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GBF: Zig Zag to Thailand
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Metro Girl: the Good the Bad and the Freakish. Sunday, May 17, 2009. Zig Zag to Thailand. I have this inexplicable and slightly disturbing compulsion to watch daytime TV whenever in an English speaking country. In New York. It turns out that not so long ago a Swiss diver had his leg bitten off in a shark dive and bled to death, the stats are low of this happening, but still, who wants to be that percentage point? Must have been the same for the Swiss man eaten by Komodo dragons. Sunday, May 17, 2009.
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Entre Les Murs: The Old Boys Club is the Knickerbocker
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Sunday, April 05, 2009. The Old Boys Club is the Knickerbocker. The colourizing of my middle school miseries has progressed considerably towards a nostalgic sepia. Few of my peers at Upper Canada College. Which is exactly the kind of place, apparently transported directly from 1890s London, that you'd expect to find UCC grads congregating. It has been strange to see people I last knew at age 14, now with thinning hair and jowls; but as I say, surprisingly pleasant. Posted 5.4.09. The MMA with Mum.
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Entre Les Murs: Trip to Italy
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009. Our friends, A&M, took the opportunity of her milestone birthday to have a party in Umbria. Half a dozen guests joined them in a country villa near Perugia that rents suites and spent several days exploring the area together. The good ship Molino Stucky Hilton Venice. Posted 22.4.09. A chronicle of Canadians living abroad. Une Visiteuse à Manhattan. Without question the funniest blog by a redheaded rodent in Switzerland. Wall Street Pillow Fight. Eugene Onegin at The (other) Met.
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Entre Les Murs: Eugene Onegin at The (other) Met
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Saturday, February 21, 2009. Eugene Onegin at The (other) Met. So many years after that, and some slight increase in listening sophistication, it seems natural and inevitable that I should take my mother to the the Metropolitan Opera. Here in New York. The Met has a special program for rush tickets. And since I have the time these days, I lined up before the appointed time and snagged two tickets to Eugene Onegin. For $20 each (since these seats normally start at $110, it's a pretty terrific deal).
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Entre Les Murs: US Airways Float Plane Experiment
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Monday, January 19, 2009. US Airways Float Plane Experiment. You probably heard about the plane that tried to land next to our old place in Battery Park. Quite the headlines it has made here. I went by on Sunday to check out the soggy remains, and found they had managed to get the fuselage hoisted on a barge and were taking their time off-loading any fuel before moving it. Posted 19.1.09. A chronicle of Canadians living abroad. Une Visiteuse à Manhattan. Trip to the Met. Christmas Shopping in Snow-ho.
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Entre Les Murs: Chris Howard
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Thursday, February 19, 2009. I made a sudden trip back to Toronto last weekend. A friend of mine, the husband of one of my best friends from high school, fell off his roof while adjusting his satellite dish. For most people undertaking this in February would have been beyond foolhardy, but in Chris's case - as an experienced and respected film industry gaffer (here's his IMDB entry. Posted 19.2.09. A chronicle of Canadians living abroad. Une Visiteuse à Manhattan. US Airways Float Plane Experiment.
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Entre Les Murs: Trip to the Met
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Sunday, January 04, 2009. Trip to the Met. We so rarely get out and trace the tourist culture route in our current city, and that is a mistake as egregious as failing to visit the Musee d'Orsay while we lived in Paris (oops). We do from time to time make the effort to correct our failing, and we took advantage of this holiday to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Posted 4.1.09. A chronicle of Canadians living abroad. Une Visiteuse à Manhattan. Christmas Shopping in Snow-ho. Tree Lighting on Wall Street.
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GBF: A New Start
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Metro Girl: the Good the Bad and the Freakish. Monday, May 11, 2009. You have two weeks where I may cut off your head, unless I can find another place to where you and your head can go". Fortunately this is the 21st century and I get to keep my head…just not my job. The job for life days are long gone (obviously, otherwise as of 2 weeks ago I would have rather irritatingly. And it will increase over the course of the year. Now, I may not be quite so blasé. So, you could even say the timing is perfect!
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GBF: A Hen, Hooters and a pair of Handcuffs
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Metro Girl: the Good the Bad and the Freakish. Thursday, February 01, 2007. A Hen, Hooters and a pair of Handcuffs. Her now husband was also present for the 'felling', hence the inability to shock him anymore. Now if that isn’t a preamble to a messy weekend, I don’t know what is! Had dinner then decided to made our way back to the hostel underneath which there was a club. Thursday, February 01, 2007. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). New York, New York. A Hen, Hooters and a pair of Handcuffs.
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GBF: Statistically speaking, the more G&T you drink, the more drunk you get!
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Metro Girl: the Good the Bad and the Freakish. Wednesday, June 03, 2009. Statistically speaking, the more G&T you drink, the more drunk you get! 6 G&Ts later (which I am told up in the air counts as doubles, a whopping 12 G&Ts later), I shakily yet happily left the plane. I miss Thailand, no longer can I wander down the street for a £6 massage or a £4 pedicure (both skills my boyfriend absolutely refuses to master – tut! I’ve now applied for 52 jobs had approximately 5 interviews and it is pretty c...
