1. Stock up on cigarettes. At midnight, the price will go up $3 a carton. As I write this, there is no journalistic proof available, however I just heard it on the CBC and the CBC doesn’t lie. Whether or not you are a smoker, this is a good idea. You’ll thank me when the revolution comes.
2. Set your VCR or TIVO thingee to tape The Christmas Shoes. It’s on on Sunday on CBS, apparently. According to the lady who posted a comment at IMDb, the movie doesn’t hold a candle to the book. But how does it compare to the song? (Props to Michael for sourcing the movie. And the song. And enough righteous indignation for everyone!)
3. Practice your “Hi! I’m Ed Broadbent!” He’s Back! bringing the collective age of our federal fathers, er, political leaders to approximately 236. I’m all for keeping it real and, admittedly, nobody has cred like Ed, but how about some new damn blood already! It’s enough to make a 29 year old girl with a penchant for puppets want to run for office. Just let me get my shoes on…
4. Wonder: is it the Onion? Nope, it’s just a great headline at the Globe & Mail.
5. Drink beer. It’s Friday.
6. Take an hour and read dooce.com. It’s funny and attractively designed and there are some cool pictures. And there’s a dog and a pregnant girl and some swear words.
7. Stay away from malls.
8. Try not to get eaten by a duck.(this is directly related to #7. Malls are full of hungry ducks.)
from fark.com via the infinite duck sourcing skills of zen render.
9. premier@gov.bc.ca That’s where Gordon Campbell is. I forward him all my harassment emails, you know, those thinly disguised morality tales with threats at the end like:
You now have two choices . You can:
1. Pass this on to your friends, or
2. Delete it and act like it didn’t touch your heart.
As you can see, I took choice No.1. Friends are like angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
So: you can protect your investment in eternal life and annoy someone who actually deserves it.