Thursday, 24 July 2014

July Links 7





KellyAlycia - Sarah Von - Rookie - Danielle

Monday, 21 July 2014

Hot tunes. But seriously. My cousin is a babe.

This is my cousin Sam and she is awesome. When she was a little kid, and I mean LITTLE, she found out that meat is made of dead animals and then and there became vegetarian for life. Her parents, of course, were also cool for respecting that decision, but to me having that much conviction at that young of an age is impressive.

She has always been just a straight up nice person and has always gotten along with my gang of siblings really well. You know how sometimes your cousins are weird and you don't like family gatherings because of it? Well it's the opposite with Sam, we always look forward to hanging out with her.

Lately she's become a woman. Big time. She introduced me to Kopi Luwak, the cat-poop coffee, last year. She started wearing lipstick and hats, she formed a band and has been singing and playing guitar around Calgary. She's just ... a really cool chick. And her band's album just dropped today.

I've never heard her sing before, so let me tell you, my jaw dropped when I gave this a listen.

Anyway I know everyone online is always like "check out my friend's band" and you're like "yeah yeah whatever" and skip away into the sunset (or click away to Facebook) but really, if you're into experimental rock, pretty girl voice singing, synth sounds, guitar sounds, nice music, something you could paint to or just want to hear what Nova's cousin sounds like while singing, PLEASE go give 'er a listen for a sec. And if you like it buy it!!

I'll totally be your best friend if you buy it. I promise. Or like them on Facebook here. That'll also get you a ticket to the best friend show.

And if you literally only  have 30 seconds, my favorite track is the second one, Advent. So try that one out. Omega's super cool too. And then come back and tell me how much you loved it.

Just look at this girl, tell me you don't love her already!! 

I really honestly wish her and her band huge success, they're great people and deserve everything they get.

Sunday, 20 July 2014

Books I couldn't finish for various reasons.

If you follow me on Instagram you've definitely seen some serious stacks of library books come and go lately. I don't know why I got back on borrowing physical library books, I guess just because I take so much pleasure in browsing the stacks. It's like shopping for ideas.

Anyway I've read some good and I've read some bad. Sometimes I'll just straight up judge a book by its cover. Sometimes I'll choose a book because the title sounds good or I'll remember hearing something about it somewhere, or I liked something else the author has written. It's very hit and miss.

And this post is about the misses.

Here are some books I've started and totally hated, and quit, recently:

The Burnt Out Town of Miracles by Roy Jacobsen

In nearly every summary of this book I've read it's described as "poetic", which is probably why I didn't care for it. I guess it was translated from Norwegian, which could also be part of the problem. Anyway I found it extremely slow paced and boring, and quit after only two chapters.


Death With Interruptions by Jose Saramago

This one was the biggest disappointment of the bunch, because I really liked the story. But the writing style is CRAZY. There are hardly any paragraph breaks and the punctuation is all wrong, practically nonexistant.

Here's a small excerpt so you can understand what I'm talking about. 

He could have left the matter there, which, considering the difficulties of the situation, would have been a cause for gratitude, but the well- known impulse to urge people to keep calm about everything and nothing and to remain quietly in the fold whatever happens, this tropism which, among politicians, especially if they’re in government, has become second nature, not to say automatic or mechanical, led him to conclude the conversation in the worst possible way, As minister responsible for health, I can assure everyone listening that there is absolutely no reason for alarm, If I understand you correctly, remarked the journalist in a tone that tried hard not to appear too ironic, the fact that no one is dying is, in your view, not in the least alarming, Exactly, well, those may not have been my precise words, but, yes, that, essentially, is what I said, May I remind you, minister, that people were dying even yesterday and it would never have occurred to anyone to think that alarming, Of course not, it’s normal to die, and dying only becomes alarming when deaths multiply, during a war or an epidemic, for example, When things depart from the norm, You could put it like that, yes, But in the current situation, when, apparently, no one is prepared to die, you call on us not to be alarmed, would you not agree with me, minister, that such an appeal is, at the very least, somewhat paradoxical, It was mere force of habit, and I recognize that I shouldn’t have applied the word alarm to the current situation, So what word would you use, minister, I only ask because, as the conscientious journalist I hope I am, I always try, where possible, to use the exact term. Slightly irritated by the journalist’s insistence, the minister replied abruptly, I would use not one word, but six, And what would those be, minister, Let us not foster false hopes. This would doubtless have provided a good, honest headline for the newspaper the following day, but the editor- in- chief, having consulted his managing editor, thought it inadvisable, from the business point of view as well, to throw this bucket of icy water over the prevailing mood of enthusiasm, Let’s go for the usual headline, New Year, New Life, he said.

Yeah, that was a conversation you just read. Um. No. Like I said, disappointing. I made it around halfway through this book but had to stop, I could only do like a page and a half at a time before I got frustrated. 


Irma Voth my Miriam Toews

Holy moly this was a snoozer. I liked A Complicated Kindness by Toews, plus she's a Canadian writer which means I should have just soldiered on through because of a sense of solidarity with my canuck brethren buuuut no. I couldn't. I quit after three chapters, and was just forcing myself to read that third one. Pass.  


