Saturday, December 19, 2009

So, When Was It "Diculous"?

I've noticed a common misspelling: Rediculous. I think I know why. It's our pronunciation. We say it as though it has the prefix "re" and as such try to spell it that way. It looks ridiculous. I used to make the same mistake until I realised the cause of my error. It's RIDiculous not REdiculous. It's like ridicule.

"Ah ha!" said I. "I know how to spell ridicule."

Etymology wins again. All is well. Hooray.

Burnt Butter

Breakfast was to be French toast in the new pan. It ended up being French toast in an old pan. I let the new one get too hot and the butter smoked as soon as it went in the pan. Opening the backdoor and quickly fetching the fan averted a house full of smoke. All of it a little more excitement than I was looking for on a Saturday morning. Anyway, after scrubbing with various ratios of soap and hot water and subsequently putting the pan in the dishwasher it was still covered in burnt fat. The ultimate solution? Salt and lemon juice mixed as a paste and good ol' fashioned elbow grease. The pan is now (mostly) good as new! I should have just used salt from the get go...


Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Homemade Ornament

So, I said I would 'pload a photo of the ornament we made. Here it is:

Sunday, December 13, 2009

The Weekend

Let's see: Bought a carafe for the Bunn; bought a new pan (to go on the new stove) as a replacement for the warped one that doesn't sit flush on the cook top; pulled down a large branch that was hanging in the trees (I'm surprised the wind the other day didn't send it crashing down already); did a few loads of laundry; put the mirror, shelf, and shoe rack back in the front hall; spent the day with cutes. The last thing is the most important.


Monday, December 07, 2009

Christmas Crafts

We bought a glue-gun. We got crafty. We made a Christmas ornament. A homemade ornament is admission to a party, so to speak. I don't think we'll be turned away, but we were asked to bring one. I'll post a photo after the ornament has been given. Don't want to spoil the surprise. :)

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Coffee Cures

Ah, the restorative properties of coffee. The throat spray and lozenges were efficacious. The acetaminophen and fluids and hours of rest less so. My headache persisted. It persisted until I had some coffee. It makes me wonder how much of my headache was related to caffeine. Hmmm....
Coffee 61/365

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Joe Louis Sauna

We were in Detroit last night. Wings beat the Ducks 7-4. It was hot in the arena. Unbelievably hot. Possibly the hottest arena ever. Good game though.

We took the Tunnel Bus home. As we had left while there were still 2 min left to play we were able to board the first Tunnel Bus. Yay! No tunnel traffic, back across the border in no time!

Tuesday, November 03, 2009


We aren't hoarders per se. Not like on that A&E show. Packrats maybe. We're messy too. It's not that we don't understand cleaning, purging and organising. We'd just rather sit on the couch and watch tv after a long day. Who wouldn't? Anyway, we had some assistance tonight. It's much easier when someone is directing the clean-up/purge. It really doesn't take that much time, or at least it doesn't need to. One room at a time. We started with the spare bedroom. It has really been used more as a storage room. This is the beginning of the change. What was the cost, really? We saw two fewer Friends reruns? Probably. I'm tired now though....

Good thing it's garbage night, the stuff we're throwing out is already at the curb. The things we're giving away are already in the back of the car. Ahh... There is a floor in there!


Monday, November 02, 2009

Monday, Monday. H1N1.

Ugh. Grey wet day. Lovely sunset tonight. We drove off in to it. On our way the get vaccines. My arm was feeling fine...

Sunday, November 01, 2009

Hallowe'en. It was Hallowe'en?

Last night we had no trick-or-treaters. Mind you we had no jack-o-lantern and our porch light was off but y'know...

There may have been more activity around the corner, on the side streets. On our street it was pretty quiet. I looked out a few times. I only once saw people in costume. A witch pushing a stroller following behind a warlock(?) on a scooter. How 'bout that.

