Who could forget Duran Duran? If you were a female, particularly over the age of 12 during the early 80's, you knew the name of each Taylor, and you probably thought that Simon was the hottest. Hell, a lot of guys thought that he was the hottest one, too. I saw an ad for their new album Astronaut due out sometime this month. It includes all original artists, which means that Roger has either run out of money and needs some more, or is getting over his distaste for the press. Or whatever....

It hurts to be a mommy sometimes. My girl came home from school last week and was acting strangely. She looked sort of down and like she had a secret at the same time. I waited until the right moment and she finally told me that while she was at school, during circle, she had let a loud fart rip. And then she told me she cried. I was in the middle of starting to laugh, until I remembered how embarassing life can get for a child. I haven't blushed in years, but I remember doing so fre...

I've been online for the past 2 1/2 hours. It's not enough that I sit at the computer at work, but that I do it in my free time. I've just been reading some stories, checking out the latest news, answering some email, and reading and responding to some blogs. I've been at my sister's house this whole time, using her internet instead of surfing at school, drinking coffee and raiding her fridge. I've got the cable going on, and am watching some good film techniques on Movie Television. Bas...

I'm sick of the endless bickering. I'm tired about watching war on tv. I'm incensed about the commericalization of everything . I feel bitter, I feel like ranting and raving loudly in the streets, and more importantly, for some strange reason, I feel pleased at the white hot rage-on I've got going. I feel like a mad dog might feel when he wants to clamp down on a human's leg. Salivating at the thought of satisfied revenge and torment. It's ironic that the more that I dislike watching...

There are some things, as a parent, that I absolutely detest. I hate when Kole wants to get out the easy-bake ovenor do any other type of cooking, because my daughter always loses interest and leaves me to clean up the mess that has just destroyed my kitchen. But this recipe is easy. It was fun. And it takes less than five minutes to do, including clean up. 1 cup of flour 1 cup of water 1/4 cup of salt 2 tsp. of alum or cream of tartar 2 1/2 Tb of vegetable oil food coloring M...

Some of my friends from work went to fetish night at The Trash, a bar across the road. I knew what it was going to be like, and I definitely had some reservations about attending. It's not that I disapprove, but simply, it's just not for me. Parading around in pleather chaps and brandishing a little hottie on a leash isn't my idea of fun, but it is apparently for a lot of other people. I think the thing that bothered me the most about it is that this is fucking Peterborough. It's a littl...

in style and substance... It's funny to realize that I speak to more Americans than Canadians in my daily life. I speak to more people from Boston to California, and have a fondness for those down south. I've come to the conclusion that I hate talking to women from New Jersey, and that the quickest conversations originate in New York City. When customers of my company find out that I'm in Canada the reaction is genuinely warm and interested, unless it brings on a rant about outsourcing....

I don't have a phone. The last thing that I really want to do when I get home from work is spend some more time talking to more people. It really doesn't matter if they are good friends, family or hot, single lovelies. I simply can't be bothered to keep a working phone around. There's a payphone accross the street if I get desperate enough to want to order in a pizza. I don't really care about keeping up with my student loan officer, except via letter. My sister lives next door, and...

So, I guess I've come to the point in life where it's troubling to consider that this is IT. I've got me a full-time job. I've got a kid. I've got debts, and I've got my own 27 inch television. I save up to buy mattresses and car parts. The thought of going to a dance bar pangs me. In less than five months I'm gonna be 35. Halfway to there. Where? Underground, of course. That's the end of my future, but the rest of it seems a bit dull, too. At 55 I will have finally paid off my studen...

All right, switching to nights, the work aspect of it, isn't too bad. It's slower. There's more time to get things done. It's a much more social environment than regular daytime shifts. The living life after work hours is more difficult. I simply just need more sleep. More undisturbed sleep, I should say. Even though I am able to sleep a total of 7 hours a day, it's in spurts, and not just 7 hours straight. I'm supposed to be sleeping right now, and damned if I can convince my brai...

So, I start my midnight shift tonight. Thought I'd share my list of things I'm bringing. The Toronto Star. I'm not much into reading the paper. I usually get my news at their site, or catch the headlines on TV. I figured I'm in for a boring night so the Saturday paper was a good place to start filling some of it up. Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets. After reading Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix I realized that I wasn't paying too much attention to certain charact...

It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood. I've mentioned it before, but I used to ditch class a lot. I've done the same thing today, in a way. Well, I've convinced my niece that it would be all right for the both of us to not go to her daycare and instead, spend the day hanging out downtown. To be fair, she didn't need much convincing. All I had to do was promise her a Happy Meal and a toy from the Dollar store. She's pleased, all right. I also plan on taking her to the zoo, and mayb...

Kole is simply horse crazy. I'm not. But luckily, I know a lot of people who are, and who love to watch those first moments of a child when they are introduced to one. I forget the name of this one, but I'm sure that she still remembers. What I do remember is her obvious nervousness before climbing on, and then the absolute look of joy as she rode the horse around the field a couple of times. In the span of 15 minutes, a horse rider was born. Not 15 minutes after that she as...

So, I finally got my car fixed. After more than 2 weeks of taking the bus, begging for rides and the occasional hitch-hiking experience I'm back to driving the Sundance. The sad part is; it still sounds like it is going to die at anytime. It's got a full tank of gas, though, which was a pleasant surprise to discover. I didn't remember filling it up before it broke down. Kole and I took it to the car wash today and we had a hell of a lot of fun. As a matter of fact, my pantlegs are sti...

Listening to the Wolf is slowly driving me crazy... The Wolf is your average classic rock station. The Stones. The Beatles. And because I Am Canadian; The Hip. Every single day, they play a little David Wilcox and they always have some Metallica nearby. I hate to admit that I've outgrown pop music, but I have. I simply cannot listen to dance or rap music, if it isn't from the 80's. Don't even get me started on house. But The Wolf is just too damned much. Because these classic songs...