Thursday, April 14, 2011

sometimes I hold my phone up to my ear and wonder why it isn't dialling. 

sometimes I forget to dial...

Monday, April 11, 2011

many things

wut uuup homeslices?!

it's been a while, eh? so many things have gone down! and I've been really bad about sharing them with you. let's rewind, shall we? (we shall!)

wait. I changed my mind. we're just going to list it up. i like a good list. they're so simple. (no comments from the peanut gallery, pleaseandthankyou).

many thing #1.
school has commenced! I'm a student again. and, despite one evening of pre-first-day doubts, it's going really well. why was I worried? school and coffee are the only things I know how to do. they're the only two things I've ever done. it took about ten seconds for me to remember how to do the school thing, and now, BAM, I'm back baby! 
art: i'm really good at it...
things that are comical: brooke in drawing classes. yep, classES; plural. oh dear. sorry art world, I'm going to just completely obliterate everything you've worked so hard to build. but in 10 weeks, I'll have moved on. please be patient.

brooke's rule for school (and hopefully one day for life): don't compare yourself.
very important. very hard to do sometimes. head down. focus on being your own very best and not better than the girl next to you. life lesson. i've caught myself a couple times looking over at the next person's drawing or painting or photoshop and smacked myself. people might start avoiding sitting next to me. that'll make it easier for me to focus on my own work. 

many thing #2. 
i moved! this is technically March news, but since I missed out telling you about it, you get it here. it's been a month here (here= right next to the beach. close to work. easy walk to the bus to school. WIN) and it's going swimmingly. did i mention free laundry? baller. (I think I've said that about free laundry before- it really is the best deal goin').

many thing #3.
it's weird not being the traveller. so many of the people I hold near and dear are on the road these days. and I'm not going anywhere. weird role-reversal. don't worry world, I'm comin' for ya in 2012. 

many thing #4. 
this corner of my bread is stale. AH stalebread aftertaste. foul.

many thing #5. 
winners!
you're currently reading the blog of a member of the UNDEFEATED metro van women's soccer team. after one heck of an exhausting weekend, a couple Sundays ago, we won the cup! WAHOOOOOO. I would like to take this moment to thank the very dedicated fans who had to truck it to Surrey for the game. some came from as far as Seattle. that morning. oyvey long drive.

many thing #6. 
back to america this weekend. my international lover is flying in. and I need new running shoes- win/win, really. 

many thing #7. 
I saw TWO bunnies on my run the other day. AND! SUNRUN this weekend youguys! get excited. running! downtown Vancouver! with 60,000 of your closest buddies.

many thing #8. 
blackhawks. round one. may history not repeat itself. (I refuse to comment any further- sport gods are verrrrry fickle. don't piss 'em off). also- Nashville's in too. go preds go! 
but- in case you missed it, MayRay scored 2 in our 2nd last game. 

many thing #9. 
ben came to visit. we recorded a rap album. we're h-core. don't mess.


great beats. 
i've been listening to lots of the same things over and over. most are not new to you.
everything's not lost (coldplay). summer young (rascal flatts). on your porch (the format). hymn to freedom (oscar peterson).

THANKS. BYE. 

OH LIFE; IT'S BIGGER. BIGGER THAN YOU.
AND YOU, ARE NOT ME.
BOW-CHICKA-WOW-WOW (matches).
HA HA!




Wednesday, March 16, 2011

love. if.

hey kids! 


this is a freeform (free-form?) post. sans draft. i can't promise quality. but let's give this a go shall we?


i've fallen in love
photo not actually taken while running.
well, i guess i've technically RE-fallen in love. with running. we've been fighting recently, and i was worried that it would never end. this has happened before. it's always ended. but you never know if this time will be different... in the end, it wasn't. we're back and better than ever (not true). and i'll admit, this quarrel was entirely my fault- a lack of commitment on my part. i wasn't putting in the time and it was coming back to bite me (never fails). so after a couple of 'drag-yourself-out-the-door-because-you-know-deep-down-you-really-do-love-it' runs, i had a *brilliant* run. (side note: do you always picture the world *brilliant* accompanied by stars? oh. yeah, me either...). it was long and it was slow and it was pouring rain (thanks vair much vancouver). but it was great. it was my favourite route. it was an uncrowded afternoon. it was me and my ipod and some happy graffiti and canada geese and some dog walkers. (are you imagining a parade right now? i sure am). lame story short; it was great. 


