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Deer + Almond
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is a place we went to last night after prowling around The Exchange looking for a place that was open after 9pm where we could get a cup of coffee. one f my major gripes about this city is that pretty much everything shuts down after 9pm which leaves people with little incentive to go & stay downtown, but that's a post for another day.there used to be this greasy diner on the corner of McDermot and Princess where I used to like going because they'd have 1$ hotdog specials from time to time so I led us back that way hoping that, even though the diner was closed down something good would be there.
which there was.
the other great tapas place in town is called Segovia and holy hell is it good but it's kinda expensive and there's barely any seating and Deer+Almond was both pretty inexpensive and had tons of seating even though there were probably a dozen or so other people in there. it's nice but so is this and in a more casual, "you don't have to wait an hour and a half to get in" kind of way.
again, this is 10pm on a Tuesday night in downtown winnipeg. this is unusual. but good.
we had americanos and the kale and quinoa salad which also contained the following: lentils, pickled beets, quail eggs, shredded carrot, sesame and was cool and refreshing and tasted sort of like cucumber. one bowl to share was almost too much food and today I'm eating quinoa in my lunch-salad because it was such a good flavour combination.
we also had the pork belly which was too good for words. as in I actually can't describe how good this crunchy, fatty, sizzling piece of meat was. just have it.
we'd already had dinner hours before so this was more of a (large) late-night snack but we'll definitely be bringing friends back with us to share a bottle of wine and some of their daily specials.
we need more stuff like this downtown: trendy, dark (but not too dark) with night lighting, exquisite and interesting food, a chilled-out atmosphere and it's actually open late on a weeknight which I can't stress is crucial.
afterwards we walked around some more and I took silly pictures of Tyrone but you should really go. you won't be disappointed.
we're watching X-Men First Class
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and it isn't very good.
which isn't surprising because it's a prequel to a movie that I liked which spawned a series of movies that I didn't like but this has Michael Fassboner in it and Tyrone wanted to see it, so, we're watching it.
why are there so many terrible movies nowadays?
lately I've been much more impressed with tv shows (Mad Men, Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones) than any movie I've seen lately which makes me sad because they have big budgets and good actors are out there but I don't remember the last time I saw something that made me go
"wow that was a solid flick!"
maybe it was The Social Network but how long ago did that come out?
I need people to recommend some seriously good movies that I haven't seen that I can watch and have my faith restored in the movie-making community because, damn, it's been letting me down lately.
and not like "Reservoir Dogs" or "Black Swan" or whatever, something really different and unique and original and ideally not some blockbuster crap.
so gimme what you got, people.
tweet at me, email me, leave me a comment here or on facebook
but help a sista out
'cause now Fassboner is sporting the grossest puberty 'stache and I can't handle this anymore.
It's too hot to blog
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Apology
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I'm sorry for being so stressed out lately.
I'm sorry that I ate that last slice of pizza even though I think you secretly wanted it.
I'm sorry sometimes I demand too much of you.
I'm sorry that I was mean to you when you were little.
I'm sorry that I pushed you off the dock into the lake that one time.
I'm sorry that I didn't fuck you when I had the chance.
I'm sorry that I kept fucking you even though you didn't mean anything to me.
I'm sorry that I laughed along with everyone when you got hit in the face with the tire swing.
I'm sorry that I made you cry.
I'm sorry that I pushed you off the swings because I thought you were going to steal my best friend.
I'm sorry that I led you on.
I'm sorry that I walked away from you when you needed me.
I'm sorry that I made you come pick me up from Unicity after I took the wrong bus and got lost trying to get back.
I'm sorry that I picked my stupid boyfriend over you and we never spoke again.
I'm sorry that I made you the scapegoat for my broken heart.
I'm sorry that your mom didn't like me.
I'm sorry that I'm a sore loser.
I'm sorry that I broke your heart.
I hope you understand.
Hip Hop Sunday #41 Obadiah Parker - Hey Ya (Acoustic Cover)
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slowing things down a bit on this time
partially because it's still Outkast, and mostly because it's a stunningly beautiful cover that Tyrone reminded me that we once saw
many, many moons ago it seems.
it just shows the quality of the lyrics they wrote
and also what an amazing voice this dude has
so grab a beer, light one up, and enjoy.
Happy (acoustic) Hip Hop Sunday.
Quebec is the only province in this country doing things right.
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someone said to me today
"it's stupid that the students in Montreal are protesting the tuition hikes because so much of their tuition is already subsidized by the government."
which made me mad.
because yeah sure a lot of schools here in Canada get hefty subsidies from the government and that's how most of us can afford to go to school without going totally bankrupt but that isn't not the point and it's starting to get to me that people see these protests as a bunch of whiny upset kids instead of concerned citizens making themselves heard.
see I think the problem is that in a lot of democratic societies people go around thinking that the only way to make there voices heard is to vote, and most of us don't even bother to do that.
and then people go and shit all over students who don't want to take something they don't agree with lying down? c'mon.
