For a while now I've wanted a place to write down memories... random flashbacks to the years past. Here is a start...
Laughing like you've never laughed beforeOctober 30, 2007
We've all had a good laugh... sometimes, often when you're a little tired, if something hits you just the right way, you can almost keel over. But one winters night back in 2002, the Mac Truck of laughter hit me and knocked me down for the count. I was sitting at the computer and had discovered that you could have a lot of fun by writing a program to read in the dictionary and randomly pair words together. Reading through the random pairs was a hoot, surprisingly funny. Every now and again I'd call out to my room mate, Brent, and say "Hey Brent, what do you think of this one". I seemed to be finding better ones every minute, and then I asked "Hey Brent, do you like a
frisky patroness"? I could barely squeel it out, and then I was done for... I fell to the ground and struggled to breath as I laugh, no squeeled, uncontrollably. And just when I thought I couldn't laugh any harder, my diaphragm convulsed even more, and as people walked by they must have thought a poor animal had been sent to the slaughter... it was unbelievable, and it was at least a minute before I got control of my breathing! Who knew you could laugh like that??
My first bike tripOctober 1, 2007
Having done three long bike rides these past couple of months, I recall back to when Graham and I biked from Woodstock to Turkey Point in 1996. It was after moving a few tonnes of soil the previously couple of days, and we were just bursting with energy. We made it the
72 km in somewhere around 3.5 hours with two 15 minute breaks. What a great feeling!
Some random cottage memoriesSeptember 8, 2007
  | When I was about 10 I slept on a small single bed out in the porch at the cottage. I remember the sheets were purple and the quilts were varied patchworks, but I mostly remember the one that had reds, whites, and yellows. I would often wake up to a fly landing on my toes, which would be sticking out from the end of my blankets. Being out in the porch, the sun came up pretty early! |
| Last week I suddenly recalled back to before the time when I was comfortable swimming under water. I remember wading out into the lake with my older sister Rebekah and my dad. They were encouraging me to just dive under but I was timid. The second part of my memory is some short time later, maybe even the same day, when I had finally mastered this diving under the water thing, and my grandma would sit on the beach and watch as I'd run into the water and dive. |
| When I was pretty little I loved to collect things. At home, I would collect the plastic liners from underneath bottle caps. I loved the smell of them, and even now, smelling them brings back good memories. When I was at the cottage, I would roam the beach looking for those little unicorn-like sea shells that are only half a centimeter long. I'd collect them and keep them in a glass jar. |
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