Have your cake and eat it too

Why do airlines assume that just because someone orders a vegetarian meal that by default, they must not like real desserts?? Vegetarians like cake too dammit, enough with the crappy ass fruit salad already.

Urban jungle

You try to blend in, pretending that you are one of us, quite stealthily that is, until you open your mouth and tell me how much you love expresso. I’m onto you suburbanite ;)

Who came up with that name?

We often watch the tv in our staff lunch room and I can't help but notice the various shitty daytime commercials on the CBC. There is one for this stairlift company that helps seniors unable to navigate stairs anymore get up and down the stairs safely. The strange thing is, is that the company is called "Acorn"...who in the hell came up with that name? Acorns fall...Eeesh.

I love you guys!

Some of you may have read about the saga of my beloved Cole Haan peeptoe heels and the Korean shoe repair bastard who ruined them. Well, I e-mailed the Cole Haan service department and told them the story, sent them the link to my blog post as well as 4 pictures of the heel damage. They were more than apologetic, said that the posting was ‘well-written and amusing’ and said that of course they stand behind their product. I had a brand spankin’ new pair of black peeptoe heels arrive at my office today, YAY *happy dance* Cole Haan friggin’ rocks long time, worth every penny.

Songs that I may or may not have been conceived to

So a group of federal Liberal party members and myself were sitting around at the pub today and the above topic came up (after many, many pitchers of beer mind you.) We all whipped out our mobile devices and started looking up the top songs the year before we were all born. To my shock/horror/amusement I realized that the top song around 9 months before my birth was “The Gambler”, by Kenny Rogers…dear lord is all I have to say on that one.

Name dropper

What is with people who insist of throwing out name brands with every day, common items? Some examples that I am sick to death of hearing are as follows: ‘I was reading the news last night…on my iPhone’ or ‘I drove down to Seattle for the weekend, in my Prius’. Why don't you just say that you were reading the news and saw something interesting or just tell me that you drove down to Seattle this weekend, what the frig is with the name brand dropping? About the only vehicle that you can get away with this name dropping shit is a Jeep because it is a breed all to itself. When you name brand drop to try and make yourself sound cooler, you end up sounding like a pretentious tool.

Ding dong the witch is dead

There is a god...My work nemesis, the one who makes me want to spontaneously shout out the 'c-word' in meetings, in the kitchen and in the hallways is finally gone. Coming into work already feels so much better. There is no stress, everyone is smiling and the sun is shining. It’s truly amazing how one toxic personality can really bring an entire office down.

Japadog hair

Japadog has always been outside of the Sutton hotel but a second location has opened right across the street from my office tower which is bloody fantastic if you ask me. For my non-Vancouver readers, Japadog is quite possibly the world’s best hotdog stand ever! I love the veggie dogs with seaweed and wasabi mayo, mmmm. So I walked into work today with my hair tied back into a ponytail and my colleague Anton says “Oh look, you have your Japadog hair today!” Am I that predictable? It is a total bitch getting wasabi mayo out of your hair, trust me.

And so the war begins...

Parsons Shoe Renew on Pender Street, you're going down. I used to recommend you to everyone telling them how awesome and speedy you were but you can forget that now. I brought in my priceless black patent leather Cole Haan peep toe heels in last week to get Topy’s put on the bottom and to get the heel tips replaced. The little Korean fella behind the counter calls me at work and says “If you pay in cash, I will give you a good deal.” Ok, I thought, why not? So I go to Parsons with 60$ cash in hand for the 50$ repair job and I am met at the counter by the little Korean fella who is all too happy to see my fist full of 20s. I look at the shoes and they look good so I hand over $60. He hands me back $10 plus a loonie, he says ‘to buy myself a drink’ (gee, thanks asshole, even a bottle of water is like 2 bucks downtown). He keeps saying over and over again “Don’t tell the lady that I gave you a deal, don’t tell her, ok? You promise?” I said yes, fine, I won’t tell and figured he was underpaid and pocketing the cash, whatever. Afterwards I realise I am probably actually being ripped off royally but as if I will ever find out. So I put my shoes on as I am going to an event that night and got half a block and then my heel snaps, muthafucka! I go back to the shop but he has now closed up and turned the lights off. Seriously…these shoes ain’t cheap and he fixed the heel, he must have done something to my shoes to make this happen, this is totally mental and I am pissed and he wants another $100 from me to fix this issue. Screw you Parsons Shoe Renew, it’s on…like Donkey Kong.

A scare at bedtime

I never learn. I really have to stop watching Mantracker before bedtime cause it tends to freak me right the fuck out. His gaze and how he just turns up out of nowhere never ceases to scare the crap out of me. Last night’s episode was hilarious because the male contestant was like “The Mantracker is a dick…I can totally beat him.” Well guess what? Buddy turns around and who is right frickin’ there? The Mantracker. Buddy screamed like a girl and ran towards the bushes ha ha.

