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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006</id><updated>2009-07-05T20:16:39+00:00</updated><title type="text">Scott Simpson: Big Ass Superstar</title><subtitle type="html">Scott Simpson presents: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14972286@N00/"&gt;Big Ass Photos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=bigasssuperstar"&gt;Big Ass Videos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.onlinemusicnetwork.ca/members/60/info.php"&gt;Big Ass Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.lonelywearshop.com"&gt;LonelyWear&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/atom.xml" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>423</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BigAssSuperstar" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>BigAssSuperstar</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><title type="text">Field of goutweed [Flickr]</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/ypiK-ZB7Ghc/" /><category term="weed" /><category term="flowering" /><category term="bishops" /><category term="gout" /><category term="goutweed" /><author><name>BigAssSuperBlog</name><uri>http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/</uri></author><updated>2009-07-05T13:16:39-07:00</updated><id>tag:flickr.com,2005:/photo/3691576388</id><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3691576388/" title="Field of goutweed"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2543/3691576388_f6a0bf8691_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Field of goutweed" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The goutweed is now flowering. Oh, crap. This is from the backyard portion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/ypiK-ZB7Ghc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="enclosure" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2543/3691576388_77d5ea1fa8_o.jpg" length="0" type="image/jpeg" /><dc:date.Taken xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-05T14:17:20-08:00</dc:date.Taken><feedburner:origLink>http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3691576388/</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><title type="text">Backyard summer 2009 two-shot [Flickr]</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/OmpbxKQS0zw/" /><author><name>BigAssSuperBlog</name><uri>http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/</uri></author><updated>2009-07-05T13:16:27-07:00</updated><id>tag:flickr.com,2005:/photo/3691575748</id><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3691575748/" title="Backyard summer 2009 two-shot"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2623/3691575748_c10d828c35_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Backyard summer 2009 two-shot" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/OmpbxKQS0zw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="enclosure" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2623/3691575748_75cd893f74_o.jpg" length="0" type="image/jpeg" /><dc:date.Taken xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-05T14:16:13-08:00</dc:date.Taken><feedburner:origLink>http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3691575748/</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><title type="text">Shed - interior [Flickr]</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/d43YHUYWE6c/" /><author><name>BigAssSuperBlog</name><uri>http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/</uri></author><updated>2009-07-05T13:16:14-07:00</updated><id>tag:flickr.com,2005:/photo/3690767131</id><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3690767131/" title="Shed - interior"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2663/3690767131_7114aae361_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Shed - interior" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The concrete floor of the lower level shed has been wet for a while. Then again, it's been raining for the past month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/d43YHUYWE6c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="enclosure" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2663/3690767131_9c05d6fb48_o.jpg" length="0" type="image/jpeg" /><dc:date.Taken xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-05T14:05:16-08:00</dc:date.Taken><feedburner:origLink>http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3690767131/</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><title type="text">Front yard spider web [Flickr]</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/6uUwTe-q_B4/" /><category term="yard" /><category term="spider" /><category term="web" /><category term="front" /><author><name>BigAssSuperBlog</name><uri>http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/</uri></author><updated>2009-07-01T09:46:07-07:00</updated><id>tag:flickr.com,2005:/photo/3678233363</id><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3678233363/" title="Front yard spider web"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/3678233363_5de52954ef_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Front yard spider web" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A dewey spider web in the front garden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/6uUwTe-q_B4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="enclosure" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2447/3678233363_5bdf1423aa_o.jpg" length="0" type="image/jpeg" /><dc:date.Taken xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-06-25T08:51:06-08:00</dc:date.Taken><feedburner:origLink>http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3678233363/</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><title type="text">Front lawn [Flickr]</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/f5QfoqONX90/" /><category term="lawn" /><category term="front" /><category term="messy" /><author><name>BigAssSuperBlog</name><uri>http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/</uri></author><updated>2009-07-01T09:45:58-07:00</updated><id>tag:flickr.com,2005:/photo/3678232965</id><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt; posted a photo:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3678232965/" title="Front lawn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2546/3678232965_cd2d5cfca4_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="Front lawn" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A mess of different plants that make up our front lawn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/f5QfoqONX90" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="enclosure" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2546/3678232965_687a39577c_o.jpg" length="0" type="image/jpeg" /><dc:date.Taken xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-06-25T08:49:54-08:00</dc:date.Taken><feedburner:origLink>http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3678232965/</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-1130765931762340481</id><published>2009-06-29T13:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:54:48.577-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title type="text">More funny blogs to make you laugh out loud</title><content type="html">The web has never been funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some sites that have made me laugh so hard recently, I thought I'd need medical assistance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.yousuckatkijiji.com/"&gt;You Suck at Kijiji&lt;/a&gt; - mocking the stupidity of people posting to the free classifieds web site that's popular in Canada&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.yousuckatcraigslist.com/"&gt;You Suck at Craigslist&lt;/a&gt; - same idea, but for Craigslist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com/"&gt;F My Life&lt;/a&gt; - sometimes life just fs you in the a&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://mylifeisaverage.com/"&gt;My Life is Average&lt;/a&gt; - same premise, but for banal things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/"&gt;Awkward Family Photos&lt;/a&gt; - like it says&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.fupenguin.com/"&gt;F U Penguin&lt;/a&gt; - cute animals are more than they appear to be&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com/"&gt;Passive Aggressive Notes&lt;/a&gt; - if you could please visit these web sites, it'd be appreciated. