The Summer of Awesome – Day 17

Today is just about the exact halfway point in The Book of Awesome, as it goes up to 200 Awesome things, so YAY for that.

Let’s get right to it…

(96) The smell of freshly cut grass (pg 175)

 Even just reading the title of this entry made me sneeze!

I have had allergies my whole life so, unfortunately, this is not a pleasant smell I’ve ever really been able to relate to. I am, luckily, not as allergic to grass as other people (even within my family) nor am I as allergic to grass as I am to other things, but it does still make my nose tingle and my eyes water, especially when being cut.

Smells I do enjoy?

  • Coffee (See # 67)
  • Movie theatre popcorn
  • Cookies
  • Lilacs (they make me sneeze too, but I can at least enjoy the smell before they do)
  • Fleecy fabric softener

(97) A long hug when you really need it (pg 176)

For the most part, for much of my life I was not a hugger – especially as a teenager. My best friend and I would show affection by doing air handshakes. 😛 Over time, I came to be fine with hugging, as long as they were people I was close to (i.e. liked).

That being said, I did not give out hugs willy-nilly.

I remember one time, about 10 years ago, a friend of a friend spent a good chunk of a time at a party saying some pretty offensive and hurtful things about another friend of mine (not present at the party), knowing full well said person and I were close… And then at the end of the party, he tried to hug me goodbye. I actually put a hand out and said, “I don’t hug people I’m not close to.”

He seemed a bit thrown, but I see no reason why I shouldn’t be direct when it comes to things like that.

I still don’t tend to hug a lot of people. In a week, I probably give out maybe 3 hugs, that is IF I end up seeing people. We aren’t big huggers in my family and tend to give side hugs at most, unless it’s something big (like a wedding, death, baby, etc.), but when it IS something big, Neil Pasricha is very right.

Sometimes you just need a hug. I imagine this is why it must be great to have a puppy. They seem like the ideal cuddling-buddies.

 (98) A good floss after a tough steak (pg 177)

I actually don’t eat steak, so I can’t really relate to this. I have tried steak probably once or twice and wasn’t a fan. I’ll continue to have my beef in hamburgers instead.

As for flossing, that’s definitely something I don’t so as much as I should, much to my dentist friends’ dismay, I’m sure. I usually only end up flossing when something is really bugging me (usually spinach or popcorn) or when I know I am going to the dentist the following week. (Don’t give me that “tsk,” I know 90% of you are the same!)

I have to say, though, I do see the benefits of flossing. The dental hygienist at a recent appointment told me that though I was doing well with every other aspect of keeping my teeth healthy, I should really floss more. I gave a contrite nod, but knew deep down I probably wouldn’t… But then I decided to give it a shot and flossed every day for about a month and WOW, it made a big difference. Any time I find I have a little pain in my gums, if I floss it actually helps a lot.

So, do it. FLOSS. 1/1 bloggers agree – it helps!

 (99) Dangling your feet in the water (pg 178)

Given my distaste for rushing water and being wet, this is actually something I can get on board with. While everyone else is ready to jump into the pool, I am more than happy to hang out on the side, read my book and dangle my feet in.

Sucks to be everyone else who is swimming around in feet water…

 (100) Salt (pg 179)

M-113_creatureWow,  Neil Pasricha really goes on a whole ode to salt in these pages. You know who would appreciate that?

Nancy the Salt Creature from Star Trek. She (it?) was all about sucking that sweet, sweet (salty…) salt out of people’s bodies.

You know what else does that?


I actually suffer from Vertigo, something I found out at around age 19/20 when I was feeling dizzy all the time and there was no explanations as to why. I discovered that when there’s no real reason, vertigo seems to be the easiest of explanations.

I was told I might likely have Meniere’s Disease – and am in pretty cool company with Marliyn Monroe being one of the most notable people who was said to have had it. (Also, as stated in this HuffPost article: Charles Darwin and Beethoven, among others.)

The best thing they could offer me to deal with the dizzies was to cut down on salt. I never really used to have a lot of salt anyway, but I diligently did as told and it actually seemed to help! Problem was, about 5-7 years later we started getting some INSANELY hot summers in my part of Canada and I was being struck by dehydration and heat exhaustion. At first I had no clue what it was, but my rudimentary First Aid training helped me to recognize the signs.

Since I was about 27, I haven’t been able to handle hot weather very well at all, but once I realized that much of the issue might be a lack of salt, adding some back in (through energy drinks and homemade electrolyte boosting drinks), it’s been better.

The trade-off? I sometimes I get dizzy again.

There’s just no winning when you have a weirdo body like mine!

If this was all getting a little “TL; DR” for you all, here’s the quick and dirty:

Vertigo + salt = no no

Heat exhaustion and dehidration – salt = no no

Salt is confusing for me!

(101) When you know all the buttons to speed through the automated telephone system (pg 182)


Clearly, I have a lot of health issues (see above and all the times I’ve mentioned my allergies), which means I have a lot of prescriptions. I totally relate to this entry because I can do this very easily with my Drug Store’s automated telephone system to get refills on my allergy pills.

Recently they just told me that you don’t even have to call in for them anymore – you can do everything online AND they’ll text you when they’re ready.

What kind of crazy world are we living in where this is possible? We are about one step away from my dream idea – that which my dad and I came up with and wish would come true – texting in and order and having it just shoot through your mail box into your house. If Amazon can use drones… then who knows what’s next!

That’s enough of that random thinking for today. Hope you all had a good weekend!

The Summer of Awesome – Day 16

Well hello there. After a brief hiatus…


Technically this whole endeavor was meant to be done by some time next week, but as I mentioned before, we had ourselves some visitors at our house for the last little bit, so I was too busy to get on here. By the time I’d get to my room at the end of the day, I was too wiped to put two words together.

So, here we are, only about halfway through still, at Day 16 of The Summer of Awesome featuring, The Book of Awesome. 

And on we go…

(90) When you didn’t play the lottery and your numbers don’t come up (pg 163)

I don’t often play the lottery, but when I do, I just have it in my head that I’m definitely going to win… And then when I don’t, it’s such a shocker. To be fair, I only ever play the lottery when it hits over $50+ Million and that means tons of other people who don’t usually play are probably also playing, so I’ve just automatically reduced my chances.

I don’t have a specific set of numbers I use either. I try to pick random numbers that are around me as I am walking to the convenience store, as if I am being given signs of the almighty numbers.

