Please. Stop. Singing.
Soundtrack: The Sound of Silence
The only thing I know about my neighbours is that neither of them can figure out a chord to save their lives. Doesn’t seem to stop them from singing old Third Eye Blind songs though.
From the Brunching Shuttlecocks site, (may it rest).
Revenge by Lernert & Sander | flylyf
Commisioned by Britta Horsman at VPRO television
Music: Sufjan Stevens – Asthmatic Kitty Records.
Camera: Pim Hawinkels
Weisscam operator: Flip Bleekrode
Colorgrading: Efraim Gons, AVP
-Rick Mercer, Globe and Mail. Sept 25, 2009.
Where: The Barbican
Exhibit: Radical Nature - Art and Architecture for a Changing Planet
Soundtrack: Imaginary Sky, Great Lake Swimmers
Entrepreneurs At Their Best.
From Craigslist:
“Real nice yard swing for sell. Real comfrotable. Might have a few dog hairs on it but they will brush right off. Green all-wheather cover beside fence is included
Tikee torch not included but will sale for 25.00.”
What Happens When You Bring a Quarter to a Barn Sale.
Soundtrack: Bobcaygeon - Tragically Hip (I know, I know.)
Found two sets of wooden blocks in the country this summer, one belonging to an elderly woman who blinked back tears and said “Look after these, they were my daughter’s… she’s fifty now.”
Pressure. Hope she approves.
Unpacked.
Soundtrack: Whitesnake - Here I Go Again On My Own
One broken window, one sliced finger, and one humiliating call to the superintendent. Underestimated my superhuman strengths in jammed window-opening.
Missing a sofa, clutter, and company, but overall pretty cozy.
I’ve reluctantly taken to talking to the plants, so that’s a start. They don’t argue and generally stick to themselves.
I should really listen to that nagging inside voice.