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm especially fond of the first one. But they're all hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-1130765931762340481?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/eFxm4gRIBsQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/1130765931762340481/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=1130765931762340481&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/1130765931762340481" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/1130765931762340481" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/eFxm4gRIBsQ/more-funny-blogs-to-make-you-laugh-out.html" title="More funny blogs to make you laugh out loud" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/06/more-funny-blogs-to-make-you-laugh-out.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-6833729883858349857</id><published>2009-06-29T13:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T13:29:20.616-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wedding" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home buying" /><title type="text">Roof's on, holes dug, deadlines creep</title><content type="html">Didn't take long for Bernie and his Coughlin crew to put the new roof on the place. A lot of noise and flying nails, and one instance of me catching one worker peeing on the side of the house, but otherwise, an incident-free installation. And, the sun came out later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front and back yards continue to be a wonderland of life forms. The front lawn is a diverse blend of clover, creeping charlie, dandelions, little purple flowers, chinchbug-eaten lawn, and some grass in there too. Amanda's on a gardening tear, so we spent Saturday digging two circles in the front lawn to make homes for more plants. Within the dirt was a few hundred ants, several white grubs, possible chinchbugs, spiders, beetles, and stuff I'm probably blocking from memory because they were so creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds love our place almost as much as we do. They've been coming by less in the rain -- which has lasted for what seems like weeks now -- but we've seen robins, blue jays, little black squawky birds, big black birds, at least one kind of woodpecker, and a hummingbird or two. Really cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're starting to crack down on getting-stuff-done on the wedding front. Small victories here and there, but I acknowledge that we may be behind in such areas as letting people know what they can do to help, and what their roles encompass. Ack! I'll be in touch soon, I hope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-6833729883858349857?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/nCAboTO87Ts" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/6833729883858349857/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=6833729883858349857&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/6833729883858349857" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/6833729883858349857" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/nCAboTO87Ts/roofs-on-holes-dug-deadlines-creep.html" title="Roof's on, holes dug, deadlines creep" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/06/roofs-on-holes-dug-deadlines-creep.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-9210209910511874791</id><published>2009-06-25T07:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T07:54:25.976-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home buying" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title type="text">Joys of home ownership, up and down</title><content type="html">Well, *this* has been an interesting few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night while we were waiting for dinner, we heard some kind of bang. I went to the basement hall and saw the cats near the litterbox looking perplexed. I thought they were fighting or something. Then I heard a hissing noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/london/content/images/2006/03/24/water_leak_300x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/london/content/images/2006/03/24/water_leak_300x400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I scurried under the stairwell and saw a spray coming from the main water line. Uh-oh! A leak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Amanda grab a bucket and some towels while I shut off the line ahead of the meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A call to the &lt;a href="http://www.halifax.ca/hrwc/"&gt;city's emergency number&lt;/a&gt; summoned a repairman about an hour later. He arrived ... leaving a trail of blood down the stairs. Yeah, apparently he'd cut himself on an earlier call and the dirty bandage just wasn't keeping the crimson nectar inside his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he muttered something about the packing in the valve being bad or something. And something about washers being made of leather. In the end, he fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, crisis solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ... about 15 minutes ago ... that'd be about 7:30 ... we were awaked by the doorbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Bernie! Bernie! Bernie from &lt;a href="http://www.bbb.org/maritime-provinces/business-reviews/roofing-contractors/coughlans-roofing-ltd-in-lower-sackville-ns-17271"&gt;Coughlan's Roofing&lt;/a&gt;! Yeah, Bernie from Coughlan's Roofing here to do the roof! Bernie who was supposed to call on Monday! Or Tuesday! Or even yesterday to say he'd be coming by today to replace our roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No problem that it's raining today. "It's not going to rain!" says the young man on our roof, tearing off shingles with roofing nails flying around. "We haven't worked all week, so it's not going to rain on us today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At present, the house is shaking like God is cleaning his shoes on our eaves. The cats are either intrigued, alarmed or bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must learn how to ambush people in their sleep as a tactic to profit and succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so dearly looking forward to sleeping in on Saturday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-9210209910511874791?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/g04la_qGhbg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/9210209910511874791/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=9210209910511874791&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/9210209910511874791" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/9210209910511874791" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/g04la_qGhbg/joys-of-home-ownership-up-and-down.html" title="Joys of home ownership, up and down" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/06/joys-of-home-ownership-up-and-down.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-5228346949867278250</id><published>2009-06-18T00:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:45:11.430-03:00</updated><title type="text">Naughty backyard raccoon</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3636975819/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3603/3636975819_da6aae3f78.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3636975819/"&gt;Naughty backyard raccoon&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of a series of pictures snapped past midnight last night as I looked off the back deck and saw a raccoon causing mischief in our backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it reached up and started tugging at the yellow extension cord that runs from the deck to the shed. Then it walked over to the clothesline and pulled down a big blue fleece blanket ... and either planned to heist it, or make it a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hustled down the stairs to ask its name, but it scurried off into the neighbour's yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitty seemed intrigued by the smell of the blanket when I brought it inside. I hope it didn't smell like rabies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-5228346949867278250?