I love Scrubs. I do. I have watched all the episodes, at the very least, 4 times, but some up to 20, 30? I have no idea. Many times. To me Scrubs is the perfect combination of funny, serious and wackiness that I can’t get enough. It’s the place I want to be. It’s the world I wish I had.
UPDATE: There are new EXTREME Tickle-Me-Elmo dolls… SCARY!
I did it. Not because I needed to. But because when I first started using the internet some ten years ago and I had my first website I always wanted to put advertising on it… just to see if I could make any money. Well you can barely notice this and hopefully it won’t be too offensive to anyone. Everyones doing it… I can’t go wrong!
I think I might post again today, but I just stumbled on this and if you weren’t in church yesterday this might be the next greatest… THE BRICK TESTAMENT.
It’s bible stories with Lego characters. And they are hilarious if not sacreligious and VERY WRONG!!! And it doesn’t just end with the stories but they are all rated for content. How funny is that?
I think my favourite is Cain and Abel.
Update: Brenda finally found what I put in the blog for her–Creighton’s weather is listed.
Update 2: Just in. Someone fed the Tracy and I guess she’s turned into some sort of Gremlin-like creature. Last sighting: The Zellers on North Albert St, Regina. Comestics Section.
I know some of you might be tempted. And sure, she seems crazy and wacky from a distance. But please, please, don’t feed the Tracy. She bites.
Over the summer I often listened to Jian Ghomeshi on CBC Radio One–Sounds Like Canada (in the summer). Every day he had a “song of the day” and they were usually great songs, but not mainstream and often from the 80s–which I believe would have been the time of his youth. I was 8 when the 80s came to a close. The 90s (and more of the later 90s) were my young home. I am talking about music here, music. This ghost that sticks to underneath our tongue, writing lyrics and love-me-nots.
Yesterday, I was reading a review of Kimmy Beach’s Fake Paul. I think it was that one, or maybe it was the other one. But it was talking about the insanity of being a fan, of being so drawn to the ghost that all you can do is grab the musician for salvation. It made me think about the music I love.
Well I don’t know much from the 80s, except maybe some Brian Adams and Ray Parker Jr.’s “Ghostbusters”, but I do know what affected me in the 90s. Matthew Good Band was there, just when I needed them. As if they brought a bandage to some invisible wound I had been licking for too long. I remember longing for music that could save my soul and when I found MGB it was surreal. I would sit, scouring the lyrics, and listen–dreaming.
In my opinion, to some degree, after the break of the Matthew Good Band and the subsequent solo career, Matt Good has gotten worse–though that may not be true (for me or anyone, possibly just different). But, I love him. I still buy all his CDs, go to all of his shows and with his avid internet persona, check his website regularly, and am friends through the net with people who know him personally. And because Brenda got me thinking about this, I am connected to him/music through the net, which–in turn–connects me to the past constantly.
I couldn’t help thinking all summer, if I were Jian, I would play MGB. The music of my youth still permeates to my core and I can go back to the place where I enjoyed licking my wounds, sleeping with those ghosts.
And with that in mind, if you would indulge me, watch MG at his best–Apparitions.
Update: Honeymoon pictures are now on Flickr.
Through my recent posts and reflecting on them lastnight I think it’s becoming evident how apallingly cliche I am. And, so I ask–HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE ORIGINAL? Well, I tried talking about poop and I think that was okay. I could throw in some writer mumbo-jumbo in and say I must find my voice or maybe some self-worth speech Don’t worry Rhett, you are different. I look at other peoples blogs and some are smart, some are–what I consider to be–nonsense, some are funny, and what is mine? I want it to be all of that, maybe more. What can I tell you today?
1. The Brick has yet to deliver our new couch and sofa–now, it’s going to be on Sunday.
2. It is cold outside.
3. I have been updating my website and there should be a new version up before the weekend is out.
4. Money–second only to addictions–is the cause of divorce. I am not implying anything, it’s just a fact.
5. I was half hoping to not have a car this year and half hoping to have one. The Civic broke down. It is supposed to go back to Saskatchewan, we just needed it for a couple more days to get all our furniture. BAH!
6. I have been waking up at 6AM every day for no reason.
7. The apple juice I am currently drinking is delicious.
8. By the time you read this my apple juice will be gone and that makes me a little sad.
9. CCNMatthews is a pretty good place to work, I have a nice view of the cold, wet landscape.
10. I wonder, after reviewing this list, if weather affects my mood more than I credit?
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