But…that has yet to work, so I guess I might as well just go with family birthdays next time.

(91) The smell of frying onions and garlic (pg 165)

Oh my goodness, this is not a smell I enjoy.

This, in my household, is the universal smell for “LEAVE THE HOUSE ASAP,” as after these two next in the pot comes the hot chili peppers (aka, “mirch)…

Even just looking at the picture is stinging my eyes…

And in case you didn’t know, adding hot peppers to oil + garlic/onions creates the stinkiest stink to ever stink.

I do know people who love the smell, heck, just earlier this week, my niece was running away from the kitchen, much as I would, screaming about how bad it smelled when she got too near to my mom’s cooking pot and my nephew went running TO the pot to smell it because he loves the smell of onions. (I also found him, a few days earlier, with the onion I had intended to put in my dinner pressed up against his nose… That boy! 😛 )

I, my friends, am in the same camp as my niece. My nose is already sensitive, so having this strong smell hit me is the worst.

Worse than this, is when someone in your house has just finished making stinky food and you have to leave the house. Then you’re sitting there on the bus or at work, thinking “Eww, why does it smell like [in my case] sabji?!”

Then the horror hits when you realize, oh…it’s you. 😐

(92) Nailing a parallel parking attempt on the first try (pg 167)

My last driving test was 6 years ago. I got my “G” class (i.e. full) license in June 2010, and I haven’t had to take a test since! And thank goodness I haven’t had to because Driving Tests gave me SUCH anxiety.

On the day of my G test it was POURING rain and I had to sit in my car, waiting for the examiner for what felt like a lifetime (but, in truth, was probably about 45 minutes). The sun came out just a bit, enough for me to do my test without having to worry too much about the rain.

During my test, speeding along the highway, all I kept remembering was my instructor saying they’ll either make me parallel park or reverse park – if I parallel park, I won’t have to reverse park when I get back to the examination centre.

I didn’t have to parallel park during the test.

I didn’t get asked to reverse park when I got back either.

“Dang it,” I thought, “I failed!”

Lucky, lucky me – I didn’t fail! I just got a really nice examiner who didn’t ask me to do either. (I think it was because I already had the added stress of a rainstorm and slick roads, so they were probably going a bit easier than usual that day.)

Since I didn’t have to parallel park on my test, I haven’t parallel parked at all since BEFORE my test when I was doing lessons. I don’t live somewhere that ever requires parallel parking, so I never do it, but when I did back in my test days, I did the method Neil Pasricha describes – the one they teach you in Driving School.

I, also, can’t see how that’d ever be practical on a busy road, trying to turn yourself at weird angles that cause your whole car to stick out in the middle of the street… I can barely do a 3-point turn without worrying that I am taking up too much space and wasting other drivers’ times.

But hey, what do I know? I don’t parallel park!

(93) The perfect chicken wing partner (pg 170)

I’m a bit of a food wuss. I eat chicken, I love chicken… but until I was about 20, I didn’t like to touch it, at all. My sister, a full-out vegetarian at that time, would get so annoyed with me and grab my chicken off the plate and start ripping all the meat off (she used to eat meat when she was younger, so this was not odd for her. Raw chicken does gross her out, though, she just said that to me a few minutes ago, ironically.)

I, meanwhile, would try my best not to touch it because I hated seeing the bone and would prissily try to cut the meat off with a knife

I know, I know, if you eat meat you should be comfortable with it – there are lots of people that even say if you can’t handle knowing what your meat is you shouldn’t eat it (or, one step further, if you wouldn’t be able to kill it yourself, you shouldn’t eat it). I get it, I do.

Unfortunately, I am just too squeamish for any of that and yet, I LOVE chicken. Turkey possibly even more so in the last few years. (Side note: I may do up a whole post on this in the future, especially if I can ever get a good photo of one, but — we’ve recently had turkey vultures appear in our area in droves. My friend hypothesizes that they’re out to get me for all the turkey I eat… And once they get me, they’re coming for her because she is, in her own words, “The second biggest turkey consumer in the area.” 😛 )

Despite my love of eating chicken, I just can’t do chicken wings. Much like seeing the bone in a drumstick, the whole idea creeps me out. The thought that it is a chicken WING is too much for me and having seen friends eat them… they don’t look all that appetizing (though they swear to me that they are). I have no idea what would be the best “partner,” but I do know there are a TON of choices. (I only just noticed while searching this link that you can get boneless wings?? Maybe I would try that… But still… “wings”… 😐 )

(94) Discovering those little tabs on the side of aluminium foil box (pg 172)

When I first hear about this – most likely thanks to Buzzfeed hacks – my mind was BLOWN.

Of course I had to try it and guess what?

I failed miserably.

Maybe it’s just me. I am a clumsy, klutz of a person, this we know. It probably works well for everyone else, but for some reason, when I tried to do it, it just seemed WAY harder than trying to rip it without holding on to it. Has anyone else failed at this? Is it really just me?

(95) Your favourite old, comfy t-shirt (pg 174)

Ahhh the ol’ comfy t-shirt. I have many favourite shirts.

Some are such favourites that I even refuse to wear them for fear that they’ll get wrecked.

Me with my favourite shirts

They are comfy, they are old, but they are too precious to be worn again and again.

Here are some of those favourites:

King of the Hill 

King of the Hill is my favourite TV show.

You may notice that I use the words “Dang” and “ol'” a lot. Wonder where I picked up that habit? Here’s your answer!

It’s a very unassuming, low-key and normal, every day kind of humour. Never too rude, crass or rude, just good, pretty wholesome funnies.

I know it wasn’t for everyone and I have a number of friends who always say that they could never quite get into it, so imagine my surprise when perusing – a local, but not my usual – Wal-Mart for things one day and I found THIS GEM:

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I wore it one time and then realized, NO. I must protect this treasure…

Part of me is still annoyed with myself for not buying two, one to wear and one to admire… They had a ton and what are the chances of my ever finding one again (and for so cheap too!)

The rarity factor and pure awesomeness of a t-shirt with Hank Hill’s face on it makes this one of my favourite shirts of all time.



Just as it’s well-known that KOTH is one of my favourite shows, it’s very well-known that Dracula is one of my  absolute favourite movies of all-time too.

14709427_1763189637264167_6995263782465306624_nThis is another one that I love for rarity and awesomeness factor and even more because it was a birthday gift from my sister last year, so it was a HUGE surprise.

I have vowed only to wear this one for special occasions – in the case of this picture, it was on the anniversary of Bela Lugosi‘s 135th birthday, October 20th of last year. 🙂

I also had it in my head to wear it t on the anniversary of the day he passed away, which just happened to be this past week (Random trivia: Bela and Elvis passed away on the same day, 21 years apart – August 16th, 1956 and 1977 respectively), but we happened to be out at a painting crafts place that day, so there was no way that was going to happen!

As long as I still fit into it, it’ll make a brief reappearance in October. Until then, Bela’s eyes will continue to peek out at me from inside my drawer. 😛

The Severus Snape “Always” shirt

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I have a few different Harry Potter shirts at this point – a “Hogwarts is my Home” tank-top that I just got about two months ago, a Deathly Hallows logo shirt and a funny play on the well known phrase “I  solemnly swear that I am up to no good” – I solemnly swear I am about to get food, both from my sister and a Mischief Managed shirt.

Those are all amazing, but my favourite one of all is the tank-top created by Hot Topic to honour Alan Rickman after he passed away.

The moment I saw it I had to buy it ASAP… (But, truthfully, I didn’t actually, I waited until a day when I could get a deal. 😛 Fun stuff though it has, Hot Topic has become pretty dang (see, I do say it a lot!) pricey over here these days.

Once I got it, I wore it a few times – Cursed Child midnight party (see pic above; terrible book, fun experience), watching some of the HP movies in IMAX last year, random lunches out with friends.

Then my inevitable worry about keeping it safe kicked in…

And I actually managed to get a second one for FREE when Hot Topic had one of those good deal/sale days!

Funny thing is, since getting the second one for safe-keeping… I actually haven’t even had many opportunities to wear my original one. I could do the same as my Dracula shirt and wear it on special days, but Alan passed away in January and was born in February. Neither of those is conducive to tank top weather… Remembering this fact, though, before the summer is out, I will wear my Snape tank top somewhere!

Ain’t We Quaint 

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My “Ain’t We Quaint” shirt is my favourite for a few reasons:

(1) It’s truly comfy – It fits perfectly and is the best, not scratchy, material you could ever want in a t-shirt

(2) It’s a Corner Gas shirt, which isn’t exactly easy to find

(3) I love the phrase – I think it suits me well because I had a very quaint upbringing, which confuses people because the City I’m from is now fairly huge and built up…but it wasn’t when I was growing up here…

(4) My sister actually won them!

I recently realized, Corner Gas is like the Canadian equivalent of KotH so it makes perfect sense that I love it too. Actually, Brent Butt and co. are even currently working on a Corner Gas animated series (can’t wait!).

When reading an article about that animated version, I learned that one of the writers of Corner Gas, Norm Hiscock, also wrote for King of the Hill too. (I just saw right now that he’s even written episodes of two other favourite shows of mine: Parks and Rec and Brooklyn Nine-Nine! I owe this guy so much!)

As for the shirt’s story:

Back in 2014, the Corner Gas team released a movie in the movie theatres. That happened to coincide with the 45th anniversary of our dad moving to Canada! We took my dad to watch it to celebrate and my sister tweeted our story to the Corner Gas twitter, and that’s how, by fluke, we won t-shirts! The “Ain’t We Quaintslogan plays a big part in the movie (my sister has the alternate, “Quain’t We Ain’t” one, herself.)

They actually forgot to send them to us (along with two spiffy mugs), so my sister had to do a bit of bugging to actually get them,.

Once we did, I loved my shirt so much that every time it’s straight out of the laundry, that’s the first shirt I put on. Sadly, it’s already starting to get worn down because I love it so much, but I’m going to wear it as much as I can!

And that is where I’ll leave you for today. Until next time (whenever that may be)!

The Summer of Awesome – Day 15

I haven’t had much of a chance to get on here – probably won’t for a while for we currently have visitors – but I’m trying to write a little bit whenever I can.

So without further ado, The Book of Awesome – approximately half way through…

(84) Talking about how much the meal you’re eating at home would cost in a restaurant (pg 155)

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My lazy salad, now being sold sold for $15

You know what costs a ton at restaurants? Salads. That seems so ridiculous when you consider what’s actually in them, so whenever I make a salad at home, I’ve been known to yell, “HA! Take that Milestones, I could charge $15 for this too!”

Sometimes, though, it’s all about the convenience, and I am way more about the convenience than the art of putting food together. So, sure, eggs, potatoes and sausage aren’t that expensive, but I’d much rather just pay the $10-$15 at a restaurant and have them make brunch food for me…

Still, look at my dang good salad!

(85) When you arrive at your destination just as a great song ends on the radio (pg 156)

Remember that radio station I mentioned a while back? The one that plays the BEST songs. Well, thanks to that, this happens to me often these days.

Here are a selection of songs that make me hope I’ll reach my destination just as the song is ending so I can hear it all the way through…

It Takes Two by Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock

Party Up (Up In Here)* by DMX

*Note: Until this very moment, I had no clue that this song was actually called “Party Up” and have just referred to it by “Up In Here” for the last (almost) 20 years… Am I the only one?

Bad Romance by Lady Gaga

Toxic by Britney Spears

ANY song by the Backstreet Boys

Bust A Move by Young MC

There are probably many, many more but these are the ones I thought of off the top of my head/that I have actually had this happen with most recently.

(86) Saying the same thing a sport commentator says just before they say it (pg 157)

Though I was raised on watching hockey and tennis, I can’t claim to be a sports aficionado. I still haven’t quite caught on to basketball (the fouls just confuse the hell out of me). I’ve been to two baseball games thanks to school raffle prizes and hated it. I don’t get football either with all it’s stopping every two seconds (but rugby – that I can enjoy).

So because of that, I haven’t had this experience, but I do know someone who is exactly like this – my mom!

I have actually said to my mom in the past that she should be a sports commentator because somehow, she’s always on it with EVERY sport. She and my dad can get into anything – even the sports I don’t understand.  Every year when the Superbowl comes, it takes them about five minutes to recall the rules, but they seem to totally get it once they do.

The best, though, is with basketball, when she starts naming off players like she’s known them her whole life and what they ought to be doing (note: she doesn’t watch basketball regularly, this is just some sort of magical, natural gift that she seems to pick up when she does watch it.)

