Three things I like about Canada’s Parliament

May 7th, 2009

I’m in Ottawa on business and took advantage of a couple of free hours to wander the capital. Three things that brought me joy:
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April 6th, 2009

The boys down on the corner are the scandal of our quiet suburban neighbourhood. They are renters, an ever-changing troupe of twenty-somethings with not much in the way of jobs and a lot of free time to party. Which they do, heroically. When they wanted to crush their empty beer cans one weekend they decided the quickest technique was to make a vast heap in the driveway and back over it with a jeep. Truly epic.

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The mountain of salt

November 24th, 2008

When you’re an adult and they pile an enormous heap of road salt in the parking lot behind the hockey rink, you sigh and glumly contemplate the coming winter.

When you’re five and they pile an enormous heap of road salt in the parking lot behind the hockey rink, you spend a happy hour playing on it

Whose dumb idea was this adulthood thing anyway?

(pardon the crappy cell phone picture)

Weaselettes mountain

Weaselette's mountain

Saturday cycling

November 23rd, 2008

The weather here in northern Utah has been just ludicrously lovely for the month of November. For each of the last four weekends I have gone on ‘one last ride before the weather closes in’. So on Saturday, still flushed with the delight of Weasel Jr’s hockey game and with the sun shining bright and clear I couldn’t help but set out for, well, for one more. The last one before the weather closes in, for sure.

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Saturday hockey

November 23rd, 2008

Weasel Jr’s hockey team, the Nanooks, faced the Knights this Saturday. The Knights managed to show up without their goalie, and according to coach’s pre-game talk, they have yet to win a game this season. The Nanooks, on the other hand, are undefeated. Coach didn’t quite say, “go easy on the poor saps” but he certainly implied it. Lots of talk about making sure the kids passed, no hotdogging, no penalties. So the lovely Mrs. Weasel and I were expecting a snoozer of a game as we settled into the bleachers.

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Hockey report

October 11th, 2008

Today was Weasel Jr’s first hockey game of the season. The county league he plays in assigns kids to teams in an allegedly random manner [1] in order to keep the teams competitive. Weasel Jr’s team, the curiously named Nanooks, has only two kids we’ve ever encountered before in five years playing at the same rink and a new-to-us coach to boot. The odds of such a collection of unknowns occurring randomly seems slim and I’ve been assuming that the ‘Nooks are the rejects and castoffs of the Salt Lake County pee-wee hockey talent pool. So it was with some trepidation [2] that we arose at the unholy hour of 7:30 to bundle the sleepy kids in the car and drive to the rink. I expected my son to be peppered with shots by a vastly superior opposing team and wasn’t looking forward to the experience.
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Children of Bodom

September 28th, 2008

Children of Bodom came through Salt Lake City last week. Oddly enough Finnish extreme metal bands are a rare treat in this part of the world and I was thrilled at the chance to see them.

Weasel Jr. is somewhat a fan of the band as well; he’d probably pick Arch Enemy over CoB, but that’s because as a good Catholic boy he finds Raveous delightfully sacrelicious. But beggars can’t be choosers and when I offered him the chance to go to the show he accepted immediately, though with less enthusiasm than I expected from a 12 year old boy offered the chance to partake in a slice of big-boy fun. He had, after all, never been to a live show before.

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commuting… to the death

September 16th, 2008

I try not to race on my 8-mile commute, especially in the morning. I don’t want to arrive at work all sweaty and panting, and besides, it’s morning. There’s no oxygen in the morning. I just want a nice easy roll into work.

But my commute takes me along a very popular cycling route. There’s a lot of bike traffic going in the same direction and sometimes things just happen.

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September 11th, 2008

Last year was the first time I finished the full Lotoja distance and I nearly turned myself inside out with stress. I remember only snatches of the twelve painful hours I spent on the bike that day and few of those are good. I made it, but only on sheer bloodymindedness and sinew. Fun it most emphatically was not. So naturally I signed up for it again this year, as one does.

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The fish story (not safe for vegetarians)

August 20th, 2008

The lovely weaselette caught her first fish this weekend. It was, as you might imagine, a moment of quite some excitement. The poor wee timorous beastie was a tiny rainbow trout, perhaps six inches. The lovely weaselette, bless her, was born without a squeamish bone, and so the moment the poor thing was reeled in she picked it up barehanded all slimy and flopping and danced delighted about the rocky shore shrieking and giggling with joy.

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