To whom it may concern

Don’t forget. I’ve got bionic hearing.

Hey you beauty cats.

Well, another day, another dollar. I’m not sure about you folks, but I am absolutely knackered. Thank goodness it’s Friday. And a long weekend at that!

It’s Thanksgiving up here in the Great White North (GWN) which means that over the next three days there will be an extra serving of turkey on dinner plates across the country.

For us (quasi) veggiephiles, Thanksgiving is the perfect excuse to go double duty (or just completely bonkers) on the multitude of multi-coloured tubers and gourmet gourds, so readily available around this time of year.

And goodness knows I plan on eating myself into a sweet potato stupor come Monday, mid-afternoon. Airing on the side of caution, if one of you could check in sometime Tuesday morning just to make sure my glucose levels have returned to normal I would really, really appreciate it.

(If I don’t respond, please contact that appropriate authorities.)

One million thank yous!

In the meantime, let’s get started on this Friday’s Fry-Up.

Hair today, gone tomorrow

Guess what I did?

Check out MAH NEW HAIR!

As a treat to myself for my success at the half-marathon last weekend I got it cut and dyed professionally.

Professionally! For the first time ever!

I’VE MADE IT TO THE BIG TIME MOM!

Meep.

As you may remember from my post last March, all previous attempts at colouring my hair had been self-initiated (with varying levels of success.)

The lows were, erm, very low.

So, I vowed I would never again colour it again with dye from box. I’ve done my time wearing Dexter gloves and ruining M’s t-shirts.

And may I just say, I LOVE the results.

I’m digging the bangs, I’m digging the colour, and my ends no longer look like I stuck my finger into wall socket.

I also totally cracked up when why stylist told me, “You look like Jesse Pinkman’s dead girlfriend.”

Oh I certainly do.

Only, you know, less addicted to heroin and making much better life choices.

I am, after all, a role model.

Next!

Weirdos, weirdos, everywhere

I recently started watching Freaks and Geeks on Netflix. It’s pretty freaking awesome (no pun intended.)

Bill is hands down my favourite character. I just know that if I was fourteen years old I would be head over heels in love with him.

Check out his fancy moves:

I have to say I like the “Geeks” story-line much more than I like that of the “Freaks”. There is only so much James Franco I can take. And I just not that big a fan of Lindsay and her freak-chic slumming ways.

Is that harsh?

Eh, whatevs.

On the other hand, the trio of Neal, Bill, and Sam is just perfection.

I certainly wasn’t the coolest ice cube in the high school tray (my penchant for the musings of long dead Russian communists and nihilistic German misogynists didn’t exactly ingratiate me to a ton of suitors) but even though I wasn’t exactly on the same level as these three nerdos, I sympathize with them entirely.

The brilliance of their friendship warms my heart like mad.

It almost, almost makes me yearn for the days of braces and topical acne gel.

ALMOST.

Onwards!

Bradbury, you evil genius

Given that I’ve been keeping up an intense reading regimen, I’ve been reading a ton of Bradbury.

Just today I finished The Illustrated Man.

All I can say is: HOW CAN SOMEONE WRITE SO WELL ALL THE TIME!? HOW?

How could this man describe things in such unimaginably beautiful ways – describe all things in such heart-stoppingly fantastical language – in a manner that never, ever gets tiring.

In a manner that is never, ever trite.

It is never too flowery, it is never overkill.

It is always perfect.

His words tie my stomach in knots, they bring tears to my eyes; they make me think. They make me fear. They make me nervous for – I don’t know what.

They make me question my life, question my writing; they make me want to be a better writer.

They make me want.

“They moved down the echoing throats of the castle, level after dim green level, down into mustiness and decay and spiders and dreamlike webbing.”

And so I dream.

I dream of this webbing.

I dream of the stars.

27 thoughts on “Don’t forget. I’ve got bionic hearing.

