I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

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chuffed w/ my chucks!

… chuffed as fuck! I cannot begin to tell you how pleased I am. Can’t believe these two deals I got from john varvatos either, it’s as if he’s giving them away (+ free shipping too folks)! Saw my postman stopping his truck, and approaching from my kitchen window to deliver these bad boys, couldn’t contain my giddiness … ran out to greet him. I love my other pair, this one WAY more. It’s a true-fit 10 1/2 … my perfect Con All Star size. Love the black, distressed resin, and the gold eyelets … fucking awesome!



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Pick it up, pick it all up. And start again.

You’ve got a second chance, you could go home.
Escape it all. It’s just irrelevant.

You’ve got a warm heart, you’ve got a beautiful brain.

You could still be, what you want to.
What you said you were, when I met you.
When you met me. When I met you.

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get it while you can

don’t you know when you’re loving anybody baby
you’re taking a gamble on a little sorrow
but then who cares baby
’cause we may not be here tomorrow no
and if anybody should come along
she gonna give you her love and affection
I’d say get it while you can yeah
hey hey get it while you can
hey hey get it while you can

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we are family

This post is of recent thoughts and ramblings, a few pics from last night as well. Strap yourselves in, hold on tight!!

Tomorrow marks one month my life changed. I have never professed to believe in God, but I always knew someone was/is watching over me. I know many of these occurrences where I feel being helped in my life can easily be dismissed as pure dumb luck, etc.. Fair enough. This sensation of having my own Angel has been with me for a long time, pushing 30 years – where things happen that help me, that I don’t believe are random or is any reasonable explanation for. I won’t fully expound on this latest one, getting into specifics, I have trouble identifying with the masses, conventional thinkers. I get frustrated with wading pools, I’m the Marianas Trench. That’s the truth folks, not arrogance. If I told you about my latest, most definitive proof my Angel exists, sure all I’d get would be “that’s cool”, “wow, weird” at best. That would frustrate the fuck outta me, so I’ll be mum, keeping everything close to my vest. Better this way, trust me … y’all swim near the surface, I’ll keep deep! Since this whole thing happened, since we met, the way we met, the circumstances surrounding it … every detail, I examine the minutiae, every nuance, every possibility, how, and why?! There is NO OTHER explanation … I have an Angel! Btw, technically was the 11th, but really the 12th. What a day … white wine, beer, and Chinese food! Six and a half hours never disappeared so quickly!

Four days later. Again!


Hells motherfucking yes!! More wine, more beer. No Chinese food, not for lack of trying. It was a Tuesday night, and all closed up shop. Our next time together was last night. My Christmas. I’ve spent 20+ years celebrating Christmas on the 24th, I’ll be damned, I did it again! And, we did Chinese again, lol!

LOVE THIS!! You waltz in, hook up your phone, your playlist like you own the place, AND crank it. No volume police here!


Flowers, food, drinks, good times … and dog, lol!









I met you a dozen days ago. You are my friend, last night, I went further and designated us family. Why not? Being fully aware of the pitfalls, the precariousness, the tenuousness of the word supposedly exemplifying union, togetherness, forgiveness?! It’s all a crock of shit, trust me. Don’t believe that crap, fall into that trap for a second y’all! However long this thing we have lasts, you are my family. I have proof too. My recently arrived in the mail Air Miles membership provided me with a supplementary card to give to a family member, obviously encouraging more shopping, more points. Points be damned, I couldn’t have been happier giving it to you knowing I’m in your wallet, always close by. From now to then, whenever then is … WE ARE FAMILY!!

My Family!

(wearing her xmas gifts. gloves, panties, and Angel)


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you’re gonna be the one that saves me

I don’t believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

I said maybe
you’re gonna be the one that saves me
you’re gonna be the one that saves me
you’re gonna be the one that saves me


My 1500th post on WordPress!!

