from the "a plan" dept.

The computer is still down. However I have a plan.

During this time of no cashola coming in, I've decided that being somewhere cheap is the key.

Stand by for details!

Cheers!

from the "still dead" dept.

The MacBook continues to be dead and my only link with the internets is through my iPod Touch.

If you're curious as to what I'm up to, check out Facebook or, failing that, email!

Cheers!

from the "busted mac" dept.

My MacBook is dead. My only connection to the net is through my iPod.
So expect fewer, shorter posts.

UPDATE: it's still fried!

from the "altered states" dept.

Trying to predicting the results of this week's upcoming vice-presidential debate is tough.

On the surface, I'd say Biden will wipe the floor with the history-revising baby machine known as Palin. And he should. He has experience. She has none. He can think. She has no brain. Simple right?

Maybe not. Remember, this is the alternate universe of American politics, where up is down, good is bad and being a war hero with three purple heats makes you a traitor.

I'd give nearly even odds that Sarah will stumble her way through the debate like a drunkard in a crowed bar -- bumping into people, spilling drinks and attracting looks of bemusement/disillusionment.

And the next morning the so-called Liberal media will shellac Joe for being too tough. Too mean. He'll be lambasted for treating the self-described pit-bull/hockey mom as a political candidate rather than a delicate rose.

And he'll be villified.
And Obama will lose the election.
And it will be the end of the world as we know it.

Truly, there is no hope for planet Earth if Grandpa Simpson and Maude Flanders become the next leaders of Americaland.

But maybe my worry is simply because I'm thinking like a Democrat and I can't believe 8 years of the WORST ADMINISTRATION EVER is actually drawing to a close.

Maybe I'm afraid I'll wake up and find the possibility of change was nothing more than a dream.

I sure hope not.

from the "hello darkness, my old fiend" dept.

I'm back in crazy-driving, lululemon-wearing, sushi-eating Vancouver. I've been away since late August and the skyline appears to have changed yet again. Where do all those towers come from?

As I have no job, no home (save a couch in Deep Cove) and no clue as to what I'll be doing next ( Wanderism aside), I wonder if shuffling off elsewhere might be a more fiscally responsible move.

Why spend Canadian Dollars when you can spend Guatemalan Quetzals (and less of them)?

Yet another decision that has turned into an entry on a growing list of things to do. And a list I need to start working on.

Up first: post to roadspill.

Check.

Cheers!

Doug

from the "damn you Jared! damn you to hell!" dept.

For your Sunday morning entertainment I present a darn fine parody of Keith Olbermann. Specifically a take on Olbermann's Special Comments and his (not always) feigned outrage.

If you've never seen Keith in action, here's a SAMPLE.

And here's the parody:



[H/T: REW]

from the "perogies and cabbage rolls" dept.

I landed in Winnipeg last night after a far-too-long journey from Halifax. Long layovers. Long flights. And the inhumanity of coach.

I was welcomed by warm Prairie air, a helpful car rental agent and cross-town drive past closed fast food restaurants. I was hungry, but at 11:30 on a Thursday night, no one was serving -- save the Golden Arches. Yick.

Summer is still here and the locals are taking full advantage by displaying lots of skin. This, no doubt, in preparation for the reality of winter that is likely just a few weekends away.

My agenda here is full. Work. Visiting people. Stopping by old haunts like the Wawel Meat Market, Alicia's, Jeannie's, VJ's, et al. Hello cholesterol, my old friend!

More to come. Pictures too, of course!

Cheers!

from the "iPod touch myself" dept.

The words will be few as I am writing this on my ipod touch. Tap. Tap. Tap.

I'm currently killing time in the Halifax Airport Tim Horton's. Fun!!

There's still 2 hours to go until my flight. And I have a 5 hour layover in Montreal... But I have access to the Air Canada lounge. Too bad I can't drink as I have to drive in Winnipeg. Whatever...

It doesn't get any more exciting than that.

UPDATE: After an uneventful flight from Halifax to Montreal (in swishy biz class), I am now killing time in yet another airport. Only four more hours to go. Hello three episodes of Weeds and the final episode of Generation Kill.

Cheers! Santé!

from the "it's alive" dept.

After much work, Wanderism is now online.

What is it?

Why, it's a travel website for people who actually travel.

Have a gander and feel free to comment. Click aqui/here!

Cheers!

Midtown Tavern

The Midtown Tavern's days are numbered... so Tuesday, a group of us will visit the Halifax landmark for what will likely be my last time. Sniff!