today at work one of my very favourite people came in. well. ok. one of my very favourite people i don't actually know anything about. he's a regular. and he's great. example: last week i was working on my own and allofasudden it was mad busy. big line-up. annoying customers. ugh. and 3/4 of the way through the line was mr. one of my very favourites. he gets to the front of the line, just as my head is about to explode and says "alright, ready now? just breeeeeathe." and made me take 2 seconds and re-group. and we got through it. it doesn't sound like much, but you know what, it usually doesn't take much to make someone's day better. think about it. 


holy shamoley! i start school in 2.5 weeks! for real though. not chicago-style. i got my schedule and my ID today. and i am excited! except i have to take drawing. do you know me? i can't draw real things to save my life. cartoon cows? sure. hearts, stars and horseshoes? no big deal. i've even knocked out the odd clover and blue moon. real life "art" drawing? wish me luck. imma need it. bad.
i drew this.


today i took a long drive. into another country (america..dur). after stopping at timmies of course (canada-side). i'm 2 and 2 at roll-up. coffee and donut. am i the only one who is reluctant to actually cash-in on their winnings? i just want to stockpile them and probably never use them. that's silly, isn't it?


i'm currently sitting in my friend's place, waiting for her to get home from work. there's a chance i stole a beer. and also a chance i found a book called "if questions for the soul" sitting next to me. here we go kids..


if you could have more faith in one thing, what would it be? 
the toronto maple leafs.


if you were to elect one animal to be the symbol of goodness, what would it be? baby turtles


if you were to propose that every person in the world do one thing every day for 15 minutes to better the world, what would you have them do? 
smile. :)
MARTI!? IS THAT YOU?!


that's probably enough for now, eh?


exciting news! HELLCATS IS SHOOTING DOWNTOWN VANCOUVER. i know this because my dad sent me a text telling me so. it's how we roll. 


really fabbity fab songs:
i don't care (darius rucker ft. brad paisley). i won't let go (rascal flatts). make you feel my love (adele). constellations (jack johnson ft. eddie vedder). rebecca deville (mason jennings). down south (tom petty).


watch this. love it. thanks.


alright. one last thing: tanner glass? now invited to the bbq. and rapidly moving up the list of fave canucks. come on! he fights bears AND plays scrabble?! wow. actually. i'm going to go ahead and put him in a solid second place. mayray will always be first in my heart. (until weber becomes a canuck. or a vancan...).


i bid you adieu.


we all just wanna be big rockstars.
trust.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

why you'll love wisconsin.

Hi kids. 

Do you ever wonder about the people you're flying over? Like what kind of farm is that? How long does it take them to drive from their house to town, which from the air looks like a couple centimetres, but in real life is obviously slightly further…? Or where all those trucks are going? And what they're carrying? I always default to basketballs. It's the only thing that makes sense.

my neighbour katie
1) I went to America again. Just can't get enough (not always true). Wisconsin though, this time. A little fog, a little sunshine, a lot of snow, a lot of driving, a little running (probably not enough.. but whatcha gonna do?), some cows, some horses, some highschoolers, a lot a lot a lot of laughing. And some TSS time (thank you again neighbs!). And now, I feel like I know Wisconsin pretty well. It is awesome. Seriously. Chock full of real, great people. As well as really great people. You'd like it. I know you would. And really- beer and cheese? What's not to love? 
eff youuu walker

1.5) Milwaukee airport= awesome. After you clear security, there's a recombobulation area. Sheer brilliance, if you ask me. 
I'm always the one strolling out of security in my socks, loaded down with my laptop, jacket, bag, belt, blahblahblah, getting redressed at a random gate. 
But not in Milwaukee. They designated an area for me! Chairs, a table/counter, out of the wayness. Yes! (picture to follow)

2) Big news. Rollup the Rim started yesterday! BEST MONTH EVER! I love you Tim Hortons. So much. 

3) A story….

Once upon a time there was a girl. She and her roommate were both runners (her roommate moreso- definitely h-core), and one day her roommate introduced her to a blog. A boy's blog. Also about running. And a little bit about life, too. 

A couple months went by and the girl kept reading the blog, even as she and her roommate were packing up their lives to go their separate ways. Life was calling them in different directions (they are still very much joined at the keyboard though). The girl was going to Chicago. A new city, a new country, a new school, a new chapter in life (which actually turned out to be more like a new paragraph in life… chapter would be very generous given the amount of time actually invested in it…). And it was a hell of a ride. Ups and downs and further-downs. But, as fate would have it, the boy from the blog was also going to be in Chicago at the same time. 