Today I mowed the lawn for the first time in over a month. I also cleaned the eaves troughs. Tomorrow is yard waste pickup. I wanted to be ready for it. I'm hoping the time change leads to more awakness in the morning, we'll see.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Dead Batteries

This morning's sunrise was beautiful. My camera batteries died before I could get a good shot. There'll be other sunrises...
2009/10/30 Sunrise

Thursday, October 29, 2009


Tonight I had milk in my coffee. Yes, I've been very gauche. I figured "it's 10am somewhere" and besides, I need practice. Useful tips here, especially what's found under More Advanced Techniques. How 'bout that. My cappuccino was good. I may have one tomorrow morning, we'll see...

Another co-worker sent home today, much unwellness going around. Hopefully we'll all recover on the weekend. Ah, the weekend. What coffee concoctions can I create this weekend?


Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Cappuccino Cups

We don't have cappuccino cups. I think we need some. Tonight I made a cappuccino in a teacup. It worked, it's actually the right shape. It just wouldn't hold a double....

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Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Today I Started Blogging, Again.

Today I drove to Sarnia. Visited two (different) customers. Arrived back at work for the afternoon only to have the other half of my department go home sick and the boss go out to visit customers. So much for being caught up this week....

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Coffee Overload

It's Saturday October 17th. 4:52pm. I haven't had a coffee all day. I think this Flickr project may not be as sustainable as I had thought. The other day I didn't really like the phots I took of my morning coffee. I was going to brew coffee at home after work just to take a photo. I reconsidered. Jamaican Blue Mountain isn't cheap. It is tasty though. I anticipate an evening espresso. We'll see what happens.

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Rechargable Batteries

I have a sinking feeling I've left our batteries and charger behind in a hotel room.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

2 Tbsp : 6 oz

I thought about doing a Flickr 365. But not self protriats, shots of my coffee. I drink coffee nearly every day so I figured it's be easy. It occured to me that there might be others doing it. I couldn't find any. I decided today woudl be day one. This mornign I discovered that someone had already started doign a coffee 365. It looks like they gave up some time in the winter. Hooray for me. I don't knwo if I shoudl post any photos from before today. Perhaps as "coffee
-12/365" or soemthing like that. May be not. Anyway, you can follow the photos here:

Thursday, September 24, 2009


Once upon a time there were events know as Neckropolis. These events happened at the X Club in Hamilton. At one such event Malhavoc performed. Anyway... I was reading one of my journals from my teenage years. It related the story (sort of) of this particular Neckropolis. Something I had written and forgotten about made me chuckle. My friend Spaghetti Man and I tried to get in as siamese twins, thus saving the cover charge that one of us would pay. The ticket takers didn't go for it. We had somehow managed to both wear the same shirt at the same time, I don't recall exactly how this was accomplished. Anyway, we both had to pay admission. According to my journal entry I actually had to pay for both of us. The charge was $5 (the usual for such events was $3). So i was out $10 I suppose. The reason I had to pay was that Spaghetti Man only had $1. Honestly, who goes out with only one dollar? This is what made me chuckle. Did he intend to mooch his admission? Was he going to do something else if he couldn't get in? I don't know. It seems like an odd situation to get oneself in to. I have a theory though....

In my journal I made no mention of any agreement made whilst we were in line to get in. It is likely though that I told Spaghetti Man I would pay for his admission if our siamese twin scam didn't work. He was also amongst a group who purchased some (illegal) herb from a strange gentleman who was in line but left after selling his wares. (Really, he was strange, more on that later). I suspect that Spaghetti Man had just enough to get in to the show and after the joint purchase (ooh bad unintentional pun) he was a little short. Four dollars short as it turned out. Anyway I have fond memories of the evening and do think it strange to go out to a show/club with only one dollar. Ha ha ha.

