Belly's Rumblings

I seem to have been tagged.

2005-05-27T17:06:00.000-03:00

The lovely and talented Cali girl passed this on to me, so here are my answers...

Total number of films I own on DVD/video:
When Cali Girl and I got married I inherited a lot of Disney movies, up until then, I would say I owned about 25 or so.

The last film I bought:
I bought 3 at one time the last purchase made...all for kiddo. I can't remember the last movie I bought for me, maybe the reissues of the Star Wars movies with the new stuff added in. Last ones for kidlet were Shark Tales, Harry Potter, Good Boy, and Cheaper BY The Dozen

The last film I watched:STAR WARS: REVENGE OF THE SITH

Five films that I watch a lot or that mean a lot to me (in no particular order):
1. Princess Bride, probably my favourite movie ever.
2. Grease, seen it a bajillion times, still like it.
3. Life Of Brian, still remember my sister and I literally rolling off the couch watching it.
4. Shanghai Noon, this is a weird pic, I list it because I know that Cali Girl did not want to watch it, but she sat through it just for me, and turned out to like it a lot. The moment sticks in my head more then the movie.
5. Porn

Total volume of music files on my computer:
Nowhere near what I used to. Had to get rid of about 8 gig worth when the computer started acting funky. Now they are all burned on MP03 cd's

The last CD I bought was:
its been so long i dont remember. I am a burner. I was a mixed tape maker before that.Maybe the soundtrack of Grease.

Six songs I listen to a lot or that mean a lot to me:
1. More Today Than Yesterday - Spiral Staircase, The first time ever I had a "song" with Cali, or really with anyone
2. Amazed - Lonestar (wedding song #1)
3. I Could Not Ask For More - Edwin McCain(wedding song #2...yes we had two...one each)
4. Angel Eyes - Jeff Healy, because it sums up how I feel everytime I am with Cali
5. Good Morning Beautiful - Steve Holly
6. The Distance - Evan and Jarron, because it was once the worst song ever when Cali and I were apart, and now it signifies how we over came the distance

Five albums I can listen to over and over from start to finish - Greatest Hits dont count:
This is very tough for me. I have always been a mixed tape kind of guy. I raely listen to more then a couple of songs by one person at a time.

1. Pretty much any broadway musical sountrack
2. Pretty much any 80's mixed CD
3. Pretty much any 60's mixed CD
4. Pretty much any old country and western mixed CD
5. Anything by the Beatles
Albums I have listened to a lot in clude - Broadsword and the Beast by Jethro Tull, GLass Houses by Billy Joel, Up and or Play by Great Big Sea, and my new mix CD of BOwling For Soup, but that is kind of a greatest hits thing.

Which 5 people are you passing this baton to Most of my Blogger friends have been El Kabonged, so I will let it die on my end. LOL...I am too nice.

Should I sit through Sith

2005-05-23T19:07:00.000-03:00

Cali girl and I are going to the movies tomorrow night. My mom is in town for the day and instead of having a lovely dinner with her, I am forcing her to babysit for us. Aren't I a stinker?
So, my question is, should I go see Revenge Of The Sith? CBC showed Phantom Menace, and Clone Wars in the last few days and now we are primed to go see it. I hope it doesn't suck.

So any reviews?

How did you find me?

2005-05-18T08:31:00.000-03:00

Cali recently installed a site meter on my blog. While looking at the results on it yesterday, I discovered that I could find out how people came to stumble into my little corner of the blogiverse.
It didn't surprise me to see that some of you got here from Caligirl's blog *waves hi*, also a few people found me from the replies I had left on other people's blogs.
What did surprise me, and make me laugh, was the fact that a few people found me because my blog popped up when they were searching for stuff...well it was more what they were searching for when they found me that made me laugh.

Three people found me because they were searching the terms supper and dinner. This is because of my post down there where I explained why Cali, and everyone else who thinks dinner is the evening meal, are so very wrong.

One person found me because if you type in the words what kind of shampoo does sarah michelle gellar use, I am the #7 result that shows up. I have used all those words in different posts, and they didn't put the search in quotes. I hope they enjoyed themselves, but I don't think they got the info they were looking for.