Perfectly Marvelous

I got on the bus after a long week of work and just wanted to get home as soon as possible. The bus driver seemed a little more chipper than normal, ok fine, it is Friday, that’s cool. About 3 blocks into the trip, she starts belting out Broadway show tunes loud enough for me to hear them in the back of the bus. Then some crack whore sitting around mid-bus decides that all attention should be on her and not on the singing bus driver so she saunters up to the front of the bus and starts chatting up a blind guy sitting in the special sitting area by offering him half of her bakery loot (which amazingly, he accepted). I just shook my head and continued on reading the paper. 5 minutes later I decided to look up; the Cabaret tunes were getting louder and louder and now the crack whore has straddled the blind guy and is feeding him a chocolate muffin from her loot bag. Life would be so boring without public transit.

What the deuce?

Nothing in Vegas really surprises me anymore, well, until we got onto the Deuce bus after midnight tonight. This double-decker bus runs up and down the strip dropping everyone off at their various hotels. We were the first ones on and so of course claimed the best seats in the house. Everyone else on board pretty much were in their 30s and 40s and appeared to be re-living their teenage years, it was completely out of control. The woman behind us had a Sarah Palin/Fargoesque accent and kept shouting out all kinds of stupid crap i.e. passing Circus Circus she starts yelling “It’s slots of fun everyone!! Come on, let’s go…slots of fun.” Oh god, this place truly is like adult Disneyland at times.

Viva Las Vegas

I have never been to Vegas in my life and already after day number one, I am fed up with all of the bells, ringing, cigarette smoke and the mirages; everything looks to be just across the street but really it’s like a 25 minute walk away, frickin’ desert! The one thing that I cannot get over is how you can be wandering the casino floor at 1 am and parents are still gambling and dragging their toddlers and babies around the smoke-filled casino floor. One would think with such stellar examples of parenting that the casinos would be teeming with child welfare agents or something. It’s 1 am and your kid smells like booze and smokes, stop gambling for Christ sake and take junior to bed already, gawd.

Tapas piss me off

What the hell is the big freakin’ deal with tapas these days? They are fun and can even be somewhat practical when you have a group going out and you want to try a bit of everything but when it’s just the two of you going out for dinner, then it’s just a pain in the butt. When I go to a restaurant and I see that they only have tapas and that each tapas plate costs what a full meal should cost, then I get so mad, what a rip off.

Only in the 'Couv

The man and I headed down to Granville Island today in search of some smoked alder salt (don’t ask). As we drove down onto the island I looked to my right and took notice of all the social co-op housing there; all newish, waterfront and cheap. How is it that alcoholics, drug abusers and welfare mom’s get waterfront living for under $1,000 a month whereas I bust my ass off and live a clean life yet you can only see the water at my place if you stand at a certain spot in the room, tilt your head and have a clear sky. It just doesn’t seem right; our tax dollars at work.

Guilty pleasures

I saw the look that you gave me when I was rocking out to George Michael today, whatever. He’s rad, I love him and the fact that you hate him only makes me love him that much more.

WebMD nearly ruined my life

I know that I should take information that I find on the internet with a grain of salt but ever since my family GP up and fucked off without telling anyone and took all of our files with him, I have had to result to WebMD to do symptom searches to see if it’s worth my time to sit in the ridonculous walk-in clinic queue or not. Today I woke up and my face looked like a pumpkin, my face was totally swollen up and felt as hard as a wall. Well great, it is either: an allergic reaction, a tumour or a blockage. Well that’s just great WebMD, you have managed to scare the shit out of me once more. Just like when I got stung by a jellyfish in Dominica and the skin on my knee went all wonky for a few months.

Denied

Ticketmaster, you can seriously suck my ass. Rena and I were both logged into our accounts and clicked 'buy' at 10am PST sharp and you still denied us tickets to see our beloved Flight of the Conchords. Are you trying to tell us that all of these tickets sold out in less than 20 seconds? Faster than Madonna, AC/DC and every other concert that has come to our fair city? Seriously Ticketmaster, you guys blow and your online process is corrupt at best. Thanks for helping the scalpers out and hurting the fans you ass clowns.

If we took a holiday

Let me start off by saying that I am not a fan of 'the c-word' at all, but lately there is one person in particular in my office who reeeeeally makes me want to shout it out during a meeting or in the lunch room. I think that I need to get away to somewhere warm that serves drinks with umbrellas in them ASAP before I go completely postal.

Wii elbow

Just when I thought that I had heard it all, today I had a friend exclaim "I am sooo tired today...I was playing Wii for like, 2 hours yesterday...exhausting stuff". Dear...lord... You know that society is in some serious trouble when people cannot handle any physical exercise and they suffer from Wii fatigue. Pathetic.