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/yGJz0hyPYes" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/5228346949867278250/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=5228346949867278250&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/5228346949867278250" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/5228346949867278250" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/yGJz0hyPYes/naughty-backyard-raccoon.html" title="Naughty backyard raccoon" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/06/naughty-backyard-raccoon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-1013708376310694538</id><published>2009-06-15T13:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:34:02.611-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="money" /><title type="text">A two-legged return to normalcy: general update</title><content type="html">Looks like Amanda's leg malfunction wasn't as serious as first diagnosed. The orthopedic hottie doctor at the Cobequid Health Centre squeezed and flexed her on Friday and told her to scram and resume living. She's not at full speed yet, but she's clear to return to baseball and other fun-ness as much as the pain allows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freakin' out thinking that this past weekend contained Father's Day, and that I'd missed yet another card-sending deadline. But on Saturday we figured out, courtesy of the interwebs, that Father's Day is &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; coming Sunday. So, if all goes well, I will have sent a card on time...for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yard work is a blessing and a curse. I can't say that I enjoy mowing the lawn, but I like how it looks afterward. I've taken a few passes at the evil evil goutweed with the weed whacker, and I've enjoyed decimating the greenspace. It was a bloodbath. Imagine throwing a grocer's supply of celery into an open blender, and you get the idea. Goutweed guts were spraying all around, into my glasses, onto my face, onto my clothes. Damned crap keeps growing back. But &lt;em&gt;I have a plan&lt;/em&gt;. Mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's election coverage went surprisingly smoothly. In years gone by, I've been assigned to report from the headquarters of assorted fringe/weirdo/longshot candidates for comic relief, or from legit but underdog candidates for boo-hoo updates. It was nice to be at the winner's party for a change. And the results (a sweeping majority win for the first NDP government east of Ontario) came in so quickly that I was outta there at a reasonable hour. I did not sample the open bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My net worth chart over at networthiq has been updated. Up 5% in the past month. Good showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cashed out some stock and maxed out my RRSP. And I rebalanced, or more accurately, began balancing and diversifying my RRSP. Perhaps I'll write a post about this another time, but instead of having all my loot in two equity mutual funds -- one of which wasn't moving at all -- I spread it out across money market, bond index, and a variety of equity funds. Oughta be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shout-out to my sister's growing family. Two kids now, and they're buying a new house. Excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding planning continues to crawl along. We now have the venue, the cake-maker, an officiant, a photographer, a florist, and probably more. October 10 is the day -- don't forget. I must get on top of the what-people-are-assigned-to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent at-home project has been building bass traps and broadband sound absorbers for my home studio. I hope to get the last of them up on the wall soon, then do a showcase post about 'em. I think they're cool, and the room seems to sound better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The folks at work surprised me last week. It was the 15th anniversary of my first paid shift with the company. Fifteen years! In my business, that's a long time to be at one company. There was cake ... I got a free shirt ... folks signed a card ... a certificate from the new CEO ... and a generous gift card for the Blue Jays, cable/wireless/internet or the Shopping Channel. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the roundup for now. Keep at 'er.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-1013708376310694538?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/ycUp7gTdN5M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/1013708376310694538/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=1013708376310694538&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/1013708376310694538" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/1013708376310694538" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/ycUp7gTdN5M/two-legged-return-to-normalcy-general.html" title="A two-legged return to normalcy: general update" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/06/two-legged-return-to-normalcy-general.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-396561180955182594</id><published>2009-06-15T13:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:01:03.582-03:00</updated><title type="text">80s Commercials - McDLT [Jason Alexander]</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/UTSdUOC8Kac' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/UTSdUOC8Kac'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If this had had bacon.... you'd want it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-396561180955182594?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/TmBxNX4hJ7Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/396561180955182594/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=396561180955182594&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/396561180955182594" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/396561180955182594" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/TmBxNX4hJ7Q/80s-commercials-mcdlt-jason-alexander.html" title="80s Commercials - McDLT [Jason Alexander]" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/06/80s-commercials-mcdlt-jason-alexander.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-3521740231813171690</id><published>2009-06-09T12:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:35:35.412-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">Hobbling toward the end of a busy stretch</title><content type="html">Friends and family on Facebook (the place what I ain't at) are, I'm sure, already up to speed on this, but for the rest, the big news this week is that my fiancee Amanda is at home with no mobility while I'm here at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a busy weekend of gardening and lawn care. Monday I was up early for an appointment, then had a frustrating day at work. Around 10 o'clock, Amanda went up to get &lt;a href="http://www.kraftcanada.com/EN/PRODUCTS/P-R/PhiladelphiaDips.aspx"&gt;a snack&lt;/a&gt; and I considered briefing myself on my work assignment for Tuesday and test-driving &lt;a href="http://www.jkaudio.com/bluepack.htm"&gt;some new technology for work&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a crash, a smack, and a scream, and Amanda was in a pile at the bottom of the basement stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like she missed a step coming down when she was a few steps up from the bottom. She came straight down her right leg, and says she felt something give. Her leg buckled and she flopped to the floor in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She refused to go to hospital by ambulance, citing cost. So, wincing in pain, we gathered up a few essentials and crawled to the car. It took, what, 20 minutes to drive into town to the ER, with every bump and pothole causing more pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triage at the ER sent us to a waiting room around 11pm. Then she was moved to the plaster-spattered room where they make casts -- improvised as a waiting room. I stayed until around 1:30am, having not seen a doctor, then drove home to get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4:20am, the doorbell woke me up. Amanda had arrived home in a taxi, but didn't have enough money on hand to pay the fare. I dug up some money out of the spare cash jar and sent the nice cabbie on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the doctor's preliminary diagnosis is that she suffered a partial &lt;a href="http://sportsmedicine.about.com/cs/leg_injuries/a/thigh1.htm"&gt;tear to her quadriceps&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ucsfhealth.org/adult/medical_services/ortho/sports_medicine/conditions/mcl/signs.html"&gt;MCL&lt;/a&gt;. She's been put in some kind of flexible cast/bandage and needs crutches. This will temporarily derail her new hobbies of gardening and baseball, and effectively keeps her housebound, since she can't drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a long day for both of us ... and another one today. Amanda has a friend coming over to visit, and hopefully help ... and I can't be there because it's election day in Nova Scotia, and I'm pulling a double shift. I'll be in Dartmouth tonight to cover the NDP campaign, and this'll be a big one, since pollsters and pundits are forecasting a possible NDP win -- the first NDP government ever formed east of Ontario. So, it's going to be a late night, and my poor dear is home by herself with a bum leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend can't some soon enough, gang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-3521740231813171690?