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So we returned to Fundy. Well, like a week and a half ago but Lois has been soooo busy back in new york, she couldn't post any photos for me to steal off her till now. Actually, I only took one photo on my trip to Canada and that was of the Isle of Wight on the plane home as I could see the whole island beautifully as the sun rose. Nice.

Anyway, Fundy. Didn't see any gerbils again this time, or any Pokemon characters either. However, what we did see was the rain. And the wind. And some more rain. And some mist. And a $30 Walmart tent holding up better than Laura's old one and Monica's super-tent put together. Is there anything Walmart cannot do? Yeah! Sell me some cheap waterproofing spray (but that's an entire series of blogs on its own so I'll leave it for now).

No, camping was great. Eventually, bloody Nova Scotia weather. We had fun, it's the people that make anything in life. For example, it's only just dawned on me now that I actually lost in Botchie (sp) Ball for the first time in my life, I was so enthralled that after 24 (ish) 'ends' Cole had failed to score but one point. And you know what he gets like. Kinda like when he introduces 'tips,' a frizbee game to the group and then proceeds to have his ass kicked. Twice. Without reply.

At this point, perhaps some pictures will fill you in a little more, or rekindle those memories just a tad. Well, let's see....

Woman = Cooking


Monica = Cooking for Herself. Just Herself.


Me = Carrying a heavy bag of booze.
Heavy bag of booze = Lois' supplies. Just Lois' supplies.


Dan, Brett & I = Men
Men = Put up the Tarp
Lois = Guard her own drink.


Laura = Wwwwwwwwooooooaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


And of course,

London Buses

Blog postings are like London buses. You wait ages for one, then two appear one immediately after another. Much of life is like that I'm afraid.

So, we went camping this weekend. Despite the rain and the delays and the fact Cole was there, it really was a good weekend. I'll fill you in a little when Lois gets off her arse and sends me the photos so I can use them to save a thousand words. Dan has begun such an account if you want to hear his side of the story before I get my say. But do note the stunning photo he took of one of the lakes at Fundy and I am excited to say he has had it printed off large and is about now getting it framed for our office/ping-pong room (when table is bought).

Anyway, what I really wanted to talk about was our road trip home. As Dan and Lois decided they needed to sleep the whole journey, it was left to Cole and I to discuss baseball. Pretty one-sided conversation. Nevertheless, when we drove near Pizza Express, Dan and Lois had a sudden urge to wake up and feast. Nice enough meal, nice enough place. Whatever. No one cares.

What people might care about is the email Dan received at work today. Apparently Danielle, our waitress, contacted him with some how-do-you-do chit chat in response to his business card being left on the table, with her name on the top. Nice one smoothie! Must've been all those photos you were taking of her.

Note to Dan - the reason the cute waitress at the Alehouse didn't reply to the message "I" left her last week is because all you left was a drunken scrawl and addressed it to "the cute waitress." I left Danielle a professional card, personally addressed.

Note to everybody else - get a business card.

Job Hunting

I want a job. More specifically, I want a job like Igor's, who works at the Dalhousie University Gym.

Right now Igor is sitting on my couch engaged in a Pro Evolution Soccer tournament on the Xbox. He is about 25 minutes late for work. He will go to work when it stops raining with Dan and I to play table-tennis. Probably for at least an hour. Then he may take a well-earned break and go with us to play pool. I'm not exaggerating here, this has been the norm for the past two weeks.

In fact, last week Igor and I were going to play pool so he could have a break from work. He left a plastic clock on the door of his office to note he'd be back in around 45 minutes. Unfortunately we never made it to pool. We got intercepted and convinced to join other friends at the pub for wing & pitcher specials. Fine. 45 minutes later, Igor decides to call his girlfriend Leanna, who's supposed to meet him and go swimming at a nearby lake. Yeah, he's still working. He tells Leanna to go via his gym and fix the plastic clock to say he'd be back in another hour. Then goes to the lake. Around an hour later, Igor returns from the lake to the pub. But he did have to go via the gym to lock up an hour early before he could join us for the rest of the night.

I'd love to be paid to play table tennis and go to the pub. The Canadian Dream, eh?

Lookalikes

Laura came to visit Dan and I this weekend. She's an idiot. In her eyes, apparently I look like a famous film star. Mind you she'd had several margaritas by this time and was going to the loo every 25 seconds. Nevertheless, who could I allegedly look like?

