I love emussss
There are two sides to every story...
....Her story
February 27th 2010
Just a regular winter's night. Not expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen. No surprise events just a normal night to enjoy on the mountain. NOOBS!! 3 Noobs and myself guarantee a slow night but maybe it was supposed to happen that way. Noobs are slow...slow at getting their gear on, walking with gear on, strapping up, getting in line, getting on the lift, getting off the lift, getting up after wiping out off the lift, then strapping in and mentally preparing to wipe out again. Tedious night from the get go but maybe the timing would be perfect, timing is everything.
[I cant remember much of the night previous to the first sighting of my "hot guy in blue jacket"]
Waiting at the bottom of an easy run felt like eternity because all I really wanted to do was board nonstop. Trying to spot out my school of grasshoppers I am interrupted by some show off who rips it by right behind me "whooing". If it wasn't for his bright blue jacket, no hat, cute hairdoo and goggles I would have ignored him. Finally Kelly arrives and I tell her "Quick! I think that guy in the blue jacket may be hot! I'm going to follow him to find out"
TOP OF THE HILL
J: Kelly he's 10 o'clock
K: Dude in black?
J: That's 3 o'clock (as you can see we both have silly friends, or mine is sillier...or denser)
BOTTOM OF THE HILL
I tell Kelly I'm sad that the hot guy didn't follow us or come down the same run
Maybe if it's meant to be I'll see him again....and so it was meant to be
...Kelly complaining about Jessica, I tell her to be nice
TXT THREAD
Kelly Feb 27 8:15pm
"Okay I'll be nice. Lol....have you found your way back?"
Jazey Feb 27 8:15 pm
"Yea I'm with blue jacket guy"
Kelly 8:16pm
"What! Same one? omg"
Jazey 8:19pm
"lol =) yup"
Kelly 8:45pm
"omg! is it the same guy?! He good? Blue jacket? omg...I want to see"
Jazey 8:48pm
"yea he's good, he chased me down a run. come find us"
Kelly 9:03pm
"yo good catch! Now we are done and back on"
The night ended with a hug....He gives the best hugs =)
February 27th 2010
Just a regular winter's night. Not expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen. No surprise events just a normal night to enjoy on the mountain. NOOBS!! 3 Noobs and myself guarantee a slow night but maybe it was supposed to happen that way. Noobs are slow...slow at getting their gear on, walking with gear on, strapping up, getting in line, getting on the lift, getting off the lift, getting up after wiping out off the lift, then strapping in and mentally preparing to wipe out again. Tedious night from the get go but maybe the timing would be perfect, timing is everything.
[I cant remember much of the night previous to the first sighting of my "hot guy in blue jacket"]
Waiting at the bottom of an easy run felt like eternity because all I really wanted to do was board nonstop. Trying to spot out my school of grasshoppers I am interrupted by some show off who rips it by right behind me "whooing". If it wasn't for his bright blue jacket, no hat, cute hairdoo and goggles I would have ignored him. Finally Kelly arrives and I tell her "Quick! I think that guy in the blue jacket may be hot! I'm going to follow him to find out"
TOP OF THE HILL
J: Kelly he's 10 o'clock
K: Dude in black?
J: That's 3 o'clock (as you can see we both have silly friends, or mine is sillier...or denser)
BOTTOM OF THE HILL
I tell Kelly I'm sad that the hot guy didn't follow us or come down the same run
Maybe if it's meant to be I'll see him again....and so it was meant to be
...Kelly complaining about Jessica, I tell her to be nice
TXT THREAD
Kelly Feb 27 8:15pm
"Okay I'll be nice. Lol....have you found your way back?"
Jazey Feb 27 8:15 pm
"Yea I'm with blue jacket guy"
Kelly 8:16pm
"What! Same one? omg"
Jazey 8:19pm
"lol =) yup"
Kelly 8:45pm
"omg! is it the same guy?! He good? Blue jacket? omg...I want to see"
Jazey 8:48pm
"yea he's good, he chased me down a run. come find us"
Kelly 9:03pm
"yo good catch! Now we are done and back on"
The night ended with a hug....He gives the best hugs =)
Six
August 27th, 2010.
Happy 6 months baby! I hope you enjoy this. Start from the beginning silly.
-your emuboo
Happy 6 months baby! I hope you enjoy this. Start from the beginning silly.
-your emuboo
Parrots swing... dance
August 13th, 2010.
Did you know that parrots have been seen dancing?
Welll now you know! Don't believe me?
Dancing Parrot
Backstreet boys of all things eh? =D
I was listening to music on the radio and a slow jam came on. Must have been at work. I promise Jazey next time we'll slow dance together. The next time I see her I put on Aerosmith's Don't wanna miss a thing. Shall we dance?
Parrots have rhythm.
Did you know that parrots have been seen dancing?
Welll now you know! Don't believe me?
Dancing Parrot
Backstreet boys of all things eh? =D
I was listening to music on the radio and a slow jam came on. Must have been at work. I promise Jazey next time we'll slow dance together. The next time I see her I put on Aerosmith's Don't wanna miss a thing. Shall we dance?
Parrots have rhythm.
Oopsie! Goldfish memoriieeee
June 30th, 2010.Goldfish are supposed to have a memory that spans only 6 seconds. This however, is a common misconception as studies have been done on this very topic.
Fish had their memory tested by a simple research design that required them to remember which tube to enter to obtain food. This tube was marked with a red light. When the red light location had changed. The fish still entered the tube with the red light. This test was repeated throughout a prolonged time period thereby busting the myth that fish have a memory of 6 seconds.
