Saturday, March 31, 2007

oh the disappointment

Although I live within minutes of the parliament building, my politician sightings seem to be few and far between. Well, I suppose that could be a lie- it is possible that I see a lot of back-benchers and faces you don't normally see in the news- but for the most part, I see very few of the "big names".

So imagine how exciting it was to be sitting on Bank street as parliament let out...we looked out the window and there walked Michael Ignatieff (wearing a jaunty looking hat). Of course, the first words out of my mouth were "Heather, get that cellphone ready...'cause if Jack Layton walks by, I'm going to try to take a picture through the window".
Fast forward a few hours...

Jordan and I were leaving H-mo's hotel. As we walked down the street, I noticed a group of Japanese business men chatting it up, wearing some ID badges and I wondered if they were a tour group. Behind them walked a couple. I was looking at the woman and she looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite place her (and I didn't want to stare).
After we passed them, Jordan looks toward me with this expectant look on his face. I, of course, had no idea why he was looking at me like that. He says "you really didn't see who that was did you?". Yup...we walked right by Jack Layton and I DIDN'T EVEN SEE HIM. I was too busy looking at his wife.

I had a little bit of a hissy fit right then and there. How on earth could I have missed him and why wasn't I alerted?!?! We now have an agreement that if he sees Jack Layton again and he's not sure I've noticed, he must risk making a fool of himself and actually come out and tell me what is going on so that I don't miss it.

Would I have actually said anything to him? I don't know. But the spontaneous sighting would have been at least a little bit fun. I'll just have to console myself with the fact that I was just a few centimeters away.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

in the news

I am clearly not feeling very creative at the moment. Hopefully it will get better soon. Until then, here are a few things that have caught my eye:

-Smoke-free apartment buildings. I would LOVE to have a smoke free building. I'm certain that once we do move out of this place, it will take awhile before the stench of smoke leaves our stuff.

-Twins! How weird would it be to grow up knowing that there are no twins like you? Though perhaps the first weird thing would be that you were a hermaphrodite...

-Dog food. Not only is it probably a bad idea to eat dog food in the first place...but as it turned out, the dog had a valid reason for not wanting to eat its food. I doubt the dog would have been able to tell that she was "fake eating" as opposed to actually eating the food. Idiot...

On a personal note, I've now done two outdoor runs...they've been tougher than the treadmill runs, but I'm surviving. Hooray! Enjoy your Tuesday...

Saturday, March 24, 2007

for devin

I don't have a you tube account...so I'm not really sure if I can post one of those links where you can just push play from the blog. So, here's the link I have, hopefully it directs you to the right place. Regardless...this is for Devin.
SNL/Chris Rock

If it doesn't work, it is partway down the page here.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

daring to be extraordinary?

I once had a band teacher who told us to only have one or two "5" days a week. A "5" meant to get up, go to work or to school, come home, watch Oprah, eat dinner and go to bed. He kind of made me think about what "ordinary" means and what it means to live an ordinary life, and what is is to be extraordinary.

I would consider myself and my life to be pretty normal. I'm not sure if I would want to call it "ordinary"...maybe I would, I don't know, but I guess I wouldn't call it extraordinary. I get up in the morning, I do my sit-ups, I do my push-ups...I watch a little sports-centre whilst eating my breakfast...I go to work...you know, the usual. Pretty normal, pretty ordinary. I have some extraordinary days, I accomplish things on occasion, but in general? I have a pretty normal life.

But then again...isn't that what almost everyone does? Do we all think that our lives are normal and ordinary? I think mine is, but I look at her life, her life and her life, and I think they each have pretty extraordinary lives. Do they think their lives are normal? Do I think they are so interesting because their lives are so different from mine?

Is it bad not to be extraordinary at all times? Not really. There can only be so many days that count as a 10 and to be perfectly honest, sometimes I really like the "5" days. I find comfort in coming home from work, watching a little Beverly Hills 90210 and having macaroni and cheese for dinner (spirals tonight. mmmmm...reminds me of being 8). And frankly, trying to make every day a 10 would not only be exhausting, but it would be a lot of pressure! Must. do. something extraordinary. I only have a few hours left....aaaaaaaah.

Now to the conundrum. I can't remember if the band teacher in question was the teacher I had for three years and who recently made the U of C's top "40 in 40" graduates list* or the student teacher I had for three months who recently had his teaching license revoked for having relations with one of his female high school students. Does it even matter? Is the advice still good if it came from someone you don't necessarily admire?

*Or was it the top 30 in 30? Regardless, our friend Steve was also on the list.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

right click withdrawal

It is official: I'm in right-click withdrawal. I have to admit, I'm a big fan and big user of the "right-click". It's just so easy and so handy.
So far, I've resisted the urge to enable the right click function on the mouse pad on my macbook and on my mighty mouse (that's right, they call it the mighty mouse...does it get any cuter than that?). I'm trying to adapt to the way of the mac. I'm trying something new, just to see how it goes.
I suppose that I am not in complete withdrawal-I can (and do) right click to my heart's content at work...but at home, no right click. I has been a challenge so far...we'll see if at some point I break down and end up bringing back the right-click.

Monday, March 19, 2007

how am i?

