Ugh.

When I walked outside this morning, I almost crapped my pants because of how beautiful it was. The weather was fantastic! Soooo lovely. It put a smile on your face and a little dance in your step. And in true Saskatchewan style, I had a little chitchat with some random woman and she told me that it was +3. Holy dina!

And then I just checked the weather....and tomorrow night it is supposed to go to MINUS FORTY!!!! PLUS THREE TO MINUS FORTY in one day!!!!

Why!? Why why why!?!?!?!

Sigh....
carey.

update: MINUS FIFTY FIVE.

Feedings

An old friend of mine had an opening tonight. Looking at his work, makes my hands ache. His technique is inspiring. Check out his work here.

Congrats Brendan.

xo

fecal toxins and john wayne

(a old rant that has recently been on my mind. why? i'm not sure)

Sunday, May 28, 2006

i learned something new today.

this morning i was laying on a bed in a hotel room waiting to use the shower. i flipped on the tv. as usual not much was on. except this odd little infomercial about body cleanses. and suddenly i became fascinated with the fun facts i was learning about my poop.

did you know that our bodies are made up of 20 lbs of fecal toxins. yup, that's right. 20 lbs of poop. (i think some people may be made of more, but that's for another blog.) john wayne's autopsy showed that he was filled with 40 lbs of poop when he died. and a child's poop is actually a lot bigger than a middle aged persons. but don't fret if the size of your child's poops are big, according to the poop doctor, it a-okay. its how ours should be. but why aren't they you ask? because our colon and digestive track is filled and lined with fecal toxins. and its just sitting there, clogging up our poop hole and waiting to make our blood and other intestines poopy. and all this poop causes: headaches, bad skin, memory loss, aches, lethargy, arthritis, low energy levels and so on. wow, just think how much better we would feel if we just had a good dump. and i am always up for a good deal, so i was pleased to see that if i called in to buy there pooper helper....i could get a "steep discount".

so, i have decided from now on that the new pimple on my chin is actually a poop zit. and if i forget something, i am just going to blame it on my diarrhea brain. or maybe the next time i have a hangover its really cuz im all bunged up. and if i am feeling kind of down one day....it is okay to say i am feeling a bit "shitty".

a view

what i do when i cant sleep, and why i cant sleep.

nite
carey

Crafting is like Vitamin C

The Mackenzie Art Gallery is opening their Andy Warhol: Larger Than Life exhibit this weekend. And lucky me, I am a guest artist. Whooop! I had to put together some workshops and such and a few of them needed some items to be made. Soooo, I enlisted my friend Danette, who is always up for an evening of mod podge, to help me. A lovely night of paint, glue, Slurpee's (even though it's minus a gazillion outside) and Andy Warhol. All that and a nice chat got my creative juices flowing again. Ya can't go wrong with that. xo carey

a conversation.

a friend. Tara.

Remember my dear, I can smell a lie like a fart in a car.

When I went to bed last night, all I could think about was the movie Pump Up The Volume. I was slightly obsessed with that movie when I was younger. Obsessed. I don't know how many times I have seen it. I am also a proud owner of a copy of the movie on VHS. Oh, VCR's how I miss you so.....

But all this talking into perhaps dead air has made me feel like a female modern day version of Mark Hunter (aka Christian Slater). So, in tribute to the movie which rocked my adolescent years...here are a few of my favorite quotes care of "Hard Harry".

Talk hard, I like that. It's like a dirty thought in a nice clean mind.

Guess who? It's 10 o'clock, do you care where your parents are?

I'm dedicating this unusual song to an unusual person who makes me feel kind of... unusual.
[plays "Why Can't I Fall In Love?"]

Eat your cereal with a fork and do your homework in the dark.

Sigh.....xo carey.

Express Breakfast

I had an express power breakfast this morning. I took stale baguette from the night before and dredged thin slices of it it in egg and milk. Then, I liberally buttered the pan and fried my "power pellets." To finish it off, I doused those puppies in power juice (syrup flavoured with Grand Marnier). Then, I added more butter, because I had a long day of walking ahead of me, and I'm too broke to buy myself lunch (not, apparently, to buy myself syrup with Grand Marnier...).

Now, I will walk the streets of Montreal in my ridiculously unfashionable boots, full of power butter and far too much syrup.

Miss you Vlad!

i'm a newbie...

Hello hello.

So here I am. I made a blog. I have no idea how this whole thing works, but I am going to give it a go. It is a bit odd writing my first post...and I am not sure really how to start. So, I guess my best bet would be to explain why I am here.

Ok, so actually I have no idea. I guess really just post and publish links, artists, art, culture, blabble, this, that, design and everything else that I think people should know about. About friends who are artists, events going on around me, what my friends have to say. Whatever. I can't say for sure what it will all be about. But I am sure some of it will be pointless rants from me....I apologize in advance.

And Vlad and Stanley. Vlad and Stanley are names that my friend Kelly and I had given ourselves after a long and stressful day at work...while talking in some french/german/irish concoction of an accent and pretending to be at a portrait studio getting "glamour" shots done. I know it makes no sense, but we laughed so hard that day that we will both remember it. And now Kelly has moved to Montreal (miss you xo), and Kelly will be joining in on blogging fun. And hopefully Kelly will post some things that "give her a hard on" from over on the other side of the country.

So till later....
cheers.

carey and kelly

(aka vlad and stanley)
contemplating the newest issue of Lucky.