wow, i can't believe how quickly this month has gone bye...unreal. only two and a half days of teaching left, which is crazy. had a whirlwind weekend, starting off with my buddy's stag party on friday night. jagerbomb after jagerbomb later, i managed to pass out at home. the funny part was the next day when i went to pick up my car, and it wasn't there. turns out, we had driven it (the dd) downtown, and I had no idea or recollection. so, it was safely in downtown calgary.
saturday, we decided to go watch and drink at a small town slow pitch tournament near hanna. it was fun, but it's amazing how all these people at the tournament, adopt the redneck persona as soon as they leave the city. some of them are even from vancouver or calgary, or wherever...but, as soon as you're in one of those situations, you either revert to your former self, or morph into a different person. otherwise, you're 'you're a citified faggot'. too funny.
so, yeah, i'm here on beautiful sunday day, waiting to talk to my girlfriend, whom i havn't talked to in a while, feeling unrelaxed and basically gross.
got a sweet flat screen monitor from telus for joining up. 19 inches..not bad.
incidentally, i'm going to be purchasing a car soon....something sporty...these are basically what i've norrowed it down to....
1. dodge caliber
2. mazda tribute
3. hyundai tucson
if anyone knows anything about these cars, that would be great information to get. the caliber is a hatchback, and the other two are semi-suv's. all for under 30,000, which is what i need. so, any info on fuel economy and drive-feel would be great. take care, all.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Sunday, June 18, 2006
I got a pet
contrary to popular belief, i have not succomed to illiteracy or laziness. no, i am alive and doing well. Ana is coming here to visit in a couple of weeks....that's lucky lucky. not all is lucky though...listen to this tale of woe...this series of events left me tired and needing a nap.
the night before, i decide to go for a bike ride. great. a flat tire 30 minutes later, and i'm walking my bike home. no big deal. then we get a huge storm, and the last time i looked at the clock, it said 230...great...4 hours of sleep maximum....you need sleep to deal with kids. then, all was peachy. i was driving to work, and noticed that i should get gas. no big deal...i'll get it on the way home. So, i made it. half-way through the morning, i notice that the zipper on my bag is open. crap. i search fruitlessly for my wallet. nothing. did i even bring it? surely i did. so, i've had my wallet stolen. no money, just a pain to replace all of the cards.
i tell the vice principal, and of course, before we blame any of the kids, we have to be sure that my wallet is not at home. so, during my lunch hour, i'm driving through chaotic downtown calgary, with the red light on, reminding me of my need for gas. i'm already planning on how I can get the teachers to pay for my taxi ride back to school.
the commute home takes 40 mins...frick. I did, however, find my wallet, which was a relief, though slightly embarrassing, obviously. So, i fill up, and arrive back at school unscathed, save for the 25 minutes i was late.
Once we're back, I'm teaching, and things are going smoothly, despite my fatigue. I go to check the time on my celular. Hmmm, why is is so sticky? Friiiiiiiiiiick. A pen had exploded in my pocket, covering the bottom portion of my cel in ink. great. perfect way to end it.
Was at a buddy's house watching the oilers last night. unreal. Even if i don't really like them, i know my buddies are jacked to the nines over this run, and I'm happy for them.
I heard my single, 50 year old landlady having sex the other night. It's not that I expect her to be celebate, it's just really un-nerving and slightly disturbing. her bedroom is right above mine.
Take care, all...
the night before, i decide to go for a bike ride. great. a flat tire 30 minutes later, and i'm walking my bike home. no big deal. then we get a huge storm, and the last time i looked at the clock, it said 230...great...4 hours of sleep maximum....you need sleep to deal with kids. then, all was peachy. i was driving to work, and noticed that i should get gas. no big deal...i'll get it on the way home. So, i made it. half-way through the morning, i notice that the zipper on my bag is open. crap. i search fruitlessly for my wallet. nothing. did i even bring it? surely i did. so, i've had my wallet stolen. no money, just a pain to replace all of the cards.
i tell the vice principal, and of course, before we blame any of the kids, we have to be sure that my wallet is not at home. so, during my lunch hour, i'm driving through chaotic downtown calgary, with the red light on, reminding me of my need for gas. i'm already planning on how I can get the teachers to pay for my taxi ride back to school.
the commute home takes 40 mins...frick. I did, however, find my wallet, which was a relief, though slightly embarrassing, obviously. So, i fill up, and arrive back at school unscathed, save for the 25 minutes i was late.