As for me, I just sit there yelling “WHY was that little bit of nothing a foul and the other guy getting elbowed right in his FACE wasn’t?! I DON’T GET IT!”

(87) Having really, really good eyesight (pg 157)

If you saw my previous post on contacts and you’ll know… I do not.

(88) Orange slices at halftime (pg 158)

From #86, it’s pretty obvious that aside from watching hockey and tennis, I am not a sporty person. I have never been a sporty person. Gym was, and remains, my least favourite of all subjects, so this whole “orange slices at halftime” situation, made no sense to me.

I think it was in Avengers, maybe, where Tony Stark makes a comment about needing some orange slices. I didn’t get it. That joke was totally lost on me.

It was only when I was watching the first season of (that fantastic show!) Orphan Black , that I found out this was a thing. Alison, the homemaker/soccer mom character, was cutting up oranges during her children’s soccer game and I thought  “Is this a thing??” and sure enough, I found out, it is! Somehow, oranges are the best mid-game snack.

From what I just read on this website, “Oranges are loaded with vitamin C, which helps to boost energy.”

Makes sense.

Side note – Neil Pasricha really loves his oranges, doesn’t he? 😛 First the, “Peeling the oranges in one shot” entry, now this one. If not for my allergies, oranges wouldn’t rank that high up for me.

(89) Putting potato chips on a sandwich (pg 161)

Ahhh the ol’ potato chips on a sandwich. Before I actually get into this, let me just say that I am a bit disappointed to hear that Subway (at least in Canada), is currently without Cold Cuts.

My sister just came and told me this, as we were meant to have it for lunch, and I thought she was joking because, Subway – Cold Cuts = nonsense.

And yet, their twitter confirmed it!

Clearly it’s a popular choice…

Kind of suspicious if you ask me… Reminds me of that time on King of the Hill when Alamo Beer was suddenly unavailable. But hey, if it’s just the same as that, and is making people “vomitando” then I don’t mind it’s not being around for a while… 😛

Back to the subject at hand, though, putting chips in sandwiches is a wonderful thing to do and I first learned of this idea from a man that…these days you don’t want to really be connected with – Bill Cosby.

There was an episode of The Cosby Show where Cosby is showing his son Theo (Malcolm Jamal-Warner) how to make the ultimate sandwhich by putting chips in it. This was a truly brilliant idea.

Of course, back in the 90s, The Cosby Show was about as wholesome as you could get and Cosby was the ultimate in awesome dads. These days… Let’s just move on, shall we? 😛 (Still, chips in sandwiches, can’t go wrong with that!)

I’ll leave you all there for now. Have yourselves a good weekend!

The Summer of Awesome – Day 14

Hello all,

Been a busy few days, to the point where I can’t even remember when I last posted anything…

Firstly, a Happy Rakhdi/Rakhi/Rakhri/Raksha Bandhan – whatever you may call it… to all the sisters and brothers out there.

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Enjoy your newfound given wealth!

For anyone not in the know, here’s a little description of this holiday, c/o wikipedia:

The festival celebrates the love and duty between brothers and sisters. It is also popularly used to celebrate any brother-sister type of relationship between men and women who may or may not be biologically related. On Raksha Bandhan, a sister ties a rakhi (sacred thread) on her brother’s wrist with a prayer for his prosperity and happiness. This symbolizes the sister’s love. The brother gives her a token gift and a promise to protect her.

TL;DR – Sister’s tie a thread on brothers, brothers fork over money. Sisters celebrate. 😛

And now, back to your regularly scheduled program…

(78) Frozen walls of air conditioning hitting you on hot days (pg 144)

There was one summer, when I was about 18 or 19 when our air conditioner decided that this was a good time to just stop working.

I had never been SO HAPPY to go to work, so that I could escape to the refuge that was the nice, cool AC of my good ol’ shoe store.

Nowadays, we have a working air conditioner, but also have older parents, who think it’s totally fine to not have the AC on when it feels like 37 degrees because the wind from outside will come in (it will not) and circulate around the house (it does not).

Even after the discussions on how air doesn’t seem to come into our house that much, likely because of how it’s placed/the direction it’s facing, I will still get texts from my sister while at work, warning me that the house is an NO-AC-ZONE, at the moment. 😐

For more on parents and Air Conditioning, please refer to this scene from one of the best TV shows of all-time (I’m sure some of you know exactly which scene I am referring to!), which totally and fully encapsulates this experience.

(79) Catching somebody singing in their car and sharing a laugh with them (pg 145)

There is a radio station that just started here a few month ago, but quickly became my favourite because they play a lot of “way-backs” – which I am sad and frightened to report, means songs from the late 90s and early 2000s now! :O

They do play songs back to the 80s too, but having been born in the 80s, that makes me sad too because that constitutes me as an “oldie”…

That pain aside, this station is the best because I get an abundance of the songs I grew up with – BSB, Britney, Spice Girls, *NSYNC, Missy, Eminem, Destiny’s Child, etc. etc.

If a Backstreet Boys song is on… I will be singing along to it. That’s just how it goes.

If it happens to be my (previously mentioned) favourite song, The One – which doesn’t tend to come on the radio much, but I sometimes play myself, especially on rough days to cheer me up – I will be VERY enthusiastically singing along.

Thanks to this radio station, it’s not uncommon to come across people at the stoplight next to you doing just the same.

They’ll also be singing and dancing up a storm to great songs and just by how they are bobbing and grooving, you know they’re on the same song as you.

Most popular artist who elicits this response from everyone (aside from BSB)?


(80) Snow stepping (pg 147)

Stepping in fresh snow is similar to taking that first scoop of peanut Wow Butter – you almost don’t want to, because of how fresh and wonderful it looks.

I have been known to complain a lot about my dislike of snow and winter, but, truth be told, I dislike having to go out in winter. (I’d be a highly successful bear, should any of them ever want to recruit me into their bear-crews.)

When you don’t have to go anywhere, snow can be very pretty and relaxing to watch, and seeing a new, fresh sheet of snow just adds to that. At one of my jobs, I used to take people out snowshoeing and though it was always sad to see the fresh snow get trampled, snowshoes are actually REALLY COOL!

I rewrote the snowshoe program at my work and because of that, learned a lot about them, so are you ready for some Useless Snowshoe Trivia?!

