Friday, October 12, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Abandoned Shoes
Every once in a while, you come across these in your travels. I don't know how they get there or where they're going, it's one of the great mysteries of life, but I do know Abandoned Shoes would make a great band name.
In this case, it looks like the Shoes had some creative differences and Right Shoe decided to embark on a solo career. Godspeed, Right Shoe.
Left Shoe retired to make candles and raise sheep. Or possibly make candles out of sheep.
In this case, it looks like the Shoes had some creative differences and Right Shoe decided to embark on a solo career. Godspeed, Right Shoe.
Left Shoe retired to make candles and raise sheep. Or possibly make candles out of sheep.
Wednesday, October 03, 2012
Why I post things here instead of LJ or facebook, even though nobody actually reads this:
People really like getting offended. For example, my bit about Canadian Thanksgiving, what do ya wanna bet someone would chime in with some very Important and Serious meaning behind Canadian Thanksgiving that involves people being Horribly Oppressed (because Important and Serious meanings always do) that would make me feel horrible about my innocuous little rambling. The internet is a minefield of that stuff, and a complete lack of humor or PERSPECTIVE. And I do not wish to feel horrible, so.
Ditto my not caring about politics. BUT YOU HAVE TO CARE, BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE OPPRESSED! Paying attention to this crap makes me feel oppressed. So, I have un-oppressed one person. Yay for me. Also, I care just enough to vote. I'm not a Barbarian. I just don't want to hear all the blah blah blah.
I really would like people to read this, though. Just not people I know. I don't care if random strangers get offended by something innocuous, cause I don't have to deal with it.
People really like getting offended. For example, my bit about Canadian Thanksgiving, what do ya wanna bet someone would chime in with some very Important and Serious meaning behind Canadian Thanksgiving that involves people being Horribly Oppressed (because Important and Serious meanings always do) that would make me feel horrible about my innocuous little rambling. The internet is a minefield of that stuff, and a complete lack of humor or PERSPECTIVE. And I do not wish to feel horrible, so.
Ditto my not caring about politics. BUT YOU HAVE TO CARE, BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE OPPRESSED! Paying attention to this crap makes me feel oppressed. So, I have un-oppressed one person. Yay for me. Also, I care just enough to vote. I'm not a Barbarian. I just don't want to hear all the blah blah blah.
I really would like people to read this, though. Just not people I know. I don't care if random strangers get offended by something innocuous, cause I don't have to deal with it.
Reflections on my new life ~
1. I love my husband! D'awww :)
2. Using foreign money kinda feels like playing dress-up.
3. In Canada, Sportscenter is spelled Sportscentre. THIS WEIRDS ME OUT FOR SOME REASON.
4. I love doing fall activities with my husband! D'awwww :)
5. In a cruel twist of irony, we were unable to go apple picking. However, in the spirit of GO PICK SOME GODDAMN APPLES, we're gonna GO PICK OUT A GODDAMN PUMPKIN AND CARVE THAT SUCKA.
6. Ceasing to care about politics is the best thing I've ever done. I recommend it to everyone, especially politicians.
7. I love my cat! And my husband! D'awwwww!
8. I don't understand Canadian Thanksgiving. It's like, oh yeah, we got yo turkey, and yo stuffing, and yo mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce, but we gonna eat it all in OCTOBER! TAKE THAT, AMERICA! And there are no pilgrims and natives coming together to... fight over who gets the last turkey leg, or whatever, so what exactly are they being thankful for? Hockey? ... oh, wait. :(
9. I move to Canada, and HOCKEY STOPS EXISTING. Um... sorry, Canada? I was aiming for Justin Bieber, I swear.
10. Domestic = love. So, so happy. I am finally me in this world of non me-ness!!
11. One thing that's really great about being the 'weird kid...' when you grow up you get to fall in love with another 'weird kid' who appreciates you and likes doing dorky stuff with you like playing Magic in the park. I bet the divorce rate is much lower among so-called 'weird' people! ;)
1. I love my husband! D'awww :)
2. Using foreign money kinda feels like playing dress-up.
3. In Canada, Sportscenter is spelled Sportscentre. THIS WEIRDS ME OUT FOR SOME REASON.
4. I love doing fall activities with my husband! D'awwww :)
5. In a cruel twist of irony, we were unable to go apple picking. However, in the spirit of GO PICK SOME GODDAMN APPLES, we're gonna GO PICK OUT A GODDAMN PUMPKIN AND CARVE THAT SUCKA.
6. Ceasing to care about politics is the best thing I've ever done. I recommend it to everyone, especially politicians.
7. I love my cat! And my husband! D'awwwww!
8. I don't understand Canadian Thanksgiving. It's like, oh yeah, we got yo turkey, and yo stuffing, and yo mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce, but we gonna eat it all in OCTOBER! TAKE THAT, AMERICA! And there are no pilgrims and natives coming together to... fight over who gets the last turkey leg, or whatever, so what exactly are they being thankful for? Hockey? ... oh, wait. :(
9. I move to Canada, and HOCKEY STOPS EXISTING. Um... sorry, Canada? I was aiming for Justin Bieber, I swear.
10. Domestic = love. So, so happy. I am finally me in this world of non me-ness!!
11. One thing that's really great about being the 'weird kid...' when you grow up you get to fall in love with another 'weird kid' who appreciates you and likes doing dorky stuff with you like playing Magic in the park. I bet the divorce rate is much lower among so-called 'weird' people! ;)
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