I Have To Say
April 24, 2003
Greetings.
Well to start off, I think Michelle is mad at me. She said, “Fuck you” in the very first line of her webpage. I think she was directing it at me. I am now wondering if I acted stupid enough to incure the “fuck you” wrath. I was so upset that I didn’t read what the rest of her update was about.
And at work today I pretended I was totally into hockey because, well, all Canadians are supposed to love hockey. I started talking about Bobby Hull, Frank Mahosomething, Gordie Howe, and Guy Lafleur and people totally thought I was a hockey nut. I don’t think I can name off more than 5 Canucks anymore. Just 8 years ago, I could name every Canuck and their second grade teacher. Funny how EIGHT years changes a guy. Assuming it matters, I hope Vancouver does well anyway because I love the town to death and it would just rule to have a big metal cup sitting in some hockey place for people to look at and stuff. Stuff is cool.
And the weather this week has been pissy. We’ve had nothing but cool, crisp, dry, sunny weather with occasional rainfall. I think last Saturday, it rained and all of a sudden it was humidity central. I’m used to rain in Vancouver that feels like water and feels cool and I love the smell of grass after a nice long shower. Well, on Saturday the rain felt and smelled like sweaty socks and it was so warm I was sweating just from walking home from the train station (a ten minute stroll). Couple that with a full day of work and I was ready to kill people just for talking. Today started out really nice and cool but on the way home, I felt this strange blanket of humidity descend upon me. I was walking out of a grocery store and all of a sudden, as if Hermes the Weather God (I know he’s not but don’t dare correct me) pushes down with his divine power heat from Zeus’ underside. It was not pleasant. It felt like Hong Kong only not that hot… yet. Luckily I am changing my schedule very soon and I’ll be leaving the house dead early enough to avoid Zeus’ undersided heat. At least I hope so.
And should you be one of the two people who think my comics have some sort of interesting appeal or are just bemusing, stay tuned because I have been having epiphanies as to things I would like to, or will eventually do. And they won’t swirl around The Evil Penguin (a shit idea to begin with) nor mindnumbing stories where things just suddenly die. Well, some might.
And I will end this update on a fragment sentence. Is such a thing.
