It's time for another WSOGMM post.
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First of all, a HUGE congrats to Weak_Player and TransFish on their new addition to the family.
Too. Cute. For. Words!
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Thirty-two years ago when I was in Grade 8, my class went on a school trip to the Toronto Zoo. My mum, who was a stay-at-home kind of mum and so was always on call when the school needed "volunteers", "volunteered" to be a chaperone.
I remember it to be a very fun time, hanging out with my friends, seeing the animals, and just generally being a kinda goofy eighth grader. My mum remembered it as "an exercise in herding cats, but fun nonetheless". I still have a picture taken near the polar bear enclosure, of me and a group of 10 girls hamming it up for the camera. In the photo, my mum is standing to the right with a tight smile and a look in the eyes that says "I need a stiff drink".
I bring this up because, last week for our last-day-of-school trip, I chaperoned the grade eights to the Toronto Zoo. It was a bit wrangy and exhausting, but fun overall. I was looking through the pictures on my camera, when I saw a shot taken by another teacher near the polar bear enclosure. It was a group shot of the eighth graders hamming it up. In the photo, I'm standing off to the right with a tight smile and a look in the eyes that says "I need a stiff drink".
Mr. Polar Bear says payback's a bitch. Even thirty years later.
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Last weekend, Hunny Bunny and I gathered out camping gear, loaded the bikes, and headed up to a provincial campground near Sauble Beach for an overnight getaway. We hiked, talked, cooked hot dogs over a campfire, and saw some pretty cool plants and animals, including a young Massassauga Rattlesnake who was not happy about us being so close.
However, we were too busy experiencing it to take pictures of anything. The only picture I took all weekend was this picture. I was sitting on the curb waiting for Hunny Bunny, looking at my very sexy bike, when it occurred to me that the multiple reflections in the chrome made for a very arty shot; so out came the camera.
Here you see me in my leather chaps and my Joe Rocket mesh jacket. The yellow was not my idea; it was the only colour left on sale in my size. I've tried to convince myself that it's very visible and therefore safer, that it's ok, that it's not that bad. But secretly I really dislike it, all sunny and cheery and perky.
So not me.
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Don't forget about the Friday Night Blogger Donkament tomorrow night on Full Tilt, 9 pm EST, password is donkarama. It's been called the best therapy in poker, and is hella fun. Hopefully the Buddy Dank Radio Show will be broadcasting for that extra Friday night silliness.
****
First of all, a HUGE congrats to Weak_Player and TransFish on their new addition to the family.
Too. Cute. For. Words!
****
Thirty-two years ago when I was in Grade 8, my class went on a school trip to the Toronto Zoo. My mum, who was a stay-at-home kind of mum and so was always on call when the school needed "volunteers", "volunteered" to be a chaperone.
I remember it to be a very fun time, hanging out with my friends, seeing the animals, and just generally being a kinda goofy eighth grader. My mum remembered it as "an exercise in herding cats, but fun nonetheless". I still have a picture taken near the polar bear enclosure, of me and a group of 10 girls hamming it up for the camera. In the photo, my mum is standing to the right with a tight smile and a look in the eyes that says "I need a stiff drink".
I bring this up because, last week for our last-day-of-school trip, I chaperoned the grade eights to the Toronto Zoo. It was a bit wrangy and exhausting, but fun overall. I was looking through the pictures on my camera, when I saw a shot taken by another teacher near the polar bear enclosure. It was a group shot of the eighth graders hamming it up. In the photo, I'm standing off to the right with a tight smile and a look in the eyes that says "I need a stiff drink".
Mr. Polar Bear says payback's a bitch. Even thirty years later.
****
Last weekend, Hunny Bunny and I gathered out camping gear, loaded the bikes, and headed up to a provincial campground near Sauble Beach for an overnight getaway. We hiked, talked, cooked hot dogs over a campfire, and saw some pretty cool plants and animals, including a young Massassauga Rattlesnake who was not happy about us being so close.
However, we were too busy experiencing it to take pictures of anything. The only picture I took all weekend was this picture. I was sitting on the curb waiting for Hunny Bunny, looking at my very sexy bike, when it occurred to me that the multiple reflections in the chrome made for a very arty shot; so out came the camera.
Here you see me in my leather chaps and my Joe Rocket mesh jacket. The yellow was not my idea; it was the only colour left on sale in my size. I've tried to convince myself that it's very visible and therefore safer, that it's ok, that it's not that bad. But secretly I really dislike it, all sunny and cheery and perky.
So not me.
****
Don't forget about the Friday Night Blogger Donkament tomorrow night on Full Tilt, 9 pm EST, password is donkarama. It's been called the best therapy in poker, and is hella fun. Hopefully the Buddy Dank Radio Show will be broadcasting for that extra Friday night silliness.
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