Monday, July 24, 2006

The cat and the bag

Well, I guess, it's old news but yeah, I got the visa. Once again, I had o explain how we met. Oy. I really think we need to cook up a better meet story. At any rate, the projected date for my new life to begin is August 12th.
This means...FAREWELL VANCOUVER party August 11th. Location TBD...any volunteers?

Saturday, July 22, 2006

A birthday tribute to my Darling

Your name is Rich and it is your birthday. You are really into movies, especially Star Wars and Kevin Smith, and lots of other ones too. You really like pickles and meat. You have great friends and live in a cool city. You are very funny and make good movies and are a very good writer. You like to wear shorts and chucks. You like comic books and helped me like them too. ii love You. HAPPPYYY BBBBIIIRRRTTTHHHDAAAY TO YOU!

Sunday, July 16, 2006

At least three reasons to be mad

Friday, July 14, 2006

Great Moment in Engrish

I bought a hairclip today. The package said this "Duck Curl...The bundle of hair is subdivided with the clip like the beautician, and it challenges the blow."
Can YOUR clip do that?

Thursday, July 13, 2006

My new favorite day


Monday, July 10, 2006

The Oma Moment of the Week

Oma was telling me a fantastical tale about a pen pal she had in the dicktey-doos.
Oma is from Winnipeg, which is in the middle, and evidently, she was on a bus trip with her Aunt in the late '40's and they went to Tacoma, WA (because, why wouldn't you really). On the bus, she met a young airman from McChord Air Force base, who had joined up and was finding it difficult to acclimatize to "base life", as he was "not a drinker" ("not a drinker" is just about the highest praise one can get from Oma). They exchanged addresses when they had to part ways so that these kindred spirits could keep in touch.
They exchanged letters even after he was shipped off to Vietnam and Oma was happy that she could keep this young airman company while he battled in war (no politics here, only facts).
On the home front, Oma was asked to be Maid of Honour at her best friend's wedding; the best man was to be a young armyman stationed at a nearby base. At first meeting, they didn't know hit it off (he WAS a drinker). After subsequent meetings, they developed a liking for each other and began dating. Oma, now a bicontiental jezebel, decided to tell her airman that she had met a "real boy". He took the news suprisingly well and upon hearing about their wedding, mailed a gift, all the way from Vietnam.
And on their wedding day, Oma opened the gift that had arrived, miraculously, right on their wedding day...a silver musicbox, lined with red velvet. "Mutt", Oma's new husband, flew into a jealous rage and forced Oma, his new bride, to give the thoughtful gift to her mother.
And that is why, for two reasons and three people in a weird love triangle, two in Victoria, one fighting bravely in the Vietnam conflict (okay, maybe a little politics), August 13th, 1952 will always be an important date.
Oma, combing fact and perception to form a bold new reality since 1928.

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