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Last night the founder of Katimavik passed away. Jacques Hébert was 84 and the creator of a legacy of youth initiatives including Katimavik and Canada World Youth. I met Senator Hébert in 1997 during my staff training for my first contract as Project Leader. His passion and commitment to the program was evident. I remember being amazed at his zest when, at the age of 74, he joined a hackey-sack circle on the lawn of the auberge. Since that time I have had the chance to work with other Katimavik staff who knew him well and to hear him speak in continued support of the program that was so valuable to me. I can only say that he will be missed, not just as the source of Katimavik but as a light that illuminated the necessity for youth development in Canada.
It came and went again. The 95th Grey Cup filled up my Sunday evening with high hopes of prairie-filled joy and a battle to the last down. And I was not disappointed. The game was exceptional - if lacking in scoring. With Bomber QB Kevin Glenn out of the game (after last week's broken arm!) it appeared that the Riders were in a favoured position. And although I was hoping for my birthplace province to take the big prize, I knew it wouldn't be guaranteed. And luckily I was right. The game was a tough fight with the defense doing most of the work. Without many memorable plays I found myself turning my attention to other highlights on the big screen. These would include the Brady-esque hotness of backup QB Ryan Dinwiddie and the song stylings of Lenny Kravitz. Yummy.
As for this year's party and can only offer a bit of "meh". I know, sounds horrible. And this is not to say that it was not a fun affair - it always is. But, a mellow vibe, a new location, a lackluster drinking game attempt and some new non-baller fans made for a social gathering a little low on the fanaticism of past years. I offered my sincerity to the rum gods and Ash provided his usual BBQ goodness but at the end of it all it was rather anti-climatic. Still, I can only say how lucky I am to have CFL friends and generally awesome social group that will put up with me while I yell at the screen and chug my drinks in the corner. Can't wait for next year in Montreal ... I am SO going to be there!!
This picture is of me and my cousins many years ago. I love it. So much has happened since then. Of course I had that bad haircut then that I swore I would never get again! Oh well, you can't be awesome all the time.
I must admit to a new TV crush these days. Since September I have been watching "Dirty Sexy Money" for the soap factor and Donald Sutherland's voice. However, over the course of that time I have fallen completely for the unassuming and wonderful handsomeness of Peter Krause. This is a change for me because I had never really noticed Krause before in spite of all the press done for "Six Feet Under" (which I have yet to watch). But Krause is fantastic. He has a genuine quality on screen that is devastating. He is a man's man. He loves his wife and daughter. He has a great smile. He looks wonderful in a suit. Hell, even his side-burns get me hot under the collar. That is how good he is. That is what makes him crush-worthy. And then I got thinking about it and realized that at the age of 42 Krause is obviously a MAN and my crushes are finally reaching some maturity. Which made me think of who else is curling my toes on the small screen this season: