“I've been trying to start a garage band for over a decade now, but father won't move his car.”

Quotes from Jarod Kintz, author of: "The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over" “The wind blew my words away from you. So while I told you I love you, the phrase was carried in the opposite direction and landed 333 miles away in the ears of a confused farmer. He was nice, though. He sent me a kind letter saying that while he was flattered, I wasn’t really his type.” . “More people are leaving TV behind to read my books than ever before. In the last year alone I gained over two readers (three, to be exact). So I’d like to take a moment and say thanks mom, dad, and kidnap victim I keep chained in the basement.” “I wonder if rooms in an insane asylum have Do Not Disturb signs for the doors. I should hope not, because knock or no knock, every occupant in those rooms is already disturbed.” “I’m trying to translate what my cat says and put it in a book, but how many homonyms are there for meow?” “When people change, I’m disappointed they’re not who I remember them being. And when people don’t change, I’m disappointed they still are who they were. All people do is disappoint, and I do mean all people.” “All the ideas in the universe can be described by words. Therefore, if you simply take all the words and rearrange them randomly enough times, you’re bound to hit upon at least a few great ideas eventually. Sausage donkey swallows flying guillotine, my love assembly line.” “Fight or flight? If I had wings, there’d be no choice. But since I don’t have wings, I have to rely on my cape, and a long running start.” “Hydrogenated and androgynous milky white love is all I have to offer you. Would you like me to pour it in your coffee, or directly into your soul?
” “When I meet a European, the first thing I say is, “I’d much rather watch football than football.” But I’m just teasing them, and they know I’d really rather watch football than football.” “The only problem with politicians taking two week vacations every year is it’s about 50 weeks too short.
” “Reading a book is like having the ability to dip a straw into the author’s soul and sip and slurp without lowering the water table of wisdom.
” “I travel light. But not at the same speed.
” “I’ve got a sizeable retirement nest egg. It’s an ostrich egg, and it’s going to make an omelet so big that it’ll produce enough leftovers for decades.
” , nest-egg, ostrich, plan, planning, produce, retirement, time, vision 140 likes like “How can I clearly see what’s wrong with someone else, and then look at myself as though I’m standing in front of a fogged mirror?
” “Ideas are like legs: what good are they if you can't run with them, or spread them?” ― Jarod Kintz, The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over. tags: idea, ideas 122 likes like “I have good news and I have bad news. The good news is that your house hasn't burned down, you don't have cancer, and your daughter hasn't been raped or murdered. The bad news is that I ran over your dog. And your son. And his wife. But not before I ran out of gas to achieve all of that.” “The reason it’s hard for men to say “I love you” is because those three words represent 10% of the average man’s vocabulary.” “Love will find you eventually, I guarantee it. That’s why you need to buy an invisible cloak from me for the one-time low price of $77,777.77. Offer valid for emotional invalids only.” “Every night I pray I whisper into a megaphone, not only so God is sure to hear, but also my neighbors, because I pray to God He’ll deliver pestilence and plague to the residents next door. I even tell God the exact address, as if He can’t read my heart. But it’s not for His benefit, it’s for my neighbors’.” “Smiling is the way the soul says hello. Obviously a frown means goodbye. Is there a word halfway between hello and goodbye? Because that’s what my soul is saying right now.
” “Poison Ivy tastes like an itch when you have it on your tongue, and I’d say that love tastes the same, only itchier.” “Half of what I write is garbage, but if I don't write it down it decomposes in my head.”

Luc Pilon - Memorial (Jan. 9) in honour of my very best friend in H.S.

