Episode 197 - We Wish You Whatever

It is our last episode before Christmas.  So we are on our way to shop, it should be a complete nightmare of nightmarish proportions (this is just a guess, as I am typing this before we go).  If I don't make it back, send out a search party, and I'll pop green smoke.

We made it back, and at the same time that we would normally get back, which should give you an idea about how long it took.

It actually wasn't that bad.  I mean it wasn't that good either.

Groceries were expensive, let's say it is good we had 280 000 PC points and leave it at that.  Then I got double charged at the LCBO, but that got fixed.

Rachel always sends us a nice e card during the Holidays, and it is really appreciated.

Merry Christmas to all of you.

Episode 196 - People Are Always In My Way In The Grocery Store When All I Want To Do Is Buy Things

I'm not sure that's the exact title we agreed on but it is close.  When we got home there was a clog in the upstairs bathroom sink.  So for the last 45 minutes I've been fixing that.  All fixed.  Boy that ways fun!

Anyway, we went out a tad later today too, so not only are we close to Christmas, we're later in the day.  The store was packed.  Packed with people who don't know how to cook or shop.  It's kind of cute in a way seeing say a young couple wanting to impress their family by cooking.  Cooking food they have no idea how to cook.  I then told the tale of helping out such a couple.

Isabelle's work is coming along nicely.  She says sometimes her stuff is too painty.  I am not sure what that means, but it makes sense to her and the other art people, so it is just a term I don't understand.

Isabelle's Dad built houses and was a designer and is the inspiration for a lot of her work.

Episode 195 - I Bought Kale

No, really I did.  Now, I also bought littleneck clams, shrimp and chorizo.  They will all go together in a soup that will be great.

I've been marking.  Students don't understand what an A is, well some, I shouldn't tar them all with the same brush and all that.

People don't write things down any more.  Which means they use Isabelle as their external hard drive.

People don't write in general, which means they are shitty writers.

I'm still trying to get over the shame of the kale.