Fight Like A Girl

Sally Spitfire says
the Fight is On.
August 17th, at the Phoenix.

Real Name: Katrina
Age: 26
Day Job: Office Manager for Digital Editing Company
Home Town: Toronto
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 140lbs
Measurements: 36C, 28, 40
Status: Active

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SD 300

This is a picture of a picture of an SD 300. Some would say we, in the digital world, take too many images.
Sparky would say its the best camera in the world and I for one have not debated the issue. (Note: he also drives the worlds safest car)
I like my SD 300 a lot. Stephen likes his SD 300 a lot (even if he is abusive with it). My mom likes her SD 300 a lot. But Sparky, you are the King of the Club.
I think that you'd agree - this man could use an SD 300. I bet his shoulder is sore.

Ing Ga Lind Ing Ga Lind Ing Ga Lind

We have been misled. Hoodwinked. Duped. And by MacLean's of all people. It would seem either their people or the fine people at BBC have got it wrong. They said, England would play this Friday. Or at least they did in a little chart full of G1's and SF2's and Group E winners go to's. Donna, being English, has strong feelings about when they play.
Alright, you may have a point in that McLean's magazine is far from the best source for sports, and that trusting a publication from a country unable to qualify for the World Cup, well, may not be the wisest of choices. Still, it was there. In black and white, with little red fine print.
What is the big deal though? So they play Saturday and not Friday? Well, we have a wedding to go to. No problem, they play the first game. Oh, except that it is an early wedding and a ferry ride away so as it stands we are booked to board the ferry just in time for kick off. Can you believe it? Can you believe that someone would plan their wedding during World Cup? I know. Crazy. Like it's their day or something.
So maybe we'll just go to the wedding and watch the replay. No radio, that's key. Then all we have to do is make an announcement at the beginning of the wedding as to our dilemma and how we would appreciate it if all the guests were to kindly refrain from discussing the results. I'm sure no one would mind. Then we need to get out of town without seeing a fan waving a flag or some other tell tale sign. Anyone know - what's are chances of making it out of Victoria without seeing an Englishman?

Missing Flip Flops

These are not my flip flops. They look an awful lot like mine. The same brand. Same size, give or take. Same worn in foot impressions. Just not my foot impressions. They are different too. Mine are black, these are green. My straps are fabric, these straps are plastic. That is my rug. It sits at my front door, where my flip flops usually sit.
Did you - stumbling out of my apartment Saturday night, drunk, tired, trying to make your way home - climb into my flip flops? Trade ya?

Retirement?

We interrupt this Blog to bring you late breaking news.

What's that Spike?
Hold on ... Apparently Donna is retiring from racing. In fact her recent half iron in Victoria will be her last race ... well, ever.

Hold the phone ... no, wait, it looks like Donna is coming out of retirement. No official plans yet, but 2.4 minutes into her golf season and she's talking about racing Penticton.

Thank you Spike, and we now return you to your regularly scheduled blogging.

NBA 3on3 a.k.a. Hoop It Up

What used to be called Hoop It Up is now NBA 3on3. A legal battle can be the only reason for such a downgrade in a name. Still, while the name isn't as good, the tournament was better. Particularly enjoyable was the 'King of the Court' contest and the show put on by Joey Heywood a.k.a. 'King Handles'. I wish I'd had a better camera with me so that I could share some of the insane moves he had. But truth be told, he's just to fast for a camera phone. Here's a shot from the 'half time show' instead.

Causes of Burnout

According to Michelle Cleere's article in Triathlete Magazine this month, there are three personality traits that increase a person's chance of burnout.

They are according to her:
1. Perfectionism - setting too high of standards for yourself and others
2. Focus on others - having a strong need to be liked and admired
3. Lack of assertive interpersonal skills - can't say no or express anger without guilt

I, having lived with/observed Donna for some time now, would like to add the following:
4. Inability to recognize the above in oneself
Now I, on the other hand, have to get back to doing something close to nothing whether you like it or not.

World Cup

Well Stephen,
Can Germany win the world cup?

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Crushed

I play for a team that plays in the Western Ball Hockey League and to start the season we had a ton of players. Our biggest concern for game one was getting more jerseys. But halfway through the season, we had jerseys to spare. It seems we can never get any commitment out of our players and on the final stretch I have to say I was embarrassed by our turnout. I would look to the other bench and see that they had more subs than we had players. So when we finished dead last in the third division of a three division league, we were in fact the only C team not to make the playoffs. In past years, they have made a consolation round called C2. This year, we are it: the only team in C2. So that's it. The Vancouver Crush can claim to be the champions of division C2 and considering our lack of pride, we just may do it.

I hear beer ads on the radio bragging about an easy drinking taste, and I for one am never sure what they mean by that. Is that a euphemism for beer brewed for those who don't like beer. What sort of target market are they after? One that finds too many beers have a difficult drinking taste. The other key phrase for our beer marketers seems to be ice cold taste. Again, this confuses me. I usually keep my beer in the fridge. Isn't that what determines how cold it tastes?

Top Five: Rules of Addition

The list, as it is sometimes called, is a top five. Ergo DKBC, it should in fact be limited to five and five only. Note: it is not called the top seven. And so, if you wish to add both Josh Hartnett and JD Fortune, you will need to drop two existing members. With that in mind, I regret to say that I no longer have room on my list for Nicole Kidman. I understand that guilt by association is unfair, but really it is tough to get over the fact that she married Tom and had children with him.
Replacing her (and I apologize for overlooking her in the first place) is Tina Fey. So funny, so smart, she scares you. But like a moth to the flame ...

Caution: Hot Plate

I don't know what it is about myself, but whenever a waiter brings me a plate with the warning - Be careful the plate is extremely hot - I can't help myself. I have to move it. At first, I thought that it was a simple straightforward perverse reaction. I thought that I was simply compelled to touch it, because I was told not to. But I've thought about it and it isn't so much the desire to touch the plate that more often than not is in fact too hot to touch, moreover it is this strange desire to move it. It would seem that I am never satisfied with precisely where my plate is place. I suspect we are all a little nuts.

Dream Team?

Some time ago I was asked, 'What is it that you understand the least about the opposite sex?' By way of example, the asker offered her inability to understand forest green sheets. She believed that men and only men would buy a such 'faux pas' and could never understand the appeal.
Not really understanding what might be wrong with forest green sheets, I offered pillows. Not all pillows mind you. Not the two large white pillows that seem to be standard issue for all beds. Rather the extra pillows.
What is the point? What are we to do with them? Where do they go when your in bed? I believe they frighten men. They represent for us a mass of things we don't get. Matching things. Delicate things. Knick knack things. Decorative things. Things without purpose.
In contrast we do get the standard pillow. Actually we love it. Even better is seeing it put to good use. So I say, move over WNBA. Look out LPGA. Stay on your toes WTA. There's a new league in town. The PFL just might make it big. That's right, it's time to take back the pillow. Let me introduce the Pillow Fight League.
I know, it's as if they read our minds. It combines the best of all worlds into a neat sanctioned voyeuristic package: needless senseless violence, sweaty women, plaid skirts, and sleep overs (or at least an iconic reference to them). It should come with a warning: the following program has been distilled down to contain nothing but scenes of violence, course language and sexually suggestive content. It is as if the WWF met the UFC and with the touch of a pillow took the hard core to soft core.
Ah, guilty pleasures. Aren't they great?