In light of the Olympics and for the benefit of some of my new Canadian friends, I’ve dug up this old post from back when I first moved to Canada in the late 90’s. Hopefully it’s relatively amusing…. I mentioned earlier that this installment would contain a discussion of curling. Well, it would except that…
So I trashed my knee. Not that one*. The OTHER one. The one I didn’t trash 15 years ago. That’s news. It folded the other night when I was playing hockey. It did make a very interesting ‘pop’ as it did so. So that sucks. It seems to be not as bad as I initially…
Hey man, that was great, thanks for picking up that round. What a killer time we had. Unfortunately, after you bailed because you had to be up early the next day, I stayed at the bar and drank with those couple of people we met there. Then, when they left, I drank until the bar…
I tell you what, I’m tired of women. I live with 4 of ’em and I work with 7. Well ok, 3 of the 4 I live with are ‘women-in-training’, but they already exhibit some behaviours of their full-grown counterparts. I’ve had the unique experience of working both sides of the coin. My old office…