To answer your question Jim (if that really is your name): Tired...that's how I am. I have no idea how I've ended up so exhausted. I didn't partake in too much Irish merriment, I painted the town neither red nor green...But somehow, all day today and yesterday, I've just been dragging. 'Tis true that I haven't have the best of sleeps for the last few nights, but man...too tired. (as you may be able to tell from my crappy writing).
But, at least I had a good time whilst my sister was here. Maybe she passed her tiredness onto me.

Speaking of my sister, this story made me think of her. If it isn't confidential information, I'd be curious as to how a certain popular Canadian airline would have handled a situation such as that. Also, I hope it never happens on a flight I'm on and I hope it never happens on one of her flights.

Speaking of things in the news...seriously Elizabeth May? Why oh why would you run against Peter MacKay? First off, running against an incumbent is a tough job. Now add in the fact that he is a cabinet minister, and that his family has history and deep roots in the area and it just doesn't make sense. Peter MacKay might even convince me to vote for him if I lived in his riding...he just has this boyish charm about him.
I get that you don't want an easy ride, but you're running for the Green party...it will ALWAYS be an uphill battle. You should just find the riding most likely to elect you, offer to drive each resident (in your hybrid car or your bike or something like that) to the polling station and somehow get your butt into a seat in the house of commons. Hand out recycled pencils or even pot at the door if you have to. Just find a way to win. The fact that you are running where you're running actually makes me wonder if you don't really want it.

Oh and Flames? Please start winning some games. I'd really like to be able to enjoy some playoff hockey.

Saturday, March 17, 2007

300

So we saw 300 last night (and somehow Heather managed to fall asleep for a tich) and here are a few things I learned:
-the Spartans were spartanly dressed
-they were NOT spartanly built (i know those muscles had some make-up help, but wow!)
-the combination of the two make for a visually appealing movie
-when blood and violence are presented in a cartoon/comic book-like fashion, i can handle it much better.
-Xerxes? Seemed pretty gay to me.

I wasn't sure if I'd like it, but all in all, I enjoyed the film. I'd recommend it.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

hooray!

Well, for pretty much the first time since I started running, at the end of my run today I wasn't absolutely exhausted and pretty sure I couldn't go much further. I actually felt good throughout the run and maybe even enjoyed myself. My complaint was that I was a little too hot (pretty standard really)...but other than that, things went well. Maybe I should have a meeting go long, miss the bus and have to wait 10 minutes for a treadmill every day...apparently it makes for a good run.

Monday, March 12, 2007

i've got nothin'

Seriously...I have nothing to say. I missed the Amazing Race last night and managed to avoid finding out who was eliminated before I could watch it tonight (thank goodness for OLN and their Monday night showing). I honestly figured that Romber was so darn lucky that it would be a non-elimination leg. I was a little surprised when Phil said they were eliminated from the race. Now what are the other teams going to do? They'll actually have to concentrate on racing instead of worrying about Rob and Amber. Hopefully Ozwald and Danny will continue their winning ways. It won't be the same if they leave.

Other than that...still running, loving my new computer (though still trying to learn all the ins and outs) and I really can't wait until the snow melts for good.

Thursday, March 08, 2007

counterfeit

Until I read this story, I hadn't really thought a lot about counterfeit goods. I knew that it meant that Yves St. Laurent wouldn't get his $1000 for the bag you bought, but I hadn't really thought about the human impact.

Sure, I am one of those people who actually buys my music when I download*, but I've kind of figured that I had no problem with "knock-offs". Now I will be thinking twice about all of that. Not only could it have been made in an unsafe workplace, but it could be toxic.

*Kris, I'll have you know that I struggled with the number agreement in that statement. Is it "I am one of those people who actually buys their music when they download" or is it the way I've written it, or is it something else? I just don't know....Now you've got me questioning everything.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

much prettier than jordan's moustache


I was going to take a picture but I'm a little too lazy. My special delivery came today and it was an exciting day indeed. Now I just have to figure out how to help it be all that it can be.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

from beard-o to....

I think Jordan had been growing his beard since Christmas. First his excuse was that he had school work and claimed he didn't have the time or the energy to shave. Then he decided he couldn't shave because the beard provided a protective layer between his face and the cold when he was running outside. Not that it looked bad or anything, so I couldn't really complain. But, it all that amounted to this:
red-shirt goes beard-o

Quite the majestic facial hair no? (and I like to call the picture "red shirt goes beard-o") But of course when one finally does shave, a little fun is in order. So, we had a day of this:

the irish policeman irish policeman profile
And now, I have to suffer through four days* of this:
creepy moouuustache man kinda scary
At least it makes me laugh!
here we are...moustache and all
Seriously though...I'm only smiling because I can't look at the thing without laughing. Even he admits it is a little weird to go out in public looking like a porn star circa 1978.

*Four days because he teaches a class on Fridays and on Mondays and thus has to subject both of his classes to the moustache.

Please also note, that I know that it is spelled mustache in english...but the french way is so much better AND encompasses how I like to say the word...moo-stache. Also, if you are a friend or family, don't have access to my flickr account and would like to have access, just let me know and I'll grant the access. There are a few more facial hair pics that you might enjoy.