If you were a beer, what kind would you be?

Wow, no surprises here. And I told the truth on every answer.

Guinness (100% dark & bitter, 100% working class, 100% genuine)

Okay, we all know Guinness is the best possible score on any "What Kind Of Beer Are You" test, so you can just go on and pat yourself on the back now. Like the world's most famous brew, you're genuine, you've got good taste, and you're sophisticated. What else can I say, except congratulations? If your friends didn't score the same way, get ready for them to say: Guinness is too heavy; it's an acquired taste; it's too serious--and they probably think those things about you at times. But just brush 'em off. Everybody knows Guinness is the best. Cheers.

Link: The If You Were A Beer Test written by gwendolynbooks on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

And best of all, it's Friday! And we're going to the pub! Woo-hoo!

What I'm Listening To...

All right, for someone who listens to music all the time, I haven't written about it in ages. Time to fix that.

The latest album to get stuck in my head is the new Destroyer CD, Destroyer's Rubies. I've been getting through the first half on my bike ride to work in the morning and the last half on the way home. The rest of my day is spent humming "la-la-dee-da-da" bits from the songs... "Painter In Your Pocket" is particularly catchy. In fact, the whole album is great.




There's also a Destroyer Drinking Game, if you're so inclined. As esoteric as the album.

I've already written about Luke Doucet (Congratulations on your engagement!) but since he's up for a Juno and just played at South by Southwest, I think he deserves another plug.

Since his Juno nomination is in a category (Best Adult Alternative Album) with Blue Rodeo and Neil Young, I don't really expect him to win, but the nomination is awesome. And I KNOW he's going to staple Paul Coffey into the boards in the annual Juno Cup Hockey game. Plus, having a reviewer down at the festival write that Broken is the greatest album since Bob Dylan's Blood on the Tracks is pretty sweet praise too.



Just to stay current, here are some other faves:
1. Cat Power, The Greatest
2. The Eels, Blinking Lights and Other Revelations
3. We Are Scientists, With Love and Squalor

Sizeposts

Milo's growing fast. Yesterday we hauled out a 12 month shirt from our "too big" box -- too small.

It seems like he's speeding down the highway of life -- and we don't want to miss any "sizeposts."

Do babies EVER wear out their clothes? I mean, he's only been crawling for a few days and isn't too hard on his knees yet, but when do they start wearing out clothing instead of outgrowing it?

Most of the stuff we have has been through several kids before us and still looks great. Even some of our brand new stuff only got worn half a dozen times before it went into the "Big Box for whoever has the next baby." (Except for the stuff Erin wants to keep for Milo's sibling of the future...)

And to think that I'm tired NOW...

Oh Milo, it's been a tough stretch.

First a tooth, then another one, then a cold that blocked up your little nose and woke you up a dozen times between 1 a.m. and 4 a.m. and now...

Now that your Mom & I are exhausted (Friday night! Bed by 9!), you're getting mobile.

Yes, yesterday Milo learned to crawl. Forward. (He's been kind of crawling backward for a few days -- actually, more like getting in crawling position and pushing himself backwards.)

I suppose this means we'll have to keep our floors a whole lot cleaner.

Eek! Babyproofing! And walking? Yikes. First things first.

Freaky Friday

I know, climate change doesn't necessarily mean global warming - it means more extreme weather variations.

Well, welcome to Vancouver.

It snowed all night and I woke up to about 3cm of fresh snow as far as the eye could see - and it was still snowing! No biking to work today.

Now, at 4pm, it's sunny, dry, and beautiful. Winter in the morning, summer in the afternoon. Go figure.

Milo and I are hitting the playground for some swingtime. Have a great weekend everyone!

My New Video Store

For about a month now I've been renting DVD's from Canflix, a Canadian version of NetFlix.

What that means is that for $20 a month, they mail me up to three DVD's for as long as I want and will send me three more when I return them. So far, it works out to 5.37 rentals per month (they even do the conversion ratio for you) which is way cheaper than Blockbuster.

They also let you mark two more as in transit so you're never short of something to watch. Right now Erin and I are going through all the episodes of Firefly, the TV series that Serenity was based on, but we've also seen The 40 Year Old Virgin, Corpse Bride, The Life Aquatic, and the old Aeon Flux animated series, among others.

In short, I'm a big fan of the service and it saves me an extra trip to the video store. Now I can wander the aisles aimlessly -- and for hours -- in the comfort of my own chair. Or while I'm at work. Shhhh....

Hey Steph, here's the link to sign up -- first two weeks are a free trial! Let me know how it works out. Gotta go update my FlixList -- Harry Potter is out tomorrow.

Rent DVDs Online in Canada - Try Free

Buck O'Neill, Hall of Famer, Dammit.

If you've ever seen Ken Burns' Baseball, as I have, dozens of times, then you know who Buck O'Neill is. I honestly can't think of a living sports figure that I admire more.

The following is a letter I wrote to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, New York. This year they really pissed me off. I'd return my souvenir coffee mug if I hadn't already broken it.

Anyway, other than Shoeless Joe Jackson, there's no one who deserves to be in the HOF more. No one.

Buck O'Neill, Hall of Famer

Every year I look forward to the Hall of Fame announcement and cheer at who got in and cluck my disapproval at who missed out. But this year I'm really disgusted.

Buck O'Neill not worthy of the Hall of Fame? Wow. Now that I've deleted all the unprintable comments from this second draft e-mail, I have to ask you why.

Why would you not elect the greatest ambassador the game has ever known? Why would you not elect the man who is single-handedly responsible for generations of fans learning about the history of the Negro Leagues?

I don't know what your reasons were, but I know you're wrong. Fix it. And please, for the sake of baseball fans everywhere, do it before Mr. O'Neill loses the chance to see it.

Robert Emmerson

Here's a link that agrees with me, and here's another.