SPIKE JONZE RULES.

His famous "Invisible Skateboard" video was awesome, and so were where the wild things are, the sweet backwards pharcyde video, and the many many more music vids and short films, but i think this is top 5 for me.
HOW did he do this?Is this shit really exploding?And if it is, would YOU trust spike enough to skate through this?

A 3 Strike Tuesday

I woke up this morning with an enormous STYE in my EYE.  For those of you who don't know what that is, it's an infection in your eyelid, due to the eyelash folicle being blocked and getting generally angry with you.  It hurts, and it looks, well, nasty.  Treatment is putting a warm cloth on your eyelid and hangin out like that til it goes away.

(I can't believe i'm putting this picture on the internet.)

This was a big "strike 1" on my Tuesday morning.  I decided to wear my comfy size XL jogging pants because I was feeling terribly sorry for myself for having to wake up at 3:30 with a large painful, ugly-red-thing on my eye. I basically work in a cave for the first 4.5 hours of my shift, so i figured it was acceptable attire until I was off air at 9am.  Then I would change.
The universe, however, had other plans.  As soon as I got into my car and turned the first corner, I sprayed hot coffee all over said joggers.
Is this the universes way of telling me that no matter how nasty i feel, and no matter how early i get up, jogging pants in public are a big no-no?!

If there universe WAS trying to tell me something- i ignored it.  which can't be a good thing.  This was a large "strike 2" on my morning.  "Strike 3" was icing on the cake.  Because i was running a little late, I ran into my morning commute NEMESIS. It comes in the form of a 1980's Itasca Sunrise. (not unlike this photo).  it's got veterans plates, and NEVER goes above 50km/hour. It's terribly annoying considering there is nowhere to pass it safely, and I only run into it when i'm running a ew minutes late.  4:20am road rage is an ugly thing.

Right now i'm on air with the morning show, and quite happy knowing I had my 3 stikes of SUCK for the day already and it's only 6:30am.

INDOCTRINATION...BAD?

The other night I was at my first Canucks game of the season.  I am a huge hockey fan and eat, sleep and breathe Canucks for a good part of the year.  In front of us, sat two young boys.  One in an Oilers jersey, one in a Canucks jersey.  Obviously the kid in the Canucks jersey was cuter, and between you and me, looked far more intelligent.  Anyways, what was my point?  Oh yes, indoctrination.  Definition here. I had a little debate with my friend about the jerseys. (Incidentally, we decided afterwards that having this debate in front, or rather, directly behind these kids and their parents AT the game, was rather inapropriate, but that's really here nor there)  So, my friend believes that by putting a child in a jersey, or a onesie displaying team colours/logo such as this little number:

It is not respecting their right to choose which team they actually want to cheer for.  It puts us in a power position of deciding for them who is worthy or their support.  Now although I completely uderstand why in principal this is wrong, I dare you to deny the cute factor of these booties:

and I find it incomparable to indoctrinating other types of beliefs. (religion, politics etc) I was very lucky to have a mother who made it clear that these were my decisions to make in life, and am forever grateful to her for letting me find my own way in those regards.  So here's the bottom line:  My friend is right, but i don't feel like supporting a sports team is in the same category as the bigger questions in life, and furthermore there is a small window for this cute factor and I feel like especially at a very young age, there is probably no harm in dressing them in Canucks jerseys and such, taking a ton of pictures, only to keep them for years so down the road when your child has decided on their own that they loooove the Leafs, (bleck) you can torcher them with said pictures for your enjoyment.   Thoughts on this? Am I weak of will and mind? Corporate Whore?

A few more for the road:

and a whole other debate...

Soul Pancake, and other inter-gems...

I am training someone today at work who needs no training, which means for 3 hours i get to hang out on the interwebs, guilt free.  I've spent most of that time this morning at Soul Pancake.  If you're planning on wasting time on the internet, this is a great place to do it.  Unlike the old faves LOL cats and  fail blog, and my new favourite total waste of time, Texts from Last Night, Soul Pancake is a place where people go to ask and answer many of lifes big questions.  It offers food for thought (mmm pancakes) and creativity to boot. 

One more before I go.  The Hype Machine is great.  The greatest feature is that when you search for an artist it shows you when or if that artist is in your area, and where they are playing.   It's really thorough too!

I'm outta words for now.

The Most Wonderful Thing

Two of the most incredible people in the world just did something amazing. They had a baby girl. My dear dear friends just spent an entire day bringing her into this world.
I can't explain the joy this brings me. (i am of course, going to try though)
I believe it's partly due to the fact that I've watched my friend grow from a sometimes angst ridden, grimy teenaged boy into a wonderful friend, husband, and now father! His wife is a rock of a woman, with wisdom coming out of her ears, and i truly believe that together, they are unstoppable.
Almost a year ago now, another friend of mine brought a baby boy into the world. i was overjoyed then too. i think though, that i'm even more excited this time, because i've had the chance now to understand (as much as an aunty with no kids of her own can) just what a profound event it is to have a child.
Now it's time to Celebrate!!!!

Gran Paparazzi

http://www.granpaparazzi.com/

These people are genius. This is absolutely my favourite blog to follow right now. I've always loved the amazing style that many seniors carry with them from the days when every man and woman had a few good hats, and they knew the value of a well taylored suit.

Check it out!

Morning glory

I was never that girl. Even as a semi angst-ridden teen, I never felt
the need to stay up late or sleep in late. It's just not in my nature.
I am a great sleeper in fact I've often wished there was a job in
which I could put this talent to use! "professional sleeper" at your
service. You need me to sleep through a concert? Done. Sleep trough
multiple alarms, fall asleep mid party, within 1 minute of closing my
eyes? Sure thing! People say I must have nothing on my conscience.
Perhaps they are right, although I think it's more a matter of being
constantly sleep deprived.
Back now though to the matter at hand. My ode to the morning. While
most people are wiping sleep out there eyes, I am soaking in the
stillness of the morning, the freshness of the air the clarity of my
mind. On a summers morning the air is cool, comfortable before the
heat of the day sets in. And rhe thing I love most, is the solitude.
Sure, there are often a few other people about, but those few are
nothing compared to the chaos that comes with a million people in rush
hour. Bleck.
Thank goodness for small towns in the morning- mornings at camp, or on
a body of water. Thank goodness for early alarm clocks which enable me
to enjoy this time... and thank GOODNESS for coffee.

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