It is about 2 hours until midnight. Another year in my tumultuous life is nearly over.
I spent a few hours today trying to dig myself out of the driveway following Sunday's storm. Pretty much succeeded when Patricia called to tell me that she had been excused from work a little early and could I pick her up. We agreed to meet at the Sobeys at Mumford.
Patricia spent more than a hundred bucks today on groceries. Very few munchies. Drat.
I hadn't been feeling well all day, so I took a long nap after we got back home, around 4:30. I slept for the better part of 3 hours. I woke up in time to hear As It Happens on CBC radio as they discussed the highlights of music in 2012. I was fascinated by the Malawi Mouse Boys. They were quite literally discovered by a record exec who was driving down the road one day in Malawi and heard these guys. They're called Mouse Boys because they make a meagre living selling mouse testicles, which are a delicacy to some people in some parts of the world. Not here.
Let me stress that: Not here!
I thought I would close out 2012 by embedding one of their videos, of which there are several on youtube. I quite like these guys and hope they make enough money from this gig so that they no longer have to sell mouse testicles to people who want to buy them, who don't live around here.
I hope you get a flavour for what these fellas are like.
See you in 2012!
Bevboy
Monday, December 31, 2012
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Post 2214 - Sunday
The storm hit us over night. I have stayed in all day to avoid the
elements. Tomorrow I will have no choice but to shovel the driveway
out. Patricia plans to take the bus tomorrow.
It will be the last day of 2012 tomorrow. At least here it will be. Maybe in your neck of the woods, it won't be. I promised Patricia that I would make dinner for us on Monday. We plan to stay in tomorrow night while others go out and freeze their asses off at the Grand Parade and bring in the new year.
Slept in this morning. Took a long, long nap this afternoon. It's a great way to use up the last few days of my vacation. I return to work on Wednesday the 2nd.
What else is going on? Patricia keeps finding Christmas presents for me. She buys them through the year and stashes them away. From time to time, she forgets about one. I am just grateful that she doesn't buy me anything edible.
I decided to freecycle one of my digital cameras today. It is a pentax thing that guzzles batteries like they're going out of style. I use rechargeables, but the new owner will have to buy the best quality ones he can. I can't wait to be rid of it. The camera has been more trouble than it was worth.
Newbie has been surprisingly standoffish today. He will get close to me and then run off and play with Cindy. I am the Puff the Magic Dragon to his little Jackie Paper when the latter stopped playing with the former and discovered girls. Or died. Nobody is sure.
I guess I will retreat into my cave and cease my fearless roar. Sniff!
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
It will be the last day of 2012 tomorrow. At least here it will be. Maybe in your neck of the woods, it won't be. I promised Patricia that I would make dinner for us on Monday. We plan to stay in tomorrow night while others go out and freeze their asses off at the Grand Parade and bring in the new year.
Slept in this morning. Took a long, long nap this afternoon. It's a great way to use up the last few days of my vacation. I return to work on Wednesday the 2nd.
What else is going on? Patricia keeps finding Christmas presents for me. She buys them through the year and stashes them away. From time to time, she forgets about one. I am just grateful that she doesn't buy me anything edible.
I decided to freecycle one of my digital cameras today. It is a pentax thing that guzzles batteries like they're going out of style. I use rechargeables, but the new owner will have to buy the best quality ones he can. I can't wait to be rid of it. The camera has been more trouble than it was worth.
Newbie has been surprisingly standoffish today. He will get close to me and then run off and play with Cindy. I am the Puff the Magic Dragon to his little Jackie Paper when the latter stopped playing with the former and discovered girls. Or died. Nobody is sure.
I guess I will retreat into my cave and cease my fearless roar. Sniff!
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Post 2213 - Beating The Storm
I am back in the city, in an effort to beat the impending Nor'Easter that is supposed to hit us over night and during Sunday. My car is in my driveway, safely off the street, which must disappoint the parking Nazi's who delight in ticketing and towing away vehicles they feel are in the way of snow removal.
Believe it or not, there are folks in Halifax who do not have a parking space with their homes. They live in an older part of town that pre-dated cars, so they have to park in front of their homes if there is a space available, and make other arrangements if there isn't. My friend Dawn Sloane has a newer home, but no drive way, so when the weather is el crappy, she and her neighbours who are in a similar plight all have to park some place away from their homes.
I am grateful that my driveway will accommodate my car and Patricia's. My neighbour next door has like 3 vehicles, and the configuration they have to go through to fit all vehicles in a driveway like mine makes me think they're really good at Tetris. Maybe they're not, but they are giving me the opposite impression.
I took quite a bit of stuff to my Mom's last week. I could have sworn that I was bring back less stuff, but in fact it was quite a bit more. My sister gave Mom and me some baked goodies. My other sister crocheted a quilt or blanket or something that goes on a bed.
Before I left this afternoon, I had coffee with an old friend this morning. His name is Reg, and we go way back. We met when we were 4 years old. We have fallen out of touch in recent years, and it is my fault. The fact that when I am up that I am busy beyond measure with doing stuff for my mother is a poor excuse for my behaviour. I promise to do a much, much better job of keeping in touch with him in 2013. Maybe he will even go back to reading my blog again.
When I got back this afternoon, I gave Patricia her presents. She got a gift card from my mother, and I gave her a gift card from a place called David's Teas, a place where women hang out and drink stuff whilst holding a pinky up in the air in a dainty fashion. I also gave her a few dvd's, some good rechargeable batteries, and a pretty cool speaker for her computer that is smaller than a fart, but produces a huge sound, pretty much as loud as a wet fart exclaimed during mass. And I'm not Catholic, just imagining what that would be like. Her puter only has one speaker, and a poor one at that. That's all over with this tiny speaker.
Patricia's main present for me, which nearly made me cry with delight, is Eaton's "History of Kings County". It is the seminal book detailing the, um, history of King's County, Nova Scotia, where I am from. Been browsing through it in the last few minutes, and I feel all tingly inside. I have only wanted this book for 15 years or so. Patricia managed to find a copy in very good condition of this long out-of-print book at a price that didn't break her bank. A first edition can go for hundreds of dollars. This is not a first edition. Who cares? I just want the information inside this excellent book.
