Night Cleanerssss

well hey their all you internet nutters,

A horrible thing happened to me last night.  I ended a sentenece with “hay?” very bad sign.  I blame  the ya-ga bombs (the liquor name spelt phonetically as i don’t know how to spell it!) or possibly the excellent Metallica tribute band. On the plus I learnt Axel stalls in the underground skate parks bowl (video soon!!)  and have had three nights out in a row.  I feel like Neil tucker, well maybe not.  Tonight I dine on Jenn’s cuisine and probably just read.  I know! but my bank balance is sinking.

I AM  a night cleaner, although i don’t know when i start. unfortunately no job for Ian as yet. I’m sure he can wangle something though, if he gets up!!

An interesting point for those of you who know Ian’s post drinking sleep habits of not making it to bed or “star gazing’ as he likes to romanticise it, is that Ian is still not making the distance. Even though bed is now literally three steps from the living room, and with no TV our living room is about as much fun as a carpeted garage he still seems to crash their.  A sore point as I get woken up at seven am by the sound of jingeling keys and swoshing jeans. I now know Jenny Tuckers pain!

anyways I’m off to..well I’m not sure,

john

the big day

Well the big day is here. Today I will be judged, and if deemed suitable ordained with a mop and sponge. For today I have a interview to become a cleaner. 

I know my Ajax. I know my mop heads. I’m good with the squeeze and push techniques necessary to avoid a soapy pool catastrophe, but will it be enough? When faced with so many bright, clean faces will I be able to prove I’m the toilet duck of the bowl or will I sink and feaster like old pot pori?

At two o’clock I will flex my Mr. Muscle’s and we shall see. Stay tuned. Oh and hello to my granddad who I’ve heard has been reading this, apologies for the nonsense. Love john

Tarquin Shitwell

We have a mouse  in our room, it is called Tarquin Shitwell. It leaves pressies on ians stuff. needless to say i like the diseased little thing. he remind me of neil tucker. 

hello to tuckers! and truckers too for that is a mighty profession.  has a tucker ever been a trucker i wonder? 

i think thats a good blog, you may not. sue me (please don’t).   

Internet is VERY expensive

Just so everyone knows the cost of using computers here in Whistler is about 5 times what it was in Vancouver so the number of emails and posts is going to drop for a while until John and Ian get laptops and we can use the wireless internet in our apartment

fun with squirrels

look at the squirrel hee hee!
the squirrels in stanley park are very tame

we are awesome

New Photos

I’ve put new photos on my site here is a taster!! 

Tofino

Well we just got back from Tofino a paradise for surfing, a beautiful place to whale watch and one of the few places that can probably live up to half of what it says in the brochure. Shame about the hippie staff who hogged the kitchen for-hours making various groovy and I’m sure psychedelic (to them anyway) fried chip shapes on the one working cooker.  I remember waiting whilst my stomach ate itself and hearing this conversational gem:
Hippie A:

“well i read the truth about thanksgiving and the white people totally abused the natives, after the feast they gave them disease filled blankets to kill them”

Hippie B:

“that’s like bio war fare”

Hippie A:

“Totally”

Very interesting, especially as apparently they seemed to missed their own pseudo-contradictions in mimicking the peace and love sharing patrons of a bygone era whilst: 

a) hogging the kitchen to the point of leaving their guest’s to starve and

b) frying things. which I’m prity sure is totally unhippie unless its asparagus, or your aura.

Anyway the whales where on form, the scenery a living oil painting, and sitting on the empty beach meditating i had a mild philosophical revelation. not bad for one trip, (without drugs). 

John

PS New pics are now up on mine and Ian’s flickers (accessible through the side bar).

We are all poor but we own snowboards

Yesterday we all spent a minimum of $750 on snowboarding equipment.  Now we can only eat crisps and apples for the rest of the month.

Bad News!

Unfortunately I have just found out that I will not be living with Ian and John.

As I already have a job at Whistler Blackcomb I can move in immediately whenever I want anytime before 13th Oct.  After that people without jobs are eligable to move in as long as they have an appointment.  The earliest available appoinment for John and Ian to move in is 16th but as that is the day I start my job it means I have to move in on the 12th which means we will definately not get rooms together.

Oh well they probably smell too much anyway!