  • Snowshoes were found that date back to over 5000 years!
  • Because the traditional (i.e. stereotypical) snowshoes look like tennis racquets, French-Canadian settlers actually referred to them as “raquettes” – a name that has stuck (google: “French word for snowshoe” and you’ll see!)
  • When putting on snowshoes, you go by your weight not your shoe size – this has made my trying to help people select them a bit awkward, because you never want to ask someone their weight. To skirt around that fact, we had a chart that we could refer them to, so that they could select it themselves. was on the cusp of a Medium-Large and Large size of snowshoe and found it wasn’t working with the L; when I changed to the M/L, it actually did work
  • THEY REALLY DO WORK! It has to do with surface area and weight distribution. At first it might seem like they’re not doing anything, but take one off and you’ll see how far in you actually sink
  • You need a certain type of snow FOR it to work though – if it’s icy snow, it’s not going to be that great

And finally…

  • Modern snowshoes don’t look like what you’d expect, You probably imagine the old-fashioned stereotypical ones, modern ones look more like this (image from Wikipedia “Snowshoe” page):
Like mini snowboards for each foot!

And now that you’ve learned all this about snowshoes, go back to enjoying the summer because, thankfully, it’s not winter…yet.

(81) Taking off your shoes on a long car ride (pg 148)

Smelly feet shouldn’t be shared with the whole world, just my opinion, but, truly, that is how I feel.

That being said, I am also a driver now so I really don’t think this is the safest thing to do while driving! (Of course, he meant as a passenger, but as I said about – keep your smelly feet to yourself please!)

(82) Getting the eyelash out of your eye (pg 150)

Ready for a minor horror story?

209330dcc03d3973ceba2ea71dc091b8.jpgAbout a month ago, I went to a party and when I came home had the arduous task of taking off my makeup ahead of me.

I love putting on makeup, even though I cannot claim to be any good at it – especially not since all these YouTube videos of girls with their makeup abilities started popping up.

When I do my makeup I feel like Marge when she’s been shot by Homer’s makeup gun (see the image).

But I digress…

For whatever reason, when taking my makeup off, I didn’t take my contacts out. I think I had logically told myself I didn’t need to anyway because they’d get cleaned by the hydrogen peroxide solution I leave them in overnight and also if I keep them on I can actually see and make sure I got all the above, clown-faced, gunk off my face.

Usually this isn’t a problem, but on this day, I was a bit more aggressively trying to get my mascara off and… (I think you might see where this is going…) my contact lens suddenly disappeared.

I looked everywhere – the counter, the floor, the door – just in case. My sister walked by and saw me standing there with blank confusion, so even she helped me look. Then I said the dreaded thing, “I’m wondering if it’s still in my eye and I couldn’t feel it.”

She checked, both of us a bit freaked out, but my sister even more than me because she’s very grossed out by eye things and I’ve been sticking contacts in mine for 15+ years. Lo and behold, no contact!

So I breathed a sigh of relief and assumed we must’ve just missed it on the floor, possibly on the bath mat. It’s happened before, it was fine. I’d just switch to my new pack.

Cut to 5 or so hours later…

I’d been sleeping just fine, but my eye was suddenly SO itchy. I, forgetting what had transpired the previous night, as I was half-asleep at this point – put a ton of eyedrops in and went back to sleep.

Once I’d gotten my full 8 hours (and then some) of sleep, I trundled over to my washroom and realized… my eye was still hurting. Poking I’d say. Not so much itchy, but definitely felt like there was something in there.

An eyelash?

Then it hit me.




I, cautiously, pulled up my lid and… what did I see there? A teeny, tinny curve of my contact lens, on the top of my eyeball.

I’ll save you the more descriptive details, but needless to say more – it was, indeed, stuck to the top of my eyeball and with the help of eyedrops, I managed to coax it back down.

I slept for 8+ hours with my contact stuck up in my eye! By now, I’m sure lots of you have seen this INSANE story about a woman losing TWENTY-SEVEN contact lenses in her right eye. I have NO clue how she didn’t manage to feel them in there. Even with just the one lost in my eye I was so worried and I could feel the pain and poking.

The strange thing about my variety of contact lenses is that you are actually able to sleep in them. I have attempted this once before, just to see, even though I was very much against the idea of doing so because it seemed extremely unsafe – even with the doctor’s permission.

One of them ended up way too pasted to my eye and felt very uncomfortable.  The other, somehow, ended up on the floor…

Point being, clearly they shift and feel odd in some way, so:


(83) Finally figuring out how your hotel shower faucet works (pg 153)

My niece was sitting here while I was about to start this one and noticed my jot notes for this topic, which said: “My fear of water and hotel shower faucets.

To which she said, “You’re afraid of water and hotel shower faucets??” And then proceeded to slowly slink away from me because she thinks I’m so weird. 😛

But yes, yes I am.

I wouldn’t say I am afraid of hotel shower faucets NOW, not as much at least, but they still do irk me. Not all of them, but those types you have to turn ALL the way to high pressure to get hot water… those ones.

Let me back track:

When I was about three years old, I was traumatized in many ways. (1) I got caught in a storm and now fear tornadoes (2) I was taken to Niagara Falls and now fear waterfalls.

Over time, I’ve gotten better about both, but I was so afraid of rushing water as a kid that I didn’t even like to play in waterparks and water play areas and, yes, I didn’t like faucets when turned to their highest pressure.

THUS, my dislike of hotel faucets. For the most part, when you’re going to turn a shower faucet to the hottest (which is my preferred shower-water), you have to turn it all the way until it’s gushing out.

I can’t stand the sound of rushing water, which I do believe came from Niagara Falls (any waterfalls, really, but Niagara is the closest to us and so we’ve been there often.) As far as I know, I’ve only seen two other waterfalls in my life and was not pleased at seeing either – one was in Ottawa, and the other was in New Brunswick. I may go to Hamilton, Ontario soon enough and see some there, but I’ve heard those are smaller, so they might not bother me as much.

So there you have it, I have a unique phobia. I have yet to actually find a proper name for it because “fear of waterfalls” doesn’t seem to be a real thing because 99.9% of people seem to LOVE waterfalls. People go stand next to the dang things and go behind them in Niagara, meanwhile, my just writing about this gives me this really weird, hair-standing-up-on-the-back-of-my-neck feeling and shakiness deep down…

The closest I have managed to find is potamophobia – a fear of rivers and flowing water or “running water.”

