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.