12 of 12

My morning view, as usual. I have made a lot of money raiding the couch cushions. Serge says his back feels better when he sleeps there. He comes to bed once or twice a week these days.

Dudes, this is pre-coffee. What do you think about the hair sitch. Keep letting it grow or chop it off? I haven't gotten it cut since February.

It was Thursday so why not trip down memory lane for a little HNT. I know it's blurry (thank goodness) but the flash has to be off. I moan and groan a lot about my weight gain, but I don't think it's all that bad for my age.

Shortly after the shower, Georgie stuck to me like glue whimpering since that's his walky-poo time. This is near the spot where he got stung (presumably) by a big ole bee. He does look kinda trepidatious, no?

Hey look it's me again. Narcissistic much? Well, it is 12 of 12 and this IS what I did, so there. Worked out in my little dungeon. Plus side of working out at home? Singing, dancing and taking pictures of myself. I would never do any of those things at a public gym.

Next on the list was a little trip to the Dollarama. They've changed and now offer items up to $2. This has vastly increased the number of desirable goods. All that for $35! I pay almost double for all of those things at the regular market/pharmacy.

One of the things I got was a little treat for Georgie. He made quick work of destuffing the thing and rooting out the noisemaker. I gotta take a video of him when he gets a special treat like that. He cries like, "I can't believe I have something so goooooood."

I had a little time so I had a chicken sandwich and played my little addiction, yahoo's Literati. I did a little laundry too. I tried not to think about how stressed I'm going to be when I do the 14 consecutive days. Of course trying not to think about it only causes me to think of it more thereby increasing the stressful feelings.

Meanwhile I waited for the prop 8 decision on the motion to stay story.  It was good news that the stay would be lifted, but it made me suspicious that it was only lifted in another week. Lots of things can go down in a week. I'm hoping though!

Then it was time for Georgie's afternoon trip to the doggy park. He ran and ran and then when the other dogs went and plopped back down in the shade I threw the ball I had found for him and then when he was done he dropped the ball and panted. So cute.

Serge was there all day juggling his clients and projects. Just a regular work day for him.

Paella and Shiraz for supper. There may (sometimes may means surely) have been martinis prior. To see other peoples recount of the day from all over the world, go here.

Arggh

Just been cleaning up dog vomit. What is wrong with dogs and the eating of the grass impulse followed by the vomit dance? At least they give you notice with that wolp, wolp, wolp sound that precedes the actual projectile. That way I can make sure to move the dog so that the vomit will come out on an easily cleanable surface. I'd understand more if he vomited after snarfling up a turd, but it's always the grass that does it.

More irritation today in the form of a dead battery. Oh wait, a ten month old dead battery that only came with a 90 day warranty that cost $150 and will not hold a charge anymore. We are probably at fault for this only starting it up once every couple of weeks. We've left the van in the garage for most of the summer so we don't have to move it all the time for street sweeping. That was a bad plan I now see in retrospect. I went and bought a battery charger but even it won't work on a super dead battery (which they don't tell you in the instructions, but they cheerfully inform you when you call the help line.) So another $60 I'm out.

The school just emailed me and asked if I would work all of the 4 days off I have left this month. I'm gonna do it but it means 14 days in a row, seven teaching hours a day. Any teacher readers out there will certainly recoil at the thought. I started a new group yesterday and one of the students does that weird speech shadowing thing where they mouth everything that I say while I'm saying it. If you've ever interacted with someone like this, you'll know exaclty what I mean. It is so distracting, but I don't think the student is really even aware of it. It's probably the 4th or 5th student I've had with this tic.

One bright spot today is that I finally got a little bit of unemployment insurance money. It's a good thing I didn't really need it to eat with that money with how long it takes. I stopped working the 18 of June and got some money finally today. (Two weeks didn't count though because I was in California.)

I need a big thunderstorm to cheer me up. We've got the severe thunderstorm watch, so maybe we will get one. Later y'all, I'm gonna go skywatching now. Just ignore this last bit EAVB_LRTWMSPTVM

Another Georgie post

That's my good boy. He's been great since he got over the terrible mystery injury he suffered the other day. I've been keeping my walking circuit a little closer to home though just in case. It was hard carrying him in my arms for half a mile.

