Where to start with camp? There is so much to tell. I don't even know what order things happened in. Alright, so it rained a lot so we ended up doing a bunch indoors but made use of the outdoors as well. Rain or shine, we were rockin' it.
At one point we did skits. They did not have to follow any specific theme or anything. My boys and I re-enacted and modified two movies: Star Wars: Episode V and Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. In Star Wars, Darth Vader got kicked in the dick, I mean, groin (that was part of it). He was also wearing an Optimus Prime voice changing helmet. Snow White's Seven Dwarves diminished to Six because we were in need of a witch. I played Snow White and received an academy nomination for lead role. A few days later, the counsellors were sold as slaves and given to the campers to make look how they pleased. A group of girls purchased me and took my Snow White role to heart. They put mascara all through my beard and eyelashes and eye brows. They also made use of eye shadow and eye liner in creative ways. And for some reason my nose was blue. They tried to put me in a dress but I would not fit. They also tried to put a bra on me but I figured the female counsellor that it belonged to would not like me wearing her underwear. They also tried to give me breasts but it was outlawed (Thank the Lord). Movies, Deathball, Waterpark, etc. Camp was great. My boys stayed up late the first night and were out for the rest of the nights of the week. Awesome! There is far too much to explain in this itty bitty space of internet.
On to my beard. Sadly, he passed away this morning. He was outlived by his son who has inherited my face. I was going to take a picture of the carnage but a proper burial was not carried out and the whiskers were lost. Young beard is small and shy. He likes long walks in the rain as his father did but he is not as accomodating for fingers to run through. Older pictures of his father will be posted at a later date. As well as pictures of the newly reigning son.
P.S. Deep fried mars bars are delicious! They're like. . .a melted mars bar with a donut wrapped around.
P.P.S. A pair of threes?!!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
A Trip Into the Wild
I returned just a couple of hours ago from my epic adventure. I went camping out by the river in the country near Aberdeen. Somehow I found a little area that was perfect for camping. Turns out, I was not the only one who knew. People visited once in a while but never stayed very long. Some just drove down and then back up once they saw me. I would tell you some stories but I need to tell you more about the trip first. Sets it up well.
Lets start where I started. I set up my tent almost immediately (not sure why because I got there near 12pm and I would not be sleeping soon). Unfortunately, a little later, while I was on a walk one of the tent poles snapped. It had been raining pretty hard and I was enjoying it but apparently the tent had not. I took down the tent and left it to dry (since the sun was out again full power). I decided to sleep in my car because there was little choice left. I could have slept out in the open but. . .well, I didn't. A while before I went to bed a vehicle drove in. It was a bunch of teenagers. They asked if I liked to party, offered me a beer, and told me that when they saw my shoes beside the car and the trunk open they thought I was having sex with a girl. . .odd. I explained to them that it was just me and I was reading. They asked if I was "getting away from it all" and I agreed.
Being beside the river, I figured it would be a waste not to jump in. It was pretty darn hot and I needed to cool off. I bathed in the river too. I left my shorts on though. The bathing part mostly came because I shampooed. No one came during those times. I was thinking of swimming across but the current seemed a tad stong.
I did a lot of reading while I was out there. Much of the time while I read I had my feet in the water. I love the feeling. Also the feeling of sand between my toes. When I was on a walk I found some sand bars and they were great.
I was getting a little annoyed with having to re-apply sunscreen after going in the water so I did not put any on after my last time in the water. It was only a little before I left so I figured it was not a big deal. I got sunburn on my back because of it (yes, I was shirtless). I also got sunburn on my feet. I cannot say I have experienced that before. I did not notice my feet were burnt until I had a shower (I do not know why I had a HOT shower).
I had found the website with a daily prayer schedule and I printed out the stuff for the time I was away. I enjoyed that very much. Though I did not like the fact that the wind was trying to take my papers away. Two pages got wet but the sun did well with drying them.
