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(work) Mike doesn’t like pink shirts.

More specifically, he doesn’t think pink shirts should be worn on men. We’ve heard rants, we’ve heard raves – the message is clear: “No man should wear a pink shirt!”

With this knowledge in hand, a brilliant idea was hatched between conniving Krista and Palmer as we decided to go for the gold and pick up a pink shirt for Mike for his birthday.

But knowing very well that he would burned it with a magnifying glass under the sun, we had to think of an ingenious way to get him to accept it, and potentially wear it.

I felt like we were spies on a mission with the prep work that was done to it.

We mailed the shirt along with a nice note to his wife. In the note we asked his wife if she would be a kind soul and ensure that Mike wore the pink shirt on his birthday.

Sure enough, his birthday comes along and we receive an email saying “Thanks for this birthday gift. I can’t believe I’m wearing this shirt!”

Turns out that his wife (God bless her soul) washed and ironed it and said “Mike, can you wear something for me today?” and passed him the shirt. Awesome.

So here you have it – Mike in all his glory in his pink shirt. I’d like to also point out that he already spilled coffee on it in defiance of the monstrosity which adorned his hairy chest. I do enjoy the fact that he was getting compliments on it all day.

While I could have gone for a more vibrant colour, it is pink nonetheless and here is proof that Mike did indeed break his credo.

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Many moons have passed overhead during my friendship with Carol. So it is fitting that on her birthday, I should write something about her.

Carol is actually anxiously awaiting to see what sort of birthday greetings she will receive via this virtual networking Frankenstein creation called Facebook but I know that secretly she was waiting to see what I would have to say on this space right here.

Let’s first talk about how I now realize how a lot of you are disappointed when there isn’t anything of substantial…Palmer inside these postings. For example, Carol said she was craving some good postings this week and all she got was a posting on how CD sales are dropping! Lame! Mike also piped in and told me how Palmer’s World is his sister’s drug of choice – she can’t get enough.

Well, this has redoubled my efforts into making this an entertaining space for the masses! Not only shall I redouble my posting efforts, but I will once again just spew random thoughts onto this page; more than you wish to read about!

Anyhow, back to Carol’s birthday.

Fast fact – Did you know that Carol’s phone number back home corresponds with her birth date? That is awesome.

Carol and Danny arrived last night (which I didn’t know about or else I would have taken the day off) and we had a few beer and called it a night. Carol was talking about how it’s been a decade since we left school. This is true…it’s been ten long years since we’ve left the good halls of KDHS. I can probably pinpoint that ten years ago around lunchtime I had a grilled cheese sandwich and some fries along with Carol. Or maybe she was laughing at me printing out a t-shirt with the Palmer Platter. Carol, if you’re reading this today and I’m not around, go into my bedroom and in my top drawer you will find the Palmer Platter t-shirt. Perhaps I’ll wear it out tonight.

Carol is one of those hidden gems in life where she is this great person who is caring and fun to be with but you don’t realize how MUCH you depend on her until she goes away. This is how I felt when we went our separate ways to college. She’s the one who not only thinks about you and wants to know what’s going on in your life, but makes you feel good about yourself (and rightly so!). I just hope that everyone around her (including me!) make her feel the same way. Because she’s THAT good.

Now, seeing that it is her birthday, I suppose we should come up with some random memories of Carol.

• Let’s us not forget the fabled time where I visited her in Oshawa and her roommates bed was empty but Carol would not allow me to sleep in it, or on top of it, hence I had to sleep on the floor. Watch it Carol, this may happen to you tonight!
• Carol + Internet were the same word essentially back around 1995-96. Let’s be honest. We all were into it. But I bet Carol had a gazillion friends via the IRC channels which blew me away.
• I remember how she introduced me to I Mother Earth by having the Scenery and Fish album on one day and I caught Earth, Sky and C and was blown away. Heck, while we’re on it, she also lent me her Siamese Dream album which created the monster which we know day (aka the Smashing Pumpkins fanatic that I am).
• The constant times where we were hungover at Wal-Mart and she had refuge in the back room of the shoe stocking area. I definitely hid out there a few times in my life. Let’s talk a little bit about Wal-Mart shall we? We were reminiscing last night about our times at Wal-Mart and Mike told us of how one day he was covering Sports section early in the morning and was feeling pretty rough so he unrolled a sleeping bag and slept ON TOP of the counter and then the manager comes by and asks what he’s doing. Classic. Man, I had a good laugh last night when he told me that!
• Flashback: Oshawa circa 1998 when I was in a club and Carol told everyone to keep an eye out for a crazy dancer and they would find me. Pshaw.

The coolest thing nowadays is the fact that we see each other a little more. I think we stumbled upon the fact that just because we went to different towns during college doesn’t mean we have to stay separated all the time. So I occasionally end up in her town and she occasionally ends up in mine and all is good in the world.

Happy Birthday Carol! I invite everyone to trade tales of Carol on her birthday. Or, (as she would prefer) send her a birthday wish via FaceBook!

Blockbuster has their minimum $5 return special on trade-ins for old DVDs. Vero and I walked over with 4 old DVDs (two of which I ended up with at a Christmas exchange two years ago FROM Vero and never really wanted to watch them. Woops!) and reveled in the fact that they accepted them all and I have a sweet $20 credit at the store now.

Eric had told me that there were a few that he brought in that weren’t accepted so I was worried about a few of them, but it turned out well. It especially turned out well for the return of Kentucky Fried Movie – an amazing film, but I picked it up at Blockbuster a few years back, it never worked and it was too late to return it (or I was too lazy to return it). So Blockbuster gets their own copy back after all these years. I knew I would win this battle eventually! Never cross the Palmer. He always wins somehow.

