Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Damn damn it sonofabitch

Well I shouldn't be that frustrated I guess.

Every year I set the goal... don't write the wrong year on stuff. This year I went a full 26 days before writing 2008 on something. Usually it takes no more than a week to absentmindedly write the wrong year.

The worst part of this year was I was so busy trying not to screw it up that I went ahead and screwed it up anyway.

Oh well.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

The Best Parenting Article EVAR!

Rhonda reads a lot of parenting shit. A lot. I'm starting to believe that the children in this house are being raised by the internet. It's an interesting change the internet has had on parenting I think. I mean Rhonda's travels keep us very aware of the dangers that are around us, and lord knows I'm so madly attached to this baby that I'm glad we can keep her so safe.

I run a little more to the wind. I like the human factor of raising a child. I most often look for advice to the people around me, including Rhonda. I do read the occasional article or book that Rhonda pokes my way, and I've started a parenting philosophy and I rather enjoy it. And sometimes I let some slightly dangerous shit happen, just to see how she'll do. One needs to learn to fail. A skill I've always found my parents brilliant at.

Rhonda is pretty respectful of this approach a bit, alot. But she only sends me an article every few weeks, so I don't have to chug though one often.

But I stumbled on a parenting article so good, I needed to share it with y'all.

It's called

Take Time To Talk To Your Child About Whatever Crap They Like


Sunday, January 11, 2009

Winnipeg is allright - if you like sax0phones

Went to the Manitoba Museum. Not bad as far as museums go. Got to hang and jam with Mark and Blaine, hang with Holly and generally have a fun day. I got the audio interface I've been begging for for three months, so now I'll be a synth-rocking fiend. I can't bloomin' wait!

Of course now I need to buy Blaines bass.

Really enjoyed our stay at the Hampton, the curved shower bar was certainly the highlight their Travelocity Page promised it would be. And getting room 420 was enough of a thrill to make the entire trip worthwhile. Now for packing breakfast and back to the "vag". Nothing good can last... and we're gonna run out of money to stay any longer.

Au revoir Winnipeg!

Saturday, January 10, 2009

In Winnipeg

And only nearly been lost a few times. Went to the Old Spaghetti Factory and saw the worlds largest kiln-dried vase and ate what was likely the most unhealthy thing I've ever eaten - butter fried spaghetti covered with cheese. I'm gonna have to walk that one off tommorrow, if I make it though the night.

Well off to bed or somewhere in that area....

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

The Christmas Tree is still up.

So ghetto.

That's just how I roll.



Baby is sleeping. Peacefully in her crib. And did it with the least violence yet. Seriously, it's been a Gaza-style week up here in the Pilot Crib with the baby sleep-training.

It's a fine art baby training, I'm not gonna go into the sordid history, but let me just say we have a 7 month old baby who refuses to sleep in a crib, and I've made it my life goal to change that as soon as possible. And after singing most of the albums I listened to in Grade 8 at half speed to her, she is finally unconscious with two snoring dogs. And I'm gonna sneak to bed, now convinced she will sleep.

Bon Nuit!

Monday, January 05, 2009


I know that I live in Canada, and I'm very proud of that. And for the most part I try not to complain about those things I can't change.

But this winter shit MUST STOP!

I'm officially replacing all my CFL lights with diesel burning lamps and trading in my compact cars for a tank and a train with rubber tires. Global Warming? At this point in my week, bring it on.

I've shovelled thousands of pounds of snow in the past couple months, nearly got into auto collisions on numerous occasions and I'm frankly just sick of having to put on 40 pounds of winter gear just to take out the garbage.

There my rant is over.

I need a whiskey.