I made fires to cook my food and that went pretty well. I started the first witha lighter but the rest were just started with the remnants of the previous fire. I was surprised when it started smoking when I was putting stuff on it in the morning. I thought I would have to use the lighter again. There was plenty of wood around though. I spent some time gathering wood for the fire.
This is pretty long already so I think that is a pretty good explanation. Overall, most of my time was spent reading.
Lets start where I started. I set up my tent almost immediately (not sure why because I got there near 12pm and I would not be sleeping soon). Unfortunately, a little later, while I was on a walk one of the tent poles snapped. It had been raining pretty hard and I was enjoying it but apparently the tent had not. I took down the tent and left it to dry (since the sun was out again full power). I decided to sleep in my car because there was little choice left. I could have slept out in the open but. . .well, I didn't. A while before I went to bed a vehicle drove in. It was a bunch of teenagers. They asked if I liked to party, offered me a beer, and told me that when they saw my shoes beside the car and the trunk open they thought I was having sex with a girl. . .odd. I explained to them that it was just me and I was reading. They asked if I was "getting away from it all" and I agreed.
Being beside the river, I figured it would be a waste not to jump in. It was pretty darn hot and I needed to cool off. I bathed in the river too. I left my shorts on though. The bathing part mostly came because I shampooed. No one came during those times. I was thinking of swimming across but the current seemed a tad stong.
I did a lot of reading while I was out there. Much of the time while I read I had my feet in the water. I love the feeling. Also the feeling of sand between my toes. When I was on a walk I found some sand bars and they were great.
I was getting a little annoyed with having to re-apply sunscreen after going in the water so I did not put any on after my last time in the water. It was only a little before I left so I figured it was not a big deal. I got sunburn on my back because of it (yes, I was shirtless). I also got sunburn on my feet. I cannot say I have experienced that before. I did not notice my feet were burnt until I had a shower (I do not know why I had a HOT shower).
I had found the website with a daily prayer schedule and I printed out the stuff for the time I was away. I enjoyed that very much. Though I did not like the fact that the wind was trying to take my papers away. Two pages got wet but the sun did well with drying them.
I made fires to cook my food and that went pretty well. I started the first witha lighter but the rest were just started with the remnants of the previous fire. I was surprised when it started smoking when I was putting stuff on it in the morning. I thought I would have to use the lighter again. There was plenty of wood around though. I spent some time gathering wood for the fire.
This is pretty long already so I think that is a pretty good explanation. Overall, most of my time was spent reading.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Two Weeks?
Apparently I have not posted anything in two weeks. How could I have let that happen? I suppose I have been rather distracted. Busy looking for work, Emily visited, more work searching. . .yes, thats right, Emily visited! I was so happy to finally see the real her. Internet is deceiving. I had an awesome time. She met my parents, my dog. . .alright, the dog part was not so big. Maya does not need attention she is self-sustaining. My parents on the other hand. . .hah. Emily and I did not do any team kills, baton-passing relays, or animal slaughtering but (ignore all that) we had a fantastic time. Only something like a month to go until I go over there to visit. Then I will meet HER parents and dog. And sisters. That was not meant to put the sisters after the dog. It was just the format I had begun using. Sorry.
I do not quite know how to start so. . .I just will. I was buying underwear (I know) at Wal-Mart and I looked on one side where there were 4 pairs for $17. I was about to buy them when I turned around and saw they exact same kind of underwear but instead of 4 pairs for $17 they were 5 pairs for $16. Did you catch that? An extra pair for a dollar less. I mean, I guess I could use another pair of underwear if it is going to be cheaper. I also bought some socks. I was going to check if they had some sneaky deal with more pairs for less but I was tiring of Wal-Mart. I had spent a bunch of time in there already, struggling with the thought of buying a PS2. In the end I decided it was best that I not. I feel that the XBox 360 (they were not selling regular XBox) has better games. The X-Box 360 was about $400 though. The Playstation 3 was similar in price. I did not even look at Wii. I don't really think Wii is that great (though I do like Wii Smash Bros. Brawl). In the end I would rather buy and XBox 360 but would not want to pay that much. On the PS2 I wanted Shadow of the Colossus, Ratchet and Clank, Madden, and maybe NHL. *shakes head* Sorry, you lost me there for a bit. I was looking at a bunch of PS2 games. You didn't even notice, did you? Whatever. Oh, and PS2 has so many more games than were at Wal-mart (obviously). You had better convince me not to buy a PS2 before I actually do.