Two people found me because they searched "bald is beautiful". My post about me shaving my head lured those cueball lovers here.

Someone else got here because of the same post, but I don't think they were looking for the same thing...they had searched shaved bald beautiful, with no quotes. I have a feeling it wasn't heads they were looking for.

While that was funny, Cali had a creepy one. Someone searched, with no quotes, father daughter sex. Since all those words are in her blog somewhere she popped up. Ugggghhhh and may I add ewwwwwww.

Please reply and let me know how YOU found me

What a long strange trip it's been (warning...long post)

2005-02-05T15:28:00.000-04:00

Over on Cali girls blog http://caligirlpei.blogspot.com/ there was some discussion on whether or not I would have moved to California, and how she ended up here in the great white north. I am not sure if either of us has ever completely explained out how we got to where we are. so, sit back, grab a drink, and listen up...Belly's is going to tell you a story of the olden days.

Picture it...PEI...December...2001. Oh I know, it seems like for ever ago. Bush was president, cars were powered by gasoline, and man still wasn't living on the moon. I was single and had pretty much settled in on the idea that I was going to be single well if not for ever, at least for a long time. I used the internet a lot to play games and maybe even look at the odd semi clothed woman, but I had no intentions of ever meeting someone online. I knew it could happen, but I really didn't think it could happen to me.

As I often was, I was playing trivia on www.paltalk.com when I first met caligirl. She was Kinky Elfette then, since it was close to Christmas. I was hosting a music quiz, and she was in the room playing since her normal room had not opened yet (a perfect example of the butterfly effect). I am sure I flirted with her..I have been told that I am a huge flirt. I think I am just friendly...since it is my blog, we will say I was friendly to her.

Well, apparently she liked my voice and we started flirting, I mean being friendly, in private chat. We both felt a connection even though niether of us were looking for a romance at the time. Private chatting led to yahoo video chats, and then to hours long phone calls. Much to both our surprise...we were falling in love.

Cali had planned a trip to the north east of the USA in February of 2002, but she changed her plans and came here to visit me instead. I was very excited and also very touched that she trusted me enough to come all this way. Finally the big day came and I picked her up at the airport...well, myself and two female friends of mine that she had spoken to online picked her up. I don't drive, and I wanted her to have a little time to get comfortable and see I wasn't a pervert...well not more of a pervert then she already knew anyway.

When she got there she took a nap, and then I took one and she almost killed me. I had been living alone a long time and so I wasn't used to anyone else being there, plus I had never in my life been woken up by someone touching me, it was always by calling my name. SO, when she touched me to wake me up, I nearly had a heart attack. lol

She got to stay for 12 days, including Valentines, and we had an amazing time. I took her to a romantic valentines dinner and bought her roses. she told me that even after being married 14 years that was the first time anyone bought her roses. I couldn't believe that she hadn't been treated the way she deserved to be, like a queen.

After 12 days of -30 degree temperatures, near heart attacks, karoke, surviving my weirdo friends, and hours of just being together...we realized that it was right, and we both wanted to be together.

At that time Kidlet was seven and kidlets father (aka asshole) was still living in California. So I told Caligirl that I would be willing to move there so as to make it easier for kidlet. Very shortly after she returned to Cali (putting her on the plane was the hardest thing I ever did), asshole decided to move to the east coast and give up all rights to kidlet. Since Cali wanted a change, and with my physical restrictions, we decided she would move here. We further decided that when kidlet got out of school for the year, I would fly out there, and we would drive back here together. 3600 miles in a car in August...if that didn't end the relationship, nothing would.

So five plus months of planning, crying, and generally doing what long distance couples have to do later...it was time for me to fly to Los Angeles. The flight was uneventful, but that quickly changed when I touched down. There had been a last minute change of plans...originally kidlet was with family my first two days there as Cali had to work her last two days. But that fell through, so I was in charge of kidlet...I knew I was going to be a dad, just not that quickly. :-)

When we all got to the hotel room, I took a shower. Since I didn't have kids, I didn't realize that your stuff isn't private when you leave it sitting around. When I get out of the shower Cali girl is laughing and trying to be angry at kidlet all at once. You see...we didn't want to do the proposal on line or on the phone, so all though we knew we were getting married, I had never actually asked her yet. While I was in the shower, kidlet had rooted in my stuff and showed her mom "the pretty ring she found"...so kidlet actually gave cali her engagment ring, not me.

