"At last my love has come along" as the old song says. Leslie arrives tomorrow at the scheduled time of 11:59. I don't know what else to say. I can hardly believe we made it this far after so much time just dreaming.
Now we awake...
7/31/2007
7/02/2007
Lost My Comments
I wanted to salvage my original blog and in doing so I seem to have lost all my comments. Sad but I still have all of the posts. The posts since April are in a different version I will see if I can get those switched over somehow.
Alas the glob has been cloned and now once more resides on a blogspot but at least with the classic template.
Alas the glob has been cloned and now once more resides on a blogspot but at least with the classic template.
5/15/2007
Surfs Up
I always wanted a skateboard. When I was twelve I begged my parents to buy me one. Funny thing was that technique worked for so many things but not for the skateboard, or the pet monkey. At some point I realized I wasn't getting a monkey or a skateboard. I resorted to other tactics. Fortune left me with a choice one fine day in the form of a neighbourhood kid's skateboard left in our driveway. Who was I to say no thanks to the gods. Especially after all that praying. I didn't know who to pray to but I figured quantity would prevail and just prayed to the whole darned Universe in an early spiritual version of spam.
So I had a skateboard. I also had access to a can of silver spray paint. Soon I dubbed my new polyurethane board "the Silver Surfer". The biggest problem was that I couldn't use it in front of any other humans. I snuck it out into the parking of of the Nursing Home when no one was around and learned how not to fall as much and how to avoid breaking my skull in exchange for twisting my ankle.
One day, well a thre days later actually, my mother asked me a very significant question: "Have you seen Craig's skateboard?" Craig's mother Mrs. Pitt had called. I did what any child would do. I lied. "No. No I haven't" and left the room in a classic avoidance strategy.
A guilt trip followed. From my mother but also from that annoying little voice in my head. I came up with what I was certain was a clever plan. I waited a day and reported that I may have seen the skateboard in a ditch nearby. Sure enough there it was. it was returned soon thereafter and no questions were asked.
Childhood: the formative years of the criminal mind.
So I had a skateboard. I also had access to a can of silver spray paint. Soon I dubbed my new polyurethane board "the Silver Surfer". The biggest problem was that I couldn't use it in front of any other humans. I snuck it out into the parking of of the Nursing Home when no one was around and learned how not to fall as much and how to avoid breaking my skull in exchange for twisting my ankle.
One day, well a thre days later actually, my mother asked me a very significant question: "Have you seen Craig's skateboard?" Craig's mother Mrs. Pitt had called. I did what any child would do. I lied. "No. No I haven't" and left the room in a classic avoidance strategy.
A guilt trip followed. From my mother but also from that annoying little voice in my head. I came up with what I was certain was a clever plan. I waited a day and reported that I may have seen the skateboard in a ditch nearby. Sure enough there it was. it was returned soon thereafter and no questions were asked.
Childhood: the formative years of the criminal mind.
Flat Coated Retriever
I met a new dog in the park on the weekend. A Flat Coated Retriever. It is related to the St. John's Water dog which is the ancestor of the Newfoundland, the Labs and the Golden Retriever as well. A mighty fine pedigree. She was a very sweet dog. She has a bearish head somewhere between a Lab and a Newf. Such good temper and a nice long coat. in brief, I want one.
2/03/2007
Burning Log Blog Burned Out
if you are wondering what happened to the Burning Log it has met the same fate as the original Glob and Wail. It is hosted on my jamesmac server which the NEW Blogger will not publish to for reasons I have not had time to investigate.
1/10/2007
okay I actually do have more to blog about that the weather. Leslie is still here and we have been having a really great time going out to eat, buying CDs (yes we still do that, Tom Waits Orphans 3 disc set 56 songs is fantastic) drinking good beer, cooking and generally planning for the move in the spring as well as just enjoying being together. last night we read a really creepy story called "Sometimes Children Wander Away" in the collection Nocturnes by John Connelly an Irish writer of macabre tales. Life is good. I am still loving my new job. I can't really imagine needing much more.
1/09/2007
1/04/2007
Blogged Down
Recently Blogger integrated with my Google account providing a new interface for posting as well as other back end changes. What ever the reason for those changes I have not been able to post recently. I don't know if it is because I host my own blog or not but the connection has been undependable. In fact my blog has been unpublishable for a few days.
In other news the weather is crazy. The grass is green , birds sing, bulbs are coming up in some areas. It's January in what was once the second coldest capital on the planet. It's worrying since this has been the trend for the past few years.In fact it's not just a local warming. the Arctic environment is quickly changing.
Weird Warm Weather
In other news the weather is crazy. The grass is green , birds sing, bulbs are coming up in some areas. It's January in what was once the second coldest capital on the planet. It's worrying since this has been the trend for the past few years.In fact it's not just a local warming. the Arctic environment is quickly changing.
Weird Warm Weather