man they say had unprotected sex with a partner without disclosing the fact that he had AIDS.

Ian Thomas Williams, 49, of Toronto turned himself in with his lawyer to police on Friday at 4:30 p.m.

Williams is charged with aggravated assault and with failing to comply with probation. Police allege he had unprotected sex numerous times with a 51-year-old woman between Aug. 5 and Aug. 19.

Police are investigating whether there are more victims.

Anyone who has had intimate relations with Williams is urged to contact police at 416-808-5400 or by calling Crime Stoppers at 416-222-TIPS (8477).

Williams is scheduled to appear at Old City Hall on Saturday for a bail hearing.

With files from Aleysha Haniff

You stand in line for the so-called customer service desk (how is it customer service when you're waiting 30 mins to talk to a rep??) because you lost your membership card and need a replacement and vent to the employee's for waiting for so long as if you had nothing better to do all day.

So because I was waiting for ever and the line wasn't moving I finally spoke my mind and said, the returns line is not busy why are there 4 reps there and not helping with membership?? Can I be manager for a day cause obviously the one present isn't doing a good job.

And then when you finally get to someone he makes an issue of my name, on my membership card it shows JOEY, not JOSEPH as my ID shows, and asks why is it different?. I said 'Right JOEY is short form for JOSEPH, not BOBBY and JOSEPH, not HARRY and JOSEPH, it's JOEY, take the EY and add SEPH.

And it's only the immigrants that give me this issue.

So, after all that he says the photo thing for the membership card isn't working and gave me a print out of my membership #, I already had my membership # I DIDN'T NEED A PRINT OUT OF IT!!!

And then when I checked out at the cashier after I bought 3 items and stood in line for 30 mins to get a print out fo my membership #, she wanted to keep the stupid peice of paper with read 'Temporary Membership Card'. She said it's only temporary!!!

Give me the fregin paper!!!!

MY GAWD, Why so many stupid people???

Then as you drive towards the highway, there's traffic because of maybe an accident?? 3 police cars were present but I didn't see any car damaged.

I think people (customer service reps) should be replaced with computers, too much horrible customer service going on, these big greedy corporations know nothing about customer service. Nothing. Zelch! Zada.

There's a trail close by here called a beltline, it's where people jog, walk, bike and I walk my dogs on this trail sometimes. Early mornings I don't take my dogs this route because there's a bird that attacks me. And the first time this bird did that I suddenly got nightmare's. Suddenly I have this fear of revenge of the birds. I have no clue what type of bird it is as I am not into birds, but they're black with red on them. There are no pigeons around here, just black birds with red spots. They sometimes make loud calling sounds, and ever since I got attacked by a bird these sounds I hear now sound like alarm sounds to me.

"He's walking by, prepare to attack!"

Next thing you'll see is me chasing birds with a stick. "Land on my head again and you'll be a squirrels meal!!!". I just want to sit down and talk to these birds and say don't worry I don't want your fuckin chick eggs, I mean I could use the egg whites for my breakfast. And how could I reach it anyway when the nest is 100 ft up in the tree you dumb BIRD! Gawd, birds can be so stupid sometimes. Ha, just like people. I call them people with bird's brain.

IN the winter when all the leaves fall and the tree's are bare and naked you can see all the birds nests up in the trees.

The birds are probably going to fry this Thursday when it will be 48C in Toronto.

I'm just gonna walk out naked. How do you walk out in that heat with clothes on?

Anyway, today I was walking my dogs and I hear someone coming from behind me ringing his tacky bike bell. My dogs saw another dog and wanted to go up to them. So I didn't grab them in time for this bike guy to pass through. What does he do? He stops and looks at me. And I ask him is there a problem? He said yes no. Then as he drove off he said I am the problem not my dogs????

Next time ring your bell well in advance and I will prepare my dogs for your passing by, ASSWIPE! You bird brain twat.

People in Toronto can be asswipes.

I am very courteous and walk on the side of the trail so people can bike and jog through. But you have those who think they own the fuckin trail and want it all for themselves. I even make sure my dogs stick to one side to not interfere, but this time it was a rare incidient where I DIDN'T PULL THEM TO THE SIDE FAST AND FAST ENOUGH FOR THE BIKE RIDER TWAT.

Maybe the bike seat was going up his ass. Maybe he needed it to.

I was shopping for something at Canadian Tire and saw rechargeable batteries that I needed for my cordless phone. The batteries were locked in a cabinet. Seriously, batteries locked up????? So the customer service desk paged someone to assist with getting me those batteries. Only one person has a key to a battery cabinet??? I am not asking for my million at the bank for fuck sake. How about a secret tunnel to a secret location?? Secure enough?

