Happy Birthday Fucker! 

Today is Adam Avitable’s Birthday. I made this colour drawing way back when he visited me in Ottawa.

And for the record, it wasn’t that cold.

Happy Birthday Fucker!

Photo a day challenge – January 2012

1. You
2. Breakfast
3. Something you adore
4. Letterbox
5. Something you wore
6. Makes you smile
7. Favourite
8. Your sky
9. Daily routine
10. Childhood
11. Where you sleep
12. Close-up
13. In your bag
14. Something you’re reading
15. Happiness
16. Morning
17. Water
18. Something you bought
19. Sweet
20. Someone you love
21. Reflection
22. Your shoes
23. Something old
24. Guilty pleasure
25. Something you made
26. Colour
27. Lunch
28. Light
29. Inside your fridge
30. Nature
31. You, again

New Moon pillow case – 1.25$

Express air shipping – 24.97$

Black Light – 34.95$

Discovering that Adam plays for both teams (Edward and Jacob) – Priceless.

Well to be fair I think his disbelief was much more about me telling the truth, but let’s not focus on that, m’kay?

So here it is, proof I don’t own a microwave:

I blogged about it on April 27, 2007. I never replaced the microwave since that day. Part of the reason is that we really don’t need a microwave, and part of the reason is that LovelyWife wants a model that goes above the stove, and most of those models requires a vent to the outside, which my kitchen does not possess at this point. Anybody owning a house knows of the domino effect when it comes to renos, and in our house we somehow go from a vent to the outside to redoing the bathrooms and the basement. Don’t ask, it’s complicated.

Look at these:

This is where the microwave should be.

Well, this is where the old microwave was. Like I said, the new one should be above the stove.

Once the Corn Flakes are removed, you can see the power outlet.

So there you go, proof that I don’t own a microwave.

So what about you? Is there anything you don’t have that other people think that you’re somewhat crazy because you don’t? I’m paraphrasing Avitable, of course. I don’t think he thinks I’m crazy. Well not for not having a microwave anyways.

All good things must come to an end, I know. But it still makes me sad.

And so another chapter closes on Avitaween. You can see my pictures on Flickr. I’m sure that soon enough, we’ll create a picture pool of some sort.

Until next year…

Seriously, I got hit in the head by one of his harmonicas. He threw three in the crowd and the third one hit me. And no, I wasn’t quick enough to grab it – someone else beat me, nay scratched me to it.

[But first, cue harp flashback music]

The day started with some breakfast, followed by a visit to the gym and the pool. We then relaxed a bit, took showers and went to lunch at Seasons 52. I highly recommend it.

We then waited for SheilaCSR to get her butt to the hotel. We finally said hello as she was getting here and we were leaving for the Blues Travelers’ show at the House of Blues, where we walked around for a bit, had some food (too much food) and then stood around for 5 hours waiting in line, listening to Mike Dunn and the Kings of New England and then Blues Travelers. Oh, and did I mention I got hit in the head by an harmonica? Because I totally did.

We made our way back to the Hilton, where Avitable himself was waiting by the door to greet us (also, he was helping SheilaCSR staying up / walking). A few other bloggers were inside (Poppy, Dawg, Finn, Bellaventa, Kim205, Mr. Fab, Turnbaby and a few others I’m forgetting I’m sure.

Because I got hit in the head.

The end.

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I wonder what I’ll do today…

We fly from Ottawa to Montreal from 6:00 to 6:40. This is in lieu of a 2 hour drive, but it’s on one of those really really small Bombardier Dash-8 plane.

Clicking makes the image bigger, but sadly not the plane

Yes, those are freaking propellers. I don’t know if I’m more scared of not making it to Montréal, or simply to go deaf from the sound. I must remember to grab some earplugs for the ride. To paraphrase Alien: In a Dash-8. no one can hear you scream. I said: NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM.  Sigh. Just forget it.

We then fly from Montréal to Orlando from 8:15 t0 11:30.

With the luggage pick-up, the rental car pick-up I think we’ll make it to the Altamonte Hilton for 14:30.

And then, the real fun begins…

So, it’s now 19:40 yesterday night. I haven’t packed anything yet, and the hockey game is starting. Tough choice… You might see me naked in Orlando.

I.

Can’t.

Wait.

Sadly, I now have to go to work. Sigh.

Click to embiggify

Happy Birthday Adam! See you in a week!

*Edit: Did I mention I have the flu? Apparently a side effect of the flu is that I can’t read because Hilly Tweeted “Happy BossDay” and I read “Happy Birthday”. Of course, I knew Adam’s birthday was on January 26th. Stupid brain. Meh, let’s make this Adam’s honorary birthday okay?

CutieDaughter drew the leaning tower of Pisa, which seems to have been moved to Holland.

The artist and her drawing.

AudaciousSon drew the solar system, in an apparent once in a lifetime planetary alignment.

The artist with his work.

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And that’s all you’re getting, because I’ve been trying to solve a certain person‘s template issues, and it’s 23:53 and I have to go to bed now.