Time To Cut My Hair

It’s over, when I get my hair done Friday I’m going to cut a bunch of.  Kay I can see it now.  I do have a lot of hair, but it’s all so little, so not really.

I’ve always wanted to do a video where I compare my ponytail to one of someone’s dreads, becasue one of their dreads is equal to my entire ponytail, guaranteed.

My hair is actually very healthy, despite being dyed (this isn’t my real colour eh).  If you dye your hair here’s what you need: collagen injections.

Brennen did this to mine recently, you know, collagen – like the kind people inject into their face, but this is for your hair.

If you could reach through your screen and pet my head you’d be wide-eyed at its repairing properties.

Brennen has been my hair guy a looong time. Let it be known he was the first to pony up and be my sponsor way back in my Canadian Explorer days.

He’s even done my makeup before filming.

Here we are, at the end he is practicing his psychic skills.

Brennen Demelo Studio

 

My Car Keeps Breaking

Yesterday I was beside Moss Park when my car just shut down at a stop light. Two weeks ago it happened five times on the 401, remember when I had to get towed twice to my destination?

Then, out of nowhere, this lady comes up to my window, would I like a push? Please!

Then another guy just appeared, they pushed me to safety around a corner, and before I could get out of my car to shake their hands thanks, they were gone.

Moss Park doesn’t have the best reputation, and that’s what happened.  I’d bet that had this happened in a rich neighbourhood things would have unfolded differently.

Maybe my car broke because that morning my hazard button came off, much like the buttons for my window there, and see how I have to use a knife to open up my glove box?

CAA to my rescue. The dispatcher lady and I were dying of laughter, because the neighbourhood residents were shouting at me directions and trying to be helpful. Repeatedly.  From across the street.

It’s at Canadian Tire right now getting a new ignition coil, it had stopped arcing.

UPDATE:

Back on the road by the next evening, it wasn’t arcing and needed a new ignition coil, just like 2 weeks ago, it’s a mystery, all in it cost me $0, I win!

 

Of Course I Voted

If you don’t vote, you are a horrible Canadian citizen.

Yes it matters, yes your one vote has an impact, and surely you know you cannot complain about anything if you don’t.

I have a real low tolerance for those who don’t, like, do you not understand how lucky you are to live in Canada and have this opportunity?. Witness Libya right now, Egypt, and and and.

What I’ve always said is, “uh-huh, you don’t like it here eh? Okay. I’ll round up you and the rest of your delusional hippie friends, and ship you to Rwanda for one month. I’ll return then at which time you’ll be begging to come home to Shangrila”.

I’m not going to get into whom I voted for, there’ll be no politics here, because that’s for when I’m old. Like cooking.