Slumber in the Slammer

I went to jail this summer…and it was so much fun! No, I’m not promoting activities of ill repute that would land you in the clink. A family reunion in Cantley, QC, just outside of Ottawa, gave me an opportunity to stay at the Ottawa Jail hostel. #hiottawajail

I wrote a travel piece for Billy, Toronto’s Billy Bishop Airport. It’s part app part digital magazine, all cool way to find out travel tips and experiences. Read it here: Lock up your reservation at Ottawa’s Jail Hostel

 

 

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WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: Solitary

Deserted, foggy beach in Mazatlan, Mexico.

I took this photo one morning on vacation in Mazatlan, Mexico when it seemed like Soph and I were the only ones on the beach. It looks as if she’s trying to see if there’s anyone to play with nearby, but there wasn’t a soul around. Or, maybe she’s wondering if the fog will lift and be replaced with a hot, sunny day.

Writers write, right?

Sometimes when you work your mind develops a calmness that spurs new thoughts and inspires further creation. It makes what you’re doing worth it and makes you want to do more. Like this sunset I photographed in Mazatlan, Mexico, it looks peaceful on the outside, but is deep and full of movement underneath.

Right this very moment I’m doing something that I realize that I enjoy: writing. “But, you have a blog and you’re a ‘writer’,” you say. Ya, I know but maybe it’s because Boobs is out of the house and he brought Soph along with him; I’m sitting properly at my desk and not on the couch, therefore invoking the ergonomic gods to help me work; I’m playing all the songs I like on iTunes through my very nice sounding speakers while I work; I can take a break every few minutes to check my email, Facebook or Kijiji (which I am also addicted to). And it all seems very easy, seamless, pleasant, even.

Why don’t I do this more often? Well, I would if I had more than one freelance assignment every other month. In fact, since Soph is at school full-time one of my goals is to attract more business (somehow – but in a mainstream, healthy way so get your mind out of the gutter).

Something else that will be a nice change is that I’ll be able to submit my work early, rather than on time. It’s due tomorrow a.m., also inspiring me to accomplish more with my day tomorrow and not just one thing on my to do list. If it doesn’t rain tomorrow, there’s more weeding to be had, dead grass to be raked, grass seed to be purchased, pillars to be sanded and painted, furniture to be refinished. When I have the time (and don’t have the distractions) those are all tasks that I can make a little nicer by bringing my iPod along, taking my time and just keeping my thoughts to myself and not have to discuss/argue/bargain with anyone under the age of 7 while I work. I can just think, do, hum along, and be.

Ooh, pack some slacks

Boobs and a couple of friends are going on a mancation gayaway gaycation ultimate dude destination to the UFC fight/convention in Vegas this weekend.

Boobs doesn’t text and he was wondering what to pack, so I texted his friend:

“Boobs wants to know if he should pack some fancy pants,” I query.

“I’m bringing jeans. With a hole in the crotch,” responds friend.

“You mean your sin city slacks?” I ask.

“Lol,” Lols friend.

“Should we?” He wonders.

“Only if you plan on dining somewhere fancy,” I write.

“Jeans it is!” he confirms.

Question answered.

Now, onto one of my favourite Will Ferrel SNL quotes/moments:

Fred’s Got Slacks, SNL (grr, couldn’t get it to embed)