Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Leg Guitar - Round 3

Perhaps I should start a theme blog, like Allison and her knitting, except my theme would be leg guitars. It's hard not to feel inspired when gazing upon a once in a lifetime find such as this. Behold!


*Many thanks to Lesley for making this magical moment possible.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Happy First B-Day, Bloggie!

Well my first blog post was written from a hotel room in Fort McMurray, AB. Tonight, one year later, the circumstances are similar as I write from my hotel room in Dawson Creek, BC, but my situation is drastically different. I think a little reflection is healthy, and the past year has brought about many changes: I moved half way across the country, traveled all over Canada and the US, got a promotion, and celebrated the marriages and engagements of some of my closest friends. But most importantly, I've learned how to take responsibility for my happiness and be comfortable in my own skin (some things just always sound better in French). My life is still chaotic, and I still endeavor to manouver through it with all the grace I can muster.

Happy Birthday, GC, I look forward to seeing where we'll be next year!

Monday, September 10, 2007

A burning question

Children's favourite street,
Roasted, stir-fried, Asian treat,
Bun decoration.

Ever wonder where sesame seeds come from? If you haven't then you've obviously missed out on the comedic stylings of Mitch Hedberg (R.I.P.) and the chance to be made to feel like the fool in a group of people pretending to know the answer. If you're like me and hate not knowing things, let me enlighten you with this:
That, my friends, is a sesame. Don't say I never taught you anything.

P.S. Happy 50th post, GC!

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Ben to Shine

Step 1: Go to Lollapalooza in Chicago and have a wicked time.
Step 2: Get delayed at O'Hare, miss your connecting flight, and get stranded in Toronto.
Step 3: Run into Ben Harper and snap this shot.

Monday, July 30, 2007

Leg Guitar - Round 2

I was thinking of the best way to spread the word about my favourite dance move and then it hit me - a calendar! Here's my beautiful friend Allison as the the model for May:
And here's my submission for July:If anyone else has let guitar shots, send them my way!

Thursday, June 28, 2007

The Single Tax

I've been unattached for 10 months now and have recently noticed a disturbing trend in the way we singletons are being discriminated against. When I realised how oblivious I had been to these injustices I started examining various events that I had previously brushed off as "awkward" and "shitty." In my ruminations I discovered a startling truth: Single people are being taxed for their lifestyle choice! Let's look at the evidence:

Case 1: The Sporting Event
I am invited to a CFL football game by a friend and her boyfriend. They tell me there are cheap tickets; only $12.50. I say count me in. The catch is that the tickets are actually only sold in packets of TWO for $25.

Single tax: $12.50

Case 2: The Social Club

My friend Aaron (also a leper, er, single) and I are both new to Calgary and we decide that a great way to meet new people while exercising and enjoying the gorgeous natural wonders is to join a hiking club. While filling out our forms we notice that a summer membership for 1 is $35, while couples are invited to join for $50.

Single tax: $10

Case 3: The Vacation
The invitation arrives in the mail for my cousin's wedding at a resort in Mexico. Sand, sun, drinks... what could be better? My parents will be paying $2000 for their room, while dateless me will shell out $1350.

Single tax: $350

Don't get me wrong I know that my partner-less existence costs more in rent, bills, partying, etc. and I gladly pay that price for my independence. However, if there's something I love almost as much as my freedom, its my money. I wonder if I'll eventually be motivated to find a boyfriend out of love or poverty?

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

I did this!

This weekend I felt totally empowered when I bought a bike AND a bike rack and manged to assemble and mount everything all by myself in the parking lot. For someone who can be a bit of a princess when it comes to doing things myself it was a big achievement. If fact, I felt sort of like how I would imagine a new mom would feel bringing home her first born... I checked and rechecked the straps on the rack, making sure everything was properly tightened and secure. I was so nervous I drove incredibly cautiously and kept looking in the rear view mirror to make sure the bike hadn't, you know, fallen off the back of the car. Ok, maybe that part wasn't so much like having a baby. But I'm sure everyone will be glad to know we both made it home fine and are doing well.*It should be noted that the sense of pride and above picture were only realised when I actually pulled into my parking spot. Phew!

Friday, June 01, 2007

Drunk in FM

Drunk + Ft. McMurray + internet = ?

Friday, May 25, 2007

So we think we can dance

Shining like the sun
In their hearts and in their eyes
Two flames burn as one

I attended my first Sudbury wedding last weekend! That is to say the wedding was for a friend of mine from Sudbury, although it took place in Toronto. My parents were invited, much to my delight, because it allowed us to capture this Kodak moment:
*Mom and me raising the roof.

Most people have a really close group of high school friends that met in Grade 9, suffered through the awkwardness of adolescence together, cried while that Green Day song played at their graduation, and basically cemented life long friendships.

Well my experience varied slightly. Having gone to three different high schools I didn't have the luxury of gossiping in homeroom with my best friend every morning or eating lunch at the same "our table" every day for 5 years. Instead I met, through various means, four amazing girls, now grown into incredible women, and we did things a little differently. We formed a band.

A punk rock band.

A punk rock band named B-OTCH.

Luckily that experience (more than skipping algebra class to smoke behind the quad) has knit the 5 of us together forever. And now, sniff sniff, the first member of the B-OTCH crew is hitched! But we didn't lose a friend... We gained a triangle player. Congratulations Allie and Costin!*B-OTCH: Bree (guitar); Amy (keyboards, vocals); Allison (vocals); Carrice (bass guitar); Me (drums, sort of).

Editor's Note: Stayed tuned for another picture of the bride that deserves its own post entirely.

Monday, May 14, 2007

All My Ex's Live In...

Armed with a pocket full of American quarters for toll roads and a couple wrinkled Google maps to orient myself, I hit up Texas for the weekend. My rental car and I quickly became best friends, until the radio station insisted on playing Nickleback every 3rd song. I can't believe Americans won't take our beef but they'll gobble up our crappy yowler bands. But I quickly cheered myself up with a new hat:
I checked out Crystal Beach on the Bolivar Peninsula, only to discover that everbody just drives their cars, sorry, trucks all over the beach, which grossed me out from an ecological point of view, but I started to see the benefits when this guy rolled up with his tastey frozen treats:
The child-nerd in me spent way too much time at the Johnson Space Centre hanging out (that one was for Allie) with this guy:
If only I didn't just see a news piece about girls getting botox for prom to sour my lovin' feelings for the Lone Star State.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Being busy is boring

Edmonton, Houston,
Toronto, Victoria.
Maybe May is full?

Travel sure can make the days seem too short, but I like to keep busy so I've (over) scheduled myself this month. Or maybe I'm just worried that my new age (27) will start to slow me down? So that would mean I'm (over) compensating (with brackets?) for insecurities this month!

Friday, April 27, 2007

Memoires of Edmonton

I was in Edmonton for work this week and managed to entertain myself by walking around downtown with my camera! Here's a picture my boyfriend the timer took of me:
I thought this sign was funny, do most people walk faster than 30 km/h?
If so, you'd better slow the f**k down on the legislature grounds!
Another one of me, but timer needs to learn how to zoom.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Too friendly

My co-worker just told me I'm "too friendly" because I chatted with the drunk, homeless man at the mailbox when mailing my letters just now. Is there such a thing as too friendly? Is there a politically correct term for "homeless man"?

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Introducing the Leg Guitar

I plan on single-handedly bringing this skilled and legitimate dance move to entire new demographic.
*Pictured above is the seated version of the leg guitar, I will endeavor to capture the elusive standing leg guitar on film.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Home town pride

I went to a live taping of comedy shorts last night with some old friends from Sudbury and of course a lot of the jokes were making fun of Calgary, but especially ripping into Edmonton, with whom they have a massive rivalry. I'm not used to this, seeing as Toronto was always too self-absorbed to care what any other cities thought of it.

Now, I know it's a faux pas to try to repeat comedians jokes because they're never as funny when you're not in the moment, but I thought this one might translate ok:

"At the Calgary Stampede we have a great petting zoo where all the kids can come and play with the Animals.

At the Edmonton Klondike Days they have a heavy petting zoo. It's called the Beer Tent."

Editor's Note: Sorry for the all text post. I will have home internet (and, inshallah, furniture) as of this Friday, so pictures will be forthright!

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

What 3,500 kms looks like

Divided highway.
Rocks & trees bleed into plains.
Homeless heart drives on.