Okay, the strange guy. As I recall he was middle aged and had a greying beard. He was wearing a light coloured suit, somewhere between Col Sanders and Matlock. He had loafers and no socks and was at first only willing to part with some of his product. If the evening were a movie I think he would have disappeared in a flash of light once he had rounded the corner. Odd.

I was told afterward that the herb was not good. I cannot confirm or deny this.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Tape Flanging

I was able to get the 4 track up to snuff. The tape flanging isn't the best, I think I'll just stick with my DOD if I want to record flanging sounds.

Obsolete Electronics

I have a 4 track and a reel to reel. They are both somewhat neglected. My plan is to 1) make sure the 4 track is working and 2) record tape flanging using the reel to reel. Should be fun!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Wasn't That Fun!

Super Grover would make a decent roommate on Sesame St.

Living on Sesame Street? Grover do you have a spare room?

Super Grover attacks New York (1)

I would get along with Grover, I think... Maybe I'd get annoyed. I was thinking Cookie Monster, but I think we'd fight about cookies...

Poor Neglected Blog

These days the blog gets little use. Too much micro-blogging on Twitter. Too much socializing on FaceBook. Not much music listening on Myspace. Maybe i should login to Plinky...

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Finger Eleven Mash-Up

It occurred to me recently (maybe a month ago now, I've been neglecting the blog) that the song Paralyzer by Finger Eleven sounds a little like Trampled Under Foot by Led Zeppelin. It also occured to me that I couldn't be the only one to have noticed this. I was a little disappointed that it took me so long to notice it. Maybe I just hadn't paid that much attention, maybe I forgot about the Led Zep song, maybe, maybe not. Anyway, I decided that someone somewhere would have posted something about it. So, I googled it. Turns out the band have realised this similarity and morphed Paralyzer into Trampled Under Foot in concert. They threw in some other similar sounding songs too. Seeing the video got me thinking about Finger Eleven's former incarnation Rainbow Butt Monkeys. Every time I saw them play (before they got their record deal) they would play parts of cover songs during their set. After taking what my friends and I felt was an unreasonable amount of time retuning or whatnot they would start playing a cover. Just as the crowd was getting in to it they'd stop and play one of their songs. This was one of the many reasons my friends and I did not like the Rainbow Butt Monkeys. We still went to see them many times though. That's what happens when there's a show at the Legion and you like 4 of the 10 bands, or whatever. So, this was the typical Butt Monkey show: play a song, pause for a while, play a teaser amount of a cover, pause, play another song, etc. Every show. Except one....

Once, in the basement of this
church they played a real cover. Still not the whole song but not one of their teaser/tuning up numbers they usually pulled. One guitarist started playing Back In Black, the band joined in, they kept going. They kept on going. The crowd egged Scott Anderson on and he stared singing the song! He kept on singing it, the band made it through a couple of choruses and then it fell apart like a cheap lawn chair. Yes it fell apart but it was fantastic. It was the only cover (excluding Shamrocks and Shenanigans) that I ever heard from them, until I found that video. Well done.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Actual before Potential

I'm siding with Aristotle

Just Right is a cereal suitable for every meal

Growing up I ate cereal twice a day nearly every day. For breakfast and for a nighttime snack.

Just Right. It's like the Chunky soup of cereals. It is a meal.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

New Strings For Ophelia

Alright, I had some other titles in mind but this (above) is what I settled on. I was going to maybe go with "Unwound G" or possibly "10-46" but I thought they were a little too obscure.

So, who is Ophelia? One of my guitars. The one I learned on actually. For years it had no name. It was my only guitar. I began to be in a state of near disrepair. Mostly problems with the electronics were the issue. Never a big deal, one of the wires would habitually come unsoldered leaving one of the tonepots bypassed and out of the circuit.Finally one day (as I was plugging in the lead and about to play) the plastic jack plate broke and the jack fell out of the guitar along with some wire and whatnot. It was quite the display of failure. Ultimately it resulted in a repair requiring more than just some solder. It meant the guitar was effectively no longer an electric guitar. There was no way to plug it in to an amp. It happened the very day that I put money down on a new guitar. So I named her Ophelia, she killed herself in the despair of betrayal.

