Long ago, one pleasant day in an ancient country, two men sat rested at a table. One man was old and grey, indeed, it seemed he was older than time itself. The lines in his face showed the scars of a thousand times gone by, and yet they stood testament to his wisdom also. The other was much younger, more fair and pleasing to look at. His skin was smooth and his posture upright. “I made something I wanted to show you,” said the old man. “I’ve been designing it with care, and it’s finally finished.” Out he pulled a wooden board, filled with alternating light and dark squares.“What is it?” the younger one asked.“It’s a game. I have called it chess.”“Looks interesting. Let’s play it.” Reaching into a leather pouch, the old man pulled out several hand-carved, wooden pieces of various shapes and sizes. The designs on them were intricate, and the detail showed the time spent crafting each and every one of them. Slowly but carefully, he placed each in its proper position on the board, going over the rules of this unusual game.“The object is to trap the other player’s king so that he has no way to avoid capture.”The young man thought for a moment. Then, with a smug grin on his face, he stated, “Let’s play. I bet I can beat you, old man. In fact, I will make a wager with you.”“Oh?” The old man paused for a second. “And what would that wager…Continue Reading
Archive for August 2006
Another week goes by, and there’s too much to even talk about in one post. Last night I hung out at Sammy’s Rec Room with a bunch of people from Cineplex. Today, the Tozers get home, and then there’s four more days until I move out of my house and into university.
That pretty much sums up everything. Changes, changes, changes. I’m so excited to see what the future has in store for me. I’ve been waiting for a long time to experience the university experience, and I want to go there now and just get it over with. I trust that things will be awesome there. And yes, I trust they’ll be good even if my roommate is stupid and annoying. I’ve decided things will be great already. And yet, there’s always that conflicting emotion within me – sadness.
I like the line from Spiderman – “Commencement: the end of one thing, the start of something new.” And while I’m all excited about that start of something new, I’m not too entirely eager to experience the end of what I have here. Getting something new always involves giving up something else. And that stinks. You just have to hope that what you get was better and more useful to you than what you had. But that’s life, right? So I had better get used to it. I’m going to miss everyone here. I know I’m only an hour away, but that still makes it hard to hang out with…Continue Reading
Well, there’s plenty to talk about now. Life has been far from ordinary the past few days. Since Sunday, I’ve been over at my aunt and uncle’s house, taking care of their house and dog while they are away in B.C. This is day four, and I’m already bushed. Mostly it’s because I keep waking up at horribly early hours of the morning for no apparent reason. You know how it is – strange house, strange bed. I’ve always had problems sleeping when I’m not at home in my own bed.
Anyways, I wasn’t entirely sure whether I wanted to take on this job at first. They get back on the 30th, and since I move into university on the 3rd of September, it doesn’t give me as much time for getting stuff together and packed and ready to go. However, since I’ve been doing that for the past few months, there’s not really much more to do in that area. Also, the second reason why not to take on the job would be the dog. I’m allergic to dogs. In the past, I’ve gone over to their house and sneezed my head off because of Nikki. She sheds like a dandelion in the wind. And if I don’t stock up on my allergy medication, I generally can’t stop sneezing, and my eyes get all itchy and watery. It’s not fun.
But then again, I get an entire house all to myself for a week and a half. And that’s…Continue Reading
My mind makes strange connections. I can’t even count the number of times that people look at me strangely, because I have spoken out something seemingly random and unrelated to anything being discussed. Of course, it all makes sense in my mind, but apparently it doesn’t to anyone else.