So, I waited. She paged again.

I jokingly asked, What isle is the axe in? because we can open it that way..MUCH faster!

I waited some more and no one showed up. I just walked away saying it's okay I'll go to Future Shop, those sales reps love to help.

And then I stopped at Home Depot because I needed Styrofoam. There was no bar code on it. So the counter clerk paged someone at the Lumber department..I waited and no one paged him back. He asked a co-worker the name of the item I had, he didn't ask me, so I jumped in and said it's called Styrofoam! he ignored me. He's an immigrant, maybe they don't have it where he's from? So he asked the co-worker again and I said didn't I just say it's called Styrofoam??? So I got fed up and said, Gotta Go, no time to wait for your slow co-workers. I was rude because he didn't believe me IT'S CALLED S-T-Y-R-O-F-O-A-M!

Hardly any intelligent one's at these places.

What I should of done was ask for a supervisor to get someone but last night I didn't sleep too well, so I didn't want to waste the little energy I had. I couldn't be bothered.

Next time. And there will be a next time. Please people, don't make my life difficult and I won't be a cranky bitch! It's really easy, SYROFOAM...Do your job.

If you don't like your job, go milk a cow!

Today I am driving and I make a stop at the stop sign then suddenly some punk approaches the stop sign to my right at the 3 way ALL STOP intersection, what does this young punk dude who probably just got his license and driving his momma's or pappa's big ass SUV do? He hardly if at all makes a stop and turns left beside me, as if I wasn't there, what do I do? I drive as it was my turn because it was and drove up to his car. What does this dumbass punk do? He was about to hit the parked car on the street because he was focused on whether I was going to hit his momma's or pappa's car.

Want to be stupid? I can play the asshole game.

People who are in a hurry, who disregard other drivers accidents happen. They're selffish self-centered twits, who put other lives in jeopardy.

Then later today I am driving, suddenly an ambulance is approaching south of me coming my direction. There are 2 lanes going north and 2 going south. The car in front of me who perhaps just got their license as well just stops his car and puts on hazard (emergency lights) on.  What the hell??

Okay what am I here, giving driving lessons??

When emergency vehicles are approaching you drive to the right and stop, you do NOT just stop your car in the middle of the road and put on your emergency lights and get all confused. You don't just park your car, block traffic and get scared, you dumbass!! Maybe they do that in Russia?

Wait a second, maybe it was my 3 yr old niece driving the car, she gets scared when she hears sirens.

Seriously where do these people come from? Take your head out of your asses!

Then minutes later I see a car in the middle of the road waiting to turn left, I see all these weird lights flashing on their card, and I am like what the fuck is that? The right turn signal is flashing faster than usual  and in weird sequence and there are green flashing lights, like those highway police cars have, and I am like is that even legal? Are people for real? Why don't you put on voice overs too?? "Turning LEFT, Turning LEFT, EVERYONE I AM TURNING LEFT!!!!"

Seriously, I am not on meds nor under the influence of anything, (maybe it's the multi-vitamins/green tea tablets I take) but I do know a lot of people out there that maybe on something. And if they're not, WOW. There's no excuse for their stupidity.

What is happening to this world?

Which is why I am renting. I like big spaces and refuse to live in tiny spaces I've done that up until 3 years ago and hated it. Along with maintenance fee's, rules, and the feeling of living in an apartment, I'll save up to buy a house. I heard on the radio today that there are 6x7 ft (size of a jail cell) apartments in New York City, people live in them because they want to live in the city. See video section for a video of her space. But it's NYC and you'll get the same in London, UK. I would think she doesn't have sex in her bed unless ur doing it sideways.

Lately, I've noticed in my apartment there is a moisture issue, too much of it, if there is a condition for it I can't think of it, mold?

When I went to the basement garage to get the car, I saw some white paint from the ceiling dripped onto the car?? It's no wonder this building has been bought and sold 3 times in the past 5 years. Too expensive to maintain?

The past couple of days I've been looking for a USED car to buy, so I searched online and went to a couple of those independent car dealers. For some reason I just don't trust these people. I love consumer reports magazine and they recommend buying a USED car. But anyway, I am looking for a 2007 Honda Accord, I've done research and the Accords received the best grades within the sedan category, I love SUV's but the one I want is costly. The Accord beat the Altima which my sister has and the Camry. I love the Nissan Juke. I'm attracted to things that stand out. Juke is a weird looking car. Last year I was crazy about the Nissan Cube and was very very close of buying one. But I read consumer reports and it didn't get good grades, so I moved on.  Consumer Reports knows best, that's what they do and if you're going to make an investment, make a smart one.

