SH: Sometimes, late at night, when the weight of all Canadian's fears and desires feels like its bringin me down, i feel so very alone. Would it be ok, if every once in a blue moon, i could reach out and give you a phone call, just to hear your voice?
SH – (thinking to himself) I will gaze deeply into her eyes and lull her into a trance with my hypnotic voice. Then I will slowly sidle over to that chair and take all the money from her purse.
Hello, goodbye
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It snowed yesterday: 20 cm. I think we broke the record for the most snow
ever on April 6th, which was previously held by 1958.
Here are some of the Spri...
oh heyyyyyyy
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I just don't blog all that much anymore. I quitly reflect, or write in my
paper journal, or make a candle of a felted fish or whatever. But here are
some...
The Herons and Gran
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Hanging my laundry today, I looked up and thought "That is a special bird."
When I lived closer to Bronson, I used to see a Great Blue Heron pretty
frequ...
Qs & As: The News
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Sometimes I yell at the people interviewed on the TeeVee nooze. Because
they ask the darndest questions. They’re so puzzled and confused about
whatever tr...
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Unfortunately this blog is ending as of today. If you tried to access it
last night and this morning you'll notice it was locked. Certain things
happened y...
Emergency Meeting Minutes: 21/08/08
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Where: Virtual Global iPhone meeting When: 21/08/08, 11:00 AM Eastern Time,
on the second derivative of the convex maxima Present: Everybody The
first fe...
Aroma Meze
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As usual, i'm reporting on a meal the DCFD's had a few weeks ago. Eight
eager souls attended Aroma Meze on Nepean St., almost directly across
Ottawa's ...
10 comments:
SH: Sometimes, late at night, when the weight of all Canadian's fears and desires feels like its bringin me down, i feel so very alone. Would it be ok, if every once in a blue moon, i could reach out and give you a phone call, just to hear your voice?
Q: No.
Steve-O: I like cats. Do you like cats? I like cats.
HRH: If I say yes, will you do one of those pirouettes you Canadians are famous for?
SH – (thinking to himself) I will gaze deeply into her eyes and lull her into a trance with my hypnotic voice. Then I will slowly sidle over to that chair and take all the money from her purse.
HRH: You have a nose hair extending out your nostril, young man. I encourage you to correct that.
SH: silence.
Harps: You look much older in person than the chick that's on my money.
Queenie: And you look less black than on TV, Mr. Obama.
Stevie Boy: I want to spank you.
Queenie Girl: Whatever
SH: I could take you.
HRH: In your dreams, boy.
Her Majesty: "Charles, do come give me a hand. The new addition for the wax museum has arrived."
Still indulging in that Poutine, I see, Prime Minister.
I have to vote for XUP. Don't they always have their hands in others' purses?
grace
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