Now I am trying to find a copy of "The Devil's Half-Acre", another out-of-print book, this one about the history of Kentville, the "shiretown" of King's County. That town is known as the county seat, which is what "shiretown" means, in case you were wondering. My main memory of Kentville is an unpleasant one, since I spent 3 years attending junior high there in the last 1970's, getting my ass kicked by boys and girls alike, and being hated by my gym teacher. You can read all about that in the "year in review" series from earlier this year. This is over two hundred posts ago. Hard to believe, as it seems I just wrote that series a week or so ago.
I have a core interest in local history. I don't get tired of reading about it. Even my high school history teachers could not drive me away from this interest, even though they tried really hard to do so. I have always wondered why history teachers seem to have a dry as chalk delivery style. Is that the way the universities pump them out? Or am I over analysing this?
It has been a long day. And I didn't have a nap this afternoon. You can just imagine how pooped I am. It is time to settle in for a long Winter's nap. Where is my cap, anyway?
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Believe it or not, there are folks in Halifax who do not have a parking space with their homes. They live in an older part of town that pre-dated cars, so they have to park in front of their homes if there is a space available, and make other arrangements if there isn't. My friend Dawn Sloane has a newer home, but no drive way, so when the weather is el crappy, she and her neighbours who are in a similar plight all have to park some place away from their homes.
I am grateful that my driveway will accommodate my car and Patricia's. My neighbour next door has like 3 vehicles, and the configuration they have to go through to fit all vehicles in a driveway like mine makes me think they're really good at Tetris. Maybe they're not, but they are giving me the opposite impression.
I took quite a bit of stuff to my Mom's last week. I could have sworn that I was bring back less stuff, but in fact it was quite a bit more. My sister gave Mom and me some baked goodies. My other sister crocheted a quilt or blanket or something that goes on a bed.
Before I left this afternoon, I had coffee with an old friend this morning. His name is Reg, and we go way back. We met when we were 4 years old. We have fallen out of touch in recent years, and it is my fault. The fact that when I am up that I am busy beyond measure with doing stuff for my mother is a poor excuse for my behaviour. I promise to do a much, much better job of keeping in touch with him in 2013. Maybe he will even go back to reading my blog again.
When I got back this afternoon, I gave Patricia her presents. She got a gift card from my mother, and I gave her a gift card from a place called David's Teas, a place where women hang out and drink stuff whilst holding a pinky up in the air in a dainty fashion. I also gave her a few dvd's, some good rechargeable batteries, and a pretty cool speaker for her computer that is smaller than a fart, but produces a huge sound, pretty much as loud as a wet fart exclaimed during mass. And I'm not Catholic, just imagining what that would be like. Her puter only has one speaker, and a poor one at that. That's all over with this tiny speaker.
Patricia's main present for me, which nearly made me cry with delight, is Eaton's "History of Kings County". It is the seminal book detailing the, um, history of King's County, Nova Scotia, where I am from. Been browsing through it in the last few minutes, and I feel all tingly inside. I have only wanted this book for 15 years or so. Patricia managed to find a copy in very good condition of this long out-of-print book at a price that didn't break her bank. A first edition can go for hundreds of dollars. This is not a first edition. Who cares? I just want the information inside this excellent book.
Now I am trying to find a copy of "The Devil's Half-Acre", another out-of-print book, this one about the history of Kentville, the "shiretown" of King's County. That town is known as the county seat, which is what "shiretown" means, in case you were wondering. My main memory of Kentville is an unpleasant one, since I spent 3 years attending junior high there in the last 1970's, getting my ass kicked by boys and girls alike, and being hated by my gym teacher. You can read all about that in the "year in review" series from earlier this year. This is over two hundred posts ago. Hard to believe, as it seems I just wrote that series a week or so ago.
I have a core interest in local history. I don't get tired of reading about it. Even my high school history teachers could not drive me away from this interest, even though they tried really hard to do so. I have always wondered why history teachers seem to have a dry as chalk delivery style. Is that the way the universities pump them out? Or am I over analysing this?
It has been a long day. And I didn't have a nap this afternoon. You can just imagine how pooped I am. It is time to settle in for a long Winter's nap. Where is my cap, anyway?
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Friday, December 28, 2012
Post 2212 - Last Night
Feeling much better today. Plan is to return to the city Saturday afternoon. Want to avoid the alleged big storm that's a-comin'.
I do miss digital cable. And internet.
Next post will be from Hali.
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Thursday, December 27, 2012
Post 2211 - A Question
Feeling a bit better today. Still sleeping a lot. Throat still ticklish. Still staying at my mother's until at least Saturday.
Took advantage of some Boxing Week sales today. Picked up a 750gb external hard drive for 60 dollars and a couple 16gb thumb drives for 8 dollars each. I realize that some folks reading this get their thumb drives for free when they attend training sessions. Lucky them.
Been a long day and Newbie is nudging me to turn in. There's an old-fashioned Winter storm out there and it's a good night to sleep in tomorrow.
So I will.
See you tomorrow.
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Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Post 2210 - Ahhh!
Feeling better today. Still sleeping a lot.
Not as much as Newbie, though.
Yawn!
See you tomorrow.
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Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Post 2209 - A Jim Shooter Christmas Wish
You may recall that I became a fan of Jim Shooter's blog last year. He wrote tell-all posts about his years as editor-in-chief of Marvel Comics.
I'd always heard about the people Jim had fired, who nearly to a person hated him. They would go on and on about how they had been aggrieved. Jim Shooter seldom said anything until he began his blog, at which time he refuted much of what these people had said.
I was inclined to take Jim's side if only because people are seldom fired "in the real world" unless there is justification for it. Too many I's to dot. Too many T's to cross. I didn't realize that at the time because I had not yet had the experience of working in an office environment. Instead, I took their word for everything. Probably a mistake, because nobody who's canned has anything nice to say about the "canner".
Jim abruptly stopped blogging at the end of March, which has been a big disappointment to me. I hope he resumes the blog again. I miss it a great deal.
Here is where you can find it.
www.jimshooter.com
Anyway, Jim sent out a blanket email yesterday, representing his first "casual" writing in months and months. Thought you'd like to see it.
Dear Bev,
To anyone reading this and all ships at sea,
Merry Christmas or happy whichever holiday(s) may apply.
