"It's not even about being married...I just want someone in my life to be my partner in crime. Someone to listen. Someone to understand."
@jnery
Jay Nery
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Big-ass bags
At some point earlier today I say Margaret Atwood retweet something from another user that had some text that caught my eye. I wasn’t so much interested in what it was about so much as the contents of the tweet. It used the phrase “big ass bags” and that made me pause for thought. When used as an adjective, the term big-ass really should be hyphenated so that the ass component of the adjective can’t be mistaken as being part of the noun being described. I mean, with “big ass bags” are we walking about bags are are “big ass,” or “ass bags” that are large? You can’t be sure. If I write it as “big-ass bags” though, there’s no ambiguity.
Grammar moment: over.
About guilt
New Canada, new media
This election is sort of what the polls indicated, no? Just didn’t think it would blow up to the extent that it did. Let’s see: two party leaders turfed, third party rising to opposition status, majority status to a party that was on a leash for the past 5 years, and the first elected Green Party MP? Wow. Who says this stuff isn’t interesting?
Geez, but what made this election night so fascinating is Twitter. Just like during the Vancouver Olympics, for me Twitter just added another dimension to the whole experience. Ideas were bouncing back and forth, and the snark flowed freely. There was a lot of excitement and anticipation. And, since I tend to follow a lot of urbanites with left-wing sensibilities there was a lot of gnashing of teeth. It’s amazing how the communal mind seemed to work.
All said, I’m glad the election is over. It means less sniping at commercial breaks. Still, I’m sort of excited for the next big event, more just to be part of the whole conversation going on on Twitter.
Proof I don’t eat babies’ souls
On occasion people allow me to hold their babies for a picture. I remember the first time in recent years. That was awkward, and it was obvious I was doing it wrong. Since then I’ve improved. In this picture I look sense no fear. I actually look good. Hah! The experience led me to tweet this:
Got to hold a 1 year old today. He didn't start shrieking for his mother right away. See, despite what others say I don't eat babies' souls.
@jnery
Jay Nery
V-Day cookie
I was walking around after work. Over at the corner of Queen and Spadina this really cheerful woman was handing out things from a basket. As I passed she gave me a cookie from that basket while exclaiming “Happy Valentine’s Day! Spread the love!” The cookie was thin and heart-shaped. The heart was dotted with sprinkles and had a little centre of some blue chewy thing. It was in a small plastic baggie and had a quoted line of prose written in Times New Roman on a little slip of paper inside. According to the slip, the line on mine was from The Secret Life of Bees. Anyway, I’m sure I smirked when i got it, but at the very least I gave her thanks. She was just so earnest. I stuffed the cookie in my pocket. Well, one obvious thought crossed my mind.
Yeah, what if the cookie was poisoned? Accepting food from a total stranger? Craziness. Well, hours later, I remembered how earnest and enthusiastic the youthful woman was. And upon looking at the cookie I figured that if there’s something wrong with it I probably wouldn’t be horribly poisoned from it. So…I did the unthinkable: I ate it.
And here I lie, writing about it. My faith in humanity is restored.
Being called an athlete
@jnery everyones version is different. I think if you sweat and are working out then you are an athlete. Congratulations.
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Rick Avery
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