how old am i?!

It's 5:09 in the morning; I woke up about a half an hour ago and am wide awake. I mean really, how fucking childish is this? Am I so excited about St. Nicks visit that I can't sleep? In reality I can't stop thinking about what I'm giving others this year and am eagerly anticipating their reactions. I only went to bed five hours ago so I must sleep but I figured that perhaps a little cathartic release would be a good thing. Now, I shall rest my head again and count pieces of double-sided tape and yards of imaginary ribbon.

Wader

HAPPY FESTIVUS!!!

That's all. So get out the aluminum pole and get ready for the feats of strengths and the airing of grievances.

Wader

found this little gem while wondering through the guts of my computer at work

I found this while cleaning up my computer. Almost 6 months ago I started and today was my last day. I never finished my trip notes but I can provide for you what I had until I stopped (this was written July 2nd). Enjoy the read and have a merry merry holiday.

There’s nothing worst then reading a step-by-step break down of anything, especially travel. At first it’s good, enjoyable, and easily accessible, but it soon it turns into a slide show. I’ll explain. Friends get back from some far away destination and have all these pictures and stories to share. Most of the stories are pure shit and nine times out of ten they end with “I guess you had to be there.” Then they show you their pictures of their trip and somewhere in the middle of the third photo album your eyes are wondering around the room scanning for an object that would be suitable to impale yourself on. So, I’m left with the question of how to make travel interesting without making the reader feel jealous and wanting to kill themselves because they will never, nor could they ever, have such a wonderful, fruitful, and fulfilling vacation. I’ll do my best to prevent the aforementioned from occurring.

Thursday the 30th of June of Grad. It was my last day of work and my final duty was to work the digital video camera for the ceremony, which in turn was projected on a big screen. The problem was that the projectors were shit and the entire exercise was in vain. Some things need to be worked out to make it worth while. The worst part however of graduation was not the video, or the students, not the speeches, the MC’s, the lack of pyrotechnics, or the musical interludes. The worst part of graduation was the parents (or to be more specific, the audience which consists mostly of parents, apparently a rather large number of intellectually stunted parent). At the end of the ceremony, when the names of the graduates were being announces parents were coming down the floor (the ceremony is in a hockey arena) and taking pictures. While, by the time that half of the students had been announced the floor was filled with parents and family members. So the people that got called last basically got screwed and no one heard their names or saw their faces. I was a little disappointed in humanity. Common sense does not exist, but sense, I’m sure, must exist on some plane. This entire group of people had no fucking sense of courtesy, civility, decency, or respect (while okay, a whole shit load of them didn’t, some remained in the stands; thank you for respecting the graduates.). Graduation is ridiculous fanfare anyhow, but if you’re going to do it, you may as respect it.

Directly after the ceremony I was off to Edmonton. I like driving alone because I like to blast the music, sing the entire way there, stop when I want, and so on. This time I gave a friend of mine a ride down. This friend we will call, Mich, but his real name sounds more like bile, and it starts with a K. Anyhow, Mich was a wonderful travel companion, he shared some great music with me and we had some great conversations. I got into Edmonton at about 2:30 in the morning, making the trip in about seven hours (hour lost because of the time change). I had never left so late in the day (about 6:30), but it really wasn’t that bad. I was awake and aware, and Mich’s charming company kept me awake. I’m rambling.

Things worth mentioning. The beaver in Beaver Lodge is the ugliest city place-marker I have ever seen. It’s big, ugly, and scary looking; it looks like it should be the mascot for a nuclear waste corporation because it looks like a fucking radiated menace that’s going to eat you and gnaw off King Kong’s legs.

Wader

it's all done

I have finished my Christmas letter. Running time: 1550 words (of gold). Many of you will be getting it in the mail soon, others will only hear about it and wonder how I could have possible forgotten about you. Remember that i have a huge family and paper, pictures, envelopes, and stamps cost money and if you don't get one it's not because I don't love you, it's just that I don't love you as much as I love others. Kidding... it's just an over site I'm sure.

I'm going to bed... oh, and it's a generic christmas letter so if you want it and don't get it... email me.

Wader

P.S. Narnia is worth seeing. Right now in fact. Go.

a little late but...

Last week Thursday was world AIDs day. Buenos Aires' adorned a obelisk with a pink condom and I really think this is worth seeing.

Here for a picture
Here for the story

Wader

Waldorf and Statler online

At movies.com the classic Muppet duo Waldorf and Statler review movies. This week, Rent.

Check it out... it's quite funny.

HERE NOW

Wader

in the spirit of...

edited movie trailers.

here

Christmas (if you never do anything else in your life, make sure that you click on this, it really is spectacular).

here

Wader

to bad. so damn sad.

Iran: Two More Executions for Homosexual Conduct

Wader

What an idiot.

One of the best things about the internet is the funny little things that you can find; further, I love blogs because they provide these things for me. So now I share with you some of these things.

Here, Bush tries to escape the press through a locked door.
a really cool picture that I took
click on the easter egg video for a funny Jeopardy Clip
the Savage Love column is always good for a read
The polish people aren't quite as far along as canada has come
Rent it!

Wader

as a fan.......

I am such a fan of Arrested Development and it's been canceled (or at least scaled back) but perhaps this fantastic rant from david cross will help.

http://mmeiser.com/media/David_Cross_Rant.mov

Oh and also, I found a great commercial at Towlerroad and the behind the scenes stuff is really fantastic. Check it out here.

Wader

something funny to watch

Check out this great segment on gay marriage from Ed Helms withThe Daily Show. So very funny.

I have been feeling like shit all day today and really haven't left the couch. I have had a cold for the last week and I'm getting damn tired of it. I took three Tylenol though and drank some coffee and now I'm wide awake; it probably doesn't helps that I slept away half of the afternoon so now I don't feel like going to bed.

Wader

unless of course

from steve martin, in anticipation of seeing shop girl.

I'm gonna blow um up at midnight too. Unless of course I get my three demands: hundred thousand in cash, getaway car, and I want the letter M stricken from the english language. See you have to make one crazy demand that way if you get caught you can plead insanity. (in a crazy voice)woah, I don't know what I was doing. Ha Ha Ha, getaway car.

From Comedy is not Pretty, Steve Martin, 1979.

Also I wanted to share a little poem with you that I wrote a while ago while in a meeting with Apple.

He sits with a blink.
Walks with an air of unfaltering confidence.
Projecting stability,
distracted by the lights.
Nor is it ending,
nor is it starting,
the coffee flows in perpituity.

I hope you enjoyed this little gem. If you are a famous rock star and happen to put it to music I expect royalties.

Wader

no more hotmail....

I'm making the switch. Please change my email address in you address book to my gmail account. Don't know what it is? Email me and I'll tell you... it's my name first and my last name, no spaces, @gmail.com

Thank you.

If you're wondering why? I switching to mail.app (an Apple program that I use at work and love) and the hotmail support in that program is crap; rather there is no support. I currently use Entourage, by Microsoft, and because hotmail is owned by Microsoft it is supported (though they tell me that this support will be weaned off).

Wader

comment on this

"Leave your first memory of you and me together. It doesn’t matter if I know you a little or a lot, anything you remember! Next, post this in your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you."

Wader

what the flock?

I'm testing a new program called flock and so far it's flocking amazing (though a little unstable). It marries blogs, flickr, rss, del.icio.us, and much more.

Alright, that's it for the post but I'm going to try to thrown in a picture. This is from our photo session last weekend; Raffaella and myself. Check out my flickr site and Fella's for some of the dashing pictures. (if you're wondering what's up with the blockquote... I'm just testing this thing out).

Wader

a tip from M

Type "[your name] needs" (with quotes) into google.... here's some of what I got.

Wade needs....

to go.
A LOT OF SLEEP.
a copy of changes.
to stay on the books to protect those that need.
to be overturned.
to cook up some schemes.
to be the dominator of the Heat.
a parent or parents that will be willing to have patience with him.
to simply keep doing what he's been doing.

Neat!

Wader

back to work.