Thanks for the mostly kind attention and support you graciously gave me back when I had time to blog. And, thank you to the justifiably cranky folks who chimed in when the occasion called for it.
Blogging was fun and I'll do it again someday if I can ever get my ducks lined up.
The Year of Storms is almost over. May next year bring comfort and joy for all.
Whatever your conception of the gestalt of existence, I mean this sincerely, to each in his or her own way: God bless us every one.
Be well,
Jim Shooter
PS. JayJay here. I'd like to add my holiday wishes to you and thank you very much for everything.
Bevboy again. He stated it so well. God bless us every one.
See you tomorrow.
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I'd always heard about the people Jim had fired, who nearly to a person hated him. They would go on and on about how they had been aggrieved. Jim Shooter seldom said anything until he began his blog, at which time he refuted much of what these people had said.
I was inclined to take Jim's side if only because people are seldom fired "in the real world" unless there is justification for it. Too many I's to dot. Too many T's to cross. I didn't realize that at the time because I had not yet had the experience of working in an office environment. Instead, I took their word for everything. Probably a mistake, because nobody who's canned has anything nice to say about the "canner".
Jim abruptly stopped blogging at the end of March, which has been a big disappointment to me. I hope he resumes the blog again. I miss it a great deal.
Here is where you can find it.
www.jimshooter.com
Anyway, Jim sent out a blanket email yesterday, representing his first "casual" writing in months and months. Thought you'd like to see it.
Dear Bev,
To anyone reading this and all ships at sea,
Merry Christmas or happy whichever holiday(s) may apply.
Thanks for the mostly kind attention and support you graciously gave me back when I had time to blog. And, thank you to the justifiably cranky folks who chimed in when the occasion called for it.
Blogging was fun and I'll do it again someday if I can ever get my ducks lined up.
The Year of Storms is almost over. May next year bring comfort and joy for all.
Whatever your conception of the gestalt of existence, I mean this sincerely, to each in his or her own way: God bless us every one.
Be well,
Jim Shooter
PS. JayJay here. I'd like to add my holiday wishes to you and thank you very much for everything.
Bevboy again. He stated it so well. God bless us every one.
See you tomorrow.
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Post 2208 - Merry Christmas
Usually, my Christmas posts are retrospective, reflecting my views on life and how I walk through it. But not this year. I'm too sick! I may be able to write it tomorrow.
The cold came over me on Monday. It was a tiresome drag to do much of anything. Taking Mom shopping on Monday took a lot out of me. I just wanted to sleep, so I snoozed most of the afternoon.
Turned in fairly early Monday evening. Slept well. Got up shortly before my sister arrived to open our prezzies.
We're at the point in our lives where material possessions do not have the cache they once had. So I was glad to get a couple gift cards and a quilt and a few other things I can actually use.
Late in the morning I needed to take a nap, so I did. Now, at about 2:40pm, having eaten our Christmas dinner (with mega leftovers) I am in another state of repose.
I will take it easy for the next couple of days before I return to the city.
Yawn!
See you tomorrow.
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The cold came over me on Monday. It was a tiresome drag to do much of anything. Taking Mom shopping on Monday took a lot out of me. I just wanted to sleep, so I snoozed most of the afternoon.
Turned in fairly early Monday evening. Slept well. Got up shortly before my sister arrived to open our prezzies.
We're at the point in our lives where material possessions do not have the cache they once had. So I was glad to get a couple gift cards and a quilt and a few other things I can actually use.
Late in the morning I needed to take a nap, so I did. Now, at about 2:40pm, having eaten our Christmas dinner (with mega leftovers) I am in another state of repose.
I will take it easy for the next couple of days before I return to the city.
Yawn!
See you tomorrow.
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Monday, December 24, 2012
Post 2207 - Seepy Time
We had lunch at the Old Gummer's restaurant. The median age of its patrons is about 92. Oxygen is on the menu. You can't order anything spicier than a bread stick. You know places like that.
The coffee was good. Nice and hot. The service was slow. Had to ask for our water, twice.
Whatever.
We got back to the house around 12:30. I decided to have a nap. After all, I'd been up for 5 hours. Didn't wake up until my sister Gayle arrived.
We are about to have a dinner of Mom's world-famous fish cakes. I've never had better fish cakes in my life. Patricia's are equally as good. No restaurant can touch them. Looking forward to them.
Tonight I will make that dip. I will help out around the "hoce". And Newbie and I will settle in for a long Winter's nap?
How many of you are reading this today, December 24, 2012? Let me know. I'm curious.
See you tomorrow.
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Sunday, December 23, 2012
Post 2206 - Valley Time
This post is being written at my mother's in the Annapolis Valley. I arrived here this afternoon around 4. I will remain here until Thursday, Friday if the weather sucks.
I have spent time this evening washing her dishes and helping her prepare her world-famous fish cakes. It is now 10:30. I should turn in soon.
Mom and I will get up and head out to New Minas around 8:30 tomorrow morning. Last minute food purchases mostly.
I haven't heard too much from my 4.7 fans lately. I'm wondering what your holiday plans and traditions are. Please take a moment to let me know. You can reply to the tweet that announced this post, respond to it via comment on my facebook, or send me an email at radiointerviews AT bevboysblog DOT com.
Looking forward to your responses!!
See you tomorrow.
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I have spent time this evening washing her dishes and helping her prepare her world-famous fish cakes. It is now 10:30. I should turn in soon.
Mom and I will get up and head out to New Minas around 8:30 tomorrow morning. Last minute food purchases mostly.
I haven't heard too much from my 4.7 fans lately. I'm wondering what your holiday plans and traditions are. Please take a moment to let me know. You can reply to the tweet that announced this post, respond to it via comment on my facebook, or send me an email at radiointerviews AT bevboysblog DOT com.
Looking forward to your responses!!
See you tomorrow.
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Saturday, December 22, 2012
Post 2205 - Vacation
I am on vacation from now until January 2, 2013.
I am looking forward to the break. It has been a long year and I feel I have earned a rest. And, besides, I'm pooped after all the Christmas tie running around I did the last few weeks.
Sometime after lunch on Sunday, I will drive to my mother's for a few days, probably returning to the c.i.t.y. on Thursday the 27th.