Once we're back, I'm teaching, and things are going smoothly, despite my fatigue. I go to check the time on my celular. Hmmm, why is is so sticky? Friiiiiiiiiiick. A pen had exploded in my pocket, covering the bottom portion of my cel in ink. great. perfect way to end it.
Was at a buddy's house watching the oilers last night. unreal. Even if i don't really like them, i know my buddies are jacked to the nines over this run, and I'm happy for them.
I heard my single, 50 year old landlady having sex the other night. It's not that I expect her to be celebate, it's just really un-nerving and slightly disturbing. her bedroom is right above mine.
Take care, all...
Friday, June 09, 2006
and, it keeps going....
after multiple trips to hanna and back, i've finally managed to get all of my stuff in here and to clear space for my parents, which i'm sure they appreciate. as we speak, ana is sending my updated photos of our cats...damn, those are the cutest things i've ever seen.
when i was driving back to hanna last weekend, i was between drumheller and home, when i saw a motorbike in the ditch..
hmmm,...strange...slow down a bit
hmmm...a wallet...hmmmm...credit cards strewn about...
frig, i hope there's not a guy in the ditch.
so, i stopped and called 911.
they hadn't heard anything
after 20 minutes of waiting there for the police to show up, and nervously searching the ditches for hopefully nothing, a truck pulls up and they have the bloodied guy with them, with all of his road raspberries, and not-being-able-to-walkness
i don't know, nor the police, why they never called anyone or took him to a hospital.
then we found the dead deer
motorbike vs. deer hmmmm
so, my school is a tough school.
legally, i can't say anything in particular on here, but there are some severely destitute children who have obviously had the crappiest home lives imagineable. I teach seven year olds. I've been told to fuck off, and that I suck lots. and i've taught there under a week.
go figure. You have to pity the poor little guys.
calgary is booming. not good for me...i'll never ever be able to afford a house here. the average house goes up 500 bucks per day. the average price for a house now is 400,000. condo....280,000 frig. i know
take care, all.
when i was driving back to hanna last weekend, i was between drumheller and home, when i saw a motorbike in the ditch..
hmmm,...strange...slow down a bit
hmmm...a wallet...hmmmm...credit cards strewn about...
frig, i hope there's not a guy in the ditch.
so, i stopped and called 911.
they hadn't heard anything
after 20 minutes of waiting there for the police to show up, and nervously searching the ditches for hopefully nothing, a truck pulls up and they have the bloodied guy with them, with all of his road raspberries, and not-being-able-to-walkness
i don't know, nor the police, why they never called anyone or took him to a hospital.
then we found the dead deer
motorbike vs. deer hmmmm
so, my school is a tough school.
legally, i can't say anything in particular on here, but there are some severely destitute children who have obviously had the crappiest home lives imagineable. I teach seven year olds. I've been told to fuck off, and that I suck lots. and i've taught there under a week.
go figure. You have to pity the poor little guys.
calgary is booming. not good for me...i'll never ever be able to afford a house here. the average house goes up 500 bucks per day. the average price for a house now is 400,000. condo....280,000 frig. i know
take care, all.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Dandelion
timing really is everything...and contacts. well, a combination of who you know and timing, peppered with a little education. I got a phone call this morning at 8 am. It was a school number. hmmm, didn't really recognize it so i answered. good thing. It was a principal from a school and she wanted an interview. asap. what??? i've been in the city for less than a week and already an interview? sweet.