Ok. Too distracted. I guess that is all for today. I will tell you more later. And yes, I do realize the dangers of spending money while unemployed. That is why I asked you to convince me that I should not buy it.
Sincerely,
JB
I do not quite know how to start so. . .I just will. I was buying underwear (I know) at Wal-Mart and I looked on one side where there were 4 pairs for $17. I was about to buy them when I turned around and saw they exact same kind of underwear but instead of 4 pairs for $17 they were 5 pairs for $16. Did you catch that? An extra pair for a dollar less. I mean, I guess I could use another pair of underwear if it is going to be cheaper. I also bought some socks. I was going to check if they had some sneaky deal with more pairs for less but I was tiring of Wal-Mart. I had spent a bunch of time in there already, struggling with the thought of buying a PS2. In the end I decided it was best that I not. I feel that the XBox 360 (they were not selling regular XBox) has better games. The X-Box 360 was about $400 though. The Playstation 3 was similar in price. I did not even look at Wii. I don't really think Wii is that great (though I do like Wii Smash Bros. Brawl). In the end I would rather buy and XBox 360 but would not want to pay that much. On the PS2 I wanted Shadow of the Colossus, Ratchet and Clank, Madden, and maybe NHL. *shakes head* Sorry, you lost me there for a bit. I was looking at a bunch of PS2 games. You didn't even notice, did you? Whatever. Oh, and PS2 has so many more games than were at Wal-mart (obviously). You had better convince me not to buy a PS2 before I actually do.
Ok. Too distracted. I guess that is all for today. I will tell you more later. And yes, I do realize the dangers of spending money while unemployed. That is why I asked you to convince me that I should not buy it.
Sincerely,
JB
Friday, May 29, 2009
Betty or Veronica: The Eternal Question
Many of us have grown up reading Archie comics. Indeed, maybe some still do. Since 1941 people have speculated as to whether Archie should be with Betty or Veronica. Personally, I have always found that Veronica was stuck up, manipulative, selfish, and that she seemed a better match with Reggie than with Archie. On the other hand, Betty is smart, sweet, humble, and she gives of herself to help others. Though some may see it another way, you can see from my observations which is the obvious choice. This is much more than a battle between blonde and brunette. Now, even though I have titled this "The Eternal Question" it seems that Archie comics would like to make Archie's answer final. Recent news tells that he is going to marry Veronica Lodge for her father's fortune because of tough economic times. To me this seems like it is showing men to be quite chauvenistic. In my opinion he should not be marrying either of them since he has obviously been dating both of them since 1941 (they have got to be pretty old now). It all started when Archie somehow invited both girls to a dance and had to go back and forth the whole night (classic theme by the way).
I had so much more but I am actually getting quite tired. Apparently on Archie Comics there are blogs of characters. You can read more there. I am sure Betty and Veronica have plenty to say about it. In fact, I am almost thinking of going to read what Archie is thinking. He is obviously out of his mind (I know I said neither but if one or the other then Betty). Also, read about it in the Star Phoenix.
I had so much more but I am actually getting quite tired. Apparently on Archie Comics there are blogs of characters. You can read more there. I am sure Betty and Veronica have plenty to say about it. In fact, I am almost thinking of going to read what Archie is thinking. He is obviously out of his mind (I know I said neither but if one or the other then Betty). Also, read about it in the Star Phoenix.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Another Jon
It is kind of sad because Jon is a pretty depressing character when you read "Garfield Minus Garfield" but a certain one reminded me of myself. Look for yourself:
HILARIOUS!
