So last night, I actually walked my mom through creating a blog on Tumblr. I am filled with conflicting emotions, but I think pride tops them all…

So there isn’t any content on it yet, and it’s something of a project that she can’t actually talk about at present, but I’m looking forward to seeing it when it starts to blossom. It’s going to be so great. Wish I could say more. Soon.

This must be how Jake Hurwitz feels…

DS
I have a question: why do guys have the urge to overshare on certain aspects of their bodily functions?

Bobby
I was pooping the other day and having a similar conversation with a dude in the next stall. We don’t see what the big deal is.

DS
LOL! Why share with the girlfriend though? My boyfriend does it, and my sister’s husband does it all the time.

Bobby
Why not? Aren’t you all being serious with us when you ask us about ourselves? If you ask us what we’ve been doing or what’s going on with us, we’ll tell you. Don’t ask if you don’t want to know.

DS
LMAO!!!

Bobby
There are several pitfalls you need to avoid. For example: if you ever ask us to think about something, or perhaps ask us what we’ve been thinking about, you have a great chance of hearing about bodily functions.

DS
That’s interesting.

Bobby
Because, most men do most of their thinking while on the toilet. So it stands to reason that it will come up in the conversation.

DS
My boyfriend thinks it’s funny how I really don’t have a problem with hearing about what I like to call his poopies (in hopes it would deter him).

Bobby
It won’t.

KP
And we went to Marineland too!

Bobby
I’m told that everyone loves that place. I just like it as a friend.

KP
I like it as a friend too lol

Bobby
I mean, I love the IDEA of it, I’m just not IN love with it… it’s not Marineland, it’s me.

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Tips for Discretely Determining Whether or Not Your Son Is Gay

If your son suggests a vacation by saying, “I’m so white I can’t even wear myself after Labor Day!” seek immediate medical attention, because he is absolutely gay. However, if he observes that “Paul Newman must throw the BEST dinner parties” while dressing a salad with Newman’s Own, he isn’t gay, he’s right.

via Giancarlo Fiorentini.

When Nicole was down, we checked out this movie called Eagle vs Shark, a cute New Zealand indie film about a couple of nerds in love. And while Jemaine Clement (of Flight Of The Conchords) plays a character a touch too reminiscent of Napoleon Dynamite, the movie is more than quirky and romantic and pleasant enough to make up for it.

I wonder things. I wonder why the singular version of the word ‘movies’ isn’t spelled m-o-v-y. I wonder if ‘implicative’ is a real word, or if I just made it up. I wonder if the effort I go to in life will be remembered after I’m gone. Or even only in a month, or a week.

I wonder if the kids I see around the city will grow up to be icons of one sort or another. I wonder if the little boy I saw at the bus stop reading the giant book about frogs will grow up to be a scientist, or a comedian. Will he grow up to be a radio personality, or study abroad and become a dignitary of some kind?

I wonder if anyone ever thought that about me… for all the times I rode the subway as a kid, for all the new schools over all those years. Even now… I wonder if anyone wonders what I’ll make of myself.

Nicole and I got the apartment we wanted, this gorgeous little place in the Old South end of the city, just outside the downtown core area where I work, and some 5-10 minutes drive from the University of Western Ontario. We’ve now signed the lease and are making plans to move in.

The current (or, now-former) tenant has now moved out, and we’re taking the apartment (hardwood floors are owesome) as is - purple walls in the living room and hallway. I’m actually pretty interested in seeing my daughter’s reaction to the apartment the first time she sees it.