This week had Vero stay with us because she doesn’t have all of her stuff at her new apartment but we’ll go and unpack her stuff tonight. Should be fun – I always love unpacking…it’s the mark of the new age. It has been fun having her hang around the place and we will miss her.

Last night Eric and Mike pretty well supervised me tear apart Vero’s bicycle which is a mess and try and rebuild it. We started out with Eric’s old bicycle and thought we could just fix that up. It was in an accident the front forks were bent. After a few hours of playing around with that (Read: His bike is awesome. Vero’s – not so much. It’s like riding a piece of rust.) we bent the fork a little too much which automatically eliminated our chances of success.

We then decided to see how much we could fix up the rust-cycle and it didn’t work out too well. The gears don’t work (which for a moment, didn’t really matter as Vero insisted she doesn’t need gears!) but then we couldn’t get the back brakes functioning too well. While I believe her when she says that she would be fine on it, I don’t believe traffic can always be on her side – something that Eric can attest to when some truck hit him a few years back. So we convinced her not to use the bicycle for now. Maybe I’ll go back and try and change a few things – a new brake cable and get some new gear shifters, but something tells me I can probably find an old bike somewhere that is in better condition than this one.

Hey at least my bicycle seemed to be in top shape and now that I put some air in the tires and threw some WD-40 on the chain, I’m good to go! I’m excited to venture out into the wilds again with my bicycle. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – the only thing I regret about my new pad is the fact that it’s just a LITTLE too far to bike to work.

Danny and Carol are coming up this weekend for some fun at the Heart and Crown. We will be celebrating both Trish and Carol’s birthday this Friday night.

Here’s a call out for everyone who likes a good time, to come on out!

Before we head out, Mike and Ryan are inviting you over to Casa Losier & Palmer for a little pre-party action in which the BBQ will have propane.

Spread the word. Perhaps I’ll send out an Evite.

Helped Vero finish the move out of her residence last night. It’s weird to leave a place barren. There were good times had there over the past year although Mike and I both agreed that it couldn’t have been THAT great of a time as we never saw any parties during the year!

We managed to make the final load in one shot and drove out to Vero’s new pad. It is pretty flippin’ sweet. Definitely something that I’ve never been in (as apartments go!). It’s only three years old, it has central air conditioning with a remote control so you can control it from the comfort of your couch. It also has some nice hardwood, an open concept kitchen/living room and all in all, it’s pretty swell. I think her and her new roommate Melanie will enjoy it.

I’m not going to lie and say that I didn’t appreciate the fact that Vero lived on campus for the past four years. It was awesome to go to her place before class and have some supper. I’m also not going to lie and say that I didn’t enjoy the fact that after a night at the pub I could walk on over to the University and fall into a deep slumber instead of heading back home.

But these are minor details and the coolest part about it all is the fact that Vero is into a new movement in her life where she has her own pad and it’s awesome and she also has a sweet, sweet job. Coupled with the fact that…heck…she has me, she probably has what people would call ‘the high life.’

http://www.thestar.com/artsentertainment/article/207826

According to the news, CD sales have dropped in a year to year comparison from last year (Spring time).

Everyone is avoiding the REAL issue of why CD sales have dropped!

There wasn’t great music released this spring! Plain and simple. I think I can say there I probably picked up under 6 new albums this spring. It has been a drought.

I have this theory that every 2 years you see a spike of CDs to buy, but I suppose that depends on what bands you listen to faithfully. For me, it averages out to every two years there is this onslaught of new music to buy, but then the next year, it’s kind of dead. Makes sense considering we need to give our fave bands some time to record!

Anyhow, I think somebody should take a look at this aspect of the low CD sales this spring.

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Here’s to Matt as it is his birthday today.

I remember his birthdays of yesteryear – it marked the end of the school year at Algonquin and we always went on a good party – usually at the Cabin. Man, I miss that place. It’s still there, but there are better bars out there nowadays, that’s a fer sure.

I also remember a particular night where Matt was introduced to his then unknown but soon to be favourite drink – the Purple Haze. I have no idea what was in this thing but it left his lips purple which was a giant unattractive quality to the ladies but we never told him. Matt, I’m kidding, there was never any purple on your lips. That wasn’t the unattractive quality.

Matt’s the kind of the guy who you can’t debate with because he stands his ground firm. However when he realizes that I am actually right (which is pretty well 99.9% of the time) his face makes the o-face and he just says “Oh.” when he realizes once again, that I am right. Then he challenges me to a game of Street Fighter 2 where if I concentrate, I can beat him, but I must admit he has the slight advantage over me.

Anyhow, Matt, have a good birthday. I’ll buy you a drink on Saturday night at Larisa’s post-doc party.

Feel free to leave comments about Matt in the comment section on his birthday. If you’re stumped, here are few things to get your mind jogging:
– Recall a time where Matt says “Hey, I can make better! (aka he wants to customize it to how HE likes to have it because he automatically assumes that if it’s the best for him, then by jove, it’s the best for everyone!). Bonus points goes to the ones that had a broken object after he ‘made it better’.
– Talk about how his sole sustanance during his years at Bayshore were weiners on a piece of bread.
– Talk about how in the end, Matt is a swell guy and he knows we’re just razzing him on his birthday.

Someone had to bow out gracefully from the B.B. King concert. Anyone who wants to go with us – come along! $83 and I think the seats are primo (from what I can remember).

Can I just say that this is bigger than Pink Floyd reuniting?

http://music.yahoo.com/read/news/42926245