Disaster!
31 Jul 2008 11 Comments
in Culture, Humour, Sports, Vancouver, fitness, humor, music, sad
Perhaps I may be ever so slightly melodramatic, but I blame California (doesn’t everyone blame California, no matter what we’re talking about? It’s your choice of California, Tories, or Global Warming where I come from). After all, they started it. How is anyone else supposed to make the news when they’re all, like, “Earthquake! Earthquake!”
I mean, I was all, “Yeah, it’s California. It’s not a headline: it’s a given.”
But whatever.
So tonight I went out for a nice skate with a nice bunch of people and it was…nice, despite the fact that I was, once again, the slowest in the group and didn’t even have the excuse of a hangover to blame, although it must be said and indeed will be said, and by none other than me, that my bearings have long since turned to rubble and need replacing. Should a couple more someones sign up for my blogging classes I might be able to buy some new ones next month in the Comor sale, but that is as may be, or may not be.
But whatever.
So, I get the skate in and have a good time and on my way home as I’m calmly skating along, both minding my own business and sticking to the so-called cycle-pedestrian “path” under Canada Place, a “path” distinguished primarily by two painted lines and a texture something like the surface of Mars, when what happens?
I thought you’d never ask.
Blogger Blogging Block
29 Jul 2008 10 Comments
in Blogging, Culture, Fearless City, Generation X, Lush Life, Vancouver, cocktails, diary, music, raincoaster, shopping
Did I mention I’m rather overloaded at the moment? I believe I may have made a passing reference to that situation in the recent past. And overload is antithetical to blogging. Antithetical? That so totally can’t be right.
Stupid spelchekar!
Well, add to that the fact that my bank card apparently won’t work, even though for once there is money in the account and which usually means VISA is mad at me for some reason although I DID make the payment this month but, let’s face it, Mister Visa is an evil, evil man.
And people are now stopping me in the street asking me how to post on their blogs when FearlessCity is down, which it has been for something well over one and possibly approaching two weeks, so I take a few hours out of my day, meet them at Job Shop, and set them up on WordPress.com of course instead. We’ll copy/paste later, although by that time they might be spoiled for Drupal blogging, who knows?
And, oh yes, having spent some of today trying on clothes I realize that making time to exercise is No. Longer. Optional. Frankly, I’m lucky my ass fits in a jeep, never mind jeans.
Also, I’ve consumed basically nothing but bacon-maple donuts, fries, dim sum, cake, and alcohol since Friday afternoon, for which I have to take my friends’s word, as I do not actually recall. Not that this is unusual for me…
So, blog posts are coming. In the meantime, have a nice summer song:
B-52′s Roam
I hear a wind
whistling air
whispering
in my ear
Boy mercury shootin through every degree
oh girl dancin down those DIRTY and DUSTY trails
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
around the world the trip begins with a kiss
roam if you want to
roam around the world
roam if you want to
without anything but the love we feel
skip the air-strip to the sunset yeah
ride the arrow to the target
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
around the world the trip begins with a kiss
roam if you want to
roam around the world
roam if you want to
without anything but the love we feel
fly the great big sky see the great big sea
kick through continents bustin bounaries
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
around the world the trip begins with a kiss
roam if you want to
roam around the world
roam if you want to
without wings, without wheels
roam if you want to
roam around the world
roam if you want to
without anything but the love we feel
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
quiz: what is your punk band name
26 Jul 2008 25 Comments
in Culture, Generation X, Quizzes and tests, anarchy, meme, music
The Sister always liked Chocolate Bunnies from Hell, not for the music but for the name. But this one is almost psychic. The only way it could be closer is “The Borderline Homicidal Spaceship” and all we’d play would be punk versions of Ennio Morriccone tunes.
Your Punk Band Name Is… |
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quiz: the sunglass personality test
26 Jul 2008 13 Comments
in Allegory, Quizzes and tests, fashion, meme, sad
Well, at least my sunglasses have personality. In fact, they have more than many of the people I’ve dealt with this week. This one is dead-on. It’s scary.
What Your Sunglasses Say About You |
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You are larger than life and very sexy. You need to be shaded from people who are dull and ordinary. You feel sunniest when you’re around fabulous, exciting people |






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