  1. 1. Awesome hairdo–looks supahfly!
    2. My friends and I are convinced that James Franco is the devil.
    3. I read Bradbury’s short story All Summer in a Day in sixth grade and it was one of the saddest things I’ve ever been exposed to. I am never so in awe/miserable as when I read his work.

    1. 1. Thanks you so much! 2. This made me lol hard. His quite the polarizing figure! I personally can’t stand the guy. 3. I KNOW right!? The man has a way of just shattering my soul. I will never, ever get over what a talent he truly was.

  2. Wishing you and M a very happy and wonderful Thanksgiving!! Sounds like you guys are celebrating properly.
    And the hair!!! Lovely, stunning, chic, and edgy! Love, love, love.
    The reading, heck yes! It really is beautiful prose, flowing and weeving. I’m going to have to get my hands on this goodness, the taste of it was not enough!
    Have a lovely, long weekend, my friend!!

  3. OMG your hair. Love it…..Lol @ the Jesse Pinkman comment.
    So glad you’ve gotten on the F&G train. The bionic woman=funniest TV moment ever? And Sam Weir is the best TV character ever, maybe. Well, him and Jesse Pinkman. Also: there need to be better female characters on TV?

    PS-love your previous post. Need to get back to writing. And blogging! Gah. Have the best Thanksgiving <3

    1. Better characters – YES. This is a truth. Glad you like the hair! I like it too :) And thank you re: the previous post.

      I hope you had a fab time on the island! Let’s get together this week if we can.
      xx

    1. Thank you! That’s one of the first things I noticed too. When I wear my contacts my eyes look super green.

      Getting compliments on my clothing from you makes me feel FANTASTIC. Like I’ve done good!
      xx

      1. You have done good!
        But then you usually do…or at least you don’t put anything on the blog that is horrid. :)
        Cheers,
        Laura
        xx

  4. sigh. yes, the hair (‘n dres) look smashing. really. i plan on getting “back” to reading before i die! (i betterhurrree).
    and i’m testing to see if the “new” gravitar has taken hold and shows up ’cause i strongly sus/ex/pect the previous (izzit there?! still?!) is scary.

    1. seeeeriously (and this is from your grandfather): smashing, and stunning.
      hmmm. yer married. i’ll not direct my son (also happily engaged (ask me about his-&-her 1st date (they got into a fight, he gave her a bloody nose. it was hockey, fer krisssake!))) anytime soon.

  5. LOVE your hair, woman!! It’s adorable.

    As far as reading, alas, I couldn’t find my Catch-22 and have instead settled on Gone with the Wind. Hoping I find it more interesting than the movie.

    1. Thank you! ZOMG – do you need me to express post my Catch-22 out your way? Love that book. (Also, if we were city writer buds than I could just pop over with the copy, bah!) I’ve never read GWTW – let me know how it is.

      1. You’re terribly sweet, my dear, but I think my Catch-22 is still hiding in the closet from when we moved…there’s still an entire suitcase full of books that are just chilling in the office because we have no bookcase for them yet!

        And, surprisingly, GWTW is lovely…Margaret Mitchell used to be a journalist, and I love her news pieces and the book rather reads like that. I’ll let you know more when I’m finished. :)

  6. Your hair is adorable. It suits you :)

    I love Freaks and Geeks. I think I was one of the 22 original viewers. It takes place exactly when I went to high school. I was a Freak.i love everyone in the show (including James Franco— sorry). My favorite character,though, may be the father. Joe Flaherty is the goods!

    Happy Thanksgiving. We, here in the US will be celebrating Columbus Day. With a lot of white sales. I’d much rather be eating turkey!

    1. Thanks!!

      Glad to find another G&Fs fan around these parts. And hey – no need to apologize! I am a no judgerpants :) I too love the dad. Mr. Flaherty really came into his own as the season progresses (there are parts where I was literally crying from laughter.)

      One question – what are white sales?

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