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/m-u8WtMDjmQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/3521740231813171690/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=3521740231813171690&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/3521740231813171690" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/3521740231813171690" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/m-u8WtMDjmQ/hobbling-toward-end-of-busy-stretch.html" title="Hobbling toward the end of a busy stretch" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/06/hobbling-toward-end-of-busy-stretch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-825692737860238718</id><published>2009-05-29T12:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:26:14.505-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title type="text">Introducing Nephew 2.0!</title><content type="html">Congratulations to my little sister and her husband on the arrival of their new son Callum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-825692737860238718?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/bB3fExmsHqA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/825692737860238718/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=825692737860238718&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/825692737860238718" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/825692737860238718" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/bB3fExmsHqA/introducing-nephew-20.html" title="Introducing Nephew 2.0!" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/05/introducing-nephew-20.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-8084741052567947142</id><published>2009-05-24T20:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:16:47.381-03:00</updated><title type="text">Clothes: hang 'em high!</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3560447567/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3360/3560447567_a671649e6f.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3560447567/"&gt;Backyard clothesline is a go&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're now cool like the rest of the kids on the block by adding a clothesline to the backyard. Energy savings, here we come! The clothesline stuff came in a kit, which came out cheaper than buying the pulleys, cable, hooks, winch and spacer separately. Then again, the ladder was, what, $149, but we needed one anyway. And it was half-price at Canadian Tire. Seriously, it's a badass ladder!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-8084741052567947142?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/J4YAywcIBYg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/8084741052567947142/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=8084741052567947142&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/8084741052567947142" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/8084741052567947142" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/J4YAywcIBYg/clothes-hang-high.html" title="Clothes: hang &amp;#39;em high!" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/05/clothes-hang-high.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-4622724076402315296</id><published>2009-05-24T20:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:08:12.956-03:00</updated><title type="text">The side garden: a challenge</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3561227664/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3401/3561227664_a43e7647e2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3561227664/"&gt;The side garden: a challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For a proper point-by-point explanation of this picture, please click on it. You'll end up at my Flickr site, where notes are overlaid.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-4622724076402315296?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/0SHa-0s7yAk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/4622724076402315296/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=4622724076402315296&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/4622724076402315296" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/4622724076402315296" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/0SHa-0s7yAk/side-garden-challenge.html" title="The side garden: a challenge" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/05/side-garden-challenge.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-2936487936274400364</id><published>2009-05-24T20:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:03:42.888-03:00</updated><title type="text">Death beneath the arbour</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3561226636/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3367/3561226636_97b246875a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3561226636/"&gt;Death beneath the arbour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This downed birds' nest and smashed egg was found underneath the arbour in our backyard. Unclear whether it was the wind, a cat, gravity, or some combination thereof, but it's kind of sad!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-2936487936274400364?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/gy0BQOb5o78" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/2936487936274400364/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=2936487936274400364&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/2936487936274400364" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/2936487936274400364" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/gy0BQOb5o78/death-beneath-arbour.html" title="Death beneath the arbour" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/05/death-beneath-arbour.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-7009075890664642064</id><published>2009-05-21T22:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:56:54.151-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title type="text">Night of the June Bugs</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bugsforthugs.com/2006/12/02/ask-an-entomologist-can-june-bugs-see/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 342px;" src="http://www.bugsforthugs.com/wp-content/uploads/June_Bug.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though it's May 21, this seems to be the night the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phyllophaga_%28genus%29"&gt;June Bugs&lt;/a&gt; have awakened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just outside (just before 11pm), and they were all over the place, bumping into our siding and ... yuck, bumping into me. There were four of them at the foot of the side door alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was a poor wayward bumblebee, crawling along the ground, buzzing, looking lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I have respect for all the creatures of creation, and don't wish suffering upon any being ... um, these things are just GROSS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-7009075890664642064?