Sunday, November 21, 2010

4 wheels bad...2 legs good!

I know I know, imagine that, it got cold in the Northwest Territories in the winter! Blah blah, the presses, stop them, etc...


This is actually a cold snap of sorts. Weather Canada even told me so! (the added an adorable asterisk beside the weather this nyeaaah)
There's been some biatchin' around the island from people about it finally getting cold cold, but I gotta say, so far it has been awesome. There's a lot of things I forget about the winter until I'm actually immersed in it again:
The creaking and cracking of the trees, my eyelids freezing together (sometimes painful, usually fun), the front door freezing shut, etc etc etc

Side note: While my front door was able to withstand my barrage of kicks and screams, my front window did not. What a joke that window was! Only took 2 swears and one kick to break it! I should clarify that one of the swears was prior to the kick, with the second following immediately after said kick.

But seriously folks, we're having fun here.

There's something about the cold winter air that really drives me and gives me a new energy about being outside.
Wanna know what doesn't drive me in the winter? My *&%^#$@ truck! That cheeky monkey is all:

and then I'm all:
"I'm walking everywhere."

I gotta say, pretty much the only thing keeping my alive during my life-endangering, 3 block walk to work (I KNOW RIGHT) is my ultra-enviable levels of testosterone as

See that? Even wolves cuddle up close to me for protection. WOLVES PEOPLE. WOLVES.

But even more seriously folks, did you really think you were gonna make it through this whole month without having to stomach some shots of my Mo'? For shame, anonymous reader, for shame.

Friday, November 19, 2010

New laptops = Life is great!

I can't really justify the purchase of my new laptop (besides pure unadulterated raw gaming bliss which I may have or have not received in the mail on Friday) but this weekend is gonna be AWESOME.

Lemme 'splain it for you:
-Community Bazaar
-Massive community dog walk (more to come)
-UFC watching (don't hate on me)
-Did I mention that I purchased a NEW LAPTOP?!?!?! (ASUS G73 to be precise)

This is gonna be great.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Did that ceiling tile just change its pattern? Cause if it did...

In case anyone was wondering how I came to be sharing my love for Girl Talk earlier today...during work hours...I have a confession to make:
I had food poisoning today!

Now before you throw your arms up in a celebratory manner, I should inform you that this was the kind of food poisoning that was not enjoyable. I KNOW RIGHT!?!??

So besides listening to some music, running to the bathroom to do generally unpleasant things, and lying in an unflattering position on the couch, I had lots of time to stare at the ceiling.
As I stared at said ceiling, I recalled some of the odd notions and perceptions I had when I was kid...for instance I can remember having a birthday party, and all of my friends were there except for one of my best friends. I couldn't believe he didn't show up! He had told me how stoked (actually I don't think I had any words that good in my vocabulary in those days) he was about coming to my party all week!
But then my mom came to me and said that Jaime's mom had just called and said Jaime wouldn't be able to make it because he had food poisoning.

Food. Poisoning.


Now I'm not positive, but I'm fairly certain my thought process would have been along the lines of:

But...who would poison Jaime?
(I'm pretty sure at the time I thought that only super-villains had access to stuff like poison)

Wait, did his mom poison him? She must have! My mom always makes and provides me with my food, therefore, his mom must also make and provide him with his food, and THEN added lethal poison to it! I can't believe Jaime's mom would do that to him!! She must not have wanted him to come to my party. That must be it.

Of course I found out LATER that he ate some bad seafood, and his mom WASN'T trying to kill him. But even still...where was my birthday present Jaime!? I guess some questions are better left unanswered.

I can also remember as a child somehow coming up with the notion that a "babysitter" was someone that my parents used to exchange monetary funds with for the service of temporarily supervising me while they were not present to do so themselves.

Okay so I guess I wasn't so far off with all my of conclusions as a child, but come on, food POISONING(!!!) people!

Anytime Eric Clapton and Biggie Smalls get together, you just know it's gonna be a good time

I don't know that I share musical tastes with many of my blog readers (and by readers I of course mean all 3 of you...and my Mom. Thanks Mom.), but I simply must share this musical deal.

Girl Talk (aka Gregg Michael Gillis) is a DJ (and a former tissue engineer of all things) who is known for his creative sample-mashups of modern pop/hip hop with classic rock and pop tunes from yesteryear. There's no real easy way to describe his albums, but if you're a fan of music in general, you should grab this. Even though a lot of the lyrics are some of the more ridiculous ones from current pop songs, you'll find yourself strangely entranced by them and eventually even liking them.
Anywho, this is his 5th LP, but it's really only been his last couple of albums that he took off. What's the best part of his most recent release? IT'S FREE!
Follow ze linkie to attain some goodness:

Girl Talk - All Day

Friday, November 12, 2010

You wouldn't like me when I'm......JUDGMENTAL

In keeping with my theory that you never know what a day in the North will bring you, yesterday I was asked to act as a judge for a youth poster contest for Nation Aboriginal Addictions Awareness Week (aka the longest name for an awareness initiative ever). Of course I can't yet provide you with details about who the winners are as they results haven't been announced (can you imagine the controversy!?!?). But what I can provide! Distracting, pretty pictures.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Thank You

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Swallow that food...

