well now, its tuesday evening and i've been neglecting the blog again. Ella is a better blogger than me by far at the moment.
This was my dinner tonight. It was yum.
Mark's off having a mammoth Large Mound rock with Graham, Hugh and Anthony tonight I'm a bit bored. Sure if Mark won't go to the rock the rock has to come to him. That's Corpo and Mound so far, now only Omo has to book his tickets.
You have got to hear this song. Its a Canadian tourist board ad to make Canadians go see their own country (specifically aimed at Damian I think). It's even cheesier than Cead Mile Malta, and I heart it.
3 comments:
hey, when you live in Toronto, you don't NEED to see the 'rest' of Canada....at least that's what the rest of Canada thinks we think.
Thinks we think. What a strange combination of words. Is there anything less concrete than thinking about thinking? Neat-o.
I had to wait until I came home to hear that song. It brings to mind a certain Tommy Kelly melody (albeit about fifty years more modern)
i can see that that is called go on the town so i'm not going to listen to it. Up Wexford! (toddles off to find 'dancin at the crossroads')
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