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/36e-7cncPwE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/7009075890664642064/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=7009075890664642064&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/7009075890664642064" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/7009075890664642064" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/36e-7cncPwE/night-of-june-bugs.html" title="Night of the June Bugs" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/05/night-of-june-bugs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-5258185553318617750</id><published>2009-05-19T07:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:49:00.527-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="money" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="entertainment" /><title type="text">Buying stupid crap is fun</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/b278_thinkgeek_annoyatron_v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 212px;" src="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/b278_thinkgeek_annoyatron_v2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've read some articles in the PF blogosphere about people who preach frugality, but have gaps in their spending where they buy seemingly stupid things. Some people get a kick out of "outing" these people as &lt;a href="http://www.google.ca/search?q=frugal+fraud&amp;amp;ie=utf-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;aq=t&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;frugal frauds&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw another post at &lt;a href="http://www.getrichslowly.org/blog/"&gt;Get Rich Slowly&lt;/a&gt; titled &lt;a href="http://www.google.ca/search?q=frugal+fraud&amp;amp;ie=utf-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;aq=t&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;The Lure of SkyMall&lt;/a&gt;, about being tempted by the gadgets in the airplane catalogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's a post of mine, and you can read it as confessional or boasting. Me, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some crazy crap recently at &lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com"&gt;thinkgeek.com&lt;/a&gt;. And I'm not ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase One was the Annoy-a-tron 2.0. (Pictured here.) It's a credit card-sized circuit board that makes annoying noises at random intervals. It has magnets for hiding. It has a switch to toggle among six sound choices: beep, 12 kHz electronic noise sound, 15kHz, cricket, doorbell, and alternating between all sounds. I set it on 'cricket' last week and annoyed some coworkers. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase Two was Tengu, a USB-powered LED face a little smaller than a deck of playing cards. It moves its face in time with speech. I've put Tengu beside the scanner at work, so when the fire department is called out to a false alarm at a school, we can watch a funny face talk along with it. See &lt;a href="http://tengutengutengu.com"&gt;tengutengutengu.com&lt;/a&gt; for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase Three was the &lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/homeoffice/gear/a941/"&gt;Beating Heart Stress Relief Pillow&lt;/a&gt;. Amanda's been stressed to the max lately, so I thought it'd be a nice gift. The web site says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;... every time you turn it on, an entirely unique heartbeat rhythm is created. In fact, every rhythm itself gradually changes and subtly dances, algorithmically modeling the heartbeat in a deep meditative state. This isn't a pre-recorded rhythm and this isn't a "heartbeat sound." This is a physical heartbeat that realistically changes over time.   &lt;p&gt;Our hearts naturally begin to dance and sync with the hearts of other we hold or hug. This is a phenomenon we have observed for ages. Hugging the Beating Heart a few minutes allows the calm and dreamy beat to relax the body, ease the mind, and cajoles the spirit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, there are my recent buys from thinkgeek.com. I think they're pretty cool. And so what if they set me back about $100 US? I don't buy myself a lot of junk any more. Being frugal in other areas allows me to splurge on crap when I feel the need to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What have you bought lately that people might think you foolish for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-5258185553318617750?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/GhfwDmSxw0E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/5258185553318617750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=5258185553318617750&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/5258185553318617750" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/5258185553318617750" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/GhfwDmSxw0E/buying-stupid-crap-is-fun.html" title="Buying stupid crap is fun" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/05/buying-stupid-crap-is-fun.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-6395019923553668823</id><published>2009-05-18T16:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:08:50.129-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="un-weighted" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fatblogging" /><title type="text">One little victory after another</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3542909127/in/photostream/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/3542909127_11fd14955c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm super-duper sore today after spending most of yesterday downtown at the Blue Nose Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran the 5k for the third year in a row, and killed my previous times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007, I finished in 38:55.9. &lt;a href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2008/05/i-finished-5k-and-thats-win.html"&gt;Last year, I finished in 41:14.8.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, &lt;a href="http://www.sportstats.ca/display-results.php?racecode=44592&amp;amp;first=SCOTT&amp;amp;last=SIMPSON&amp;amp;city=TIMBERLEA"&gt;I finished in 37:36.4&lt;/a&gt;. That's 3:37.6 faster than last year, and 1:18.6 faster than 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, despite having done little to no training this year. So, I guess I have more in me than I thought I did! I did work a little bit with the &lt;a href="http://www.ullreys.com/robert/Podcasts/podcasts/podcasts.html"&gt;Couch to 5k Podcasts&lt;/a&gt;, and that helped me adjust my stride and pacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Greg, who recently left the radio station to move back to his home town with his wife and daughter, was running his first marathon ever. And he did a tremendous job! He didn't just finish -- he got a good time! Way to go, Greggy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are other wins around the loop ... my sister and her hubby just sold their first home, bought a new one, and they're having their second baby by the end of the month. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... yeah, life comes and goes in waves, doesn't it? Achieving a steady, stable state of perfection is impossible. Sometimes the best you can do is do all you can to make sure that when the tide comes in, it goes back out again. Or vice versa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-6395019923553668823?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/sJLGvz_h5sc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/6395019923553668823/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=6395019923553668823&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/6395019923553668823" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/6395019923553668823" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/sJLGvz_h5sc/one-little-victory-after-another.html" title="One little victory after another" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/05/one-little-victory-after-another.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-3881266205802044474</id><published>2009-05-13T13:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:32:21.698-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title type="text">Some web sites what have been amusing I lately</title><content type="html">Been reading some silly fun stuff on the net lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://askaurinal.com/"&gt;Ask A Urinal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://pictureisunrelated.com/"&gt;Picture Is Unrelated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com/"&gt;F My Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://overheardinthenewsroom.com/"&gt;Overheard In The Newsroom&lt;/a&gt; (odds are you won't spot the one I submitted)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://engrishfunny.com/"&gt;Engrish Funny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and the usual stuff that can be found in the Blogrolling sidebar (over there ----&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a browse and be prepared to laff out loud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-3881266205802044474?