Friday, October 5, 2012

Right place, right time

Look at that! Just for living with somebody having a birthday, I get a present! From Simon, who wants me to get in the spirit of his wedding by sending me one of its feature performers.

Thursday, October 4, 2012


"Ah, I know," I thought, "I'll put the phone across the gap in the table. That way if it spills, the phone won't be damaged!" Then, three days later, I realized my mistake.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012


I knew it! As soon as I saw the UPS coming down from the house, I knew there would be a new cheap-ass purple guitar up there waiting for me. A cheap-ass purple guitar with a WHAMMY BAR!!!1!!1!@331!@#1@#!@#123

Tuesday, October 2, 2012


Hmmm.... clearly the table formatting didn't work the way I expected, but at least now I have a table that says "GAY GAY GAY".

Thursday, September 27, 2012

That would not be ok, no.

"undoubtedly"? Like, you don't doubt that you are currently enjoying my blog, but you can't remember why exactly?
Also no.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012


If you're going to borrow someone else's bike to ride up Portland's hills, make sure you adjust the seat to the right height.

Sunday, September 23, 2012


With Dad out of town, I had a little extra time to explore his neighbourhood. So of course I got lost. Until I found Martha street. Martha street is the way home.

Saturday, September 22, 2012


Went to Voodoo doughnuts. In particular, went to see the permanent line up around the block at Voodoo doughnuts:
Then went to Powell's, obviously. The lineups there were much shorter.

Friday, September 21, 2012

That didn't take long

 Saw my first non-bridge shot from the Portlandia credits the first time I went into town. Lisa Lampanelli was playing there that night. I decided to pass. But my god, I had sure better get to see this:

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Change of scenery

I'm leaving Edmonton for 6 weeks, to see if I can work better somewhere else. I think I probably can, since the somewhere else looks like this:

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Catching Up

Went to Roast (hat tip: AMT) to catch up with Chris + Olivia now that they're back in town. The cafe is palatial and just about as fancy as the braising on this green-tea latte.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012


Naomi (bartender at Garneau): What's your last name?
Naomi: You're Philip ?
Me: Yes?
Naomi: You used to live at

Me: Yee..eees???
Naomi: I have a letter for you. Wait here.
[5 minutes pass]
Naomi: Here it is. I found you on Facebook and tried to get it back to you!
Me: Wait! You're Naomi ? When I went to the house to get it, nobody knew what I was talking about!
Naomi: Yeah, sorry, that was my roommate.  The letter looked so intense, I... we opened it. It had a wax seal! We waited so long to open it! We read it many times. We read it in different accents. When people came to the house, we said "you want to see something cool?" and we read it to them. I have read this letter so many times. Pippa will be excited to meet you.
Me:.... ..... ..... ................ I'll be here again.

Monday, September 3, 2012

The Beautiful Lady Faces

Got invited to a tasty BBQ for Labour Daybour! Chez one Mr. Wong, owner of the bistro! The Beautiful Lady Faces and I had some time to kill with photos while we waited for the bistro to close.

Sunday, September 2, 2012


Went to the Laurier Lounge for brunch, which was Wilfrid Laurier themed in that the menus came covered with contemporary newspaper articles critical of his policies. Then AMT and I went to pick up travel legend Elizabeth at the YYC. AMT is shown here disapproving of how they represent our infrastructure.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

More Farewells

The month of farewells continues with Curtis - shown here forging a knife blade on his actual anvil - and Heather's Dance-us-Down-Under party. So much good dancing.

Friday, August 31, 2012


... Secret Moon Nazis, to be exact. Iron Sky was the kind of movie that could only be created by the internet. No, wait, the kind of movie that could only be done right by the internet.

Monday, August 27, 2012


I need a picture of the hitching posts for Mennonite horse-and-buggys at Waterloo grocery stores, just to prove to myself that they really existed when I've been gone for too long. Just like I needed this  picture of a functioning (or at least moving) oil derrick in the McDonald's parking lot.

Thursday, August 23, 2012


Oh! The next thing on my things-to-do-in-Edmonton-before-you-leave list turned out to be "see green clouds"! We saw green clouds, then it hailed king cobb steelie-sized golf balls, then the road flooded, then the sidewalk flooded, then the rain switched to a drizzle, then it was only an hour after we first saw the clouds.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Well Hello.

I'm used to seeing strange things in dumpsters, but not a giant book of The Beautiful Lady Faces.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Fuck Yeah, Math.

Wait, this is right, isn't it? It isn't "an undefined amount more chicken"? Did the Chicken Sabji Wrap divide by 0?

