Another Top 5 List

My Top 5 Favourite Magazines

1. Maxim
2. Entertainment Weekly
3. MaximumPC
4. that home decorating one
5. Victoria's Secret - not a magazine, but who cares.
   

True Heroes

Today I was off-site teaching at one of the local hospitals. I got there at 7am and didn't go out to my car again until lunchtime. When I opened the door to my car I noticed that the switch for my headlights was on. I tried starting the engine but alas, my battery was already dead. FUCK! I didn't have time to do anything about it at the time so I finished off my day and at 4:30 I came out again and tried to figure out how I would start my car. I asked a couple of people around the parking lot if they had jumper cables but no one did. Brian suggested I go ask security if they had some cables so I went inside and asked the woman at the admitting desk if she could call security for me to see if they had some. The woman says to me, "I don't know if they do, but I know I do." Great! "Here are my keys. Its a red and grey van and the cables are in the back." What the fuck? You're just going to give me, a complete stranger the keys to your car so I can borrow your jumper cables? Well I took her up on her offer, got my car started and went back in to return her keys. "Can I buy you a coffee or something to say thanks?" I know a coffee isn't much, but at the time it was the best I could offer. "No, just the fact that you offered that is thanks enough." It's so nice to meet people that are so helpful and trusting nowadays. I never would have done what she did but now I'm thinking I should be more helpful to my fellow man (or woman). Thank you lady-from-the-admitting-desk!

Friends from Work

You know your friends at work? The ones you actually like to work with (not that you don't like working with the other ones, but the ones that you would hang out with outside of work)? Last week the 2 people that I work with most (and I see outside of work too) were both off and everyone else was out of the office doing... whatever they do and I ended up being the office with the boss and a couple of other people that I don't really talk to that much. I mean, I like everyone I work with, but well, you know... Anyway, it was a good thing I was really busy last week because there was no one there to goof off with. No one to take long lunches with and no one to sneak off with to go to Starbucks. Maybe I'm just a snobby bastard.

Why?

You know when you're driving and you can't find the place you're going and you drive a little slower so you can see the house numbers? Why do you turn the volume on your radio down? Can you see better without the loud music? Is the music too distracting? Like, wtf?

The Essence of the Trip

I think Rodney is able to fully embrace the whole trip in this one picture.

What Happens on the Boat...

Okay, a lot of people have asked me how the weekend was. Randy has a good summary on his site so check it out. Without getting into too much detail, I'll make a top 5 list.

Top Five Best Parts of Rodney's Stag:
5. surprisingly being able to consume copious amounts of alcohol without puking
4. two words: Sea-Do (Nick is a fucking genius)
3. all you can eat gourmet buffet every meal (thanks VJ!)
2. & 1. beach party with 8 boatloads of really fun people.

Seriously, it was 240 beers and 4 large bottles of hard liquor. Who the fuck thought we'd run out halfway through the party? Maybe it was the caesar's for breakfast...

Weekend on the Shuswap

This weekend all the guys went out on a houseboat on Shuswap Lake (up by Salmon Arm - check a damn map if you still don't know). How did it go, you ask? What did we do, you're wondering? What happened, you're curious to know? None of your damn business.

The Dog

This weekend we have Shaughn. He's a good dog, but my place just isn't big enough for a dog his size. This morning I brought him outside in the backyard and he barely had enough room to move. If you've ever seen my backyard, its about the size of one side of a badminton court. Maybe not even that big. Usually I take him out for a walk but it was early and I was still sleepy. Now, if you've never heard of Shaughn, here's his story. He's made a pretty good recovery, but he still can't walk up or down stairs by himself, he walks all crooked like he's drunk, his balance isn't the best he stumbles a lot when he walks on uneven ground, and he gets tired pretty quick. I find it kind of sad when I see him falling over and stumbling because dogs are like people - they deserve a good quality of life. Seeing him trip over his own feet is like watching an elderly person struggle with a walker or a cane. I'm sure he gets frustrated when he can't lift his leg to pee because then he'll lose his balance and fall over. I'm sure he gets scared staring up or down the stairs knowing that he can't coordinate his feet well enough or that his legs aren't strong enough to take him past 1 or 2 of them at the most (we have to help him with a towel as a sling, or just carry him). Poor Shaughn. After all this though, he's still a great dog.