Monthly Archives: March 2011
Becky’s Butt
LeSombre has just complained about having nothing to blog about, by Tweeting amusingly and unmercifully. A Tweeter pipes up and… Becky You may blog about my butt. Go. LeSombre But… Becky You may. Go. or, tell me why are you … Continue reading
Ask and ye shall receive?
“I’m going to cook some bacon for breakfast. I’m hesitating between using the blowtorch and sticking the slices in the toaster to cook it. What do you think I should do?” “How about just using a pan?” I reply. “Well … Continue reading
One bullet short of a full gun (32)
I’m doing something a little different this time. Picture bullets. How mean would it be for me to scrape those dots from my window and set up a box of donuts on the table? Remember when I talked about how … Continue reading
Huge
If you follow me on the twitter, the facebook, the flickr and/or the foursquare, you already know that I spent the week end in Montreal. The main purpose of this visit was to go eat at the famous Le Garde-Manger, … Continue reading
Cubans are awesome at playing darts
So the other day I was walking around on campus after two of my friends competed in a speed-walk race. It was pretty funny, because one of the guys was so confident – he is the school champion – but I managed … Continue reading
Dilemma
Every year it’s the same story. Today is St-Patrick’s day. Today is also my mom’s Birthday. She turns one year older than last year. It’s always a struggle to post something either for my mom, or for my love of Guinness. Happy … Continue reading
This? Is Not Better: My Wedding Photo Edition
A few days ago, Angie from A Whole lot of Nothing …and then some posted her engagement picture on her website. Go look, it’s totally worth it. I commented on the post: Of course being French-Canadian we don’t really do engagement … Continue reading
With a little help from my friends
What would you think if I sang out of tune, Would you stand up and walk out on me. Lend me your ears and I’ll sing you a song, And I’ll try not to sing out of key. Oh I … Continue reading
MIA for the weekend
I blame Dave2. But then again, I blame him for almost everything.