Monday, August 13, 2012


First The Commodore, and now my first taste of Burger Baron. What's next, I finally ride the waterslides at WEM? That is not a rhetorical question. Because the answer to it is yes.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Curiosity and Excitement

Stu and K* had the best Curiosity-landing-watching setup possible: TV coverage on the right, real-time simulation of the descent on the left, and beer in the hand. Or around the neck, as the case may be.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

The Commodore

As a fan of greasy spoons and cheap-ass breakfasts, I am very embarrassed to tell you that it took me seven full years before I made it to The Commodore.

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Then Into the Great Great Lakes

If I ever do move back East from here, I hope a fantastically unlikely set of circumstances lets me do it by York Boat.

Saturday, July 28, 2012


So, I was in Warman for a wedding! An Olivia-Chris wedding! But I brought a camera I'm not used to, so I only have blurry pictures of the beautiful ceremony:
But there was Heidi! While the wedding party was getting pictures done, she showed me how to do Saskatoon right:
Then it was back to the reception, with lovely speeches and wicked-fun square dancing, and smiles and (new) family and love and stuff.
Oh, and this cake that is a cake. THIS IS A CAKE! I almost picked up one of the controllers before I realized.
And after the unable-to-resist-being-helpful Cox family took down the beautiful garden-party-themed reception hall, we sent the couple off to their secret honeymoon with ample banging on the trunk.

Friday, July 27, 2012

The Skatch!

 Back to Saskatchewan! I forgot to roll down the windows and smell the air because I was too excited to get to WARMAN!, the source of the Chris:
(Also, do you capitalize after a... pauseobang? Commabang? Questions within questions.)

Tuesday, July 24, 2012


I don't want my hard drive to get fried, or my bones to get rained on, so when a sudden thunderstorm hits Edmonton I head to the Garneau with some things to read.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Machine Parties

Any party involving a new drink-making machine will obviously turn out to be quite a party.

Friday, July 20, 2012

I miss science

I wanted to buy this and mix it with OJ right in the cafe. But instead of this, I would probably just get non-acidic OJ. Provided I remembered how to do molar... weight.... something... calculations. Where did my science knowledge go?

Thursday, July 12, 2012

the hardest day to have no camera

Pud asked me if I wanted to go see the Beach Boys in Calgary TODAY! I knew Brian Wilson was going to be there, so how could I say no?

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

In Good Company

Followed by... wait, what?

Friday, July 6, 2012


Hooray! I get to become an 8th-year PhD student. I celebrated with a beer so hoppy it needed a warning.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Sasuga Garneau

I don't visit the Garneau alleys much these days, but it's nice to know they're keeping up the trend.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

This post is no longer titled "and Tyler too!"

I loved this graffitus, even before I read just now that it was "perhaps the first truly national fad expression" in the States.

Sunday, July 1, 2012


I couldn't help but see these as lost balloon animals.

Friday, June 29, 2012

Ancient Artifacts

So far, the plan to digitize my elementary school play does not appear to have been successful.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

I'm living in a fantasy world!

Let's pretend my camera is just misplaced. Nobody would have stolen it out of my bag, right? It'll just turn up in my apt. somewhere, right? And can we pretend that I didn't fall for this Futurama joke, too? Because no theoretical person who downloaded the show could possibly make this mistake?

Friday, June 22, 2012

Great-great great-great

I hope you have someone in your family who does Genealogy like my Aunt Gina. Every once in a while they send you little pieces of gold, like how one of my ancestors just walked away from my family and farm one day and never came back. (And, we suspect, we were neither the first nor the last such family of his.) Or the knowledge that my struggle with being American and Canadian echoes the 5 Dilts brothers' families' choices during the American Revolution. (My ancestor went with United Empire Loyalism.) Or these photos of my great-great-great-great grandparents, Daniel and Mary McGahan Dimond. Oh, for that beard.....

[Edit: oh, and I'm also eligible to be a Son of the American Revolution, she says. I guess I took _both_ sides in that one.]

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Tl;Dr Tarot

Gave myself a Tarot reading with the question: "What should I tell my supervisor tomorrow?" Anybody got any idea what this means?  I'm a knight errant? okay. Hanging over me: struggle. The base of the matter: Struggle. No sh*t. I'll just skip to the end, let's see.... The Final Outcome: "a time of dissatisfaction, boredom and depression within a relationship. There is a feeling of being let down or cheated, although the one who does the cheating is usually oneself because of one's unreal expectations". Hmmm... I don't think I'll lead with that at the meeting, no.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012


Went to Pud's for pizza! Always delightful, as I hope you know. Too good to wait to take pictures of.