Anyways, I take my fish out on a picnic. We enjoy the finer foods.. Pasta salad, crappy tasting crutons and some salami sandwiches with some delicious sparkling lemonade to top it off. Mmmmm boy were we hungry. And who wouldn't enjoy the nice summer breeze looking at her all day?
Now what kind of date would this have been if we didn't have any entertainment? We watch kids play soccer at a local soccer net. One team got destroyed.. they had a fat goalie.
Being the goldfish I am, I teach the other how to
project cherry seeds as far as possible. Spitting is not very womanly. And I am glad it is not her forte.Another game I introduce brings back pleasant memories of my childhood. Paper airplanes. I brought along 2 pieces of paper and we design our own models of flight. Unfortunately I do not have any pictures of my award winning airplane. I can however, describe how amazing hers was.
I will do so with a comparison you can try at home.
Step 1 - Obtain blank sheet of paper
Step 2 - Scrunch paper into a ball like you would to toss into a waste basket.
Step 3 - Toss said scrunched paper ball into waste basket.
You have just destroyed the distance traveled by Jazey's flight model. Congratulations.
Goldfish generate great memories.
Burrow burrow burrow!
July 28th, 2010.
Oh the art of archeology. A much desired skill. Archeologists love to DIG! Well technically paleontologists would really like to dig more, since fossils are ALWAYS underground.. anyhoo.
We like to dig. And we do so all the time! North beach, woodbine beach, and even concrete parking lots. We dig everywhere!
Other aminals that dig are - dogs.. badgers.. ground hogs.. and most importantly naked mole rats. I enjoy playing vball with her, as everytime she makes a mistake and sets me too far off, or sets over the net. I know, without looking, that she's looking at me with the 'oopsie!' face. It's okay. I don't mind. I enjoy being able to play with you. Winnings always fun, but just playing and enjoying the game together is enough for me!
Bumblebee bumblebee bumble bee TUNA!
Naked mole rats are sometimes slow, but they have heart!
Oh the art of archeology. A much desired skill. Archeologists love to DIG! Well technically paleontologists would really like to dig more, since fossils are ALWAYS underground.. anyhoo.
We like to dig. And we do so all the time! North beach, woodbine beach, and even concrete parking lots. We dig everywhere!
Other aminals that dig are - dogs.. badgers.. ground hogs.. and most importantly naked mole rats. I enjoy playing vball with her, as everytime she makes a mistake and sets me too far off, or sets over the net. I know, without looking, that she's looking at me with the 'oopsie!' face. It's okay. I don't mind. I enjoy being able to play with you. Winnings always fun, but just playing and enjoying the game together is enough for me!
Bumblebee bumblebee bumble bee TUNA!
Naked mole rats are sometimes slow, but they have heart!
Two bats at the market
July 10th, 2010.
The night market. An asian jam held at metro square in markham. A venue I had frequently visited in the past. An annual occurrence. Much to my surprise when the topic came up and Jazey had never heard of such a thing.
Our night begins with the first adventure: finding parking. Somehow I make a left, a right, a wrong turn? and we end up behind the market on prime real-estate. A short trek through grass and we're right where we want to be.. well only a fence from our destination. We watch others take the long scenic route around this massive brick fence. But simple math reminds me the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. Well sort of straight. We go right over this huge fence, even when Jazey is wearing a skirt. And to our amusement. As we sit atop the fence, another couple tries our awesome strategy, however, they fail. So they have it worst, cut up, tired, and they still gotta walk around the long way. Suckers. lol
Uncharacteristic as it is for bats to roam around, we mosey along between the many many stalls of various asian foods and delectable goods. I stand firm for you against the pushy crowds.
We stop to appreciate the endless wave upon wave of asians crashing into us in such a confined area. The Asian Invasion. A success.
She occupies her mind with cute buttons and some guy's shirt. And together we enjoy sitting on a small fence near the side of a street while eating fish balls and mussels, the refreshing taste of cheap bubble tea, with plenty of ice, night oncrete reverse 6's vball, with us cheering for the underdogs, the nicer team, and most importantly, I relish in her company.
Bats make me smile.
The night market. An asian jam held at metro square in markham. A venue I had frequently visited in the past. An annual occurrence. Much to my surprise when the topic came up and Jazey had never heard of such a thing.
Our night begins with the first adventure: finding parking. Somehow I make a left, a right, a wrong turn? and we end up behind the market on prime real-estate. A short trek through grass and we're right where we want to be.. well only a fence from our destination. We watch others take the long scenic route around this massive brick fence. But simple math reminds me the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. Well sort of straight. We go right over this huge fence, even when Jazey is wearing a skirt. And to our amusement. As we sit atop the fence, another couple tries our awesome strategy, however, they fail. So they have it worst, cut up, tired, and they still gotta walk around the long way. Suckers. lol
Uncharacteristic as it is for bats to roam around, we mosey along between the many many stalls of various asian foods and delectable goods. I stand firm for you against the pushy crowds.We stop to appreciate the endless wave upon wave of asians crashing into us in such a confined area. The Asian Invasion. A success.
She occupies her mind with cute buttons and some guy's shirt. And together we enjoy sitting on a small fence near the side of a street while eating fish balls and mussels, the refreshing taste of cheap bubble tea, with plenty of ice, night oncrete reverse 6's vball, with us cheering for the underdogs, the nicer team, and most importantly, I relish in her company.
Bats make me smile.
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