A Bachelors Blog

So! You've gotten yourself a first date! Let me start by offering my congratulations and seconding that with a simple mantra... Breathe.   No matter how this has come to pass, either through a blind date, a friend/family/co-worker setting you up, or your active and diligent vetting of potential candidates from a dating site...    Oh Plenty Of Harmony, you're a life (and relationship) saver You are now involved. Everyone knows that the first impression is always the lasting and generally the most important one so of course there will be a slight bit of pressure, possibly a little nervous butterfly fluttering in your stomach?   I'm so nervous that I just gnawed off my fingers. This is like a bad Saw movie! Well, gentle reader, I am here to help! As a weatherer of many a first date storm, I have picked up on a few handy pointers and ideas to help make the experience a more enjoyable one.   Ultimately that first date will be dictated by how you presen...

  Whenever I think about pain, I always think about that robaxacet commercial. You know the one, with the Marionette getting jabbed with the pins? "I ain't no voodoo doll, asshole, cut it out!"   I always felt vaguely sorry for this little guy. Good marketing? I suppose so if I'm plugging their product on my blog right now. Sneaky ad execs... They know their business! "Well played, you cunning bastids. Well played."   I'm certain that advertising is how the world is truly being controlled by a nefarious and exceptionally evil bad ass! "I own this game. It's still awesome after a decade. Shut up.  Don't judge me." Also note the marionette allusion. Yeah, I'm pretty pimp like that.     I digress yet again.  Pain. We notice it as we are getting a little bit older. As a kid and a younger man I used to define pain by colour; a gash on my arm was a reddish yellow fire. Nausea was always a pea soup green. Dull aches and older injuries are ...

"...the words they use so lightly I only feel for you..." http://youtu.be/LIc6OIPZMHg

I will start this blog with an apology. I'm nearing exhaustion so my stream of consciousness is more like a trickle right now... Or numerous rivulets spider webbing in all sorts of directions.    Fancy words for 'I'm probably going to babble'   I decided to take the new Daft Punk album for a spin while I write and the eclectic music is a lot less dance funk and a lot heavier in an almost seventies-esque disco funk. Not unpleasant but I think it's mood music. As in I'm not sure I'm in the mood for this right now.    Random access memories, if you're interested in listening, dear reader.   Now for a fun story - So there I am, sitting in the pub with my brother, having a beer and sorting out the details of our upcoming hockey season when our third member comes striding right into the bar, making a bee line right for us and unceremoniously dumps THIS into my arms! (ZOMG WHAT DO I DO?????)   Step one. DO NOT DROP!! This is Stephen, my friends 3 month o...

   I'm fairly certain I would get no bloggy type writing done at all if it weren't for this mobile app. Writing from the comfort of home has perks like ease of access for online additions to the post, no battery concerns, as well as loungability.    I made that word up. It's real now. I'm a wordsmith, I do that shit.   I'm at the lake writing this, and as I'm writing, a spider just trotted past me. In front of my very eyes.  On this bed. That I'm sleeping in tonight.  Was. WAS sleeping in. I think(?) I killed it.  Hard to tell with the bed sheets being the colour they are and all.   Well...Shit.  Ok, forging ahead... It's the lake, we're roughing it out here. For example, we watched a 1080p movie on a 720i TV!!  The resolutions!!! It's all wrong, man!  #civilizedproblems   I'm listening to the relentless waves crashing away on the beach just outside the window and as cool as the afternoon became, the water was wa...