I'm not used to this working every day all day thing. How do you all do it? I do it for a week and I'm ready to cry uncle. Knowing it's temporary helps but gosh this 8:30 to 4:30 deal is looooong. Why we all agree to be slaves is the cruelest joke of capitalism. We do it for the money, of course. I think most of my adult life has been spent trying to figure out how to work less and make more. I've gotten the work less thing down pretty well, but the making more part eludes me. One day.

Well kids, I'm boring this morning. All work and no play makes tornwordo a dull boy. Here watch this cute video of Georgie with me instead of reading more of my drivel.

Eat hot death...

This is how he looked most of the day yesterday. Holding his paw up like that because he hurt it somehow. We were just walking along in the park when suddenly he started shrieking and then lay down on his back. He refused to walk on his paw though when I manipulated it, I could see no injury and he didn't cry louder. Weird. Of course this happened at the point that was the very farthest from home on our long walk. I had to carry him all the way back. I felt so bad for the little guy and also helpless but I also know these things often just work themselves out. Which is of course what happened. I did give him half an aspirin in the afternoon and by dinnertime, he started walking normally again.

We saw Inception. Meh. Neither of us was blown away, maybe the hype jaded us. Oh we both liked it but agreed that the bang bang gunniness over and over was a bit much. More interesting to me that day was the amazing tropical downpours that we had. We got 3.03 inches of rain at our house, more than I think I've ever seen in a single day. It just poured and poured and didn't stop. It gave us a good chance to inspect the leaks in the garage. One looks like it's just a matter of putting a little Mighty Putty (shit really works dudes) on it while the other looks a little more complicated. Luckily it's just the garage so there's no rush.

While I was playing Scrabble (Literati on Yahoo) on line the other day, my opponent got a bit chatty because he got really lucky and beat me despite my way superior ranking. What I found strange was how he kind of introduced himself. "Boston here and I hate the messiah occupying the white house." Is this really how we identify ourselves now? By announcing whom we hate? I'm fairly sure that during the Bush years I never would have said, "Hi I'm Torn and I loathe the moron who stole the election." Oh sure it would have been true, I just never would have said it. When the guy learned that I lived in Canada, he immediately said, "You got that healthcare then." I remarked that, yes, it's run by the province and there's a second sales tax that pays for it so it probably comes out to the same thing out of pocket. His response? It can't be good if it's run by the government. My prejudice would lean the same way, but profit taking from my health care also seems like a conflict of interest. Private companies would certainly tend to better efficiency, but better health care I'm not so sure.

Best part of yesterday? Receiving a text from Em that read, "Eat hot death Christianist h8ers!" I knew Prop 8 had been overturned. Hopefully the Supreme Court will eventually uphold this overturning and settle this issue once and for all. Of course an overturning of the overturning is also possible which would be a dark day for all of us. Fingers crossed.

Two heaping helpings

That's the view from my weekend classroom.  My student just wants to practice speaking, no grammar or listening or pronunciation. This is a pretty easy gig since she's a big talker. The downtown core sure is sleepy on a Sunday morning though. Totally deserted.

This made me laugh. You're supposed to type the two words in order to prove your humanness. The best part is that I typed "text viper" and it worked! I hate that we have so many security hurdles to jump now as we run around playing on the internet. I totally see the necessity though. This year my email account has been hacked, my twitter account was hacked and lord knows what else. I tend to walk around in this pollyanna haze believing that everyone is good and that dangers are exaggerated in society. These internet experiences bring me back to Earth. My question is always "Why?" Why do people do bad things to others. Why? I suppose as much energy I spend trying not to harm others is matched by those expending energy to actually do the harm. I guess that's called balance. Cue the heavy sigh.

I did it! I successfully made my first paella. And it came out delicious too. We both had two heaping helpings of it. There was enough for 5 meals so we ate one, put one in the fridge and froze three. It cost $55 to make so that's not so bad considering how chock full o seafood and imported chorizo there is in it. Even though the browned kinda burny part on the bottom is supposed to be the best part, we didn't like it so much. Can't wait for lunch leftovers today! 

It wouldn't be a proper post without the Georgiemeister would it? He is so blobby in the summer. He'll get roused for walks and meals but the rest of the time it's sloth Georgie. I'm looking forward to cooler temps and more energy from him.

