Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Shoddiness is us

There is one clerk in our HR dept to take care of temporary contracts. She broke her arm and has been off for a couple of weeks. Therefore, yesterday, 20 people didn't get paid. Nobody else in HR took up the slack.

Whatta dump this place is.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Kids today and their real estate

My niece and her boyfriend bought a house today. She just texted me. I responded with an appropriate text "OMG!"

Permit me now to be my 51-year old-fart self and exclaim: "They are just kids!!!! Are they crazy???"

In fact they are not kids. They are both 26, but heck, anyone who I held as a one-day old baby will NEVER (in my brain) be old enough to have a mortgage. Let her mother's sleepless nights begin...

Friday, February 24, 2012

Je suis malade

I'm home sick today. I've had a cold most of the week, but being dedicated to my work on the Annual Report, I soldiered on. But with the AR out of the way for a few weeks, I can now rest and deflate, and blow my nose, and eat hot soup, and take a nap, etc. etc.

I am off to the Holy City of TO tomorrow for my birthday weekend.Sunday is also Oscar night, so all of Hollywood will be celebrating my 51st, or so that is what I will tell myself. I'll be back Monday evening.

Ms Mushrooms tells me that, so far, 51 is better than 50. Let us all hope so!

Monday, February 20, 2012

The Ring of Fire

On Saturday, being a dedicated international civil servant facing a tight deadline, I went to the office. As my treat for my dedication, I stopped at Tim's and got a coffee and one of their new gourmet bagels: jalapeno flavour.

The bagel was so spicy it burnt my tongue. I had trouble sipping my coffee and had to wait for my coffee to cool off to be able to sip it. Hot, hot bagel but very tasty indeed.

However, the burning that occurred when the bagel went in was no comparison to the burning felt later. The last time I had anything this painful exiting was during the "spicy carrots episode" after Indian Cultural Night at my employer's some 20 years ago. Perhaps JAW Fan will care to share his remembrance of those sensations.

It has quite put me off having another one of those jalapeno babies.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

It's a Double Birthday Weekend !!

Ms. Mushrooms enters her glorious 51st year today! Happy B-Day to you!

Mrs. Anon hits a mere 44 tomorrow. Happy B-Day to you! 44? That's getting up there, no?

Best wishes to both, may you have excellent years, and your husbands treat you right, and your kids don't make you mental. (Perhaps it is already too late for that last point.)

Monday, February 13, 2012


Well, JAW Fan has been in Mexico for 10 days now, and I have yet to see reportage concerning any assault on his person by Mexican drug cartel bandits.

Nor have I heard any report of his being assaulted by sandpaper-skinned, overly bronzed, horny, portly, tiny-Speedo-sporting patrons of his hotel.

Let us all breathe a sigh of relief. On both counts.

Sunday, February 12, 2012


Why have I developed such a visceral hatred of Paul McCartney? Could it be that because whenever he introduces a new song, I just know it's going to be lame and painful.

Yep, that's why.

In other news, Bruce Rocks! (But his new song is boring. Sad to say.)

Saturday, February 11, 2012


Let me be the first to say it: She never should've hooked up with that Bobby Brown. He was a baaaad influence.

Tuesday, February 07, 2012

A Great Stupid Thing

Sometimes you see something that is so dumb, it's actually funny.

Today in my junk mail folder, I got an invitation. But it was not to join Facebook. It was for a site that is a "clever" play on the word Facebook. It was an invitation from F*ckbook.

(I'm leaving out the u so I don't come up in searches for F*ckbook.)

Really? Don't you want to meet the genius who came up with the name F*ckbook? It's effing brilliant.

Monday, February 06, 2012

Happy Birthday to Mr. Anon

51 glorious years Up. And to share the day the Queen's Diamond Jubilee, no less.

The Queen may get all the attention elsewhere on the Internets world, but here it is Mr. A's day!

Enjoy! Let your kids make you feel old. Call up your old friend, Willy Y., and ask him what's new? How's his love life? LOL.

(Note to others: Willy Y. is the " Man from Huntingdon." This was revealed by accident last week. Thank you, Twitter.)