so, i donned my teacherly clothes, hopped in the car, and had the interview 30 mins later. all went smoothely, and she offered me the position, which is amazing, considering i haven't even been in the country for a month yet, found a place, moved in etc etc.
so, i'm a working man, as of monday. it's awesome, this life.
on a lesser note, i got my modem yesterday from the 'net company. i hooked it up...nothing. called the 'tech support', and they told me it wouldn't be running until friday. ok.
but....
a half hour after we spoke, the computer signed me in to my yahoo messenger, and everything was working. i was checking emails, writing them, doing flickr stuff...for an hour. then it stopped. cold turkey.
i called again. they told me that they had just been doing some diagnostics on my port and then had closed it until friday.
wait.
so, it was working, everything was fine, but....
you have to close it until friday? you couldn't have just left it open? strange one, that.
yerba is a plant that they chop and dry in argentina, southern brazil, and uruguay. You then put it into a gourd, known as a mate, and you drink it from a straw. You put in hot water. you share it with others in your group. it makes you feel good. The person who has the thermos is the pourer. he or she pours for everyone. you drink until your gourd is empty of water, then give it to the pourer. It' good for digestion and has a caffieneish effect. you can find it for cheaper here...actual argentine imports. the stuff in the previous post was 'canadian organic' from a natural foods store...hence the price.
bye and take care, all.
so, i donned my teacherly clothes, hopped in the car, and had the interview 30 mins later. all went smoothely, and she offered me the position, which is amazing, considering i haven't even been in the country for a month yet, found a place, moved in etc etc.
so, i'm a working man, as of monday. it's awesome, this life.
on a lesser note, i got my modem yesterday from the 'net company. i hooked it up...nothing. called the 'tech support', and they told me it wouldn't be running until friday. ok.
but....
a half hour after we spoke, the computer signed me in to my yahoo messenger, and everything was working. i was checking emails, writing them, doing flickr stuff...for an hour. then it stopped. cold turkey.
i called again. they told me that they had just been doing some diagnostics on my port and then had closed it until friday.
wait.
so, it was working, everything was fine, but....
you have to close it until friday? you couldn't have just left it open? strange one, that.
yerba is a plant that they chop and dry in argentina, southern brazil, and uruguay. You then put it into a gourd, known as a mate, and you drink it from a straw. You put in hot water. you share it with others in your group. it makes you feel good. The person who has the thermos is the pourer. he or she pours for everyone. you drink until your gourd is empty of water, then give it to the pourer. It' good for digestion and has a caffieneish effect. you can find it for cheaper here...actual argentine imports. the stuff in the previous post was 'canadian organic' from a natural foods store...hence the price.
bye and take care, all.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Canadian Yerba
waiting for the internet to get hooked up at my new pad in calgary...so, geekily, i'm at a cafe...it's nice, but empty...i guess most people here have their own internet...
my buddy works at a natural foods store, and they sell yerba there, like the yerba i used to buy all the time in argentina...only in argentina, for a kilo, it was like 2 dollars cdn, maybe less. this yerba, the canadian yerba, is 11 bucks, and it's only 92 grams. isn't that crazy? luckily, i brought a kilo with me, and hopefully ana brings some when she comes...hint hint hint.
found a sweet little bachelor pad in calgary for 600 a month, which is unreal cheap, considering most one bedrooms i looked at were around 800 or 900...it's got four rooms, big kitchen...etc. etc. should be nice. anyway, hope everyone is alright...take care
my buddy works at a natural foods store, and they sell yerba there, like the yerba i used to buy all the time in argentina...only in argentina, for a kilo, it was like 2 dollars cdn, maybe less. this yerba, the canadian yerba, is 11 bucks, and it's only 92 grams. isn't that crazy? luckily, i brought a kilo with me, and hopefully ana brings some when she comes...hint hint hint.
found a sweet little bachelor pad in calgary for 600 a month, which is unreal cheap, considering most one bedrooms i looked at were around 800 or 900...it's got four rooms, big kitchen...etc. etc. should be nice. anyway, hope everyone is alright...take care
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Europe
i went to europe one time....here are some of the photos...click the picture and choose the size at the top to see them all better
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Go Oilers? wait....can I say that?