Anyway, back to the dealer thing. I saw an ad for a Honda Accord EX-L at a good price, I went to the dealer I asked him I wanted to look at that car which was parked on this tiny lot, other cars were blocking it, so they had to move all the other cars to move it. Sounds brilliant. So a salesperson got the keys, started the car and I noticed the engine sounded weird. I said "the engine doesn't sound good", he said "yea, it hasn't been started in a long time". I said "oh that's it". So he left the car running and he went back into the office.

I waited and he never returned, another guy comes out said I wanted to take it for a test drive. He said, I need to make an appointment because they only got one dealer plate and it's being used.

RED FLAG.

So we sit in his office and he asked me if I wanted to complete a credit application. I said, "Um no. Why would I do a credit application if I've not test drove the car or give an offer?". So he said he'll take my number and he'll call me back to test drive the car.

RED FLAG and NEXT.

So I got back home and did more research and noticed another Joe Blow dealership that sells mostly Honda's. SO I am thinking perfect, I've got choices. I walk in, and stood there for awhile before they acknowledged my presence. Off to a good start. These dumasses don't realize there's hundreds like them around, I can take my business elsewhere. Anyway, I asked him why is there a descrepency in the prices of the car? One car wth 34k is the same price as the one with 78k and the one with the 78k has leather seats. Leather seats is at most $2000 more. And a four year old car has only 34k????? Which is around 8,000 kms a year, because we're only 4 months into the year. Most drive 20k a year. Unless you work from home, have no kids, don't go on road trips and just go to the nearby grocery store, I can understand the low mileage.

So I asked him if these cars have been in accidents, he couldn't give me a straight answer other than a guarantee no frame damage and some other damage. You can present me with a Carfax report but not all accidents get reported. And in his showroom I noticed some guy repairing dents and windows of cars. So he got a call on his cell, he said he'll be back in 10 mins. I waited and he didn't return. Then some guy asked if I needed help in a not so friendly way and I told him I'm just waiting for the other guy and asked if he can help, he told me I have to wait for the other guy.

I just hate useless people.

I don't like dealing with liars, and as the saying goes, "If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is". best bet is to buy a certified used car from a "real" dealer and not a Joe Blow dealership.

So after waiting and waiting, I walked out.

I am sure they love those airheads who walk in and say "oh awesome deal, I'll buy it!!" Without researching, fact-finding. They basically judge the car on how it looks, think it sounds good and buy it.  Good luck to ya!

My sister is coming back from Washington, DC. Which is no surprise. It's a long story. All I am going to say, I am going to be STRESSED OUT!  I will be helping her out a lot which means people will think I am the father of her kids. You know, they see a woman and man with kids, he's the father.  She's my sister!!!

If I were walking with my father, people would think he's my sugardaddy. HE'S MY FATHER!!!! 

That's society for ya!

I purchased two money orders from the Post Office Outlet in a Shoppers Drug Mart store last week. One of them got "lost" somehow (according to the company I sent it to, those dumbtwats) so now I need to request a refund and after calling the customer service line of CanadaPost he told me to go to the postal outlet and ask for a duplicate form. The other money order I have and I don't need it anymore, so for that one I just need to cash it.

I went back to the postal outlet today for a refund, the employee didn't know what to do, he tapped his touch screen monitor and then said sorry I don't know what I am doing so he asked me to come back the next day. As for the duplicate form, he said he didn't know what I was talking about.

SO I went to another postal outlet (these outlets are contracted by CanadaPost, in case your outside of Canada and dont know this),  I asked a second employee at a different location for a refund, he ALSO told me to come back the next day BUT because he didn't have money in his till. I said, so when someone buys something what do you do? He said customers use debit. I said right, and why do I find this hard to believe? So then I asked for that "duplicate form", he also didn't know what I was talking about but then another employee said she'll try to find it in the filing cabinets, as if she were doing me a favor????? As she was doing that, the other employee was going on about how he never seen this "form" and that only a regular post office has it. I said to him perhaps you need to educate yourself on how to do your job, because you obviously don't know anything, and stop giving me excuses just because you don't want to do your job. Canada Post advised me all outlets should have them.