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/jM52ypvUwrM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/3881266205802044474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=3881266205802044474&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/3881266205802044474" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/3881266205802044474" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/jM52ypvUwrM/some-web-sites-what-have-been-amusing-i.html" title="Some web sites what have been amusing I lately" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/05/some-web-sites-what-have-been-amusing-i.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-8056465210110828068</id><published>2009-04-30T09:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:05:01.256-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title type="text">Tech-Related Bandwagons I've Hopped On</title><content type="html">Here's a follow-up to yesterday's post, &lt;a href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/03/ten-tech-related-bandwagons-ive-skipped.html"&gt;Tech-Related Bandwagons I've Skipped&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not anti-tech. I'm not tech-obsessed. In fact, I'm perhaps slightly ahead of my time on a few things here and there. I'll save the mistimed technological pickups for the next post. Here's some of the appropriately timed adoptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DVR/PVR technology -&lt;br /&gt;A friend put together a homebrew personal video recorder a few years back, before most people had head of such a thing. I had a home theatre PC well ahead of the trend. And it's been one of the most world-changing things I've had in the house. Skipping commercials and pre-planning TV watching has been phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Roomba the Robot Vacuum Cleaner -&lt;br /&gt;As close as I may ever come to living in the Jetsons world. Having the robot do the cleaning is a treat! Entertaining, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BlackBerry -&lt;br /&gt;I started using a BlackBerry for work back before they had model numbers ... back when it was just the RIM BlackBerry. It had just a few lines of black and white text, was roughly the size of a pager and ran on a single AA battery. Now I sport a BlackBerry 6290 (I think) -- the blue-plastic, semi-colour screen. Among handhelds, it's considered an antique now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Blogging -&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a particularly prolific or famous blogger -- big whoop, I have half a dozen people (who probably know me personally) subscribed by RSS -- but I've been at it longer than some of the heavyweights. Live on the bloggah since 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ipod, Itunes, Podcasting -&lt;br /&gt;I got my ipod nano well after the first waves of ipod popularity. And not long after trying it out for music, someone suggested listening to podcasts. I started with Grammar Girl back in her early days, and now podcasts are almost all I listen to. I get CBC shows such as DNTO, Quirks &amp;amp; Quarks and Search Engine ... Quick &amp;amp; Dirty podcasts including Grammar Girl, Money Girl and Get-It-Done Guy ... funny stuff like Smodcast featuring Kevin Smith and You Look Nice Today featuring Scott Simpson ... financial stuff like Dave Ramsey and The Disciplined Investor ... and personal growth material such as Zencast. It makes the bus rides very educational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BitTorrent -&lt;br /&gt;I was on Napster ... I was on that other file-sharing thing that came afterward ... and now I love BitTorrent more than any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Networked Home -&lt;br /&gt;As has been extensively documented here, the new house is wired with Cat6 cable, so I'm thoroughly prepared for the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-8056465210110828068?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/O7UTOPqVQXc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/8056465210110828068/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=8056465210110828068&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/8056465210110828068" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/8056465210110828068" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/O7UTOPqVQXc/tech-related-bandwagons-ive-hopped-on.html" title="Tech-Related Bandwagons I've Hopped On" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/04/tech-related-bandwagons-ive-hopped-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-5121114604396909830</id><published>2009-04-29T13:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:16:07.189-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="technology" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title type="text">(ten?) Tech-Related Bandwagons I've Skipped</title><content type="html">Some people think of me as a cutting-edge tech geek. That just ain't true. I was, perhaps, an ahead-of-my-time nerd in the 1980s, but I've opted not to take part in many of the tech fads of the modern era. Here are the big ones that come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Facebook -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not on the facebook. It often seems like I'm the only one. Social networks sound like fun, but I've never been particularly social, so I've yet to see the use. One day I might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Twitter -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't see the point. I know it's the big cool thing now, but I really really don't get the fuss. I'm neither a tweeter nor a follower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Skype -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the idea of it. Free long distance. Quality voice connections. Multi-party conversations. Videophone. Free free free. But I've never installed it because I don't know if anyone else I know would install it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Instant Messaging -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember ICQ? AIM? MSN? What IM app is cool these days? Damned if I know. I got online chatting out of my system back when IRC was entirely text-based and required arcane commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MySpace -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure what it's for. I think it has something to do with music. But every time I've happened upon a MySpace page, it's looked ugly. Very ugly. Ugly and chaotic with pages of weird-looking people saying "thanks for adding me". I'd like to have people listen to my music, and I'm sure it'd put me in touch with some interesting people, but ... ick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- RSS -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a great idea -- to have all the blogs and web sites I visit aggregated in one place. But I've never figured it all out. Even though I offer it here (please subscribe via the button on the right), and endorse its power and awesomeness to anyone who would ask (no one ever has), I don't use it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Bluetooth -&lt;/p&gt;I understand it can let you use your cell phone without pulling out your cell phone. Me, I don't mind pulling out my cell phone the rare time I need to make a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Text messaging -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use it to reply to reporters in the field when I'm at the editor's desk, but that's about it. I see these kids tap-tap-tapping away on their phonemachine gadgets. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cameraphones -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my phone had a camera, I'd use it. But I'm using what's now an 'antique' Blackberry, and it has no phone. I've been using Blackberries since before Blackberries had model numbers -- back when it was just the black-and-white, pager-sized, a few lines of text RIM BlackBerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Linux -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were really a geek, I'd know something about Linux. All I know is that I don't use it, but came close to trying it last summer when uninstalling Norton crippled Windows XP to the point that I spent many many hours on the phone with Microsoft's overseas tech support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Car -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a car. I've had a driver's licence, but that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check in soon for some tech trends I *have* heartily embraced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-5121114604396909830?