I don’t have a fear of rivers or lakes, I think those are pretty nice, but I suppose “flowing water” works (rushing water seems more accurate). And this waterfall-phobia really does seem to be a true phobia for me because despite the fact that I have forced myself to look at them and go fairly near (railings), just thinking about it now, like I said, is freaking me out and when searching the fear name I was REALLY hoping no photos came up because I didn’t want to look at any.

Lucky for me, in recent years, Niagara Falls has created a wonderful casino and tourist area away from the Falls themselves, so I’ve had trips there where I haven’t had to look at them at all! So, thanks for that Fallsview! (Despite the name, it’s actually far enough away that you can’t see them from the ground level all that easily.)

And that’s where I’ll leave it today. This has been a post a few days in the making, so I shall post it now while I have the chance! Until next time…

The Summer of Awesome – Day 13

Well hey there,

I started writing this post two days ago, and then got side-tracked by work and such, so here’s what I started out with, even though it’s now 2 days off:

I just got my allergy shot earlier and my arm hurts WAY more than usual. My doctor is away until next week and the other doctor who gave it to me joked that he’s not as good as mine because it hurts when he gives shots – BOY was he right!!

But enough of that, on to the awesome things of The Book of Awesome…

(73) Sneaking under someone else’s umbrella (pg 136)

By now, you all know of my height.

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And here’s a photo of me amidst a thunderstorm that hit out of nowhere while I was on a walk this week, just to prove that I am always umbrella-ready.

So… guess who’s always left holding the umbrella? 😐

I suppose it also doesn’t help that I hate getting rain-hair or rain on my glasses (when I wear them), so I am always umbrella-prepared.

Just this week, four of us went out for a lunch. There have been thunderstorm warnings all week and the sky was quite overcast and ominous.

How many of us had umbrellas?

That’s right just me. 😐

I do think it’s better to be safe than sorry, especially when you hate being rained on!

From what I’ve heard from family and friends, though, not everyone hates being rained on as much as I do. (In fact, my dad purposefully, goes out when it’s pouring rain because he loves it so much!)

(74) Finally remembering a word that’s been on the tip of your tongue for so long (pg 137)

The older I get, the more foggy my brain gets, so this is a usual occurrence in my life.

Trying to write this blog is hard enough, but when you actually have to make conversation and your brain just doesn’t want to work, that’s the worst!

(75) When someone offers to toss your dirty clothes in with their load (pg 138)

I am the opposite of Neil Pasricha here. I saw this same episode of Family Feud where they asked for a chore you don’t mind doing and my first choice was, indeed, laundry.

I don’t mind putting the laundry into wash and dry – a bit more of a hassle when you have to hang it up, but put on some good tunes and dance away (and up those pedometer steps) and its not that bad. I do hate folding and putting them away after the fact, though.

So needing to toss my clothes in with other peo ple has never been a big thing for me. Also, I constantly worry that something I’d give to someone else (i.e. mom, sister) to put with their load will bleed and ruin all their stuff! And because of that, I never do share any of my laundry.

Oh man, this just reminded me that I still have clothes sitting in the dry to put away…Eep!

(76) The moment at a restaurant after you see your food coming from the kitchen but before it lands on your table (pg 140)

Ain’t this the truth.

That exciting moment when you spot your food, but then you worry, “Maybe that’s not my food and just someone else’s that ordered the same thing…” 

But it is!

He says here that as it’s approaching, “conversation hushes” and that’s so true too. I find the second the food comes ALL conversation ceases, as we all devour our food as if we haven’t eaten for days.

Conversation can always happen, eating your nice, warm food is only able to happen for a short time…

(77) Terrible businesses run by children (pg 141)

I was blown away when Mr Pasricha mentioned Junior Achievement in this section because in Grade 8 or so, we all had a presentation by them too! All I remember about it is that they had us putting together yellow ballpoint pens to learn about how to run a business…?

To be honest, I learned nothing about running my own business, but I did get a snazzy yellow pen out of it to use for all my artistic endeavors.

Now, 18 years later, I have a preteen niece, who has all of my creativity with all of the business acumen that these J.A. presenters were targeting with their workshops.

He says “terrible businesses” because they don’t tend to do so well with their sales, which is true because it’s very hard to market products as a child. Even still, my niece is putting her heart and soul into her businesses and is taking them very seriously. She started with paper origami bookmarks, from there, she has now moved to jewelry and card-making.

And let me tell you, SHE’S GOOD! (And I’m not just saying this because I am a proud aunty, though I am.)

I would post you all some photos of her wares, but will need to get her to OK that. She’s made us all her marketing team, but I actually got kicked off of the marketing team for doing a bad job of selling products to my friends… :p I think I was demoted to “helper.”

Unfortunately, even if I post her great products, I have no way to get them to all of you (unless you know me personally), so you can just enjoy the pretty pictures if/when I do post them.

For now… I am off.


The Summer of Awesome – Day 12

Hellooo readers (said in the manner of Yakko Warner saying “Hello Nurse.”)

My posts may be a little more sporadic for the next little bit, as I might be busy for the next couple weeks and I haven’t been feeling 100%. BUT I will do my best to keep it up, since I did start this because I wanted to keep honing and brushing up on my writing skills again.

So with that in mind, let’s get going with The Book of Awesome:

(67) The smell of the coffee aisle in the grocery store (pg 126)

Did you know there are some people who HATE the smell of coffee?

I am not one of those people!

My sister, however, gags at the smell of coffee.

I also had no idea that you could find that delicious smell independent of Chapters locations…

For me, it’s a pleasant reminder of one of my favourite places – Chapters – and the memories from days when we would go hang out there and take a look at all the books during my childhood.

Back then, it was just this amazing, magical place that smelled so nice and was so fun – I had no idea that it was a chain of bookstores that you could find everywhere.

To this day, I still love going to Chapters, Indigo or any other bookstores and the wonderful smell of Starbucks is a huge part of that! (It’s almost too tempting NOT to go get a Java Chip Frappucino.)

(68) That pile of assorted beers left in your fridge after a party (pg 127)

I don’t drink beers, so this doesn’t really apply to me…but assorted cakes? Now that I could get on board with.