My mother has already made plans for me. There won't be much time!! We will only have Sunday night and Monday morning to do what has to be done. That will require extra special preparation on Mom's part. She will have to layout where and when we will go. I am certain that my mother will arrange this such that we can get in and out of there in only a few hours.
Because Sunday and Monday will be so exhausting for me, I have taken it easy today. I slept in until quite late, and took a nap this afternoon. Newbie was glommed right on to me, perhaps sensing what will confront me when I get to the Valley tomorrow. I think he worries about me at some level. He worries that he will miss out on a regular meal schedule if something happens to me. How sweet.
I am going to call it a night. It's a night.
Please don't forget to let me know, via a comment to this post, or a comment on my Facebook, or a reply to my tweet, just what you thought of this year's Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza. Feedback is always good to get, even if it is in areas where one can show improvement.
Have a good night. The next blog post will probably come from my mother's.
Bevboy
I am looking forward to the break. It has been a long year and I feel I have earned a rest. And, besides, I'm pooped after all the Christmas tie running around I did the last few weeks.
Sometime after lunch on Sunday, I will drive to my mother's for a few days, probably returning to the c.i.t.y. on Thursday the 27th.
My mother has already made plans for me. There won't be much time!! We will only have Sunday night and Monday morning to do what has to be done. That will require extra special preparation on Mom's part. She will have to layout where and when we will go. I am certain that my mother will arrange this such that we can get in and out of there in only a few hours.
Because Sunday and Monday will be so exhausting for me, I have taken it easy today. I slept in until quite late, and took a nap this afternoon. Newbie was glommed right on to me, perhaps sensing what will confront me when I get to the Valley tomorrow. I think he worries about me at some level. He worries that he will miss out on a regular meal schedule if something happens to me. How sweet.
I am going to call it a night. It's a night.
Please don't forget to let me know, via a comment to this post, or a comment on my Facebook, or a reply to my tweet, just what you thought of this year's Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza. Feedback is always good to get, even if it is in areas where one can show improvement.
Have a good night. The next blog post will probably come from my mother's.
Bevboy
Friday, December 21, 2012
Post 2204 - Christmas Tie 2012, Day Twelve
Ah! Here we are. The end of the line.
This series of pictures was taken earlier this evening at the Tim Horton's in Timberlea, not far from where I live. The original plan for a picture fell through at the last minute. Drat!
We got to the Tim's. I figured I would just get a picture or two of me eating a festive donut. All of a sudden, Patricia started to reach for it out of camera range.
We ran with it. With one hand, Patricia was taking the pictures while I fought her off and prevented her from wresting the donut from my cold, clammy fingers. I would give her no quarter. I would not give up. Sirrenderr is not in my vocabulary. See? I can't even spell the word!
She persisted, head faking me. I dodged and snapped the donut away from her and prepared to stuff it into my gaping maw.
She would have none of it. With her left hand, the one with the engagement ring on it, she reached with all her might. She's so close. So... very... close!
And... scene!
That is it for this year, folks. The Fifth Annual Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza is over. I have had a great deal of fun putting it together. It has often been a challenge, and a few of the ones that took place, nearly didn't. For example, I had a 15 minute window on Monday to get those pictures taken on the ice. There were also short windows of opportunity at the radio stations.
Finding new and different locations to get my picture taken in with yet another Christmas tie, gets harder every year. I am pooped. Done. Spent. And I need to pee. But that can wait until I finish writing this post, dammit.
This has been a team effort. It has been each year, but especially this year. It is incumbent upon me to take a moment to acknowledge and thank the following people:
Tim Horton's, Timberlea. I didn't get the name of the girl, an assistant manager or something, who took some time from her duties to take this evening's pictures.
Steve Rabbat and Natalie at The Metro Deli, Young Street. Best coffee in town. Home of the $2.50 Tuesday breakfast. Check it out. Tell them Bevboy sent you. Yes. They know who I am. Maybe they'll hire me to do commercials for them. I work cheap.
Annalecia Wilson of Oracle Canada. She grabbed a ribbon off the Christmas tree behind us and affixed it somehow to what she was wearing. And she took the time to read that post and to write me back. I hope your gestation period results in a healthy baby. I mean that.
The people at my work who tolerated this activity and sometimes encouraged it.
Kate Milton and Debra Lee Smith from C100. Kate had voice tracked a break to give me time to come in and pose with her. Nice to see both lovely young ladies.
Brad Dryden, Peter Harrison, and Moya Farrell, also from C100. They were playing a long music set, but not so long that they could spare a lot of time. Morning show hosts are hopping from when they go on the air, to when they get off. Thank you for taking a few minutes to let me in studio last week.
Jaclyn Irwin (a.k.a. Jax) from the Bounce. Best hugger in the world. She nearly broke one of my ribs yesterday. But it would have been a good way to go.
Bevgirl of the World Trade and Convention Centre. When I told her that a Blog reader had dared me to get my picture taken at centre ice at the Metro Centre, she pulled some strings and made this happen. She even took the pictures. And, yes, my ass did get cold that morning.
The manager of the King's Palace on Quinpool Road. Really good buffet, folks. You have to go. Most interesting and tasty egg rolls I've ever had. Look like cigar butts, but they're delish!!
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!
So, should I do this again in 2013? After this year's, I don't know if I could top myself or not. I would need lots of encouragement, a groundswell of support, entreaties, to get me to do this again next year.
Also, what was your fave tie picture this year, or fave tie "day", or scene? I would like to know what I did well, and where I can improve for next year, if I decide to do this next year.
I am on vacation starting now until January 2nd, 2013. I will continue to write blog posts throughout the holidays. Fear not, effendi. You will have your Bevboy's Blog posts! I love you too much to stop.
Long, long day. Time for some shuteye.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
This series of pictures was taken earlier this evening at the Tim Horton's in Timberlea, not far from where I live. The original plan for a picture fell through at the last minute. Drat!
We got to the Tim's. I figured I would just get a picture or two of me eating a festive donut. All of a sudden, Patricia started to reach for it out of camera range.
We ran with it. With one hand, Patricia was taking the pictures while I fought her off and prevented her from wresting the donut from my cold, clammy fingers. I would give her no quarter. I would not give up. Sirrenderr is not in my vocabulary. See? I can't even spell the word!