… just thought I’d throw that milestone out there. Today’s post is really about my great day. Went early to Yorkdale – I love it now that I live minutes away. Parking lot was already packed before 10 in the morning, but this attractive older couple was leaving, and lovely lady kept pointing me towards her car. Kept smiling too … knew it was ZEN BABY, people are so positive towards it! Oh, before I continue with my shopping tales, when I left for home, I stopped at Shell for some V-Power (and 10X AirMiles). I swerved around, positioning my car in front of this absolutely gorgeous Mercedes SLS AMG (the one with the gull wing doors) …


… yeah, I know SICK!! Anyway, I jumped out and blurted out to the owner, a good-looking guy about my age as he was getting ready to leave … “kinda liked my ride?” … meaning/referring/joking that I like my car. Without missing a beat, he assertively, along with complete honesty, snaps back offering affirmation, “I like your ride” … “better than this one”. thanks dude, ZEN BABY, lol!!

Back to shopping! I went to purchase a specific item, to kinda compensate for my Banana lacking gift. I was told, this is something good. I’ve never shopped for this before, but listen to this … as I was leaving my hairdresser’s place yesterday, he showed me this very gift that a client gave as an X-mas present, lol. Weird, I woulda said before. Not so weird anymore, I say now! Oh, I also went to buy myself a coffee maker, as I no longer have one, but due to the fact that I’m not in possession of my rewards card, I knew I’d be fucked and wouldn’t be able to access MY MONEY, I quit before I devoted fruitless time, frustrating myself. I already feel fucked as it is – $160 (half of which is mine) is being controlled/manipulated, and I don’t have easy/immediate access to it. Nice! Whatevs, after this, it’s finally fucking done!

Next up, was fragrances! Funny, when I was walking out of the store into the mall, I asked a Chanel girl in the women’s department, where the men’s department was. She said, “Chanel, or in general”? In general I answered. When I got there (ok, first of all, the fucking area is gorgeous), the gentleman who helped me, who didn’t work for any particular brand, immediately steered me towards Chanel. I was sold. Listen to this, the 50 ml costs $82.50, the 100ml $107 … BUT, if you spend over $100, you get $20 off. Duh, picked up the 100ml for $87! Oh, apparently the cologne is brand new too, and when I asked for samples of any kind for men, he didn’t think he had any. But then, he came back w/ a 10ml bottle … that ain’t no fucking sample, that’s a fucking bottle, lol! I love it!! Then, I asked for samples for women, he obliged! Oh, when home, was kicking myself for not doing this earlier … went online and ordered another pair of sale priced Chuck’s from JV … I was lucky too, international free shipping that ended yesterday, didn’t. Lucky my size was still available. ZEN BABY!!





you have no idea who you’re dealing with!

been one of those days folks. then, to top it off – coming home all excited to see my UPS delivered package from Banana Republic waiting at my door … well, been one of those days continued. first off, the $110 item that I purchased looks more like it cost $10. here’s your gift, please go online to see how much I spent, lol! but, what really pissed me off was that gift message beautifully printed on a postcard from gift services that was supposed to be included, wasn’t! whatthemotherfuck? I worked long and hard getting my wording perfect in 70 characters or less, lol! quick call to loopy lucy or whatever the fuck her name was voicing my frustration. no problem, tells me she’s gonna to do right by me by offering some cockamamie discount for my next purchase with Banana Republic (honestly didn’t hear/care to hear the details). cindy lou who, or whatever the hell your name is, I interrupt, “there won’t be any future purchases, so how in the hell does this help me?” attempting to fix my problem by asking me to buy more crap isn’t a solution! I wasn’t born yesterday. I did not fall off any turnip truck. now, lucy liu, quickly seeing the big banana from my point of view, understanding who she’s dealing with, suddenly sherlocks me into a further 10% discount to be credited back to my AMEX before my head explodes! thanks, lois lane!!

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King of Win!!