The other employee found the form passed it over the other employee and I said "See, there you go, all you need to do is move a finger, do your job, assist a customer..oh and LEARN SOMETHING!". I was pissed off because he was being a lazy fuck, I grabbed the form out of his hands and said "I'll take that form and here's what I'll do for you,  I'll make sure the Canada Post district manager is aware you need training and perhaps give you motivation to assist customers."

I don't care if I have an audience I'll speak up. A few people suddenly were in line behind me.

Listen, make my life difficult and I'll make yours, people want to be lazy and stupid especially when they're paid to do something and don't do it. The nasty in me comes out. I am not asking for much, not asking to run a marathon, just asking to do your fucking job!

It just pisses me off!!

Since it was later in the day, I'll be calling corporate on Monday. I am not letting this slip. And it's not only that, I have the luxury of driving around to get better service which is absurd, no customer should do that, but what if it was someone who had to rely on buses to get around and you have these dumbtwit employees that don't want to do their job and give customers the runaround???

Unless your paid to be a mannequin, don't just stand there and look pretty, do your job!

Well, he wasn't pretty.

After a few failed attempts to get myself professional therapy or as some would like to describe it "paying someone to listen", I have started to see a new therapist. And as per my request, a female.

Any new dating prospects would be turned off right now. BUT AT LEAST I Acknowledge I HAVE ISSUES!

I thought Spring arrived, but someone up above likes to throw a curve ball and a day of nasty weather, just when I thought winter was done with. Just the other day it was 10C.

So I drove downtown to my appointment, and made it right on time. It's in some 1960's building, kinda like a house, I love it! So retro! They havn't renovated, everything kept the same. When you arrive you have to go to one of the waiting rooms. And I've seen vintage porn before and I swear this waiting room was used for orgies back then. I can hear the tacky background porn music in my head.

So, my therapist walks in and we go to her little room and for the entire hour I sit there and talk about myself... blah, blah, blah and blah, blah, blah and more blah. It's the one time you can get away with it. Don't do it on your first time dates. TURN OFF!  You can't be a mystery when it comes to this.

SO, I thought I was putting her to sleep. I swear I thought I saw her dosing off. I could be wrong.

So, for the entire hour she didn't say much, I just had so much to say. Sadly, I am an excellent candidate for therapy because I am an open book, only in safe and secure settings. Confidentiality.

So here's the problem. Every time I go to one of these "talk about myself" sessions, I feel crazy, more crazy then I was. I go and pay someone to listen and give some feedback, it's like a brothel. And you do get feedback in a brothel. But I don't walk out feeling dirty. Just CRAZY!

Then I get into my car and drive further downtown to another appointment and I park in an office building. I If this were some show it would be a scene from 'Seinfeld'.

I parked my car in an underground parking lot and looked for an office building I need to go to, couldn't find the building number in the crappy weather, I almost got runned over by someone plowing the snow on the sidewalk.

When it was time for me to leave, I couldn't figure out how, where and what.

I am a very visual person, I remember things visually. And I recall walking upstairs from underground to the street after I parked my car. I parked on Level P1. So, I am anxiously trying to find where this stairwell was located, it was snowing like crazy and I was getting wet and annoyed. After walking around like a chicken with it's head cut off, I found the stairwell and I walk down the stairs and there's no handle to pull open, apparently it's an EXIT only door.  But the door was cracked open a bit and I used my fingers to pull it open. I walk in and there are like 10 other doors. And I am like "UR KIDDING ME, I AM GONNA FREAK!"

I opened another door inside and some plastic wrapper fell to the floor, someone put something in between the door so they can have access, and what do I do? I accidentally locked the door. So I turn around and noticed another door was opened to a room and I can hear someone in this odd room and I said "Hello, anyone here?" And some tall dark skinned guy walks to the door and I asked if he knew where's the parking lot, he said he didn't know and he walks with me in the hallway, he then said "Oh thanx, now you locked me in here".  I said "Opps".

I find my way outside and walk around the building and I see the ramp I drove down to the parking lot. So I said "Oh great, I found it!" I don't see any entrance for me to walk into, so I walk down the ramp and almost fell on my ass because it was slippery. And the garage doors were closed, they automatically open when you drive down.  So I walk back up the ramp, venting.

I noticed someone was smoking outside and I asked him how to get to the parking lot, he said to go through the doors and take the elevator down, I said to myself finally. I get into the parking lot, and was thinking okay this is P1, now where is my car??  I noticed a button for assistance, so I push it, suddenly lights started to flash, I then realized it said 'EMERGENCY ASSISTANCE'. Some guy comes on the speaker and I said "Hi, I can't locate my car". He said which level did you park it at? I said P1. He asked if I was sure it was not at 181 Adelaide St. I said "Oh, right, now I remember." He told me to go back in and through the doors etc"  I couldn't get back into the building.