Monday, May 18, 2009
It's A Mystery
Quite honestly, I have no clue what I am going to write about. Usually, I at least have an anecdote or certain thought that at least gets me going. . .but now that I think of it, my title brings something to mind.
I was on my way to get something to eat and switched the radio to 94.1 fm. That was the Euro-station I spoke of. Turns out it is only European after 1 am and 94.1 is actually CBC Radio 1. After a bit of news (keeps me updated, I do not regularly watch or listen to news) a mystery theater thing came on. It was about a guy with a radio program (ironic) that had a stalker who was in love with him and was killing his listeners. It was pretty weird and I do not feel like it was properly concluded (and yes, I listened to the whole thing. . .I do not know how long it was).
On a similar note (it was actually mentioned in the radio theater), Erotomania is an interesting concept. I remember, before I moved from Davidson, having actually seen a tv documentary about erotomania. It is quite crazy to hear about. According to Wikipedia (haha, here we go),
"Erotomania is a rare disorder whereby the subject holds a delusional
belief that another person is in love with him or her. The patient
believes that this other person was the first to declare his or her
intentions, often by special glances, signals, telepathy, or messages
through the media. Usually the patient “returns” this affection by
means of letters, phone calls, gifts, and visits. The illness is often
associated with delusional disorders such as schizophrenia."
It is a common reason for celebrities having stalkers. I heard one case (from the documentary) where the person believed they were actually married to a celebrity and were wondering why everyone was holding them back from seeing their spouse. When Erotomania is in the context of schitzophrenia, the subjects of the delusion may not actually exist. Most often, though, it is the public media figures that are the subjects.
In a related subject, stalking is a common theme in my life. Not that I do the stalking but that I am stalked. However, when I say I have stalkers I do not actually mean that I am or have been followed. I mean simply that these people have expressed that they liked me and have not backed off when the feeling was not requited. There is another case in which I jokingly call people stalkers. That is all in good fun, rest assured. If I have actually called you a stalker then you are definitely not considered one.
Oh, and here Wikipedia supports me again. In the first sentence on stalking it says "Stalking is a term used to describe unwanted attention by individuals (and sometimes groups of people) to others". In which case it is not the following but the attention involved.
In a completely unrelated topic, my cousin purchased a butterfly kit in which the larvae move to butterfly in their process of metamorphosis. Unfortunately, she left while they are all coming out of their pupal stage. Butterflies are popping out left and right. Problem is, most of them are dying and we have no idea what to do about it. They are actually right behind me. Let me swing around and I will give you an update: *spins in chair* *spins back* Sad news. . .out of 13. . .only 3 look to be alive. I know, madness! This is basically insecticide! I will not take the blame. I did all that I could.
Odd tangent but apparently there is also a game for Nintendo DS called Insecticide.
That is all from me for now. I initially had nothing to say but I was somewhat bored. There is plenty to do but I figured I would knock this off the top of the list. Happy trails! Hope you had a great long weekend. . .You know what? I need a signature sign off phrase. We'll get into that later. I will just make something up for now and we can talk about it some other time.
As they say in French: "Manger le bebes"
(Look up Capucine Story on Youtube. Priceless)
Jonny B
I was on my way to get something to eat and switched the radio to 94.1 fm. That was the Euro-station I spoke of. Turns out it is only European after 1 am and 94.1 is actually CBC Radio 1. After a bit of news (keeps me updated, I do not regularly watch or listen to news) a mystery theater thing came on. It was about a guy with a radio program (ironic) that had a stalker who was in love with him and was killing his listeners. It was pretty weird and I do not feel like it was properly concluded (and yes, I listened to the whole thing. . .I do not know how long it was).