Recently I purchased the DVD “What About Bob?”, a movie with Bill Murray in it. This is part of my ongoing attempt to collect the movies that I’ve seen before, liked, and then never watched again because I didn’t own it. In the movie, Bill Murray plays a guy named Bob, who is a mentally disturbed person. He has been to many, many psychiatrists who have all tried to help him, but for the most part he’s a hypochondriac, making up random things to be afraid of. “What if my heart stops beating? Or what if I can’t find a washroom and…and…my bladder explodes?” The biggest problem he faces is his separation anxiety. He meets a new psychiatrist referred to him by his old psychiatrist (who is quitting the practice as he has gone rather insane from his dealings with Bob). The meeting goes well until he finds out that this Dr. Marvin is leaving for vacation for a month. His separation anxiety kicks in, and as the movie progresses, he fakes suicide to learn where exactly he has gone – to, of course, meet up with him. Soon, his charming personality and complete innocence wins over Dr. Marvin’s family, who…Continue Reading
Yesterday was odd. Very odd. I use that word a lot, but this time it is correctly used. In that first setence, the word “odd” is in its natural habitat. That’s where the word belongs. So I’ll give you my usual play-by-play of the day. (Hey, that rhymes! I’m so cool.) I guess the easiest thing to do is just to go straight through the day, because, well, that’s how most days go – from beginning to end.
The first thing that was unusual about the day was that some of my extended family members were over at my house. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, it’s just out of the ordinary. My Aunt Lois, and my Uncle Dave and Aunt Linda, plus their little three-year-old son Joel slept the night at our house last night. The reason for that was because they and my mom were at some person’s wedding. This person must either be a distant relative of mine, or else a friend of my mom’s side of the family, the way I figure it. At any rate, they can’t be too close of a relative or friend, because I’ve never heard of them before, I don’t think. Then again, it’s entirely possible that I’ve met them and just don’t realize it. But anyways, they went to this person’s wedding, and then came back to our house and stayed the night. The next morning, everyone was bright and chipper, and I was only half-alive. I had gone…Continue Reading
You know what I really can’t stand? Su doku puzzles. They’re everywhere. They’re overrunning North America. For those who don’t know what they are, let me explain them. 81 squares, in a 9-by-9 grid. Each set of 3-by-3 squares within the grid is also separated by a thicker line. So, in essence, it’s a 3-by-3 grid, and each box in that grid is divided into its own 3-by-3 grid. Anyways, in each of the small boxes, a number from 1 to 9 is placed so that each row, column, and 3-by-3 box has the numbers 1 to 9, with none repeated. There’s no math involved, just numbers.
Now, to let you in on a little secret, I’m a closet geek. Well, I guess I’m not so much of a closet geek since I just said that and posted it on the internet for everyone to see. But anyways, when I was younger especially, I loved logic puzzles. Word searches, crossword puzzles, jumbles, word games, number games, cryptograms – anything you could throw at me, I would tackle with an unreserved passion. I’ve kind of gotten out of that habit lately, but I still look at everything in life as one big logic puzzle, it seems. The point that I’m trying to make, though, is that these logic puzzles took effort. They were hard. They challenged your mind, they made you think, and I had to struggle to get through each one (or just give up and cheat by looking at…Continue Reading
I know I’ve been pretty depressing lately with my posts. “I’m so bored. Did I tell you just how bored I am?” This past weekend finally broke that. And for that, I’m certainly glad. So, since I actually have something interesting to talk about now, I figured I might as well update my blog. Fair enough? I think so. It’s better than having a bunch more posts about being bored. I’m sure you’re bored about reading about my boredom by now.
Friday was just a strange day. Jordan talked to me on MSN at around 2:00 PM or so, and told me about how he was supposed to go to Murch Music at 10:30 AM with Zac and Aaron, and was supposed to get up and call me, but had slept through his alarm. So instead, he was trying to get some other people to go. I was up for it, and he called Kyle, who was interested as well. Jon also worked until about 3:30, and then he would be free and probably up for it. So that was the plan. I had to put gas in the car before that, since I was driving, and there was less than a quarter of a tank left. So I waited until about 3:30, and then about that time, Jordan told me that he was going to go have a shower. So I got ready, and then waited for him to be ready. After all, there’s nothing more awkward than going…Continue Reading