Which film star springs to mind? For the past 3 or 4 years I have taken great pleasure in telling people a couple of people have mentioned I look like Ben Affleck. This argument was fuelled further by a taxi driver last year despite MJ's protests and despite the fact I don't agree with the suggestion, I'm more than happy to try and milk any comparisons.


(This is Ben Affleck, not me by the way)

So I wouldn't usually hark on this long about some drunken sprawl of Miss Jones. However, she was extremely adamant that I looked like a certain person and went on about it for ages. Her assertion makes the claim even more ridiculous as she was convinved.

So who is it? I know you're desperate to know who Laura thinks I look like now.
Well. Err, how do I put this? Uhm....Keira Knightley! Yeah really, what an idiot. Keira Knightley? FHM's sexiest woman of the year? Hmm. I can't see it.


As Doctor Evil would say: rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrright

Thanks Laura

Wanted

Dan and I will be acquiring the following for our apartment so we can be as much like Joey and Chandler as possible. If you have any personal links to this shopping list please let us know. (Don't put links to classifieds, we know about them)

1. Ping Pong Table (we prefer it to foosball)
2. TV-Dinner Trays
3. Hot girl neighbours (although if Melissa from 606 is reading this, you're cute!)
4. Melissa from 606 is not reading this, hence I included point 3
5. A clean-freak as Dan is a slob and I don't want to clear up his mess
6. Bedding that says 'young boys welcome' and 'come to me' (Don't comment unless you know 'Friends')
7. 2 Brand New Lazy Boys as ours do not have massaging backs or fridges in the arms
8. A Duck and a Chick - no, scrap that. Just some chicks.
9. FIFA or Pro Evo for the Xbox. Or Dub's Xbox 360.
10. A balcony we can strap on to the side of our apartment
11. The instructions for our answer phone
12. The finances to live a high life in New York City without having to do any work.
13. A new date every week
14. Microwave
15. Hoover/Vacuum

Note to self - stop doing lists on your blog

Ch...Ch...Ch...Changes

Things are different in Nova Scotia.

1. Cole has grown a chin-strap beard and is a construction worker. He looks like he has just walked out of a Village People audition.
2. Igor has a girlfriend. She's cute, lovely and puts up with him bossing her around. Weird.
3. The bar and restaurant service has become ridiculously bad. Our waitress at Your Father's Moustache only got away with this because she kept showing us her breasts.
4. Ping Pong is the new sport. I think gone are the days of road hockey.
5. Cole didn't try any of Olivier's hot sauce.
6. Gambling is rife, with dollars being waged on anything from magnetic darts to black versus white people at athletic meetings.
7. Igor has golf clubs. As of yet, we're unsure whether or not he knows what they actually are.
8. Igor learnt to cook. However, it was the lack of fluffiness in his omelette that caused Lianna to come 2nd in her race yesterday.
9. It rains here now.
10. Monicer has discovered white russians.
11. The escalating prices for hiring computer games and going to the cinema makes a quiet night more expensive than Saturday night going out.
12. Igor lost his soul patch.

Well, not all things are new. Some things will always be the same.

1. Dan sucks at pool. He just bought a book (yeah, a book) to get better.
2. Dan lives like a slob. He doesn't have a hoover in the apartment, but does have a hairdrier. He doesn't have a microwave either, but has a blender instead.
3. Dan works less than even Lois.
4. Dan is always on the phone/msn-ing Laura. Although she's mostly to blame for that.
4. US gameshows pick the most annoying contestants they can find and complement them with the loudest audiences imaginable. Just what I look for in a gameshow.
5. Canadian commercials are the dumbest in the world.
6. They still haven't imported any decent bread.
7. More girls than guys are into football here. Weird.
8. Ugly girls are not allowed to be waitresses in Nova Scotia.
9. Keiths.
10. Canadians still get amused when you use a different word to what they would use.
11. Magnetic dartboards repel darts from the high point segments.
12. I like it here :)

Next Time......

Next time I check this blog out I'll be in Canada. Pretty cool eh?

See - I still remember the language. Err...eh, I'm going oat, twoonie, toque, Bluejays, ass (not arse), what you saying?

Till then!