Oh man,..things have just been so overwhelming since I got back...I've been busy seeing as many people as I can, and being with my parents as much as I can sanely handle...is that part of growing up? wanting to spend time with your parents? of course they still annoy the hell out of me after 30 mins, but I come back for more, so I guess I like it...
heading up to Edmonton today with Scabby to partake in what has become 'the blue mile'....a continuation, not rip-off, of the red mile in calgary.
things are really looking good on all fronts here, and I've had to stop myself several times and just be amazed at how genuinely happy I am here. Travelling is one thing, but there is no place like home. Of course, it's not all jet-set and care free...i still have a lovely girl down in Argentina, who has the opposite scenario that I do...being that she has to stay in the apartment that we lived in for over a year, and basically has the same life down there without me in it... while I have everything new and exciting up here. so, we're dealing with that...
but, on the whole, things are looking a lot more positive in my world these days, and should only continue with tonight's festivities and debauchery, and continue next week with a move into calgary, or, at least a look at what's available in calgary.
take care, all
heading up to Edmonton today with Scabby to partake in what has become 'the blue mile'....a continuation, not rip-off, of the red mile in calgary.
things are really looking good on all fronts here, and I've had to stop myself several times and just be amazed at how genuinely happy I am here. Travelling is one thing, but there is no place like home. Of course, it's not all jet-set and care free...i still have a lovely girl down in Argentina, who has the opposite scenario that I do...being that she has to stay in the apartment that we lived in for over a year, and basically has the same life down there without me in it... while I have everything new and exciting up here. so, we're dealing with that...
but, on the whole, things are looking a lot more positive in my world these days, and should only continue with tonight's festivities and debauchery, and continue next week with a move into calgary, or, at least a look at what's available in calgary.
take care, all
Friday, May 12, 2006
denver got fat
whirlwinds. you never know what they-re like until you're in one. wednesday, i-m in buenos aires. thursday, 5 pm, in hanna, alberta...pop. 3000. tears at both ends of travel...farewell tears in buenos aires, welcome tears in calgary. all in all, a sweet and sour sauce couple of days. things here haven-t changed at all...but i;m enjoying it so far. old foods, old friends stopping by unexpectedly...my dog is fatter, which is nice. fat animals are cute...unhealthy, but cute.
anyway, now that things are going to be a little less stressful, i should have time to do some blog reading...until i move into calgary next week
which should be expensive to say the least. by for now
anyway, now that things are going to be a little less stressful, i should have time to do some blog reading...until i move into calgary next week
which should be expensive to say the least. by for now
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
there she goes...there she goes again
had a great time with my buddies here...they're gone now, off to uruguay for some strange reason. anyway, i'm into my last week here in buenos aires and finding it difficult, but better than expected. it's hard to leave a place, once you've adjusted, etc. i feel worse for ana, though, who is now left over to pick up the pieces. she's doing well though, so far. so many things to buy in the next week...so much culture here, so many things to see. it's strange, also, how i'm so used to the little things, like the candies here that we don't have there, the good transit (when it's not on strike), the different kinds of foods, the different culture. i'll be back though...i know it.
we just have this obstacle in our way first, which is this distance thing of 10000000000000000 miles. i can't wait to read back over this in a year and see where i am.
flames play tonight....do or die.
we spent the weekend in a country house south of buenos aires, which was a good experience for my friends, and everyone, really. the house was about 120 years old, used a well for water. we hand-made ñoquis and played tennis raquet baseball.
the night before, we had my going away party here, with about 25-30 people, and i avoided crying in front of everyone just by getting too hammered and passing out. i'm bad to very bad at goodbyes, and it scares me because ana wants to come to the airport with me when i go, but i'll be such a mess. it's better than saying bye here though. anyway, random as usual, but that's what's up. take care, all
we just have this obstacle in our way first, which is this distance thing of 10000000000000000 miles. i can't wait to read back over this in a year and see where i am.