It's that time of the year again everybody!


It's now 9 days into Movember and things are only getting started. So far we've got a group of about 15-20 guys in Fort Simpson who have donated their faces and are sporting a mo' for the month. Last year's campaign ended with an awesome party and we raised about $3500 towards prostate cancer research.

So if anyone feels like helping to support our effort (or if you just really enjoy seeing me with a mustache...come on, there's gotta be somebody out there...) please feel free to donate! Or better yet...join our team, The Dehcho Mofos!


Monday, November 8, 2010

Answer: $35

Question: Hi, I need to buy a 4-pack of AAA batteries and now that I think about it, I want to pick up a 6 pack of much do you think that'll run me?

High prices are obviously (I mean come onnnnn) nothing new to me, I know by now it's just something you deal with living north of 60. But every once in a while I'll go to purchase something in Simpson and I get a rampant case of diarr-uhh I mean a rampant case of sticker shock. I'm used to a small block of cheese costing almost $10, and a couple of chicken breasts being $12...but then I'll come across something where I go all "whaaaaaaaaaaaa? No....really? REALLY??"
Today was one of those days.

As I'm sure everyone outside of Saskatchewan knows, daylight savings time took effect yesterday and messed with my head and changed what I had come to accept as "the time".
So today when I got off work (perhaps I should rephrase that...when out of work?) it was completely dark outside. Not a problem in itself, but that means I need to break out the ol' headlamps for every weekday snowshoe now. The problem here though, is that when it gets cold out (like say...-40C), batteries tend to crap out approximately 17 seconds after you step outside with them.
This means I'm constantly changing out the batteries in my headlamps 'cause I'm outside just about everyday. Okay so maybe "constantly" is a bit of an exaggeration. I'm not literally ONLY switching batteries in and out of headlamps. Sometimes. Once in a while. Whatever frig you.

Anyway, I didn't plan ahead by buying a big bulk pack of batteries down south this year, so I'm stuck with buying them at the Northern. Annnnd you guessed it! EFFIN SPENSIVE BUGGERS THEY BE!
$18 for 4 of them! Not 4 packs. FOUR (4) batteries!
Just to confirm that I'm not completely out of touch with inflation (why in myyyy day...), I did a quick check on Futureshop and they have a pack of 36 AAA batteries for $16.

Good grief Charlie Brown.

Oh yeah I bought beer on the way home too.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

The Mackenzie River's neglected brother...the Mackenzie Riverbank

The weather has been b-e-a-uuuutiful all weekend here, with a surprising Chinook kicking off the weekend with +8C temperatures. Speaking of Chinooks...Wikipedia has a good read on them HERE. Maybe all that stuff is common knowledge to all you westerners (oh how I loathe you) but for a small town east coast bluenoser who don't know nothin' 'bout no nothin'...Chinooks are still a pretty neat phenomenon to me. I also enjoy peppering my conversations with the use of the word "neat".

Anywhooooooo so I've been on-call for work all week(end) and as a result, I've been getting to bed early and getting up early. It's a vicious cycle I know. BUT there have been a few nice perks. Take yesterday for example: I was wide awake and ready to start the day at 7am (ON A SATURDAY PEOPLES!) so I thought it'd be great to head out with the dogs and catch the sunrise. Then I remembered that sunrise isn't until almost 10am right now. So that was a bit of a buzz kill.
Short story made long, I hummed and hawed (thanks for teaching me the use of this phrase at an early age Dad) around the house for a few hours and then went out to seize the day...photographically, that is.

The sights were quite neat:

But not all was pleasant on this morning, for I can across the remains of a fallen soldier. God bless your heart, noble steed:

Ahhh! (Commence with the vomiting)
A massacre!

Thomas Jefferson and Sadie were being preeeetty disrespectful too, what with the dancing and playing near the corpses. Okay I didn't wanna say anything, but between you and me, I even saw Thomas Jefferson pee on their remains!


But I was all "Hey you guys! No biggie! It's me!"


Too soon?

Hmm...well in case the sight of my HUGE HEAD turned you off...this will cure all that. (Commence with the being turned

Saturday, November 6, 2010

In lieu of an actual update...

Watch this! (and pretend I had something to do with it. I swear I contribute to

Lots of updates to come! No SRSLY!!
(again, this is a theoretical forget all about your existing mental constructs of "time")