On a similar note (it was actually mentioned in the radio theater), Erotomania is an interesting concept. I remember, before I moved from Davidson, having actually seen a tv documentary about erotomania. It is quite crazy to hear about. According to Wikipedia (haha, here we go),
"Erotomania is a rare disorder whereby the subject holds a delusional
belief that another person is in love with him or her. The patient
believes that this other person was the first to declare his or her
intentions, often by special glances, signals, telepathy, or messages
through the media. Usually the patient “returns” this affection by
means of letters, phone calls, gifts, and visits. The illness is often
associated with delusional disorders such as schizophrenia."
It is a common reason for celebrities having stalkers. I heard one case (from the documentary) where the person believed they were actually married to a celebrity and were wondering why everyone was holding them back from seeing their spouse. When Erotomania is in the context of schitzophrenia, the subjects of the delusion may not actually exist. Most often, though, it is the public media figures that are the subjects.
In a related subject, stalking is a common theme in my life. Not that I do the stalking but that I am stalked. However, when I say I have stalkers I do not actually mean that I am or have been followed. I mean simply that these people have expressed that they liked me and have not backed off when the feeling was not requited. There is another case in which I jokingly call people stalkers. That is all in good fun, rest assured. If I have actually called you a stalker then you are definitely not considered one.
Oh, and here Wikipedia supports me again. In the first sentence on stalking it says "Stalking is a term used to describe unwanted attention by individuals (and sometimes groups of people) to others". In which case it is not the following but the attention involved.
In a completely unrelated topic, my cousin purchased a butterfly kit in which the larvae move to butterfly in their process of metamorphosis. Unfortunately, she left while they are all coming out of their pupal stage. Butterflies are popping out left and right. Problem is, most of them are dying and we have no idea what to do about it. They are actually right behind me. Let me swing around and I will give you an update: *spins in chair* *spins back* Sad news. . .out of 13. . .only 3 look to be alive. I know, madness! This is basically insecticide! I will not take the blame. I did all that I could.
Odd tangent but apparently there is also a game for Nintendo DS called Insecticide.
That is all from me for now. I initially had nothing to say but I was somewhat bored. There is plenty to do but I figured I would knock this off the top of the list. Happy trails! Hope you had a great long weekend. . .You know what? I need a signature sign off phrase. We'll get into that later. I will just make something up for now and we can talk about it some other time.
As they say in French: "Manger le bebes"
(Look up Capucine Story on Youtube. Priceless)
Jonny B
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Spoiled at My Job
Best news ever. I had steak at work today. Not just steak but the whole awesome meal. Steak, baked potato, corn on the cob, and garlic bread. Fantastic! I think I figured out why they feed us too. It gets so slow around there sometimes that you do not feel like it is worth it. When steak is involved though, it is worth it. Smooth move Agrium!
The first two hours flew by but the rest of the shift was quite slow. The quick portion reminded me of a conversation with a friend. She said she was killing time. Here I was wondering where it had all gone and she admitted to committing time genocide all day. I told her she could do that between 4 pm and 1 am (the hours which I had to be at work) but, like I said, only the first two hours went by fast. Another time tidbit comes from my cousin who recalls a cartoon in which a villain stole time. Whenever he hears a bunch of people say they wonder where all the time has gone he gets suspicious (probably not in actuality, it just makes for good conversation). Still! Time is either being stolen or murdered and it is not always appreciated. Oh, and for anyone who is reading this: Please do not steal or murder time on June 10th or 11th. That would be greatly appreciated.
I do not work the Monday of the long weekend. I was actually hoping I could reap the benefits of working that day. I work 9 hour shifts and one hour is always overtime. Guaranteed overtime is awesome on a stat holiday. It is very unfortunate that my crew was booked off for that day. Maybe I can hope that someone will decide they need it off and that I am the man to cover for them. *crosses fingers* Otherwise, I need to find myself something to do this Sunday and Monday. Someone had brought up the idea of going to Eston for the weekend but my days off only begin Sunday so that would not work out for me. I do not get long weekends. I do get my weekends more often though. . .and my weekends are often mid-week.
