Don't feel like yapping too much today. The title is accurate and sufficient. Just shot some random stuff while walking. I like taking pictures.
HOLLA!
I'm going to Minneapolis this weekend, so I'll hopefully be back with something better next week...blat blat gat! Have a fantastic long weekend all!
I put up some new curtains in my office. I am officially 73 years old.
How come no one is on myspace anymore? Is it because it is summer and everyone has better things to do than snoop on other people and find out what their favorite tunes of the moment are? Just wait until winter bitches! I will have forgotten all about you and your profile, because nothing changed!!! (Unless of course, you all of a sudden go and change your profile pic. Then you've got me curious and I'm so there.)
So it was Fasha's day this weekend, so we trudged out to Altona. The usual happened on the way - a little arguing with the hubz, and some friggin hot sun beating on me:
I'm proud of these Windows XP-style photos of the MB plains.
I love my sister. Hence, I tried to take some nice photos of her and she was being a "schpoocht":
After beating the ever-loving shit out of her (i kid), she put me to shame with her good looks.
See? Exactly. I got the more un-blessed genes...fartiness.
So a big part of why I went home was it was my Dad's 50th birthday (natch, right?) ANNNNND four-wheeling!
I don't know why I am so strangely positioned on there...
So fun! Man, am I going to that part my life...
So out I was, crusing the countryside, just me and my polaris, and then it started to rain. Me, being the hardcore kind of person I am, just decided that I would keep going, until it was a virtual downpour. I did decide to head back when I got pretty soppy, but I can assure you I hauled ass good and proper.
Sniff sniff. That was the end.
It was pretty though, especially after it was over...
Today was a nice day out. My friend Jenna (the just married one) came to visit me now that she was back from her honeymoon.
We hung out at the Forks and some nice young chaps wanted to videotape us yapping about how we love Manitoba. They got Jenna anyways. Hee!
There was this older dood rollerblading in the centre court area thing and he was doing all these impressive little loops and jumps:
I tried to get a shot of his face, but the bastard kept loopity-looing out of my range. Bastid.
Yep, that's right. Spirited Manitoba. "I'm not friendly, I'm spirited, you bitch."
We went to the Current at the Inn at the Forks for dinner, and it was decent. Our waiter was a grade "A" bum, though. I pulled a D'oh. I had a buy-one-get-one-free, and I forgot it at home, so I had to wait until Marty got off work, drive home, pick it up and bring it to me. What a guy. It saved me $12. Think how much I could save by switching to Geico.
After that, we were going to go to Sugar Mountain (chocoalmonds and chocoraisins), but the rain had other ideas, thus drenching us in a downpour:
So we waited a bit until the rain died down, and went to Sugar Mountain, and they just closed. Frig. So I was forced to get it from Safeway instead later. And, Jenna, I still owe you $15. I won't forget.
Sounds like its going to be Nacho Libre on Friday with Bee. Finally some plans! June is almost over...yipe! I gotta get my azz in gear. Hope ya'll are out keeping safe...enjoy.
Giggity giggity. Um...what's up?...awkward...
Today is hot. Accordingly, I'm wearing some lovely cropped jeans I purchased recently from the 'net. You see, they would be truly lovely if they were actually the fuppin' size I ordered. Excuse me, if I order a size 30, that means I don't fit into a size 29. Idiots.
Turns out there were some snaps I took and skipped before my last blog. So, here are the snaps and the stories, in all their glory, perfect for Sunday reading:
Prior to the wedding I was at last weekend, there was a dood get-together (sausage fest) at my house (I was banished to the computer room), but I snuck out to take pictures of the takeover of my kitchen:
Hot dog buns & beer
Beans & chips
And tons of beer (in MY fridge! Shock!) and sausage (hence the sausage fest...no really)
After the doods left to go shoot each other at Extreme Tactics, I went for a lovely walk around my 'hood.
Awww yeah...straight gangsta. The site of the infamous shoot-out...that hasn't happened yet.
Then I came back and watched my illegal copy of the Chronicles of Narnia.
Yeah...it was okay, but what a friggin' slow start. Geeze Louise.
The next day was a trip to the 'Tona for a gathering. Now, all you who have never been to Altona, prepare yourselves for the amazement....
Okay, here it is:
My former workplace. I was a baker. Tear...
Holy crap...it's downtown...it's a street.
The (best) restaurant in town, owned by Marty's sister and husband.
We have a McDonald's that used to be a mechanic garage. Jealous? You know you are!!
Yeah...I actually know those people on the bikes.
Okay, you can wakie wakie now. Let's move on to something else.
I saw a cool cloud.
I kept hoping for the end of the world, but alas. Here still sits my sorry ass.
Look ma! I took a pretty picture!
This was actually Marty's corsage from being an user at the wedding last weekend, and the background is my tablecloth. Impressed yet? No, me neither.
One of the best movies of our time. Jean told me she hated my picture, so I changed it. She's never seen Dumb & Dumber, so I'm going to harrass her until she begs me to watch it. Mwhahahahahaha! I'm so lame.
So at work last week, we got a pet dinosaur which I named Crunchy aka. Gus Galue.
Upon entering the Corporate Accounting Department, he was set right to work. I believe he was told by a nameless manager, "We don't care what species you are, we are going to work you to the bone until you get pregnant and go on maternity leave."
Poor Crunchy was so determined to work, he used my desk whenever I left for a few minutes. Mike and him became fast friends.
The little bastard eventually became so determined to have my desk that he started wearing my shoes and eating my crackers.
So I killed him, stuffed him, and now he sits on top of the filing cabinet.
No big deal.
Construction season only officially begins next week Wednesday according to the calendar, but Winnipeg likes to get an early start and so I sit in my car and be late for work, as I was on Friday.
The end is near indeed.
The manager decided we should all go to the Salisbury House for lunch (yum...not).
At the end of Friday, I was ready to go home. Friggin month-end...friggin consolidation...friggin everything.
It was off to Altona this weekend for my friend Jenna's wedding.
It was nice, for a wedding. Between the wedding and reception, me, Marty, Kelly and Cephas hung out at the Altona mall (because we are street like that.)
When we got back to the church, we bummed around until the doors opened for food time.
Suzy was freakin starving. I kept saying retarded things, so she gave me looks.
Scott and Cephas
Marty telling one of his 1,192,283,154 stories.
Us with La Funk.
Reception was pretty decent. It was catered by my cousin Carolyn, and the food was served by a small army of all my cousins' children.
Scott and Marty. They love each other.
Cephas. Just Cephas.
This Lori. She was a bridesmaid and Jenna's sister. The dress didn't have straps, so Lori tanned her own. So innovative.
Suzy is hot. Suzy makes good food. Suzy made these cupcakes for Jenna:
Yesterday was also Kelly's birthday, so after we got back to Winnipeg, we went to see X-Men 3. DAMN! Best of my life! I love those friggin X-Men. Um...but one in particular caught my attention...
Um...yes. Very noice!
After the movie, we went to Montana's for some eatin. Marty and Ceph ordered some fuppin' hot wings and burned the shizz out of their mouths. Nice one guys.
Nice face.
Nice face.
Our waitress's name was 'Night B' according to the bill. Best! So I kept referring to her as the night b.
Today is chill. Just doing some preliminary planning for the big upheaval of life, so I best get to it. Probably going for some Chinese with the p-rents in a bit. Today I have to give their camera back, so I am quite sad about that. I'm also still wearing these crops, but with the tags attached...heh heh for the poor sucker who gets these once I return them. I get my kicks.
I'm so lame today. *heart*
