My Ordinary Lunch

Before I went to lunch today, I decided I would write here about what transpired.

Leaving the ATC, I wasn’t sure where I’d eat today.  I chose Captain Subs because I dig their 5 dollar lunch:  A half sub (I got the pizza sub on parmesan), fountain pop and bag of chips for 5 bucks tax included.  Crossing University Avenue, I noticed a guy with a kind of feathered-hair hairstyle, and an arrogance about him.  Very early 1980s New York business guy.  I only mention him because he ended up being in front of me in the Captain Subs lineup.
The guy behind me turned out someone who was planning on contacting me in a couple of weeks about a project that he says is almost ready to roll, and for which he wants my involvement.  It would take quite a commitment from me, in terms of time, so I don’t know yet how I’d manage that, plus my full-time work, plus my Sketch22 preparations and performances, plus my family.  He’s gonna contact me in a couple of weeks to talk about it further.
There were no tomatoes for my sub.  I was a little disappointed, but I’ll manage to get over it.  The sub, despite the lack of tomato, was pretty good.  It had a real nice toasted flavour which I really dug.
Some thoughts I had while eating:
– I realized that I was (not sure if I still am) having an “I am thinner than I am” day.  That is, I was feeling thinner than I actually am.  Somedays I feel like a bloat, and some days I feel better about how I feel, girth-wise.
-I noticed another guy who looked like someone I may have known during my first two years of university.  He looks how imagine that guy would’ve aged.  I highly doubt it was him.  The guy struck me as a guy who would have been an arrogant Hamilton business guy in the 80s and/or an aging dumb hockey player.  He looked very middle-class Canadian, either way.
– I accept the way I look, and understand that I’m not heart-throb material.  Still, sometimes I wish that a woman I think is attractive would give me a second glance.  Even if it was a “hey look, a freak! (or whatever)” second glance, I could interpret it wrongly.  But I’m like boring wallpaper.  Something to look beyond.  I accept that.  Anyway, I was thinking that after I saw, as I was eating my sub, an attractive woman in the lineup to order.  She scanned the room and I could tell I didn’t even cause a blip on her “interest” radar.
-After my sub, and a walk around the Confederation Court Mall (listening all the while to a great selection of random songs on my iPod, by the way), I went to Timothys for a coffee.  Usually, I’m only a one-coffee a day guy, but I find myself slipping into the two-a-day column.  I won’t fight it.  Anyway, I walk in, and there’s a table of young women.  I take them in, of course, and notice one of them (one who was facing me) glance at me with more than a “nice wallpaper” look.  Just barely more, mind you.  But I’ll take it.  Then, after I pass by them, I sense a couple of them who were facing away from me, turn and look in my direction.  I can only assume it was a “hey look at that vaguely familiar guy who may or may not be a freak” kind of scenario, but I’ll take that too.  Just find it interesting that that would happen (when it never happens) during the same lunch hour when I was pining about it never happening.
– I have an Atlantic Lotto ticket for last Wednesday’s draw.  I understand that there was a $100,000 tag won in Charlottetown this past draw.  I am sure it’s not my tag, and I suspect it’s already been claimed, but I purposefully didn’t check it today so that I could wait and check during my usual Monday/Friday lunches with DaveS.  Tomorrow, I find out that I’m a hundred-thousand-aire.  As I said, I know I’m not, but let me dream a bit, ‘kay.
-I find it backwards that there will be a longer winter if the groundhog sees its shadow.  Why wouldn’t a shadow, which implies sunlight, why wouldn’t that mean a shorter winter?  I *so* don’t want to find out the answer.

And that was pretty much the sum of my ordinary lunch today.

The Annekenstein Monster Oscar Pool 2007

Last year, I had 30 people entered into The Annekenstein Monster Oscar Pool.  I think our good friend Matt Rainnie won.

This year, since the blog has dwindled in postings and, most likely, readership, there probably won’t be as many entries.  Still, if you want to enter, please do so.  Click on this link:  The Annekenstein Monster Oscar Pool and make your choices.  Entries will be accepted until the morning of the Friday before Oscar weekend.

The winner, if I can remember, will win two tickets to a Sketch22 performance this summer.  Of course, since I’m going to win, I get to keep the tickets myself.  (If there’s a tie of winners, I’ll make a draw from them to see who gets the tickets)

Once again, here’s the link:  Click here to make your losing picks for The Annekenstein Monster Oscar Pool.

Good luck!

Edit:  If there’s a tie for the most correct picks, the winner will be the person who was earliest with sending their picks in.