The rest of the country has fairly poor coverage of the teacher strike so I'll just tell you. The teachers voted 77% in favour of accepting the proposal and will be going back to work tomorrow. For me this means that after two weeks and one day I'm going back to work tomorrow.

I'm not really ready to go back but I need the money and all good things must come to an end. Also, I guess that it's a good thing that we're going back on a Monday rather then a Friday.

Thank you in advance for your tears of sympathy (that's a joke...).

Wader

my trip to Edmonton

I haven't had a chance yet to post anything about my trip to Edmonton last week. As my typing has seemed faster then usual today I thought that I would quickly give you the rocken awesome run down so that you're in the loop (not that crazy loop in the nephron of the kidney [10 points for anyone who can tell me what the hell I'm talking about]).

Last week. I had thought about going to Edmonton as the teachers in BC are on Strike and my union (the Carpenters and Joiner) will not cross. The strike is not really a strike, we're calling it civil disobedience (a strike would be illegal). So Thanksgiving weekend ended and I decided Monday morning that I needed to get out and that this was the perfect opportunity. I arranged everything with my union and employer should the strike have ended sooner then later (it didn't, we're still on strike and tomorrow will be day 11). I left at something like 12:30 and got there at say 8. It's now time for a new paragraph.

Monday was a little drinking and catching up with M and F. What else would one do in such a situation as catching up but drink (if not just tea, or perhaps a blended drink made of the pedals of flowers); we had beer, wine, and I even had a harvey wallbanger. If you likey the screwdriver I highly recommend a slow and gentle journey back to the bar of the 70's. M told me of the slow comfortable screw against the wall (10 more points if you can name the drink items without our-sourcing, going to webtender.com, or calling a friend). Monday is now done. Set your jet packs down and relax because at the end of that night I went to sleep.

Tuesday I awoke with an odd feeling in my tummy. Oh shit. So, from out of nowhere the Flu decided to creep up on me and fuck with all my plans. The great thing about this trip was that there weren't really any plans so there wasn't much to fuck up. We still went to Lunch (OPM is how you spell delicious in the world of Asian-Fusion) and it was amazing but at the same time my tummy was telling me that drunken-chicken was the spawn of satan and that like devil eggs had just been planted in my stomach; that I would bear the child of satan (this didn't come to pass thankfully, but at the time I was pretty sure that this was the case). Ikea in Swedish I think means cheep shit that you have to buy because you think that it's simply timeless (timeless in Svedin mean about 6-8 months). Nonetheless, I love the bi-yearly trip to Ikea. This time I was very good and only bought things that I knew I would love. I didn't buy anything for anyone else because frankly, I'm a self absorbed son of a short lady that has a name that starts with a K. -- I figured we'd be back and did the other people ikea buying later -- I bought slippers for myself and a bunch of frames for the business (oh right R, I didn't show you those... remind me). Tuesday night was A and W (that's ME!) time. We walked down the concourse of the shittiest mall, strike that. The Capilano Mall was charming in a kind of small town " this is a unique cultural experience that I can't get in a big city" kind of way; then I realized that I was in a big city and promptly shit my pants. No... that wasn't me. My memory is foggy, the Flu (not avian I don't think) was setting in. I think that it was my walking and scarf shopping ally that expressed her displeasure for the mall... if you'd like to tell that story A, please do so in the comments, we'd love to hear.

Wednesday. The flu had taken me and I spent the entire day hugging the toilet and reclaiming my faith in Jesus just to ask him to strike me down with lightening as to end the suffering and the displeasures of life itself. That didn't really happen; I don't remember throwing up from the flu ever. We went to lunch and I got to go back to my Alma-mater; M and I even got to stroll down Alumni Lane (proclaiming, "this was my university once, I paid for this lane, get the fuck out of my way or my friend M will have to blight you with the end of a miniature ceremonial mace from the dollar store [this is mostly bullshit too]). After a refreshing bowl of Cream of Broccoli and Cheese soup and some really buttery toast M and I wandered off to the dollar store (sorry, it wasn't the dollar store at all, I'm tired and need to keep writing about dollar stores because I felt that that last joke was so damn good that I should just keep flogging it and I can't seem to get it out of my head, and ahhhhhhh; right. you're still reading?) we went to the exact opposite of a dollar store, we went to the biggest most opulent mall in the world; anything you want, you got it, anything you need, you got it, anything at all, you got it... (name the song for 10 more fucking arbitrary points). West Edmonton Mall was the destination, the goal, both M and W come out alive and with more underwares then when we went in with. I succeeded with 6 pairs, M with (?) [if you feel like telling everyone just how many scanties you purchased you can kindly do so in the comments {I don't want to reveal to much}]. I love underwear shopping and I sincerely wish that there was more selection for men; thank googly woogly for the Bay and Sears. Really, they have the nice stuff from designers as well as the shitty stuff that many a wives buy for their husbands who really don't care what holds the package as long as it does just that and they don't get hounded in the locker room because they're wearing blue horizontal stripes and it makes them look fat. All right... the shopping was throughly exhausting. I have an idea, lets make the flooring in malls out of rubber.. people will stay longer because they'll still have feeling in their legs, and when there's feeling in the legs there's still shopping in the blood. (I'm not an Engineer and this commentary is purely anecdotal). I did buy some gifts, pants, cd's, underwear (naturally), some mags, books, and a video on fly fishing (2 points for the first sleuth to determine which of the aforementioned in a bold faced lie).

Okay, there is so much more but i need to read over this still (I just read it and I really suck at editing my own writing; it makes sense to me) and it's really late. I'll continue the post another night. Keep unfit and have no fun.

Wader

P.S. 1176 words in about half an hour. I know that you can write that novel M. I believe in you; in fact I was saying tonight that you'll do anything that you really want to do, nothing will stand in your way. You'll get a part too, you could be Lear if you wanted ;)

Andrea and I doing a teach about

Andrea and I are sitting here with our laptops and we are teaching each other things about computers; macs in particular.

That's all. Now she will see how the dashboard widget works. WEEEEEE

Wader

new icon

My flickr icon is updated, so is the profile. How can the day get any better? Oh right. Love you MAR.

Wader

P.S. I'm getting spam comments so I had to add word verification. Sorry about that but it's just too much of a headache to delete.

I simply touched it to turn it on.

I've seen it. I've held it. It's been in my ear and in my hands.

iPod, you pod, me nano.

I don't own one but damn are they cool; and so much smaller then one would think. They are a step up from the mini.

Wader

International Talk like a Pirate day

As it is international talk like a pirate day... here is the english to pirate translator.

or

As it be international talk like a pirate day... here be t' english t' pirate translator.

Wader

just finished.

I just finished Our Paris by Edmund White and it was such a wonderful book. I'm glowing about it. So if you want a great uplifting funny book I highly recommend it (don't let the liner description fool you!).

Wader

P.S. talked my by cousin at U of A tonight and it was a wonderful conversation. It's nice to reminisce.
P.P.S. I can't wait to see you both!!!

me and the asphalt

me and the asphalt two
Originally uploaded by wader.

more pictures to come. That's right, Fella and I took ourselves on a little photo excursion and I'll be posting over the next few days. So don't forget to check out my flickr site (get an account if you don't have one; they're free), and comment.

Wader

P.S. we're now going to watch the Life of Brian.

my response

Fella asked me for an email containing more than three lines; this was my response.

So, in order to preserve our friendship I'm going to attempt to write more than three lines. The email naturally will explain, in great depth, the beauty and perfection of three lines. Three lines isn't four and it isn't two, it isn't more and it isn't less, it's exactly what it is and for that it is it. Three lines is enough for a haiku. Some of the most charming and decadent poetry comes from three lines. In fact, it is often argued that William Carlos Williams wrote one too many lines and that the Red Wheelbarrow could have been so much more (an American classic, rather then a cult classic). Three lines is enough to tell someone that they are not only alive but care enough to respond instantly rather then waiting till such a time when emailing would be appropriate. Three itself is an idyllic number, it's revered in the world of the occult for it's strength and prowess. Three is more then a couple, it's a few. By finding the love factor and squaring it, then adding the quotient of admiration the exact number is three. It is prudent to have three legs for a tripod. Keep in mind that if it wasn't for the number three there would be no need for a four or a five, but thankfully there is a need for three and so we also have six (two threes put together). If you're trying to get rid of an atrocious headache 3 Tylenol are often enough. What else can be said about the number three? How about that it's the sexiest of all the numbers. Thirty three is too opulent, and any other combination (eg 333) is just ridiculous; it looks rather, no, is extremely silly.

