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McSushi? Really? As much as I would love to say ‘no thanks’, I’m sure I’d try it once just to see how it compares. And when I discovered that it was terrible and an insult to sushi everywhere, I would make yet another pact to never return to McDonalds ever again.
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So I took some further steps to becoming more healthy by spending the majority of my weekend at the YMCA with friends. Saturday I played a few hours of squash with Garth and Adam, and Brendan showed up near the end. The rest of the night was spent at Garth’s playing darts and Risk (I’ve never played!) and playing acoustic guitar.
Sunday was spent at the Y! Myself, Dan and Brendan spent the whole day there playing squash, a little basketball, exercising, weight training, and of course, swimming. I’m going to try to go back often just for the pool, doing laps feels amazing and is really satisfying as a workout. I even had a pita for lunch…on WHOLE WHEAT!
I’ve been eating a lot better for the past month and have noticed a bit of a difference. I had to cut a new belt hole in my belt this morning!
Now I just have to get to the gym in the morning…good luck getting me out of bed.
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So I had never been to a Casino before…never gambled ever before actually…and this morning while I’m still waking up in bed Brendan calls with a ‘hey, wanna go to Casino Rama?’ and I said ‘Yes.’ True story.
So the two of us and Nicole go get some chinese buffet while discussing some pretty personal things and we leave the restaurant that much closer as we go to pick up Mark and Pam and make our way to the casino. Of course we had to stop off on the way for Monster Energy drinks.
Brendan and I made a deal that we each play $50, and afterwards we split our winnings until we both break even, then keep the extra to ourselves. Well, first is the slots where I quickly lose $30, so with my remaining $20 it’s time for the tables! Win some War (I can’t believe War is in the Casino…) before heading over the Roulette. I have to say, Roulette is my favorite. Kathy was our dealer and she was the best person ever.
I think I was at $30 when I started Roulette, and I fluctuated up before leaving the table with a measly $10. So myself and Brendan head to the bathroom, I put on the sweater I’ve been holding the whole night and we head back to the Roulette table without really thinking about it. It’s not long before I’m up to $45 and feeling good! Long story short, I went from $10 to $45, then from $45 to $90, then left the table again, came back and went up to $110 before leaving for real with $95. Oh, and somewhere in there we went to play War again where I lost $10 then quickly got it back in the next hand.
By the end up the night I left with $46.60 more than I came in with and was super happy because it was an all round solid night with friends. While heading back to the car I successfully gave Mark a piggy back ride, but he wasn’t able to do the same for me. We fell…and my hand hurts now.
The drive back was full of full car sing-a-longs (shout-a-longs?) to Weezer to the extent that my voice is now throbbing and not all there. Then we pulled over and Mark peed in the middle of the road.
That’s the brief of what happened, and it was all super good times had by all.
Thanks team. Solid night.
Six years old was such a tough age, or so we thought until our years came. Now we can try to relive those days of love and hate, or just reflect on a time when we tried to stay inside the lines. Or you could just wait.
As I grew up I spent my weekends leaving notes behind the park bench. I always hoped someone would read them and even reply, so I’ll keep waiting for an answer. What do they have to say? I would just wait.
I find myself thinking back to a time when I was six years old and didn’t care about the little things. I wasn’t worried about anything. There were no thieves or crooks inside my coloring books. I wasn’t taxed on good times spent climbing maple trees in my world of make-believe. I would just wait.
I bought a new snare drum. It looks like this:
I’ll spare the specifics, but it’s a 14″ wooden snare with wooden rims, custom made in Newfoundland.
I wish I didn’t live in an apartment so I could play this all day. Oh…it’s just so pretty!
Recently I’ve been spending a lot of time checking out a handful of really rad music blogs, and I’ve been finding some pretty great stuff. Instead of unloading all new stuff at once, I’m just going one at a time but also posting some old favorites. Stay tuned.
1. Paper Rival – Alabama
Bare bones drum rhythm, acoustic guitars and enchanting vocals. I haven’t been able to stop listening to/singing this song in my head since I first heard it.
2. Brand New – (Fork and Knife)
I just had to post it. If you liked Untitled 7, here it is with better production and a few tweaks. One of my favorite 2006 demos, now one of my favorite Brand New songs.
3. High and Driving – Baby Girl
Okay, I’m going a few years back with this one but it’s simply a fun track to sing along to.
Once again, please comment and let me know your thoughts. I see the numbers for people download, yet no one’s commenting. What the deal?
Also, once again, if you have anything to do with these songs and want them taken down, let me know.
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There’s no denying it. It’s just that good.
In 1999 my favorite album of all time was released. To this day, it remains my favorite album of all time. Any album that may take that position for however brief a time always seems to fall to second place once I remember how much I adore this one.
The band? The Gets Up Kids.
The album? Something To Write Home About.
It may not be the best album ever written, or contain the greatest songs ever written, but it is definitely my favorite album of all time and I have a feeling it will stay my favorite for years to come.
So I went out and got this tattoo…
I feel like I should post the entire album on here for anyone to download if they’ve never heard it. If anyone wants me to do that, let me know and I will.
Everyone should hear it.
All right, here’s my offer. If you haven’t heard it, go buy it. If you don’t like it, give me the receipt and I’ll buy it from you to give to someone else. Deal? Deal.
ps. I didn’t get a tattoo.