So I had go through the stairwell again, made it upstairs to the office building, asked the security officer how the HELL DO I GET TO THE 181 ADELAIDE PARKING LOT, I"VE BEEN TRYING TO FIGURE THIS OUT FOR 30 MINUTES!.  So he said walk to the glass doors, turn left, then right and then left right.  I said WHY ME WHY ME????

So I tired to remember, left, right, right left, left right right left right... I didn't. I asked again.

And it was right in front of me.

I then saw the machine to pay for my parking, paid my ticket, GOT INTO MY CAR and FINALLY LEFT.

It doesn't end here. Ohhhhh no. Misery loves company.

I exit out of the garage, realized what street I was on, turned left because I had no other choice it was a one way street, then I turned right. I drive a bit and realized I was driving SOUTH and I need to be going north on Bay St.

TODAY I was just stupid. Just today.

The weather was driving me insane. I was driving myself insane.

Then I noticed my dad called me a few times today but I was too busy to pick up. I called him and he wanted my mom's number. She's in Israel visiting for a week. When I got home I gave him the number. He calls back and said it doesn't go through. I gave him the number again, I said 011 972 3....... he said ohhhh 3, I have 2. He calls again and verifies the number again. He said he still can't get through, so I tried calling it and had no problem. He said he'll try again. He calls again but didn't pick up, I was dressing up my dogs for their walk. It was already 5:30pm, 30 minutes later than usual for their walk.

I got home and did a 3 way call because my father couldn't make a phone call, my poor mother was already sleeping as it was 12:30AM Israel time. He wanted to make sure she was alright cause it was on the news that there was some bomb in Jerusalem, but she's in Tel-Aviv.

Dad couldn't make a phone call,  I COULDN'T FIND MY CAR!

It runs in the family, apparently.

Yea, right!

Yes, I do realize you're watching a movie in a public place and you're going to get all sorts of distractions and annoyances, but really isn't that what the lights out means when the movie starts? It means shut up, chew softly and watch the damn movie so other's can enjoy? If you want to do all this stuff, watch the movie at home. But it's all about consideration and most people lack it.

And that's why I watch movies at home on my flat screen or on my laptop.

Persistent popcorn munchers in theatres can be annoying, as is sitting next to Darth Vader. Even worse are those who devour three-course meals in the dark.

 

The Texting Twit: You may have just witnessed the most awesome sight ever on a movie screen, or suddenly realized you forgot to file your income tax, but save the texting for after the credits role. These bozos shine a beacon like an incoming jet in a dark theatre.

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The Mealtime Muncher: Popcorn crunchers and nacho nibblers are bad enough — the noise, the smell! — but those who bring three-course meals need to be punished. A special poke in the eye to the guy who enthusiastically slurped Thai noodles through the first reel. You know who you are.

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The Backseat Brat: What’s that rhythmic pounding in my kidneys? Why, it’s the little darling behind me who beats a tattoo on my seat back. Ba-boom, ba-boom. And just for variety, here comes The Thumper!

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The Relentless Yakker: Please shut up, I’m begging you. I am sorry you find the movie too loud, the plot confusing or the director a moron. And you there, Ms. Coolio who saw the movie at TIFF or last week at the multiplex, please stop pointing out the coming “good parts” to your seatmates.

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The Hat and the Haystack: Twin screen-blocking blockheads: wearers of baseball caps who refuse to doff them, and owners of Marge Simpson haystack hairdos, who often add hair picks for maximum annoyance.

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The Aisle Obstructer: Clumsy and thoughtless, this is the cinema clodhopper who, while entering or exiting a row, stomps over people already seated — and also stands atop them while taking shouted snack orders.

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The Seat Hogger: That ticket you bought is good for just one seat. You don’t get a second one for your coat, unless the theatre has abundant extras. And you can’t save an entire row as if defending the Alamo.

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The Screen Shouter: Despite the current 3-D fad, we’re still 51 years away from the era of The Jetsons. No, you can’t yet interact with the actors on the screen. So why are you shouting at them?

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The Credits Sprinter: Hey, we know you think credits are stupid and you have a babysitter with the meter running. But could you at least wait until the cast scrolls before diving over seated patrons?

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The Petting Zoo: When people shout at petting and cooing lovebirds to “Get a room!” they aren’t referring to the multiplex. If you must make out while at the movies, restrict it to a far back corner of the theatre.