Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Inane observations from a dumbed down brain

At least I have an excuse; I was on vacation all last week. Now my brain is numb from the misery of being back in the office. Not that I loathe my job mind you, it’s more a case of I’m “just not that into you” on the first day back. And now:

- The area where I work smells of poo today. The chi-chi area of town. It smells like poo. Go figure…

- The ladies who lunch, still lunch and are still annoying as hell.

- I can’t help but find it totally surreal that the nuclear powers of the world are screaming about the non-proliferation of nuclear arms now that Korea has it. “No more nuclear arms! You have no right to have them!” I don’t hear any of them saying they’ll get rid of their own though. Is it just me or is there a certain irony there?

Not that our friend Kimmy should actually have nuclear arms. The man is a fucking lunatic. But what are more sanctions gonna do? Simply make North Koreans’ lives even more difficult. Kimmy? He’s not gonna feel the pain. At. All.

- While we were gone, road tripping on those wonderful American roads, an overpass collapsed in Montreal, killing five. A few weeks earlier, the government was saying how Quebec roads were in great shape – obviously these people don’t drive from place to place, they fly. This is the second overpass to collapse in the past 5-7 years in the Montreal area. You’d think we live in a fuckin’ third world country. Roads disappear all the time in Nepal – but that’s because mountains sorta slip onto them… (OK, well blogger refuses to add a picture here - but I'm sure you can imagine what a collapsed overpass looks like)

- Montana is beautiful. I could live there. Lots of space, very few people. Huge sky, way more horses than people. Did I mention very few people? I’d have no trouble living in a place where six horses live in my neighbour’s yard. Look at this! I rest my case.

Of course, once I got a hankering for the city I'd no doubt be miserable, but there you go. I'm an idiot that way.

- For all those who think me a cynic, I recently read somewhere that a cynic is simply a disillusioned idealist. Just sayin’.


Big Brother said...

Your hankering for living in the great wilds, far from civilisation is a bit ironic since you have always been the quintessential city girl. Kind of brings back that old TV show, what was it called again? Oh yeah, Green Acres.
You know the one with Zaza Gabor.

Green acres is the place to be
Farm living is the life for me
Land spreading out,
so far and wide
Keep Manhattan,
just give me that countryside.

Jocelyn said...

I actually grew up in Billings--the largest city in Montana (and the largest between Minneapolis and Seattle? I haven't checked the stats lately), so I love your recommendation. But really, no matter where you live, life does follow; no matter where you live, there you are. And also those damn ladies who lunch.

Hageltoast said...

I went to an intelligent transport systems conferance yesterday and a nice canadian lady gave me Maple syrup in a Maple leaf shaped bottle, advertising her company. I did have to hang around for a while, get her talking and pretend to be interested, but it was well worth it.

Jazz said...

Bro: :-p

Jocelyn: Sorry about the mix-up. I will remember that Billings is biggest. And Montana rocks.

Toastie: Pretending to be intersted? Shame on you. What wouldn't you do for maple syrup?

Anonymous said...

yes, you are cynical:P

Jazz said...

And yet, you love me.... :-p