Another one coming
Saturday we went out for dinner for a couple of good friends Ames 
and Irek. See, they are getting married in October. GAH! Another wedding! Oh well, it is bound to keep happening until all my friends are paired off. Then it'll start being all the kids that have been in my youth group...
Anyway, we went to Montana's for dinner. I like it there...usually. I mean I had great food as always, Anojitos to start, then a gigantic burger with BBQ sauce and cheese and mushrooms, mmmmmm. But, the waiter was 
unbelievable. I'll say that again for emphasis like the Roomy would.UN-believable!There were several times during the evening that I just wanted to say, "Stop talking! Please.
Thanks." He had that way of dragging out every word he said so that you never knew when he was ending a sentence or even a word for that matter. And, he must have apologized three trillion times and thanked us for being patient a few more than that.
Enough of that though, I could blog all night about the waiters that I have had at restaurants. (Hmm, that might be a good idea.) After dinner we went back to the eggheads and played Cranium. I was 
on a team with Linds and Hopper and we pulled into an early lead. But then he got squared and they had to leave.Actually they had to leave to get Jordan, but regarless I got put onto Miriamiam and Boomer's team. We won, so we are the champs! 
The win came on an all play Humdinger. Boomy had to hum "Eye of the Tiger" and I got it because the song rules and everyone should know it. Of course it is a sticky song so it was in my head for
the rest of the night.So, when all was said and done, everyone had a load of fun and went home happy, (or was crying because they lost to our fantastic team!)
Congrats again Amy and Irek. I love you guys.
All for now,
Kef...
What time is it?
So, I've gotten myself into a habit of staying up late again. grrrrI had a couple of days off at the end of last week for my birthday, (nobody should ever have to work on their birthday,) and I started staying up past midnight watching movies or playing games. Now I can't sleep. This is frustrating because I like to go to the gym in the morning. I went after work today and tried to tire myself out in hopes of moving back the hour a bit but here I sit blogging at 12:04.Next I try the book. The problem with that one is it's a good one. Inkheart by Cornelia Funke. I highly recommend it. Or, the one I read right before it: Eragon, by Christopher Paolini...Anyway, as I was writing this my ENFP self got distracted and it is now 12:36 and I feel a little tired.Next on the list was warm milk.All for now,Kef...
An Evening Uptown
Seeing as it was my birthday this past week, (the only time I can say I am 29 and not be lying!) I spent Monday evening out with a good friend in the Yonge and Eglinton area. It's not downtown in the Tdot, that would be south of Bloor, but uptown. I work around this area so I know it pretty well.
There is some decent shopping in the area.There are also lots of good places to eat in this area including:The Rose and Crown 
Ho Su, and the Dim Sum shop 
And my favourite, Sushi Rock Cafe. (East side of Yonge, one block 
north of Eglinton)Great food and they have recently done some renos so it looks 
great, too. 
Here is my food being made, (excellent spicy salmon roll!) 
Monday night is not a really busy night at the restaurants in the 
neighbourhood, but you do get the usual mix of locals, and those that don't know when the work day stops.
In addition to the restaurants, there are several places to get a good coffee after dinner. Well, I should say there are several Starbucks and Tim Hortons. I am partial to Starbucks after a nice dinner, so I had to choose.Here,
here,
or here.You don't see it? How about now? If 
you can believe it, I can see all three of these shops from the northwest corner of Yonge and Eg without even squinting.
And here they are preparing my Quad Grande Cafe Americano...mmmmm.
After dropping my friend off, I needed a way to come down off the four shots of esspresso, so I headed over to the church to catch some friends playing hockey in a league run by Beast and the Roomy. 
At this point I had come down 
enough to head home and think about sleeping. Thanks for tagging along on this short tour of Yonge and Eg. Next time I'll give you the day time tour.
And maybe I'll do it in style like this guy.All for now,Kef...
Is it that hard being green?
