Ryan Moosler?

I got the CD! Trekked out to the mall today to find that hmv had only one copy of the Parachute cd left.  Finally.  Yeah it was a really exciting trip to the mall.  I bought a cd, a movie (27 Dresses and The Devil Wears Prada.  Both for 10 bucks.  Score) and two ice capps (one for my sister who was home sick for the day... they weren't BOTH for me).  Yay! I'm loving the new album though, i listened to it on the car trip home.  It made waiting for a train not that bad.  I rolled down the windows, and enjoyed the sunshine for a few minutes with some good tunes and a half melted frozen coffee beverage. Mmmmmm.

 
Awesome.

Don't you hate when you miss 11:11 by a minute? You look and the clock says 11:09.  Okay, cool.  We might catch it.  And then you look again and it says 11:12.  I'm not super superstitious (well that's fun to say) but it's fun to randomly wish because it's a certain time of day.  But if you work on the 24hr clock (not really sure who does unless it's in the military) then 11:11pm actually becomes 23:11.  Not so lucky it seems.  So if you enjoy eating dinner at 1800 and don't bother with the am and pm notation, try wishing at 22:22.  (Or 10:22 pm).  Hell, I think it might work.

My dog is dreaming.  To the point where he's whining and growling in his sleep.  And yipping.  Oh this is too funny.  You catch them rabbits.  Get em.

Soooo, the Vancouver/San Jose game was a gong show.  Oh wow.
Vancouver won.  7 - 3.  Come the third period they were just racking up the score.  Poor Antti Niemi.  He's a good goalie, helped the hawks to their Stanley Cup last year.  But the Sharks just started to lose it by the end of the game. Ben Eager especially.  He took 4 penalties, including 1 major... I think.  Don't hold me to that.  Yelling, trying to start fights.  Also a former hawk.  But he sort of single handedly started the Sharks downhill in that game.  It was hard to watch near the end.

And I am not a Ryan Kesler fan.  He doesn't suck.  No... he's actually really good.  But still, I am a bitter Chicago fan, and cannot root for them nucks in any way.
My sister made an interesting point... Ryan Kesler... looks a bit like a moose.  You know how some people look like their dogs, and other people have a haircut that makes them resemble Mufassa?  Yeah well, something about Kesler makes him rather... moose-ish.

Maybe you don't see it.  But my sister and I agreed, and so did some other people. It's the nose.  Gotta be the schnozz.  And the playoff beard.

Sorry Kesler, but it could be worse.  At least 'moose' popped into my sisters head, and not 'naked mole rat' or something.


Now the dog woke up.  In a hurry.  The rabbits must've turned on him or something.  Bad dream.  So now he's all curled up beside me on the couch.  Just don't tell my mom, he's not supposed to be on the furniture...

Have you seen Orlando Blooms new commercial? Swoon.  He's married to Miranda Kerr who happens to be a Victoria's Secret Angel.  Their children will be beautiful.  But back to this Hugo Boss commercial. Mmm.

 Falling asleep to Parachute tonight.  May is the month of new albums! Lady Gaga next week! And Death Cab on the 31st!
This is parachutefan, signing off.

Wait no, I'm back again.  I posted, and then hit the 'next blog' button, just to see what a few other people were blogging about.  One person blog was about how important God was in their life and how they are volunteering everywhere.  Another person was talking about helping out an animal shelter and homeless dogs.

What do I blog about? How the nose of Vancouver player Ryan Kesler resembles that of a moose.  Wow.  It's good to know I'm contributing to society!  Sheesh

Hey, if you get the chance, check out Cinema Club, a highly entertaining blog dedicated to reviewing a variety of movies.  Might I mention that there's a Sexy Saturday feature?  Yes.  Don't miss it! Check out my bestie's blog at Cinema Club.

Okay, NOW I'm going to bed!

The Way It Was

So, I'm sure my one reader is actually wondering why I go by ParachuteFan.  It has nothing to do with actual parachutes.  I mean, sure, I am a fan of parachutes.  They're great if you happen to find yourself outside an aircraft at cruising altitude.  But i prefer to stay inside during my flight.  Seatbealt fastened, tray table and seat back in the upright position.
Okay maybe not THAT picky during flying, but I always feel bad reclining my seat! What if I'm cramping in on the space of the person behind me? Eesh maybe its just me...

Anyways, I must confess I've never participated in a parachuting activity.  Parachute is actually the name of a band I absolutely love.  I have a very varied taste in music, and I found out about these guys when they opened for Kelly Clarkson (stop laughing, all of you) back in November 2009.  Such a good band (might I mention that they all happen to be quite good looking as well? Mmmm hmmmm).  So, I am embarrassed to admit, I developed a squealy, giggly fangirl crush on the band and their music.

