- Pacific Cinematheque
- The view from Burnaby Mountain Conservation Area at sunset. The view from practically anywhere.
- O My God the food. Amazing restaurants, not too expensive.
- Really helpful passersby for every vehicular crisis I’ve ever had
- I have always received excellent care in any GVRD hospital emergency department
- Watching men in turbans eat with chopsticks. wOOt.
- Sitting in the front seat of the new Skytrains.
- Watching the mighty Fraser.
- The Commodore!!!
- Pride Day!!!
Day: April 17, 2008
Ten things I hate about Vancouver
- Driving in Richmond, except close to the airport
- The combination of rain, wind, darkness and pedestrian invisibility which constitutes winter around here
- Crow conventions outside my window just before dawn on the one day I can sleep late.
- Drivers who seem to have mistaken their sex lives for their driving – you know, fast, loud, unsafe, clueless and like they’re the only one there.
- The escalators at Granville station. Vertigo, vertigo.
- ESL students. I don’t mind that they can’t speak English, but they walk really slowly and throw garbage around like they’re getting paid to.
- Ferry lineups.
- Guns n tasers on the fracking Skytrain.
- Transit sucks for the airport. We are so mickey mouse it’s unbelievable.
- Homelessness.
How to Toilet Paper a House (owner review)
You know, when you run across a guy who appreciates what it’s like to be a teenager, you have to smile.
Fur
Yes, there’s a lot of it. Eddie is shedding, and I occasionally try to help the process along my taking a big brush and loosening it up….
Eddie is a very bizarre critter. He LIKES having his fur vigorously rubbed the wrong way, including on his stomach. For virtually every other cat I’ve ever met, such activities would result in a quick trip to the bathroom while dripping blood and cursing, but Eddie explodes into a 30 decibel purr and swims sideways across the carpet.
Gizmo came into my room last night. I hoped he’d jump up on the bed, but instead he crawled under my desk and batted some loose cabling around until I sternly said, “Gizmo… beat it.”