I.E.C.B.M.(O.V.V.) Part 3: I Used To Think You’re Crazy, But Now I Can Clearly See Your Nuts

This is one of the more weird observations of the crazy, crazy universe we call home that I’ve had in a while. It all started at our house warming party in the summer this year. Mike and Carita gave us a gift for the yard. It was a (seemingly) harmless little statue of a wiener dog holding a lantern in its mouth.

Is Everyone Crazy But Me (or Vice Versa)? Part 2: Do Your Friggin’ Job, That’s What You Get Paid For

Alright, I’m aware of the irony in posting an article about “doing your friggin’ job” from my work PC, but I have time right now, so it’s gonna get done. Besides, this particular article isn’t about slacking and not doing your job, it’s about doing your job poorly (which I don’t).

Ok, here is the first offender. I took a picture of this while walking down Strandherd. This is a sign advertising custom built homes in Barrhaven.

Is Everyone Crazy But Me (or Vice Versa)? Part 1: TV, I Thought I Knew Ye

Some days are more eventful than others. One day, it’s ‘get up, go to work, come home, go to bed’. The next day, the world shoves something so absurd in your face that you have to take a picture. Although I wasn’t able to get a picture of that dog fighting a grizzly on Fallowfield, there are a few that I caught. First up, “TV, I thought I knew ye”: