Monopoloy, Dodgeball and Zucchini – A Lesson in Bordedom

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Star Wars MonopoloyMonopoly is quite possibly my all time favourite board game. It is a game that I own multiple copies of and at one point in my life, was playing almost daily. Oh, also, I haven’t played it in years and I doubt I’ll pick it up anytime soon. Why? Because apparently anything worth doing is worth doing until we hate it, ourselves and everything around us. Here’s some background on my Monopoly experience. One of my best friends and I took geology in our last year of university. We had pretty easy schedules already but required a science with a lab because universities don’t know how to properly screen people for actual skills and aptitudes. Anyways, this combined with a government job that paid me a lot for working very little and a job as a doorman at a bar that didn’t really need a doorman meant I had a lot of free time on my hand. My best friend had an even easier schedule and so this meant that we got to hang out a lot. And play monopoly. Every day.

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Flying Through The Air With Miniature Humans

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FlyingI just spent 10 days in Calgary with Dr. Wife, Vader and Chewy. It was our first time flying with both kids and my first time flying with Chewy. I was asked by a couple of people if they had any advice for flying with kids and since 140 characters doesn’t cover “what the hell am I supposed to do with these tiny people once we’re airborne”, I thought this might be a good first post. It may end up being a good second post because I might use the first to introduce you to the family, but I digress. Flying with kids can be literally the worst moment in your life. Coming in for a landing has the same feeling as though you were on a flight where the masks dropped and they told you to “smoke ‘em if you got ‘em.” The relief is unbelievable. But there are some simple things you can do to make the experience a little less like a root canal. Here goes.

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The Adventures of Chewy and Vader

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VaderFour years ago I sat down to dinner with the owner of the computer store that I was an assistant manager at. I was about to go on paternity leave but was expecting to be named the new store manager as our existing store manager was moving back out West and our service manager was leaving for another position. In my mind I had all but worked out how I was going to be able to help manage the store during my leave and what sort of compensation I’d be receiving. We sat down at Q, a restaurant that coincidentally closed down shortly thereafter, and I got ready to accept my promotion when I was told that the store was closing and the entire store (more or less) was out of a job.

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