Vancouver in a nutshell

Monday: Flight, Granville Street
Tuesday: Granville Island
Wednesday: Aquarium
Thursday: Bus tour, mall
Friday: Grouse Mountain
Saturday: Elbow Room Cafe, Robson Street, Gastown, Robson again
Sunday: Flight home

Throughout: Veronica Mars

all in all, a relaxing trip - although I think we probably could have done the same things in 5 days instead of 7. I wonder if a 7-day vacation isn't just too durn long...


Damn! Damn damn!

I'm so very sick of Brokeback Mountain jokes.

At least that's what I thought.

Of course, that didn't stop me from giggling with glee at the poster for Buckbeak Mountain, with its seamless Photoshopping and clever nods to fanfic:

And it doesn't stop me from adoring this trailer for "Brokeback to the Future":

Perhaps I should revise my opinion to "I hate Brokeback Mountain jokes, unless they are carefully crafted and involve one of my pop-culture loves."


I'm back!

I returned from Canada to discover that a certain significant other, charged merely with "keeping the cat alive," had gone above and beyond the call of duty. My apartment looks like a catalog for cat toys. I've been told petting was involved.

See why I love him?

Vancouver was lovely, if wet. We went during an odd, rainy time when the ski season is winding down (not that my two companions ski) and the beach - yes, those lucky bastards have both a ski mountain AND a beach) is not yet open. But there was still plenty to see and do. More on that later, eh?


I did not quit blogging! I am in Canada!

Being in Canada is not the same as quitting blogging, although I can see how they might look similar on the surface.

Also, Internet access has been spotty at my place. I might have to bite the bullet and either pay for access or move to a Panera. Both options have their merits ...


Cast on, cast off ...

I'm going to give knitting another try.

In my life, I've taken up knitting three times. The score so far: Dilettantism 3, Finishing What You Start 0.

But one must never underestimate the power wielded over me by a certain store with a red bulls-eye logo. If Target had a sale on a starter kit for, like, torturing puppies ... well, I wouldn't buy it unless it was at least 75 percent off, but still.

So there was this knitting kit with SIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS! and EVERYTHING YOU NEED! to make your VERY OWN! hat, scarf and mittens. The woman on the box looks a little bit odd hugging herself with her mittened hands, but the finished products are pretty cute, and the kit was 30 percent off, and I've been thinking about picking up some knitting to do on vacation.


Casting on is HARD, man. I had to rewind the DVD (yes, the kit came with an INSTRUCTIONAL DVD! so I could LEARN TO KNIT!) about 12 times and unravel my knotted mess of yarn at least three times before I was finally able to make a go of it. But I did it, and I now have seven garter-stitched rows.

Now if only I could remember how to purl...


"Why are you like this?" "Like what?" "Like how you are."

I'm in bed early tonight so I can get up to run a 5K tomorrow. My cat nuzzles against me.

Suddenly, I think, "Wait a second - I'm a dog person, and I hate running! Who is this person I've become? Because it's definitely not someone I saw myself becoming."

What a difference a year makes.

Or whatever.

Which My So-Called Life Character Are You? Find out @ She's Crafty

Sadly, there doesn't seem to be an option for Tino, the parents, Mr. Katimsky, or any other slightly less important character. I think a better MSCL quiz is, like, so possible (AE, I'm looking in your direction, here, or whatever).

I attribute my recent MSCL obsession to my purchase of Stage Beauty, in which we see Claire Danes again being kinda awkward and vaguely rebellious and trying to figure herself out. I'm thisclose to finally dropping the, like, $80 on the DVD set. Or whatever.

Microsoft iPod

Because I'm sick of having to search YouTube every time I want to watch this again...


I knew it!

You Are Gonzo the Great

"Is something burning in here? Oh, it's just me."
You're a total nutball who will do anything for attention.
The first to take a dare, you'll pull almost any stunt.
You're one weird looking creature, but your chickens don't mind!