In light of the Olympics and for the benefit of some of my new Canadian friends, I’ve dug up this old post from back when I first moved to Canada in the late 90′s. Hopefully it’s relatively amusing…. I mentioned earlier that this installment would contain a discussion of curling. Well, it would except that [...]
Reason #2,347.
Jan 13, ’09
2:38 PM
“Why did you move back to Canada?” I get asked this alot. My buddy Ryan said the other day that we should go play hockey sometime at lunch at the park up the street. “There’s ice right up the street?” I said, incredulous. “Yeah.” He tells me. “At the park.” Today we went 2 blocks [...]
Happenings.
Jun 12, ’08
12:24 AM
The picture above says volumes about what it’s like at my house. Only when you have kids of a small age can you walk around a corner to find this and no one in sight. I think I’m just a tenant here, someone else must be in charge. Not so angry any more. Not really [...]
I hate meeces to pieces and the birth of a nation.
Jul 3, ’07
1:11 PM
So we’ve got unwanted houseguests now. We’ve got mieces. Mice. Yeah, eating up the snackables in the cupboards and the birdseed in the garage. So this weekend job one was to get to the store (Walmart, for cryin’ out loud, I feel shame) and load up on Tupperwares and plastic bins to keep all our [...]
Grimy.
Apr 11, ’07
6:42 PM
Spring has sprung here in Atlantic Canada and turned the gravel multi-use trails into long ribbons of fine and not so fine dust that when a bit damp clings to surfaces with the properties of concrete. It’s AWESOME for moving parts. It doesn’t taste to swell neither. Behold, I’ve posted some photos from the past [...]