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is that what we’re calling it now…

Yesterday I did some shopping with Wandering Coyote downtown on a quest for boots. This quest has been year long, but turned vital when all my footware began to show holes. Even my slippers bit the dust. As I was waiting in Winners for WC to try on some clothes I noticed this sign and clothes in the “home” section. Made me chuckle, so naturally I had to take a picture.

Seen any funny signs lately?

Oh, and I did find the most comfortable boots too. Over here. The leather is like butter and the inside is purple plaid. Made for me, no? Most I’ve never spent on boots, but I know they’ll last.

the war of ideas

One of the best parts of my job is finding treasures.

I’m putting together an exhibition on thrift and recycling, and going through our research files for WWII as there is a lot of great promotional material. Covers of the pamphlets always grab my attention.

I’d love to see more hand drawn promotional stuff, instead of ads using photoshopped photographs, etc. It’s out there, but few and far between.

I found 55 Ways to Save Eggs very educational.

 

damn

In my dash to grab a quick lunch at the market I picked up what I thought were just plain brown rice crisps to have with my hummus. Yeah, not so much.

I really have to start reading the entire package. It would have helped had the writing of “smoked bacon and gouda flavour” been in a bolder colour. Just one in the many D’oh moments that have started off my week.

running through the music, stepping on each note

I’ve been having the most interesting dreams this month.

I suspect the only reason I can recall them is because I haven’t been getting that much REM sleep.

The majority of them involve running, getting lost (or losing someone), or being in a car with someone else driving. Also traveling.

When I check my dream dictionary (yes, I have one of those), all signs don’t point to good things.

Do you put much weight in dreams?

blackout

So, will we have an underground interweb on our hands soon?

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thanks, i think

This morning I had an appointment at the hospital for two different ultrasounds,  followed by blood-work. Nothing serious, just check-ups and screenings.

In both my appointments I had students assist in the procedures.

No one really likes having an ultrasound, not to mention a regular ultrasound plus the probe kind, so I wasn’t too thrilled about having to have the procedure done twice, in one sitting. Once with the trained professional, and once with the student. No, go ahead I love when you press on my full bladder like that. However, I understand they need to practice what they learn.

During the ultrasound the student couldn’t find one of my ovaries and looked at me, confused, as if to say, well, where is it? Last time I checked it was there, you’re the one with the machine, I think you’d have a better idea. Her boss then stepped in and directed her to the right positioning.

When the procedure was done, the nurse in charge said to me, “Thank-you for having such great anatomy. It’s wonderful when students can learn on nice anatomy.”

(insert nervous laughter from me)

What a peculiar thing to say, don’t you think?

but we’re doing you a favour

Today at work I had an unannounced caller.

At first I thought he was trying to sell me something, which happens from time to time, normally it’s over the phone, but sometimes it’s in person. I’m a pretty patient person, much more than my boss, which is why she’ll usually have me deal with advertising.

The unannounced caller came in just after lunch, and caught me completely off guard. Gave me a cryptic sales pitch, only for me to figure out he wasn’t looking for paid advertising, he was looking for me to write content. Free content.

I tried to explain providing content to a publication, even if it promotes our organisation, still costs money (my time) and it’s something we already do a lot of, so I’d need to see examples of said publication, distribution lists, other organisations involved, etc.

At the mere mention of other publications we already provide content for and the idea that we should be paid for our articles this man went off on me. The bubble of personal space invaded, hand waving, expletives thrown about.

I stood gobsmacked.

It literally took me a full minute to compose myself, not have my voice shake before I threw him out.

The funny thing is, I do a lot of writing for “free” to advertise events, etc. Yet if you expect me to write 500+ word articles for free, when you speak to me like that, I’m sorry, not bloody likely!

People getting paid for what they write?

What a concept!

the lovers, the dreamers and me

Found these prints which are part of a Jim Henson tribute exhibition.

I wish all of the characters were represented, but I’ve only seen Oscar the Grandiose, and Sen. C. Monster (R).

If you could “redesign” any Muppet (Sesame Street or other), and make a new character, what would be their look and name?