She and Me

She: Come play sequins with us.

Me: Not right now, I'm eating my lunch, which is also a kind of game.

She: What? How is that a game?

Me: Well, uhh, if I eat everything on my plate, I win.

She: And if you can't finish everything, the food wins?

Me: That's right.

She: That's weird.

Me: Yeah, I know.

(She leaves and returns ten minutes later. I'm sweeping the crumbs off the plate and into the garbage.)

She: Looks like you lost.

Me: Oh well. Tried my best and that's all that matters. Time for sequins.





In other news, Spirit of the West is playing at the Commodore tonight! It'll be nice to see the good ol' boys again. Free Okanagan Springs for Biscotti and me? Please..

What A Day

There is nothing that could possibly be said to fully encapsulate what yesterday was like. Here's what can be said.. If you ever get the chance to go on "The Crawl" in the Spirit of the West limo-bus, do it. I am a very happy camper.

I'm going out on The Crawl!

When I won the four tickets to see Spirit of the West next Saturday, I got entered into the grand prize draw, the details of which I was only vaguely aware of. Something about the band recreating their song "The Crawl" and the grand prize winners following along in a limo from pub to pub.. I was told on Tuesday when I won the 4 tickets that the draw would be done Friday morning. Well, I forgot about it. Alarm went off at 6:30 this morning, with the radio tuned to Jack FM.. A few minutes go by, and then Larry & Willy are talking about the Spirit of the West thing.. Oh yeah! They took one more caller to win 4 tickets to the show, and he got entered into the draw for the grand prize as well.. Then Willy said good luck to Kim, Rob, so-and-so, so-and-so.. There were only 4 or 5 of us in the draw for the grand prize.. AND I WON!!!!!!

WOO-HOO!!!

Between 1 and 1:30 tomorrow afternoon, Biscotti and I are getting picked up in a limo-bus by a couple of promotors/Okanagan Springs people.. We'll be taking the limo-bus to the Troller in West Van, which will be the first of 6 stops. The Raven is another of the stops. We end up at the Railway Club in Vancouver.. I haven't been to any of the places that we'll be at tomorrow, so that adds to the excitement! AND, we're sharing the limo-bus with the boys from Spirit of the West! Holy Cannoli!

You'll have to excuse me..

Moments ago I talked to Willy of "Larry & Willy" on Jack FMMMMM. Spirit of the West is playing the Commodore next Friday and Saturday nights for St. Paddy's Day celebrations, and I won tickets to Saturday's show!! Woo-hoo!!! I've seen them before a few times, including at the Commodore with Biscotti, who is, of course, coming with me this time.. The prize is 4 tickets, so after Biscotti and I, there are two remaining. I know who is first up on the invite list. Could it be you? Does your name start with a K? Hmmmmmm.....

What am I? Stoked!

The fun stops here

Edited on Sunday, March 6, 2005 at 11:16am

I got a fortune cookie. The fortune reads: Never trouble trouble till trouble troubles you. The entry that was posted here on Saturday March 5, 2005 at 11:45am has been deleted. As you were.

WWMD

No, it is not WMD. It is WWMD, as in What Would Mulder Do. This is the question I ask myself when facing life-altering decisions. The question I am currently facing is, what should I do with my hair? Sure, laugh away, cuz that's what I'm doing.. "life-altering" indeed! But really, my hair is longer than it has been in a long long time. Perhaps the longest it has ever been.. I'm liking having long hair.. I should clarify that what you're thinking of long hair might not be relevant in this case. You see, I'm using the term "long hair" relative to how long MY hair usually is.. It's long for me because it's tickling parts of my face that aren't used to being touched by my own hair.. The front of my hair, when pulled straight down, reaches exactly to the bottom tip of my chin. I didn't know that until I just pulled my hair down prior to that previous sentence. The thing is, it's getting warmer, and baseball season is starting and I don't think this 'do will look good in a baseball hat.. Gruber anyone? For a while now I've been letting it grow longer as I consider what to do, until I come to a decision. The thing is, I've been doing a lot of considering and so far there isn't any decision to speak of.. Meanwhile the hair just keeps on going.. A couple of weeks ago I was thinking about Billy Crudup's character in the movie Big Fish. (Great movie by the way.) But upon further review his hair is shorter than I had remembered. Perhaps his hair in Without Limits would be better! (Great movie by the way.) I don't know.. More considering needed I guess..

In this case, I don't know what Mulder would do, so I now give you a song.. (by "a song" I suppose I mean "the written lyrics of a song")

"David Duchovny" by Bree Sharp

It's Sunday night, I am curled up in my room
The tv light fills my heart like a balloon
I hold it in best I can, I know I'm just another fan
But I can't help feeling I could love this secret agent man
And I can't wait anymore for him to discover me
I got it bad for David Duchovny
David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me?
My friends all tell me 'Girl you know it's just a show,'
But deep within his eyes I see me wrapped up like a bow
Watching the sky for a sign, the FBI's on my mind
I'm waiting for the day when my lucky stars align
In the form of David Duchovny floating above me
In the alien light of the spaceship of love
David Duchovny, hovering above me
American Heathcliff, brooding and coming
David Duchovny, why won't you love me
Why won't you love me, why won't you love me?
So smooth and so smart, he's abducted my heart
And I'm falling apart from the looks I've received from those eyes
I can't believe, well you can say I'm naive
But he told me to believe
My bags are packed, I am ready for my flight
Gonna put an end to my daydream days and sleepless nights
Sitting like a mindless clone, wishing he would tap my phone
Just to hear the breath of the man, the myth, the monotone
And I would say David Duchovny, why won't you love me
Why won't you love me, why won't you love me?
David Duchovny, why won't you love me
Why won't you love me, why won't you love me?
David Duchovny, I want you to love me
To kiss and to hug me, debrief and debug me
David Duchovny, I know you could love me
I'm sweet and I'm cuddly
I'm gonna kill Scully
David Duchovny, why won't you love me
Why won't you love me, why won't you love me?

to except and prevent

"We would gladly except any board games or toys your child might not need any more." Normally I would've said something, but other staff had already signed the bottom with a festive Easter message, and the paper was about to be photocopied about 50 times. Ah well.. (My message: have a 'hoppy' Easter! hop hop hop)

Reminds me of an Academy Awards moment a few years back.. Someone was presenting an award, lifetime achievement I think.. and was just about at the conclusion when she said, "I am very happy to prevent this award.. oops, present this award to..."