If I’ve learned anything from boingboing, the theme for mothers day is often posting pictures of ones mother with them as a baby, because you’ve come a long way baby, right? Or something like that. Turns out, I don’t have a lot of pictures of me & mom together, and any that are more than [...]
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How the Real World works
About a year ago, a family member referred someone he knew to me to do a website for him. So, we agreed on a price, I made the site. I didn’t insist on a paper contract, but did most of the negotiating via email as I like to have a written record of such things. [...]
Feeling Canadian
It’s the Canadian in me I’m sure, but I just can’t fathom how affordable health insurance that will cover everybody is a bad thing. I’m a 30 yr old, fit, reasonably healthy woman who’s never been hospitalized for more than a couple of hours. I got my hands on the “reasons for rejection” from a [...]
Olympic Fever: Needs More Cowbell
I do not have olympic fever. And that’s okay. I have the occasional “jesus fucking christ on toast” fit of rage, but mostly I’m just apathetic toward the whole thing. My commute is a big bungled, especially since I like to ride into town with Nick, and hop the skytrain back. This usually adds 5-10 [...]
Just in case you were wondering
I was looking at the “How to be a Canadian” study guide, because I’m curious if I would actually pass the test. (Answer: Egads, probably not. It’s been a while since I took history classes.) Anyway, I found this, and while macabre, it made me laugh: In Canada, men and women are equal under the [...]
It’s a good day to be 53.
This is my mother. Are we surprised? Honestly, this is where I get it from. Today is my mother’s birthday. Happy Birthday, Mom! I hope it’s amazing. Of course, she got back from Hawaii on Sunday, so I’m not sure how the actual birth *day* can beat that, but still. Today is the day, and [...]
Treed
It’s January 25th, only 11 months til Christmas! What? ok, ok, no, I’m still recovering from last Christmas. No, really. We finally got rid of our tree yesterday. YESTERDAY. January 24th! This has been, of course, a saga of ridiculousness. I wanted to get it returned 3 weeks ago, when there were “dump your tree [...]
Seriously, just stop talking now.
I’m not a fan of the “If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all” motto, because then I’d never be able to talk. What? Sometimes I’m nasty, and I’m okay with that. But holy crap, I encountered possibly the most horrid person on the planet today. So I was on the bus [...]
So, the other day, I’m on the bus and…
So, the other day I’m on the bus and we’re pulling into Broadway Skytrain station when a bang is heard — possibly a tire blowing, or a car backfiring… or, a gunshot. For the non-Vancouverites, we had a gang war last year that involved a rather high number of drive-by or otherwise “public” shootings, in [...]
Dear Fellow Bus Riders
Dear Fellow Bus Riders; 1. When we arrive at a popular bus stop, such as a skytrain station, a transfer point, or the end of the line, there is no need to shove your way to the door. It’s okay — at least half the bus is getting off here. You won’t win a prize [...]