For many years she stayed in her coffin, I mean case. Finally this past fall autumn she was reanimated. A new jack-plate, the old jack and some solder and everything was good as new, nearly. 12 year old guitar strings on a guitar that hasn't been played for the same 12 years? Not good. I put up with it until today. I had other guitars I could play. I've even played Ophelia a bit. The sound of the old strings was actually pretty good. The feeling of rusted dirty metal under my fingers was not.

Having spent the past 12 years stringing a guitar with slotted machine heads, and only restringing the 12-string (a guitar with non-slotted machine heads) after breaking a string, I was a little unpracticed with "modern" machine heads. It turns out I have become very accustomed to slotted Klusons. I struggled with the low E, I overwound the high E (I always alternate when restringing. One low, one high, etc) and cut my right pinky. Broken strings are deadly! I discovered later that I had cut my left pinky too. I dunno... I got the hang of it by the time I strung up the D string. It's amazing how it came back to me. Sort of like riding a bike I suppose. I used to think slotted tuners on every guitar would be beneficial. Maybe that's a little extravagant or superfluous. Maybe that sentence was a little redundant and unnecessary. ;)

Anyway, I got her tuned up and played Naima and a George Van Eps excerpt from an old issue of Guitar Player. Nice. The pleasant sonority of new strings. -sigh-

Why didn't I restring sooner?

I. Don't. Know.

I do know those jazz voicing were difficlut to finger with heavy guage "jazz" strings and are much easier with lighter guage "rock" strings. Ironic?

Saturday, June 20, 2009

In need of a melody

So far:

Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Not Much To Say

Really, I haven't go much. I'm just keeping my blog active. Uh..... I learned how to play AC/DC's Hells Bells....rhythm only. My physiotherapy is going well. I realise I haven't blogged about my accident, surgery and whatnot. I'll work on that. Maybe once things are back to normal, so I can tell the WHOLE story. we'll see....

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Facial Recog

I've touched on this in the past. I uploaded a photo of myself to find our who my "celebrity look-a-likes" were. I did not agree with the results. I tried it again this morning. I tried with three photos. One of how I probably really look, one of how I like to think I look and one that falls in to the do-I-really-look-like-that category. There were no overlapping results. None. I think it is more about facial expression recognition, and possibly head position recognition than actual facial recognition. (What do you expect for free on the internet?) While not agreeing with all the results I was surprised at the number of matches with famous women that my photos received. I think it's because my eyes are close together. Typically womens eyes are closer together than mens. I guess mens head are usually a little wider. Anyway, I prefer to think I look more like Rock Hudson (or even Oliver Stone) than I look like Neko Case. Not that there's anything wrong with how Neko Case looks. :)

Monday, May 18, 2009

The Song Or The Singer?

I once read an interview with B.B. King wherein he was asked about "bad songs." His response was that he'd never heard any bad songs, just songs presented badly. The interviewer thought that this was a very mature and understanding response. I thought the same thing and it's always in the back of my head anytime I hear a song I don't like. You see, "presented" could mean many things. It could mean the actual perfromance and accompanying musicianship, or it could mean the arrangement. Furthermore, the arrangment can vary in many ways: tempo, harmony, instrumentation etc. Anyway, I was first aware of how much difference an arrangement can make when Big Sugar's version of Dear Mr Fantasy started getting radioplay. Up until that time I had hated the song (I don't mind it now) by Traffic. The Big Sugar version was appealling to me though and has remained one of my favourite songs.

What got me thinking about this enough to write it all down was my coming across, on YouTube, Los Straitjackets doing My Heart Will Go On. Quite something. Also, arrangements were on my mind anyway as I've been working on turning Weezer's Pork n Beans into an all guitar instrumental....

