So very, very hungry. If you’ve read previous posts you know how I go on ad nauseum about the evils of P-90X and how I’m always getting up early and jumping around like an idiot in a vain attempt to be physically fit. I apologize, but that ain’t changing anytime soon. The jumping around part, [...]
I got this from last week’s issue of The Stranger: I failed the geek test: Isn’t She-Hulk Hulk’s Cousin?
First of all, what kind of spell-check lets through the word “Peterbprough”? Anyways. The story: Around June 23rd or so we arrived in Peterborough and had a great first day visiting with my mom and step-dad Dave. We sat on the patio, chatted for a long time, and I drank more beer in one day [...]
Because we’re WASPS and it’s in our DNA, I wrote thank you cards to both Jeff’s parents and mine thanking them for hosting us on our trip to Ontario. Let me be clear- we had an amazing time in Goderich, Ottawa and Peterbprough. However, it says something about our vacation to Ontario when my Mom [...]
I stopped playing video games on a serious basis (ie: hours at a time) a year or two ago when I did the math and figured I’d spent a solid month playing GTA: San Andreas. That being said though, since I got my iPhone I’ve been slipping a little. I’m embarrassed to say though, I’m [...]
We’re just wrecked. Back on Saturday night, hustled over to North Vancouver and scooped up the dog (who is still pissed at us for dumping him in doggie prison, it seems) and still haven’t really gotten our feet under us again. No real stories to tell regarding our odyssey to Ontario and Quebec- too much [...]
Jeff & I are headed out to Ontario shortly, to see family and possibly be carried off my mosquitos. I’ll try to post from the road, but given how JEFF FAILED HIS ROAD TEST, I’ll be doing all of the driving, and so it’ll be hit and miss at best. In the meantime, enjoy some [...]
Continue reading about Vacation time = A lot less writing, a lot more lolz.
I saw the date on part I here – sorry it’s taken so long to get to part II. Hopefully it’s part II like “Godfather part II” and not “Charlie’s Angels part II”. Shut up, I liked the original. Movies that rip off old tv shows rarely go well, and I still feel bad for [...]
Continue reading about From Russia with absolutely no love at all.
Funny story for you: Back in the old days of 2002-2003, I went to the ass-end of the planet to teach English as a second language. I don’t think I’m exaggerating too much here, either – I went to Achinsk, Siberia in the Russian Federation to teach ESL at the Yukos Petrochemical refinery, and also [...]
Continue reading about In (Post) Soviet Russia… well, they just shoot you in the head.
Another random story from my past. 1995: After my first failed attempt at university, I shamelessly begged money from my mom and travelled out to Vancouver. I wanted to create a life as far from Ottawa and my family as possible and establish my independence (with mommy’s money) … and for a while made it [...]
Continue reading about Not the tip I could have used at the time.
This photo was part of the PostSecret edition for this week: When I checked out the site for this week and came across this gem, like anything else disturbing I find on the internet, I immediately went to find Jeff and to show it to him. “Jeff, check this out.” Jeff looked at the photo [...]
Continue reading about The kids call it “praying” these days. …And now I’m going to hell.
Something I don’t tell people too often, due to my deep shame and embarrassment, is that my family is Amish. Well, they might as well be. My mom and sister are both booksmart, are also just generally intelligent and on top of that have copious amounts of common sense – they really got the trifecta [...]
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It’s my birthday today. …Yaaaaay. I’ve posted before that my family doesn’t have the deepest of gene pools to swim around in. Apart from my maternal grandfather Jim and my great-aunt and great-uncle Ness & Dud, my clan’s average life-span isn’t near as long as I would like. To clarify though, my preference for a [...]
Continue reading about The Grim Reaper sounds more like Kelsey Grammer than Norm Macdonald…
