Came across a great site (actually, they came across me on Twitter after I posted about wanting tacos al pastor) called waz4dinner. It’s deliciously straightforward (haha, see what I did there?) - pictures of what people are eating! Share waz you haz 4 dinner! It’s totally up my alley - whenever anyone mentions being anywhere, I always want to know what they ate.
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Why is the answer to the question of “How are you doing?” or “Hey! What’s up?” always so deferential? “Fine - you?” or “Not much!” are the customary responses, even if things are not fine, or there is a lot that’s up. To be fair, I don’t want to hear a depressing diatribe when I ask those questions - does anyone actually ask expecting to get one? It would be nice to hear honesty though (albeit coupled with brevity).
Today an old friend said “So, what’s new?” and I instantly responded with “Not much. What about you?”
Then I paused.
“Actually,” I typed [haha...I love the digital age!], “Everything is new!” Because really, why the hell not. [No bold though - Facebook chat really lacks heart]
It gave the convo a whole new feel. It was fun. Everything really is new - I just handed in my letter of resignation at work, and am in the throes of packing/moving/getting ready/getting excited about moving to Revelstoke, BC to ski for the winter with Simon Wex and John Brodie.
The letter was no SW work of art though - too bad.
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I’m sorry for neglecting you, teh interweb. I haven’t really missed you–I stayed away from my computer most of the time I was on the East Coast and it was pretty lovely.
Ate a lot of fantastic food (and some pretty mediocre food as well, admittedly), and drank a lot of beer (not necessarily great beer, but lots of Keiths… as you do). Had a great time at Jay and Laura’s wedding, and became BFFs with Simon’s friend Derek. The place we stayed was very Bates Motel-ish, but it added to the laughs. The drive from Charlottetown to H’fax was hilarious due to great company, and the whole trip was so fun because of all the good people and delectable eats.
Now to food out for a second: I have a newfound love of raw oysters and shaved fresh horseradish. A group of us racked up an absolutely MASSIVE tab at Flex Mussels my first night in Charlottetown–one of the greatest meals I’ve had in ages, and we slammed down so many oysters (and then slammed down so many shots at Peakes Quay a few doors down! Slooppppyy). Also had some stunningly good mussels at FM (as the name might suggest)–mine had pancetta in them! Jesus. Simon’s were bombay curry–sounds weird but totally mouthwatering.
Ate some more fantastic mussels at Phil’s Seafood, a little hole-n-the-wall resto off the beaten path in Halifax. We also slurped down heaps of clam chowder there–the broth was out of this world and it had huge chunks of lobster and scallops. What a simple, beautiful meal.
Had some decent, huge-portioned steak ‘n eggs for breakfast our first day in Halifax at Maxwell’s Plum–they also have Halifax’s biggest selection of beer on tap, which is definitely worth mentioning. Ripped it up one night at Pogue Fado’s–super-fun little bar with a pretty solid cover band and really friendly bar staff at the back bar. Tip your bartender! Do shots with him! Your service always gets so much better, for reals.
We ate super-cheesy nachos for dinner TWICE at the Economy Shoe Shop and capped it all off today with some delectably sweet battered scallops at John’s Lunch in Dartmouth. I’ll be happy not eating french fries for a while, that’s for damned sure. Gotta lay off deep fried seafood, and get onto my bike. sheesh. Ski season is coming up soon and we need to get into fighting shape. Brodie’s moving up here though and he’ll kick my ass into high gear. Promise, Brodster?
I’m writing this while sitting on a flight to Ottawa right now, watching The Corporation. Solid movie. It’s interesting to look at the psychology of how they function as individuals under the law, so often lacking accountability and ethics. This movie also reminds me how much I respect Vandana Shiva, and how evil Monsanto really is. How could you work for a corporation that you knew was making its living fucking small farmers?
Just finished watching Step Into Liquid–also a stellar film. We drove out to Cow Bay today to look at the surf, and were both disappointed that we didn’t make it out onto the water. Heading to Tofino to jump into the cold northern Pacific at the end of September. 4mm wetsuits ftw.