Last week I heard Crying by Honeymoon Suite and thought it might sound good as Rockabilly. I'm not sure where I'm going with all of this......

I guess it comes down to this: Do you want to listen to the song, the arrangment or the performer? :-)

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Grimaced Dissent

Usually captcha is some sort of nonsense or gibberish. Tonight I came across this one:
grimaced dissent. Kinda sounds like an album title or something...

Monday, April 27, 2009

This Bunn is just taking up space

I could spend some time thinking about this and weighing usefulness, but I'll go with the first thing that pops in my head.

Brew, baby, BREW!

The most useless thing in our house is the coffee maker that's missing a carafe. You could make some coffee, but it would end up in a puddle on the floor. I suppose that's a use....

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Things On My Mind

Come to think of it, that could be the title of any blog. Anyway, the things on my mind are Coffee & Collectibles and Plinky.

Coffee & Collectibles

Once upon a time I would daydream of collecting coffee-makers. Mostly of Moka pots. Pots of various sizes and function. Various colours and finishes. Various price points... Anyway, It didn't come to fruition. Mostly because of money, but partly because of redunancy. However, inadvertantly, I ended up with a coffee maker collection anyway. A french press, a Moka pot (a real one, a Bialetti), a single cup drip brewer, another "moka" pot (not a real one, but still Italian), a large drip brewer (a BrewStation from Hamilton Beach), another single cup drip brewer slightly smaller than the first, another large drip brewer, (a Bunn with a carafe, missing one carafe - more on that later), and finally an Ibrik. The Ibrik and the small single cup were both acquired as ancilliary tools. The small single cup was purchased so that the metal filter could be pillaged for the larger brewer. The Ibrik was purchased as a means of transporting water from the water cooler or the sink to the brewer on my desk. This week I finally put the Ibrik to proper use. It makes very nice coffee. Possibly nicer than the Moka, possibly easier than the other brewers, possibly less messy. Hmm, why did the world stop using this method? So, there you have it. A mish-mash collection of coffee-makers. I still need a syphon, an espresso maker, a ... what else? :-)


Okay, so I was resistant to Plinky. I realise that most of my most recent blogs have been fueled by Plinky. Maybe I changed my mind. Maybe the questions got better. Who can say?

It's possible to connect Plinky to social network sites as well as blogs. It is also possible to connect updates from social network sites to updates on other social networks sites. I wonder if it's possible to connect everything in a big chain and make ones Internet presence explode in some sort of feedback loop? Probably not. ;)

More On That Later

The carafe brewer was a cast-off from my office. The carafe was accidentally broken one day. The brewer had long been a dust collector, so no one made any fuss about it. It came to pass that I acquired the brewer. I have looked online, I could replace the carafe with an authentic one for between $10 and $15. We haven't bothered. With all the other options for coffee, can you blame us? A Bunn does make good coffee though....

Lake Coffee

The spout in a Moka pot always makes me think of Lake Mead.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

My favorite place to hear music: Call The Office

Exposed brick and obscured sightlines are always a good time. They use to have Labatt 50 in quarts! I wonder if they still do...

Thursday, April 02, 2009

TinyURL, You Twit!

Recently, whilst on Twitter, the untlimate result of clicking on links posted by others is:

This got me thinking about information sharing. If the information someone is trying to give to me is not accessible, does that information have any value? If someone gave me a book that was unreadable, or a photo that was not developed or a broken light bulb I would not want those things. So, why would Iwant information I cannot retrieve? Hmmm.....

"You should check out this television programme, you'd really enjoy it. Oh? You don't get that channel? Too bad."


Monday, March 30, 2009

Zombies! (They're Coming To Get Us)

I think the zombies are already here. It's a metaphor for modern man, right? Isn't that what the zombie movies are really telling us? It's not that they're horror movies, they're social commentary. They're political critique. Existential ruminations about the loss of self. About the sameness,about powerlessness, about carelessness. The undead aren't coming to actually eat our brains. Our brains are being eaten by modern distractions (read b.s.). We have to take our metaphorical shotguns and torches and fend them off! Forget about "montée hors de la merde." Fight the zombies!

