I've been a bad bad blogger
Sitting here listening to the Beatles (Here Comes the Sun) and various other random songs, I am trying to remember what happened to me this past weekend and last week. It's hard! It seems like I have a lot of stuff going on in my life, which means remembering all the things that happened is tough. ( poor me eh? :-P ). I guess I will start with last Thursday, because that's as far as I can remember.
(Now it's Dave Matthews Band...Two Step. I like shuffle!)
Last Thursday after our Swing lesson, on our way back to ___'s place at Dominion, I was told that we were having a Candelmas celebration at my house (we are not religious, we just really like Crepes, and that's the tradition at Candelmas in France :-D ). So all of a sudden ___ was coming to have a meal with my family and parents! I made a comment to ___ about that, but she told me 'aaaaah, stop, don't build it up any more!' heehee. It went very well, I think my family likes her, she even participated in our usually potty-humour family dinner discussions, which I think probably amused my parents :-)
Friday night was climbing and then I think I went somewhere else to drink some beer...ah yes, I went to the Madi with some friends from undergrad, in particular a few that aren't usually in town, who were really good friends with ___ in undergrad, from whom I heard some things about her ex-boyfriend that were nice to know.
(Dave Matthews, Say Goodbye.)
Saturday was great, spinning, a nice nap, and then Swing dancing at a church on Bloor with some more undergrad people. I am getting much better now! These lessons are paying off. Too bad ___ was in Ottawa hunting rabbits and missed it. I tried to teach my friend SCE (super climbing elitist) how to do the basic steps, but he was having a horribly hard time. I've never seen him think so hard about something as when he was trying the steps. Hopefully he'll see it as a challenge and try and pick it up a bit more.
Sunday I was supposed to go skiing. Then my friend Bike Freak called me up and told me the power was out in Collingwood, so we decided we weren't going, and I got used to the idea of a nice relaxing day at home. Then he called me up again, and told me it was on again, at about 3 pm. GAH! I was so comfortable and warm at home, but I'm glad I went anyway because the conditions were amazing, even with my unwaxed skis. The moguls were awesome! Not only that, everyone else was inside watching the stupid Super Bowl, so the lift lines were non-existent.
While shopping yesterday in Kensington market with my dad, and wondering aloud on what's going on with a building that is under construction there, a bike courrier dude who was obviously bored and wanted to chat told us that it was being converted to condos, which is why he was about to move out of the area. We also found out a bit more about the little kaffuffle that occurred last week between a courier and a driver in the market. There was an article about it in the Toronto Star, where they apparently (I haven't read the article in the Star) failed to mention the about $300 worth of damage to the courrier's wheel after the driver stomped on it, which is pretty big compared to the superficial scratch suffered by accident to his car while he was attacking her. They also failed to mention that she has a couple of kids to look after, and that on a courrier's wages, $300 is a couple days of work. It's hard to believe that no charges were laid against this road raged driver, apparently because they'd also have to charge the courrier with mischief. I don't know how the cops could possibly have seen the accidental scratch as mischief compared to the busted wheel. However, I don't think the driver was treated too gently by the other people in the market after they pulled him off her.
Crazy world. Why can't we all just live in peace and harmony? ha.
(and finally, Foo Fighters - See You)
(Now it's Dave Matthews Band...Two Step. I like shuffle!)
Last Thursday after our Swing lesson, on our way back to ___'s place at Dominion, I was told that we were having a Candelmas celebration at my house (we are not religious, we just really like Crepes, and that's the tradition at Candelmas in France :-D ). So all of a sudden ___ was coming to have a meal with my family and parents! I made a comment to ___ about that, but she told me 'aaaaah, stop, don't build it up any more!' heehee. It went very well, I think my family likes her, she even participated in our usually potty-humour family dinner discussions, which I think probably amused my parents :-)
Friday night was climbing and then I think I went somewhere else to drink some beer...ah yes, I went to the Madi with some friends from undergrad, in particular a few that aren't usually in town, who were really good friends with ___ in undergrad, from whom I heard some things about her ex-boyfriend that were nice to know.
(Dave Matthews, Say Goodbye.)
Saturday was great, spinning, a nice nap, and then Swing dancing at a church on Bloor with some more undergrad people. I am getting much better now! These lessons are paying off. Too bad ___ was in Ottawa hunting rabbits and missed it. I tried to teach my friend SCE (super climbing elitist) how to do the basic steps, but he was having a horribly hard time. I've never seen him think so hard about something as when he was trying the steps. Hopefully he'll see it as a challenge and try and pick it up a bit more.
Sunday I was supposed to go skiing. Then my friend Bike Freak called me up and told me the power was out in Collingwood, so we decided we weren't going, and I got used to the idea of a nice relaxing day at home. Then he called me up again, and told me it was on again, at about 3 pm. GAH! I was so comfortable and warm at home, but I'm glad I went anyway because the conditions were amazing, even with my unwaxed skis. The moguls were awesome! Not only that, everyone else was inside watching the stupid Super Bowl, so the lift lines were non-existent.
While shopping yesterday in Kensington market with my dad, and wondering aloud on what's going on with a building that is under construction there, a bike courrier dude who was obviously bored and wanted to chat told us that it was being converted to condos, which is why he was about to move out of the area. We also found out a bit more about the little kaffuffle that occurred last week between a courier and a driver in the market. There was an article about it in the Toronto Star, where they apparently (I haven't read the article in the Star) failed to mention the about $300 worth of damage to the courrier's wheel after the driver stomped on it, which is pretty big compared to the superficial scratch suffered by accident to his car while he was attacking her. They also failed to mention that she has a couple of kids to look after, and that on a courrier's wages, $300 is a couple days of work. It's hard to believe that no charges were laid against this road raged driver, apparently because they'd also have to charge the courrier with mischief. I don't know how the cops could possibly have seen the accidental scratch as mischief compared to the busted wheel. However, I don't think the driver was treated too gently by the other people in the market after they pulled him off her.
Crazy world. Why can't we all just live in peace and harmony? ha.
(and finally, Foo Fighters - See You)
posted by a bike rider in the big smoke at 11:10 a.m.
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