http://www.brunetfuneralhome.ca/index.php/#top Date de naissance : 18 décembre 1963 Date de décès: 28 décembre 2014 Nécrologie: M. Luc M. Pilon Originaire de Clarence Creek, Ont., est décédé le dimanche 28 décembre 2014, à l'âge de 51 ans. Il était le fils de Jeannine Chartrand et de feu Georges A. Pilon. Il laisse dans le deuil ses 2 filles, Vicky (Mathieu) et Sarah (Youri Eric) ; ses 2 frères et 2 soeurs, Lucie, Paul (Marianne), Marc (Safaa) et Lise (Jacques). Il fut prédécédé par sa soeur, Émilie. Il laisse également sa conjointe Sophie Martineau et sa fille Jade, Martine Tardif, la mère de ses filles, ses oncles, tantes, neveux, nièces, cousin(e)s, plusieurs ami(e)s et la grande famille; Minto. Un grand merci à l'équipe dévouée des Soins Intensifs de l'hôpital d'Ottawa-Civic, pour leurs excellents soins et support. Des dons à l'hôpital civic d'Ottawa, 1053 Carling Ave, Ott, ON K1Y4E9, Tél: 613-722-7000, peuvent être faits. Les funérailles seront célébrées le vendredi 9 janvier 2014 à 11h, à l'église Ste-Félicité, rue Landry, Clarence Creek, Ont. La famille recevra les condoléances à l'église avant le service à compter de 10h. Pour de plus amples renseignements communiquer avec la : MAISON FUNÉRAIRE THÉO BRUNET & FILS 2419 rue Laurier, Rockland, Ont. 613-446-4691 Condoléances et Dons au www.maisonfunerairebrunet.ca A funeral will be held on January 9, 2015, at St. Felicite Church in Clarence Creek for my best friend in high school, Luc Pilon. I miss my old friend, Bouchon (Luc). I was in the midst of repairing a broken washing machine when Lucie called me with the news that has brought us all together today. a kitchen full of activity. break the surly bonds of earth and touch the face of god Luc first befriended me in Grade 9. We were not facebook friends. We were real friends. Social media did not exist and it was the PC was still four years away. Luc was non-judgemental. He was easy to talk with, and had an interest in everything. Life is short. Don't wait to re-connect with loved ones IF YOU CANNOT BE WITH THE ONES YOU LOVE, LOVE THE ONE'S YOU ARE WITH. AIM HIGH. Be ambitious in your dreams. Luc's dream was to design the space shuttle. la navette spaciale. That dream propelled him to become an architect, a designer. Small acts of kindness. Mutt and Jeff are inseparable friends. Luc found me when no one else was able to. He understood me when no one else did. Designing spaceships... Luc has designed his own spaceship. He has designed a way to travel to his sister Émilie.

Spent a sleepless New Year's Eve and Night with Rwandan-Canadians

Spent a sleepless New Year's Eve and Night with Rwandan-Canadians New Year Celebration 2015 - "Rwandan-style" I arrived at the Rwandan-Canadian New Years Eve's party with my sister-in-law (Alphonsine) and her sister and the sister's two daughters. The all-night celebration was held in a lovely large house in Gloucester, Ontario. New Years Eve 2014 was intended to be a quite relaxing evening. In fact, it was a full night of dancing, eating, talking and then more dancing. I was with a large group of friends and family who were scheduled to head back home New Years Day. Little did we know that we would be awake, bleery-eyed, and still dancing right up until the break of dawn. Just as we finished dinner at midnight we decided to have a toast and have our glass of champagne for New Years cheer. There was music and dancing for both young and old. For the people of Rwanda, being a good dancer is serious business. As I made my way to the house in Gloucester, I joined in with the families who were on their way to celebrate New Years Eve. Once inside I found a seat up front and claimed a spot as the house was filling up fast. The kitchen and living room were connected to rooms on either side each filled with a dancers. The music started and to my surprise traditional Rwandan song music started to play and a group of young dancers came out and lined dance dressed. The elders ensured that their kids knew how to dance. It was a beautiful sight. It went on all night!! One father took turns dancing with each of his daughters. And one woman ensured both her sons made the most of the opportunity to show off their dance moves. Everyone clapped to encourage the young children to venture out on the dance floor. It was heartwarming to see the trust and understanding the kids were displaying for their parents and other elders at the party. I am sure some of the kids did not necessarily want to stay up all night dancing. But they did. "Life is short", several people told me during the "nuit blanche". "That is why we stay up all night on New Year's Eve." This was one new Years celebration that will never be forgotten. I danced, talked and ate till it was time to get back home at 6:00 a.m. So much for sleep!