The Orphan Master's Son by Adam Johnson

Another one I just couldn't get into. I feel like this one was also translated from another language because the cadence was choppy and the references and cultural jargon felt strange. Oh wait, I just Googled it and he's an American author. So ... what the hell, man?
Anyway there was too much action per page for me, and not enough description. I didn't care at all about any character and got lost in the "Wait, but ... why?? Where is he??? What's going on??" too many times. I quit after a couple chapters. I give it a meh out of five. 


The limit of books you can take out of the library is incredibly high and my eyes are always bigger than my reading prowess. I take out an armload when I know I realistically can only read maybe three novels in the two weeks I have before they have to be returned.
Over the past couple months I have taken out and then returned six freaking novels (Sorority Sisters by Claudia Welsh, Sacre Bleu by Christopher Moore, Frog Music by Emma Donogue, Inside by Alex Ohlin, The Interestings by Meg Wolitzer and The Uninvited Guests by Sadie Jones) completely untouched, just because I ran out of time.

I will probably try and find e-pub versions to read on my Kobo Mini. It's WAY more convenient to borrow e-copies and return them on my home computer rather than actually walking down to a library location to drop off the book...I've accrued some late fees due to sheer laziness.

Are there any books you've read recently and totally hated?
Tell me in the comments so I don't waste my time.

July Links 6


 And now for some sea life videos!

Milking the world's most venemous fish. This video was way more entertaining than I thought it would be. And uh, HELL NO to stepping on one of those fish!!! Yikes. Yet another reason to avoid Australia at all costs.

Amazing purple jelly sighting. It's actually a siphonophore. But still ... how is that a living creature?? Like ... where's the head or guts or anything??

A massive shark (probably) ate the missing great white.  Yeah, I don't even want to try and imagine what ate a nine foot great white shark.

Giant undulating anchovy school. How cool would that be to swim through??!!


Saturday, 19 July 2014

How many tattoos do you have? Part five - some wheat

Well it's an upside down picture with armpit stubble but there's my wheat tattoo.

I got this one from Mason LaRose who works with me at Tattoo Zoo. He came to Victoria from Saskatchewan, which is right in the middle of the Canadian prairies for those of you who don't know your Canadian geography.

Mason's instagram name is "prairietats" , and one day we were talking and he asked me when I was gonna get my "prairie tat". (Because I'm from Alberta originally, also in the prairies.)

And thus, the wheat tattoo idea was born.

I got it during a slow day at work. One of the many perks of working in a tattoo shop, sometimes something like this just happens. It was a really quick little thing, maybe half an hour. And I love it!

Unfortunately it's on a part of my arm I can not see unless I'm looking in a mirror but that's what happens when you start running out of the best spaces. 


Want to link up with my tattoo posts? Put up a picture of your tattoo on your own blog and tell us a little about it. Like I said in my first "how many tattoos do you have" post, I believe the more positive information out there about tattoos, the better.


I like where this is going!

As a lady who has hovered between size ten and fourteen for my entire life, I have to say I am pretty stoked about this booty movement that's been gaining momentum over the past few years. The celebration of the curves. The call for un-photoshopped role-models.

I'm not happy that it's turning into size zero hate, because that's just as shitty as size zero worship. But I am sooooo glad that having an ass is okay now. Because I do. And no matter how fit I get or how little I eat it's always there. I don't know about all the rest of you ladies out there in your 30s or older, but all through my teenage-hood I was competing with images like this:

Literally, it would have been impossible for me to ever ever ever look anything like these ladies, but I didn't know that. I thought it was a failure on my part. Why are my hips so wide? I must be eating too much. I didn't put it together for a long time that Hollywood was selecting these women who were genetically disposed to that body type, it wasn't that everybody could look that way with a little discipline.

There were a few songs about big butts out there, but tbh I always felt humiliated when Fat Bottom Girls or Baby Got Back played on the jukebox. As soon as the first "ohhhhhhh" of Freddy Mercury's voice sounded I could feel all the eyes in the room turn toward me. I don't know about the rest of the world but in central Alberta, Canada, it was more of a joke than anything.

I think the difference between now and then is it's the women singing about their own butts.

So thank you Beyonce. Thanks Kardashians. Thanks Christina Hendricks. Thanks J-Lo. Thanks Nicki Minaj. Thanks Sofia Vergara. Thanks Mindy Kaling. Thanks Adele. The more of you out there, the more normal I feel.

**this is literally the only picture I could find of myself that shows even part of my butt, I strategically delete anything that makes me feel self-conscious. (because why keep something that makes me feel bad?) This picture is deceptive, first of all because the tattoo is very distracting, but also the angle makes me look way skinnier than I actually am.

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

just me and this guy

We were at a friend's house. That's right. We have friends. And they let us use their stuff to make virgin pina coladas. And there were three dogs there and fun people so all-in-all it was a pretty good afternoon.