If I could eat nothing but ___ for a year

I think I could live for a year on Scottish food. Really.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I Had Some Ideas...

No, really, i had a great idea. Some interesting things actually happened, I was going to blog about actual stuff (Not packages left on doorsteps, not sushi) But......I'm going to bed instead.


Plinky? I Prefer Plinko!

So, I occasionally have bloggers block. I figured I'd give Plinky a try. Blech! It's like school. An assignment or a questionnaire or something. You call that a blog prompt? I don't think so...

I'm not sure what I was really expecting, but I know I'm disappointed.

Oh well.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

You need this flying car

So I tried out plinky. This is the question it gave me:

Engineers are getting closer to the dream of the flying car. How would you sell one of these if you were an auto dealer?

How would I sell one? One word: poorly.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

A Second Blog...

I've been thinking about creating a second blog. Not just a reposted blog but a different one with different content, I won't spoil the surprise yet. We'll see if I actually follow through....

Anyway, spring is here and my wrist is getting back to normal. Didn't I ever tell you about my wrist? Someday.......

Saturday, March 14, 2009


I disagree with question 8. It sounds like an opinion question. Nothing appeared very wrong to me in the thumbnail I saw. Oh well...

Question 1What does this say?????
1. a bird in the bush
2. a bird in the tree
3. a bird in my bush
4. a bird in the the bush (Correct Answer)
5. a bush in the tree

Question 2what is the word hidden in this picture???????
1. get
2. pet
3. net
4. let
5. jet (Correct Answer)

Question 3Stare at the centre of the pinwheel for about 30 seconds then look at the back of your hand. You should see a scary flesh creep effect. Ych a fi!
1. what that makes no sence
2. WOW!!
3. it worked
4. no it didnt work (Correct Answer)

Question 4what does this say
1. whichillusions
2. wordillusion (Correct Answer)
3. wordillusiom

Question 5do u see a young lady or an old lady.
1. Old lady
2. none
3. young lady
4. both (Correct Answer)
5. young man

Question 6does this really move or is it your imagination??????
1. it moves
2. imagination (Correct Answer)
3. nither

Question 7These scary fellows don't always appear as they seem. Obviously Dr. Angry appears on the left and Mr. Smiles on the right. But if you back away from your computer screen a few feet, the effect will switch around; Mr. Smiles will change places with Dr. Angry. The effect works at different distances for some people. I had to move back about 15 feet before the switch occurred.
1. wow it really works (Correct Answer)
2. nope doesnt change

Question 8Something appears very wrong with this picture. Can you find it
1. chairs
2. plant
3. railing (Correct Answer)
4. laptop
5. none of the above (Your Answer)

Question 9If there was a rooster sitting on a roof, and it laid an egg which way would the egg roll.
1. north
2. it wouldnt roll
3. west
4. roosters dont lay eggs (Correct Answer)
5. east

Question 10Mr and Mrs Smith were going to get married but they had to go over the river, how did they get over the river.
1. boat
2. airoplane
3. they were already married (Correct Answer)
4. they didnt want to get married anymore
5. swam
Your Answer: Skipped

Question 11If you went into a dark room with one match, and there was a fire place,a gas lanton and a lamp whic would you light first???
1. lamp
2. match (Correct Answer)
3. fireplace
4. lanton
5. none

Furthermore, question 10 doesn't say that Mr and Mrs Smith are getting married to each other. Nor is there a stipulation that it is not a second marriage/renewal. There just isn't enough information in the question to properly draw a conclusion.