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/o2DrxLuYYok" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/5121114604396909830/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=5121114604396909830&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/5121114604396909830" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/5121114604396909830" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/o2DrxLuYYok/ten-tech-related-bandwagons-ive-skipped.html" title="(ten?) 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My kitty has been vigilant on spider-watching duty, although she's a complete slacker on spider-eating duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of spider is this? I'm not an expert on spiders. In fact, they kind of creep me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen has been invaded by small ants. We've laid out four ant traps, but I'm running out of patience with this whole "oh, they'll take the poison back to their secret ant lair and they'll all have a fatal feast" method. I don't want ants on my cutting board, dishwasher, countertop .. anywhere. It's kinda gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've asked around and apparently this ant/spider thing is a springtime tradition in Halifax. The ants are just a little early this year. One feller told me that we'll be grateful for the spiders in about two weeks, when the blackfly invasion begins. That'll last about two weeks. And judging by the contents of our mailbox, we're in for a junebug invasion later. (The evidence is a mailbox full of last year's junebugs.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-3749083155817142837?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/t86qFqzrg1E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3484950812/" title="Basement spiders, kitchen ants" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/3749083155817142837/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=3749083155817142837&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/3749083155817142837" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/3749083155817142837" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/t86qFqzrg1E/basement-spiders-kitchen-ants.html" title="Basement spiders, kitchen ants" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/04/basement-spiders-kitchen-ants.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-1846452489309365806</id><published>2009-04-19T23:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:13:50.963-03:00</updated><title type="text">Why I'm sore today; or, Go Leafs Go</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3458092596/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3512/3458092596_9526f360f2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bigasssuperstar/3458092596/"&gt;Fall leaves raked in spring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bigasssuperstar/"&gt;BigAssSuperBlog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom and dad drove out to see the new home and help tick a big pile of things off our household to-do list. Now the upstairs toilet works, the deck won't fall down, the shed has power, the closet doors close without falling off, we have four smoke alarms and a CO detector, a working fireplace, electrically safe outlets outside, fewer cords sticking out here and there, a ceiling fan in the bedroom, a handrail going downstairs, a front door that locks, and tremendous peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank them enormously for the loving gift of their time, expertise and company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also brought down some gifts from Amanda's Ontario bridal shower (thank you everyone!!!!!) ... and an assortment of tools, including a fan rake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went nuts with the rake. The former owners clearly gave up on landscaping and yard maintenance last fall, so I commenced raking up the leaves. What you see before me is at least 30 (I can't count) bags full of yard debris. I could have filled more, but it started raining around the time my muscles finally gave up.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-1846452489309365806?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/BzsVRrxByGQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/1846452489309365806/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=1846452489309365806&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/1846452489309365806" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/1846452489309365806" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/BzsVRrxByGQ/why-i-sore-today-or-go-leafs-go.html" title="Why I&amp;#39;m sore today; or, Go Leafs Go" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/04/why-i-sore-today-or-go-leafs-go.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-281571153069762684</id><published>2009-04-09T14:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:54:57.022-03:00</updated><title type="text">Mow the Lawn</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/MvFSgXpyhoM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/MvFSgXpyhoM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all my posting about the Philips-Norelco Bodygroom ... I now say that this is the best ad going today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-281571153069762684?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/eESyjaCr2rw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/281571153069762684/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=281571153069762684&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/281571153069762684" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/281571153069762684" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/eESyjaCr2rw/mow-lawn.html" title="Mow the Lawn" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/04/mow-lawn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-7514848242904786630</id><published>2009-04-01T17:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:39:58.199-03:00</updated><title type="text">SqueezBacon from ThinkGeek</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/BT2FIL7Uv4M' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/BT2FIL7Uv4M'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Youtube video touting the benefits of SqueezBacon. As if I needed convincing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-7514848242904786630?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/Ek_rR8Zfje0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/7514848242904786630/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=7514848242904786630&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/7514848242904786630" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/7514848242904786630" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/Ek_rR8Zfje0/squeezbacon-from-thinkgeek.html" title="SqueezBacon from ThinkGeek" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/04/squeezbacon-from-thinkgeek.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-8466194775239939337</id><published>2009-03-30T17:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:44:23.758-03:00</updated><title type="text">What news anchors do during commercials</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/S7ehlw_phys' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/S7ehlw_phys'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow ... and I thought my co-anchor and I had fun during breaks. These folks must've been working together for years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-8466194775239939337?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/xPI4aP8M52U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/8466194775239939337/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=8466194775239939337&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/8466194775239939337" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/8466194775239939337" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/xPI4aP8M52U/what-news-anchors-do-during-commercials.html" title="What news anchors do during commercials" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/03/what-news-anchors-do-during-commercials.