I hope you enjoyed that as much as we did.

Wader

and then I say... goodnight

After work I went to pick up some groceries at the newly renovated Safeway. I for got that it was the grand opening and fuck was it busy. I couldn't believe it, I spent most of my time talking to people (that I didn't want to talk to) and trying desperately to avoid people. Keeping my glances low and looking far to longingly at the muffins. So what is my review of the new Safeway? Fucking amazing. Fort St. John has grown so much this summer. We have a new McDonalds (not new but twice as big and full of plush dark woods, nice tile, and the biggest play area I've seen since the nights I spend in Michael's bedroom (minus the porn). Back to the Safeway; the colours, the lighting, and displays, the signs, the hardwood floors, all simply amazing. Not to mention that Fort St. John now has a bloody Starbucks. The cool thing is that if you use your Safeway card your coffee's are counted up; after 7 beverages bought the eighth is free (and you don't need stupid stamps). It's a nice place but I don't think I'll be back until it's died down a little, it was so busy with all the consumers, the sample people, the people walking around with sample trays, the workers roaming to help people out, and every lane had a teller and a bag boy (or person if you will). It's was like disneyland only I knew everyone and wanted for nothing but to be out of there. I did purchase a coffee but the way; and it was good.

The daily show is on and it's amazing... I love it!

If you're looking for a supper addictive game check out this. It's crazy fun and everyone can partake, it's written in flash so mac and windows user alike can join in the fun (and Linux too!).

That's all folks
i need sleep now!
Wader

something to try.

This site is in Russian, but it's a fun little flash maze. Just go for it!.

In other news I'm sick and didn't go into work today. I hate being sick and it seems that it's a more regular occurrence the older I get.

Anyhow. American Spender is a great movie, and is so so so much better then the often touted Sideways (which blew).

I also bought a magazine that I didn't even know existed. I'm reading it and it's good, I'm even recommending it; Psychology Today.

That's all.

Wade

P.S. get back to good health soon wade (fingers crossed).
P.P.S. I really like the daily show.

I'm back.

Freaking wireless router! While, I'm back on track and it's been reset and everything is working again.

Wader

Bring back my CBC

Check out this lovely little site lobbying to get the CBC back to work.What else? Find out more at these sites.

cbcunplugged.com
cbcnegotiations.ca
The Canadian Media Guild (which a poorly designed site)
Your local member of parliament

Bring back the CBC!

Wader

go here and...

I found a new uber-soft band and got their album off itunes, I haven't finished listening but I know that I still love the song that got me attracted in the first place. Go here and download (for free) Viola by Girlyman. mmm mmm great. It'll get you good, and depressed.

Wader

The coolest thing

Went to a dinner party tonight as there were the cutest 3 year old there. His mother speaks Portuguese and English and so does he. He's very smart and quick witted for a three year old. So at the supper table we had English, French (a couple people spoke it) and Portuguese (as the child goes back and forth no problem). It was really amazing what the young mind is capable of. Charming and worldly are the words I'd use to describe tonight.

Ciao
Até a vista (I hope this is right google!)
Wade

downloading fast

I don't know when bit torrent started sucking but I forgot what it was like to get speeds of 112kbps. Now, for the first time in a long time I'm getting the speeds that I was sold on in the first place.

Epp 11 coming soon.

Wader

P.S. I don't condone steeling anything, especially those lovely chocolate hedgehogs.
P.P.S. Leonard Cohen is broke.
P.P.P.S. I'm really late for dinner. shit. run!

not well

tired, cold, warm, hot, sleep
stomach, head, time for the bed
silly me past ten.

Wader

P.S. I got a new lens and I'll be posting my first shots to flickr.

Billy "bloody awesome" Elliot

Just watched Billy Elliot. It was fucking amazing! I highly recommend it to every one. Who would have thought that a ballet movie could be this good!

Wader

P.S. the weather sucks. I'm going to have tea and soup.

at the request of adoring fans...

I've been on the computer all day doing some contract work for the district. What I can well you during my several hours of pain....

• microsoft word is the worst program you can image for doing any kind of layout work. It's a word processor, why are people using for layout?
•Moulin Rouge is one of the best movies that has ever, and possibly will ever be made. The bonus features make we want to strike up a career in set design (pun completely and totally intended).
•Corner gas is just that; a gas. If you haven't seen it, you should. Rent it from a video store and watch the episodes in succession, it's better that way.
•Seinfeld is pure gold. Pure goodness. I have the DVDs (as I don't have TV right now) and it's pretty much the best thing since _______(enter some show that is older then Seinfeld that you really like; an example could be MASH).
•I hate flies.
•I hate bees more, much, much more.
•Sleep clinics should be more readily available.

Well there you have it, I have appeased the legions. That you for your comments and be sure to check out my flickr stream damn it! It's on the right.

To M, R, R, M, L, A, J, B, B, R, H, A, S, H, thinking of you.

Wader

almost there!

Join the Flickr wagon. Click one of my pictures to the right.

Wader

Listening to CBC

CBC has voted to go on strike... no more info on that though, so I wait. I'm listening to a new show on CBC right now and it's really quite good. It's nice not to have TV some times. The new show is called Fuse and it's quite good. They get to artists from different cities in Canada (somewhat famous, like the leads from Teenage Head, and Junk House). And they go acoustic and kind of play together and Fuse (get it) their sounds. It's quite good. Well worth the listen. Hopefully it'll be made into a podcast.

Listen on CBC Radio One every Sunday at 11:00am.

Wade

bed...

holy shit is it ever time for bed. I wasn't tired, and I'm still not but I know I need to go to bed. what the hell am I doing? oh right, fucking flickr. Check it out at Flickr!

i just watched...

The Moulin Rouge, and it was amazing! I've have tried on two previous occasions to watch the movie and both times I fell asleep. This time I was awake and simply inthralled. God I love musicals.

Wader

no more

The pictures I've been wanting to post are now posted. It feels good to have that done. I am going to post part one of my trip and it may take a while to complete... or it might never get completed but this is what I wrote on the plane. Don't forget to check out my flickr site, pictures are on the right.

There’s nothing worst then reading a step-by-step break down of anything, especially travel. At first it’s good, enjoyable, and easily accessible, but it soon it turns into a slide show. I’ll explain. Friends get back from some far away destination and have all these pictures and stories to share. Most of the stories are pure shit and nine times out of ten they end with “I guess you had to be there.” Then they show you their pictures of their trip and somewhere in the middle of the third photo album your eyes are wondering around the room scanning for an object that would be suitable to impale yourself on. So, I’m left with the question of how to make travel interesting without making the reader feel jealous and wanting to kill themselves because they will never, nor could they ever, have such a wonderful, fruitful, and fulfilling vacation. I’ll do my best to prevent the aforementioned from occurring.

Part II coming soon.

Wader

I really like this song..

and the video is amazing too....

From Entertainment Weekly

OK Go's ''A Million Ways'' video These Chicago pop-rockers put their best (left) feet forward in this no-budget clip, apparently taped in their backyard (www.doiop.com/okgodance).

Wader

Account balance

this is weird. I have to pay $666.22 to my mastercard bill.

is it a sign?

Wader

Piss off.

That what this is. I have too much to do in the next couple days and then other things keep on getting piled on top. For example, I was going to house sit for D and F. There's no dog, the house is comfortable, and so on. Now I get an email from my mother questioning me because apparently they need a house sitter also, because apparently they too are going on vacation (but no one fucking told me). What to do? Expectations are starting to piss me off here. Perhaps I'll just say where I am and house sit for both people by just taking care of their houses... you know, water the plants and so on.