Early one blizzardy morning, after pep-talking herself into it, the girl set out to meet the boy. She figured, worst-case scenario, at least she'll get a run out of this. There wasn't really a best-case scenario in mind at the time. As much as she sometimes wished it was, she knew her life was not a movie. It would be a run. Maybe a coffee afterward. It would end there.

But then, it didn't. Something clicked. A little click at first. A hey-you're-fun-to-talk-to-let's-be-friends click. Somewhere down the line it became more. The girl and the boy became Brooke and Ben. Ben became a reason to visit Wisconsin. Wisconsin became four days of laughing. And talking (but mostly laughing). 
hardcore runners...
And, despite my fair share of general-life-awkwardness (think staring-at-floor-while-Ben-speaks-to-large-groups-of-people or reading about remote imaging instead of paying attention to arriving flights...), it was effortless. All of it. 

Let's be honest, you all probably know of Ben, either through me or through his blog. Are you going to get all kinds of gushing and gossip and details out of me? No. Is he the same in real life as he is in his blog? No. He's better. So much better. 

Songs that all the cool kids are listening to: Jolene (Zac Brown Band). Felt Good On My Lips (Tim McGraw). Exitlude (the Killers). Heart like Mine (Miranda Lambert). Lasso (the Band Perry). I Want to Hold Your Hand (the Beatles). Lake Fever (the Tragically Hip). 

If you ever get the chance, fly Frontier Airlines. They give you free, fresh-baked cookies. How is this a bad idea? 

4) other things I did in Wisconsin: paper store: Milwaukee 3rd ward- SO COOL. Glass fusion- I pretend to be artsy, lots of fun. Wine night- never fails. Protesting- stand up and be counted! 

Ladies and Gentlemen, we have started our descent into the Denver/Portland/Vancouver area (most ridiculous flight plan ever). At this time please ensure your tray-tables and seatbacks are in the upright and locked position. It is now time to return any of your carry-on luggage you may have used during the flight to the overhead bins or under the seat in front of you. Thank you so much for flying with us. Have a great day.

EAT YOUR VEGETABLES.
HUG YOUR DOG.
tug nose. <3


Friday, February 11, 2011

burrs and borders and lifethings

HAY GANG!
Wut up? What's shakin'? Whateva.

Well now that that's been taken care of, let's talk about me a little, shall we? 
I went to America again! Just for a night though. Not an attempt at relocation. It was high time I saw some Laurens. So I picked one up at the ferry and we breezed through the border (unexpected), gobbled up some Panera (amazing sandwich, side of cookie? YES PLEASE.) and we went to Laur's to stir up some trouble. (mission accomplished). 

Seeing as it was a gorge, sunny day (a winter rarity), we headed for the GREAT OUTDOORS. Well. we went downtown. But the outside part. (Great Outdoors always sounds naturey, no? I didn't mean to lead you on like that…sorry). We hit the sculpture park- very cool. We did a LOT of deep, interpretive thinking. By which I of course mean we pretended to be boxers. And trees. And stuff. We wound up strolling along the waterfront, and happened upon a woman walking a black bear on a leash. No big deal. Wait… read it againWOMAN. WALKING. BLACKBEAR. LEASH. (admit it, I just blew your mind a little). 

Alright, then we trekked up the hill to Froyo land. It's this newfangled place. Where you pour (?) (serve?) (pull?) your own froyo and can mix & match & layer flavours. I obviously went straight vanilla. Well. Actually. I wanted to try this other flavour, that I can't currently remember the name of… it was greyish? I think it had a 4-letter name? Anyway. It came out way faster than expected. So it kind of contaminated the vanilla plan I had going on in my head… BUT to counteract the _ _ _ _-ness of it all (froyo flavour people, get your minds out of the gutter and back in the game), I drowned it out in nerds and sprinkles. Froyo's better when it crunches. And is rainbow coloured. (it's true and you know it). From there, our excellent adventure took us to Safeway. Wine. Pizza. Salad-in-a-bag. Smartfood. Safeway; Ingredients for a Gongshow. But seriously- we got a $26 bottle of wine for $9! This is awesome for TWO reasons- 1. WINE. in the GROCERY STORE. (one reason I wish I still lived in America. one of the very few reasons- gas prices= another reason. holy crow). 2. $17 off?! that's HUGE! Thanks, Safeway. 

So from here, the night spiralled quickly into ridiculousness. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. It was great. GR8. Grate. Lalala. 

if I'd really been thinking..
this would be the right way round...
This morning was leisurely. There was some peanut butter and some poptarts (not together. yuck.) and some sunshinnnne. We took a quick spin through the mall. I got a SUPERCUTE journal. SO EXCITED to ramble on about nothing on really really cute paper. Woo! Then it was time to point our noses north. It was a perfect day for a drive. Or napping, if you're Lauren. So I silently drummed along to the radio until we got to Burlington, WA, where we made a very necessary refuelling stop. Coffee and fries what?! When we got to Peace Arch (border) there was NO ONE THERE. Not one car in front of us. Not one car in any of the lineups. This has happened to me once before. It's boggled my mind both times. You should try it. Mid-week, midday border crossing. All the cool kids are doing it. 

And that's that story basically. I returned Lauren to the ferry, expected to hit insane (in the membrane) traffic, but that never happened (win!), got home, chatted up the fam, and well.. here we are. Oh. This happened too..
Brooke (at sink doing dishes): Isn't particle theory a fascinating field of modern science? 
Braden: I just looked over and saw the thermos drying… I thought you'd washed the coffee grinder. The electric coffee grinder. And I was like 'BROOOOOKE'
Brooke: Give me SOME credit here. UGH.

Note: My mom is sick. It's sad. It's a cold. Don't worry. But she's also kind of out of it. So I lent her some NeoCitran…"this cures heartaches". No mom, it cures headaches.

Reading the obits again. Just can't get enough. "…after a lifelong struggle with medical issues as a result of being backed over by a garbage truck in his kindergarten year". WHAT?!

The best dresscode ever (in the history of the world): mountain casual. basically; SMELL CLEAN.

Noticed: The lights in the library are nearly blinding. They seriously don't want you falling asleep in there. I was in there the other day, pretending to be a spy and hide out from enemy spies. I felt like I got a bit of a tan. Which will help with my disguise. 

Things I need your help with… just one thing really. K, ready? It's big. 
We're going to make this a saying. 
_ STAR
And you replace the _ with ANYTHING. i.e. someone is eating cauliflower- you would say "CAULIFLOWER STAR!" (in a really excited voice). Or if you see someone buying a Cadillac, you go up to them, pat them on the back and say "CADILLAC-BUYING STAR!". Try it. Make the world a better place. Make it a thing. For me. K?
THANK YOUUUUUU<3

USE THE FORCE.
ELEPHANTS NEVER FORGET.
BLOG-READING STAR! (real world example)

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

goldfish quickie

so, I'm sitting on the floor in the basement, surrounded by boxes- unpacking, sorting, recycling, garbaging.. you know, the whole "organize your life thing"... I found things I thought'd disappeared forever (lovefuzzy blanket, rainbow coloured sharpies (!!), a couple loonies, magazine ads) and a couple things I sometimes wish would disappear forever (now we're talking mostly unfortunate pictures circa grade 9).

I also unearthed this *gem*.
The title will give you a good idea as to what was going on in my life at the time it was written. As for the actual content.. who really knows? Ready? Here we go...


Brooke Hanna
Computer Science 100
University of Victoria
Victoria, British Columbia
fantastic. follow instructions. include the question [my best guess? exam review class]

     Once there was a goldfish. The goldfish lived in a glorious aquarium in the South of France.  The goldfish did not live alone, he lived with a red-gilled rogerdaily fish.  Together the two fish would float around the aquarium and dream of quantum physics and elephant nutrition, mind you they never discussed their thoughts.  Not that they couldn't, they simply preferred to maintain a distant and somewhat strained relationship.  Often the owner of the aquarium would have to go out of the country to meet with other dignitaries and people of excellence, however, every so often, the owner of the aquarium would open his home to visiting elite and host lavish and extravagant balls.  On one such evening, a very powerful man found himself standing next to the aquarium with only his gin and tonic for company.  This powerful man was the ruler of a small but wealthy nation located in the region of Micronesia, so he was rather comfortable being near water.  In fact, since his recent and unsettling divorce, he began to realize that perhaps water was the only thing keeping him humble and partially sane.  It was not long before a beautiful young girl, standing across the room, recognized the powerful man from a magazine article which she kept on her polished mahogany nightstand.  The beautiful young girl stole away from the monotony of the company she was keeping and swept across the room and stood next to the very powerful man, keeping her eyes fixed on the goldfish.

