Kickball anyone?
Fun times this weekend...the junky + bf, little becs, K and his J and of course..moi...went to check out the battle of the kickball bands at
White Orchid on Saturday..the bands were all interesting to say the least....Shitt Hott of course rocked the house...but another favourite of mine was also Shawn Jurek & Team Power...check them out around the city if you get a chance...and i think Shawn Jurek is also a solo performer so do check him out....he is fantabulous...
The battle was a fundraiser for toronto kickball...wooo kickball....i must admit that i'm thoroughly excited for the upcoming kickball season...which *I believe*...starts in the summer....it will mean my return to team sports after an almost decade-long hiatus...kudos to
the junky who convinced me that drunken sports with indie rockers would be an exceptional way to spend the summer...
On a very unrelated sidenote: I am crushing hard on
Sufjan Stevens...after only recently discovering him during a *brief encounter* on a flight back from New York..been listening to his Greetings from Michigan album and am completely head-over-heels-in-love...a particular favourite is his
For the Widows in Paradise, For the Fatherless in Ypsilanti....do have a listen because you will not regret it! (did I forget to mention that he is also friends *and went to school with* Jhumpa Lahiri..famed author of
The Namesake..which has now been turned into a movie? yah....that's right...).....so stay tuned and if his music doesn't make you feel like you're lying at sundown on a beach listening to the waves of the ocean while enjoying a fabulous high....we may have words to exchange!
Labels: kickball
The Ides of March will soon be upon us...
Road trippp....wooo....well not really..more like a plane trip....flying...to new york....on the ides of march..yes that's right..you heard me...i'm flying on the ides of march...perhaps not the smartest decision i've ever made....in fact...throughout my brief past..i've never once done a risky thing on the ides of march...cuz...well..you just never know...but this year..here i am...flying...to new york of all places....wish me luck!! on a brighter note...I'M GOING TO NEW YORK......and a bonus..i'll be celebrating St. Patty's in the second homeland of the irish! woooooo......kiss me now!!!
toasted coconuts and me...
So last week....I had this amazing toasted coconut flavoured coffee at a local cafe...and it was delicious...like the best coffee..EVER...next to of course..Mr. Espresso's flat whites made with love and tender care by previous manager Fil.... *sniff and tears by the way*...anyways...I digress....so ever since I tasted this drop of heaven...I've been OBSESSED with finding a way to make it at home....I even went as a far as to sprinkle coconut flakes INTO the ground coffee..but to no avail....all my attempts failed.
Then...to my surprise..I came into work yesterday morning to find a small bottle of coconut extract and a note from
the junky.."try THIS in your coffee"....and guess what..it worked! yay splendid fantastic wonderful...even more reasons to get all crazy-like with my morning coffee....deeeeelicious! thanks junky!
This is how addictions start...
Well this past weekend was one of the most fantabulous weekends ever....and guess what..there was no partying involved! that's right....i'm a boring old lady now....but a boring old lady who...ROCK CLIMBS....yep yep...the ladies and I went to check out our local
Toronto Climbing Academy for a beginner's lesson with one FINE climbing instructor...most of us were scared shitless but it turned out to be an awesome experience....we learned how to do the double-8 knot and how to set-up a harness..plus how to belay..and most importantly..how to climb! all of us made it to the tops of a few walls..which was exciting...AND i managed to climb 3/4 of a 5.8 wall...(the level of difficulty of a climbing wall is determined by a measurement system which goes from 5.4 to 5.14)....its a serious rush...and so addictive cuz no matter how tired and sore you are..you still want to keep climbing! little becs and I both signed up for one-month memberships...and no...NOT just because our instructor..oh lovely instructor...was cute...so we're going to become rock-climbing pros....wooo...oh and by the way...i am unable to move any part of my body today...because of the intense pain!
Labels: climbing
To the creepy Anonymous Stalker:
Ah! My friend Shakespeare - so dead and so broke -
Many more artful words has he penned,
Than for which you or I could hope
- more crafty than your words which only offend.
Five cent'ries have taken this man whose verse,
Was born from feeling, heart, those things you lack,
For heart and sadness are what made
the curse,And of this you know naught, so why talk back?
You ask for a challenge, I can't accept
For this would be wasted on you, so weak,
Cowards are no match, as they are inept,
Unfit to know when a true heart doth speak.
Ah! Coward, there are few who write, 'tis true,
So few who write, as badly as you.
Fun times this weekend...the junky + bf, little becs, K and his J and of course..moi...went to check out the battle of the kickball bands at White Orchid on Saturday..the bands were all interesting to say the least....Shitt Hott of course rocked the house...but another favourite of mine was also Shawn Jurek & Team Power...check them out around the city if you get a chance...and i think Shawn Jurek is also a solo performer so do check him out....he is fantabulous...
saturday night we head out to a caribbean restaurant and I had fabulous ackee and saltfish...mmm i've been craving it so long....then we head out to a pub to get our st. patty's day celebrations on! don't ask me why there was a moosehead in the bar... 
apparently shrek also comes out to visit on St. Patty's Day... 
sunday the weather finally started to clear up and i headed out to the empire state building....then hit up a Sex in the City Tour with A in the afternoon....followed by a broadway play Avenue Q...and late-night chinese food in China Town...fun-filled eh?
recognize that last picture? yep....that's us sitting on Carrie Bradshaw's stoop...smoking ourselves some marlies....mmmm....
