Knock em out the box Rick

I was originally going to do some sort of continuity between post titles by following up that last one with the next line from the song. That didn’t happen because I was listening to the beat junkies and this sample got stuck in my head. In case anyone was wondering, the reason Danny put that bullet in his skull is because life can be so dull.

Back to the purpose on this post, or as I like to call it: Thoughts from the Ride Home.

- My mother has more electronic gadgets than I could aspire to own. On her work desk at home you could find a Blackberry, a Treo, an iPod shuffle, a new IBM ThinkPad, and a new 21 inch IBM LCD monitor. That is bloody ridiculous. The best part is she doesn’t know how to use any of it. She can check mail on the Blackberry, but not send it, and all she uses the Treo for is playing Popcap games. She is my hero.

- Leo and his family are gargantually talented, and his parents are amazing for having that much faith in their children. Leo just put out his first cd, his brother Tim is doing quite well as a drummer for various groups in Toronto, and Howie is working on animations for the National Film Board. They blow me away. I added a link to their production house, PPF House.

- CASB is my mortal enemy and I will do my damndest not to let it beat me again. Unfortunately, my damndest doesn’t involve much effort.

- Every time I go back to Saskatoon I question my career path more. Talking to people like Josh and Paul, who are genuinely excited about what they are doing, and look forward to being there makes me feel like a fraud.

- Had I known that piercings required so much effort I probably wouldn’t have got any. Simply due to laziness. Since I do have them, I am going to do the bare minimum to make sure they don’t start rotting or whatever it is they do.

- I am simply unable to see everyone I want when I go back. I think this means I am incredibly popular and have far too many friends to ever fit into three days. Or I am very bad at making plans and organizing my days. Possibly a little bit of both.

- I have no mechanical ability. I tried to make my old Rocky Mountain Cardiac into a single speed on Sunday, but all I really accomplished was taking apart most of the back tire and bringing the pieces in to Doug’s to let those guys finish. Apparently you need some specialized tools for this kind of thing. I wouldn’t have thought of that because I don’t use tools. Ever. On the plus side, I should have a shiny new single speed waiting for me next time I am in Saskatoon. I am going to slap on the Marzocchi Bombers I bought off Stern (but have not yet paid for), and have a rippin good time riding it around downtown. There is lots of stuff to jump off. I am hoping to put a bash plate on when I find a place around here that sells them.

I think that is an accurate synopsis of my weekend. There were no ridiculous drinking stories to share, and I am happy with that.

Peace.