That doesn’t help

Posted Jan 23, filed under Life. Comments: 0
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Last night I dreamed that Pepsi sponsored free wifi for all of Vancouver. When my alarm clocks started going off, in the dream they were just alerts from various devices to let me know that they were switching over from my home network to this awesome new Pepsi service. It took me an hour to wake up.

My dreams always try to change my alarm clock sounds into sounds that I should ignore. Especially on Saturday mornings. If Pepsi really did grant free wireless internet access to my entire city, I wouldn’t use it. Eh oh NO WAY MAN.


No CoCo makes Brandy a sad panda.

Posted Jan 22, filed under Life, Memories. Comments: 0
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I was in high school when Late Night With Conan O’Brien first started airing. I think I was new enough for high school for it to have been middle school in most regions. I don’t remember exactly because that was roughly forty-seven years ago.

And I don’t usually bring up disowned relatives, but there was a particularly eventful time in my life when I realized that my uncles were especially disownable. My mother, my sisters and I were living in a house that they owned, and we finally found a new place in a new town. We anticipated the move with glee and post-dated relief. My uncles were assholes and we were finally getting away from them. I had just graduated high school, and I was in a period of limbo between high school and college, sticking around at home to help take care of my youngest sister, who had recently been diagnosed with autism. I didn’t have a lot going on. I didn’t have a lot of confidence. I watched a lot of television.