I have to clean my room at my parents house, it's been months and I really should do it.

I have to pack all my school stuff and put it somewhere.

I have to clean my car inside and out.

I have to pick up my drums and get the wood for my art project cut (both at my uncle's)

I have to bottle wine.

Get american money.

Pack.

Find my bloody birth certificate.

Gosh!


Alright I'm a little more relaxed now. Ciao.

Wader

greys be gone

greys be gone
Originally uploaded by wader.

This is the colour I went with, black. Just getting rid of all those pesky grey hairs.

Surprise.

Wade

more and more

I realize that it's damn near impossible to be creative with the titles of these posts. I'll do my best.

oooo. elton just came, on, iTunes. the correct emphasis matters in this sentence.

What a weekend, Friday night, Saturday night and a Sunday night thrown in for good measure. The structure of the weekend was not that unique; regular and unchanging, to be fair. Thinking back... Friday I had a nice supper, good company and a fetching pre-oscar party (one of these thing is a lie). Saturday, the canola fest. This deserves a full article of it's own, even if it turns out to be shorter then a little persons little finger, it won't get that though. It'll get a paragraph.

What the hell happened. The last three year the canola fest have been great. Lots of great music, goings ons, entertainment, and in general, people. This year it was so poorly attended that it looked like David Koresh had a revival meeting before I got there. (in poor taste?). The set up was okay but they didn't advertise the thing well enough. The weather wasn't great but it wasn't bad enough to keep people in the house as if they were Anne Frank. (in poor taste?). I think the worst part though is the name. It's called the Canola Fest. I mean, if I didn't know it might be misconstrued as a UFA meeting. (in poor taste?). The original reason for the name, for those playing at home, was because the first year it was held it was in August, when the canola was in bloom (if you're ignorant or simply don't care about botany, canola is a geneticly altered version of rape seed. It's often used to create oil and is even used in the holy goodness that is margarine [I prefer butter, utterly prefer {bad taste} butter]. +I don't know how to use brackets in bracket and I just ran out of styles.+ I guess that it's a good thing we grow canola in this area, no one would go to a rape festival). I stayed for a couple acts, drank a coffee, then regained my senses.

Otherwise, on Saturday, I died my hair... you'll see pictures on Flickr soon, until then guess what colour in the comments. Saturday night brought a poker party and I now have confirmed my suspicions. If I'm at a party with a bunch of straight girls and straight boys and the boys are playing in poker in one room and the girls are dancing in the other room, I'll be with the girls. And I did correctly predict that. Then we went to the bar. In general I had a great night. I would have liked it to be in another bar, in another city, and I would have substituted some of the people with smarter people that we're as equally good looking, and the gay boy ratio would have surely been higher. As the circumstances were, I did have a good time and I was nice to not have restriction, constriction, and impediment hanging over me (speaking to how with work I always feel guilty when I have things to do and am procrastinating by having fun). I was DD and even then it was a blast. While at the house (over several hours) I did mix myself a drink. I can recommend this. Kola Bombay (a joint creation), get Koala Kola carbonated beverage in any of their refreshing flavours and mix with a good gin and a twist of lime. Thanks for the dancing R. Wonderful.

Sunday, bought a new jacket, a kind of 70's soccer jack. I bought new socks and a pair of pants. I didn't need more pants but I needed to fill that vacuumous void that is my soulless life (perhaps I should stop reading AdBusters). I had a fetching shopping partner and she even ended up buying a couple of dashing shirts (made of 100% fetching). Had a wonderful brazilian supper and even got to do some writing (I'm in the midst of that process right now, but I'm referring to it in post tense, sorry to confuse). Oh, I cleaned the house, took care of a fur problem, took out the garbage, did laundry, and more!

That's all. I have three more days, then grad then I'm off to Edmonton. I'll be there on Friday and staying till Monday. Then to ND. and so on.

Can't wait.

Till later
Wader

P.S. Across the Universe is now playing and I think I'm getting shivers it's so good. I AM! Rufus, what would I do without you in my life?

and the follow up.

More on good ole tom right here.

Wader

funny as hell

Check out the videos from TVgasm of Tom Cruise getting shot in the face with water.

The video on the right is class-ic

Wader

Why

Why are all the best looking guys either married or straight?

Wader

525,600 minutes

Check out the trailer because Rent is coming to the big screen.

Me? I can't wait!

Wader

in bed by 10

I'm a bit off, but almost there.

Here's a cool article on the art and philosophy of design.

Wade

a new respect

I just saw a little bit of the Canadian Walk of Fame gala and Alanis sung a song; you know the song too, Ironic. This is what I liked....

It's like meeting the man of your dreams, then meeting his beautiful [pause] husband

Wader

did anyone

Did anyone manage to get tickets for the Canada Day centennial Jam at commonwealth? I'm on the edge of my seat here. I was just at ticket master and for some weird bloody reason I couldn't get a thing, and yet it doesn't say sold out.

Wader

A game for you to try.

After coffee, shopping (I bought a fetching new wallet and a book for M), and a tour of the gardens (Dunvagen), I drove M home and we played an enjoyable game of Safari. If you'd like to play, here are the rules.

•pick a very hot day
•roll up the windows
•turn on the heat... all the way, as hot as you can get it with the fans blowing on high
•if you have heated seats, turn them on
•sweat

It fun and all you need is a car and a hot summer day. Don't pass out please. The joy is getting out of the car. It'll make the hottest day feel just perfect.

Wader

Worth Reporting

If you're running tiger and you use blogger, you can use dashblog to post articles from the widget. It's great because it quickly and easily allows you to post. I'll now use it exclusively because it now has a spell checker built in... and I need, need, need that.

Wade

Testing the validity of notion

So. I'm here on a Saturday afternoon in my room getting ready to go out yet again. I went out for a fetching lunch then Fella and I were off to buy some foamcore. It's a product that one would think every stationary store would have. You'd be wrong it you thought that. Walmart (aka SinMart) was the only one in town that carried it. This is why Walmart is big and only growing. They have the common shit that every outlet would/should have. Not the unique interesting things, but they have the big shit, the common shit; the shit that every bloddy stationary store should have. And I think that the workers at Walmart may even be nicer then one of the morons that we ran into. I mean really, we're the customer. Sure, we'll have a great day, thanks for not bring it up. Whatever the case... we have the foam core which we will use as a reflector panel for todays prom in the forest shots.

I hate Walmart. Yes. I hate when local buisnesses complain that Walmart is putting them out of buisness when they have shitty attitudes, shitty service, and most of all, a lack of what the customer requires. Blow me.

Wader

Lets not forget...

"...and lets not forget the most scandalous invention of all, the talon slide fastener, otherwise known as the zipper, which provides every man and boy speedy access to moral oblivion."
-Kinsey's Father from the movie Kinsey

Just started watching it, so far, it's wonderful. We'll see thought, greatness can quickly fall to shit.

Wader

If you want Apple Wear..

Mac Surfshop is closed and is selling all their assets on ebay.

Wader

Some cool links.

For the Flickr user and new tag search tool.

If you use the google, then you can try the beta of the individual customization homepage.

Fun eh?

Wader

location envisaging

location envisaging
Originally uploaded by *raffaella.

A shot that I really like and thought I would share with you. Thanks Fella, you're an amazing photographer.

Wader

I'm listening too

I know, it's the wrong too. Anyhow, I'm listing to the Phantom of the Opera full blast on my wicked awesome fontipia headphones. Simply inspired. I encourage you to do it too.. pick a song or album that you utterly love, that's loud and soft and quick and fast and engage yourself. Go away from reality, close your eyes and be.

Masquerade is my choice.

Wader

I just saw

On Global that the 300th eppisode of "Train 48" is going to be broadcast in a few short days. I can wait! Who the hell is watching this show? Really, it's brutal, why would it even get to one eppisode? I'm confused. Canadian content is great but if it's so aweful that no one wants to watch it then why keep on making it? "Corner Gas" isn't an example of this. It's acctually a very good show.