I've almost got caught up on the blogs, hopefully today I can get through most of the backlog. Of course there is new backlog from the time I've been trying to clear the backlog, a neverending cycle. It's Tuesday, cheap day at the cinema, so we are going to go see this Inception flick that everyone is buzzing about. It better be good since it's so long at 143 minutes. Later gaters!

Back to the salt mines

There he is. What a good boy he was while we were gone. No messes, no trouble for our friend Emilie and she even talked about how great his turds were compared to last time. She was talking solidity there. Funny how we don't bat an eye at discussing dog doo when human doo is so taboo.

I had a lovely birthday thank you. Serge took me to the Spain store and bought me pans, rice, saffron, chorizo (the real thing from Spain, not the local imitations) Manchego and real Serrano ham. Next week, I'll try my hand at a paella while the instructions are still relatively fresh in my head from when mommy made it last week. After the shopping, we had cocktail hour on the patio and then we went out to dinner. It was fun because we ran into father Tony and his husband.  I wish we had yakked more because I ended up punking out for the Montreal blogger meet-up with Joe my God and the gang. I was too tired last night and today I start a new contract. I know, I'll always be an amateur. I was in bed at 9:30. Maybe I'll get out tonight (always sounds much more of a possibility at this time of day than later) and run into them.

I think this is the first time I'll be working weekends in years. It's certainly the first teaching contract I've done on the weekend. I'm doing Saturday and Sunday 9-3 for four weeks. It will be strange being all alone in the glass skyscraper. I've got the special keys and the special card for access. I hope my student is fun. Y'all have a great weekend now!

Roadtrip recap

We had a great time despite it being rather expensive in this province during the "construction vacation". These are the two weeks when all the construction industry workers are off and many Quebeqois are traveling. Honestly, the last night we paid seventy bucks for a total fleabag motel. (We were desperate at that point.) We started out by going to Quebec city for a meet up with our friends that we met while in Cuba last December. We spent many hours noshing, drinking and laughing together. The next day we drove the whole isle d'orleans which is a big island in the St Lawrence river just North of Quebec City. This pic is from a stop we made. All our self taken couple pictures are looking the same lately so we decided to mix it up with one of us being more in the background. We picked up some local cheese and pate and a hot baguette (is there anything more divine?) and picnicked in the countryside.

If there were a staple of this roadtrip, it would be the churches. No matter the size of the village, the largest structure was inevitably a church. Often times the village cemetery was just next to it. We spotted very worn headstones of folks that had died in the mid 1800's. 

Our next stop was a couple of hours North where we stayed at the inn of Serge's long lost cousin. They hadn't seen each other in over 20 years. (Maybe that's why there was no family discount haha. Not that it was expected, well maybe a little.) There we had a lovely view overlooking the St Lawrence. This part of the "river" is mixed with the sea and there are tides and everything. It is about 18 kilometers across at this point. I thought the sign was funny. There really was a beach but it sure didn't look like it from the road.

The next day, mother nature was unkind. This was our big day for the cruise up the fjord, the tickets for which had been purchased weeks prior. It was freezing, gloomy, windy, raw and rainy. Like the rawest winter day in Los Angeles. Serge hadn't even brought a sweater or jacket with him so he ended up having to buy one.

See his new coat? They were so kind to sell him that for eighty bucks. After the cruise, we continued up the route du fjord to the town of Chicoutimi. This was the only day we didn't drive around with the top down. Too cold! I just can't believe we were cold in July. But as I've said before, I've been cold every month of the year up here.

Finally at the very end of the day, the sun came out. We walked down to the port from our hotel to look around.  We stayed at the Hotel Chicoutimi where we got drinks and breakfast included. The restaurant was a comedy of errors though. We wanted mussels but they were out and we ordered two vodka martinis and the server came back and told us they were out of vodka. It was so funny because the liquor store was 12 feet away across the street. We glanced that way through the window when he told us but he didn't get the joke. We took gin instead and he forgot to charge us for them. Oh and we asked for french fries but were told no because they were only served with the mussels, which they were out of. I suspected the usual asshole chef behind such a thing. I saw the server clear a burger plate with remnant fries from another table and he tried to shield my view. I know how these things work - surly chef and bad management do not a good restaurant make. Twas cheap though and that almost made up for it.

