Category: Uncategorized

I remember talking to John about his vision of an alternate history in which the WWI Germans perfected airships, took Africa, and used it as a base of operations to take over the world.  This article doesn’t cover territory like that, but it sure is interesting.

Such gorgeous harmonies.

Photosynthesis in a vertebrate.  Not on.  In.

I send you all a big hug and hope the new normal isn’t too lonely.

Jeff and Paul and the kids and I had schnitzel dinner and True Blood last night.  Happy sigh.  I love hanging out with Katie.  Keith is turning into a grumpy old man prematurely, but Katie is still all kinds of bushytailed bounce.

I never know how much to say about it.  I took transit downtown, and couldn’t find the marshalling area for the BCCLA because, ha ha, I was given the wrong information twice by a volunteer.  I went and stood by the starting line, with all the dykes on bykes, and watched a partially racially motivated fist fight almost start.  Yup, at Pride.  Stupidest thing I ever saw.

The parade was an hour late getting going, which was cruel – my feet hurt even before it began.  Then my group went by and I squeezed through the onlookers like a little pumpkin seed and danced and boogied and fist pumped and queen waved my way down the street.  Recognized two sets of people, BOTH coworkers (current and former).  It’s amazing how you feel after half a million people smile at you.

Came home and Keith is sitting downstairs with this girl he met through work, who’s an artist and quite pretty.  We watched Ponyo and then I went upstairs and crashed.

Monday I didn’t do anything except loaf and laze.  Oh, and I did July expenses – I was embarrassed that it took me to the middle of July to do May and June expenses so I actually did it in a timely way this month.

Very cool corpse detection.

And it makes interesting reading.

Editorial on the Harper Gov and the long form census.

Ceegars are back.

Yet more evidence of the appalling lack of compatibility between men and women.

Turkey doesn’t help you sleep.  Fat keeps you awake.

I suppose if I told anybody I wish I had darker skin, they wouldn’t believe me.

I can’t improve on the headline, or the sentiment.  Squirrel, it’s what’s for dinner.

Paul Giamatti as Mr K?

I think Sherrod is doing the right thing.

The voices behind the games.

The Mind Meld.

When one of my children says, “I was tripping ballz the other day,” – I am sorry, I CANNOT keep a straight face. I crack up.   The internet meme “tripping ballz” is not that old, but I have to say it’s one of my current faves.  (dates to about 2003 but came to favour recently).

Speaking of the mildly hallucinatory, Guillermo del Toro and James Cameron are going to make At the Mountains of Madness in Three Effing Dee.  So there.

I’m used to seeing Paul in a ball cap – but this…. this is weird.

Why is it that people who start a conversation “I’ll spare you the lecture….”  never do?

My phone is now sitting at the customer service desk in the Kerrisdale London Thugs.  Sigh.  My stoopid was overactive so far this week.

Battery loved his “Battery’s Man Cave” sign whot I got him for a housewarming prezzie.

Kevin and Rebecca are coming for Jeff’s b-day! This is why it’s good that mOm and pOp aren’t coming, because we’d have no place to put them.

SO STOKED for party.

I am feeling very much refreshed and relaxed, and have returned to my normal state of being very happy to be employed.  Yesterday was a laundry kind of day.

Still loving the awning.  What we should really be doing is taking it down, but we’re liking having it up so much we’re just leaving it there.

DNA.  It has teh weird.

Jeff and I are both off today, which is useful, as we have a long list of stuff we have to do before the party on the 31st.  I am SOOO looking forward to it…..  Enough of the fun people have rsvp’d that I am quite sure it will be awesome.

Yesterday was the Town Hall.  The brass fired stress balls into the audience while peppering us with questions about the corporate structure.  Yes, I wish I was making this up.  I heckled them non stop – they were not fazed at all.  Two fucking amazing announcements happened.  One, they communicated that we are moving, when, why, you know like EXPLAINING stuff to us and the second was that now and forever they are going to stop charging for parking.  I screamed, “BEST…. TOWN HALL…. EVAR!!!!!!!” while everybody else applauded in joy at the news.  Yeah, I guess these guys figured out that the single biggest irritant for all the workers was the having to pay for parking and they decided to s-can it.  They were very coy about the location of the new building so I batted my eyes at the IT guys and got to see pictures and layouts of the new place.  Obviously I’m not going to post where on my blog, I’m a dumbass, but only in so far as keeping my room clean and men are concerned, not spilling corporate beanage.  I got off two very good heckles, one of which had people inadvertently smiling at me for the rest of the day, and bounced back to my desk in a super cheery frame of mind.  I got all my work done and went to a massage, and now my glutes feel like I’ve been repeatedly hit with a rubber mallet, but ah, it was nice.  Then I made butter chicken and Jeff and I watched New In Town, another cute little Canadian movie, and I much enjoyed it.

Now I’m thinking of taking Jeff out for brekky and we can plot out our day…