Anti-Remembrance?

Why is everyone so anti-remembrance day lately? Honestly I think its pretty rude to not wear the poppy. I have talked to a few people lately who seem to think it isn't important to wear the poppy or who think that to wear the poppy you are saying the war in Iraq/Afghanistan is ok. It isn't about the war now, it is about the wars gone by, particularly World War One and Two and to a lesser extent the Vietnam and Korean wars. I am not a fan of glorifying war to any extend but that is exactly what remembrance day is about. Remembering how horrific and brutal and inhumane war truly is and how it should be avoided at all costs.

I notice and feel like you are cheapening the horrific deaths of millions of young men and women who left spouses and children behind to fight the good fight(in their opinion) against Hitler and the Nazis in WWII and against the eastern block in WWI.

so people please wear your fucking poppy and don't be stupid enough to think that people dont notice when you don't.

Done Rant

This is one of my favorite Remembrance Day songs as it explains the day's real purpose well

Mobile blogging has commenced!

Tall boys on the beach

Yesterday was simply divine!

I slept in nicely as i had the day off then had a wee shower and house tidy. it was nice for a change to be motivated to clean. I also had a lovely chat to my Australian on skype which was as usual rather divine . I was feeling a touch lonesome so a mass text was sent to all my fun hang out friends to come hang out with me! Gary was the first to respond so he was the winner! we went down to chinatown( which was rather...erm..how to put this nicely...Aromatic?) then met up with Alex at the Acme cafe on Hastings which is simply divine! soo adorable! I had snow pie, a salad and far too much coffee . Gary and Alex both had soup and beer. back to my pad then where we had a little visit with my roomie then headed out to get some tallboys to take to the beach with us as well as some McDonalds for Gary and some chips for me! we spent a few hours at the beach enjoying the last bit of light before night fully fell. it was so lovely. it was getting late though so we all headed home! I am actually at Alex's now as we split a cab home and I was too tired to wait for my house! it is so nice to be with Alex! to have someone to have a nice cup of coffee and bite of conversation in the morning! Mmmm so fulfilling! today will be super as well as Gary,Cheryl and I will be going thrifting for Gary's Party. oh how I love when my days off are both amazing and productive!

Oh yes , I love how happiness feels...like a kitten sleeping on your chest...eating a muffin

Its a foggy bloggy morning.

It is far to early to be up! ok well to be fair it is only quarter to eight but still, Too early. but with coffee and pb and honey on toast all seems just a little bit more bearable.

last night I had a very fabulous adventure "date" with my bestest friend Gary. we met up just to hang out and maybe go for a bit of a walk but ended up going across to North Van on the seabus! we just hung out at Lonsdale Quay but it was seriously fun! we had pie from McDonalds(I had apple he had raspberry) and Coke and coffee. it was super hi-Klass. we had some nice deep conversations and thought maybe we missed the last seabus but then saw it coming so we were saved!

today i have to go to a class for work! no fun but at least i dont have to go to work! then i have two days off( super YAY!) Cheryl , Gary and I are all going to go thrifting for some fun articles of decoration for Gary's soon to come birthday party. it has an African theme and i am being a Lemur.

so Harem pants and a tail!

And This is why I love history...

Because all evil dictators eventually get reincarnated into cats!

Coffee and Juice makes the day swell.

But phone calls from your dad asking you what your career plans are don't. I am a self proclaimed Waffler on the whole career thing. I watched Nip/tuck so i thought maybe a nurse, I am watching Six Feet Under so maybe a mortician? so in a nutshell i have no F*cking idea what i want to do.

Right now I work at Starbucks which is alright not the best but alright.

I am just still so undedicded as to what i should do. I mean I would love to just find something easy and simple to do and be happy with it...as in settle to make it work but I really don't want to do that.

It is a very hard time in life right now as i feel like i am being pulled in a bunch of different directions. in essence i am a whiney little bitch.

Jegging!

That is the funniest new word that i have learned.

i have also recently purchased a pair of Jeggings( jeans and legging mashed together)

they are soo nice! the comfort of legging with the class of jeans.

they are my new favorite thing to wear and say!(jegging jeggings)

I am an antidentite..

Well more Anti Dental hygenist.

I went to the Dentist yesterday(one that came highly recommended by friends) and it seemed to be all well, the office was nice and the receptionist was friendly. I got called in( as Grace because apparently Rebekah is a popular surname these days) went and sat in the chair and then it began. i hate getting the X-rays in the first place so it wasn't very nice start. Nor was the Botox ad right beside the floss. the dental hygienist then put the little bib on me, put her mask and gloves on and commenced the torture. I am fully a fan of good oral health and i dont usually mind the dentist but this visit was one hell of a visit. She scraped and scratched my teeth for upwards of an hour. now it wasn't just my teeth she was scraping as my blood was all over her gloves and the instruments were bright red as well. she also continuously sprayed me with water from the stupid sprayer. it went all down my neck and made me mad and wet. my teeth were getting sore and my patience was wearing thin when she started asking me about when i had my braces off. Apparently she found some cement still on my teeth from them and god damn it if she wasn't going to scrape my teeth till she got it off. What a star taking so much effort to help me feel pain.

whatever

i hate dental hygienists who are over enthusiastic about causing me pain

but i like Dentists who tell you how great your teeth look!

I am an octogenarian

I have known for a while that i am quite elderly in some on my customs but never has it been more apparent than today. Not only was i all hungover from half a bottle of wine and one winter ale but i was so tired that my biggest accomplishment up until 2 pm was finding two Reese's Peanut butter cups in a drawer in the kitchen. then i went shopping for salad stuff for dinner and decided to buy a cucumber for cucumber water and some club soda because i like "fuzzy" water. After a quick Costco run( i needs my Squirrelly Bread) Elisabeth very nicely took me out for a coffee at Blendz. I had a soy chai latte and Elisabeth had a Roobios Chai latte. We also split a Naniamo bar. My elderly belly was quite upset by this. and it still isn't happy with it despite my weathers candy cure all.

My elderly belly is definatly not impressed by my mainly raw food meals of late. Also i had a sweet potato pie from New Orleans for dessert which is also upsetting to my 80 yr old belly.

this is a lame post.

Coffee And Keefer Street

So after work yesterday, I met my dad at Pivo ( a pub near my house) then we headed to my house to get ready to pick my mom up from the airport(lucky duck went to Holland). we decided to take the skytain as the new CanadaLine goes all the way to the airport and back for $2.50! but the only thing is you have to have fare-saver tickets which i had just run out of. so i bid my Dad adieu and scooted on my bike up to the nearest ATM that would provide me with money sans charges. so up Keefer i went and all was well until i was biking across main and somehow i got all tangled up in my bike and went tumbling down onto the intersection. Thankfully i was able to gather my self all up before th light changed and i became part of the intersection of Keefer and Main. I then continued on my way, withdrew $40 and biked my way home with no other eventful occurrences. I was however i touch miffed that no one asked me if i was ok and if i had any injuries other than a very bruised and battered ego.

Sadly though, it was not only my ego that was bruised. I am now sporting a pair of matching knee contusions that are rather melodramatic in tone and color and also a few nice pink scrapes.

All the rest of the evening went well. we picked my mom up at the airport, had a nice beer with my tante Saskia as she had to wait for her plane and our tickets had gone sour anyways. the little airport bar had said they had Granville Island Winter Ale but after I had gotten all excited and told both my mom and Saskia about how utterly mind altering this beer was, the waitress informed us all of the winter ale's demise from that premise! so maddening!

We then took the CanadaLine back home and my mom fell asleep on it a few times. she looks funny when she sleeps! Once we got to the Condo the gifts came! yay! I am now the proud owner of a European Bra( im pretty sure the Europeans have a different cup size E then Canada...I hope..) and a lovely forest green and black argyle turtleneck sweater.

My mom and dad will come over for coffee later and maybe bring over some nice Spekulaas cookies all the way from Amsterdam

My roomie Elisabeth has to go to school today(school on a saturday! what kind of Sadists are these VFS people?) but only for a little while and she seems to like it( school that is not saturday school)

p.s.please note the beautiful colors present in said bruises.

I love flight of the concordes!

Nothing is better than Flight of the concordes!

music and comedy have never been so good together! and the boys aren't bad either!

Eating Oranges in the park

I love to eat oranges in the park when the sun is shining and i am wearing a lovely flowing 50's style dress with a cardigan and heels reading a book about embalming...yes i am a contrarian.

this is why the body shop discontinued Oceanus...I'm sure

The Ocean

I have always wondered why exactly Ocean scented products sell so well. Its probably helps that they don’t actually smell like the ocean. That briny sexual pungency would never sell. Fathers would cringe, knowing all to well what that odour bring about in young boys’ minds. It’s not just a colloquialism that lady’s nether regions are said to resemble in olfactory delight a large salmon or tuna, better suited to a slice of seaweed than to a slice of Grade A Cotton. And really that old saying “there are plenty of fish in the sea” is it to be taken literally from a man’s perspective??? Is your true love a halibut, solitary and introspective? Or an Angelfish, pristine yet queerly salty? Really, the analogy is too much.

Mr Tom robbins

Dear Mr. Tom Robbins,

I first found you in a magazine, quite serendipitously opening up the fateful page in which your tome was described. The recommendation could not have come from higher, in our society of celebrity worship; it was Johnny Depp who did the formal introduction. Now at first glance it seemed just a fling, a quick summer romance, I was not expecting this, the intensity of it, the need and longing I have now.

Now in your novels, I am mentioned many a time though never by name, as you do not know me, when writing about Genius waitresses and Sexy Redheads. Oh yes I am cheery not happy cheery and yes I know the difference. And though not a true redhead, I make a bottle job look like God himself spilt catsup onto my crown. Although you did not introduce me to Leonard Cohen you helped me fully entrench myself into the beauty of his poetry.

Every single gangly straw-haired man should write you a Thank-you note on cheap hotel stationary for assisting in their conquests with genius waitresses and foreign beauties everywhere. Somehow you can convince women that those gawky ones make up for their lack of deltoids and pecs with mind-blowing intellect and incredible timeless skills in the most delicate art of all, unabashed lust. And yet we lap it up, your version of romance. The sheer fact that I know that my taste in men is heartily seasoned upon your characters both intrigues and frightens me… but some how I don’t mind!

Few things are so important that I would never be caught with out them. Your book are a must have in every situation, whether at a time of sin or salvation. They have taught me more about world politics, religious clashes and the oh-so important topic of sexual politics. Really where else would I learn so many synonyms for the female bits than in your epic novels! Peachfish, dewy wolverine… Really the list amazes me beyond words. You cordially introduced me to the pleasures of beets, red haired men, the quirks of organized religion and ultimately the pure pleasure of life with just enough melancholy to keep diabetes at bay. Your novels have enlightened me to all the world’s inner monologues and I am deeply indebted to you for it.

Before I flatter you to tears, though some how I doubt you are flattered none too easily as I am sure you receive letters like this all the time, the genius you are. I merely felt the intense urge to inform you of the great contribution you have made not only to my life, although that alone is a huge chunk of it for me, but to the world in general. You inspire me to be a better writer and to simply release my work into the great unknown. Thank you in advance for taking time out of your day to read this letter. And though I wish I could have written it out in beautiful hand, my hand writing looks more like pictographs than letters so I assure you, the monotony of computer type is better for your eyes, so cheekily covered in shades. I will finish this letter now with tears as I wish I could flatter you all day. Thank you again.

Sincerely and with much love

Reba

Hello all

my friend Gary and I were at the movies the other night(cheap tuesdays at Scotiabank Theatre) and he told me i was so contrary that i should start a blog called "the contrarian" so i did!

he is a dork anyways but i do love him dearly!

he is a good mirror friend( he tells me what i need to hear and see but dont want to!)

i have some neato poetry i am going to post on here as well as daily musings!

ill try not to get too sappy or depressive!

hahha love you duckies!

*Reba*