Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Got away from the eyes a bit

A creative writing teacher in high school once told me to carry a little notebook around so that I wouldn't forget ideas I came up with. That was great advice then, and great advice now - but of course I still forget the notebook. I've actually purchased probably over a hundred little notebooks over the years, losing them at random locations.

I remembered today that I need a new little notebook because I came up with an idea on the way to boxing, forgot it on the way home, and only (and luckily) remembered it now.

So, on to the point of this entry....

I went to an arts high school (like Fame, but without lunchtime dancing) and studied video production and writing. While I enjoyed both, video production always was my favourite. The program I was in was comprehensive, so I had to be dragged out of the editing bay every so often to attend other classes. Writing is fun - but to be honest, I'm an emotional coward and I find my writing to be missing something. You're probably wondering why I waited until three years into writing this blog, that now I admit this - but hey, I'm not perfect - I just want to be loved. ANYWAYS - I tried my hand at different types of writing - short stories, play writing, poetry (not a lot), etc... Play writing was something I had never thought of doing - but I ended up being apparently good at it. Enough that I received straight superiors at the 1993 Florida District X Thespian Festival. Straight fucking superiors man! The next spring I went to the state festival and only got straight excellents, which was bullshit.

The only reason I'm bringing this up because I've spent a couple hours a day over the last week writing an installation manual and a user's guide for a new product we have coming out at work. Not glamourous work by any stretch of the imagination. I keep thinking to mysefl "Fuck - I gotg straight superiors at the District X Thespian Festival" and here I am writing a bloody instruction manual. Damnit."

Anyway - I won't be on the NY Times Bestseller's List with these manuals, but at least I'm technically published. Hooray!

Sunday, April 20, 2008

This is where the BlackBerry 9000 series comes from. Probably.

My BlackBerry Curve is making out with an iPhone.

Even though we're in the 21st century, this kind of inter-manufacturer relationship can still make people stop and stare - and then puke. Seriously devices, get a room - and yes, I know my kitchen technically is a room - that's not the point. No one wants to see you doing what you're doing. Also, even though you both have 2 mega pixel cameras, that does not mean you need to take photos of your private time activities and post them directly to Facebook. I wish I had of bought a skin for my Curve now, because lord knows where that iPhone has been. Maybe there's some Purel lying around somewhere.

How long do you batteries last for anyways? "That's what she said!".


I don't care, BlackBerry Curve, if you do have the Facebook application loaded - no one (other than maybe some deranged Apple/RIM fanboys) want to see you necking. You both disgust me. Have you no shame? And iPhone - stop playing tracks off your "In The Mood" playlist. You are ruining Michael Buble for me.

Friday, April 18, 2008

This is Sports Center

For your Friday viewing pleasure, this is SPORTS CENTER!

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Having Arrived

I have arrived. Today, as I pulled into my driveway, my status as homeowner transcended from "I have a house where I've only hung four photos" to "Homeowner who orders giant bag of soil". Yes, I have a giant bag of soil in my driveway - courtesy of the fine folks at Greenhorizons. Just as a side note - their website is How awesome is that?

Anyway - now that I have a giant bag of soil, my neighbours know that I'm serious about putting some flowers in the flower beds. I might even buy some grass seed. Who knows? Maybe I'm planning on growing corn. I've always wanted to brew my own beer, so I could grow my own hops (where does one acquire hop seeds) and then brew some cerveza mas fina in my garage.

The sky's the limit when you have a giant bag of soil.

I cannot contain my excitement over this. My wife doesn't understand - to her it is just a bag of soil. To me, it is a statement. What that statement is, well, I have no idea.

It is so heavy, I cannot pull it from its current resting place in front of the garage. Thank goodness the garage is so full of shit that I'd never have a hoping chance in hell of actually getting a car in there. Yet another side note, I left three bags of leaves and two bags of grass clippings in the garage over the winter and the squirrels of the Squirrel Empire decided to eat or steal the bags. Now there are just three mounds of leaves and two mounds of grass clippings. I'm wondering how long I can get away without actually re-bagging them? Is there a by-law for this?

Wait, I'm losing focus - I need to get back to the giant bag of soil. Looking at the bag of soil, I can kind of understand what the monkeys in "2001 - A Space Odyssey" felt like when the monolith first appeared. They turned bones into tools and I'm going to turn that giant bag of soil into some flowers, corn, tomatos, jalapeno peppers, and a pumpkin. Watch out farmers of Ontario - there's a new kid in town.

I hope my Dell XPS 420 doesn't try to push my out an airlock.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

...By The Pale Moon Light

A new post on Brew Blog is saying that our friends at Molson Coors are planning on releasing a new member to their "Blue Moon" line - a pale ale named appropriately enought - "Pale Moon". If you look at the label, you'll see that like it's big brother, Pale Moon is brewed in Toronto, Canada - about a 50 minute drive up the 401 from where I live.
Blue Moon, as I've ranted before, is only available in the states. In Canda, Rickards (which is part of Moslon Coors) sells a brew named "Rickards White" - which is identical in every flavour and colour to blue moon - even down to the fact you serve it with an orange slice.
I did write an angry (but sometimes comedic) letter to Molson asking why we couldn't get Blue Moon here. Maybe Rickards White was their answer to it. Now with Pale Moon - I'm starting to wonder if this renamed brand synergy is heading the opposite way. Rickards has other brews here - including Rickards Pale. Only a taste test will prove it - but I'm willing to bet that they're pretty similar.
I'm not complaining - I've got my Belgium style wheat beer and the States will get what is an amazingly good pale ale - all sides win! Still - why can't we get "Winter Moon" here?