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Seven magpies.

I SEE WAT YOU DID THAR, MARVEL.

Five Things

This week's prompt proved especially difficult for me; I could not come up with a single item I thought represented Edmonton, much less five.

Going through other peoples, I see a lot of Tim Hortons - coffee, mugs, whathaveyou. While that certainly makes sense, it doesn't really mean Edmonton for me, since I hate coffee, and I rarely run across a Timmy's in my wanderings.

Something historical makes sense as well, but what? A fur hat, perhaps? Or something from back in the day that has "Edmonton" emblazoned across it?

Something snow/cold-related, I guess.

The fact that it was 5 degrees today, and I saw people in shorts and skirts. And I'm okay with that.

And this. Damn you, head office, Y U Send us so many? I don't care that we are in Edmonton, (as I assure you, it's PURELY by virtue of that fact that they DID send us fifty-bajillion) we'd never sell them all at regular price.

Edit: New layout! Because I felt like it. And I wanted something more spring-y. It's even less relevant to the class than the last one, but whatever, because there's only a week left, and there aren't even any more posts to do. Mwaha. Not sure how I feel about the background... the white feels really bright. But I'm not sure if that's because it is, or because I was staring at the darker one for so long that I just think it is... thoughts?

Follow Up on Nature

Just a mild follow-up comment on my comment last week about this crazy crow that likes to attack me.

Cracked.com tells me that crows not only remember faces, but they also hold grudges.



AAAAAAAAAH SCREW YOU YOU CRAZY BIRD.

Outreach Drag Show/Nature

So! So! I brought you guys a special treat today.

BEHOLD! The Outreach Drag Show!

One of the guys who works at my comic book store is in it - his show name's Kimodo Dragon. ♪


For those too lazy to hit the link, it's on Friday, March 25th, at The Junction (10242 106 ST). Doors open at 7, show'll probably start about 8.





And on to the prompt: Nature!

Naturenaturenature...

Well, when I think "nature", I think of the path I walk to work - it's a well-trodden path, but when it rains, it just turns to CLAY. So when it rains and I work, the hems of my pants are usually quite muddy, to say the least. The city hasn't put a sidewalk there, despite the fact that it's a well-traveled route, not bitter but they did just put a bunch of trees around it. Trees that I'm fairly certain are dying, but regardless...


My second thought would be this @#$%ing crazy crow that stalks me.

Not even kidding. It likes to swoop down on me, going for my head, when I pass by a certain clutch of trees on my way to work. I don't want your nest, stupid bird!
But THEN, when I was taking a different route - clear other side of the lot - it's all like "Hey, I'm gonna chase this chick A BLOCK AND A HALF, and across a crowded street!"
Its only around in the fall, but I'm convinced it's hunting me down. Crazy bird...


My THIRD thought would be Robert Munsch's new book, Moose! (Yes, he's still writing... but they're not nearly as much fun since he's not incredibly high anymore, I find.) Basically, this family owns a farm, and one day this moose is wandering around their farm, and they're all "HOSHIT A MOOSE!" and they spray it with a hose and whatnot to try and make it go away.

And I'm just like "What? A moose isn't that big a deal."

'course, I was raised on an acreage, where mooses aren't common, but they're certainly nothing to write home about. Maybe it's different for people in the city?

Catching Up 2.0

It's later than I usually like writing these things - I usually do it Friday procrastination, whoo! but I work tomorrow, and I then got distracted reading old X-men comics - so you'll have to forgive me if I'm even more disjointed than usual.

So, what have I learned...? Well, you'll all remember my problems with quantifying what I've learned, but here we go again.

I still have no fondness in my heart for poetry.

Recalling I walked the Noir murder mystery map. I now know the perfect nook to hide a body in.

Recalling I made the Performance Space map. The Citadel's getting renovated! There is now a Second Cup in there. I approve.

While I've seen Canada personified a few times (read right to left on that first one, btw), I've never seen in done with individual cities, much less Edmonton. Entertaining, to say the least.

And, that I'll have to try and be a bit more adventurous with my walks this summer. Though I imagine my terror of getting lost will probably prevent me, I will try.

And some other stuff I've forgotten at the moment.

Open

I have nothing in particular to write about, so I'll be going with the suggestion, which in its own way is just as difficult.

There's not place in the city that I'm so fond of that I'd have anything substantial to say about it; I could write about City Centre, for I love the cheap theatre and the fact that I don't have to go outside to get there, however in the end it is just a convenient mall for where I live - if I lived anywhere else, I wouldn't go out of my way to visit it.

I could write about work, for being work it's a rather integral part of my life. But it's a total hassle to get to, and were it not for the company I enjoy there, I believe I would transfer to a more convenient location in an instant.

I would be tempted to write about Grant Mac, for once a year I visit there for three full days, coming home only to sleep, for the yearly Anime Convention. But once again, it's hardly the place: it's the people I enjoy.

So, I suppose all I'd have to say - at the risk of sounding trite - is that it's never the physical presence of a place I enjoy, so much as the company.

Moving through the City

How do I move through the city...?

Obliviously, yet confidently, I suppose. I'm a creature of habit, so I travel routes I know - I could do them in my sleep. Yet, at the same time, because of that, I don't pay attention to them. There's many a time where I'm like "Why did that happen?"

Likewise, though I like my little adventures that I go on on occasion, I think it would be hard for me to "drift" - I would be practically frozen in terror as to how I'll get home. When I adventure, I know exactly how to get there, how to get home... that's the only way I can manage to do go outside my comfort bubble. Meticulously planned.