She persisted, head faking me. I dodged and snapped the donut away from her and prepared to stuff it into my gaping maw.
She would have none of it. With her left hand, the one with the engagement ring on it, she reached with all her might. She's so close. So... very... close!
And... scene!
That is it for this year, folks. The Fifth Annual Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza is over. I have had a great deal of fun putting it together. It has often been a challenge, and a few of the ones that took place, nearly didn't. For example, I had a 15 minute window on Monday to get those pictures taken on the ice. There were also short windows of opportunity at the radio stations.
Finding new and different locations to get my picture taken in with yet another Christmas tie, gets harder every year. I am pooped. Done. Spent. And I need to pee. But that can wait until I finish writing this post, dammit.
This has been a team effort. It has been each year, but especially this year. It is incumbent upon me to take a moment to acknowledge and thank the following people:
Tim Horton's, Timberlea. I didn't get the name of the girl, an assistant manager or something, who took some time from her duties to take this evening's pictures.
Steve Rabbat and Natalie at The Metro Deli, Young Street. Best coffee in town. Home of the $2.50 Tuesday breakfast. Check it out. Tell them Bevboy sent you. Yes. They know who I am. Maybe they'll hire me to do commercials for them. I work cheap.
Annalecia Wilson of Oracle Canada. She grabbed a ribbon off the Christmas tree behind us and affixed it somehow to what she was wearing. And she took the time to read that post and to write me back. I hope your gestation period results in a healthy baby. I mean that.
The people at my work who tolerated this activity and sometimes encouraged it.
Kate Milton and Debra Lee Smith from C100. Kate had voice tracked a break to give me time to come in and pose with her. Nice to see both lovely young ladies.
Brad Dryden, Peter Harrison, and Moya Farrell, also from C100. They were playing a long music set, but not so long that they could spare a lot of time. Morning show hosts are hopping from when they go on the air, to when they get off. Thank you for taking a few minutes to let me in studio last week.
Jaclyn Irwin (a.k.a. Jax) from the Bounce. Best hugger in the world. She nearly broke one of my ribs yesterday. But it would have been a good way to go.
Bevgirl of the World Trade and Convention Centre. When I told her that a Blog reader had dared me to get my picture taken at centre ice at the Metro Centre, she pulled some strings and made this happen. She even took the pictures. And, yes, my ass did get cold that morning.
The manager of the King's Palace on Quinpool Road. Really good buffet, folks. You have to go. Most interesting and tasty egg rolls I've ever had. Look like cigar butts, but they're delish!!
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!
So, should I do this again in 2013? After this year's, I don't know if I could top myself or not. I would need lots of encouragement, a groundswell of support, entreaties, to get me to do this again next year.
Also, what was your fave tie picture this year, or fave tie "day", or scene? I would like to know what I did well, and where I can improve for next year, if I decide to do this next year.
I am on vacation starting now until January 2nd, 2013. I will continue to write blog posts throughout the holidays. Fear not, effendi. You will have your Bevboy's Blog posts! I love you too much to stop.
Long, long day. Time for some shuteye.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Post 2203 - Christmas Tie 2012, Day Eleven
We're almost there! Phew.
I have 2 sets of photographs to share with you this evening. The first two are me with a man I work with. His name is David. He joined our motley crew in January 2012. He is a very nice man and knows his stuff. I sit at his feet and take copious notes whenever he speaks.
The second set of pics was taken at The Bounce this afternoon. Of course, I am posing with Jax. She is one of the sweetest people it has been my pleasure to meet since I began doing these interviews.
A couple of the pictures didn't turn out that great. Jax looks great in them, though, and I don't care what I look like; so I decided to include those ones as well.
We have one more day in the Fifth Annual Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza. Tomorrow's post will be about that and contain my thoughts regarding this year's Extravaganza.
I hope you have enjoyed today's Christmas tie pictures!
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
I have 2 sets of photographs to share with you this evening. The first two are me with a man I work with. His name is David. He joined our motley crew in January 2012. He is a very nice man and knows his stuff. I sit at his feet and take copious notes whenever he speaks.
The second set of pics was taken at The Bounce this afternoon. Of course, I am posing with Jax. She is one of the sweetest people it has been my pleasure to meet since I began doing these interviews.
A couple of the pictures didn't turn out that great. Jax looks great in them, though, and I don't care what I look like; so I decided to include those ones as well.
We have one more day in the Fifth Annual Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza. Tomorrow's post will be about that and contain my thoughts regarding this year's Extravaganza.
I hope you have enjoyed today's Christmas tie pictures!
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Post 2202 - Christmas Tie 2012, Day Ten
A short post this evening. Long day.
First of all, an outtake from yesterday. A woman from my work took a picture of me on her BlackBerry and emailed it to me last evening. It's a nice picture taken at my work, and I thought you might like it.
Here it is:
My thanks to Amber for taking the picture.
Today's picture is nearly psychedelic. Shopped after work. Exhausted. Got home. Patricia got this picture.
Yawn!
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
First of all, an outtake from yesterday. A woman from my work took a picture of me on her BlackBerry and emailed it to me last evening. It's a nice picture taken at my work, and I thought you might like it.
Here it is:
My thanks to Amber for taking the picture.
Today's picture is nearly psychedelic. Shopped after work. Exhausted. Got home. Patricia got this picture.
Yawn!
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Post 2201 - Christmas Tie 2012, Day Nine
These pictures were taken at the C100 studios, the same place where I was last week with the Breakfast Club. I almost feel like a member of the staff by now.
I am posing with the lovely K8 and the equally lovely Deb Smith. Deb and I go way back. I remember when she first joined CJCH in... '96? She was a Production Assistant to Brian Phillips back when he was the host of the much-missed and much-lamented Hotline. He was the host from March 6, 1995 until the end of November, 1998. In case you were wondering. And you weren't. Never mind.
My very first blog interview was with Deb. It sucks. Royally. But it has nothing to do with Deb; it was just my poor interviewing skills and my stupid idea to use a BlackBerry to record the thing, only to discover that its microphone was too poor to do the job. I have never trusted the voice recorder feature on any BlackBerry ever since. I think I am a bit better at this interview thing now. I still promise to make it right with Deb with a proper interview. Let's do this in 2013.