The next day was clear and beautiful. Our first stop was the little white house that you see above. This is the house that withstood the incredible flood of 1996 while everything around it was obliterated. Let me see if I can find some youtube footage of it. No youtube but a news archive video is pretty good. We took the little tour inside and walked around the site.

After that we toodled on up toward Lac St Jean. It was a spectacular day and the countryside was beautiful. I insisted on classical music during the drive. We had a little adventure too because the route was closed due to a terrible accident. We ended up taking a dirt farm road to get around it and it worked! We don't have GPS nor a map for those little dirt roads.

The next stop was a cavern that we visited. It's a bit of a hike to get there but the forest and rushing river and waterfalls were glorious. We took the guided tour of the cave, basically a 150 foot crack in the cliff, and saw the lone stalactite, a mere two inches. Limestone creates stalactites ten times faster than granite, so it was very small.

We made it to the lake. It is a pretty big one too. We toured a cheese museum which was fun but we were tired of the podunkness of it all. We always agree after these rural outings that we are city boys through and through. Time to head back home. This was where things got tricky. Every place was full! That's how we ended up in a gross motel in a logging town a couple hours South of the lake. La Tuque is a town I'm fairly sure I'll never see again.

I took a lot more pictures and once I get them loaded onto facebook I'll post the link here. We got back yesterday and life came crashing in all around us. The ugly news was that the government didn't receive one of our declarations and didn't cash the check. Spouse didn't notice that the check never got cashed so now it's time to pay the piper. The good but kinda ugly news is that I go back to work Saturday and it looks like I'll be pretty much employed through December now. I really wanted August off too, but in my business you don't say no to contracts because you never really know when the next one will come through. We still have one little junket left coming up in a couple of weeks. More on that later.

Today I celebrate my 45 years on the planet and Serge is taking me to dinner. Yay!

Grab a cuppa and sit a spell

I've only been home three days and now we're heading out tomorrow on a roadtrip! We're going to tule around la belle province. Tomorrow we'll stay in Quebec City and then we are going to the fjord up by Tadoussac and cruising around the Lac St Jean area for a couple days. Don't worry if you don't know these places, I didn't either until I moved here.

Lac St Jean is the blob of water North and slightly West of Quebec city. You can not see across the lake it is so vast, just to give you an idea of the area. Quebec is the largest province by area and is only slightly smaller than Alaska. (Though it has 11 times the population of Alaska.) Geography lesson /off.

Remember the diet pill scam I talked about last month? Well I canceled the orders the following day and also changed credit card accounts. Still, I received a bottle of pills called "Maximum Burn". Oh my sweet baby jesus on a pickle, they might as well have called it speed capsules. Yikes! I'm sure these things do work for weight loss since my heart palpitated well into the night. I don't like the feeling though, a little coffee is enough palpitation for me. Of course after I felt the strong effects, I researched the ingredients (yes, the wise among us would have done that before ingestion) and there is one that is essentially the same as ephedrine, the substance banned years ago from these kinds of supplements. There's more to this story though. I checked my credit card balance since we're about to head out on a roadtrip and there was a new charge from a differently named company for a buck and a half. WTF? I called the credit card company to dispute the charge and inquire how it was possible that a merchant could charge something to the new credit card number when I hadn't given them the number. Get this. The lady told me that they update the information to merchants. What? I clarified, "You mean you gave out my new number to a merchant without my consent?" Not only was the answer affirmative, but the onus was on me to find, print up and fax proof of my canceling with these companies. You can probably guess what I did. Yes, eighty-sixed that credit card. Not only that but CIBC will never have a shred of business from us again. Sheesh! (You would have laughed when I cancelled - "We are very disappointed to see you go, before we cancel your account can you let us know your reason for leaving?" "Because you're giving out my new credit card number to internet scam merchants, that's why!")

I have a perplexion lately. See I carry around a Chapstick in my pocket and every time I use it, it is way out of its sheath (think Georgie peen). I don't understand. Is it the heat or is the thing turning in my pocket or what? It bothers me every time because it doesn't make any sense!

Does everyone know about Father Tony's quest to be the travel guru for gaytravel.com? I've voted for him, now have you? He would be eternally grateful for your support. All you've got to do is register (free, painless) and then vote for him at this link.  I'll be seeing Father Tony next week it seems as he and Joe from Joemygod are coming up here to cover the DiverCite festival.