Anuzzer Band Reunion

There was a time when I, along with many others, was a big fan of The Police.  My wife (then fiance) was an even bigger fan.  Then, years after they broke up, I found I couldn’t stand listening to Police songs.  Couldn’t get through them. (I’m finding the same situation now with many REM songs, another band that I was once big in to)
Maybe a year or two ago, I reconnected with The Police songs and can happily and enthusiastically enjoy them again (you can all release your breath now, as I’m sure you were holding it awaiting the outcome of my Police affections)

So, the rumours news that The Police were going to reform and tour this summer piqued my interest.  And now the news that they’ll be playing at the Grammys this month (as of tomorrow), I gotta admit I’m kind of excited, kinda like a schoolgirl.  I’d never seen them play live, but have seen numerous clips of them on stage.  With my excitement, though, comes the natural trepidation too.  How will they sound?  Will they be old and safe and pedestrian, or will they try to rock the house?  If they do try to rock the house, will they fail miserably?  I’m hoping they blow the roof off the joint.  Failing that, I hope we at least catch glimpses of the synchronicity (clever, no?) they obviously shared when they performed.  It would be really sad (yet acceptable) to see three egos failing to connect with each other, fakely bopping their way through a medley of hits.  I’m ready for that scenario too.

So, if you were The Police, and you were reuniting, what songs would you play in your, say, six minutes allotted time?  Me, I’d have to go with Every Breath You Take (only because it was so huge).  I’d love to hear Canary In A Coalmine and Walking On The Moon.  I want to hear them as the pop songs they were (and still are) and not slowed-down jazzy interpretations (you hear me, Sting?).  I am ready to hear the lame-ish medley of hits.

Whatever happens, I’m looking forward to watching it all unfold.

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The Cup Three-Quarters Full

I pretty much drink one coffee a day. An extra-large-double-double.  Sometimes I’ll go for a second one.  I buy my coffee at Robin’s Donuts, mostly.  Sometimes at Timothy’s.
The following has happened to me four times so far:  Robins Girl, when filling my cup, empties a pot of coffee. My cup will be, roughly, 3/4 or 4/5 full.  Rather than getting a new pot, she asks me if i want it topped up, or if that’s enough.
I honestly don’t understand the question.  It’s not the extra-large cup that I’m interested in purchasing.  It’s the coffee that goes into it.  I don’t want a “large” amount of coffee in an extra-large cup.  I want an extra-large amount of coffee.

So, yes, I want it topped up.

A New Blogger

What’s this all about, then?

My Peter Pan Complex

Apparently, last night the Smoker’s Helpline television campaign started to air on the local CBC.  It’s the campaign where I portray a 7 foot tall cigarette.
I know it started yesterday because today I received (so far) 4 separate comments from people (3 of them relative strangers) saying they saw it last night.  That’s the power of advertising, right there.

While I do like the ads, like what I do in them, and enjoy the comments, I do have an apprehension about them due to my experiences after a certain series of Peter Pan ads aired almost 2 decades ago.  Even now, I still get the occasional comment from people reminding me that I was in fact the guy in those Peter Pan ads.

Weeeee!!!!

Yesterday, I managed to procure a Nintendo Wii for our home.  My son was wanting one for Christmas, but because of lack of availability we made arrangements to put that off until they were a bit easier to come by.  Even though they’re still rather hard to get, I was fortunate to have Albert at Microplay put one away for me when the next shipment came in.  That was yesterday.

Set it up last night.  Set up is ridiculously easy.  I had been anticipating that first moment when the Wiimote would become active, and had prepared myself to be impressed with the feel of the wireless point and click device.  Well, when I tried it, it was so impressive!  I was like a little fan-boy.  Very cool.
We only have the bundled Wii-Sports game, but played that for about 4 hours last night.  While the game-play is somewhat limited, it easily contains enough fun and skill-requirement to be a blast.  Through the Sports game, you get a really good idea of the vast potential for this new way to play video games.
I’m looking forward to getting the Madden for Wii game (I hear it’s pretty good), and, if the rather simple (but fun) golf game on Wii-Sports is any indication, the Tiger Woods game for Wii should be rock on solid.

Can’t wait to get home from work and play some more.  Also looking forward to the day when we get a wireless router for our internet connection and get to sample the online component of the Wii too.

Snow Squalls, Weather Bombs and Thunder Farts

I can only assume that weather forecasting is so boring that meteorologists are forced to come up with new exciting terminology for weather events that we’ve already experienced.
I know what a “weather bomb” likely is, but seriously, what the hell are they doing using a phrase like “weather bomb”?

Yeah, I made up Thunder Farts.  What new weather terminology can you come up with?

Sketch22 Season 4 – 154 or 161 Days away!!!

Not exactly sure when Season 4 of Sketch22 will begin.  Maybe we should start the last Thurs/Fri of June this year, rather than our traditional first Thursday of July?

Either way, I just started writing my very first sketch for the new season.  It’s a video concept and hopefully will make it into the show.  Graham would play an impoverished street urchin child named Umbazzo Unwollyo.  That’s all I’m gonna say on that.

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PEI Revue

Hey, the PEI Revue hits the stage this Thursday, Friday and Saturday (Jan.18-20) at the Carrefour Theatre at 8pm each night.
Tickets are $22.00 tax included.  Well worth the money.

If you like to laugh, and like to see/hear jokes/sketches about this province called Prince Edward Island, you should check it out.  Sketch comedy, songs and Lorne Elliot stand-up.  A great way to spend a night in the dead of winter.

Website:  www.peirevue.com