Wader

I haven't forgotten about the contest

The results are coming, don't worry. I just wanted to give people ample oppertunity to enter.

Wader

Who am I? (zoolander reference)

What is Your World View? (corrected...hopefully)
created with QuizFarm.com

You scored as Postmodernist. Postmodernism is the belief in complete open interpretation. You see the universe as a collection of information with varying ways of putting it together. There is no absolute truth for you; even the most hardened facts are open to interpretation. Meaning relies on context and even the language you use to describe things should be subject to analysis.

Postmodernist		94%
Existentialist		81%
Materialist		75%
Modernist		63%
Cultural Creative		56%
Romanticist		50%
Idealist		44%
Fundamentalist		19%

More ruff

For K
Originally uploaded by wader.

This is another picture of a dog. This time, it's just for K. Spots and specs of home.

Wader

torrents down

Most TV torrent sites are down becuase the MPAA is suing them. This is likely the end of torrents.

Wader

P.S. alarmist? perhaps.

For K

any picture can be edited
Originally uploaded by wader.

This is a picture of Zeus. He's a golden retriever lab cross. He's an amazing dog that tells you when he needs to "do his business." He waits outside once he's done till you let him in. He closes the door after he gets back inside. He reads Hamlet in July and Don Quixote in the winter.

For K. At least one canine is on the site.

Wader

QOTD

Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

William Shakespeare

Wader

goodbye to romance

name the song.

Life is a many spendered thing. Life lifts us up where we belong.

Wader

two things

first.

stay smart, stay safe.

second.

the fat man on American Idol is gone. Good bye Scott. Good bye. Go gently into that unknown night.

Wader

Oh, and I haven't forgetten

about the contest. The results will be forthcoming soon.

Wader

QOTD

I don't have enough quotes on this blog. They are fast and easy and it makes it look like I'm acctually upkeeping and updating my blog. I really have no idea if I get any traffic at all (with the exception of about 3 people, the regualars as I like to call them). So here's a quote which I'm posting from the dashblog widget in Tiger. I don't think it checks spelling so I really don't know if I'll ever use it but it's fun to test out. Right, the quote.

You must be the change you wish to see in the world.

Mohandas Gandhi

Wader

A picture I didn't take

Diopt(r)ic Serie: do throw glances out of the window
Originally uploaded by Webgol.

I didn't take this shot, but I really like it. Go to flickr and expand your mind.

contest

I have two pro flickr accounts to give away (valued at about $25 USD). You'll get 2 gigs of uploads a month and unlimited pictures and sets. All you have to do is put your name (or initials) in the comments section and I'll pull a name out of a hat. You'll need to own a digital camera, otherwise, what's the point?

Wader

it's 2:49 and I can't sleep

So I got myself active and ordered a book. I created a book of my own pictures using the ultra cool iPhoto. It was easy and fun. I bought a medium sized (8"x6") soft-cover book with 73 pictures and 34 pages. The total was $16 USD. Shipping was $5. After tax and shipping I think it'll be about $35 CND. It'll be worth it if it looks cool. I can't wait till my own brand spanking new publication like coffee table book arrives in the mail. Weeeeee.

Anyhow, time for bed again.

Ciao
Wader

Two links...

Firstly... The seal hunt is on! YES

here

and second... TV is coming to cell phones

here

That's all for now.

Wader

friend of a font.

In class right now trying in vain to print of some pictures for a philanthropic student project... stumbled across this. It's a free font site with 300 fonts... all truetype and all really bloody cool. If you're a designer or like bitchin fonts, this site is for you.

Wader

My flickr stream

Blue saturation
Originally uploaded by wader.

I've finally done it. I have broken the 2000 mark on my flickr site. Over 2000 people have logged onto my stream and looked at my pictures. People from all over the world, even one leaving a comment in a different language. It's a unique medium because it transcends language, it's a visual medium that knows no bounds.

The picture to the right has been viewed 130 alone (the number one viewed picture in my stream).

In other news, the first term is almost over and things are getting hairy. Today we had a three hour staff meeting and I didn't think it would ever end. We have a new late policy... every teacher will close the door at the ring of the bell. We then decide what to do with students; if it's chronic then we move to disciplinary actions with the administration. I wonder if we should care or worry about attendance at all?

Anyhow, it's time for me to make dinner. Have a great night all (day).

Wader

Rocket Man

waiting for my rocket to come
Originally uploaded by *raffaella.

Scanning the skies looking at oncoming traffic. Dashing photo! Thank you R.

I hate marking (unrelated).

And, for an entire photo set of me, check me out here

Wader

yellow mellow

yellow submarine
Originally uploaded by *raffaella.

that's right!!!

Wader

P.S. that's what they call it.

My Audience Review of Sahara

I have my own opinions, as always, but I think that today -rather the spouting off about what a plotless excuse to have a sidekick have a homo-erotic fixation with the lead Sahara apparently was- I will give you what I perceived as the reactions around me to be; or, what the people around R and I would have said when interviewed in the lobby by the studio so that their exuberance for the film could be turned into a commercial a couple weeks after release (translation, these people liked the movie, they're normal. Hey, you're normal too!!! Perhaps you'll like it like these normal people did).

Think of that laugh that only comes from the mentally retarded and the drunk. That laugh that is deep, bellows, and echos in the whole theatre. I man behind us was so thoroughly enjoying this -a movie that's plot had more holes in it then every bullet to that was expelled from a gun and pierced through something during the duration of the movie (a fuck load)- movie that he had to comment on the movie or replay a line that was just said; for example, Matthew's character (we're on a first name basis) might say something like "well, that was fun," man behind would then laugh heartily and say "that was fun," in an ironic, that McConaughey is so witty, kind of way. Poor example as I can't remember anything that he said anytime he spoke as he simply couldn't be heard over the grinding of my teeth.

At this time I would also like to apologize for any bruises on R's legs, as every time some fucking in-bred in the theatre opened their mouth all that came out was something that was anything but funny and in return I would uncontrollably grab her leg and simultaneously blood vessels would explode in my eyes. If you're going to talk, be funny. I tell my students that, perhaps you'll remember, "no talking during the movie, unless you're making fun of it." Here is an example of acceptalbe; you been watching Mystery Alaska and the guy prematurely ejaculates in the cab of the truck, you say (and this is something friend DF said in the old Lido) "is skating is good, but he could use some work on the stick handling." When said loud enough it was able to get the best laugh from the theatre of the entire movie. An example of unacceptable theatre talking; "hu, he's going to take the car," or "I don't get it." or "is that Matthew Perry?" or "what'd I miss" or "that's so funny" or "ha ha ha my stupid little laser pointer is on the screen, and I'm retarded."

The ladies beside R were quite interesting too. Periodically leaving (presumably) to get another extra-mega-uber-large bucket of popcorn to fill the faces to expand there already largess waistlines. They too liked the movie.

The buzz when leaving the theatre was one of enjoyment. People seemed to be talking about the movie as we left, and if you are not a fan of actors that are able to act, or movies that have plots or believability, I can see why they enjoyed the movie such as they did. As one enthusiastic movie goer said, "that rocked."

Wader

P.S. I didn't mind the movie. I thought the movie viewers were funnier then the movie. It was a good summer-time big-budget movie that was big loud and not too painful to watch.
P.P.S. I think I'm using the hyphen wrong. Any advice would be helpful.

The Power Was Out

Can you believe it? In this day and age the power was not flowing through the glorious lines.

Wader

P.S. the power is on again.

Petitions.

I found this article on the Mike Matas blog (and another prominent blogger trying to drum up more support on Aaron Swartz's blog here). It talks about the grass root effort to save the best show on TV, Arrested Development.

Then I checked www.petitiononline.com and found this petition. If you haven't seen it I highly recommend that you watch a few shows and sign the petition, or take my word and join the 35000 that have already signed.

I also found this one demanding that Ashley Simpson stop singing, modeling, acting, recording... really to just. stop.

That's what's funny tonight (not the Arrested Development bit, that's serious, and it's not a bit, but the show itself it hilarious. I guess the show is funny but the situation isn't. Life is so unfair).