Sometimes I'm reminded about the homophobia in the world from the oddest places. I've got a video on Youtube that I took of a guy who was stuck in the snow. I don't know why but it's had thousands of views with people commenting on the car and if it's 2 or four wheel drive. Several of the comments though are like this latest, "I think your (sic) a homo." Well how astute of you sir. I can remember a lifetime ago when those words would have stung me with shame, but now it just makes me marvel at the long road we still have to go in being accepted in society. Of course I watch the video and try to figure out what gave me away. It's not that mincy is it?

Look what we discovered this morning. We were both woken up at three in the morning to slamming doors. Turns out the girl (in nude dancer's old apartment, questionable energy up there) was having some kind of altercation with her boyfriend or ex-boyfriend. I could hear him yelling and her crying. Apparently when he stormed out, he punched these holes in the wall in the common area passageway. What the hell is wrong with people? Serge wanted to call the police while it was going on but I convinced him to text her instead. She wrote back, don't worry I'll handle it. You'll pay for it too if I have anything to say about it.

Okay, I haven't even begun to get around to the blog buddies and now we're headed out again. I'll have to rectify that when we get back. Did I tell you about the unemployment? I got approved but of course don't get paid for the time I was in California. That was funny too. When I filled out the form on line, I was told that I must call a certain number to clarify my reasons for "not being available to work". Well the number they gave me didn't work from the US though they didn't mention that. So I tried and tried in vain with a capital V. Finally I tried different numbers and the one to "change your direct deposit information" worked. Then I got a contract that starts next weekend so I probably won't get but about 7 days of benefits. It's funny, I'll work enough to not get benefits but I won't make as much as if I didn't work at all and just collected. Of course I'm going to take the contract, but I'm sure many others in my situation don't. Wow, I started to sound conservative there didn't I? Damn freeloaders, get off of my lawn!

Okay kids, I'll try to post from the road somewhere but if I can't, I'll be back next Thursday! Ciao and peace out!

Smattering of Vacay Photos

Three generations right there. It was great to see dad and grandma.  We had a nice lunch at California Pizza Kitchen and then walked around the mall. Dad bought a whole box of See's candy. Not only was I never hungry during the trip, I was frequently painfully stuffed. I weighed myself this morning. Up four pounds. Now I know why kings are fat.

After I had been there a few days at camp mommy, we got on a plane and headed up to San Francisco to see the baby brother. Mom and I went on a very long walk across the city and when we were crossing  a street somewhere, bam, there was the Transamerica building. It was neat, we walked from Soma to Fisherman's Wharf and then over to the Palace of Fine Arts. There was a magic bus that took us from there all the way back to our hotel.

Mom and I at the Palace of Fine Arts. On the bus ride back, we passed through Chinatown and it really was like a different country suddenly. Pushing and shoving became the norm for several stops. Mom and I had seats and just watched. So interesting how something is so taboo in our culture while so ordinary in theirs.

The real Sticky Crows. I love those but don't eat them anymore for various reasons. Fear of dislodged dental work for one.  This was after meeting up with a friend from high school whom I hadn't seen in over 20 years. We both agreed that we had changed little.

Mom and I took another junket to Vegas during my stay.  Remember I had received an invite from the Venetian for some free night with free gambling money. While in search of lower priced vittles, we came across this kiosk peddling the monstrocities you see above. If I had to choose, I'd take the fried pickles. I'm still curious about those.

The rooms at the Venetian are gorgeous. All suites with a step down living room, three flat screen tvs and an interesting view from our room reflected in the other tower. They totally lost money on our stay. I played the $75 they gave me and cashed out the $42 in winnings, took the free room and bought a couple of coffees. The last night mom sprang for a nice dinner in which we had foie gras, yum! Oh and I took her to see Ka, an amazing show by Cirque du Soleil. The stage is an engineering marvel and the scenes they created were like works of art. If you ever get a chance, I highly recommend it.

Last Saturday was the big hike. Dad and I took the chairlift to the ski area at Mt Baldy and then hiked to the summit.  It was a beautiful day, a bit hot and there were some amazing views on the way up. At one point, if you slipped and fell off the 18 inch wide trail to the right, you died, and if you slipped off to the left, you died. It's rather scary when someone is coming the other direction and you have to pass each other.

