This will be my week's round-up post
1. So, has pink gone to far? I mean pink the colour. All week I have seen women wearing a lot of rediculous pink. Now, I like pink. I think it's pretty. And, I like the break from the Toronto uniform of all black from head to toe. However, things have gone too far when more than one person has felt compelled to buy a long bubble-gum pink coat. It just looks stupid. But, enjoy it for the three and a half weeks that it will be "cute". And rest assured. There will be that ugly mourning at the beginning of May when you pull that thing out of the closet and realize that, yes, this coat is damn stupid. And, you'll put it back.

2. There is this strange woman I see on the street car. She's odd. Anyway she wears north American style clothing every day - you know pants skirts shirts - whatever. However, for three Friday's running, she has turned up in a super pink - uber pink, really - silvakhamis (there is no way I have spelled that correctly). I am talking about those pants and shirt outfit worn in the Indian Sub-Continent, I guess in a few other places as well. You know the real long shirt, and close fitting, but not tight pants. She is not South Asian. Well, not to the naked eye. She may be and she may choose Friday to pay homage to her heritage. But, it is always the same outfit. And, I question her taste because the outfit is hideous and really I have seen some stunningly beautiful outfits in that style, but she chose electric pink. Mistake. It's not even good for her colouring.

3. Last night I had 4 dry gin martinis, two olives apiece. Between the three of us (I was at the bar with two friends) we had 11 martinis. That seems like a lot. The good news is that I am not hung-over. The bad news is that the waitress and a few other customers now have the intimate details of our lives. Why is it that when girls get to drinking and talking we have this no holds barred approach to conversation?

4. I feel that I should be paying more attention to the sponsorship scandal and Gomery Inquiry. I think it's getting pretty bad. But I also think we are talking about 2.2 million is mis-spent funds, but the total funds paid to that ad agency was 42 million. I don't know, I just skimmed the paper. I'll read up on it this weekend. Really I will. All this talk about it bringing down the Liberal Minority Government. Is it really that bad? 2.2 million isn't that much. I mean that is peanuts compared to the 5 billion dollar debt hole the Ontario Conservatives under Harris and Eaves built. If anyone can break down the sponsorship scandal for me, please do so. Try to be entertaining.

5. Speaking of entertaining, that new free paper, Dose, mis-spelled "Government" on their front page. And it is big too. They spelled it "Goverment". HA! It's their third or this issue. Good stuff. That's Journalism. And I just want to thank the people at The National Post for bringing us Dose. Because if there is one thing that this city needs, it's ANOTHER free paper.

6. So, the new book I am reading is called "Rats" and yes, it is about rats. It's great. Very well written so far. So well written it's kinda gross. I just read about rats attacking this woman in the street in 1979. Now, I am full of rat facts. Like, if you cut off the food supply from a group of rats, they will eat each other. Also, Rats have been known to kill cats, medium sized dogs, babies and pigs. Believe it. They are nasty, yo. I call the big one "Bitey".

That's all I got today. Sorry to bore you.
- posted by Debbie @ 9:44 AM |

 
So, I’m sitting here with two of my interns. IT&T and I-Carrot-Top. They’re both so damn cute I want them to make a love connection, but I think they are both otherwise occupied. It’s too bad, because a little office romance would amuse me to no end. Although, I guess I can’t use other people for my amusement. I mean if I really pushed them, perhaps they could have an affair but that would cause a lot of drama, in their lives which I would find funny, but it would be real to them, so probably a lot less fun.

Maybe he could make her a mixed cd. Maybe she could steal his best Polo T-shirt. Maybe she’d dump him and he’d come sniffing around again a few months later. Maybe she’d let him sniff around because she had nothing else going on. Maybe, despite how irritating he is, she’d hang out with him a few more times – for old time sake. Then maybe she’d realize that he was always a dick. Who knows? This has nothing to do with my life – I’m just speculating.
- posted by Debbie @ 11:19 AM |

 
So, I am currently wearing a real nice blue Ralph Lauren Polo shirt. Real nice. It fits me perfectly. I look real curvaceous. It is interesting that it fits so well because it’s a man’s shirt. And when I say “man’s shirt” I mean it once belonged to a man. Now it belongs to me.

At a formative age, one of my older sister’s friends, Lisa Watts, looked at me through wine soaked eyes and said “Girl, get something. Even if it’s a cd. Get something to show for your time. Cause, if you don’t, you end up with nothing.” Well, Lisa didn’t realize that she started a life long quest to get as many mixed cds from boys as I could. I could open up a mixed cd store. But, I would never sell them. I love each and every one of them. Also, boys love giving mixed cds. In truth the vast majority of the mixed cds I have gotten have come from friends. But, still I treasure them.

As the years past I would hear Lisa’s voice in my head. Especially the “Girl...” part. She really punched it. Lisa knows how to deliver a line. And the shirt I am wearing today is the latest addition to the stash. From this same guy, I have a sweater from Norway – Norwegian wool. It is super warm.

I guess I was a little deceptive when it came to the Norwegian wool and the Polo T. In both cases he was under the mistaken impression that he was getting them back. Really, it was an assumption on his part, but I didn’t correct him. Silly man.

Lisa doesn’t know it, but I have passed on that same advice to younger cousins and the odd young woman that I have come to know. There is something to be said for keepsakes and mementos, don’t you think?

Really, though, this Polo shirt is nice.
- posted by Debbie @ 10:08 AM |

 
Hey blog friends.
I switched my comments to Haloscan, which I wanted to do because it is faster than what blogger provides, however, what the Halsoscan people don't tell you is that when you switch to Haloscan you will loose all the comments that people had previously posted.

So, now all the funny and smart things that everyone said has disappeared.

Sorry
- posted by Debbie @ 4:12 PM |

 
Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.
- posted by Debbie @ 3:18 PM |

 
DAMN! The intern brought in Hickory Sticks. Oh, they are so good. The hickory is so good!
- posted by Debbie @ 11:59 AM |

 
So, I have several issues with my work environment. My actual physical office leaves much to be desired. For those of you who don’t know, I work in a windowless basement. Yes, it’s that nice. The latest issue with the basement is the mysterious leak. For some reason water is seeping into the office at the bottom of one wall making a large part of the office floor very very wet. I’ve told the interns to come in with water wings tomorrow. I think the one thing that would make this office really special is asbestos.

But, enough about that.

Last night was a real special night. I watched I Robot and spent some quality time with Will Smith. I liked it because the action sequences were good, and the robots looked cool. However, what really put this movie over the top was the gratuitous Will Smith. That was pretty sweet. I think he really worked out for this one and it paid off in that shower scene. There’s nothing wrong with water cascading down the finely cut body of Will Smith. There is a scene where he cries. Poor Will Smith. He was so tormented. I just wanted to comfort him.
- posted by Debbie @ 11:24 AM |