Wader

Watching QEFTSG

So I was watching Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. Here's what I liked and what I now want...

A tea light headboard, so cool
A sports coat, white, small checkered hounds tooth
A tri-colour ribbon belt with a simply hoop clasp
Green tinted windows (on a commercial for the new Magnum, not Zoolander, the Car)
Some kind of high quality skin product (Neutrogena commercial)
Some nice sun glasses

I'm glad that I'm not affected by advertising.
Anyhow, that's all for now. It was a good episode.

Wader

Under the Bridge

Under the Bridge
Originally uploaded by wader.

It's late and I'm going to bed. This picture taken under the Taylor Bridge. The sun was going down; the eternal light to great unknown was fading.

Check out my pictures, I've posted a bunch. If you sign up for a free flickr account you can look at my pictures at full quality, comment (it's what keeps me going), and post your own pictures from your digital camera or slides.

Bed time is now.

Wader

How to wash your face

If you haven't gotten into podcasts yet this one will help to get you started. How to wash you face with CBC's Tod Maffin. It's only three minutes.

CLICK HERE

With a Rebel Yell

With a Rebel Yell
Originally uploaded by wader.

All four of us are shooting at that moment or shortly there after. Two of us are shooting with digital rebels and the other two with film rebels. We call ourselves "team rebel." It's just your average random spontaneity. Our little photo excursion was a blast and it was a nice little break from the monotony of everyday FSJ life. Make your own fun I say.

Single Flower

Single Flower
Originally uploaded by wader.

That you should click on... now please. There's only currently one view and I'm greedy and need more. Satisfy my cravings, my selfish desire, and click on the picture to the right. Now is always a good time.

Wader

A picture of me from the time before colour

A picture of me from the time before colour
Originally uploaded by wader.

Before colour there was only rods, no cones (or the other way around, beats me). I just thought I'd share this picture with you as I think it's one of the best pictures I've ever seen of me. The balance, the harmony, the solidarity, the celerity, the mastication, the popcorn... everything.

A pleasant russian peasant

russian peasant
Originally uploaded by *raffaella.

Sells sea shells by the sea shore. This is a picture taken by the stunning Fella. On her photo steam there are gloriously large number of pictures of me. You should check them out, comment, and remember that going old is mandatory, but growing up is optional. Is also has a number of other amazing shots and if you don't go there soon not only will you regret it but you might start to feel physically ill.

JUST CLICK HERE

Wader

radish this

Radish on ice
Originally uploaded by wader.

We went to a potluck dinner at a friend's house but they were going to be taking care of almost every dish so we thought that we would sculpt something for the party. These tasty morsels were not in fact eaten and no radishes were eaten during the making of this nativity scene. (for more check out my flickr stream on the lower right of this blog)

In the Army Now

A Special Yoga Move
Originally uploaded by wader.

I couldn't think of a pun.. it's the best that I could do. I have added a shit load of pictures to my flickr site. You should check it out by clicking on the right hand site after all the writing.

Doesn't my arm look bitching.. or at the very least, rather largess. Okay, don't forget the vibrator naming contest a few posts ago.

"These are a few of my favorite things. Silver white winters that melt into spring."

Wader

A post a year and a half in the making

I found this journal entry in a drama response journal - the date is indicated. I have not edited the original and, as per usual, it's riddled with mistakes. It's interesting to read back and find out where I was a over a year ago. I know that the word "fetching" had not yet entered my vernacular, nor had the word "vernacular" entered my vocabulary. The word "verbatim" however, was already present (thanks mom). The entry is coming, hold your horse. I think that the format for the journal is really unique. It makes you think about what is around you and how your interaction(s) with the environment around you affect your well being and state of mind (possibly a redundant sentence). Hence forth here is the entry... I don't think it's too personal but if you find it to be I ask that you simply close your eyes and cover your ears.

Date: September 10/03
Temp: Very warm, in the 20s at 9:00 at night.
Time: 10:00pm

Mood: I’m removed. When you get really worn down and tired and it feels like you’re just going through the motions but not actually an active participant. It’s almost like I’m on the outside looking in at myself.

Visual: I saw a guy on his bike and he was totally decked out with all the gear, side bags, bells, whistles, reflector, all the proper clothing and so on. I got on my bike with just a bag on my back and a helmet on my head. I then proceeded to speed past him due to the fact that I’m on a 10 speed and he was riding a mountain bike. I just thought it was kind of funny.

Sound: Fire alarms. I had two today, they were the first I’d experienced in four years, since high school. Annoying as hell, but class gets out early.

Taste: Ham, ham, ham and more ham. I’m really tired of ham but I buy it because it’s on sale and then because I’m at the U for summer I bring another sandwich.

Texture: The seats in Tory lecture theatre after 3 hours of lecture. It wreaks havoc on the ass. I think that premolded plastic seats should always come with upholstery.

Scent: Laundry right out of dryer. I hate doing laundry but the fresh bounce smell is almost worth is. After my night class I rushed home and did laundry then ran out for groceries. What a day.

Daily thought: After my Tuesday into. to counseling class all I can think about is what I’m going to do in 8 months. Perhaps I’ll come back and start masters work right away. I’ve been reflecting on myself as a person and thinking about whether I’d do a great job; mediocre is not good enough.

Daily spark: My professor today was completely inspiring. The class is witchcraft and the occult. Basically it’s him in general, but specifically he talked about not having to subscribe to a specific religion to reap the same benefits. Religion provides some sort of self-satisfaction through worship. He argued that the same could be achieved through meditation and self-reflection.

Double Dare: Go skydiving. I’m not sure if it classifies as a double dare because I will surely in time go skydiving, but not right away due to finances.

That's all friends.
Macs rock because Safari has a built in spell checker (edit and check spelling when your in a text box), and I need it.

Wader

Hoppy Easter

Happy Easter
Originally uploaded by wader.

For your viewing pleasure... a sheep. If you believe or if you don't, you can't deny that it's nice to have a long weekend. This is a picture of a sheep cake made by a wonderful older German lady. It's a tradition I guess.

Wade

A Gifted Contest

I'm proud to announce a new contest. A while back the comments section helped me to name my car. I like it when things have names; inanimate objects with names make then more desirable and personal. So I'm going to give you an object and I'd like for you to use the comments section to suggest possible names.

The first object...

A Vibrator

I'm thinking of names like, Zippy, Pinky, Mabel... you get the idea. I don't have a vibrator but I think it could have some very interesting names.

You turn!

What is new? Well I'm back in FSJ after a fan-fucking-tastic trip. Thank you to all of you that helped to make it so good. I love you all. Look to the lower right for more pictures that will be updated and added to.

Till later.
Wade

P.S. don't forget to post your name ideas.

Quote " "

"The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the night does not belong to us. It is not the possession of our being. Sleep opens within us an inn for phantoms. In the morning we must sweep out the shadows."

--Gaston Bachelard

picture wall

photo wall
Originally uploaded by wader.

sung to the tune of the hp commercial (the director of advertising for HP works for apple now).

Wade

Just another post...

Prod
Originally uploaded by wader.

A picture to let you mull over (not literally, you fool). It's a Brechtian post where I alienate the readers.... how am I doing? Has the blog 4th wall been crossed... ahhhhhhhhh.. wink.

Wader

My room is nearing completion...

Go to R's flickr stream (she's pro now) to see the new features that were recently installed (after being created) in my bedroom.

here...

Wader

Tower

Tower
Originally uploaded by wader.

I really like this picture. It will be on my wall soon enough. It's bed time.

My profile is off for a couple months as I accedentially posted with this account an on a students blog... woops.

Wader

talent

more talent
Originally uploaded by wader.

Ladies and Gentlemen, please permit me to introduce to you, "The Line Dancing Grannies." Lights go up to wild (perhaps a gross exaggeration) applause. .. these ladies made me laugh the whole song through. These wonderful ladies, that are desperately close to using walkers for the show, counted every step and landed a good half of them. They were wonderful!

It's late at night...