Someone watches over me, I have clydesdale sized horseshoes up my ass, or I am extremely on the ball? Maybe, it’s my life trifecta? This morning went to check stuff out at johnvarvatos … and what did I see? My recently purchased Converse X kicks on sale. A quick email, followed by an even quicker phone call … and Bob’s your price adjustment uncle. They happily credited my AMEX the difference since it was within the 14 day company policy time allowance for said adjustments. Still not sure the exact refund amount, but I’m guessing it’s $60+ … I loved them before when I initially bought & got ’em … I love them even more now! Next, about an hour later began working on finalizing a purchase I had on my mind for a few days. I won’t lie, my first thoughts at the time were too excessive, too expensive … but now, for whatever reason, Banana Republic popped to mind. Went online to see what their site had to offer. Not only was I able to peruse items, I was able to check availability at my nearby store (updated every 20 minutes) which is what I wanted, nothing worse than wasted trips to the mall. While deciding on the exact item I wanted, I did happen to catch that 40% discount offer (today & tomorrow/online purchases only) prominently displayed. Why go to the mall and spend $125, when I can sit on my fat ass and order from my computer (along with a cool personalized message at no charge – I LOVE that shit, lol) for $75? Exactly? So that’s what I did, and in all likelihood, will be returning it for a refund at the store, but at least now I have it, and at a sweet deal, really it just provides greater flexibility, whatever I decide. The way I look at it, the money back from JV covers the BR purchase. Win Win … King!!

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but I won’t cry for yesterday there’s an ordinary world somehow I have to find

what has happened to it all? crazy some are saying
where is the life that I recognize? gone away

but I won’t cry for yesterday there’s an ordinary world somehow I have to find
and as I try to make my way to the ordinary world
I will learn to survive


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yay, NYC again!!

… remember my second-to-last-indulgence I mentioned? prolly not, eh, lol? well, finally arrived! it’s from john varvatos … and, no my local store had/has absolutely none in stock, so ordering online was the only mofo option. I gave poor Mijon waaaaay too much grief ’cause of my troubles, but I did send a private email kinda saying so, dude was only doing his job, wasn’t his fault JV website was fucked to shit. finally free shipping was up and running (free returns too, no questions asked – I know, lol). all’s well that ends well!







hey now, I’m an all*star … and all that glitters is gold


new digs, and a new friend!

I LOVE my new kitchen, the whole place kinda rocks! New stainless steel fridge, new cabinets, counter-top, island, sink & faucet, above stove microwave, new backsplash, new bar stools … but the star of the show is a new gas stove!! My first time cooking w/ gas too. In fact I had a maiden meal all planned out, I wanted pasta w/ either braised/simmered oxtails, or veal shanks … but grocery store deals dictated otherwise, so it’s pasta w/ sausages & meatballs. Not too shabby a second fiddle! Oh, true story – wanted to serve my inaugural meal w/ a Barolo … and a couple days ago allowed myself a final budgetary indulgence. It was a front of the line, membership benefits I saw in my inbox, a limited release Barolo. Perfect timing! I pounced, and if any’s left, the rest of you plebes can search ‘n seek LCBO’s inventory, when it’s finally released to the general public. I payed the same price, $49.95/bottle (plus only $15 shipping) for the 2 bottles I bought. Oh, speaking of indulgences, I’m anxiously awaiting the arrival of my next to last one … that one should arrive anytime soon. Perhaps, another blogpost, lol?!

Ok, mostly pics, few words – better, eh? A couple of notes about my gas range. Of course we all know (even if you don’t own one, never have used one), the best feature is immediate heat. I love that. But, my fave new thing to get used to, is not only the incremental heat that is available, but unlike other types of ranges w/ burners that continually shut off, trying to moderate cooking temps – gas ranges don’t … there’s never that lull, the simmer/sizzle never stops. I LOVE that!! As promised, pics …











… yep, a sucker for sweet pussy!!

