The other morning I woke up and found the cats had opened the cupboard and dragged their bag of food out. This has happened a couple times before, but this time I was amazed. They literally got the bag out and dragged it at least six feet away, then chewed a hole big enough to fit their heads through, all without tipping it over. The other thing I couldn’t understand was why they didn’t eat the kibbles that spilled out during the dragging process. There was a sparse trail showing the path they took, but none of them touched any of those.
I’m thinking Tabbouleh was the mastermind. Although we all know Kanika is the queen of cupboard cat burgling.
As I mentioned earlier, I recorded some of Roan eating his birthday breakfast this morning. In this clip you hear: where the idea for this image came from, Roan’s birthday plans along with his discovery that it’s a long weekend, what happened to the shirt he originally planned to wear today, Holly complaining about people spelling Niagara wrong, me misunderstanding Roan about his xbox he has at his dad’s (didn’t realize that until just now), my recommendation that Gage and Roan play through Lego Star Wars II, and several of my bad jokes.
My favourite part of the video is definitely when I ask Roan if he just wiped his peanut butter hands all over his pants and he answers “No!… A little bit, but…”.
And here is the picture I took of Roan with peanut butter Joker lips, so I could show him how messy he was. I love how he felt it was necessary to throw up the peace signs even though I was just trying to get a picture of his mouth.
Apparently they were out of stork cakes, or perhaps that belief is antiquated. Either way, Lisa (my brother’s lovely girlfriend and tiny Cobra co-creator) ended up with this tasty treat at her non-gender-specific (if the icing colours didn’t give it away) baby shower on Saturday.
Although I see the humour in something so graphic, I doubt some of the older generations had the same reaction, and I don’t think I’d want to eat anything out of the first quadrant of this cake. Still, it must have taken someone an awful lot of time and talent.
My mum sent me this photo, and it made me realize two things:
*Titling this post gave me an idea for t-shirts for the parents-to-be. Now I need to do some research.
Tonight Holly and I went to Chatter’s (a local Greek place) for dinner, beers, and my new favourite food (pictured above and below) – Saganaki!
The first time I had it was last year, at some place in Vancouver. Jeff took me there, and we had beers on the patio. I was hungry but didn’t see anything I recognized on the meny. Jeff knew I love cheese, so he suggested the Saganaki. It’s a piece of cheese (not sure what type, but it’s unreal) in an iron skillet, that they pour brandy over after frying it, then light it on fire (above) and squeeze lemon all over. It’s served with pita bread, and after 4 or 5 times of eating it I think it’s surpassed pizza and tacos.
Holly says it looks ugly, but I don’t care. It’s so delicious all I see is beauty. If you’ve never had it, you should try it. If you like cheese at all, I guarantee you will love it. And if you don’t, just bring it to me. I’ll eat it.
I’m on a fortune streak!
We went to the Mandarin for Gage’s birthday Sunday evening. As usual I over ate, and couldn’t even fit my fortune cookie in my belly. Holly gathered them all up and put them in her purse. Yesterday she gave me one before work, and it was good news (whether you add ” – in bed.” or not!). Then this morning I stole one out of her purse before she left.
I’ve always sort of had this feeling, but it’s good to know it’s completely unambiguous.
This weekend we celebrated the Cobra Calendar’s completion with cake, cake, and cake.
First up was Friday night’s cake courtesy of Subs Plus, commissioned by Holly. It was a Star Trek cake (in case you didn’t figure that out, or you read faster than your browser can load images) complete with a scaled down Enterprise with working lights! and strawberry filling! It was a huge cake and there was tons left over since Holly’s entire family bailed at the last minute.
Then Sunday we went to my parent’s house for BBQ and two more cakes! There was a spice cake (above) for everyone who was too afraid of the awesomeness that is my annual cheesecake (below).
Not surprisingly, when I stepped on my mum’s scale I am now almost 20 pounds heavier than I was at this time last year. It’s time to get serious-er about the gym I think.
I miss my bike.
My mum came and took me to Cora’s for breakfast today, then I convinced her to walk over to the Humane Society adoption center in the Niagara Square. There was a beautiful tortie in a cage near the counter, so I asked if it was a “terrible-tortie” and that’s why it was caged. The woman said she had been hit by a car, and is still recovering from surgeries. She’s up for adoption around the end of the month, but needs a home without other cats or children to ensure a safe recovery.
There was another tortie, but it’s one that’s been there a while and has a bad ‘tude. One day when I was petting her she turned around and scratched the hell out of me and hissed for no reason. I asked if they were the only two torties, and the girls behind the counter said yes.
Then I look down and see this gorgeous girl staring up at me. She was so soft and a bit of a fatso – I fell in love right away. I wanted to adopt her right there, but then the girls informed me that she hates other cats. Probably a result of being over 12 years old and recently losing her owner. I wish I could have brought her home, but I’m guessing she would prefer a more laid back environment.
I also saw a boy cat that had a very Captain like face. He was sleeping in a little hiding spot, but came out for me and was loving my pets. The one girl said she was surprised as that cat hasn’t warmed up to anyone yet. I figured out that he saw my Captain tattoo, thought it was a mirror, then realized I’m just really cool and wanted to be my friend.