I made it! But how's this for foreshadowing: my first act on Alberta soil was to wipe out on some ice:

and my first experience in the City of Calgary was to have my car towed:

Good thing I'm learning not to take anything (ie. LIFE!) too seriously!

Saturday, March 31, 2007

Day 1: Toronto to Sault Ste. Marie

On the way to Sudbury we had to stop for this quintessential road trip photo:
Our accomodations in the Sault (aka Rick and Jeanette's new house!)

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

The couch equation (a.k.a. I'm moving to Calgary!)

I was amazed when my couch actually squeezed into my apartment the first time, apparently breaking all the laws of physics. Needless to say, I was worried about reversing the equation. Would it require some creative calculations? Crazy quadratics? Was it even possible? I needn't have worried. Below, I present the very tidy solution:


Now my couch (and everything else I own) is waiting patiently in the dark, on this 18 wheeler, until it begins its journey, hurtling silently across the country to its destination: CALGARY!

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Gong Show

I know bachelorette parties are supposed to be crazy, but when you have a friend like Brianne you end up with cakes like this:
And transportation like this:
And pictures of the bride-to-be like this:
And, of course, mornings like this:

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

I got ROCKED: A Musical Review

My neighbour Michelle scored me a free ticket to go see the invitation dress rehearsal of "We Will Rock You". I had a fleeting thought of refusing it on account of "it's a week night" and "I'll get home late." But then I snapped out of it with the logic that I'll have plenty of time to sleep when I'm dead. Or married. Whichever comes first.

Fueled by a bag of heart smart potato chips (?), I headed downtown:
A lady in line told me she'd seen another production and that it had no story line, just a lot of songs. How wrong she was! The whole thing is set in the future, when all music is computer generated and controlled by an evil, all powerful corporation. The downfall of rock and roll is traced back to our current day and attributed the popularity of American Idol. The protagonist rebels (Bohemians) had to bring back rock (the rhapsody).

I love it.

I know nothing about show biz so it's pretty easy to impress me, but I thought the costumes (alternately punk rock sexy and robot androgynous) and singing were top notch. Not to mention that the cute lead was Quebecois and had the most endearing accent. My absolute favourite numbers were Another One Bites the Dust, Only the Good Die Young, and I want it All, but they were all good. There were plenty of pop culture (Britney's bald head) and Toronto (Maple Leaf Gardens) references for those urban aficionados out there.

But be warned! If you have the luck to see a performance, you may be inexplicably drawn to the merch table. I was:

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Rarer than Bigfoot

Midget Beetlejuice
Entertaining drunk gringos
When is your Spring Break?

There are certain things in this world that are so strange, so bizarre, you can not believe what your eyes are seeing even when it is right in front of your face. Luckily I was able to clear my head just long enough to take a picture of just such an event I witnessed last week at a bar in Cancun:

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Mexican or Mexican't?

People who know me have probably noticed that I've become a little more "girly" in the last 6 months... But who knew it could ever come to this:

That's right, this is everthing I'm bringing for my ONE WEEK vacation to Mexico... Someone needs to stop me before it gets completely out of control!

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Organized Rhyme

March coming in like a lion? You ain't got nothing on these guys.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Pet Peeve #1

I don't rant very often but I feel that someone needs to take up the good fight on this one. When did it ever become a good idea to phrase a sentence with the following structure: "Not to... but..." You know, like "Not to offend you, but your body odour makes my eyes water". People: if you are going to consciously, openly offend/disapoint/insult/judge something just do it! Or don't say anything! Announcing that you are about to hurt someone's feelings and then doing it anyway has got to be against some sort of city bylaw.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

The Perfect Break-up

Well it happened again. Another relationship comes to an end leaves each party feeling a little empty, even if I believe I'm in a better place now. We were together for only 9 months and in that time we shared some great moments; laughter and tears and everything in between. He never failed to be there when I needed him and he was great at remembering to deliver my messages. But in the end he just didn't have everything I needed from him. Well, that and he had no bundle option.

I think this card exhibits a very mature attitude, although it does creep me out a bit. Perhaps all break-ups should be covered by the "no contact for 3 months rule".