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-8409204929784321245</id><published>2009-03-24T14:34:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:40:50.088-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="subdivisions" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="entertainment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cygnals" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rush" /><title type="text">Happy 30th Anniversary to Mark Dailey; contradicts 'Subdivisions' story</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.citynews.ca/images/2009-03/mar2309-dailey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://www.citynews.ca/images/2009-03/mar2309-dailey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Toronto broadcasting legend Mark Dailey is marking 30 years with TV station CityTV, and is receiving well-deserved accolades from all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A story published &lt;a href="http://www.citynews.ca/news/news_33123.aspx"&gt;on the CityNews.ca web site&lt;/a&gt; even mentions the story confirmed at cygnals.com and &lt;a href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2008/01/rush-subdivisions-mark-dailey-truth.html"&gt;perpetuated here at BigAssSuperstar.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Our original story mentioned that some thought they'd heard Mark's voice on a Rush song. Andy Deans wondered about that, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The story doesn't mention what Rush song he was on," he complains. "My guess is the voice on 'Subdivisions.' After all, he IS everywhere, you know? If someone could please let me know, that would be great. I'm a big Rush and Citytv fan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark hopes his response clears up this mystery once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's been an urban myth for years. It's not my voice on 'Subdivisions' by Rush but I continue to get credit. I've tried to dispel it but won't go away. Getty Lee (sic) says he doesn't remember."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Mark admits he wouldn't mind getting the royalty cheques!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To go over it again: &lt;a href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/subdivisions-dailey-2002-whole.mp3"&gt;back in 1997, Mark Dailey confirmed&lt;/a&gt; that, as many had suspected, it was indeed his voice on the song: "Subdivisions? That was so long ago, I don't remember that," he said. "I really don't." Was that you, though, I asked? "Yeah, that was me." And he gave me a sample of him saying 'Subdivisions'. &lt;a href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/subdivisions-dailey-2002-whole.mp3"&gt;You can hear it for yourself&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then in 2002, &lt;a href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/subdivisions-dailey-2002-whole.mp3"&gt;he backpedalled a bit&lt;/a&gt;, saying he &lt;em&gt;wasn't sure&lt;/em&gt; whether it was him. He put forth Nolan Johannes' name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, 1997, he said it was. 2002, he wasn't sure. 2009, he's certain it wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mystery revived or mystery solved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-8409204929784321245?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/-5SF7Dn8BFg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/8409204929784321245/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=8409204929784321245&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/8409204929784321245" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/8409204929784321245" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/-5SF7Dn8BFg/happy-30th-anniversary-to-mark-dailey.html" title="Happy 30th Anniversary to Mark Dailey; contradicts 'Subdivisions' story" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/03/happy-30th-anniversary-to-mark-dailey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-1308889298976719267</id><published>2009-03-17T13:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:26:40.494-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="culture" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="entertainment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bruce" /><title type="text">Bruce The Moose: The Comeback?</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36104817@N02/3335548570/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3360/3335548570_4407d474d9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36104817@N02/3335548570/"&gt;Bruce Pictures 1970's&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/36104817@N02/"&gt;quickstone-decorative&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;Oh ... my ... gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long-time Big Ass readers will remember my as-yet-failed quest to learn the history and whereabouts of Bruce The Moose. I had &lt;a href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2007/11/bruce-moose-mall-display-part-one.html"&gt;the original post&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2007/11/bruce-moose-followup-post-1.html"&gt;this follow-up&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could determine at that time was that Bruce The Moose existed at Upper Canada Mall in the late 1970s, and Waterloo Town Square in the mid-1990s. Mall staff were unable to fill in any of the blanks, and posts to message boards around the internet turned up no leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a person who appears to be the creator of Bruce The Moose has commented on my Flickr photos ... and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36104817@N02/"&gt;has Flickr photos of his own&lt;/a&gt; dating back to 1973, shedding unseen light on the Bruce story. I shall endeavour to contact Howard M. Sandy and Quickstone Decorative in Richmond Hill and learn more about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excitement!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-1308889298976719267?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/kxUTCWSnwWA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/1308889298976719267/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=1308889298976719267&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/1308889298976719267" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/1308889298976719267" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/kxUTCWSnwWA/bruce-moose-comeback.html" title="Bruce The Moose: The Comeback?" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/03/bruce-moose-comeback.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16643006.post-6258490867266951356</id><published>2009-03-09T13:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:53:41.309-03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rants" /><title type="text">Zonkadonk tired</title><content type="html">I don't know what's going on today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least two people in the office are home sick today. Those of us who are here are flat-out tired like a bag of rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that, now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bright, sunny, mild day in Halifax. Four hundred and seventy-eight starlings are chirping madly and flying in dark masses around the window ledges of the office building. Yet, I was rolling my eyes in exhaustion on the bus, and stumbled off to find my toque on the floor of the vehicle. Just....tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other day, I could lose an hour of sleep and not feel like this. But somehow the weekend daylight saving shift has wiped us all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are *you* doing today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16643006-6258490867266951356?l=www.bigasssuperstar.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~4/sVfl7Bhe-eI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/6258490867266951356/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16643006&amp;postID=6258490867266951356&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/6258490867266951356" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16643006/posts/default/6258490867266951356" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BigAssSuperstar/~3/sVfl7Bhe-eI/zonkadonk-tired.html" title="Zonkadonk tired" /><author><name>BigAssSuperstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15318287822666550330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05088935197981329817" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.bigasssuperstar.com/2009/03/zonkadonk-tired.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