I do remember a time when, after a big party, our freezer and fridge were FULL of assorted cakes and desserts. You’d think I’d have gotten sick of sweets then, but instead, here I am today, trying to force myself not to have sugar because I just love sugary treats way too much!

(69) Staring out at calm water (pg 129)

There’s really not much I can say about this topic that this photo I took last year can’t say better:

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Lucky me, getting such a pretty view!

I am very lucky because I live within driving/commuting distance of a number of lakes. The above photo was from when I did my “30 for 30” – 30 things before my 30th birthday. I gave myself the challenge to visit a park I’d never been too, and as luck would have it, I discovered this little gem, by a lake I’d never known about – only about a 1/2 hour north of where I live! I’d drive through this area often enough for work, but had no clue this was here.

This past week, a friend and I went for another visit, and it’s just as nice as I remembered. I’d say it was slightly more enjoyable on my first visit, though, because I went in September when it was so quiet and the humidity was lower, making the water look much nicer and bluer (as seen in that above picture).

(70) Sneaking McDonald’s and hiding the evidence (pg 131)

This little exchange that Neil Pasricha wrote up between his friends Molly and Scott reminded me of an – opposite – exchange between myself and a childhood friend of mine.

We’d stopped into the McDonald’s drive-thru so she could get fries and to get my sister an ice cream. She turned to me and said, “What do you want?”

And I, at the time very healthy and diligent about my food intake, said, “Nothing, thanks. I don’t eat McDonalds anymore.”

  • Her: “WHAT. Wait, WHAT?”
  • Me: “Yeah, actually come to think of it… I don’t eat fast food at all.”
  • Her: “You don’t eat ANY fast food?!”
  • Me: “Well, I do eat Subway, but I don’t think that counts–“
  • Her: (at the same time as me) “Yeah, no, that doesn’t count.”

She stared at me suspiciously the entire drive back home. I should probably add, just so you get a full – hilarious picture – that this friend of mine is a beauty queen. A literal beauty queen, I’m not just using the phrase to describe her, she actually won a local, well-known beauty contest about 10 years ago. This exchange just makes me laugh even more when you take that into consideration – she was willing to have McD’s…but I wasn’t.

This was probably about four or five years ago, though, and I’ve eased up since then (as my waistband can attest to!), but I still try to limit the amount of fast food I eat.

Greek Salad. Yummy, yummy

Now, if I do go to McDonald’s, I am one of those weird people who actually eats their salads! I know, it sounds ridiculous, but their Greek salad isn’t that bad! (By now I’ve eaten it too often that I’ve gotten quite sick of it, though.)

The other thing that McDonald’s always sucks me back in with is the complete opposite of healthy – their cookies.

I was a bit miffed by their rebranding as McCafe, at first, but I soon realized what a brilliant idea it was to compete with the (aforementioned) Starbucks allure and, here in Canada, our precious Tim Hortons.  I actually know more people who enjoy McDonald’s coffee and pastries than most other coffee shops around here! So kudos to them. Their cookies are, for sure, so worth the trip.

(71) Your family car growing up (pg 133)

We were just talking about our family cars from when I was a kid yesterday and how I always knew who was picking me up from school by the sound the cars made. My dad had a diesel car, and those make the MOST noise. Apparently, as I just found out yesterday, my dad was not a fan of diesel cars because of the noise, but once he got one, it’s been his favourite of all his cars since!

One of the cars Pasricha mentions in this section actually brought back memories of another big car from my childhood. Amongst his examples, he lists a Chevy Lumina van, which I never experienced, but my brother’s car when I was a kid was a Lumina that we affectionately referred to as… “The Lumina!” (We have become more creative with names since. I named my current car Buster Keaton, after my favourite silence movie actor/director.)

I don’t know that the car was as awesome as my memory makes it out to be, or if it’s just the fact that the memories I have of it are awesome. It’s probably just the haze of coolness of having a big brother who’d take me to buy toys or introduce me to new songs in his cool car.

My best friend’s family also had a Lumina, not sure why they were so popular with everyone around here in the mid-90s, but they were! When my brother’s car, sadly, finally gave up, I warned her there was a good chance the same would happen to her family’s car in time. And what do you know, a few months later, theirs also conked out for good.

Funny enough, what I most remember about The Lumina was that my brother always had McDonald’s food boxes and napkins in there… which totally falls in line with the previous topic too!

(72) Eating a free sample of something you have no intention of buying (pg 135)

I am going to announce a really unpopular opinion and I need you all to brace yourself.

Are you ready?


I…am not a fan of Costco.


I know! I know! Everyone loves Costco. Costco is God’s gift to shoppers. Costco is the greatest thing since sliced bread and it SELLS sliced bread.

Problem is, I can’t shop somewhere that doesn’t have all the products I’m looking for and Costco rarely ever has anything I need. I visited with a friend who was trying her hardest to convince me of how wonderful it is, but I went in with a list of things I needed to find (vitamins, food, clothing) and found maybe 1 of the 10 things on my list.

Due to food allergies and sensitivities, I have to be pretty particular about the things I choose (likewise with family members) and because of that, I can’t handle the inconsistency of Costco having different items in stock every week. It’s a total waste for me to go there for ONE item that I can get much cheaper, only to waste gas to go to the mall/grocery store to pick up everything else.

That being said, I learned from my dermatologist that even if you don’t have a Costco membership, you can still go to their pharmacy, which, let me tell you, was a pretty amazing discovery – a prescription medication that cost $65 at my regular pharmacy was only $12 at the Costco pharmacy.

And yet with that wonderful discovery came my further annoyance with Costco, in the fact that they told me I could pick it up in a half hour – which left me wandering the store because trying to get in and out of that parking lot was just ridiculous at that time – and when I came back… they said it wasn’t ready and would be another half hour.

I assume this was a scheme on their part, attempting to get me to buy things while waiting. But as we all know, I don’t have a membership! So, what did I do for that hour (really, hour and 15 minutes by the end of it)?

I went around and ate ALL THE FREE SAMPLES I COULD!

And thus, this entire topic just screams out – my relationship with Costco


The Summer of Awesome – Day 11

At this point, I am just about 1/3rd of the way through The Book of Awesome. I’m probably going to start running out of stuff to say soon enough…

(61) The first scoop out of a jar of peanut butter (pg 117)

Oh, well, I haven’t run out of things to say here!

