A blog full of memories
I was talking to the couple who are staying at Fitch Mountain Lookout the other day. We had a really good visit (or so I thought). They talked. I talked. I asked them questions. I talked some more (poor them…I didn’t explain that I’m Princess Donkey). I told them about my blog and how much …
I called my good friend from–well–forever on Sunday. Deborah now lives in Yellowknife, North West Territories, Canada. I hadn’t talked to her in years. Too long. Far too long. But we started talking and talking and talking…like we’d never been out of touch. It feels good to have a friend like that…someone who knows you …
I finally woke up this morning after a terrible night of no sleep. My mind was turning with ideas to improve my situation. What good does it do you from 2 am to 4 am though? I just toss and turn and curse how I am going to feel in the morning. It is now …
I convinced Humberto to drive with me to LA last weekend. My sibling, Redd, was flying in from Fiji with his friend for a brief stop in the US before they continued to Santiago, Chile. They are going to spend a month or so backpacking in South America before they return to Canada for Christmas. …
“When I use a word, it means exactly what I want it to mean. Nothing more. Nothing less.” Humpty Dumpty says this to Alice in Lewis Carroll’s Through the Looking Glass. I love languages. I love finding true words: one word, one meaning, and nothing else. Somebody called me a logomachist once. I had to …
I wore my Tabarnac t-shirt today. It’s like I’m going around swearing at the world. That’s exactly how I feel. Today. One day at work, a colleague and I were talking and he said that he didn’t see much difference between English Canadians and Americans. We were the same culturally (pop culturally–I’m guessing). I know …
The other day, I was eating dinner with my friends Katie and Sean. They were making wine in their garage and I wanted to take pictures. Originally, I thought this blog entry would be about how Californian’s make home-made wine, but then, when we sat down to dinner, Sean said: I’m so hungry, I could …
A Trueman moment is a phrase derived from the movie, The Trueman Show with Jim Carey. The directors would explain any random thing that happened so Trueman wouldn’t catch on to the fact he was living entertainment. A Trueman moment is a moment that you experience but there is no rhyme to reason for it. …
I’m inventing new expressions to add some technicolour to my everyday life. I think I will take submissions for this blog entry. That would be funny. Here are a few that immediately come to mind. Korky flapper (noun): A korky flapper is actually the wee flappy bit inside the toilet tank that is connected to …
Here are some new words and phrases that have recently come into my vocabulary. I went snowboarding one weekend in February with my friends and neighbours: Carol and Jimmy. These new words are from Bob, Carol’s father. lubo (noun): Pronounced lube-oh. To be a stupid, silly fool. For example, you might be driving along the …
Today, I will tell the story of monkey butter. I have had a situation in my life that was recently compared to an Iranian saying. The saying literally translates to: It’s like a monkey shoving butter up his butt! So, now you might ask: Pardon me? A monkey? Butter? Well, imagine a monkey and a …
