Thursday, February 21, 2008

Sadly, It's Not Me...

Dearest Friend in the North,

Nope, Max Brooks is Mel Brooks' son and I am just Holly Bee. Although we both are privy to the truth about zombies and that does make us fighters on the same team.

I have to keep a close eye on my Pigs though...they may have the virus. Will keep you posted.

As for candy, you really hit the mother load. Oh, and I think Daniel Craig has a private email address because of his ultimate loveliness.

are you really called Max Brooks, by any chance?

Hi Holly:

I made a lunchtime sojourn to Pages bookshop today. Saw this there - have you been holding out on me, woman?! Are you a famous published author and not sharing that info with me?!?!

What am I blatting on about, you ask? This, of course:



The book even has a cool website.

It has to be your work... !!

Anyway, I didn't buy it because I want a complimentary signed copy. I did, however, buy this for $2:



Right up our alley, eh? But buying a book about Murcan candy made me crave some of the good old fashioned Canajan variety.

Imagine my delight when I saw this NEW type of candy at the counter:




Caramilk Deluxe comes neatly packaged and it contains four small pieces. Each piece is filled with a blend of caramel and dark chocolate, all wrapped in the signature Cadbury milk chocolate.


Swoon.
Hey - check out this old ad for Caramilk, by the way. Should I send to Daniel Craig



and tell him it's me?!

Thursday, February 14, 2008

no Daniel?!?!?!?

Such bad, bad news, Holly. The Ogre is worthy of his name.

Shall resend link immediately I get to work (it's not on my home computer in order to avoid similar recriminations from Shrek JJ. Did I tell you that JJ's voice sounds like Shrek's? Coincidence? I think not... it must be one of those weird 49th dimension things. We are both married/shacked to Ogres.)

If he finds it again, BLAME CANADA!!! I'm sure you're familiar with the South Park ditty, but just in case not...

Sheila: Times have changed
Our kids are getting worse
They won't obey their parents
They just want to fart and curse!
Sharon: Should we blame the government?
Liane: Or blame society?
Dads: Or should we blame the images on TV?
Sheila: No, blame Canada
Everyone: Blame Canada
Sheila: With all their beady little eyes
And flapping heads so full of lies
Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Sheila: We need to form a full assault
Everyone: It's Canada's fault!
Sharon: Don't blame me
For my son Stan
He saw the damn cartoon
And now he's off to join the Klan!
Liane: And my boy Eric once
Had my picture on his shelf
But now when I see him he tells me to fuck myself!
Sheila: Well, blame Canada
Everyone: Blame Canada
Sheila: It seems that everything's gone wrong
Since Canada came along
Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Copy Guy: They're not even a real country anyway
Ms. McCormick: My son could've been a doctor or a lawyer rich and true,
Instead he burned up like a piggy on the barbecue
Everyone: Should we blame the matches?
Should we blame the fire?
Or the doctors who allowed him to expire?
Sheila: heck no!
Everyone: Blame Canada
Blame Canada
Sheila: With all their hockey hullabaloo
Liane: And that bitch Anne Murray too
Everyone: Blame Canada
Shame on Canada
For...
The smut we must stop
The trash we must bash
The Laughter and fun
Must all be undone
We must blame them and cause a fuss
Before somebody thinks of blaming uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus!!!!


Sorry for the hardship. Will try to rectify immediately.

Stay strong... we DC lusters shall prevail!!!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

I Am Legend! Ok, Accused of Stalking...

I don't mean to bring up He who must not be named again, but it's sort of your fault...




I was accused of stalking Daniel Craig by the Ogre!!!


He caught me watching Daniel Craig in love (please resend link-I have been banned from watching it) while I was supposed to be cooking dinner-no wonder dinner is always burned.


He thought I had somehow set up video link into Daniel's real flat. Yes, because I am internet crime magnet living in Michigan with spies all over the world.

Currently in the field, spy 47

I would so drive a nicer car that doesn't bottom out in the drive way.
Anyway, I am an international woman of mystery with extreme spy skills. If only knitting paid so well.



Sunday, February 10, 2008

Tim Horton and polar bears...

Brilliant knits in Iceland... if you like Fair Isle! (I don't...).

I can't say I agree with you re. wanting the 9 months of "real snow". But - maybe that makes you a true Canadian! Check out the Far North in Canada (or else Alaska, I suppose, if you want to remain Murcan).

One caveat - if you go TOO far north they do not sell such things as pringles, diet coke, etc locally and one must order in sufficient quantity every six months or so at great expense.

Anyway, you might want to check out this issue of Walrus Magazine before you think about moving North. It was quite interesting reading... but solidified my desire for warm temps. If you catch me bitching about the humidity in the summer, please come north of the border and slap me hard.

I think my fingers have thawed well enough to return to my "phallic" Secret of the Stole II:



(Phallic?!?! What was up with that?! Perhaps a trip to Toronto to check out the yarn shops would be therapeutic? What say you?!)

And guess what - there is now a museum dedicated to Tim Horton! It is located in Cochrane, Ontario - his birthplace.

Come to think of it, given your desire for colder climes, it might be a good idea for you to make a pilgrimage to Cochrane, which is located here:



In other words, northeast of Timmins (named after Tim as well? Hmmm) - which is as far north as I have been, and only in the summertime.

Wikipedia says that Cochrane Town contains many references to polar bears. Its mascot is a large polar bear statue known as Chimo. There are also live polar bears at the new "Polar Bear Conservation and Educational Habitat and Heritage Village" which opened in the summer of 2004.

Sounds like it's right up snow-mad alley! What say you?

It's cold and dirty around here

Dear Kristina,

I'm plotting a move to say, Iceland, or somewhere officially "COLD." I am just not keen on this wimpy snow here, snow there, some sun, then a bit of a blizzard. I think I'm ready for the long haul insanity of actual deep rooted in 9 months of darkness, monsters of the deep, frozen ALL the time, Iceland. I hear they have nice knits too.

Completely Snowed In,
Holly