I always knew I picked the right one.


My LovelyWife left me a message at the bus stop this morning. 😉



This? Is Not Better: My Wedding Photo Edition

A few days ago, Angie from A Whole lot of Nothing …and then some posted her engagement picture on her website. Go look, it’s totally worth it. 😉

I commented on the post:

Of course being French-Canadian we don’t really do engagement / announcements photos, and since my FMIL is in the process of moving, the pictures I mentioned in the comment are neatly packed away at the moment.

But I won’t leave you hanging. In the meantime, I give you a picture taken at my wedding:

So. Yeah.

This is not better. 😉

Movember is upon us.

Like a coat of arms for his face: A well maintained moustache is a symbol of the modern gentleman.

Recently I Tweeted that I was going to grow an evil moustache to look like a guy who ties women to train tracks. My Twitter friend @ALL_CAPS Tweeted back that I should be part of his Movember team. I didn’t know what Movember was. The same day I joked over lunch with a few of my coworkers that we should all grow moustaches just for fun. Pretty much everyone I spoke to seemed to like the idea.

Did you ever hear of « Movember » ?

The ‘Mo’, slang for moustache, and November come together each year for Movember.

Each November we challenge men to change their appearance and the face of men’s health by growing a moustache. The moustache is our ribbon, the means by which we raise awareness and funds for prostate cancer. Much like the commitment to run or walk for charity, our commitment is to grow a moustache for 30 days. Funds raised benefit Prostate Cancer Canada.

Registering is easy, and just hit the following link if you want to join @ALL_CAPS’ team “The Movemberists”. We’ve got 11 members so far and it’s still early!

Every day in November, I’ll post a picture of my growing moustache, and I’ll also do this 30-day meme that I’m stealing from Sarah:

  • Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself
  • Day 02- The meaning behind your blog name
  • Day 03- A recent picture of you and your friends
  • Day 04- A habit that you wish you didn’t have
  • Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to
  • Day 06- Favorite super hero/fictional character and why
  • Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you
  • Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why
  • Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days
  • Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad
  • Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends
  • Day 12- How you found out about WordPress and why you made one
  • Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you
  • Day 14- A picture of you and your family
  • Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play
  • Day 16- Another picture of yourself
  • Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why
  • Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have
  • Day 19- Nicknames you have; why do you have them
  • Day 20- Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future
  • Day 21- A picture of something that makes you happy
  • Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else
  • Day 23- Something you crave for a lot
  • Day 24- A letter to your parents
  • Day 25- What I would find in your bag
  • Day 26- What you think about your friends
  • Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge
  • Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?
  • Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned
  • Day 30- Who are you?

Who’s in? ;-{)

How crazy is this?

First thing first: Today is Avitable’s birthday. Way back when, Hilly tricked me into believing that it was Adam’s Birthday when it wasn’t. But today I’m pretty sure it is Adam’s birthday. So go over there and wish Avitable the bestest birthday wishes ever. Doooooooooo it. Then come back and read the rest of this post. Please?

Thank you. 😉

And of course: Happy Birthday Adam!

I’m considering moving the stove over about six inches to the right in order to accommodate this baby. My current espresso machine is about 3 inches narrower. That would require rebuilding the counter top, moving the upper and lower cabinets – nobody wants the stove not aligned with the range hood, right – and doing some electrical work.

Seriously, is this sexy or just plain dumb? You’re with me right? Nobody puts that baby in a corner… 😉

The alternative is to get a new house. Unless you see another option?

A story and a quick question

I instantly regretted my decision, and then I had about 30 minutes to really reflect on the bad decision I made. You see this morning I didn’t bike to work – a complicated affair of inaccessible showers at work and a flaky weather girl saying “it’s gonna rain all morning” – and ended up waiting for the bus for 30 minutes. Thirty long rainless minutes.

Did I mention I now bike to work in 35 minutes? So by the time I wrote this first paragraph, I could have been sitting at my desk – sweaty, smelly and happy? This really rubs me the wrong way.

Silver lining to this cloud: I’m writing this on the bus on my Blackberry, so you have something to read. 😉

Speaking of biking, I had an adventure yesterday on my way back from work. I almost fought a French (meaning from France, not just french-speaking) dude. Well, two dudes really, but I don’t know if the other one was French.

You see, there’s a small section of the bike path that is actually a very wide sidewalk that cyclists and pedestrians share. BTW, the bike paths are also shared spaces. The problem on the sidewalk part is that there is no lines to tell people where they should be walking/biking.