flames play tonight....do or die.
we spent the weekend in a country house south of buenos aires, which was a good experience for my friends, and everyone, really. the house was about 120 years old, used a well for water. we hand-made ñoquis and played tennis raquet baseball.
the night before, we had my going away party here, with about 25-30 people, and i avoided crying in front of everyone just by getting too hammered and passing out. i'm bad to very bad at goodbyes, and it scares me because ana wants to come to the airport with me when i go, but i'll be such a mess. it's better than saying bye here though. anyway, random as usual, but that's what's up. take care, all
Thursday, April 27, 2006
south american football rules my world
hey y'all...yeah, haven't been around in a while..have a couple of buddies down from hanna...went to the football game last night...river vs. brazil corinthians. wild times...south american football...it doesn't get much better than that...be around in a while. take care all.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
check...check...is this thing on???
recent conversation with ana...
me. i'm sorry i'm so gross and disgusting all the time. it's just that i really love you.
her. 'working, not really listening.'
me. so, i guess you're all prepared to go to the movie, right? like, you've applied your preparation h and everything?
her. i hate you.
in other news, i saw a great terry gilliam movie lastnight called tideland, which was filmed in southern saskatchewan. fricken awesome, and i highly recommend you check it out. unless you're close minded, in which case we can't be friends.
you know when you're going around, doing whatever it is that you do, and you have these random thoughts or memories, and think to yourself...hey, buddy, i should write that down...but then, for lack of pen, or laziness, you convince yourself that you'll never forget what it is you thought of. only to try and think of it again later that night, and obviously you've forgotten the brilliant brainwave by that point? i hate that. i'm going to end one of my all time biggest foes as far as forgetting thoughts goes right now. from now on, i'll always remember that i think amanda peet looks like piper perabo. there. i have it written down.
also, the us is going to bomb iran. don't say i didn't warn you.
insert....um, it turns out my girlfriend didn't know what preparation H was, so, basically, she just hates me. have a good saturday.
pps...(in know there was no ps) be nice to old people. you really don't know what a difference you make to them. (don't laugh and call me a fag. just be nice to them.)
me. i'm sorry i'm so gross and disgusting all the time. it's just that i really love you.
her. 'working, not really listening.'
me. so, i guess you're all prepared to go to the movie, right? like, you've applied your preparation h and everything?
her. i hate you.
in other news, i saw a great terry gilliam movie lastnight called tideland, which was filmed in southern saskatchewan. fricken awesome, and i highly recommend you check it out. unless you're close minded, in which case we can't be friends.
you know when you're going around, doing whatever it is that you do, and you have these random thoughts or memories, and think to yourself...hey, buddy, i should write that down...but then, for lack of pen, or laziness, you convince yourself that you'll never forget what it is you thought of. only to try and think of it again later that night, and obviously you've forgotten the brilliant brainwave by that point? i hate that. i'm going to end one of my all time biggest foes as far as forgetting thoughts goes right now. from now on, i'll always remember that i think amanda peet looks like piper perabo. there. i have it written down.
also, the us is going to bomb iran. don't say i didn't warn you.
insert....um, it turns out my girlfriend didn't know what preparation H was, so, basically, she just hates me. have a good saturday.
pps...(in know there was no ps) be nice to old people. you really don't know what a difference you make to them. (don't laugh and call me a fag. just be nice to them.)
