More info on Office Ergonomics- I believe it's from 1999, just check out that old school computer monitor they use in the figs! Old. School.
For more info on Bunny Farm you will have to wait.


Today, I had Jellyfish at lunch. Seriously. They were not made of sugar or jelly, it was indeed real, honest to goodness Jelly Fish.
I hate to say it but I am so bored of cupcakes. They are everywhere in all sorts of bad concoctions with too much cheap icing- I'm just done. Over it, I can eat no more (that is a bit of an exaggeration but I'm allowed, it's my blog). Instead, as of the end of January ( I know, I am a bit late in reporting this- shame on me!) Yann Haute Patisserie has stolen my fickle heart and enchanted me with these delicious Parisian macaroons. Just look at the suculent little creatures, don't they look divine?!?!
It's hard to say what is right as apposed to saying what you want. There is a freedom involved with speaking the truth, unknown recklessness that can come instead if the tightly wound restraint of lies or denial. It's difficult not to be in control. Daily though , I am reminded of the lesson I learnt about being honest all those years ago. I try to keep that at my side to keep me honest and my intention true. Crack away at the sugar coating and expose what really is, though bitter it can be a much better pill to swallow. Sometimes the hardest person to be honest with is ourselves.
That was a rap or at least it was last night. As mentioned before, I went to the Trans Canada Music Fest to see the "PopRocks" series of the event. I wasn't surprised that I was delighted by all the delicious and diverse melodies produced by local Alberta talent. Some of it was stuff I had heard before (maybe later I will tell you about how I stalk Mark Hamilton from Woodpigeon- okay not really, but close) and other stuff I wasn't even excepting.If you ever get a chance to see "The Joe" live, do it. He puts on an awesome live show and even for someone who doesn't dig rap at all, it works for me. He's great.
Tonight I'm going to the "Poprocks" increment of TransCanada Alberta Music Festival. I'm pretty excited because it should be a good show with bands like Woodpigeon, Savk and The Joe.
Necco Wafers- the first time I ever heard of them was 10 years ago in a Martha Stewart Living Christmas special. She was creating an elaborate Victorian era Gingerbread House and roofed the place with Necco Wafers. Fast forward to last Friday when our front reception got new candy, one of them being... Necco Wafers. Individually wrapped 2 inch cylinders, each holding about 10 wafer disks. I didn't except much when I popped the first one into my mouth, believing it to be a lot like those little powdery candies called Rockets- pastel fruity flavours- nothing much to write home about. I was actually somewhat surprised when I popped the first ones into my mouth. Much to the same texture as their big candy sister, Conversation Hearts they were sweet and powdery with a more identifiable fruity flavor. Lemon (yellow), orange (orange), cinnamon (white), wintergreen (pink), licorice (black), chocolate (brown) and clove (purple). Yes, purple isn't purple flavored- it's clove. That one totally threw me off and honestly, made me throw up a bit in my mouth. Ew (figuratively speaking but you get my drift). The rest though, the rest were delicious- I am hooked. Never in a million years would I think that they little confectionery sugar disks would become a favorite of mine. I mean, they are not covered in chocolate and they are not chewy- who would have though!
I love this picture of the new born baby elephant that arrived at the Sydney, Australia zoo. It was a long labour for the mother but after 6 days the little guy popped out- you can see the joy displayed in the Mama Elephants face here! Nothing says "that was hard work" like throwing some hay on your back.
I've been eyeing up this place for the last few years as a place to tuck myself away for a week or so and rejuvenate. It's called Esperanza and is part of a the Auberge Resort family, all of their properties are just divine. Esperanza is located in Cabo right along the shore of the Sea of Cortes. How lovely would that be? Can't you just see yourself swaying softly, breathing in the sea air and listening to the surf crash against the shore while you enjoy a drink and a book in a hammock tucked away somewhere private.
Once upon a time there was a pizza place in Calgary called The Wicked Wedge Pizza. It was located along 17th ave on the cusp of the collar of where things go from "trendy" to "scummy". It was self claimed as "artisan pizza by the slice" but honestly, the stuff made my tummy turn. Sure, it had wholesome ingredients on whole wheat crust but there was just something about it that left a bad taste in my mouth. I really wanted to like it, really, I did.. but it never happened for us.
On Saturday I went with my friend Rheann to the Riverstone Pub in NW Calgary to see this "one man bad" as a potential entertainer for her wedding. In my head I was expecting a man with cymbals between his legs, harmonica strapped to his neck, drums on his back, a horn on his foot and 3 guitars hooked up to his front. Entertaining, YES but would you really want your first dance as Man and Wife to be to a song performed by Dan-the-One-Man-Band? Rheann has good taste and so I knew there had to be a catch and there was- this guy what we saw.... he was good. He was just a man with a piano and 2 back up singers. Not really a one man band but truly a lot of fun and talented beyond belief. Most of the night he took requests from people in the pub, there wasn't a song he didn't know (though there were songs that he didn't really want to sing IE: Rick Ashley or whatever the heck that guys name was).

I'm not sure what it is like in the rest of the world, the rest of the country or the rest of this province but people are so poorly educated about sex it is really scary. I'm not talking about positions, situations or the best way to do anything, what I'm talking about is sex and your health.etc...
So do us all a favor, be honest. Get tested. Talk to your partner. Use a condom. Have fun.
The End.
Post inspired by news article relating to outbreak in Syphilis
I once dated a guy who said to me "There are poo talkers and then there are non-poo talkers..." I don't remember what else he said with that because I remember being flabbergasted by the honestly of that statement. It's true though, if you think about it, there are people who are open and honest about talking about the functions of their lower intestine and others that aren't.