Here it goes...

Name three names you go by:
1) Sick (or educated or crazy...) fuck
2) 8Track/H Track (the 'k' is optional)
3) nothing to see here.
Name three screen names you've had
1) Evil Genius
2) various quotes from songs
3) badger badger badger badger (mushroom! mushroom!)
Name three things you like about yourself
1) My wit and charm
2) My awesome taste in music
3) I'm dainty
Name three things you don't like about yourself
1) I am Procrastinate-o-tron (3000...the newest model)
2) I become enraged with people who use double negatives. I don't think that's normal.
3) I don't look my age.
Name three parts of your heritage
1) haggis
2) bagpipes
3) How about them peacekeepers, eh?
Name three things that scare you
1) monsters
2) small children
3) losing my friends to marriage
Name three of your everyday essentials
1) chocolate
2) music
3) Konrad, my guitar
Name three things you are wearing right now
1) socks
2) shoes
3) toque
I expected to get arrested momentarily. I'm in the computer lab in TB if you'd like to witness a scene.
Name three of your favourite bands or artists
1) Our Lady Peace
2) The Distillers
3) Oui oui oui Le Clash
Name three of your favorite songs at this moment:
1) Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams
2) The Clash - Lost in the Supermarket
3) The Distillers - City of Angels
Name three new things you want to do in the next 12 months
1) George Stroumboulopoulos
2) Become a punk rock goddess
3) Go to Cortona
Name three things you want in a relationship
1) another person
2) COMMUNICATION
3) humour
Name two truths and one lie
1) I like pancakes
2) I dance whenever I am given the opportunity (Molly and I = Dance team machine)
3) I am Robert Duvall's biggest fan
Name three things about the opposite sex that attract you
1) tattoos and/or facial piercings
2) openmindedness
3) intelligence and the ability to avoid simple grammatical errors in speech and written work.
Name three things you just can't do:
1) oppose gay marriage
2) like the majority of rap music
3) turn green
Name three of your hobbies:
1) dancing
2) playing my guitar
3) writing stuff
Name three things that you want really badly right now
1) big shiny A's all across the board
2) Arby's
3) summertime
Name three careers you're considering
1) police officer
2) "musician"
3) professional napper
Name three places you want to go on vacation to
1) Fiji
2) Halifax
3) Vegas
Name three potential kids' names
1) no thank you
Name three things you want to do before you die
1) Happiness...but sadly it is not a fish that you can catch.
2) cure cancer
3) be involved in the destruction of R. Klein

Duvall's = devalues

openmindedness = evenhandedness

She had much wisdom. So did my teeth, but all good things must come to an end.

Lois Hole passed away last week. It's weird. I can't recall if I ever actually met her. I know she spent a lot of time hanging around her greenhouse before she became Lt. Gov. My mother has many fond memories of her when she came around to the schools and such. A nice lady. A real gem.

I had my wisdom teeth removed last Wednesday. After I stopped vomiting everything (this brings us now to Saturday), I'm feeling all right, except my mouth hurts. I wouldn't wish that nausea on anyone (except Robert Duvall...but as Storyman from "Once Upon a Hamster" would say, "That's another story").

J.Mo's blog is a zombie blog. It lives, but he explains that it is a talking corpse (zombie).

I enjoy friendly crust - aceans.

Gingrich 1995?-Jan 1, 2005

It was October 26, 1995. I went to the pet store that day with my mother to pick out a newt. It was my 11th birthday present. I had received an aquarium the previous day (my birthday), and I was excited beyond belief. I selected a small newt from the newt aquarium in the store (Paradise Pets). We brought the nameless newt home and my father and/or brother suggested I name the newt Gingrich. At eleven, I had no idea who Newt Gingrich was, but that name was as good as any. She became 'Gingy' very quickly.

Over the 9 years, 2 months and six days that she lived with us, Gingy did not grow at all, which is why i put a question mark by her birth year. She could have been five for all we knew. She would sit on her rock looking regal as she basked under the glow of the lamp. I was told that newts are expected to shed their skin twice per year. I think Gingy shed her skin maybe 3 times since coming to live with us. Like every other pet we've ever had, Gingy was slightly defective. She always had a hard time finding her food. At times I'd get so frustrated, I'd just end up putting the pellet in her mouth as soon as she opened it.

A few months ago, Gingy developed a mighty bulge on her neck. It didn't seem to bother her at all, so I started calling it the neck tumour and didn't really do anything about it. A month or so later, she started bulging all over. As I recently learned, she was developing something called "newt bloat". When she started bulging all over, I went to the pet store to see what I could do. They suggested a bubbler, so I diligently set it up for her. It did no good. She looked disgusting, but she was still acting like her normal self. Then, two weeks ago, she was so bloated that she couldn't ever open her mouth to eat. I started panicking and I was afraid that we ere going to have to find some humane way of putting her to sleep. Better than starving to death. But that was not necessary. I came home from my Grandma's house on New Year's day, and she had passed away in the corner. So Gingrich, you were a good newt. You will be missed.

Newts don't have tentacles!