Years later, long after the goldfish and the very powerful man had passed on from this life, the beautiful middle-aged girl stumbled upon an invitation while she was tidying her desk. The [and here ends the story].

To answer your questions.. Yes, for realz. No, I can't tell you what happens next. I can speculate that class ended, but that's all you'll get out of me.  And yes, I am currently seeking a publisher, we're going BIG-TIME baby!

Save a horse.
Ride a cowboy.
Always tell the truth.

totally unrelated but pretty sunset the other night.

Friday, January 28, 2011

toast, thumb-holes and photo booth

Riddle me this; is there anything that smells better than cinnamon raisin toast? I have yet to find something. As an added bonus it reminds me of Ikea… so I get deliciousness accompanied by visions of clean lines and fun names. 
riddling...

So I missed maybe two soccer practices earlier this month, and now everyone calls me Tory. Tory's the new girl. I've been there since the summer. COME ON GUYS! Ok, it's actually mostly the men's team that calls me Tory.. but still. Interesting side-note; my parents almost named me Tori (avec an I- classy stylz), but did not (obviously). 

If I were designing clothes, all sweaters would have thumb-holes. They're brilliant! 10 points to whoever came up with that scheme! 

thumb-holes= more convincing moose
Life update: we're in the rebuilding phase now. Hurricane Brooke is now just a memory. Soccer's back. Work is slowly coming back (hayyy thurr coffeelovers! i love youuu). Running is getting back on track (it's being spiced up with some mermaiding and futbol-ing, so it's not where it was before Christmas, but it's more varied). The department in charge of longer-term plans is also making progress; I start school April 4th, here in Vancouver (we're going to assume they love me and accept me…). Watch out world of graphic design- I'm going to talk you in circles and probably make laser noises at you (you've been warned).  This department is also looking into the housing situation. So, if you stumble across any ballin' 1BR places in Fairview or Kits, holla at me! (PLEASE)!!

The other day on the bus, there was a man sitting in front of me. In shorts, socks, sandals and a hawaiian-print t-shirt. In January. Suuure it's been up to 15 this week, but is there ever a right time for hawaiian prints? Imma go ahead and say no. I will give him props for being ballsy enough to rock it. Plus I feel bad just ragging on a total stranger. 

Essay-writing tips; stay away from Sum 41 while trying to write an application essay. It's hard to focus when all you want to do is tear it up at a grade-school party

We like to drink our beer/water/chocolate milk from a mason jar. Mmmmhmmm hmm hmm I love this bar/place/kitchen table. (Toby Keith with a little help from yours truly..).
i swear i'm not wearing a turtleneck

I was reading the obituaries yesterday- which really sounds more morbid than it is, some of them are really fantastically written and make me wish I had met the person- and came across an obit for an older man- a BC guy and football player. I guess once his team got to play at the old Empire Stadium (where the Lions used to play), and that was included in his obituary. It got me thinking how something that seems so small and insignificant to everyone else, can mean so much to one person. That day was probably one of this man's defining moments (we've all got 'em), and yet for everyone working at the Stadium, it was just another day at work. Life's funny like that sometimes

Vancouver's been engulfed by a cloud. A rain cloud actually. A perfect day to curl up on the floor in front of the fire with some Blue Rodeo, Simon & Garfunkel and a book.  Have I mentioned how much I am loving doing nothing with my days? I keep waiting for it to get old.. I mean, I don't usually even like spending an afternoon in West Van, and now I'm just so happy to be here.. it's been an unexpected turn of events, that's for darned sure. 

Exciting head's up! Saturday, Feb 5th is coming up soon! It's International Ice Cream for Breakfast day! Totally legit. I know I'll be celebrating with a heaping bowl of mint chocolate chip. Looks like Christmas has some serious competition for my 2nd favourite holiday spot. 

Ever have those times when you're working away on your computer, then something in real life will grab your attention? And as soon as you're out of the zone, you actually start to listen to what's been playing in the background? That just happened. I Need Love by N*Sync is blasting. When it happened earlier, it was the Eurythmics. Embarrassing. 

You may have noticed the striking similarity between all these pictures.. my new sweater, photo booth and I were having a grand old time together. Please stop judging me. kthnx. iloveyou.

ROCK! (it's what we're all about.)