Yup, there they all are.  Johnny, Alex, Will, Kit and Nate. Woot. Good guys, great music! So when I had to come up for a username for some raaandom website (probably StumbleUpon, I waste alot of time there) it popped into my head.  It has a nice ring. It's short.  It's simple. So I ran with it.

Anyway, their newest album, The Way It Was, was released today! Congrats, guys!

I worked a 8 hour shift today, and afterwards rushed to my local Walmart to see if I could snag a copy of the cd.  I know that cds really aren't big anymore, but for certain bands it's great to have a copy.  Same goes for my Death Cab For Cutie and Coldplay albums (if you can check out either of these bands live, I HIGHLY recommend it.  They both put on amazing shows, absolutely fantastic to see in concert).

Walmart didn't have any copies.  Neither did Future Shop.  Looks like we're making an HMV trek tomorrow afternoon.  And I was so stoked. *grumpy four-year-old pout* Oh well, tomorrow my car may be graced once again by the beautiful symphony that is Parachute.

Okay that was cheesy. Not gonna lie.

So they are my namesake, and they sing songs about love and relationships that make you go 'awww' and wish you were dating the drummer.  Well, that's what happens to me anyways :)

Tampa Bay and Boston played today! Eastern Conference final going on right now in playoffs.  Wish I caught the full game.  Boston won, 6 - 5.  I'm rooting for them :P

Vancouver game tomorrow. Go San Jose Sharks! At this point in playoffs, I'm cheering for anybody BUT Vancouver.  I lived in BC for the entire first round when my team was beat in OT of game 7.  Canucks fans are VERY vocal when you wear a Chicago jersey in public.  I've never been chirped so bad in my life!  Did anyone see Jonathan Toews goal to tie it up though? 1:26 left in the 3rd period. Shorthanded.

It is why I love him.  <3

 

 This is parachutefan (and i guess chicagoblawkhawksfan) signing off.

See The Dog, Not The Dentist

Wow.




Finally blogging! Hello electronic, keyboard-controlled world.  I'm parachutefan.  This is my first ever blog.  And I'm pretty stoked.  I don't really have particular theme going here, besides I love to write, and I wanted to write earlier this year, but I was away for university and swamped.  Literally.  Well no, not literally. There was no aquatic marshland inside my dorm room (thank the heavens, thats the last thing that building needed), but the workload I experienced while away for my first year was incredible.  And didn't give me much spare time for sitting down and spilling out my year, which was very eventful.

Heck, maybe my summer will be just as eventful, and this time I'll be able to jot it all down

So who am I? I'm a first year... well sort of second year canadian university student.  I'm in between years.  Tada. I absolutely love hockey, and my team just happens to be the Chicago Blackhawks.  That all started about 3 years ago.  More about that later.

Oh I can't stand the Vancouver Canucks.  Don't bring up the entire 'Canada's Team' thing ever.  Geez.  Less than half that team is Canadian.

Actually playoffs (especially first round) became very personal for me this year.  More on that later

I work at a local sports store as a cashier, which means I don't really know much about the products we sell.  I'm actually completely useless as soon as a customer has an intelligent question about a piece of sports equipment.  I usually just go tug on the sleeve of one of the guys I work with who can actually explain how to fit someone for shoulder pads.  I answer the phone, smile at people, scan their purchases, sort receipts, refold clothes, and walk around the store.  We're not that busy right now in the month of may.

I'm a complete geek.  No, I actually am.  I love it, I've just learned that telling about my neurotransmitters at parties seriously embarrasses my friends.  I spent last Saturday sitting at home watching Pirates of the Carribean with my dog and sister.  But that was more because I decided to go out partying downtown on Friday night with a sinus infection.  Sinus infection + a night filled with Jagerbombs and tequila shots = a very unpleasant Saturday.  Whoops.  Learned that lesson.

I can recite most of the Lord of the Rings movies, explain the plot line of the Legend of Zelda games, explain the Doppler effect, how an inductors magnetic field works, and why plants grow towards the light.  But I can't honestly tell you why I'm stuck thinking about one boy in a 'nucks hat that I went out with once.  That was over a month ago.  And he lives 8 hours away.  And yes, this relates to the playoffs thing.

I'm also up too late right now, yay work in the morning!

Today was my day off and I spent a portion of it driving around the train station trying to park my car.  Parking is one of those activities that gets my heart rate up.  I can drive fine, I love driving.  I hate parking and I walk everywhere.  My current duct taped headlight from last summer is a fine example of why.  Like I said earlier... more on that later :) I'll post more stories.  Tonight is not the night from that *attempts to gaze intelligently over non-existent half moon spectacles*

So, my dad texted me asking if I wanted to go chill with my other dog while home for the day, just as an idea.  I responded with I can't, I'm on the train heading downtown to go to the dentist.

While at the dentist, I got told I get my wisdom teeth pulled in a month.  3rd dental surgery, here I come.

Should've gone to see the dog...