annie

dreamed last night that my boss was demanding i add her on steam so she could make sure i wasn’t secretly gaming at work and i was annoyed enough about it that i resolved to start secretly gaming at work (but only on switch)

something very kinsella about this happening while the province is under water (not sad)

baby is SO MAD that i, a huge jerk, will not let him eat live speaker wire or go inside the woodstove or leap headfirst directly into a closed cupboard door and fall four feet to the ground

somewhere a marketing department just shivered in unison.

sortes darniellianae….

thus interrupting a very small baseball game, i assume

comical

sometimes it does feel like the universe is conspiring to make canucks fans as crazy as possible

“i mean shit happens but fuck, man, stop letting shit happen”

they keep finding ways to make the hockey weirder

real love is “hey get up bro your stupid hockey team is playing at nine am on a saturday. i made you coffee”

absolutely batshit fucking hockey game. who are you and what have you done with the vancouver canucks

also need sportsnet to stop saying “frost! torrent!”. sounds like a body spray scent

the way shorty just yelped "this is fun" in a tone of real distress is going to enter my internal lexicon and there's nothing i can do about it

weather alerts waking me up with RAINFALL WARNING!!! 100 MM!! WEST COAST VANCOUVER ISLAND!!! (north of zeballos) like well. okay. i am not there though

nice to see the ol coliseum prettied up again too.

🥲

look i say this as a mariners fan. three syllables doesn’t really work. we’re going to have to settle on “let’s go goldies” or something

potstickers, samosas, tater tots, pilly, meaningful vancouver hockey on broadcast television, 👍

[sparkly gel pen in a very battered flyers notebook]

is there still honour in suffering for a hopeless cause if you talk about it after. it WAS pretty cold at the beach

so far: trying for transcendent, arriving at workmanlike. perhaps fittingly

on the beach (cold) (grey) (big coat) consulting on web dev and reading The Tao of the Backup Catcher when nobody needs me

normally not what we mean by conor garland hands but i will admit i love it when a 5’8” guy drops someone

anyway “you can’t do that in cowboy boots!” is just a classic call

i had a kind of tired joke about the canucks being bad but they’re actually looking the best i’ve seen them in a while so it’ll have to wait. i’ll let you know

update i SKINNED my KNUCKLES. looks great though.

HIS dad said it wasn't a goal right away, and here we are at the crux of the problem, perhaps. hockey is about cheating death, which is about disagreeing with your dad

had dinner with my dad last night and he told me about a bullshit high-sticking call that waved a walt peacosh goal in 1958. he is still annoyed about it. regular season game in, what, the okanagan senior league? sports are so good

("why is the hygienist catching strays here" due to the tone of the admin who called to tell me about it, delightfully)