The rest of my stay there was great...kidlet and I hit it off, and to this day I couldn't love her more if she was my birth daughter. We all went to museums and all kinds of places doing family things.

Later on Kidlet stayed with her grandma and Cali and I went to Las Vegas... kind of a honeymoon in advance. It was awesome. She loved showing me all the sights, and we had a great time just hanging out.

The drive home was tiring, especially for Cali as she did all the driving, but there were so many beautiful things, and little moments of joy, that I wouldn't have traded it for any number of flights. As a matter of fact we are driving back there this summer for vacation.

It is now August 2002 and we have arrived in Canada...two weeks before our marriage date. That's PLENTY of time to plan. LOL

Most of the stuff from here on, you have probably picked up on Cali's blog... Delays galore in immigration stuff. Ups and downs, and a few sideways...lol. But as I look back, I realize that I am happier, healthier, and so much better off then I was before that kinky (and beautiful) elfette happened upon my little slice of the internet.

Happy Valentines day Cali Girl. I love you. I love you too kidlet, although I doubt you will ever read this.

The great what you ate debate

2004-11-29T20:34:00.000-04:00

Cali_Girl and I have an ongoing "discussion" over whether or not the evening meal is dinner or supper. She feels it is dinner, and I say it is supper. Of course I am right, but there are times when the evening meal is classified as dinner. So I thought I would do up a handy checklist to let you know what you are eating.

10. If you are wearing a suit it is dinner. If you are wearing a shirt that passed the "sniff test", you are having supper.

9. If you were shown to your table by the Maitre D', then you are at dinner. If someone yelled "Get it before it gets cold", you are having supper.

8. If the background music is supplied by a string quartet, then you are eating dinner. If the background music is supplied by your kids singing "this is the song that never ends" over and over AND over, then it is supper.

7. If it is candlelit it is dinner. If it is lit by Seinfeld reruns, it is supper. I know it is called a TV "dinner", but it is still supper.

6. Golden chandeliers equal dinner. Golden Arches equal supper.

5. If you are taking your wife out dancing afterwards, then it is dinner. If you are taking out the garbage afterwards, then it is supper.

4. If your server asks, "Would you like wine with that", it is dinner. If your server asks, "Would you like fries with that", then it is supper.

3. If you are supplied with more then one of each piece of cutlery, then it is a dinner. If you can throw your cutlery in the garbage when you are done, then it is supper.

2. If you are in a ballroom, it is dinner. If you are in a church hall, it is supper.

1. If you are eating with your in-laws for the first time, it is dinner. If you are eating with your disciples for the last time, it is supper.

To give Cali_Girl her say...She says the evening meal is only called supper if you are eating at your grandparents house.

So there you have it...a definitive guide to dinners and suppers. Of course, I could just say it is supper unless you are from away, then it is dinner. I hope this helps any of you who were struggling with exactly what meal you were eating.

Use the comments section to tell me what you call your evening meal.

