New Promo Tracks
December 27th, 2006 Rachel
New music to check out, this week from:
-The Morning After Girls
-The Wrens
-Uncut
As always, thank you Promonet…
Five Things You Don’t Know About Me
December 27th, 2006 RachelMy turn, tagged by Rachel (fancy that?).
1. I can “sing” (I’m using that term very loosely) the 50 United States of America alphabetically…possibly the only thing retained from the 4th grade (cursive did not stick, sadly).
2. My first “real” kiss was by the River Thames. I married him six years later (almost to the day).
3. I decided to fast track through high school at the last minute…i.e. in the middle of October I dropped two of my five classes, and picked up three new ones. That final year also happened to be the first year I worked, was in a long term relationship, and held the highest grade point average of my pre-university academic years. Go figure.
4. I have a terrible memory for numbers (phone numbers, addresses, postal codes, you name it) and album track listings (I don’t even think I could correctly rhyme off one of them).
5. The song She Drives Me Crazy still reminds me of car rides with my dad when I was just a young’un…
Next! I tag: Adam, Slava, Jenny, Wendell, and Dave.
(photo by Peter Morgan from Beijing, China)
Neighbourly Neighbours: Part II
December 27th, 2006 RachelI could keep this post really short and just sum up my thoughts with our neighbors are judgmental scum and I’m gullible and in too much of a hurry.
But where’s the fun in that?
Suffice to say, what I perceived as “oooh’ing and aaaah’ing at Harley’s wiggly nature” was actually them thinking “Wow, that dog is crazy hyper.”
This train of thought led to, “These people don’t know what they’re doing. Let us help them. They need a book…yes, a book. A book about dog behaviour. With a section on crazy, hyperactive, unhappy dogs. Aw, shucks - that section is toward the back…we should bookmark it with a paperclip so they don’t miss it. Make sure it’s a red and white candycane stripped paperclip! There. Now that ought to do it. Happy Holidays!”
For anyone who knows “little dogs”, they tend to have lots of energy. So much so, that on a continuum of little dog energy, I’d say Harley falls more in the half asleep category than the head-is-going-to-explode-with-energy end. We had just come home, the pup was anxious to get outside, and his exuberance usually lasts for about 20 minutes, depending on how many people are around. He wiggles, he plays hard to get ’catch me’ games (Thanks, Tadpole!), and he likes to think that he’s bigger and more impressive than he actually is (again…little dog, people) but he’s also barely over a year old and petite.
It disappoints me that what seemed like a generous, thoughtful gift turned into preachy judgement (I really can’t think of a better word to describe it than that). I’ve been around dogs, cats, horses, you name it, my entire life. I’ve known happy, sad, energetic, and sorely depressed animals. Harley may be quirky, but it seems unfair to label him a headcase after one (ONE!!) encounter.
So now…I’m unimpressed and looking forward to ignoring my new neighbors (sigh…life in a large apartment building goes on…).