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I need something good to get me through the day, Ooooo help me Lord there’s gotta be a better way

I need something good to get me through the day
Ooooo help me Lord there’s got to be a better way
I need something good to get me through the day
Ooooo help me Lord there’s got to be a better way
[There’s gotta be a better way]
I need something good to get me through the day
Ooooo help me Lord there’s got to be a better way
[There’s got to be a better way]


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you are the one who’s got your back ’til the last deed’s done.

he’s gotta make sure he’s not lonely, not broke.
it’s enough to worry about keeping his own head above.

everyone’s a cunt in this life, no one’s there for me.

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a long long time coming!

Buckle up, this one’s a doozy! It all began when I was working in Leeds Grenville a few months back. When it rains, we don’t work … so I planned to venture for a 1K walk to a local car dealership. Thing though, it was raining full throttle with no let-up. I even asked the front desk if anyone had an umbrella, or if there was one in lost and found. None. So sitting in what constitutes a lobby, just called to chat. Turns out, they didn’t even have a vehicle that I was looking for on lot. Sales woman was friendly enough, we chatted for 20-30 minutes, I gave her my number in case anything popped up. Later back at home when I had free time, I’d drive to dealerships looking for my car. None, again! So, I took proactive measures and called her, she vaguely remembered me, but now I enlisted her to help me find my car. We communicated via email, text, phone calls (I never met the woman), and she indicated to me after a location search, that in all of Canada, there were only 6 to be had!! Can you imagine? I knew they were hard to find, but ONLY six?! We kept communicating/negotiating for a month … oh, and this is a valuable lesson to new car buyers. It’s always good practice to do this, you’re under no obligation, and you gain valuable experience, so when you are serious, it’s like second nature. I eventually whittled her down to $775/month (if I had everything my way) for 5 years w/$5700 down. She texted me one day, apologizing about the mixup she had w/ her manager. Her last words were “I’m sorry”. Worked out good, I was done anyways … what the motherfuck was I thinking? Was crazy expensive to begin with, but shit, how stupid am I? I woulda committed myself solely on getting a great deal?!

Next came John, he was my VW man. I researched the new 2015 Golf TDI extensively, so when I called about getting insurance for my chettychevy I was thrown for a loop when I found out I had to give up my first born … or $3400/year! Are you fucking nuts?? Since, I had my insurance agent on the line, and since it took a shit-load of time garnering a simple quote for my shit-box, asked about the Golf … $3200 he said! Was right then and there, I knew I was selling the beater! John and I were good to go, we emailed, texted, talked (met too). Went in for a test drive, man-oh-motherfucking-man … that ride was SWEET!! We worked out quotes, I had everything written down that I wanted; the tint, the winter tires on separate alloys. Everything! We planned on me coming in on Wednesday. I did … was prepared to drop my AMEX on his desk and put in an offer. I also knew, the availability of my car; colour & options would take a few weeks to source, or wait to be built. Perfect. I arrived at 11:45 am, the receptionist told me he starts work at 12:00 … I bolted. I actually got a text from him a few minutes later as I was driving saying he’d be there in 5 minutes, and to please come back if I could (she called/texted him obviously). Ok, here was this particular deal I had in the works; $640/month … but get this, for four years instead of five … plus, w/ only $2900 down! Great deal … BUT, once again, what the fuck was I thinking? I did call to tell him I wasn’t coming back, not now at least … the timing wasn’t right. I told John he was my VW man, and he still is. If my world turns again, I’ll be back to see him!

OK, so still without a sweet ride, went back to where it all began. I had an affinity for Saab since the 9-3 was introduced in 1999. I’d shamelessly visit dealerships back then with nary a hope of purchasing. The salesmen knew this, yet they entertained me nonetheless. After a relentless search, I found this beauty. You can find these last-of-the-batch-hatchbacks selling anywhere from $2,000 – $3500 (much more for convertibles, Viggens)! Mine wasn’t cheap, but it’s sweet-pristine. And, get this; w/ taxes, all in … was hundreds LESS than the downpayment I was willing to put down on the first vehicle. AND, MINUS $775/month for five years to boot! Whoa, holy fuck! Finally, I KNEW what I was thinking!!