Monday, May 29, 2006

Strike ONE

Today sucked.

Toronto commuters awoke to a "surprise" transit strike.

As in: "Surprise! You have 10 minutes to figure out how you're getting your ass to work!!!" 3...2..1.. GO!"

Ironically, it's Bike Week in Toronto. Lots of people rode past me. I thought of Steakbellie for a couple moments, his wistful energetic cyclist haikus taunting me. I thumbed a ride with a stranger, wondering for the first 3 minutes if getting to work was worth losing my life. Turns out the dude was trying to freak me out on purpose, for his own amusement. I let it slide because he was doing me a huge favour, so he might as well reap a simple reward that doesn't involve holding me at knifepoint.

I felt kinda bohemian, thumbing a lift to work. I've never done that before. And I made record time. Sadly, it's definitely the better way.

Wednesday, May 3, 2006

Best car song ever (age 5 and under category)

When I was 9 years old, my brother was 4.
He made up the coolest songs when we went on long road trips.
His best ever (sung to the tune of "Ring My Bell" by Anita Ward):

You can make a dooooo - beeeeee car
you can make a doobie car!
you can make a doobie car!

(repeat chorus until parents start yelling)

Now he has a 4-year old daughter who loves to make up her own songs.
But she sings them in french, which is way too fucking cute.