So here I am on my bike, right behind those two dudes. I slowly move to circle them on their left, but they quickly sidestep to the left. I stood still for a moment – to let them take a few steps so I can have some distance to make a wide swerve to their right. At the last second, they again step right in front of me.

I figured that it wasn’t a problem, that I was just going to slowly follow them. I knew the actual bike path wasn’t too far off, and that they would have to stick to the right at that point. So I’m about 2 feet behind them, matching their pace when the French dude turns around and starts yelling at me.

“You know this is a sidewalk?*” He shrieked with his very feminine voice.

“Yup, I said, that’s why I’m just quietly following you. Notice how I didn’t ring my bell or asked you to move to the 10+ feet of empty space to your left?”

“BUT THIS IS A SIDEWALK! SHOW SOME RESPECT!” He yelled as he stopped squarely in front of me, forcing me to stop. He grabbed the handlebars. I stepped down and put my bike on the stand.

“Since this is a sidewalk, may I kindly suggest you WALK to the SIDE or should I kick your ass?”

I had never seen a French dude run that fast. The other one stood there, raising his hands in the universal “I want no troubles” gesture.

I swear I’m not on steroids.

*Of course the whole conversation was in French,and it went like this:
“Tu sais que c’est un trottoir ici?”
“Yup (I say yup even in French), c’est pourquoi je fais seulement vous suivre. Je n’ai pas sonné ma cloche, je ne vous ai pas demandé de vous déplacer vers les 3 mètres d’espace libre juste là.”
“C’est effectivement un trottoir… Alors tu TROTTES ou je te botte le derrière?”

And now, a quick question:

Should I shave my hair? I’m getting to this point where I kinda have long-ish hair on the top, and it’s getting really hard to style it in any way except for the slickback. I could wait about 4 months to gather the hair in decent a topknot – and from there sky floor is the limit – or I could shave it off and keep it short for a while. Have a look:


Top shot – this morning.


Unstyled – a few weeks ago.


Slicked back.

I’m on the fence about the whole thing, so I’m asking you for some assvice. WWTID?

Of course, it was a Monday.


Dear Wilkinson Sword blades,

I’m a wetshaver. I’m using this baby to shave my facial hair, as my friend Karl with a K would say: “Once a week if you’re lucky”. The first time I shaved with my SOLINGEN/MERKUR razor, it was just like having sex for the first time: awkward, clumsy, not very satisfying. Also, I ended up more bloodied than expected. But I persevered and got better at it, making each new time more and more fun. After  22 years, I dare say I’m fairly decent at it. 

But enough about sex.

I’m writing to you this morning because I noticed a flaw in your blade packaging. A flaw – I think – that could easily be corrected, making my morning and the morning of millions of other Wilkinson users more satisfying.

You see the little reminder to buy more blades I’m holding up there? Here’s how it’s packaged* in the 5-Blade package:


Now, I’m sure I’m not the first hairy dude who thought of this, and I’m pretty certain you have at least one man that shaves – once a week if you’re lucky – on your staff. So would you consider packaging your blades this way instead:


This way,I don’t end up running out of blades that crucial morning of the week where I have to shave for this important meeting, and I don’t have to ponder the implications of trying to use the blade I just threw in the trash if I was to scrub it really good with one of the old toothbrush I keep around for no apparent reason. No, I should not do that I threw that blade out for a reason, right? With my better way of packaging, I would actually get a reminder to get more blades before I actually have to get more blades. Brilliant, yes? Just think of that reminder like an Outlook reminder: It would be pretty useless to have Outlook telling me “You’re late for a meeting now”. 

Factor in that LovelyWife really likes it when I’m freshly shaved, and everybody wins! Okay, I’m not sure how that makes you win but it makes me win and that’s the important thing.

Unshavenly yours,


*Blades are individually wrapped too, but that made it graphically boring. 

So I married an axe murderer

All right, I did not marry an axe murderer, but I did marry a mathematician. 

In my defense, she was not a mathematician when I married her, she was just weird. 😉 She only got weirder later. 

Can you find my LovelyWife in this page? That’s the line-up of speakers for the F2009 SAS Business Forecasting Conference. I’ll give you a minute. 

Hint: She’s the sexiest person on the page. Well, unless you have a Dr. Phil fetish. You perv.

And if you’re too lazy to go to the page, I made a mosaic of all the conference’s speakers right here!


Oh, there’s also one impostor, can you find the impostor?