K8 was interviewed by moi in 2011. I think it went over very well, but you can judge for yourself.
I know that K8 and Deb are both very busy. I appreciate the time they were able to give me. And I wish them every continued success.
I have an observation. You will notice that K8 and Deb stand akimbo a lot. Which means that they put at least one hand on their hips. I have always wondered why women do this. Many, many times, I have seen women have both hands on their hips, thrusting their front forward in the process. I can't imagine that this is comfortable. I tried it just now, and nearly threw my back out.
I see women do this when they are talking to other women or to men, or to children, or to pets, or livestock, or plants, or even paramecia (also spelled parameciums). It is just something that women do. Why? Is it a natural, comfortable stance to assume? Is it an instinctive thing that they do without thinking about it? Am I over thinking this? Should I shut up now? What day is it? Is it nice outside? What are you wearing?
Three days left in the Fifth Annual Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza. I know what I will do for Wednesday. Thursday has been booked. It's just Friday where I have nothing planned just yet. Seat of the pants time.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
I am posing with the lovely K8 and the equally lovely Deb Smith. Deb and I go way back. I remember when she first joined CJCH in... '96? She was a Production Assistant to Brian Phillips back when he was the host of the much-missed and much-lamented Hotline. He was the host from March 6, 1995 until the end of November, 1998. In case you were wondering. And you weren't. Never mind.
My very first blog interview was with Deb. It sucks. Royally. But it has nothing to do with Deb; it was just my poor interviewing skills and my stupid idea to use a BlackBerry to record the thing, only to discover that its microphone was too poor to do the job. I have never trusted the voice recorder feature on any BlackBerry ever since. I think I am a bit better at this interview thing now. I still promise to make it right with Deb with a proper interview. Let's do this in 2013.
K8 was interviewed by moi in 2011. I think it went over very well, but you can judge for yourself.
I know that K8 and Deb are both very busy. I appreciate the time they were able to give me. And I wish them every continued success.
I have an observation. You will notice that K8 and Deb stand akimbo a lot. Which means that they put at least one hand on their hips. I have always wondered why women do this. Many, many times, I have seen women have both hands on their hips, thrusting their front forward in the process. I can't imagine that this is comfortable. I tried it just now, and nearly threw my back out.
I see women do this when they are talking to other women or to men, or to children, or to pets, or livestock, or plants, or even paramecia (also spelled parameciums). It is just something that women do. Why? Is it a natural, comfortable stance to assume? Is it an instinctive thing that they do without thinking about it? Am I over thinking this? Should I shut up now? What day is it? Is it nice outside? What are you wearing?
Three days left in the Fifth Annual Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza. I know what I will do for Wednesday. Thursday has been booked. It's just Friday where I have nothing planned just yet. Seat of the pants time.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Post 2200 - Post 2200!
First of all, welcome to Bevboy's Blog post 2200!!!
Second of all, I have to acknowledge the man who owns the Metro Deli at Young Tower on Young Street, a short distance from my work. We go for coffee there every morning. Every Tuesday, though, they have a $2 breakfast special. It is a very good deal, and a very good meal.
Charlie spoke to me after he delivered my brekky. He wanted to tell me that he had become a fan of this here silly blog over the years, since he had owned the Pizza Town in Lakeside, a short distance from my home. I knew I had remembered his face from the times at PT, but didn't make the connection.
Charlie has become quite the fan. He has read a large number of the interviews. He has viewed all of the videos on my youtube channel. Sometimes he has shared some of his favourite posts on his Facebook. His sister, who lives in Lebanon, read some of the posts and has become a semi-regular readers as well.
I gave Charlie a handful of Blog business cards and made him promise that he would mail them to his sister. It is my hope that she will keep one for herself and distribute the rest to her friends and colleagues who want to read this silly Blog of mine.
2200 is not a huge milestone for me here, but it is worth noting. I never thought the blog would go this far and last this long. I have never wavered in my desire to produce the best blog that your money can't buy. I think the blog reads better now than it did when I started, as I have worked harder on this hobby than just about any other one to put my best foot forward. I hope you agree. Of course, who the heck has read all 2200 posts anyway, other than me?
I remain committed to working on this blog for many years to come. It's not like I have anything better to do. The 4.7 of you who read this every day make my heart sing with joy and seem to hang on my every word.
Charlie, you made my day by 7 o'clock this morning! Thank you so much. I hope you're still here to read post 4400.
Another post, with a Christmas tie, will be up shortly. Look for it!!
Bevboy
Second of all, I have to acknowledge the man who owns the Metro Deli at Young Tower on Young Street, a short distance from my work. We go for coffee there every morning. Every Tuesday, though, they have a $2 breakfast special. It is a very good deal, and a very good meal.
Charlie spoke to me after he delivered my brekky. He wanted to tell me that he had become a fan of this here silly blog over the years, since he had owned the Pizza Town in Lakeside, a short distance from my home. I knew I had remembered his face from the times at PT, but didn't make the connection.
Charlie has become quite the fan. He has read a large number of the interviews. He has viewed all of the videos on my youtube channel. Sometimes he has shared some of his favourite posts on his Facebook. His sister, who lives in Lebanon, read some of the posts and has become a semi-regular readers as well.
I gave Charlie a handful of Blog business cards and made him promise that he would mail them to his sister. It is my hope that she will keep one for herself and distribute the rest to her friends and colleagues who want to read this silly Blog of mine.
2200 is not a huge milestone for me here, but it is worth noting. I never thought the blog would go this far and last this long. I have never wavered in my desire to produce the best blog that your money can't buy. I think the blog reads better now than it did when I started, as I have worked harder on this hobby than just about any other one to put my best foot forward. I hope you agree. Of course, who the heck has read all 2200 posts anyway, other than me?
I remain committed to working on this blog for many years to come. It's not like I have anything better to do. The 4.7 of you who read this every day make my heart sing with joy and seem to hang on my every word.
Charlie, you made my day by 7 o'clock this morning! Thank you so much. I hope you're still here to read post 4400.
Another post, with a Christmas tie, will be up shortly. Look for it!!
