Archive for February, 2008

Polar Party

February 20, 2008

Music by the Raveonettes – Dead Sound

Queen and Bathurst

February 20, 2008

This was the scene at Queen and Bathurst this morning. All we could hear people saying around us was, “is Suspect Video okay?”.

No, it’s not.

When I Stay In

February 20, 2008

I made some collages by cutting up some of the found photos I discovered at the end of October.

1978: Year of the Horse

February 19, 2008

Due to fucking up my foot from my pardy-hardy ways on Friday, my friend Kate picked up some horse poultice mixture for my foot on the weekend. It’s used to fix leg injuries on horses. She owns 8 horses which she keeps on a farm just north of the city so I guess she knows what she’s doing.

This is it. It’s a clay-like tub of slop. You can apply it hot or cold. Due to time constraints we went the cold route.

We lathered up my foot, covered it in newspaper, gauze, and then re-wrapped my tensor bandage around it.

I’m supposed to leave it on for 48 hours but I don’t know if that’s going to happen. Her music project called Horse is playing this weekend at Mitzi’s Sister. Her cd is really good! The Sadies are her back-up band on the cd. I can’t go because I’ll be at Brayden’s wedding in Windsor.

In honor of Horse and the horse poultice, I picked up a six-pack of Golden Horseshoe Premium Lager after work.

Family Day Considers: Rev. Ray and Betty McCready as Icons of Style

February 18, 2008

It’s the first annual Family Day holiday here in Ontario so in honor of that I thought I’d post some pictures of my dad and my mom that I recently acquired. My dad always had a closet full of suits and ties when I was growing up. When I was 5 years old I thought my dad was the coolest and wanted to style my hair like his. Today, I realize it’s impossible to for anyone to have hair quite like my dads.

These are from 1969, with my dad standing in front of one of the cars from the garage my grandfather owned in Burlington, ON.


Montreal, 1973 ——> Sarnia, 1979

1980, 1986, 1989

These days my dad is known less for his collection of suits and wacky ties, and more for his collection of wacky suspenders.

One of these days I’ll start filling my closet with suits and ties.

On ice

February 18, 2008