As I sit here trying valiantly to postpone the inevitable doing of the dishes, I feel mildly guilty and decide to be constructive and post an update.

Things have been cold here in Alberta's heartland. Fucking cold. Car-won't-start-at 3PM cold. Remind me again what I am doing here? The other night Teri had to come and jump me (which sounds really good in principle) and then my mom jumped me the next afternoon (which sounds like an Oedipal complex in the making or the result of too much inbreeding). I have started plugging the car in whenever it is parked and that has helped so far. I miss the balmy days of 20 below in Ontario. Ah well, good with the bad and all that.

Speaking of Ontario, I have given the address of this thing to some friends and it has been discovered by others so a big shout-out to Andrew, Chris, AJ, Pat, et al who have crossed this frozen tundra of a blog recently (sorry, the cold really is in my head now) I miss and love you all.

Here's a recent pic of me for your giggles



How about one of my dad for comparison?



The shag carpet on his lap is actually his dog Sharla whom he loves and spoils far worse than he ever did me. Not that I'm bitter. OOOH NOOO, not me!

I kid. I love the old guy and get along with him now far better than when I was younger. Amazing what time can do for the heart.

I'm off to watch Fantastic 4 and drool over Jessica Alba. (Hmmm, maybe I can get Teri a blue spandex jumpsuit for Christmas). What, did you think I would do the dishes?

Peace & Love
Faron