How is this for craziness? I do not like radio but I wanted to listen to something. I was browsing the radio stations and stopped at 94.1. Apparently it is a European station. Who knew? I might listen to it more often. We will see. But I heard that Limburg, a place in the southern Netherlands, is legalizing and selling marijuana in coffee shops. It turns out that coffee shop is a term for a place that sells hashish and marijuana. Not the kind of coffee shops we have, or so I think. Anyway, they are legalizing selling 3 grams a day to customers. Some people from the Netherlands like it but others do not like that their country is being associated with drugs. I found an interesting quote about the term coffee shop: "The word "coffee" in the title of the Amsterdam Coffeeshop Directory should not be taken as condoning the use of addictive drugs. Drinks containing caffeine should be used with care and moderation. Alternatively, stay on the grass!"
There was plenty more on the European station and it was beginning to make me wonder about American problems. Either America tells us less or things are worse elsewhere. Probably a mixture of both.
Well, that is all for now. Have a good steak. . .I mean, night!
The first two hours flew by but the rest of the shift was quite slow. The quick portion reminded me of a conversation with a friend. She said she was killing time. Here I was wondering where it had all gone and she admitted to committing time genocide all day. I told her she could do that between 4 pm and 1 am (the hours which I had to be at work) but, like I said, only the first two hours went by fast. Another time tidbit comes from my cousin who recalls a cartoon in which a villain stole time. Whenever he hears a bunch of people say they wonder where all the time has gone he gets suspicious (probably not in actuality, it just makes for good conversation). Still! Time is either being stolen or murdered and it is not always appreciated. Oh, and for anyone who is reading this: Please do not steal or murder time on June 10th or 11th. That would be greatly appreciated.
I do not work the Monday of the long weekend. I was actually hoping I could reap the benefits of working that day. I work 9 hour shifts and one hour is always overtime. Guaranteed overtime is awesome on a stat holiday. It is very unfortunate that my crew was booked off for that day. Maybe I can hope that someone will decide they need it off and that I am the man to cover for them. *crosses fingers* Otherwise, I need to find myself something to do this Sunday and Monday. Someone had brought up the idea of going to Eston for the weekend but my days off only begin Sunday so that would not work out for me. I do not get long weekends. I do get my weekends more often though. . .and my weekends are often mid-week.
How is this for craziness? I do not like radio but I wanted to listen to something. I was browsing the radio stations and stopped at 94.1. Apparently it is a European station. Who knew? I might listen to it more often. We will see. But I heard that Limburg, a place in the southern Netherlands, is legalizing and selling marijuana in coffee shops. It turns out that coffee shop is a term for a place that sells hashish and marijuana. Not the kind of coffee shops we have, or so I think. Anyway, they are legalizing selling 3 grams a day to customers. Some people from the Netherlands like it but others do not like that their country is being associated with drugs. I found an interesting quote about the term coffee shop: "The word "coffee" in the title of the Amsterdam Coffeeshop Directory should not be taken as condoning the use of addictive drugs. Drinks containing caffeine should be used with care and moderation. Alternatively, stay on the grass!"
There was plenty more on the European station and it was beginning to make me wonder about American problems. Either America tells us less or things are worse elsewhere. Probably a mixture of both.
Well, that is all for now. Have a good steak. . .I mean, night!
