Month: January 2012

As a fan of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, a student of the Ferris Bueller philosophy and a happy Honda CR-V owner, I can’t help but approve of this promo spot for the CR-V starring Matthew Broderick.

Titled as found. Now I’m a little bummed out.

This is a great family project: a dad, his kids, some home instruments and one of the best synthpop tunes ever written.

Return to the Capital City

I don’t know if the Rideau Canal looks like this right now, but Ottawa is damned cold this time of year. However, it’s the home base of Shopify, where I hold the title of Platform Evangelist, and I make it a point to try and regroup with my team face-to-face every six weeks or so.

I’m due for another visit, so I’m going to be in Ottawa from late morning on Monday, January 30th to late morning on Saturday, February 4th. If you’re based in Ottawa and want to catch up while I’m there, leave a note in the comments, drop me a line via email or send me a tweet at @AccordionGuy!

Home Security

A number of people have asked me if it’s such a good idea to post on the blog when I’ll be away from home. For many people, doing so is a bad idea, but in my particular case, it’s not so bad because:

• My line of work – tech evangelism, or basically being the company’s schmoozer and spokesmodel – is one where it’s better that people know where I’m going to be, so they can catch up with me. If I’m not communicating, I’m not earning my keep.
• My building has the best possible type of security team. Yes, there are security guards, but that’s not the team I’m talking about. The team to which I refer is so good that they catch all sorts of wrongdoing: they’re grumpy retired people who like to watch the lobby cam channel on their TVs. Not only are they good at catching suspicious-looking characters loitering about the building, they’re also good at catching residents breaking the rules. I once got nailed by them for trying to bring in a big piece of furniture without first booking an elevator (and thus getting the padding put up on its walls) – and I was doing so after midnight. Hell hath no passive-aggressive fury like the members of a condo owners’ board.

Found via George “Captain Sulu” Takei, comic by Gary Varvel.

Okay, it’s supposed to be a play on the old “There are starving children in China” line, but the architecture, low table and bonsai tree are actually Japanese. Still, it’s a good joke.

And hey, all us southeast Asians look alike, right?

My camera has been slowly dying since it flew out of my pocket and crashed on the asphalt after my spectacular crash on my first midnight bike ride last summer. Luckily, suburban Tampa is jam-packed with big box stores that were offered the exact same model (Canon Powershot Elph 300HS, the little camera that could) at dirt-cheap prices. While looking about the stores, I snapped photos of products on the shelves that amused me.

“No more bending to clean your feet,” the package promises. And to think, all this time, I’ve been bending over like a chump. If I ever end up in prison, I’m definitely going to order these.

If you’ve always wanted a Snuggie but didn’t like the way they make you look like a member of a religious cult, Forever Lazy is for you. Instead of a robe, it’s oversized pajamas that come with matching slipper socks. Like the Snuggie, it has a hood to keep your head warm; unlike the Snuggie, it features a zippered back hatch so you don’t have to choose between staying cosy and pooping.

There’s nothing that can’t be given the Hello Kitty treatment.

Here’s something that you can get in Florida that I haven’t seen in Ontario: booze and mix, in one package, ready to pick up with you and take to the party. The Jack and Coke combo is a classic…

…although Jack and Coke in a can may be taking it a bit far. After all, the recipe is so simple that the name of the drink is the recipe.

“Rye and ginger” is a common cocktail in Canada, but I confess I’ve never thought of mixing Jameson – a whiskey, so it’s related to rye – with anything.

Over in a section of the store that I’m surprised wasn’t marked with a giant sign that read “GIRL DRINKS” was a giant shelf of Pinnacle vodka. I’d never heard of this brand before; it seems specifically for people who like drinks with names like “Chocolate Choo-Choo”.

As you can see in the photo above, they have cake-flavoured vodka. By “cake”, I assume they mean that it tastes like “yellow cake”, like Cold Stone Creamery’s “cake batter” or Marble Slab’s “birthday cake” ice cream flavours.

There’s also a whipped cream-flavoured vodka, whose silliness can only be topped by…

…chocolate whipped cream-flavoured vodka.

I think that there’s no better way to close this article than with the Kids in the Hall skit titled Girl Drink Drunk: