Archive for February, 2007

Wish I coulda

Friday, February 9th, 2007

I was supposed to go to unicycle club on Thursday, and Phil was also supposed to take me lens shopping beforehand.  So after driving from work to my house to pick up my camera, the driving from my house to his house, I had been in the car just about an hour and a half.  Rush hour is not fun.  Even if it’s the beginning of rush hour.

But I call Phil when I was five minutes away from him, same as I always do, and he’s saying how we probably won’t make it to the store in time, which was closing in about half an hour and with traffic, and the store being across town, I agreed.

Only problem being he didn’t want to go to unicycle club because he wasn’t feeling too thrilled.  Which I understand, he’s under the weather.  Problem being he also wasn’t up to the idea of having visitors.  And I was by now passing by his building.

So he asked if I was still going to club, which I planned on going to, but when he said he didn’t want visitors I had nowhere to go.  I realized there were very few, mainly… no one, I could call to hang out with for two hours.

I had no intentions of hanging out with myself for two hours downtown before club started.  So I did what I would do in such a situation, drive in a wide circle, and start heading back.

Took me an hour to get back home.  2 and a half hour drive, for nothing.  Thrilling.  I had to put gas in my car at some point as well cuz it sucked not having gas.  Anyways, that was most of my night.  I ended up at Brandons playing Guitar Hero on my PS2, and falling asleep on the couch.

I’ve been camera shopping

Thursday, February 8th, 2007

All over ebay, craigslist, and various stores that I know deal in used gear.

Obviously I’m getting used gear.  It makes sense since… well, I want a dSLR and I wasn’t going to pay full price for something that I didn’t know how to use.  And it’s not like something that’s last year’s model is going to be absoloutely horrid.

It took a while, a few days to finalize the exact camera I got, and a few months to even be able to get to this stage.

I’m happy.  I’ll write more about it later.

Til then, I still need to be shopping, because there’s so much more stuff I need to get!

EBays a dangerous place

Thursday, February 8th, 2007

I think in the past week I've spent probably about $200 on that site. Mostly for my new camera I bought last Sunday though so it's not that bad. (For everyone who's nosy, it's the Nikon D70s) I bought a third-party charger & extra battery on eBay since the dude selling it to me didn't give me a charger. And I also bought two 1-gb CF memory cards last night. Then I bought some stuff for a friend of mine so she's paying me back for that. I'm checking out lenses but I don't think I'll end up getting one off eBay just because I can't see it first.

I also am trying to justify the purchase of a $300 bag for a $400 camera.

Niagara Falls, New York

Wednesday, February 7th, 2007

So after I left Brandon’s I was heading down to Toronto to pick up Phil.  We were going to head to Niagara falls to hang out with our friend Marty and his girl, Vanessa.  They just drove up from Texas with a trailer full of house, and unfortunately were denied at the border, and basically were stuck until paperwork could be filled out and all that jazz.

The drive down was absolutely fine.  No snow, no wind, no nothing.  Getting onto various skyways it was windy, and there was a light dusting of snow by the time we hit St.Kitts.  And then, like 100 feet from the border, there was wind, and blowing snow, and lots of snow, and it was like a white-out blizzard.  Very crazy.  Driving into the states it continued with the blowing snow, the zero visibility and just massive piles of snow all over.

The border crossing was also strange.  Me and Phil both had our passports.  While the border patrol lady was scanning our passports the questions were as follows:

  • Driver, where were you born?
  • Passenger, where were you born?
  • Where do you live?
  • Have either of you lived in the states?
  • Have either of you worked in the states?
  • Have either of you gone to school in the states?
  • Where are you going?
  • When are you coming back?

Very rapid fire, and very strange.  Thankfully me and Phil answered almost in sync with each other with exactly the same words, although he kept throwing in “ma’am” after every response, and the “When are you coming back” I said “This Evening” while he said “Tonight”

Got to the hotel, picked up Marty, went for groceries for Vanessa who was staying with the dogs.  I realized that Cherry Coke is something I could purchase in large volumes and did so.  Then we went to the bar that should have had the UFC fight but didn’t.  Ordered chicken wings. (Poor phil, he’s a vegitarian and all they had left was chicken wings really, so he ordered fries)

Marty explained the Keno game to us, and we played 5 games with 9 numbers.  There’s a new drawing every 4 minutes so we played for 20 minutes.  We won 2 bucks and it cost us 5.  Oh well!  Just really sat.  And talked.  And it was brilliant.

Picked up smokes when I realized that America also has Almond M&Ms that aren’t available in the states.  Asked if they had any in the store Marty was picking up his smokes, the girl knew what I was talking about (although none of my friends did, we’re all canadian so it just doesn’t exist in our mind) but couldn’t find any.  The grocery store we went to earlier is 24/7 so my plan was to go back.

We went to the hotel, hung out some more there, sharing stories and adventures.  Left the hotel probably around 2am.  Went to the store,  they had it.  Even better, they had it 2 for 5 bucks for these giant bags.  I picked up 2 bags of Almond, 1 bag of Dark chocolate (also non-existant to Canadians) and 1bag of mini’s (just bloody expensive normally)  Phil grabbed a bag of Almond to try so I grabbed one more to even it out.  Then I picked up a Rockstar (highly caffenated energy drink) for the drive home and Phil grabbed a bunch of Vitamin Water.
Got to the cash… getting charged full price.  Asked the lady and she’s like “Oh you didn’t swipe your savings card”  I don’t have one.  So I didn’t get to save. And in the end spent $25 US on chocolate.  I should have returned some of it, but MEH.

Drove home in about 90 minutes.  Border patrol on the way back was easy, didn’t even need to give them passports, it was mostly:

  • Where do you live?
  • You are citizens of what country?
  • Who’s car is this?
  • How long were you out of the country?
  • Where were you?
  • Did you have anything to drink? (Because we said we were at a bar)
  • Do you understand our powers of arrest for intoxication?
  • Thank you.

Got phil home around 3am.  Got myself home at around 3:30am.  Was wired and wide awake til well past 6am.  Finally went to bed, probably crashed around 7am.  Woke up at 10am cuz some dude called me.  Was up most of Sunday.

Crazy fun times.  I miss that bunch in Niagara/St.Kitts.  We will have to visit more often.  Especially to go chocolate grocery shopping.

Yesterday’s class just said it all.

Wednesday, February 7th, 2007

Yesterday’s yoga class, amazing.  I haven’t been in a while, the last time was Saturday and then yesterday which was Tuesday.  I’m trying to go at least 3 days a week but I seem to be averaging two.  That’s alright though I think.  I’ll keep pushing for three and make that my ultimate goal with four being a bonus.

Anyways, the class I would say is usually about 80-90% women.  And then very few males which I must applaud for hanging out with this many number of females.  I am convinced some of them are very nice to look at.  And the class yesterday was no exception.

Two that I’ve been making eyes at behind their heads were in class today.  One set up right next to me which I didn’t realize until I got up from my beginning Shava-asana.  I can’t say I was about to complain.  The other easy-to-watch male was directly in front of me.

It definitely made class a bit of a distraction, as I was watching the muscle structure on both of these students while I was working into poses, and also trying to count the number of tattoos on one of them.

Would I do it again? Probably.  Not that it’s a good thing.  It’s hard to keep the mind calm in such a situation.  Trust me.