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+WE WON A GAME! As the saying goes, 16th time's the charm.
+Sweden continues to surprise me. DJ GymMat was holding it down at our away game the weekend before last. Ya betta believe regular warmup music will never be the same after this:
+Saw a guy driving a convertible through town last week. Top down, wind blowing through his... tightly woven knit hat...? Screw it, tuque. Or beanie. Sorry but I write for the Canadian in me. Nothing calls for a hypothermia-inducing drive like the crisp February air.
Speaking of tuques, one of my favourite stories of all time concerns them. Back when she was in high school, my older sister Luisa and her friend Matt are doing a good deed shoveling my Granny's (aka our next-door-neighbor) walk. Halfway through, GranDog, as she's affectionately known in some circles, pokes her head out the front door and yells, "you kids want a toque?" To which Matt looks at my sister, wide eyed, and half-whispers, "your Granny deals!?!"
Knowledge dropped: Yes you can spell it tuque or toque, no you cannot say it both ways. Sorry Gran.
+Speaking of high school (how's that for another successful segway?) we go to the local high school for lunch every day. It's free so don't judge. I expected it to be more of the same gnarly mystery meat type situation taking place in N. American schools. Not so. I feel like I'm eating in some posh Scandinavian cafe on the daily. A cafe filled with 17 year olds but that's beside the point. I get this vibe because of the wall of windows, candelabra with real candles over the salad bar, and oh I don't know, a piano in the middle of the room. The day I see any of that in any high school caf back home is the day pigs fly.
+Another weird sighting about town: my team Canada teammate was here a couple weeks ago for a game with her Swedish team and told me that as they rolled up to the gym she saw a lamb, be-sweatered and on a leash out for a lazy afternoon ramble through Svedala. Any and every time I've been outside since then I've kept my eyes PEELED but still no sign of the woolly beast. I'm pretty disappointed.
On a side note, who is putting knitwear on a lamb? It has its own sweater. It IS its own sweater! Its like dressing the lamb in one of its cousins' haircuts. Disgusting and pathetic.
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DJ Gym Mat? I am still pissing myself when I heard that!! I am disappointed we don't get a taste of the "house" mix he had going down...ahem, "gym" mix. I'm sure it was the shiz. As for your video, it was not playing :(
PS: lamb in a sweater? that is GOLD! I'd even say better than a pantsless baby riding a huge pig on the streets of thailand...
Oh my. Your ramblings are pretty entertaining. But I have two complaints: 1. No after pic of Ian. The suspense is killing me! 2. The movie will not play. :( Once again the illusive Ian is heightening our curiosity. "Gay Ian?" Now that would be a good movie clip.
Video fixed! Thanks for the heads up. And sorry Mo, no after pic... he's due for another shearing, I mean haircut, in the next week or so, so maybe this time :)
How did that brother come up with dos moves??????? Whaaaaaaaa? laughed and laughed!!!!!
oh man, seriously laughed so hard at that!!! The best part is 0:20 with the little doggie dig. Loooove it! Also don't show mom, she might steal that one. hahaha.
He was also looking so lean, if you made your eyes go blurry, it looked like the trees were break dancing.
The grandpa laugh throughout was a clutch additive, made me burst out every time. hahahah
MORE VIDS PLEASE!!!!!
This blog is awesome. Maybe you should be a columnist.
Ian is really weird.
i swear if i EVER doubted he was the man for you (which i haven't. i swear. never.) THIS VIDEO (despite it's twinge of gayness) convinces me whole-heartedly and irretrievably. i laughed. a lot. kudos team!
and way to go colette, your blog is hilarious. H-EE-LARIOUS. big love, xo.
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