Monday, February 7, 2011

CanuckBots!

I'm an engineer.

Yes, I know its obvious, given the title of this blog... but its still worth mentioning.

I'm an engineer.

I went to school to become an engineer.

I work as an engineer.

Ergo, I am technically apt.

or so you'd think!

Over the past few weeks, machines have decided to band together and mess with me!

In december, i turned on my heat, cuz i was freezing.. yeah, i know I'm canadian, and I know I live in So Cal.. but i was still cold!.. nay, freezing. Actually, I went to bed really cold ... so I decided to turn on the heat.. and then woke up freezing!

I looked at my thermostat, and realized, I had turned on my airconditioning..and the apartment was a balmy 61 degrees!!

Last month, I started seeing the world half clear and half blurry... For a few minutes, I was a philosopher... Then I realized I had worn both my contact lenses in my same eye!

Congratulations Canuck, you're well on your way to qualifying for a Darwin award!

Then the following week, I decided to move some money into my checking account to allow for vegas.. uhmm.. expenses. The next day, I get an overdraft notice. yep, I had somehow moved money OUT of my account!

Finally, last week, I actually did turn on my heater, and my smoke detector went nuts as my living room resembled a cigar lounge..

Whats going on here? when did the machines and I stop getting along together? I remember me and my first car, the trusty Oldsmobile, spending many years in perfect harmony? Why then, am I being victimized here?

And then I figured it out. All these are clearly attempts by Optimus Prime and his troupe to try and get my attention. I might just be the Canuck Witwicky.. and yeah, somewhere here, I hold the All Spark.. yep, the key to Earth's survival!

As I go on a spree to collect all the eyeglasses in my apartment, belonging to me, my friends or some ebay guy... I'd like to remind you ladies that when you look at the CanuckEngineer.

.... There's more than meets the eye!

Sweet Blog O Mine!

Watching the Superbowl, it seems to me, reminds of old Bloggin Memories!

and what better way to start up my New Year (yep, i know its February) resolution than to blog on the night after the Superbowl!

The game was pretty good... a lot more exciting than it seemed it would be early in the first half. But while the game kept its promise, I was definitely underwhelmed by the quality of commercials this year.

As has been the case every year, I watched the game surrounded by people who insisted they were huge football fans and kept urging the players to "shoot a goal already"... and marvelled that "the kick had no shot of making a touchdown". It obvious, this game is about the commercials...and the halftime show... and the pregame show.. really everything except what goes in the gridiron.

It started off kinda fun.. Some guy dressed in drag decided to sing the national anthem and then decided to just "mad-lib" the words. Oh wait, it was Christina Aguilera! and she held the last note, on "Brave" for over 9 seconds.. (and yes.. that's longer than you think!!!)

Volkswagen's Mini Darth Vader was undoubtedly the best commercial of them all. And they barely even focussed on the car.. Marketing at its finest.
Easy Loser: Groupon.. Really groupon? of all the games in all the sports in all the countries of the world, you had to walk into the middle of the superbowl.. with an ill advised take on Tibet! Y'know when people hold signs saying "Free Tibet", they're not giving away the country for no cost!

I loved that the car companies decided to make a strong comeback. It felt like every other ad was a car commercial. I particularly liked the Chrysler ad. Serious, well thought out and made the point... GoDaddy and Stella could take a cue from them. No Humor is a lot better than failed humor!

and If I were to take that advice... I wouldn't have a blog!!

Watching the half time show made me realize how hard the organizers tried to "be relevant" to today's youth. No Prince, no old fogeys this time around.... the only faux pas in my opinion was Fergie's massacre of Sweet Child O Mine. If Slash's face wasn't completed hidden by his hair and hat, you coulda seen a little tear roll out of his eyes...as he tried to forget his GNR memories!

But of course, I enjoyed the whole production... and to top it all, I actually won me some money, some drinks and possibly even a dinner... Yeah, I know I was supposed to give up gambling, after my last trip to Sin City... (oh yeah, tha'ts a whole new blog post comin soon)... but atleast on Superbowl 45, I was ...

-The Winning CanuckEngineer!