Men and Women Friends

Harry Burns: You realize of course that we could never be friends.
Sally Albright: Why not?
Harry Burns: What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally Albright: That's not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: You only think you do.
Sally Albright: You say I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry Burns: No, what I'm saying is they all WANT to have sex with you.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: They do not.
Harry Burns: Do too.
Sally Albright: How do you know?
Harry Burns: Because no man can be friends with a woman that he finds attractive. He always wants to have sex with her.
Sally Albright: So, you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive?
Harry Burns: No. You pretty much want to nail 'em too.
Sally Albright: What if THEY don't want to have sex with YOU?
Harry Burns: Doesn't matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.
Sally Albright: Well, I guess we're not going to be friends then.
Harry Burns: I guess not.
Sally Albright: That's too bad. You were the only person I knew in New York.

It has been 17 years since Harry told Sally this "truth". Has anything changed? I would have to say yes and no. Throughout my life I have had some wonderful guy friends (my recent crew topping the list). However, I must admit a consistent theme of platonic-plus episodes along the way. So I think my mental jury is still out on Harry's generalization. But it is still one of the greatest exchanges in romantic comedy history.

Another Grey Down

Grey Cup has come and gone again. Thanks to Ash another fantastic BBQ & drinkfest out on the Shore Road. Admittedly, I was in much worse shape this year than last. I know from the pictures I took that much tasty food was served but I never got around to enjoying it (in spite of Sean's suggestions!) Rather I limited myself to a steady diet of rye and coke. I never seem to learn. Upon inspection the morning after, Ash and I could not really believe how much rye we managed to consume. Still, we had an obligation to give it all to the Grey Cup drinking game and that we did! In the end, it was another great year with great people. So cheers on that!

Oh yeah - the game ... not too bad. Although you gotta hate McCallum for making it essentially a field goal match (and for being the cause of MOST of the drinking!) And although I had been assigned Montreal, I am rather pleased that the Lions managed to win this one. Dickenson finally gets his due. And now that the season is over - I may finally get around to being productive on the weekends!
... Grey Cup 2005 ...

The East East Coast

I spent two days in Newfoundland this weekend. Thanks to may ever-amazing job, I was sent back to the Rock to do some training with our field staff there. This part of my work has become one of my favourite things and it has allowed me to see more of the Atlantic provinces then I would ever have imagined in a short time.

This time around I was on the east side of the island in the capital city of St. John's. First off, I have say how GREAT that city happens to be. It is small and quaint and busy and lively. All of the houses run in coloured rows right up to the street - no yards. The streets twist and connect with complete randomness. The restaurants are great and George street is quite the piece of real estate. (Sadly, I missed my opportunity it get "screeched in" as MUN pub crawls were keeping the taverns busy! - oh well, next visit.)

My favourite part of the trip my visit to Cape Spear this afternoon. On a clear, sunny, unseasonably warm (20 degrees!) November day I got to hang out on Canada's most eastern point. Thanks to a wind that could almost lift you off the ground, the view was gorgeous. The waves slammed into the point. The sun glowed above the lighthouse. There was a moment when I was completely alone and it was amazing

Angelina Jolie's Deformity

OK - I have found it! I have found the "flaw" in Angelina Jolie's body. Yes, you read it here - a FLAW! It is a little thing that can only be revealed when you strip away the trappings of celebrity presentation. Now don't get me wrong. I did not go looking for a blemish on Ms. Jolie. I, like almost every other warm-blooded person on the planet, happen to think she is beyond beautiful. Even more so when just being her "casual" self. But she is not perfect. She has ... are you ready for it? ... Hammer Toes!

This is when you go - What the hell are Hammer Toes?
Well, they are a product of the very stylishness that Angelina has mastered. According to the American Academy of Orthopaedic Surgeons ... "A hammer toe is a deformity of the second, third or fourth toes. In this condition, the toe is bent at the middle joint, so that it resembles a hammer." High heels are the common culprit in creating hammer toes for women. And as evidenced above, Angelina has a text book case.

