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Monthly Archives: March 2010
…And also because it’s been a long day and I’m too tired to write, that’s why.
It’s my thirty-somethingeth birthday next Thursday, and I’m so very excited about it. Once I hit twenty-five or so years old, birthdays became less about going “whoo!” and more about just getting older. I know that’s kind of a pessimistic … Continue reading
The word you’re looking for is… “duh”.
Ricky Martin came out yesterday. I know! I was shocked as you are. That is, if you were not shocked at all. I mean, come on- apart from Michael Phelps or a 50 year-old divorced guy in Rio, what straight … Continue reading
Pat Morita & Lady Gaga & A Big Thing Of Weed
I’ve mentioned before about the pot culture here in Lotus Land, and how Jeff and I only participate by our proximity to other people. We don’t really judge people who toke, it’s just that I’m wildly allergic to marijuana, and … Continue reading
The changeover.
So, this is Vancouver. If you’ve lived here, lived near here – or just lived, you know Vancouver is a magnet for weirdos, fruitcakes, crazies or the otherwise generally ‘nanners. This should come as no surprise. After a long day … Continue reading
Everybody loves a good top ten, almost:
I’m kind of beat from a long day working at the ever-unnamed corporate behemoth, so I’m gonna take a pass on writing a regular post. Instead, since I recently wussed-out and opened another Facebook account after almost a year FB-free, … Continue reading
Vancouver, on the road to recovery.
So, the Olympics are finished and the Paralympics are winding down. Speaking on behalf of the population of Vancouver, let me just say, thanks for the money, and don’t let the airport hit you on the ass on your way … Continue reading
Spring is in the air – as well as the smell of dirty dog.
Because of Rumble’s new exercise routine, we had to haul him out to the dog park on Nelson this morning. First thing this morning. Really early. Really. Well, it was like 9 am. Sue me, it’s the weekend. Rum always … Continue reading
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Tagged chris, christopher, dog, jeff, nelson, park, rose, Rumble, schnauzer, turner, Vancouver 3 Comments
Everybody loves a chubby puppy – except Air Canada.
Wow, sorry for the dry spell there – our hosting servers had a collective brainfart and screwed up our websites’ addresses, and nobody could find our stuff. The problems seem to have been fixed (thank you again, Mario @ Casting … Continue reading
Whoo! Positivity and beer = the road to recovery.
So it’s become apparent to me that I need to suck it up and quit kvetching about being sick. I’m actually feeling a lot better – my head’s still stuffy as hell but my throat is back to normal and … Continue reading
Sick as a dog…
I started coming down with something on Thursday night and now I’m not so much worried that I’m going to die as I’m worried that I’m not. Anyways, I was staggering around on Friday afternoon, waiting to pick up Jeff … Continue reading
Don’t I look like someone who says no?
This was a weird one, even for Vancouver. I was on my way to work this morning on the Skytrain, and some sketchy guy got on the train at Main Street. For those who don’t live here in Raintown, Main … Continue reading
Our weekend in motoring and panic.
This weekend our child dog Rumble was high maintenance – literally. We took him out to North Vancouver to get his hair cut at Fetch, and Jeff got some practice for when he gets his re-licensing road test. Then today … Continue reading
A must for every fanboy’s wardrobe…
… stored carefully where they live: in their parents’ basement. This is from Golden Age, a comic book store down on Granville Street that deals in every damn comic book related thing ever made, I think. Crazy stuff. Two words: … Continue reading