I miss Captain so much. I wish she could come hang with us.
This weekend I ate so much I’m pretty sure I eliminated any progress that may have been made during our trips to the Y last week. Friday night, Holly and I went out for Sushi, then I went and picked up Jon from the GO train. We came back here and played the God of War 3 demo, then some zombies, and finally some Bioshock2. Then Jon made me eat pizza.
The next morning Holly made us brownies, and muffins, and shared some of her raspberry macaroons with us. Most of the afternoon was spent playing Bioshock2 and some UFC Undisputed, then we decided to go for Indian buffet. I ate so many pakoras, and homemade cheese it was unreal. Then right after that, we drove all the way to St Catharines for Marble Slab. Later that night, Jon and I busted out the leftover muffins and brownies and did even more damage to our guts.
The next morning I woke up with a major tummy ache, dying to smoke some pot. We rolled up a huge blunt using some enormous cigars the Dude gave me, and I tried to harvest Adam from dead splicers while we smoked it. I nibbled all day at the leftovers from the previous days, and then when the boys came home we decided to go to the Mandarin. I ate a shit load of sushi rolls, some pizza, spring rolls, some rice, and lots of garlic broccoli! Then I topped it all off with a gigantic plate of dessert, which consisted of: cheesecake (covered in strawberry sauce), a waffle covered in bananas and strawberries, a sugar puff, and of course a fortune cookie.
Today I plan to eat nothing until after we go to the Y. Instead, I plan to hang out with the Roanster all day since he’s off for March break, maybe finish Bioshock2 (since it’s now two days late!!), and possibly model some more of James’ house – although I’m still waiting to hear back from him about what I’ve done so far.
Above is a rendering I did of one of my robots, using no light source other than what he emits. It looks pretty cool in my opinion, and it inspired me to try the same thing with some other robots.
I like the look of these. I think I will turn them into desktop / PS3 backgrounds. I also think I will stop modeling robots now. I love doing it, but there is no point. It’s all wasted time, and I gain nothing from it. I really enjoy having a creative outlet, but work is more important and I’m the only one who thinks any of these images are cool.
I might post one or two more robots here that I have already made – just haven’t posted, but that will be it for Robots, and the whole Angry Art portion of this blog.
It’s come to my attention recently that I waste too much time on things that don’t matter, and I agree. The Sketchup stuff, my bad habits, video games, and this blog all take away from time I could be working. I love all these things, but none of them help me get anywhere, so it’s time to start eliminating them. First the art – that’s going to be easy, then the blog. The two big ones I’ll deal with last.
Last night, Holly and I went to have dinner and drinks with her friend Paul. They decided to take me to the Falls and Firkin, in the Fallsview Casino. I’d never been before, but it was good. I had some crazy garlic bread, and an awesome veggie burger covered in mushrooms.
After dinner I took some pictures of the fountain they have there. It’s so cool looking, but seems really out of place at a casino. It totally looks like something you’d find in the engineering deck of the Enterprise, rather than amongst diaper wearing alcoholic grandparents and chain-smoking Asians.
I also saw a sign I had to take a picture of:
I haven’t seen these signs anywhere else in the falls, so I have to wonder what it is that makes ice fall from the sky at the casino. I realize it’s in close proximity to the actual falls, but I don’t see the Hotel across the street instilling fear in it’s patrons with promises of cold clear death from above.
One might think they’re just being overly cautious, but I think a better investment might have been a sign that says: Warning, ex-UFC fighters may flip out and beat people with hammers, then drive their pick-up truck through our front doors.
Roan was just here for lunch, because he isn’t supposed to eat any hard foods, and we didn’t have any soft foods to send with him to school. I planned to make him animal-shaped-pasta-in-a-can, but when he got here he had two soggy slices of cheese pizza. I suggested he just eat those, since clearly they weren’t very “hard”, and I made myself some cheese and crackers.
I asked about the girl he has a crush on (her name is Victoria), and what she thought of his tooth. He said she thought it was gross and told him to get it away from her then ran away. I asked if he was going to leave it here at home now, since everyone got to see it, and he said he might as well. He put it on the table and told me to make sure if anyone came over, I show it to them. I promised I would, then asked what time lunch started. His response – “5 minutes ago.”. I looked at the clock and noticed it was 1:24, so I asked “Okay, but what time was it then?”. “One o’clock”, he said. I then asked “And what time does lunch end?”. First he said he didn’t know, then he thought about it and said “Well, lunch + outside = 2 o’clock”.
So this has me thinking of a new product idea. A clock with pictures, that a parent can customize their arrangement. So instead of numbers, it would have a sun in the 7:30am spot, then a cereal bowl at 7:45am, a toothbrush at 8am, a school bus at 8:30, and so on… I have no idea how you would do it, or if it would be counter productive to learning to actually tell time, but if someone wants to find all that out, then make it and give me credit, I’m okay with that. I’ll even show you Roan’s tooth.
Also, F.Y.I. – those aren’t “peace signs” we’re throwing up, those are pizza signs.
We love pizza.