Thursday, April 20, 2006
as the pursuit of happiness would say, I'm an adult now
well, i neglected to tell everyone it was my birthday 2 days ago, on the 18th. yep, some years ago, in that awkward period linking the 70's with the 80's, my parents (mostly my mom) gave birth to me in Hanna, alberta. little could they have predicted that they'd still be giving me some money, so many years into the future, to help me get by. thanks, guys!
it's at ages like this that age becomes relative. for all intents and purposes, i should have been an adult 4 years ago. or is that more for the 30 somethings? i dunno...some of my friends have been married long enough to have those meaningful anniversaries...like, five years is the ..... anniversary, 10 is the....i don't really know the appropriate gifts, but i guess they do. i also have to start thinking about my 10 year high school anniversary...it's not the 10th year, but planning should begin this year, if we're going to have one. ah, the anniversary...where people go in shame for what they were. where people go in shame of what they have become. where people don't go.
I'll go. i won't make cheesey amends. i wasn't an asshole in school. i also wasn't particularly nice. i got mad at my friends for picking on the 'heathens' as we called them. i was part of the problem, in labelling them as such, but i didn't pick on them. and i told my friends not to. in hindsight, it wasn't much and i wish i had done more.
here's the story behind the heathens. In our town, around age 14, all of the outcasts, geeks, dweebs, dweeby geeks, etc, were branded with a name...heathen. hanna heathens. at first, i can assume they hated it. then, they accepted it, and actually became a large group. maybe they had nothing in common before, but now they were linked as heathens, and the rest of us had created it. it was awful and cruel. you couldn't be with a heathen...of course, there were crossover heathens who played football etc, but, for the most part, they were quite poor, had low low self esteem, and would have been brutalized by a lot of assholes who, while ultra cool in high school, have amounted to nothing outside of high school.
in the end, the heathens all dropped out of school, for the most part, with was a huge number. my grad class was 46. it should have have been more like 60. awful. and our teachers did nothing about it. small towns can be cruel.
well, anyway, that's that. i'm old. i regret the way i was in high school. i receive money from my parents. this was random, and i thank anyone who read the whole thing and got any sense out of it. i don't think i did.
it's at ages like this that age becomes relative. for all intents and purposes, i should have been an adult 4 years ago. or is that more for the 30 somethings? i dunno...some of my friends have been married long enough to have those meaningful anniversaries...like, five years is the ..... anniversary, 10 is the....i don't really know the appropriate gifts, but i guess they do. i also have to start thinking about my 10 year high school anniversary...it's not the 10th year, but planning should begin this year, if we're going to have one. ah, the anniversary...where people go in shame for what they were. where people go in shame of what they have become. where people don't go.
I'll go. i won't make cheesey amends. i wasn't an asshole in school. i also wasn't particularly nice. i got mad at my friends for picking on the 'heathens' as we called them. i was part of the problem, in labelling them as such, but i didn't pick on them. and i told my friends not to. in hindsight, it wasn't much and i wish i had done more.
here's the story behind the heathens. In our town, around age 14, all of the outcasts, geeks, dweebs, dweeby geeks, etc, were branded with a name...heathen. hanna heathens. at first, i can assume they hated it. then, they accepted it, and actually became a large group. maybe they had nothing in common before, but now they were linked as heathens, and the rest of us had created it. it was awful and cruel. you couldn't be with a heathen...of course, there were crossover heathens who played football etc, but, for the most part, they were quite poor, had low low self esteem, and would have been brutalized by a lot of assholes who, while ultra cool in high school, have amounted to nothing outside of high school.
in the end, the heathens all dropped out of school, for the most part, with was a huge number. my grad class was 46. it should have have been more like 60. awful. and our teachers did nothing about it. small towns can be cruel.
well, anyway, that's that. i'm old. i regret the way i was in high school. i receive money from my parents. this was random, and i thank anyone who read the whole thing and got any sense out of it. i don't think i did.
