pop tarts

I'm not completely immune to pop culture, much as I might like to be. The world of people who make front page news by falling off the stage at concerts, getting busted for drunk driving, losing custody of their children and offing their spouses leaks in around the corners every time I stand in line at a supermarket or pick up one of those free daily "news" papers off the bus seat next to me.

I wouldn't know most actors if one bit me on the leg, but occasionally when the person being talked about is a musician of some kind I make a point of going to listen to their music because I actually care about that shit. So last night I looked up a bunch of wassername Winehouse videos on youtube.

Usually this causes me a world of hurt, but they actually weren't bad. Kind of catchy. Very Motown for white people. I now have that "Rehab" song stuck in my head in endless loop but since I'm very unlikely to ever hear it unless I actually want to it's not making me want to shoot myself.

But the one question I have to ask all my Brit friends, is that what you mean when I see you use the word "chav"?

communists from over the hill

We had a heatwave a couple of weeks ago. (In Toronto! In January! Insert WTF here!) I just happened to look out the back window and spot this guy.

( blatant nature pictures behind the cut )

I'd really like to put a bird feeder out in the backyard, but it would have to be positioned in such a way that the cavalcade of cats couldn't get at it. Or squirrels. Or any of the other beasties that hang out in our yard.

I never did tell you all the story about the racoon that ate a bunch of the fermented grapes off the vines in our neighbours yard this fall, and then passed out drunk on the grass in the sun. Little beggar was snoring. Cutest thing I have ever seen in my life. Bet he had the hangover from hell when he woke up.

spikella's question

Today I moved Lola to her temporary digs in a part of the house that is not about to be demolished. Doing so reminded me of this series of questions. So here you go. More pictures.

Once upon a time, spikella asked me;

( Your desk at work )

( Lola! )

( Your favorite place to have a drink )