There have been a lot of different things happening in my life recently. I’ll list a few of the best . . .
I went to Toronto last weekend with some friends.
- We went to a bar, which was pretty cool! It had about 4 different rooms you could sit, stand, dance, and drink in. One room had a piano player entertaining everyone while another had a man playing some fantastic songs by himself on guitar. It was quite a social evening which ended in someone we met being caught in the middle of a pizza fight, and Mike W. having his face forced into a big tin which had recently contained a huge serving of haggis.
When I got home I heard wolves in the woods and watched deer running through the trees and fields away from the howling.
- The heading for this one pretty much gave it away, but it was vary cool!
While looking for a job I saw hope for ‘outdated’ concept of community.
- I was looking through some job postings in an employment centre, and another man that was there referred me to a couple of places he knew were hiring that I never would have thought to look! Then I was directed to a closer job bank but wasn’t given an address, so one of the other people in the room took it upon themselves to interrupt what they had been doing to give me the directions I needed. Then when I got to THAT job bank, I mentioned that I was looking for something close. About 5 minutes later a man gave me the booklet he had been looking though and told me that he had saved all the jobs that were close for me as he was looking for employment for himself. Just because he overheard me talking about what I was looking for. Kinda trivial, but very positive, and that’s what I’ll focus on!
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Rubber Baby Buggy Bumpers
Damn it!
It's been a while since my last post, and as usual I don't know what to break the ice with. I've tried writing posts about reconsidering my trip to Mexico, and now my reconsidering my reconsideration. I've tried to post about having read the Hitchhikers's Guide books, I've tried to post about parties and about Shabudabu, but nothing seems to flesh itself out enough to fill an entire post.
Thus you're stuck with what you just read. And this . . .
It's been a while since my last post, and as usual I don't know what to break the ice with. I've tried writing posts about reconsidering my trip to Mexico, and now my reconsidering my reconsideration. I've tried to post about having read the Hitchhikers's Guide books, I've tried to post about parties and about Shabudabu, but nothing seems to flesh itself out enough to fill an entire post.
Thus you're stuck with what you just read. And this . . .
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Nomadic Brothers (maybe)
Look at these crazy guys, ridin' horses in a city somewhere. They could be anyone, they could be anywhere, and they could be riding for any reason. Here's my theory . . .
They are members of a nomadic group of horsemen (horsepeople for the more enlightened) who travel the world on horseback living simple lives which emphasize the importance of family and community experience over material possessions.
Sound about right? If not what do you think they're up to?
They are members of a nomadic group of horsemen (horsepeople for the more enlightened) who travel the world on horseback living simple lives which emphasize the importance of family and community experience over material possessions.
Sound about right? If not what do you think they're up to?
Friday, January 05, 2007
Dance party fantastico
At long last, a moment to update my sorely neglected blog.
I'm back in Ontario now, with plans to head to Mexico later in the month.
Last night was a party at Filthy McNasty's which I enjoyed more than I thought I would. It was definitely a result of the people as McNasty's is a crummy venue for a dance bar.
The End.
I'm back in Ontario now, with plans to head to Mexico later in the month.
Last night was a party at Filthy McNasty's which I enjoyed more than I thought I would. It was definitely a result of the people as McNasty's is a crummy venue for a dance bar.
The End.
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