It's getting late and the dream fairy is coming very soon.... I hope he brings lots of wonderful joys.

Wade

P.S. I'm alive and well in FSJ. Life is good; busy, good.

Me in my natural habitat

Me in my natural habitat
Originally uploaded by wader.

The room is done (of course it will get dirty and every damn week I'll have to redo it). None the less, it's done and me, I'm happy.

What a week.

I'm moving out. I have to paint my room before I move in. Not have to, want to, I think it'll be nice to move into something that it mine, and that I choose and created. Luckily I have the owner, the real owner, of the houses' blessing (apostrophe use?). What else? Well, I'm nearly done with the program for the musical (I created the poster also... it's on the right in my flickr photo stream). I gave an email inservice today and it was somewhat daunting as the director of instruction for the district was sitting right there taking my session in. It went well though and I think everyone was happy with it. I had my last day of my old job today; I hope that the sub, a girl I went to school with and was in band with, faired okay. Other then moving out, brand new job, painting room, finishing old job, inservice, and poster, I also am typing on my brand new 12" PowerBook, and it is sweet!!! It's a little bit of deja view as it seems like I have never been without. I know though that my old PB is in good, and caring hands.

I hope that all is well. Miss you all.
Wader

Ordered a new computer... and more!!!

I ordered a new computer as well as a mini-DVI to video and an ADC-DVI converter. I did this last night at 11:15. It said that the latter (the converter) would ship in three to four weeks, and the other two items in 1 to 2 days. Typical of Apple's shitty shipping hypothesis, the mini-DVI and ADC-DVI converter shipped today. The Powerbook should ship tomorrow. And the excitement mounts.

I'm at work and must get back to planning. Just needed a quick break.

Wade

American Dad.

It's good. It's really good. Really damn good.

It's called American Dad it's it's great. I was listening to it as I created course outlines. It's from the same mind that created Family Guy. Also.... good news, Family Guy is coming back for a forth season, very soon!

Wade

Mr. K

What a crazy week. Here's the exciting run down and how I've managed to work for three different unions in leff then 8 months.

Monday a job was posted locally for a Social Studies Teacher. I was sick on Tuesday when it was faxed out; but I got an email from my Aunt telling me about it. Wednesday I applied and interviewed. To find out "after 4:00" on Friday.

Thursday and Friday I worked. I was supposed to be studying for my Apple Exams which were going to be on Friday originally. You see, if I got the Job had a lot of things I needed to get in order. 6 months of files and thing that I did and had to teach others.

Friday was a long day waiting for the decision, plus my car was in the garage getting the command start fixed... again. 4:00 comes around, 4:02 still nothing.... Finally, at quitting time (4:30) I phoned the auto-glass shop that was working on my command start. I've seen the guy enough and we have a good relationship and he was trying to be funny "do you needed your car for the next two days?" ha ha fucking ha.... is it ready! I hung up the phone and it rang a few seconds after I put it down. I thought it was the same a when an answering machine calls you back, but it wasn't. It was the principal of the high-school offering me a job at 4:31.

Yesterday I was at work till 9pm getting started on a video editing project for a recruiting campaign in Nigeria. This would be no big deal, even with a deadline of next Friday, has I not had to start a new job, on Monday.

So, I had my last day and didn't even know that it was my last day until a minute after my last day was done.

Starting Monday I'll be teaching

Comparitive Civilization 12 (20 Students)
Social Studies 11
InfoTec (Information Technology) 11/12 (17 Students)
and Possible a CAPP class, but only for one term (Career and Personal Planning, similar to CALM in Alberta)

Tomorrow I'll be covering the Northern B.C. Winter Games in Dawson Creek for Moose FM with RL, and taking picture. Should be a blast.

Sunday. Lesson Plan.

The posts will slow down for a while, but don't worry I won't forget.

Wader

sleepy, headache, fatigue.

sick.

Woke with heavy head
sat all day with heavy head
pounding head tired.

I didn't go to work today. I always go to work. Last night I went to bed at 8 and got up this morning at 10. My eyes are sore, my head, my glands, every damn thing. I don't usually get sick and when I do it doesn't last too long so hopefully by tomorrow I'll be all good.

R and I have been taking a lot of pictures and some of them, as you know, have ended up on a local radio station's website. This weekend we're off to Dawson Creek to talk pictures of the Northern BC Winter Games. As well, we'll be doing remotes for the station back in FSJ over the phone. We get our itinerary after I'm done work tomorrow (I'll pick you up after work R?). So that should be fun. Random Spontaneity is also working on slides of art for Central School which will be turned into postcards or blank cards. We're also figuring out the logistics of schooling a dance festival. How can we make money off of it and buy new PowerBooks? These are the questions worth asking.

I'm working on on the Playbill for an elementary school musical and wondering (this is a different thought and therefore should have it's own sentence but I'm trying desperately to cut down on the periods) if I should throw my name in the hat for a couple of postings for teaching in the district (here's one of them... the full time one).

I'm loving pod casting. I'm not doing it but I'm interested for sure. I mean, I'm listening, I'm just not creating, not yet. (I'm watching Seinfeld... pure gold!). My favorite so far is www.curry.com It's from Adam Curry, the creator of podcasting and a former MTV VJ (from 87 to 94). In short, you download MP3 files from blogs and then listen to them on your music players, computer, or ideally, an iPod. It's great radio in a new fresh format. A-M-Azing.

I'm also studying for my apple exams which hopefully i'll drive to Grande Prairie on Friday to take. It's so hard to study when you're sick.

If I wanted to add a picture to the right side and have the text wrap around it, what would the tag be? Anyhow?

Canadians finish the quote. "That's all for now, so until next time..."

Ciao
Wader

Site edits and even more exciting news then that.

Yes, the site was updated, the template polished, the icon changed, the xml publicized, but more important things are happening in the world right now and they are overshadowing my hard work.

So, it is with relative joy that I bring you the news that I, myself, have been waiting months for.

PowerBook updates!

Check them out at apple.com/powerbook

Wader

More pictures.

ghost
Originally uploaded by wader.

I took maybe 20 pictures of a fire in a fire place and this one, of all of the ones, turned out fairly well.

Wade

twirly gig

Twirl
Originally uploaded by wader.

It's been quite the weekend. I was house siting for a friend but I stayed in the house very little . I was basically there only to sleep and get the internet working.

The house has a dog, the dog's name is Zeus. Zeus is amazing. He's a rather large yellow lab retriever cross and he's well trained and well behaved. I think that the upside to having a dog is that it forces you to get outside to walk it. Otherwise you feel like you're being cruel and preventing a dog from being a dog.

I enjoyed the weekend and having some space to myself.

Friday night was nice. Saturday lunch and afternoon was great. Saturday night was excellent. Sunday morning was okay. Sunday afternoon, feeling shitty and tired.

Off to take more pictures. Of hockey this time.

Wade

P.S. I posted some other pictures from the past few days on my photostream. Check it out using the link on the right hand side on the bottom.

I'm on a roll

Four posts in one day?! This is crazy!

"The girl works at the store sweet..." finish the quote, it's from a song.

Following up on the Arrested Development quotes, here is my favorite from Gob.

Michael: So this is the Aztec Tomb trick.
Gob: Illusion, Michael. A trick is something a whore does for money...
[sees children watching his magic]
Gob: ... or candy!

That's it. For more great quotes check out the imdb quote site

Wader

Here's an idea for you...

Create a cool 20x30 poster (if you have a mac with iPhoto) with directions from this site and 98 of your favorite pictures.



Wader

Da Tulip

Da Tulip
Originally uploaded by wader.

This is what the haiku refers to. See how it all makes sense when you really believe.

The pictures are now on the moose site if you have a hankering to see ice.

Now, thanks to R, here are some of the best quotes from one of the best series on TV; Arrested Development. These are Gob quotes and damn they're good.

repeated line
Gob: I've made a huge mistake.

as cops surround the docks and start shooting at drug dealers while fake stripper cops cower nearby
Drug Dealer: You set us up!
Gob: No! These are the strippers! Look how hot they are!

Gob: George Michael... Lets deal some drugs.

