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Shameful

Number of years Dan and I have been together: 4

Number of years Dan has played on his office softball team: 3

Number of games he has invited me to: All

Number of games I have attended: 0

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So, tonight’s plan is to change this shameful number from 0 to 1 (most of the effort is coming from a deep hope that the game will be followed with a stop somewhere for a chocolaty treat).  Dan’s team is playing close to home and the Humph and I will head over and cheer as loud as we can…which may lead Dan to change his mind about wanting us there in the future.  Brilliant.

Oh wait…he reads this.  Damn.

August 18, 2006 - 7:09 am

Shannen - We went. We saw. We had and excellent time. (Watched a guy on Dan’s team get hit smackdab on the bridge of his nose with a softball causing blood to come rushing down. A first for me…and Humph, I suppose.)

We were offered no chocolaty treat on the way home.

Boo to that.

August 18, 2006 - 9:09 am

dan - Dan hit 0 for 2, and committed 0 errors in left field, for those tracking statistics.

Chocolatey treats were offered *at* home, so don’t feel too bad for the author of this post.

August 18, 2006 - 10:23 am

Shannen - A frozen Kit Kat bar does not count as a chocolaty treat. You settle for a frozen Kit Kat bar. You don’t crave a frozen Kit Kat bar.

I was thinking more along the lines of the Brownie Supreme thingy from Dairy Queen.

Mmmmm…brownies.

August 20, 2006 - 4:32 pm

Gary - I AM tracking stats Dan. So far, I’ve tracked your batting average at 0.000 and your fielding percentage is 1.000. That’s a pretty good fielding percentage but your hitting sucks. Please improve on that or I’m afraid I can’t call you up to The Show.

August 21, 2006 - 7:57 am

Kris - What is shameful is the fact that your blog has not been updated since Thursday.

Wait…neither has mine. Dammit.

Links du jour

  • Google trends – see how popular different search terms are over time. Sadly, forgetful.ca isn’t seeing much traffic. And nobody’s clicking on the durned ads :'(
August 22, 2006 - 1:20 pm

dan - C’mon – that eclectic assortment of links doesn’t even stimulate one snide remark or witticism?

I’m disappointed in all of you. Especially you, Oswald.

The little known side of Mr. Nanook

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August 15, 2006 - 7:45 am

Kris - Understandably. WTF is going on with that hairline?

August 15, 2006 - 8:17 am

Shannen - A question I’ve asked myself many times.

The length is due to my brother’s addiction/obsession with cutting my dolls’ hair when we were little. I used to think that hair cutting was his calling, but then I realized he only did it to butcher the doll and to piss me off. It worked.

He would also push all my teddy bears’ noses in and line them and the dolls with crew cuts up on my bed to scare me when I came in the room. Worked every time. I still have nightmares.

August 15, 2006 - 11:21 am

Kris - Well, this is a truly frightening photograph.

August 15, 2006 - 6:19 pm

Jen (Haig) - forget the hairline… nice bum, where you from?!

Baby pool update

We collected all the Sweet clan’s guesses over the August long weekend … if you haven’t picked a square yet, get to it!

August 14, 2006 - 1:02 pm

Shannen - Do I get to pick a square?

August 15, 2006 - 8:38 am

dan - Um no. You have total control of D.O.B. and weight, so it wouldn’t be fair.

August 15, 2006 - 9:12 am

Shannen - Nice try, Dan-o. You just don’t want me to beat you…especially since I’m going to easily win the baby’s gender wager we have going.

Day at the spa, here I come!

Afraid of the dark?

Dan and I adore movies. But for some reason, we don’t see very many in the theatre. Since we’ve been together (going on 4 years), we estimate that we’ve seen less than 10 on the big screen. The ones we can remember, in order, are:

  1. Red Dragon
  2. Love Actually
  3. Big Fish
  4. Lord of the Rings 1
  5. Lord of the Rings 3
  6. Derailed (won the tickets)
  7. V for Vendetta (won the tickets)
  8. I know. We’re pathetic. But at least we admit it.

So…last Sunday, while waiting to catch our 2 am flight from Saskatoon, we decided we’d kill some time by going to the theatre to catch a flick. Perfect. It had been ages (obviously), and there wasn’t much else going on after 9 pm in the city. We pulled up and decided that we’d choose from the 5 or 6 that were playing, even though we didn’t recognize many of the titles. After finding that most were ‘John Tucker Must Die’-esque, we decided that we’d go with the one choice that neither of us remembered hearing about before: The Descent.

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It started out looking a little low-budget, but it turns out that low budget can SCARE THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF YOU! I admit to being a bit of a wuss in my oldish age, but I actually spent sections of this movie watching from between my fingers and whispering to Dan that we should just leave and find out about the ending later. Check out the trailer

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It was by no means the best movie I’ve ever seen. As with all thrillers and horror flicks, there were some things about this one that didn’t quite work. But it did exactly as it was supposed to, to the point that I was even a bit chicken to head into the washroom alone after the movie was over. It played on all your primal fears and made me realize that I am much less adventurous than I thought was. Not that exploring unexplored caves was ever an option for me…I mean, imagine the bugs that live down there?

August 14, 2006 - 1:19 pm

Liz - I just watched the trailer and I think I peed a little.