Month: June 2009

june 26 2009

I’ll upload the episode tomorrow evening.

Right now I’m off to pick up an old friend from out-of-town who’s staying over.  So there will be a lot of cackling and not a lot of blogging happening. 

This started last night on Twitter and into today… my friend Stephane has decided to make it his mission to get me onto The Hour to meet George.  Read from the bottom up below:

june 26 2009

If you’d like to help him (and see me be awkward on TV) click on his name above.  And regardless if this works dude thanks, I’m flattered.

I used to make a huge deal of it, one time I stretched it out to six weeks.

Another year my friend and I had back-to-back birthdays so we threw a party at our house. I’d decided to sew my party outfit, a yellow mini-dress from a 1960s pattern I got at ValueVillage, accessorized with a long white scarf and gloves.

I screwed up and the thing took way longer to make than I’d anticipated.  One hour into the party I’m still upstairs sewing.  Two hours in I’m still there, but now my room is packed with my girlfriends helping me out while the party rages downstairs and everyone knows my birthday outfit is being made by me.

We finally get me into the thing, big entrance time, and I fell down the stairs and collapsed into my party.

Something flipped in me years ago and I no longer like celebrating it, tell no on, it’s not listed on Facebook.  I don’t know why people get all weird about that, telling me I “should have this and that planned”, it’s my day. Here’s what ended up happening.

june 25 2009

Meet Jay, aka Mr. Mobile.  He too has an internet show, see it here. 

He found me on Twitter and asked if I wanted another interview subject.  I said “how about we go to the Fantasy Farm?” to which he replied, “oh, I’ve heard it’s awful, I’m in!”

But we never made it… today was the worst thunderstorm we’ve had this summer, and like Jay pointed out, driving to the lowest point in Toronto was probably kinda dumb.  

I thought is was great and all amphibious-like going through the giant puddles, but did you know a car does not like getting that wet?  I didn’t; it gets all shaky and hates first gear.  I had to drive around while flooring it later to make sure it dried out, shucks.