El Gatto

Dogs: six, cats: zero. Based on this poll, I'm surprised anyone owns a cat. I suppose it's because they're free. I suppose you could get a dog at the humane society too. Nevermind.

Fleming Nights

The self evident advantages of variable costing

Can you believe they let us have a 'reference sheet' for our cost test.

The budget tables are on the back.

Macchiovellian

So I saw Karate Kid II on the weekend. I now know everything about Okinawa. There is something about those overcoming-adversity-through-martial-arts movies. Personally, I've never overcome anything with karate.

There's still time.

Off with their heads

You know.. I never seem to go to the gym anymore. I'm often home after classes in the afternoon and think, 'I should go get some exercise', and then I take a nap instead. I figure this is ok because everyone knows the saying 'A man's wisdom can be measured by the frequency of the naps he takes'. Or maybe I just made that up.

WKRP

Well the results of the car colour poll are in. I can't believe there were no reds. I like silver. My actual car is silver, but that's just luck, not really choice.

Spring roll

So spring is here. I'm not the most keen on spring, all dirty and such, still kinda cold and the plants are all still bare. But it does have its advantages. For instance, now I can resume biking routinely. The cold gave me troubles with my brakes, gears and lock making it relatively dangerous to bike. I mean, I'm happy to bike to school on the ice when I have brakes, or bike with no brakes if it's clean and dry, but with no brakes on the ice and snow (not to mention the hills) it's just suicide.
So now I can sit around and contemplate the best route to school. The blue one is obviously the most direct, but it requires some passages on grass and some serious ups and downs. Green is longer, but all smooth and nice, and I can go really fast. The red line is my winter walking route, and I like it because it has a striking vista, and it's pretty direct too.
School to route best the contemplate.

Disambiguation

Well the results of the Dada poll are in. Well, they've been in for a long time, but i'm super lazy. As it turns out, the word Dada doesn't actually come from the word disambiguation. Sorry if anyone was confused. But wouldn't it be nice to pretend that it did? It's almost believable. Almost....
But no surprises, everyone loves the toilet one. As I am prone to say at inopportune times.. 'a day without potty humour is a day where the sun don't shine.'

Luckily

Well. I went to the gym for the first time since the Y half marathon today. I seemed to have injured my right knee. Luckily it is feeling better now.
Ha. That second sentence is a little ambiguous, as though I may have run the marathon today as opposed to three weeks ago. Just thought I had better clarify.

A petit dejeuner

Holy guac. Ever since Sunday I have had such an apetite!

For the tee

Well the results of the 2009 Peterborough Vascular Health YMCA Half-Marathon are up. See them here. As you can see I did only very slightly better than last year. I managed to improve my pace by roughly one second. Just 94 more years of such an improvement and I'll win. My body doesn't seem as outraged as last time, and I did manage to beat Peter Bonk this time.

Hangman

Then again, wouldn't it be awesome if education came in fruit form?

Super slide

So today as I walked to school, there were many quite glossy surfaces of ice, seeing as yesterday and the day before were pretty warm, and all melty and such. Usually when encountered with such wonderful patches of ice, I run to gather up some speed and try to slide as far as possible. I saw a lady walking quite precariously on a snowbank just to avoid the ice, and thought: 'that's no fun'. Then I was thinking, generally, I don't see many people who run and slide on my walking commute to school. I suppose I can't blame them. Admittedly, when I fall down on occasion it's not so pleasant.

Goodwill

I've got nothing to say, but it doesn't matter. 2000 hits!

Low rider

The low rider is a little higher
The low rider drives a little slower

Walking home from the gym last week these lyrics ran through my mind. Whenever I finish working out I feel a little higher and move a little slower.
Also whenever I hear the song, this is exactly what I imagine. A Chevy S-10 with flashy chrome rims, a custom paint-job and riding about two inches off the ground... and ever since that CIBC commercial aired, Sue Thomas FBI.

Speed reader

Well the results of the Keanu Reeves movie poll are in. I'm really not surprised at the results. The Matrix movies are an excellent exercise in philosophical thought. I feel I must stress the virtues of Speed though. A classic tale of the struggle between good v. bad, personal sacrifice, a wealth of little catch-phrases, plus Sandra Bullock is a babe. Bill and Ted's is also a classic, and not merely because Napoleon is in it. I also now have an inability to say sok-ruh-teez, having burned sok-reyts into my vocabulary.

Lock de-icer

Well, finally on Friday afternoon past, I managed to get my bike unlocked. It was the first day in ages that the temperature was above 0C. It promptly went back down to -25 on Saturday. But I was so extraordinarily pleased to be riding home again. It turns out that it is when I am extraordinarily pleased that exciting things happen to me. So naturally my chain came of while I was testing out the gears causing me to lose my balance and bail most excellently. Did I mention it was above freezing so that it was especially slushy and dirty.

Absolute Graph Thursday

Well, It seemed about time for a graph.

Azure Tuesday

Yesterday was Blue Monday, or so they told me on Daily Planet this morning. I was sad, but I think it was because I was doing tax homework, and not the usual reasons.

Fuel

Well, this weekend with the help of my younger sibling I replaced the fuel filter in my car. Also the spark plugs. You see, of late, my car has been a real stinker, especially in the cold. And my engine light kept making an appearance. I find diagnosis is the hardest part when it comes to fixing problems with my car. Must be why doctors get paid so much. Anyways, the moral of the story is: Fixing things is fun, and the internet makes it way easier. Ahhh the internet. I have ironic mixed feelings. An exceptional resource and reference, yet as such an effective communication tool it runs contrary to my antisocial doctrines. Well doctrines isn't the right word, but you get it.