"If the toe is bent and held in one position long enough, the muscles tighten and cannot stretch out. A higher heel forces the foot down and squishes the toes against the shoe, increasing the pressure and the bend in the toe. Eventually, the toe muscles become unable to straighten the toe, even when there is no confining shoe." As she may look extremely lovely in her T-shirt & jeans you can notice that her toes are not as relaxed. They are stuck, bent, deformed. Not a major concern, to be sure, but a small balancing point in the cosmic scales of beauty distribution nonetheless.

Lest We Forget

I was listening to the radio yesterday morning and there was a four-question quiz about Canada's war history. The four questions are:

1 - Which of the following are Canadian War heroes:
Billy Bishop
Ulysses Grant
Arthur Currie
Douglas Macarthur

2 - John McCrae wrote a poem that has become the definitive WWI memorial - what is it called?

3 - Canada's first major victory in WWI took place on what ridge?

4 - What war was instrumental in changing the roles of women and moving towards womens' right to vote?

Apparantly, 60% of Canadians (and the numbers are higher for young Canadians) fail this quiz. That is really sad and it makes me wonder about the state of Remembrance in our country. For my generation the link is clear through our grandparents. But how is sacrifice remembered for those new generations that do not have a living familial connection to the events? It is a challenge.

That is why I am very impressed with the current Remembrance Day notice put together by the Canadian government for this year. I saw it for the first time on TV last weekend and I knew I wanted to grab a copy for today's blog. Take a moment of silence today and watch it below.

Quiz Answers: 1 - Billy Bishop & Arthur Currie ... 2 - In Flanders Fields ... 3 - Vimy Ridge ... 4 - World War One (BTW - I got 100%!)

Down Came the Rain

Crazy weather out here on the east coast. We got almost 50mm of rain in the last 24 hrs (I know - it was crazier in Vancouver). Still, today I sat in my grey-lighted office with the rain whipping against the windows. It just kept coming. And the swirling rivers of fallen leaves were racing to the gutters and clogging up the drains and flooding the intersections. It was SO wet - everywhere. And the wind bent my umbrella and made it all crappy and useless. But it was so warm. It is November and the temperature was 13 degrees! So I thought I would post another fun quiz in honour of the weather (because that is what I do when I have nothing better to write!) and it seems it is my kind of atmosphere afterall.

You Are Lightning

Beautiful yet dangerous People will stop and watch you when you appear Even though you're capable of random violence You are best known for: your power Your dominant state: performing

What Type of Weather Are You?

Dear Stampeders...

I don't want to pretend to say "It's OK - we will get them next year". That is what I said LAST year when you put on a good fight in the second half of the season and got to the semi-finals.

This year you were great from the start. You came out strong. You seemed to have a plan. You were confident. You lost as many games as you won, it's true, but you had climbed out of the loser ditch where you had been dwelling these last few years. You had succeeded in beating those Riders twice before to take the regular season series. You had clinched second place in the west and a home field advantage for this game. You even banned the Gopher - lest his fuzzy voodoo taint the field. And look what you have done. You collapsed. Again.

With your six turnovers and two interceptions and missed field goal you lost. You took your SIXTEEN point lead and lost. Again. Repeat performances of this kind are not impressive. They are sad. They are frustrating. And, considering your start to the game and the stakes of its result - they are NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! I cannot possibly understand what happened. I saw what happened but it is too pathetic to accept as real football.

Next week, as I watch Saskatchewan take your place against BC I will have a heavy heart. It was going to be our year. I really believed it was. I had all the faith I could muster in you this year and you let me down. My only consolation is now I don't have to buy the beer for Grey Cup. But I won't have any cheer either.

See you next season.
- Raye

Black Light on the Back Nine

One of the worst things about working in a tight-knit office is when one of the team members leaves. Last night we had a goodbye event for another departing friend. The activity on the menu was day-glo mini golf and it was fabulous.

I am a total fan of mini golf but I had never been to this place. It was so cool. And as I fell farther behind in the scoring, I turned by attention to taking fun photos of my friends in the black light environments. Some resutls above. So sad to see Janet go - but cheers to her for such a great evening of electric enjoyment.