Monday, April 17, 2006
ooooooooooooh, what a weekend
haven't really been around much lately, maybe needed a break...i dunno, i hate it when blogging starts to feel more like a chore or obligation than something that i enjoy doing, so, we'll see how i feel in days to come.
went to the beach this week.end, which was fantastic..fresh air, good company, and all that jazz...didn't accomplish very much, but then again, i am on vacation.
saw a douglas coupland (sp) documentary on friday night before we left called souvegnirs of canada....it was awesome, and timely. i'll admit i had wet eyes a couple of times. it was great because it didn't focus on obvious things like hockey and wolverines and igloos...
he talked a lot about his relationship with his dad, and there were clips about terry fox, brands of beer, dad's cookies, and genuine canadian stuff. see it if you get a chance...it's not a glorifying piece of propoganda telling the world why canada is great...in fact, it's one of the few things i've seen or read that attempts and succeeds in displaying the canadian character beyond that of differentiating ourselves from americans.
hmmm, got a welcome home card from my mom...or rather, a glad you're coming home card, which was nice...you never appreciate those things until you miss them, really.
so, hope all had a good weekend with food and drink and friends, if you have them. chau for now
went to the beach this week.end, which was fantastic..fresh air, good company, and all that jazz...didn't accomplish very much, but then again, i am on vacation.
saw a douglas coupland (sp) documentary on friday night before we left called souvegnirs of canada....it was awesome, and timely. i'll admit i had wet eyes a couple of times. it was great because it didn't focus on obvious things like hockey and wolverines and igloos...
he talked a lot about his relationship with his dad, and there were clips about terry fox, brands of beer, dad's cookies, and genuine canadian stuff. see it if you get a chance...it's not a glorifying piece of propoganda telling the world why canada is great...in fact, it's one of the few things i've seen or read that attempts and succeeds in displaying the canadian character beyond that of differentiating ourselves from americans.
hmmm, got a welcome home card from my mom...or rather, a glad you're coming home card, which was nice...you never appreciate those things until you miss them, really.
so, hope all had a good weekend with food and drink and friends, if you have them. chau for now
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
i know you want to go to arizona for a year...here's how!!!
i was going through some old photo cd's the other day and found this beauty...they were all full of testosterone that night after winning the gretzky cup. yeah, my friend host the gretzky cup in edmonton. what is it? well, there are two teams, team walt, and team wayne...and they play each other 2 times per year (i think) They have draft picks, trades, and coaches. they play in west edmonton mall, the university, and at rexall, home of the oilers. it's become quite a big deal, and, as you can see, lots of testosterone is involved.
in other news, the buenos aires international independant film festival is on now...i have over 35 movie tickets for the next 2 weeks. there better be something good on.
flames won last night, no biggie...
in other ironic news, turns out there was a jet crash in kenya yesterday. not so crazy kenyans after all, Mike and Smelly. not so crazy after all...
In other huge news, got an email from Kyle MacDonald the other day...he's the guy that I have linked several times on the side, and also the mastermind behind one red paperclip...he just had an interview on K-roc in LA, and, he just traded a recording contract in Toronto for, and check this out, a free year's stay in Phoenix. It's a sweet house, and, the airfare is included. If you want this, and have something you feel you can trade for, something really cool and valuable, contact Kyle here...remember, his goal in this is to get a house for himself, after starting out by trading a red paperclip....george stroumboulopoulis is in--why aren't you?
so, free rent in phoenix for a year...who wants it?
in other news, the buenos aires international independant film festival is on now...i have over 35 movie tickets for the next 2 weeks. there better be something good on.
flames won last night, no biggie...
in other ironic news, turns out there was a jet crash in kenya yesterday. not so crazy kenyans after all, Mike and Smelly. not so crazy after all...
In other huge news, got an email from Kyle MacDonald the other day...he's the guy that I have linked several times on the side, and also the mastermind behind one red paperclip...he just had an interview on K-roc in LA, and, he just traded a recording contract in Toronto for, and check this out, a free year's stay in Phoenix. It's a sweet house, and, the airfare is included. If you want this, and have something you feel you can trade for, something really cool and valuable, contact Kyle here...remember, his goal in this is to get a house for himself, after starting out by trading a red paperclip....george stroumboulopoulis is in--why aren't you?
so, free rent in phoenix for a year...who wants it?
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