You're on Notice!

How do you feel about Scott Pilgrim?

SP creator Bryan "I'm leaving the country" O'Malley has posted a poll asking how people feel about the character and the books in his LJ. I've filled it out! How about you?

Tell me!: Whadda ya call dat? Dat ting?

I have seen deven_science and indefatigable42 both do this, so I must follow suit, as a good Canadian.

Let it be known I am a 35 year old male, raise in small town Ontario. Begin!

What do you call these things?

A body of water, smaller than a river, contained within relatively narrow banks:
The thing you push around the grocery store:
A metal container to carry a meal in:
The thing that you cook bacon and eggs in:
The piece of furniture that seats three people:
The device on the outside of the house that carries rain off the roof:
The covered area outside a house where people sit in the evening:
Carbonated, sweetened, non-alcoholic beverages:
A flat, round breakfast food served with syrup:
A long sandwich designed to be a whole meal in itself:
The piece of clothing worn by men at the beach:
Shoes worn for sports:
A flying insect that glows in the dark:
The little insect that curls up into a ball:
The children's playground equipment where one kid sits on one side and goes up while the other sits on the other side and goes down:
How you eat pizza:
Where private citizens sell their household goods/stuff in their driveway/front yard:
The thing under a house where the furnace and perhaps a rec room are:
The thing that you can get water out of to drink in public places:


TBG's responses may be found ( Beneath The Cut! )

From the "ruining it for everyone else" department:

righteousfist posted this a while back:

Man proposes to girlfriend in zero gravity.

Oh, yeah. Because otherwise the day would have been forgettable.

edit: Pix, K?

A story I read.

Secret shame: I read Esquire pretty much every month. Mostly because I adore looking at sweaters that would cost me a week's pay. Anyway, they once did an issue of stories written on napkins. This one, entitled Obsidian Jr. High--Tuesday--11 a.m. was the one I found most affecting.

(no subject)

So, yeah, the weekend.

Saturday was pretty quiet. Cynra ordered some stuff from Home Hardware, which we'll need to see about installing. Yay for a new door!

We went to K.Dub to visit uniquecrash5 for his annual Cheese Weasel party. He lives a few steps away from one fo the most awesome stores in the world, Vincenzo's. This made it very convenient for us to get the cheese.

We brought a few slices of medium cheddar, a piece of a buttery Quebecois washed rind cheese called La Lauvagine, and a delightful piece of blue called Shropshire Blue . I liked it quite a bit. I also bought some of those Godlike garlic stuffed olives they have at Vincenzo's. Oh, man.

I also developed a huge crush on roquefort. I really like strong blues.

I also levelled in MHA. I very much enjoy having memory alteration, and also having a friend with memory alteration.

Sunday was Teacher Day at the Zoo. Cynra and I drove down in her car and, well, it was an interesting trip. Because it was both Teacher day and the first really nice weekend of the year, the zoo was, well, let's just say it lived up to its name. We actually ended up using one of the alternate parking lots, which meant we had a bit of a stroll back to the car. On the plus side, parking was free.

I think I've had a bit of an epiphany. The whole "fresh air makes you tired" thingy is pure bullshit. Being in the fresh air does not make you any more tired than being indoors, but you're usually doing something when you're outside, so hence, tired.

Or maybe that's what it's meant all along and I just missed it.

We walked about and saw the zoo, looked at some newborns (mostly various primates).

When we got home, we had dinner and then watched the conclusion of The Trojan Horse (which for some reason was just slightly more disjointed than the average episode of The Border) and the season premiere of Dr. Who (which was enjoyable until just before the end).