I used to love peanut butter. It was toasty, tasty and still relatively healthy compared to other snack foods.


Around 2011, my allergies started to get weirdly out of control. I’ve always had allergies – trees, pollen, dust, some foods. Suddenly, as of this year, I was getting itchy all the time and headaches and sinus pains much too frequently. I knew I had sinus issues, sure, but this was too often. And then the worst happened…

I found out I was allergic to apples. My favourite fruit, that which everyone associated with ME, and I was allergic to it!

From there it was a steady fall of other fruits – peaches…pears…plums…pineapple…

Then other foods – shrimp, mushrooms, zucchinis, cashews, almonds, pecans and yes…peanuts.

I am very fortunate to not be anaphylactic at this stage, but it has reached the point where I can’t even have regular – non-peanut, just chocolate – M&Ms because my throat starts feeling bruised and swollen.

Allergies are thought to be cyclical, so there’s a chance I might not always have them, but I’ve been having allergy injections for about two years now and I still have had pretty severe reactions, so it’s not something I like to risk. (I can’t even go near apple trees or orchards because I start to react – I even had a reaction walking by some in our kitchen one time.)

Hooray for peanut-free, but look what other food just happens to be on this label… -_-

So, with all this on my plate (or, that is to say, not on my plate) – I am relegated to eating soy nut butter. Namely – as seen to the right – WOW Butter.

And lemme tell ya, it’s okay as a substitute, the consistency is close, as is the look, so you don’t feel so left out on the peanut butter front… but it’s still not peanut butter.

I have yet to find anything aside from Wow Butter that I can actually eat and even that I shouldn’t have to often because it’s made of soy and apparently it’s easy to become sensitive to soy too…

I have tried Sunflower Seed Butter, but it’s not creamy and doesn’t taste anywhere close to the deliciousness of peanut butter.

I am very jealous of people without allergies! I would even settle for just the peanut allergy as long as I could have other nuts – almond butter and almond milk and the like seem like fine substitutes to have!

Alas, I guess those things are just not meant for me…

(62) Hearing a stranger fart in public (pg 119)


What am I supposed to say about this one??

It is pretty funny, I’ll give you that. Sometimes it’s mortifying, though, and you feel so bad for that person. Actually, you know what this makes me think of – that German word that means you feel embarrassed for someone else’s embarrassment.

Ah, here it is:


That’s me. That’s how other people’s public farts make me feel.

(63) Perfectly toasted toast (pg 122)

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This. This is my perfect toast.

To some of you, this is probably WAY under-toasted to be a good piece of toast and some of you will think it’s even too toasted. The point is – we all have our ideal and I can bet no two people have the exact same version of perfection.

Even when it comes to what you put on your toast – what does everyone prefer?

As you’ve seen above, I eat Wow Butter, so my current favourite of late is slathered in Wow Butter, with a bit of raw honey. On the days when I am trying not to have too much Wow Butter, some regular butter and honey, or coconut oil and honey are good too. If I could still have peanut butter, I’m sure that’d win out though!

(64) When someone unjams the photocopier for you (pg 123)

These angels, who come along and do this are a GOD-SEND! I am glad now that I have had a ton of experience with a variety of photocopiers at my various jobs, internships and volunteer opportunities over the years because at first they were just so intimidating.

The intimidation factor goes up when you consider that photocopiers in this day and age aren’t just about photos or copying, they have all this newfangled computerized technology so you can email and scan and download your entire genetic makeup and life history (okay, maybe not that…yet).

About 4 years ago, at one of my jobs, I realized something that I feel I ought to share with all of you, as a Public Service Announcement, just in case it ever happens to you:

Sometimes the “jam” isn’t a JAM at all! 

It’s the computer memory thinking it’s a jam

…but there’s nothing at all in the way!

For a good half hour, my coworker and I ripped apart our photocopier, trying to find where the pesky piece of paper had gotten lodged. We literally pulled out EVERY paper – all stacks, all loose sheets. We managed to find a moderately jammed piece of paper and got it out in one piece – not a single tiny corner left behind (sometimes those are the culprit that’ll ruin the whole thing!) and yet the screen kept flashing “Paper Jam.

She eventually gave up and went back to work, deciding she no longer had the time or patience for the infernal device, but I was determined.

That’s right, you heard me you dang boxy robot (droid)!

I wasn’t about to let some boxy robot tell me what’s what!

After double checking all of the trays again, I started to wonder…

Wait a minute…

What if it wasn’t an issue with the photocopier itself, so much as it was the computer screen?

I scoured the photocopier for some sort of indication of the make and model, and managed to find a number I could search.

Sure enough, I found out that it was not uncommon for photocopiers, particularly of that make, to accidentally store when a jam had happened in its memory!

I found instructions to clear the memory and voila! Good as new.

This happened again recently on a different photocopier at a different work place, so it is much more common than you’d think. So the next time your photocopier is telling you it has a jam and you’re sure it doesn’t, heed my advice!

(65) Reading the nutritional label and eating it anyway (pg 124)

Sometimes, he’s right, you just have to live a little! It’s okay to take that chance every so often – so long as your personal health allows for it – but…it is a bit scary to look at something and see your ENTIRE’S DAY worth of sugar allotment.

(66) When you’re watching one of your favourite movies and you realize you don’t remember how it ends (pg 125)

I can’t see this ever happening – at least not with me. If a movie is a favourite, I will definitely remember what happens because that means I’ve watched it a billion times.

non-stop-movie-poster.jpgcan see it happening with a good movie that, maybe, I’ve only seen once. This actually did just happen a little while ago with my family and the Liam Neeson movie, Non-Stop.

We’d all seen it before, we’d all enjoyed it and yet, for the life of us, none of us could remember who the actual “bad guy” turned out to be.

We knew it wasn’t Liam Neeson, but it literally could have been anyone else.

And even though we’d seen it before, we were all gripped, trying to remember until the big reveal. (Just a note that my dad was right on with his guess.)

I find this is something that happens often too with shows like Law & Order, where you remember the episode is good, but you have no clue who actually did it. (That is, until they started to have a lot of famous and flashy guest starts, then it just turned into, “Oh, hey, *insert big name celebrity here* is guest-starring…They did it.” :p )

And that’s where we shall adjourn for today (that Law & Order bit and The People vs. OJ Simpson are getting too into my brain!)