We made it to the top! It wasn't easy. 3.2 miles up and 3.2 miles back. The last part, dubbed heartbreak hill, was grueling. You cannot make it to the top without suffering, but that makes it even more worth it in my book. My legs were cathedrals of pain the next day. Dad said I should be fine since I regularly do squats, but as I reminded him, I don't do them 5 hours at a time. I was old man for two days following the hike.

The last day, mom made (and showed me how to make) paella. Oh my but it was good. In the next couple of weeks, I'm going to give it a try. Now where can I find a paella pan? I already know where to get the paella rice, which is essential. Oh and I wish I had picked up some saffron while I was in Spain. You pay through the nose for that shit here.

I made it home yesterday with the haul you see above. Plus the quilt seen in the next photo. I had a little skirmish in the airport in Toronto. Some lady, when arriving at the immigration entry, stopped right where you were supposed to go and choose a line. It was just like the idiots who stop at the top of an escalator to look at a map. I squeezed around her little girl and picked a line. She called out to me, "We were here before you!" I replied, "There's 20 lines, pick one!" She then said, "Well you could have said excuse me.!" I rolled my eyes and said, "Oh shut UP!" and turned and approached the immigration officer. Honestly, I just spent two weeks with my mother, I don't need another one, lol.

Georgie was so happy to see me, he cried and cried. Later he fell asleep next to the quilt. I really missed him and I think he missed me too. He started whining for our regular 8:30am walk right on time this morning.

Happy to be home for a few days before our road trip. More on that to come.

Mid vacay update

I know it's been too long since I've checked in but power relaxing takes up so much energy, I have little to check in and update.  When I got here, mom presented me with the fabulous quilt you see. Actually it's just a small part of the quilt but it's so cool how she embroidered little Georgies into the design. The colors will be perfect for our living room. We may even hang it on the wall for a while.

It was so cold when I got here. Cold for July anyway. Drizzly and mid sixties. Yuck! I didn't even pack a sweater or a jacket so I had to borrow one. It was a nice break from the hideous heat wave of death back in the East but it's July for pete's sake, it's supposed to be warm at the very least.

I had a chance to meet my dad's new dog. Actually I don't think it's a permanent member to his family (he's already got two) but it was so cute. It's kind of like a cross between a chihuahua and a daschund or maybe a beagle. So loving though. Anybody wanna adopt? Serge would kill (KILL!) me if I brought her home, but Georgie wouldn't mind I'm sure.

On Friday, I went up with the family to San Francisco. We stayed at the Intercontinental where my old friend works. We haven't seen each other in at least 5 years, but we were inseperable in high school. It was fun to reconnect over cocktails and dinner. I think it's time to ditch that shirt but it has special meaning. I found it in a $2 bin at a sidewalk sale about 5 years ago. I wish I had bought a dozen.

I have the usual pictures from San Francisco - bridges, cable cars and skylines but I thought this shot came out neat so I'm posting it. When I get home on the 20th I'll post some others I'm sure. Or perhaps they'll show up on facebook. Hard to tell with me.

Our last night in San Francisco with the family. My brother lives up there, hence our visit. We got pretty snockered the last night after Spain won the world cup. The Spanish restaurants were stupid packed but Mexican food is practically as honorable. Mom and I are such geeks in this photo, but that's why I likes it.

I'm home for another day and then mom and I are driving out to Vegas for a couple days. We're gonna see a taping of Wheel of Fortune and take in Ka, the cirque du soleil show. Spend a few bucks gambling too I'm sure. It's supposed to be something like 100 zillion degrees so we'll be sticking inside for the most part.

I'm sure there's more but I'm being called down to dinner. Oh how I love camp mommy. Don't have to lift a finger and get to eat like a king. I definitely see diet in my future. Have a great week peeps, I know I will~!

Weekend update and toodles

That's his new thing there. He runs around at the doggie park and then when it's time to walk home, he stops at every shady spot and lies down. He will literally go limp when I tug on the leash and let me drag him while he gives me the stinkeye. Yesterday it was really hot so I took the car to the doggie park to avoid this behaviour but he still did it on the way to the car. He doesn't like the heat much, he's much livelier in cold weather.

