An open letter to Calgary and Balzac.

 

Dear Calgarians.

I am a British Columbian that is in the graduated licensing program.

As such, I have to have a little green ‘N’ on the back of my car when I drive around.

Now, because this always has to be present on my car, I usually forget that you don’t need them in your oddly-shaped province of Alberta.

And for some strange reason, you have some odd fixation with taking mine.

Don’t do that.

I know it is a nice, fancy magnet, but it does not look good on any fridge.

Not even yours.

Thank you.

 

To the residents of Balzac,

You actually had nothing to do with the theft of my poor magnetic ‘N’ sign, but I couldn’t help but call you out for living in a town called Balzac.

You are nutz.

Nutz that live in Balzac.

Happy Cinqo de Mayo!

And a belated Star Wars day!

I don’t know what anyone else did for May 4th, but I totally went back and watched the Phantom Menace.

UGH.

It’d been years since I’d seen it, and I’d totally forgotten how bad it was.

Okay, so Qui-Gon is a total badass, and that’s cool.

Also cool to see Obi-Wan as a padawan.

But Jar-Jar? WHY. OHGODWHY.

And then the podracing was just so bad.

Why didn’t Obi-wan just kill the guy that owned Anakin? He’s a slimy, gambling, slave trader!

Or, even if somehow, it was still against his morals, why didn’t he just convince another store owner to trade his republic credits for the tatooine currency, and then buy the part after that?

rantrantrant

 

Aside from that, I also recently went and saw the Source Code.

I freaking loved it, but it’s one of those movies that is hard to talk about without spoiling anything.

In fact, I might have just spoiled something.