Bevboy
Monday, December 17, 2012
Post 2199 - Christmas Tie 2012, Day Eight
Phew! This one was a long time in coming and required a great deal of preparation. It nearly didn't happen.
If you saw my Facebook this morning, I teased the official Bevboy's Christmas Fifth Annual Tie Extravaganza photo album by putting up a couple pictures of my visit to the Halifax Metro Centre. I have since put up more pictures. More about that, in just a bit.
A couple of weeks ago, I asked my readers here and on my FB and Twitter to suggest places for me to get my picture taken, avec a Christmas tie. Deborah Eaton, who had a massive crush on me in high school and still does if you ask me, suggested (perhaps jokingly) that I get my picture taken on the ice at the Metro Centre. She probably thought that this was not possible.
Ah, ye of little faith!
Turns out my Toastmasters club meets at the World Trade and Convention Centre, which runs the attached Metro Centre. I have a good friend who works for the WTCC, Bev Girl, to whom I proposed my getting my picture taken on the ice. She smiled that Cape Breton smile of hers (or maybe she had gas!) and asked me to leave it with her.
About the middle of last week, she wrote me at the main email address I use for this blog (it's on every blog business card I give out) and asked to talk to me. I gulped, thinking that perhaps my opportunity to get this done might slip away from me. Nope! She just wanted to know about my availability. Sweet. We arranged a date and time.
We had a pretty small window to do these pictures. There was a basketball game at the Metro Centre on Sunday. They had to flood the place in the morning in order to accommodate the noon-time skaters they host during the Winter months. This would not be done until 11-ish this morning. We had to go out on the ice, do our thing, and skedaddle by 11:15 or so to make sure that the ice was pristine for the skaters who would soon arrive.
I left work around 10:40 with the full intention of calling the Guinness Book of World Records to report myself for taking the world's earliest lunch hour. Finding a parking space on Brunswick Street, across from the WTCC and the Metro Centre, was child's play. Tons of parking downtown for a change. I rendezvous'd with Bev Girl around 10:55. She led me through the bowels of the Metro Centre ...
Waitaminnit. Why do people always call it "the bowels" of some place? Such a cliche. And it seems disrespectful some how.
Hmm.
How about ... the sphincter?
Yeah!
She led me through the sphincter of the Metro Centre. I saw parts of the building that most people do not get to see. A man named Kelly came over; he was the one who granted permission for me to even be there, so I was extra nice. Bev Girl and Kelly directed me toward some curtains, which led to a door that the hockey players use to go on and off the ice.
We got on the ice. I feared I would fall ass over tea kettle, but that did not happen. I just made sure to tread confidently and was fine. I am not sure how I would have managed had I been wearing a pair of Patricia's heels.
(Did I just write something about wearing Patricia's heels? Can it be our little secret? Thanks!)
Bev Girl ran the show, suggesting areas where I should stand, sit and recline. We took 10 or 12 pictures, most of which you're seeing here.
A note about some of the backgrounds. For various legal reasons, it was strongly suggested to me to make sure that they be cropped or blurred out or something. As you can see, I used my mad image editing skillz to fill them in with the electronic equivalent of a magic marker. Very professional, huh? It's just because it's late and I don't have the time to fart around with learning something like Gimp, so I made do with a linux app called GNU Paint which offers a far more modest list of features.
All too soon, the fun was over. Someone I guess was from Security was ambling over wanting to know why the hell some guy was writhing around on the ice like a beached whale on a hot summer's day. Bev Girl smoothed things over, He became friendly and we shook hands. Of course, I gave him (and Kelly!) a blog card each.
I hereby thank unreservedly Bev Girl for arranging this visit to the Metro Centre. Anybody at the World Trade and Convention Centre who was aware of this silly thing I do, and allowed it to happen, has my undying gratitude. In 5 years, I can't think of a more challenging photo opportunity to set up, and it is all because of these fine folks, who have taken far too much heat in the news lately, undeservedly. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
How do I top this one? I don't know. I just know that I will be visiting a friend tomorrow. She is the subject of one of my interviews. And I can't wait to see her again.
See you with that little story, tomorrow!
Bevboy
PS: Kelly? What kind of name is that for a man? Sheesh!!
If you saw my Facebook this morning, I teased the official Bevboy's Christmas Fifth Annual Tie Extravaganza photo album by putting up a couple pictures of my visit to the Halifax Metro Centre. I have since put up more pictures. More about that, in just a bit.
A couple of weeks ago, I asked my readers here and on my FB and Twitter to suggest places for me to get my picture taken, avec a Christmas tie. Deborah Eaton, who had a massive crush on me in high school and still does if you ask me, suggested (perhaps jokingly) that I get my picture taken on the ice at the Metro Centre. She probably thought that this was not possible.
Ah, ye of little faith!
Turns out my Toastmasters club meets at the World Trade and Convention Centre, which runs the attached Metro Centre. I have a good friend who works for the WTCC, Bev Girl, to whom I proposed my getting my picture taken on the ice. She smiled that Cape Breton smile of hers (or maybe she had gas!) and asked me to leave it with her.
About the middle of last week, she wrote me at the main email address I use for this blog (it's on every blog business card I give out) and asked to talk to me. I gulped, thinking that perhaps my opportunity to get this done might slip away from me. Nope! She just wanted to know about my availability. Sweet. We arranged a date and time.
We had a pretty small window to do these pictures. There was a basketball game at the Metro Centre on Sunday. They had to flood the place in the morning in order to accommodate the noon-time skaters they host during the Winter months. This would not be done until 11-ish this morning. We had to go out on the ice, do our thing, and skedaddle by 11:15 or so to make sure that the ice was pristine for the skaters who would soon arrive.
I left work around 10:40 with the full intention of calling the Guinness Book of World Records to report myself for taking the world's earliest lunch hour. Finding a parking space on Brunswick Street, across from the WTCC and the Metro Centre, was child's play. Tons of parking downtown for a change. I rendezvous'd with Bev Girl around 10:55. She led me through the bowels of the Metro Centre ...
Waitaminnit. Why do people always call it "the bowels" of some place? Such a cliche. And it seems disrespectful some how.
Hmm.
How about ... the sphincter?
Yeah!
She led me through the sphincter of the Metro Centre. I saw parts of the building that most people do not get to see. A man named Kelly came over; he was the one who granted permission for me to even be there, so I was extra nice. Bev Girl and Kelly directed me toward some curtains, which led to a door that the hockey players use to go on and off the ice.
We got on the ice. I feared I would fall ass over tea kettle, but that did not happen. I just made sure to tread confidently and was fine. I am not sure how I would have managed had I been wearing a pair of Patricia's heels.
(Did I just write something about wearing Patricia's heels? Can it be our little secret? Thanks!)
Bev Girl ran the show, suggesting areas where I should stand, sit and recline. We took 10 or 12 pictures, most of which you're seeing here.
A note about some of the backgrounds. For various legal reasons, it was strongly suggested to me to make sure that they be cropped or blurred out or something. As you can see, I used my mad image editing skillz to fill them in with the electronic equivalent of a magic marker. Very professional, huh? It's just because it's late and I don't have the time to fart around with learning something like Gimp, so I made do with a linux app called GNU Paint which offers a far more modest list of features.
All too soon, the fun was over. Someone I guess was from Security was ambling over wanting to know why the hell some guy was writhing around on the ice like a beached whale on a hot summer's day. Bev Girl smoothed things over, He became friendly and we shook hands. Of course, I gave him (and Kelly!) a blog card each.
I hereby thank unreservedly Bev Girl for arranging this visit to the Metro Centre. Anybody at the World Trade and Convention Centre who was aware of this silly thing I do, and allowed it to happen, has my undying gratitude. In 5 years, I can't think of a more challenging photo opportunity to set up, and it is all because of these fine folks, who have taken far too much heat in the news lately, undeservedly. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
How do I top this one? I don't know. I just know that I will be visiting a friend tomorrow. She is the subject of one of my interviews. And I can't wait to see her again.
See you with that little story, tomorrow!
Bevboy
PS: Kelly? What kind of name is that for a man? Sheesh!!
Post 2198 – Samson – A Cat’s Tale, Parts Three Through Five
I wrote Mark Dooley this morning and told him that I find this his most compelling storyline yet. People think that such simple artwork is easy to achieve. If anything, it is more difficult. If Mark wants to submit a comment on how he breaks down a 3 panel strip and moves the story along and so on, then I would be delighted to post it to the blog.
Here are the next 3 chapters in what promises to be a heart-breaking tale (tail?)
Expect a Christmas tie post later on today! And post 2200 should be out tomorrow as well. Look for it!
Bevboy
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Post 2197 - City Time
I am back in the city after a relatively busy weekend at my mother's. Newbie is next to me on the bed, in about the same pose he was for yesterday's blog post.
I got home to discover that Patricia had not yet finished defrosting the huge, stand up freezer in the kitchen. She's still working on it now, and it is nearly 10:30pm local time. It has been a big job for her. The freezer downstairs, replete with 2 year old Hallowe'en candy, will be my responsibility to clean out. Not looking forward to that. Maybe Newbie can help me with that.
I need to get up early tomorrow morning, in part to prepare for what will be the most amazing Christmas tie picture ever. Not in the five years I have been doing this Christmas Tie Extravaganza have I done something like what I will do tomorrow. Arranging this one has been time consuming. I just hope it turns out like I want it to.
Watch for it, here, tomorrow!
I'm so excited!
Bevboy
I got home to discover that Patricia had not yet finished defrosting the huge, stand up freezer in the kitchen. She's still working on it now, and it is nearly 10:30pm local time. It has been a big job for her. The freezer downstairs, replete with 2 year old Hallowe'en candy, will be my responsibility to clean out. Not looking forward to that. Maybe Newbie can help me with that.
I need to get up early tomorrow morning, in part to prepare for what will be the most amazing Christmas tie picture ever. Not in the five years I have been doing this Christmas Tie Extravaganza have I done something like what I will do tomorrow. Arranging this one has been time consuming. I just hope it turns out like I want it to.
Watch for it, here, tomorrow!
I'm so excited!
Bevboy
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Post 2196 - Valley Time
Newbie is chilling on my bed.
Where will I sleep?
Little so-and-so.
From Bevboy's BlackBerry to Bevboy's Blog!
Friday, December 14, 2012
Post 2195 – Christmas Tie 2012. Day Seven
This one is particularly upsetting, ladies and gentlemen.
In looking under the Christmas tree just now, Bevboy found no presents. Which makes Bevboy a very sad boy indeed.
I mean, there’s a power bar, but that is used to keep the lights on the tree. You know, the tree, the one with no presents underneath it!!
They have all kinds of food drives and toy drives this time of year. These are all honourable charities, and Bevboy heartily supports them. But why doesn’t anybody love Bevboy enough to buy him some presents? Why does he have to look at an empty tree during this special time of year?
It just isn’t fair!
Damn you all!.
I just can’t write any more.
Sob!
Bevboy
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Post 2194 – Christmas Tie 2012, Day Six
This was a particularly fun one. I am at the C100 studios in Halifax. Flanking me are the C100 morning team, the Breakfast Club. Left to right are my friend Brad Dryden, moi, Peter Harrison and Moya Farrell.
I got some extra pictures this morning and will share a few of them with you now.
I didn’t have any pict
ures of Peter and Moya that I could drop into any blog interviews that featured them. I suppose I could have scarfed some pictures of them from their Facebook, but I am uncomfortable doing that sans permission. At any rate, I have those pictures now, and will use them going forward.
This whole Christmas Tie thing has taken on a life of its own. People are writing me to suggest areas where I can get my picture taken. Some of these suggestions are… interesting. Yeah. Let’s go with that word. “Weird” might be another one.
My extreme thanks to the Breakfast Club at C100 for posing with me, and to Matt Cleveland for taking the group photo’s.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Post 2193 - Christmas Tie 2012, Day Five
Day five of the fifth annual Bevboy's Christmas Tie Extravaganza. It's going so well so far.
Ah! A wonderful meal at the King's Palace on Quinpool Road in Halifax. Good company and good times.
After it was all over, I grabbed some soya sauce and decided to have a sip or two.
Yummy.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
Ah! A wonderful meal at the King's Palace on Quinpool Road in Halifax. Good company and good times.
After it was all over, I grabbed some soya sauce and decided to have a sip or two.
Yummy.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
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