Sunday, March 08, 2009

I Like Bowling

10 pin, that is. 5 pin has never held the same fascination for me. Not sure why. But 10 pin, oh yeah! We went bowling today, at a retro styled place. We should bowl more often. I should bowl more often anyway. I really do enjoy it. I like bowling shirts, I like the shoes, I like the retro bowling posters. I like Formica, I like cartoony atomic & boomerang designs, I even like bowling signs. Why don't I go bowling more often? I don't know. Anyway, I'm off to read up about the history of bowling...

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Wesson Oil, Chili, Sick & Wrong

I'm making chili. I searched for chili cook-off winning recipes. I encountered one that called for use of Wesson oil. Wesson isn't a brand one sees around hear. In fact I didn't know it was a brand for the longest time. I did know it was a song though. A song by a band called Sick & Wrong. So today, like times in the past, when I read Wesson oil I first thought of the song. I suppose for those already familiar with Wesson as a grocery item, hearing the song would have been a different experience than was mine. I wonder if I will now have strange imagery associated with making chili.....

Monday, February 02, 2009

7 More Beers, Your Worship

I try to stay away from politics. About our mayor, I do have some questions though....

1) Why does our mayor work as a server at her husband's restaurant?
2) Why did I see her buying a baby shower gift at Dollarama?
3) Did her husband really think he could escape the OPP whilst on foot?
4) Can't the mayor afford a reliable automobile?

Okay, so none of that is actually about politics. There is, however, always some political controversy in London. Why must the latest controversy be about the mayor's drunk husband?

Oh, bother.....

Friday, January 23, 2009

Nearly T-Boned

Well not really. But it could have happened. As we were making a right turn into our driveway. (Is it more correctly "turn in to"? One goes into a house, but do you really go into a driveway?) Anyway....
We live on the north side of our street. We work in the east part of the city. We travel west to get home. So, we make a right turn when we get home. There is only one wetsbound lane in front of our house. There are two westbound lanes further east. The road is still wide enough for two vehicles (barely) just before our driveway. Rest assured dear reader that there is only one lane. There is one lane and it is also not possible to pull into the driveway when one's vehicle is close to the curb. One must be closer to the centre line. This is especially true in the winter. Not only is there much snow piled up on the boolavard, there is much snow piled up on the street just before our driveway. This is caused by the plow. The plow also truncates the aperature at the end of our driveway. So, in the winter you must make an even wider right turn to get into our driveway. Tonight I made such a turn. I had my right turn signal on in plenty of time, I was also braking. Two good signs a vehicle is about to make a right turn. For some reason the driver behind my tried to pass me. On the right! Really. Along the curb/snow-mound where there is no longer a lane, nor has there been one for nearly 100ft, he/she tried to pass. Whilst I was slowing down, about to turn, signalling that I was about to turn, about to turn into the path of this vehicle, whilst all of that was happening he/she tried to pass me. Honestly! Who throws a shoe? If ever there is a collision at the end of my driveway I imagine it will be difficult to bite my tongue. I don't think I've ever publicly berated anyone, but there's a first time for everything.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Mo' Better Laksa

we went
To the other location of our favourite
VietThai restaurant
It was much better
Been an
Off Night
at the other pla

Saturday, January 10, 2009

A Pho-gettable Meal

So, last night we dined at our favourite Viet-Thai restaurant. It was disappointing. I'm not sure what has happened in the kitchen, but it just wasn't' as good as usual. Maybe our expectations were too high. Maybe we were thrown off by the new ordering procedure. Maybe it was the fact that our tea (which usually is brought to the table just after you sit down) didn't arrive until our food was on the table. Hopefully it was just an off night.

The new ordering procedure will take some getting used to. In the past you wrote down the item number of the dish you wanted (all items in the menu have a number*) on an order form that was provided with the menus. Then, once you had filled out the form and closed your menus a server would come and pick up the form, read back to you the names of the items that had been ordered (prompted only by the item numbers) and Bob's your uncle. Now you just order like in any other restaurant. Oh well.

*for example, non deep fried bbq pork rolls are item 504