I always dread going back to work after a holiday. It was absolutely excellent to have a full week off work. I really did surprisingly little, and didn’t feel guilty about it at all. I had lots of naps, read a really well-done novel (The Jade Peony by Wayson Choy — and I know I just slagged corporations and then linked to a huge book retailer…ahh, the irony), watched some tv, and had a lot of quality time with my dude. It’s shocking how fast you can adapt to that new lifestyle and forget that you have obligations back home. Anyone know of any contract writing opportunities? I’d love to work remotely, always.
The sun is glaring into my window (14A, bitches), and I’m sweating my [figurative] balls off. I wish my sunnies weren’t packed into my bag. When I’m in a plane, I have to be sitting in a window seat. That’s probably true for a lot of people. If I can’t be staring out the window at the horizon, everytime there are minute changes in the level we’re flying at, I get a little white-knuckled. There needs to be that constant reassurance that we’re not plummeting to our deaths.
Don’t know where this massive post came from–I was feeling chatty on my flight. It’s been about 8 hours and now I’m sitting in my ultra posh hotel room downtown. I can see the Parliament buildings! Huzzah for business trips and nice hotel rooms.
watching little dudes rip it up in Halifax
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Reply to: pers-486681456@craigslist.org
Date: 2007-11-22, 6:16PM
I’m looking for a fun and funny woman with a really bad cold who is willing to share her germs with me via many deep French kisses. I want to call in sick for work tomorrow and it’s always better when you’ve got an accomplice. Instead of work, we can hang out at your place or mine, crank the heat and cuddle naked while watching movies with subtitles that I’ll keep asking you about because nipples distract me. Or, since one implicitly feels healthier when not at work, we could head to the shore for a hike. Obviously we’ll offset such a healthy decision with a badass donut from Honey’s in deep cove.
When I do get over the impending cold and the romance of snot-soaked tissues piling up in every wastepaper basket passes, there could still be more fun to be had. I’m creative, fit, nerdy, handy and just-shy-of-being-able-to-pull-off-black-socks-and-nothing-else good looking. I love my outdoor, semi-life-threatening sports, can cook and am capable of wicked-awesome massages. You might decide to keep me around as a boyfriend, a buddy or just a sex slave - I’m not sure which; I’m no mind reader.
* Location: Kits
* it’s NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
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“Hey! Get off that thing!” That’s what a blustery police officer shouted at Simon on our skateboard commute down Robson Street to his office yesterday. In Vancouver, it is illegal to skateboard on the sidewalk. I get that–pedestrians are usually fairly dumb and erratic, and there are heaps of them. But it’s also illegal to skateboard on the street, which leads to the obvious question. Granted, it’s rare to be stopped by a police officer, but it still happens and it’s always annoying because officers act all put about about it. Skateboarding is a totally viable commuting option.
According to Section 77: Riding, coasting and sliding on streets, in BY-LAW NO. 2849, A By-law to Regulate Traffic and the Use of Streets in the City of Vancouver, “Except as permitted by section 77A, No person shall coast or slide with sleds, skis, skates, skateboard or other apparatus on any street, lane, or other public place…”
The city does throw all the riders, coasters and sliders a bone–
77A. (1) Despite section 77 but subject to the requirements of this section 77A, a person may ride or coast on non-motorized skates, skateboard, or push scooter on any minor street.
A “street” is “public road, highway, bridge, viaduct, lane and sidewalk, and any other way normally open to the use of the public, but does not include a private right-of-way on private property.” A “minor street“ is “the roadway, but not the sidewalk or boulevard portion, of a street that does not have lane lines or directional dividing lines.” So there you have it.
There are a few caveats: in order to skate on minor streets, you must give up correct identifying info to police if asked, wear safety gear, not wear headphones (”or any other manufactured device capable of transmitting sound, over or in close proximity to both ears” — does this mean my Marty McFly-style boombox hoverboard prototype is out the window?), ride with the flow of traffic and avoid general recklessness.
Coincidentally, it’s also illegal to ski on the street in Vancouver. Even a minor street. Atta boy.
The village idiot skiing down 5th, sans pants
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Simon’s toes!