Gob: Brother? Hermano means brother? Well, sounds like Hermano is about to get his ass kicked.

Gob: Are you Hermano?
Spanish actor: Como?
Gob: You're gonna be in a como, pal!

whistling
Michael: Do you?
Gob: ...termsss... One condition and one term!

Gob has gotten George Michael to break in and steal company records
George Sr.: You got my 14-year-old grandson to do this?
Gob: Under 18 walks out clean.
Hits Gob
Prison guard: No touching!
George Sr.: You stupid ass.

after letting Gob back into the magic Alliance
Alliance member: How'd you find two Alliance-approved assistants so fast?
Gob: Oh, I just used my nephew and my girlfriend.
Alliance Member: You're out.

Gob: Zero hour, Michael. It's the end of the line. I'm the firstborn. I'm sick of playing second fiddle. I'm always third in line for everything. I'm tired of finishing fourth. Being the fifth wheel. There are six things I'm mad about, and I'm taking over.

Gob: I got great news.
Michael: Good, I could use some. I just had to convince Mom to have sex with Dad.
repulsed
Michael: What's wrong with you?
Gob: Oh, just the thought of Mom and Dad... together... I have a sense of propriety.

Gob: Yeah, the guy in the $3,000 suit is holding the elevator for the guy who doesn't make that in four months. Come on!

Alright that took up the entirely of my coffee break.

Wader

Once on a Poster

Once on a Poster
Originally uploaded by wader.

This is the poster that I created for the Central School production of the broadway classic, "Once on This Island." I'm going to be designing the play bill also and that should be fun, weeeee. Anyhow, back to work. My break is over and I have to study; damned apple exams!

Haiku
Picture of tulip
red orange green long stamen
now time for studies.

Wader

A new lens means a happy boy.

Finally, the sun
Originally uploaded by wader.

I bought a new lens for my camera and it finally came in today. This, after waiting several days past when it was supposed to be delivered. I'll be talking to canada-bloody-post.

What else is new? Okay, I'll spill. Myself and R have went on several photo excursions and have a blast always. We are going to Dawson Creek next week to take pictures of the Northern B.C. Winter games. We are also going to be corespondents for the moose (a local radio station). We hope to be shooting some dance pictures and going to a wedding soon. We both have the same equipment (but the body of my camera is black and she has a 1 gig CF card); digital rebel, a 18-58mm lens and a 28-135mm lens. The next purchase will have to be a flash. You can see some of our pictures at the moose's photo site, which should be updated tonight, here.

I've also been busy with making a poster which will be on my flickr site a little later. You can see all my flickr pictures at any time atmy flickr site.

You can also check out some of the pictures from out photo excursion to Sobey's (the old IGA). R told the manager that we were there for a school project and there were no more questions from him.

So check out all my pictures and enjoy!

Wader

One of those days.

The tree that got dumped.
Originally uploaded by wader.

Included is a picture of a tree that I took the other day. I added some more to my flicker site also. Check everyone out at http://flickr.com/photos/wader.

Have you ever had one of those days where you just want to slam the door really really hard and then when you reach the boiling point and try to slam that door it won't; I just slowly closes? Today was one of those days.

People driving poorly, my lunch spilling out, my lens not coming in, my windshield getting splattered with rocks, un-cleared road, and the list goes on.

Our bloody town. We have all these professional ice carvers in town and the ice for them to crave was super expensive and yet we can't get the fucking roads cleared. I mean, priorities.

Wader

My first flower picture

My first flower picture
Originally uploaded by wader.

If you go to my flickr site I've added some pictures that you might be interested to see.

Wade

P.S. click on the picture.

This is me wanting to get going.

So I'm hear at Standard Auto and it's 10:16 in the morning. I can here because I was in the neighborhood and my break is at hand. My command start, after 3 months of faithful service, isn't working as it should. The damn thing won't even unlock the car. Naturally, it's cold out.

So what to do. I stand here is a dirty shop typing a clean entry about a minor incontinence that has resulted in cold feet.

No matter. The guy's trying to figure the damn thing out and having no luck. It's not just the battery in the remote. Damn technology. I wish I had my camera.

What else? Well I have to do something with my time so that I'm not leering over the mans shoulders, but what to do? I'll describe the shop as I can't show you. The place was formally an outdoors shop that sold things for archery and other outdoor sports involving moose and geese. Then it was a flower shop. Looking around there are remnants from both and I'm stuck here wondering why they didn't paint over the sponge work, the violet coloured sponge painted walls and roofs in the back room. Needless to say, the shop (the glass shop) is a unique and eclectic mix of the old and the new. The glass and the flower. Alright, I'm ranting. Whatelse is there to talk about when you're standing in a glass shop waiting for your command start to once again roar? The "Film-On Mounting Concentrate?"

Anyhow, off to other emails. The ice carving championships are here on Saturday, I will brave the cold for the pictures; they will glimmer.

Wader

Tew Noy

Saturday. R and I go to a rehearsal for a play, This Lone Island with No Memorable Name, or something to that effect. It's an elementary musical that I have graciously (and really, I wanted to do it) volunteered to make the program for. R has a great camera, we get along swimmingly, and I need someone to laugh, or at least get, my jokes. I invited her along. I'm not using her for her camera, let us make that clear. I brought along my Canon PowerShot A70, which is, by no mean, a piece shit. It's a fairly high quality point and shoot digital camera. R brought along her Digital SLR, a Canon Rebel, with a couple of lenses and a vintage (make everything sound good that word does) tripod. For two hours we took pictures; over 300 pictures between the two of us.

Walmart.

Shooting the shit.

Buying Angels in America and conversing in an oh so hularious manner with the lady at the till.

McDonalds frys, and water (cheep, yes, but we were going out for din din and we [I perhaps?] needed something to tide me over).

Pick up pictures, exactly one hour later.

Hers, am-azing. Mine. Well (talking about the pictures here). I think that if you didn't see hers mine wouldn't have looked so bad. Really they weren't that bad at all, but in comparison it looked like I had used a tin can with a pin hole in one end and she had used the satellite in Golden Eye. On ward.

After supper we watched Cabaret. Here's the thing. It's a movie with some music in it. It is not a movie of a musical or an adaptation (really) of the musical. A lot of songs are missing. It's a movie. Anyhow, back with my camera story, stay focused Wader.

After the movie concluded (astute?) we talked about the pictures and she began teaching me all about the birds, the bees and cameras, and what f stop would be required to take a picture of a bird humping a bee with a nice depth of field (I'm paraphrasing... and making some shit up).

Sunday morning. Went to Rainbow Studio (I only buy from stores with the word rainbow, from now on), and purchased my very own brand new Canon Rebel. 6.3 megapixels and oh so sweet quality. I will post pictures but I have to find some web-space first.

Anyhow, that is my story for now.

Wader

Random, ramblings.

I'm at work right now. I had a quick lunch so that I could take some time to write on this blog but now I spent too much time reading about the new mac products that were introduced @ MWSF (MacWorld San Francisco) and I can only scribe a quick couple of words. More will flow soon though as I want to defy stereotypes and, as it were, statistics. Time magazine told me (telekinetically) that women are more likely then men to continue a blog once it's begun. I don't want to be the average Joe man, so I'm getting back on the blog wagon... or, at least I'm saying that in order to re-fuel my blogging spirit. It's not that I don't enjoy it, I just don't have time for it, it seems. This is okay, life is for living. Balance. I will leave you now, be balanced. I will talk more later, right now I'm off to the Crayon Box to look at fleece jackets for the staff. It's fucking cold.... that's when people tend to realize that their heaters aren't that good, that their block heater doesn't work, and that the clothes they have are shit against the elements. Perhaps we can style up the crew a little?

Wader

“Never ask a man what sort of computer he drives. It it’s a Mac, he’ll tell you. If not, why embarrass him?”
-Tom Clancy

brrrrrr

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

I woke up cold today. I had a shower. I looked at the thermometer. -37, -47 with the wind chill.

Fuck.

Wade

P.S. Fuck me ridged.