| Beauty Tone Kills Teddies! |
[Aug. 11th, 2009|09:40 pm] |
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| | Shiny Toy Guns - Blown Away | ] | You read right. Beauty Tone paints kills teddies. They have a line called "tattered teddies" and all I can think of as I read those words, is someone painting their wall with the blood of slaughtered teddies.
It's been a while since I posted, and not without good cause. An awful lot has been going on here.
There has been a garbage strike in Toronto. It lasted about six weeks. A LCBO strike started at about the same time, with a settlement ready by 6am the next morning. At least people have their priorities straight. Plus, during the garbage strike, American movie filming in Toronto increased. It seems less work was needed to make it look like major US cities.
As you well know, Emily and I have decided to leave this terrible zit on the face of Canada called Toronto, in favour of returning to Metropolitan Welland. St.Catharines specifically. Emily did most of the apartment hunting, since I was stuck here working, and shared photos of prospective places. We managed to find a really nice apartment not that far from the lake, rather conveniently located as well. It's a two bedroom with about another 100 square feet than our Toronto apartment, but costs less. Very nice.
The job hunt has been less than promising. An employer I sent an application to earlier on this year expressed an interest in getting me to work for them. However, they have no room for me there yet. So, I've been firing off lots of other applications for just about whatever I can get. There is a temp job in St.Catharines that has also expressed an interest. We'll see how that goes.
I applied for a "part time" job in Niagara Falls. Only four hours a week, but the pay was good $1000 a week. I wasn't exactly planning on getting it, but I thought it would be a great opportunity. The House of Comedy in Niagara Falls needed an "actor" to place host to their weekend stand up comic acts, look at the camera and announce people. I decided to give it the old college try. True, I have no experience per se, it would seem I faired better than several of the other most "seasoned" applicants. I was invited to come to a show and watch how they do things, get a free meal and decide if I could do it. Several of the other applicants, lasted as long as dinner, and left. I stayed for the whole show and decided to plow on. My resumee and headshot was sent to the production company and was told "don't call us, we'll call you." No calls so far. At least I gave it a shot. Man that would have been a cool job.
An interesting thing happened that night. The day I went to The Falls to apply, I decided to make it a day trp, which meant I was taking a very late bus back to Toronto. The subways were closed but the buses run all night. As fate would have it, I went to the intersection where I had to catch the bus, when I ran into a Turkish fellow (living in Germany) whom I met the other day as he asked for directions. The odds of running into one person that you met once before, in a city that large, with that many people, at that exactly time (2am) and place, are exceptionally slim. He needed directions to get back to where he was staying, which is near my apartment. Rather lucky for him I would say.
Plenty of time was spent packing up the apartment for obvious reasons. I also spent a lot of time cleaning cat shit and puke. It seems they have found a new hobby. Messing up hardwood floor.
We went to Canada's Wonderland recently. "Gord" and "Trevor" came to Toronto to join us. What a day that was. After contending with the less than accessible TTC, which made the trip take about an hour longer than it needed to, we go to the park on a rather busy day of the year. Hot and sunny too. Even with sunblock on, I still got sun burned. Well, I am very Irish. That aside, the day was a mix of good and bad. Wonderland was less than accommodating, but we still managed to ride several rides and enjoyed ourselves. Emily and I went to a Build-a-Bear knock-off and I had a panda made for her. I need to find out what brand of hot dogs the vendors at the park sell. They were really good. Anyway, after a long an exhausting day, we went home.
The rest of the month has been filled with packing, moving, work, etc. Worrying about our cat who is a sick kitty.
On the first of August, we moved all of our stuff into our new apartment in St.Kitts. We technically have two apartments right now due to the lease in Toronto. I've taking advantage of the situation by using it as a base of operations until either the lease runs out, or a find a new job in Niagara. Whatever happens first. More likely the former. This way I can continue to work my current job until the end of August.
( The Friday before the move, )
Yeah. Great weekend.
Last week was some what uneventful. Just went to work. Did my thing on a shoe string budget until I got paid. I came home for the weekend. Did some unpacking. Emily and I went to Perkins for dinner on Saturday. I got the "Tremendous Twelve" from the all day breakfast menu. Lots of really good food. I wolfed it like I hadn't seen food in a week. I wish I was eating it right now.
On my way to church the next day I found a baby squirrel on the ground. Opting not to leave it at the mercy of other animals, I tried to coax it into a tree. After discovering it wouldn't move, I picked it up and carried it to a tree, only to discover another baby squirrel in the next tree. Then two more on the ground beside said tree. I tried to get them all to climb back up, but they wouldn't. One was much more interested in sleeping on the ground, and even deflected any attempts to stir him in a most human like manner. I came to the conclusion that the mother was no longer able to answer their cries for help, so I called the Humane Society to pick them up. If Emily and I had a house, I might have taken care of them myself. They seemed to have gotten rather attached to me.
"Kyle W." came over a short while before I head off to Toronto again for the week. That is all.
Yesterday "Bernard" and "Josh" came over after work. "Josh" was supposed to bring a frozen pizza and knife (for in my hast to pack, I didn't leave myself one in Toronto). He was supposed to do a lot of things actually. He remembered the pizza, but nothing to cut it with. Fortunately I had my utility knife with me. I had to cut dinner with a blade less than two inches long. I couldn't even stab someone with it. Good thing the pizza was already dead.
While hanging out with the lads, my dad called. It seems a few of my relatives, including my niece, were in car accident this weekend. The baby is "100% fine" but the other two passengers are in rough shape. Nothing life threatening but roughed up. I just glad no one was killed or seriously hurt. So I'll be paying them a visit this weekend.
Well, not much more news to televise about this past month. Hopefully the employment situation will turn around. Until next time true believers.
Quote Of The Day - "The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. It is its natural manure." Thomas Jefferson.
Interesting Link For The Day - The Milkman - A short movie about the hardships of a milkman. Quite well made.
Interesting Fact For The Day - Finland is the number one per capita cow's milk consumer, with two other Scandinavian nations in the top five. Scandinavians are also known for long life spans and height. Coincidence? |
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