It’s gonna be a fun week eh! Here are Casie, Sabrina and I off to the Ted Rogers School this morning.
Then Casie and I got Happy Meals and went home via… the TTC what is that?? That’s my answer if anyone ever asks me; I drive _everywhere_.
I gotta run here… I’m a guest debater at the WikiBrands event tonight, and Sean Moffitt … congratulations on your BOOK dude, amazing. Seems like just yesterday I took you to infiltrate the old power generator station, ha. Proud of you.
It’s a special place, and I’ve only ever had a good time. Kay a really good kinda hazy time.
The people are non-judgy fun and the place just let’s you be you… and if you wanna get into some horseplay by the pinball machine after a game of pool, they’re like, unaffected. And if a old friend appears, who just got a big promotion you’d been cheering on, the Fish doesn’t care when you get rowdy because you’re so excited.
You’ll end up with only two grainy photos because you’re too busy having fun to take any, and know how I know it’s a good place? I left my purse unattended on the table, something I never do.
It’s a terrific spot… so if you go, don’t be a douche.
The Barking Fish Cafe
58 Beech Avenue
Cambridge, Ontario
N3C 1X5
519-658-4451
* part of the reason I’m doing this post is because there is nothing online for the Barking Fish, so I’m trying to rank in Google for it, because that’s funny.
See that thing behind me? Know how much math is in there? So cool.
What wasn’t so cool was… what happened to dressing up for the symphony? I saw socks in sandals, beige adventure pants and tshirts. Maybe I’m behind the times.
Know what happened though? Not sure if you know this, but I’m the CEO of “The Perfect Timing Club”.
Okay so: my cab pulled up, I walked through the door as they were closing them, up the two flights, the attendants are hushing, “swiftly now”… down the stairs to my seat centre row first balcony* and 5 SWEAR 5 seconds later the lights dim and they kick it off. One of my better entrances in a while.
It all evened out later, as it always does with me; look:
“Stay ups” whatEVER, and I had to keep yanking them.
Tchaikovsky is my favourite guy, and think about going too. Leave at intermission if that’s enough… but hearing classical that loud is good for your brain maybe.
* that’s where the best acoustics are, from a good source. And here’s where to sit in Massey Hall, too.
So HAPPY NEW YEAR to YOU!!
May it be your best one yet!!
I’m kinda jinxy and methodical about how I spend the hours before the a new year. This year I wanted to be around a bunch of money, so I went to a casino.
Played slots and video poker (my favourite game, and only play on at least a 9/6 machine kay). Turned $20 into $70 in 10 minutes of play. Mission accomplished.
And let the record show that Wheel of Fortune is THE best game period. I get so pumped when me or anyone in my row gets to spin.
Then I ripped up that note, which has been folded in my wallet for 7 months, and pitched it into the sky.
So sometimes I’m like, super dramatic, whatever.
Dinner was perfect, here we are!
Missing is Yara, who cooked a full Christmas dinner delicious, and whom you’ve heard me talk about before. We’ve been friends since living together at university.
Here we are on a typical night out.