Like most cities in North America, the Tdot goes crazy on the seventeenth of March every year. This year, since St. Patrick's Day falls on a Friday, there are any number of parties at which I could be drinking and dancing the night away. Irregardless of the fact that most of those parties are not my scene anyway, I don't find myself drawn out on this night. "But everyone is Irish on St. Paddy's Day," one work colleague expressed to me this morning. Not me, I'm English. (Mostly, anyway.) In fact I wore my English team football, (soccer,) sweater today just to bug those that take the day seriously or are actually Irish.Maybe it was growing up listening to my Nanna on my Mum's side. She is English. Born, raised and lived there until she met my Grandad while he served in the Royal Canadian Air Force during World War II. I always remember people asking her where her green clothing was on St. Patrick's Day. "Don't be ridiculous," she'd say, "I'm not Irish!" So there I was today, walking around seeing everyone else decked out in their green sweaters, green t-shirts, green scarves, green pants or green overcoats, and every time I saw something green, I proudly puffed out my chest displaying St. George's Cross. 
Which brings me to another point. Does anyone know what April 23rd is? It is St. George's Day! This year I am going to have a party on April 23rd. I am going to put up my flags, serve fish and chips, bangers and mash, and Cornish Pasties and wash them down with a Bass, Newcastle or a Young's RamRod Special Bitter, all the while listening to traditional English music. (I think I have more than a few Beatles CDs!)I looked into what a St. George's Day celebration might look like and to my horror I discovered that it is not even a Holiday in England! All of bloody North America drinks green beer on March 17th but not even the banks get April 23rd off in England! Well I plan on making a big deal of this and anyone who wants to, can come. This day will not be a secret anymore because I am telling a crowd to be here Sunday, April 23rd for the First Annual St. George's Day Bash at Kef's Place!I guess I'd better tell the Roomy there's gonna be a crowd here.All for now,Kef...
New Job?
Well, this should be the second day of the new job at the Tire. That's right, I got a new job. Just when I thought I was comfortable with what I was doing and I was getting really good at it, an opportunity came up in another division. It's a good opportunity, an exciting job with a chance to get in and fix some things so I am looking forward to it. But, it is more change at work that I am a little apprehensive about right now. I like Team 188 and I'll miss them, but I think that you can't afford to get too comfortable. Plus, when a chance comes up to take on more responsibility and show off your mad skills, you take it.Anyway, the point of this is that it is SUPPOSED to be my second day of the new job. I spent it doing the old job. There are always some tricky timing issues when it comes to moving into a new role and moving someone into the spot you are leaving. Also, with Truman leaving last week and Colic off for a few days, I really didn't want to leave Harrison in the lurch. (He was asking about the site today so he'll probably see this, which is a little embarrassing considering the last sappy post...)A quick update for those of you following the November Resolution. I broke through the 190lb mark this Monday! This is the first time in about eight or nine years that I have been that low. Keep in mind I am not bragging, but hoping I am being an encouragement to others by proving that even my lazy ass can get into shape.Curling playoffs continue tonight. Stay tuned.All for now,Kef...
Goodbye Truman!
It was a sad day for Team 188 at the Tire. Today was the first day that we were without Truman. You see she decided that it was time to get out of the Tdot, move closer to her boyfriend The Pete, and basically move forward with her life in a way that didn't revolve around only her career. I applaud her for that. For the determination, the strength, and pure guts it takes to do that.But, I now know the meaning of bittersweet. Like the rain that came down today on a warm spring-like day in TO, so were the tears that came down as I lost my best friend at the Tire. Happy for her but sad for me...She has been there as long as I have been an SCA down at home office. Granted that was only two years but that is long enough in my career that has only spanned six or seven...One of the guys when I needed to talk sports, but the true voice of honesty and reason when I needed advice with the fairer sex...
A smile that could light up the cube. And, even when there was Grumpy I knew I could make her laugh... (no grumpy!)As long as it took to get to know you Truman, I don't know what we're going to do now that you're gone. Don't forget about us up there in The Bay.I'll miss you Nicole,Kef...Oh yeah I'm back, so, All for now.
On another view of home: I had to replace both of the light bulbs in my room last night. One went about three or four days ago and I had been living dim. Yesterday the other one went and I had to replace them. I replaced them with a higher wattage bulb obviously because my room is super bright. I can't even look directly at the fixture in the centre of the ceiling else I have a blind spot.
On another view of home: I had to replace both of the light bulbs in my room last night. One went about three or four days ago and I had been living dim. Yesterday the other one went and I had to replace them. I replaced them with a higher wattage bulb obviously because my room is super bright. I can't even look directly at the fixture in the centre of the ceiling else I have a blind spot.