Friday, May 8, 2009
What is Going Down
Where to start? Where to start? I have so much to tell you. Yes, you. I have undertaken the reading of a few books. Maybe I should have read them one at a time but they are all intermingled now. I began by reading Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyan. It is quite a good book and I am excited to read further. Out of nowhere (May 4) I decided to watch Adventures of Tintin and go on an adventure of my own to find it on DVD (turns out I will have to buy it online). Instead of buying Adventures of Tintin, I bought 4 books. First, The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis. I read it in two days and it agreed with my expectations. Second, The Four Loves by C.S. Lewis. I am already half done. Third, Socrates in Love. I read a few chapters but the author is not Christian and the chapter on Eros had varied quotes from people talked to at Mardi Gras. There was some good stuff but definitely some I do not agree with. Fourth, This Book Needs No Title: A Budget of Living Paradoxes. Tim Sample brought this book to Affinity group one day and read an allegorical story about Christianity from it. I liked it so much that I decided to buy it. The book includes a lot of different kinds of information (or so I am led to believe) but I only ordered that one and it is still in the process of delivery.
We have finally reached today. I realize that the amount of time I spend working may numb the sheer excitement and glee that I hope to bring you buuuut. . .come on, like I could bring you those things anyway. I am not that brilliant.
On the way home from work one day I saw a truck driving on a gravel road along the highway with a dog running behind. I thought to myself it was possible that they were abandoning their dog. I have seen many dogs left in the country and have been part of helping them before. This time I thought nothing of it (I'm a college student not a saint). Today I saw the same truck and the same dog and realized that the truck was driving quite slow. SO. Either the dog found its way home and the person brought them to the same spot to lose them again (unlikely) or this was their way of giving their dog exercise (likely). But the person is missing out on exercise (they probably need it if they are wanting to drive instead in the first place) by driving instead of walking. Also, I wonder how much gas they spend on walking their dog.
As the heir of the leadership role in Drama Club at Eston College I have taken it upon myself to do a little research in improv. Every Friday night there is an improv group in Saskatoon at the Off Broadway Arts Centre called the No-Nos at 10:45 pm (if I want to go today I should have a nap or something because I work early tomorrow). They are super hilarious and I have learned a few improv games (I should write them down or else I will forget). Their last show will be May 29th so if you live in or are near Saskatoon then you should probably show up before it is over for the season.
Later installments will likely be different. I have not got the slightest clue what this thing will look like. It is basically a thought drain for me and. . .reading for you. I guess that is all for today.
Oh, and the title of my general blog is not a reference to a toilet.
We have finally reached today. I realize that the amount of time I spend working may numb the sheer excitement and glee that I hope to bring you buuuut. . .come on, like I could bring you those things anyway. I am not that brilliant.
On the way home from work one day I saw a truck driving on a gravel road along the highway with a dog running behind. I thought to myself it was possible that they were abandoning their dog. I have seen many dogs left in the country and have been part of helping them before. This time I thought nothing of it (I'm a college student not a saint). Today I saw the same truck and the same dog and realized that the truck was driving quite slow. SO. Either the dog found its way home and the person brought them to the same spot to lose them again (unlikely) or this was their way of giving their dog exercise (likely). But the person is missing out on exercise (they probably need it if they are wanting to drive instead in the first place) by driving instead of walking. Also, I wonder how much gas they spend on walking their dog.
As the heir of the leadership role in Drama Club at Eston College I have taken it upon myself to do a little research in improv. Every Friday night there is an improv group in Saskatoon at the Off Broadway Arts Centre called the No-Nos at 10:45 pm (if I want to go today I should have a nap or something because I work early tomorrow). They are super hilarious and I have learned a few improv games (I should write them down or else I will forget). Their last show will be May 29th so if you live in or are near Saskatoon then you should probably show up before it is over for the season.
Later installments will likely be different. I have not got the slightest clue what this thing will look like. It is basically a thought drain for me and. . .reading for you. I guess that is all for today.
Oh, and the title of my general blog is not a reference to a toilet.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Brian is a Genius!
So yes, I stole Brian's blog idea. It initially reminded me of my website when I was younger. Though I rambled. . .and will again. Brian's is much more structured and such. Mine will likely be quite chaotic. It even has less of a reason for existing than Brian's.
I will do this later though. I have work tomorrow. I should be in bed by now.
I will do this later though. I have work tomorrow. I should be in bed by now.
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