Monday, February 13, 2012

Life as a blonde

Tiia's friend Cathy came by not too long ago and let me try her fairer locks on for a moment. I gotta say, I had more fun...but I'm sure that had more to do with the company. Cathy's got some seriously positive energy going on – she actually makes the room brighter. I wonder if that's how her hair got that way. Can people do that? It'd be cool if they could. Heck, it'd be cool if I could do that. I wonder what colour I'd want my hair to be. I like the Porty White, but it's hard to keep clean. Doodle Brown is okay, but a bit common. Maybe a deep grey? Like a Hawaiian sky before a storm. See what I did there?

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

It speaks for itself.


Dan and I stumbled across this the other day in Chatsworth Ravine.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

We interrupt this program for a special announcement...

This is a test of the Emergency Broadcast System. Should there ever be a worldwide shortage of cheese, you'll see me in front of you just like this. That'll be your sign to go to the fridge and get me whatever you've got left. And remember to be thorough – it's an emergency after all.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Ask The Maui Monster

Dear Maui Monster...

Like you, I watch the Superbowl with my family every year. I can usually count on enjoying bits and pieces of the feast what with all the dropped food, but I got completely shut out this year. I think I need a new game plan for XLVII. Any thoughts?

- Giant Letdown


Dear GL...

Tough loss, for sure – there's nothing quite like a Superbowl smorgasbord. Here are three schemes I employ during the big game. I normally run them concurrently, but you can focus on one at a time if you want.

1. Read the room.
Take stock of who's around you a few minutes before the game. You should be able to identify who's cheering for which team by their conversations or, if you're lucky, by their clothes. What you want to do is hang around the people supporting the team that's ahead in the score, as they're more likely to be standing, cheering and talking smack; hence, more likely to drop stuff. Be careful not to get fooled by people wearing a jersey of a team not playing in the game; there's one of those at every party – at least, every one I'm at.


2. Spot the mismatches
When the food starts coming out, you'll see who the experienced buffet-style eaters are, and who's prone to spills and drops. You'll want to get a good view of the room, so best to take a step back and survey it all.



3. Look for weaknesses
There's always someone who wants to give you their food. Find them and exploit the hell out of them. I got Lasagna with remnants of smoked salmon, chicken wings and some sort of yummy dill sauce. A super bowl indeed.



Friday, February 3, 2012

A three hour tour

Now that's more like it!

My lord, it'd been a long time since we went for a walk like that – about four and half years by my count. It used to mean we were hosting a party later that night and the peeps wanted to tucker me out. Now that we're finally in our house, perhaps it'll mean that again? I've heard rumblings.

Anyway, Dan and I explored the new 'hood, and I gotta say I'm pleasantly surprised. I'd met NoBlo (north of Bloor for the out-of-towners) dogs before, and they all raved about the parks. At the time, I payed little attention because my home field was Trinity Bellwoods, and in my mind there was no real competition. In retrospect, the evaluation was premature.


The peeps lost two frisbees in six days. I think that's a record.
This is my new red one. The over-under is nine weeks.

Junior the Newf, one of the two dogs we met in Forest Hill Memorial Arena Park. He's 175 pounds and moves like it. He had no real chance of taking the disc from me, but it was fun watching him try.

Harvey the Dane, the second of the two.

After some spirited cardio, it was time for a little lifting.