I try not to get too political here on the Blog, but if the rest of Canada got its shit together in the way that Quebeckers have we wouldn't have a majority government who constantly do sneaky shit like try to add one-liners to repeal important laws in 400+ page bills, wants to allow already dead animals to be processed for human consumption, pleaded guilty to illegal campaign spending and, oh, did you forget the robocalls?
everyone makes jokes about Canadians being super polite and nice and to some extent that's true but it concerns me that the vast majority have become wishy-washy on being involved in the democratic society of which they are a part.
or even worse, they don't care.
and then we have the gall to dismiss people who are exercising their rights under the Canadian Charter as "entitled" for not wanting to have the shell out because the older generation accepted government pensions and family allowances without wanting to pay the taxes that supported those programs.
now my generation has to work two years longer.
now my generation may not have the Canadian Pension that our parents looked forward to.
now post-secondary students are being asked the shoulder the burden of increased tuition because nobody wants to help pay to educate the people who will be shaping our country's future.
among other things.
I didn't ask for this. my generation didn't ask for this.
and it's unfair and irresponsible and selfish for the older generation to assume that we should shoulder the burden because this country is rapidly becoming a place where individualism, capitalism, greed and selfishness are touted as virtues.
what ever happened to giving a shit about other people?
what ever happened to shouldering the responsibility as a nation, together?
what ever happened to making sacrifices so our children could be more prosperous, better educated, healthier and happier than we were?
I don't know what is happening to the country that I know and love, but it scares me and I don't like that so many people out there are dismissive of their ability to take part and change the course of our nation's history.
instead of shunning the protesters in Montreal we should be applauding their efforts and taking notes. this is the only way to get anything done in a democracy, people. by making yourself heard to your government.
TL/DR: fucking rights, Montreal. the rest of Canada could learn a thing or two from you.
Here are some guys doing something amazing
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to make up for the fact that I am not.
in fact I was supposed to hang with my mom tonight but cancelled on her which I feel pretty bad about because you know I love my mom. but it's been a long couple of weeks and I have to go in to the office at 7:30am tomorrow morning and Tyrone's out building projects so it's just me and Ford and Netflix and that's okay.
it's pouring rain outside and I had my hair up and it's nice to take my hair down and my wet clothes off and blog from the couch by myself.
which is so, so boring, I know.
but I can't always be entertaining and tomorrow I'll be back with stories about School Nights complete with pictures but for now it's just you, me, and the Top Gear Christmas Special where they drive through Iraq.
happy Monday kids. xo
Once I knew a boy who owned a skateboard
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it was a few years ago and he was a cute guy from my high school who I'd always thought was a bit of a dumbass but he was popular and all the ladies loved him and I couldn't figure out why.
we reconnected while I was sitting outside having a beer with friends at the Toad in the Hole and he went by on his skateboard and we started chatting and didn't stop for the next month or so. most of our correspondence was veiled jabs at one another because we clearly both came from different worlds which didn't collide nicely.
I think he thought I was stuck up which I was and I think I thought he was useless, which he was.
he picked me up once in a beatup old red car wearing a fluffy plaid parka and a toque even though it was only early fall. there was no radio and he had groceries from his mom's kitchen in the backseat. he held my hand because it was colder in the car than it was outside. at his place we tried to watch Brazil but his pirated copy didn't work so we watched Bronson instead and made out on his couch, interrupted only once by his lesbian roommate who made a point of talking about how she was a lesbian which I thought was overcompensating a bit.
the apartment had walls of either wood panelling or brick, and the furniture were all scruffy antiques except the shelves that housed his record collection, which were 2x4s held up with cinder blocks and covered in paper doilies probably stolen from somewhere. at one point we listened to Bob Dylan, sipping cheap beers and listening to the freezing rain.
it was like being in a Wes Anderson movie.
but when I got up to use the bathroom I walked by his bedroom and saw the mattress on the floor with the dirty sheets and the pile of car tires that he was going to sell at some point, or so he said, I knew that it was over.
I was too much of a snob, and he was too useless for us to be anything but offensive to one another.
but sometimes when I hear Visions of Johanna I remember the time I let that boy who really wasn't good for me at all put his hand up my shirt while the record skipped and the rain came down, even though I knew I shouldn't have. I knew it was over and I knew it was useless but I think I kissed him harder and enjoyed the moment more knowing that once it ended, that was it.
so we kissed like we didn't mean anything to each other, which we didn't.
and that was alright.
Hip Hop Sunday #40 Kanye West ft Jay Z - No Church in the Wild
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yes I know this track is everywhere right now
but that doesn't stop it from being good
Happy (stormy outside) Hip Hop Sunday!