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Me, Mom & Chuck

Valentine's day. Single. Recipe for disaster? Not when your Mom comes over to keep you company and ends up showing you things like this on "the YouTube". If you're not familiar with Chuck Berry, prepare to be entertained:

Monday, February 05, 2007

The American Dream

One, Two, Three, Four, I declare a chilli war!
There is only one way to celebrate the superbowl: EXCESSIVELY. This year my friends Lesley and Naveen hosted a party with the theme "America, F*ck ya!" to truly get everyone in the spirit of overconsuming. The feature event (besides the football game in HD, of course) was the chilli cook-off. There were six entries that ranged from vegetarian to all meat, bland to spicy. I managed to sample a healthy portion of each one... Leading me to believe that you can actually get stoned off of too much meat. After we were sufficiently gorged, a fuzzy, glazed look settled over everyone. Or maybe that was just my meat high talking?Dude, that was some bitchin' Korean BBQ!

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

How to get along

In this day of warring countries, embittered politicians, jaded youth, changing climates, fallen idols, broken homes, doped-up atheletes, and unbelievably bad tv shows its nice to see two opinionated individuals put aside their differences and walk a kilometer in another fan's jersey.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Learning to fly

I used to give a lot of credit to one person in my life for my happiness. Whatever I achieved, whenever I succeeded, I downplayed it or I praised someone else.

Reflecting on this has lead me to this new outlook (steel yourself for the fromage metaphor): I imagine that we were flying and I was so scared to ever let go because I thought I'd go tumbling to the ground if I didn't have him to hang on to. But when it happened, when I detached myself, I faltered, but I didn't fall. And now that I'm able to stop and look around, I can see why: I have my own wings, and they're what keep me here.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Halloween in January

I love dressing up any time of year, as evidenced in this photo. I was even inspired to write this haiku*:

Pretty girl in white,
will it ever be your turn?
Only time will tell.

*To be read with a healthy dose of irony.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Foot-in-Mouth Disease

Picture this: We're in the cab between bars on Saturday night. I'm sitting in the front because for some reason when I've been drinking I love riding shotgun in the cab. Anyways, I say to the cabbie "Thanks for taking us downtown, sir" to which he mumbles something (remember I'm drunk) and calls me ma'am! I was kinda jokingly insulted and I said "oh no, I'm not a Ma'am, I'm a Miss!" At this point my three friends (also drunk) are killing themselves laughing in the back, so I ask them what's so funny, but they're laughing too hard and just shaking their heads saying "we'll tell you later."

So we finally get to a bar and I'm dying to know: What is so funny? It is this: The cab driver was a woman. She was actually correcting me when I thought she was calling me Ma'am. How BRUTAL is that?

On a less embarrassing note, I'd like you to meet my new boyfriend:

This is Roy, he was our entertainment at the Christmas party I was at. He also did Elvis, but I was raised on Roy Orbison so he's got a special place in my heart.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

10 reasons why

... my iPod is better than a boyfriend.

10. My iPod encourages me to get out and exercise.
9. My iPod does whatever I tell him to do.
8. My iPod can come with me to work and nobody thinks that's weird.
7. My iPod will wear the outfits I buy him (BONUS: we can match!).
6. My iPod and I have unlimited options for "our song".
5. My iPod has a great memory.
4. My iPod goes wherever I want.
3. My iPod is so easy to shop for.
2. My iPod can accommodate all my mood swings (BONUS: with no complaining!)

And the #1 reason my iPod is better than a boyfriend:

I control when he's turned on!

*Me and jPod hangin' on the couch on a lazy Sunday afternoon.

Monday, January 01, 2007

NYE @ the Maddy

Countdown to midnight,
Drinking, dancing all night long.
Red and black diva!

The Madison actually provided a pretty decent place to rock NYE '07. Since I got an entire day of shopping when I was in Victoria for the Christmas holidays I had to time to put together this pimpin' outfit:

I thought the dress was too low cut, but the sales clerk assured me that "cleavage is in." I wasn't aware that it was ever out.

Music options for the evening included cheeze dance music (provided by a belly shirt wearing cougar), live Irish type band and of course the beloved Piano Man! He is so awesome its scary. The dinner crowd was older, but once they opened the doors to the public it was mayhem! Ahh drunken frat boys, when will you learn that:

a) impersonating your favourite movie character (Borat) is not the way to pick up girls; and

b) nobody thinks you are cool when you start fights, mouth off to bouncers and get your drunken ass kicked out of the bar.