Merry Christmas to Me
Add commentJune 6th, 2007
Sun Sun Sun
The weather has turned right around in Toronto, so yesterday I took the afternoon off with Sarah to wander around in the sunshine (working from home has its advantages). Everyone was out on patios, leaving home without coats, generally recharging their sunshine-depleted selves. I’m back inside working today, but I don’t mind because it’s supposed to stay like this for days.
Anyway, while we were out yesterday we wandered down Queen W, into a used clothing store whose name I don’t know but it’s right beside the Spin Gallery (W of Dovercourt on the N side) that is almost always a goldmine of reasonably priced vintage stuffs. I have been looking for a pair of cowboy boots lately, and I was pleased to find an almost-new pair of Chippewas in my size, just waiting there for me to take them home.
She gave them to me for $60, cheaper than normal because she hadn’t been able to sell these size 13 monsters to anyone else. Not the thriftiest vintage footwear purchase ever made, but considering that they are the same brand and build quality as my motorcycle boots that I paid $400 for a few years ago, I didn’t mind at all.
Then, on a random side-street that we turned down on the way back, we found this lamp in someone’s garbage!
I couldn’t believe our luck! It needs a new cord and maybe some internal rewiring help, but that is a small price to pay for a free vintage lamp that will start to save our livingroom from Ikea-dom.
2 commentsApril 20th, 2007
At long last
This is bordering on old news at this point, but I have been too busy to write lately, so that’s life. What can you do. Anyway, we are moved into Kensington! We are living in our new house! We don’t have to move out in a year so that the house can be sold! Our house is beautiful! We have floors and walls and electricity and high-speed internet! And shower!
But holy crap, living without a kitchen is hell. I have been starting to worry about going broke (not to mention getting scurvy) as a result of eating out every night. Still, warm weather has brought with it BBQ season, so last night we had potatoes, asparagus and salmon, all prepared on our mini-grill. Minimizing dishes is key at this point, since we still only have a bathroom sink to clean our dishes in.
But don’t think that I am complaining - I love our new neighbourhood, and the promise of what our house will soon be is keeping us coasting through the rough bits of living in a construction site.
I fear that we are becoming bores at cocktail parties with all this house talk, so I will not dwell on the details of our renovation any longer today (you can see the latest pictures here, and I’m sure that I will be telling you about it on an ongoing basis anyway). Instead, I bring you a few items of interest from around the interweb.
First up, it appears that Club Med might be better for your health than you’d previously thought. Not that you really need another reason to book that Caribbean vacation, but maybe now you can write your plane fare off as a medical expense.
Also, I want one of these, but maybe for mine I’ll stick a Mac Mini into a raccoon. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but I have a special bond with raccoons.
Lastly, this is a bit late coming (by several weeks, I know) but I would still like to note that I am a genius, even if only by the slimmest of margins. And yes Fatty, I know that you scored higher than I did, but you choose to continue living in Vancouver so you get automatically deducted 15 points.
1 commentApril 20th, 2007
Such a Fancy Socialite are We
Looks like the deets of our celebrity spotting in January finally made it to the gossip pages of Toronto Life.
Howie Mandel: Dream-boat Extraordinaire.
2 commentsMarch 19th, 2007
Good Things
The Prestige: Watched this last night while Sarah slept off the flu that I passed on to her. I really enjoyed this movie in about the same way that I enjoyed Primer - one of my favourite movies of all time - except that I can actually explain the twist in this movie in plain language.
Doom 3: Playing through this game, an hour at a time, I am being pretty much constantly kept in a state of pants-wetting shock-fright. Yet another good example of the fact that knowing that a boogeyman is about to jump out from around the next corner somehow manages to make it all the more frightening.
Dry Streets: Despite the fact that local meteorologists predicted otherwise, this week has been mild and mostly-dry to the point where I’m ready to break out Sarah’s new Vespa.
Eating Solid Food: It’s amazing how three or four meals worth of queasiness resulting from what I thought was food poisoning (but later turned out to be a flu of some sort) can make you appreciate simple, everyday solid food.
Lucinda Williams: Her new album is hands-down fantastic, and we’ve got tickets to go see her at Massey Hall next month.
Skipping Work on Friday Morning to Attend a 12-year-old’s Birthday: Especially when said birthday involves chocolate-chip pancakes and teaching a new generation how to do Barracudas.
1 commentMarch 16th, 2007
DoTheBarracuda Video up on YouTube
Fatty has put together the first DoTheBarracuda video up onto YouTube.
Wordpress is mildly retarded so I can’t just embed the video, you’ll need to find it all old-school like by following this link.
I’m assuming that we’ve got releases signed for all of our Barracudas. Realistically, who wouldn’t want to be broadcast to the world looking their absolute worst ever?
Add commentMarch 15th, 2007
Apparently, with bed-head, I look like Peter Sellers.
Gustav Heinemann? I wish. That dude was sex incarnate.
1 commentMarch 15th, 2007