I think it’s proper to bring protection along with you on a trip. Be it condoms, or rain ponchos or a nice corduroy pashmina, you need something to protect you from the elements. I think this will help out tremendously as I brave the sushi buffet, the midnight dessert banquet and the kid’s pizza station.
COME GET SOME!!
[singlepic id=199 w=320 h=240 float=none]Again the cats want to help. I opened the suitcase, turned to get the shirts and BAM – there’s Billy Dee Williams. It freaks me out.
Not going to bore you with 5 days of undershirts, just going to do them all in one day. Plus I need some of them for the next 25 days, so this is only a “representation” of 5 undershirts… Wait… 25?! EEEE!!! 25 Days!!
I wasn’t an undershirt guy before I met SharkBoy. Even in the dead of winter I’d rather wear a dress shirt and sweater before I would even think of layering up. Oh I knew the benefits but I’ve been influenced by him. He’s the well dressed one in this relationship. As a good wife, I am trying to swap out his old undershirts for fresh ones, but like everyone on the planet, he has his favorites too. I love being married!
[singlepic id=198 w=320 h=240 float=none]You’ve seen this shirt lots of times. It’s my favorite home made shirt to date.
I don’t want to talk shirts – I want to talk cats.
Why in fucks name do cats immediately sit in boxes within seconds of their opening? I don’t understand. I had just stood up from placing this shirt and Ziiixxxip! There’s Billy Dee Williams looking up at me as if to say “Mine, hairless house ape. Tough shit.”
Oh and if you’ve ever wondered about giving a cat an enema, I’m your man. Poor Billy Dee was so backed up you could visibly see the lump under his tail. My Sunday morning was all clipped claws, a warm bathtub full of water, and an anal bulb I’m never using again.
Oh and to add to my Finding Things on My Run count:
– A beer fridge (Bet StevieB makes me go back and get it)
– a book case
– a toaster oven
– a stairmaster step
We all have that shirt. The shirt we can’t part with. The one that looks like you just walked through a forest of razorblades, a warehouse full of tea-puking kittens and 10,000 lumens of unprotected UV. Your lucky shirt. The shirt you were wearing when they said “yes”. The shirt you were wearing when that cheque came in. The shirt you were wearing when the sun came up and you were going to be ok. The shirt on your back when the brakes suddenly started to work again.
This isn’t that shirt. But hell – it certainly looks like it.
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1/3rd the way through, people!
This shirt reminds me mostly of my time as a Classical Animator (Sheridan College graduate). The picture doesn’t show much but if you get close the design is actually a rough sketch of Shere Khan, loose construction lines and all. Disney did a series of rough sketch shirts like this, loved them all, but this was my favorite of them all.
I’ve always loved a villain who is utterly unaware of hubris hurling towards them like a meteor headed towards Earth in a Michael Bay movie. Shere Khan and Wile E Coyote character flaws always fascinate me.
[singlepic id=195 w=320 h=240 float=none]Earlier this week I Twittered that Starbucks new full leaf tea tasted like getting tongued by Gene Simmons after he ate a burnt woodland creature. I have to retract that as that the new Barista at my regular coffee jag gave me “Awake” tea in error instead of my regular Earl Grey. Starbucks Awake tea is awful. Trust me.
But the sadness continues. They’ve discontinued their regular tea line and replaced all of it with the full leaf teas. I’m only mildly grumbling about that. It’s a lateral change in my mind – I’m sure on some suit’s desk in Seattle there’s a calculator flashing a big number indicating how much the company will save if they omit the tea leaf cutting and drying step. Whatever. The taste is different, not bad, not better, just different. That’s grumbling point number one.
Number two is that they’re upped the price of tea AND are now charging for two bags if you purchase a Venti tea, even if you only want one. Why are they suddenly doing this? Two tea bags are way too strong! Especially full leaf tea!
The manager of my regular Starbucks was very apologetic. After 6 years of service they know me well. He actually winced when he suggested I take the extra tea bag with me, out of cup, or start purchasing cheaper Grande cups of tea instead of my regular Venti. I just opted to pay the Venti price and take one bag.
From a distance I can hear a calculator laugh at me.
Please don’t make me go back to Tim “Green Tea?” Hortons…
I wish my favorite tattoo parlour (Imperial Tattoo) had t-shrits. Their site says they do but there’s nothing listed. Typical. These guys are the best tattooists in Toronto so I’m not surprised their site is a bit …behind. You can forgive their lack of marketing finesse when you see the scope of their work.
This shirt has a tagline in small font on the back that was the dealbreaker for me to purchase it, even though I didn’t get any ink from this parlour. It says: “Small tattoos make you look fat” just below the collar. To this day, I firmly believe that.
[singlepic id=194 w=320 h=240 float=none]The Globe is reporting that the Wall Street Journal is reporting that my brother’s play “The Drawer Boy” was the fourth most produced play in the US in the last decade. You may touch my sleeve.
Read the Globe article though. It’s very informative as to just who liked his plays and who weren’t kind over the last ten years. Also it has possibly the most creepiest picture of him ever. He is full on “Potato chin”
We’re off to see his new play “Courageous” Friday night. Yes. The freebie plea came through. Truly, he’s a generous brother. Love ya, Michael!
We’re Thirty days away, kids!
I’m loving how the Winter Olympics are on the same weekend as our trip. The hype is parallel.
This is another Fan Expo Borg Cube Shirt I got. In my head it’s gay subversive because the GI Joes sort of look like the Village People. But that’s a stretch.
One of the first moments where I fell in love with SharkBoy was showing him the Fenster Films remix of GI Joe. Huddled over our computer, I hit play and within 30 seconds we were both doubled over with laughter. From that moment on I loved making him laugh.
Here’s today’s pic. Enjoy!
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