Saturday, February 20, 2010
(Toronto Queen St. West: February 2010) me: This gmail chat has voice chat ....do you want to try it?
It's like a phone fercrissakes...we
are mixing up all the communication tools and think we're reinventing the wheel.
Sarah: I don't think I have a mic on this computer.
6:16 PM Oh well.
Let me try and see what happens at your end...oh weird. It's ringing like a phone.
Except, of course, you can't pick up because you can't hear it...lol.
I'll end the voice attempt...
Funny as hell.
6:17 PM Sarah: Yup can't hear.
me: Oh well. Maybe I'll call you.
Monday, February 15, 2010
St. Viateur and Jeanne Mance (Montreal: February 2010) me: 45 is old.
me: Bah yourself.
Gian: 45 is the new 30.
me: 45 is the new 45...me and my high blood pressure and cholesterol and imminent colonoscopy say so. Plus, I'm not 45.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
(Gmail Chat: Midwinter Montreal to Canada West Coast) me: Dude. I am operating in negative numbers here with regard to I.Q.me: Do you guys have grass yet?
I saw Victoria in the news the other day, and the city had frikken green grass.
Gian: Grass is always here...???
Gian: There is no snow... hasn't been any at all.
1:08 PM me: EFFF me. I'm living in the wrong climate.
It's drizzly, however.
me: Shit. For real?
Drizzly. Is that okay?