1. The security guards ask "why the long face?" when you stomp through the metal detector. They then ask if you'd like to watch television while you wait alone in the departure lounge.
2. The plane resembles a tiny icebox more than it does a plane.
3. The plane is filled with teenage army brats returning from Basic Training for the first time. They are ferociously afraid of flying and discuss the necessity of "packing a bowl at 2400 feet to ease the nerves there boys".
4. The flight attendant says "toodley-doo!" at the end of her loudspeaker message.
5. They serve Maized and Confused corn chips.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Fur found in Montreal this week
1. Woman on St. Viateur wearing a hat made of raccoon, with the raccoon's face on the front. It was real. I kid you not.
2. Gal on the 80 bus with a hood/hat made out of rabbit, or something.
3. Student in the library, wearing the largest, most ostentatious fur coat. Made of mink. I think.
4. Other 80 bus rider, midnight...wearing a fucking silver fox around her neck. As in, I could see the tail and the dangle-y legs. I don't know if there was a face, cause that part was facing the window.
I have no problem with fur in fashion, in fact, I think it can be pretty great...but when it looks like you put a limp animal around your neck or on your head, then it gets a little weird.
2. Gal on the 80 bus with a hood/hat made out of rabbit, or something.
3. Student in the library, wearing the largest, most ostentatious fur coat. Made of mink. I think.
4. Other 80 bus rider, midnight...wearing a fucking silver fox around her neck. As in, I could see the tail and the dangle-y legs. I don't know if there was a face, cause that part was facing the window.
I have no problem with fur in fashion, in fact, I think it can be pretty great...but when it looks like you put a limp animal around your neck or on your head, then it gets a little weird.
Friday, October 9, 2009
free ribbons; espanol only.
hmm,
I tried to find my local bread santa (ie. the person who works late at the bakery, making bread and perhaps handing out a free loaf or five) but ran into a problem when I knocked on the back door of Au Premier Moisson. The guy only spoke spanish. (Matthew, I need you here.)
My franglais and hand gestures just weren't cutting it. He did wave goodbye to me though!
Another funny thing that makes me love this city is the fact that the old man who works at the fabric store is helping me be under budget for my Hedwig and the Angry Inch costumes by giving me ribbons and lace for free. He also has a pretty great bartering system down. I asked for a nice button, he said, "how much you wanna pay?"...I got it for 50 cents.
This weekend=trying to put together a Thanksgiving meal without having a panic attack. I'm really only doing turkey, stuffing and gravy, but jeeeeze, it seems like such a production! Tomorrow morning I hit the farmers market, yes I do!
Saturday, September 5, 2009
it's the long weekend...
and I am full of lame.
Or just turning into an old lady.
one of the two.
time for early bedtime no.23129944295
Or just turning into an old lady.
one of the two.
time for early bedtime no.23129944295
Thursday, August 27, 2009
red on the inside.
got a box of fresh figs,
got 'em for cheap,
the man said i looked like his daughter,
"what are you, 13, 14?"
got 'em for cheap,
the man said i looked like his daughter,
"what are you, 13, 14?"
Monday, August 24, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
young thai coconuts
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