Our friend Ida who lives in the sticks came to town for a little hubby free vacation and dragged Serge and me and Daniel out on the town. We started down in the village to stroll through the arts festival and we were mesmerized by the glassblower. It's just so weird to see it bend.

A little further up the street there was a guy doing body painting. Except for the swimtrunks, it's all paint. It reminded me of a living cartoon. I have another shot where all the men on the adjacent bar patio are ogling him. It's kind of pathetic though.

We decided to seek out an old Vietnamese restaurant we used to haunt many years ago. The appetizer (entrée in French) section cracked me up. They did their homework and looked up the word in the dictionary. Entrée does indeed mean entrance; however, they needed to scroll down to meaning number two in the dictionary. Pork meat is funny too. Like saying beef meat.

Daniel's not in the picture since he forbids me posting him here. He did take the picture but only after fruiting around with the zoom ten times. Hence the thinly veiled irritation on our faces. Well not mine, but I'm faking it. This is down at the jazz festival where we walked around enjoying the free shows for a while. I get uncomfortable around crowds though. It was at the jazz festival 15 years ago where I panicked when the crowd all decided to move from one venue to another and I got trapped in the flow. I ended up climbing a fence to get out. Ever since then I've been leery of any place where there are tons of people and I'm always surveying my exit strategy and making sure I'm at the fringes and not in the middle of the crowd. It might be construed as a personality defect, like being a Republican or being a smoker. We've all got one or two, right?

Although the lighting is not ideal, I love love love this picture. My stoic boys.Yesterday was a quiet day. We puttered around the house and I got the laundry done and started packing for my trip. Today I've got to go to the bank and get some US dollars. In honor of the fourth of July, I had a hot dog for lunch. That pic is posted on Facebook as many of you know. Here's another one that makes me laugh.

I won't be posting as regularly over the next two weeks because I'm on vacation from my vacation. What? Well I'm heading out to California for my annual summer visit. I'll post from there at least a couple of times but I probably will be largely absent from the blogosphere. I look forward to disconnecting a bit. Don't miss me too much now!

Snippets

* And just how would you caption that?

* That Vermont shirt he is wearing in the photo I got for one dollar! At the sidewalk sale there was a bin where everything was a dollar and you know those kinds of things are like the flame to my inner moth so I ruffled through it and realized nothing was in my size. There was plenty in Serge's size though. Turns out he loves that shirt and wishes I had bought more. I'll make a spendthrift out of him yet.

* The mother-in-law's surgery went flawlessly and the good news is that the cancer is stage one (for the moment, have to wait for the tumor analysis) and they think they got it all out and she's recovering nicely. Did you know that it costs $12 a day for the tv to work in your cubicle at the hospital? That surprised me, but I guess when the medical care is free, they've got to find ways to offset costs.

* As for the utensil dilemma from the last post, there doesn't seem to be a consensus. I'm going to try to get him to make the steak knives and butcher knives pointing down. The rest doesn't bother me much.

* Yesterday was a big milestone for me (as noted on Facebook) as it was 2 years cigarette free for this boy. I love everything about being a non-smoker except for the 20 extra pounds. That said, I actually look more normal now. Whenever I look at other 45 year olds, by and large there has been some middle aged spread.

* The magazine picture of Serge and I was taken (to answer commenter queries) separately of him and me. The bubbles were a pain in the ass! I'm surprised they got two shots as well as they did. While one of us posed the other plus the assistant photographer madly blew bubbles as fast as possible. It's not as easy as you think! And we got covered with liquid soap in the process. You should have seen our shoes.

* I'm getty giddy about my upcoming California trip. I'm taking the new Air Canada flight into John Wayne airport. (Much more convenient for me than LAX) I've got to connect in Toronto but that's easy. Air Canada is great because you don't have to worry about checked bag charges and they have those free personal video systems in the seats like JetBlue does.

* I think Georgie needs to be enrolled in a 12 step program. Shiteaters anonymous.

* It's not supposed to rain the next few days so I'm going to waterseal all the patios and balconies at the other building today. See how fun landlording is?

* Here's wishing a nice long holiday weekend to my American peeps. In honor of the 4th, I will be making hotdogs on the grill and thinking of y'all. Later gaters!