The Incredibles was...well...incredible

2004-11-12T20:45:00.000-04:00

Me and the missus and the kidlet all bundled up last night to go and see The Incredibles. It was well worth the price of admission. The voice over work by Craig T Nelson, Holly Hunter, Jason Lee, Wallace Shawn, Samuel L Jackson, and some kid actors I never heard of, was excellent. The animation was all you would expect of a Pixar movie, and then some. The story was a little bit more adult oriented and darker then most Pizar stuff, but there was enough flash bang stuff to satisfy anyone. The basic plot would actually work well as a live action comedy or even drama. Fifteen years ago Mr Incredible saves someones life and in the process, injures them. After he is successfully sued, a host of other lawsuits for damages drives all superheroes into a witness protection scenario. Now there is villainay afoot and no superheroes.
There were laughs aplenty, and at 105 minutes for the main feature alone (IMDB lists it at 115 minutes, but I think that is with credits and/or the short feature. The main movie was 105 minutes by my watch), it was longer then most animated fare. The candy sprinkles on top of this sundae of entertainment was the five minute short shown before the main feature. If you thought the "Bird on a wire" short that is on before Nemo was funny...you ain't seen nothing yet. I would give this a solid 8.5 out of ten. I liked it better then any of Pixars previous movies. Even ahead of the spectacular Bug's life.
If you are into promos, you will get one for the simply beautiful looking Polar Express, and five minutes of heaven for geeks like me...a promo for the next Star Wars.

As a side note, 4454 people have given it a combined 8.6 out of 10 on www.IMDB.com ranking it 119th of all their movies

Go see this movie...now...right now!!!
Then come back and tell me what you thought of it.

I am very huggable

2004-11-06T08:59:00.000-04:00

Give me a try on my new hug-o-meter.
*big Canadian bear hugs*

Have a great day.

Should I see the grudge?

2004-11-04T18:43:00.000-04:00

I am a big Sarah Michelle Gellar fan, but I have heard a lot of negative things about "The Grudge". If you have seen it, please let me know what you think of it.

Thanks so much.

Another article: Bald is beautiful

2004-08-04T22:04:00.000-03:00

As most of you are aware, I had my head shaved recently. As Kevin, and all the other recently bald people, can attest, being bald takes some gettingused to. There are some major plusses to it though. As a matter of fact, I can think of ten things that are good about being bald. Isn't that astunning coincidence?

TOP TEN ADVANTAGES OF SHAVING MY HEAD.

10. Now when my friends set me up on a blind date, they tell her to look forthe "bald guy" instead of the "fat guy". I am not exactly sure why that is a good thing, but they insist that it is, and they are my friends after all.

9. I am saving a fortune on shampoo and conditioner, but that is mostly off set by the money I spend on wax and on the electric head buffer I bought.

8. Considering the size of my melon, I have been able to rent it out as advertising space for Public Service Announcements. Remember to recycle.

7. If someone attacks me, I can strategically place my head to reflect the sunlight into his eyes. Darn, now that everyone knows that, they'll be gunning for me at night.

6. If at all possible, I am even more handsome than I was with hair. I know what you're saying. Machiabelly, how can that be true? I know it is hard to believe, but just look at me.

5. I can now light a cigarette without fear of spontaneous combustion. No, I don't smoke, but you can never be too careful with spontaneous combustion.

4. Showering is now a lot quicker. Not just the quicker washing and drying time of my head, but I don't have the chore of getting the hair out of the drain. It will probably put a hold on my plan for a "Museum Of Hair Ball Statues" though.

3. With the loss of my bald spot and receding hairline, I now look about ten years younger. Which of course means I look like I am 19. Hey! Stop that laughing! Meanies.

2. I no longer look a thing like those wanted posters, and travel in other countries should now be a breeze. I mean I would look nothing like my wanted posters. If there were such things. Which there aren't. Really.

1. I no longer have to worry about getting parts of my meals stuck in my beard. There is nothing worse than putting your hand on your chin in astudious way, and dislodging a chicken wing. On the downside, now I have to get out of bed to get a midnight snack.

Well, there ya have it. My hair is starting to grow back in, but I think I may shave it off again, if for no other reason than to make this editorial accurate. See you around work, and sorry for any reflected glare that might get into your eyes.

Another past article: Age is a number

2004-08-04T21:51:00.000-03:00

As I sit here, it is only 9.5 hours until June. Even though the forecast high for tomorrow is only slightly north of frostbite territory, the first of June always seems like the start of summer to me. It probably started when I was a kid, back then it was when I could start using days instead of months or weeks to countdown the time remaining in school. As I got older, it was when I started using days instead of months and weeks to count down until when women started wearing their summer fashions. I know that a caterpillar shedding its cocoon to become a butterfly is a beautiful natural wonder, but it does not compare to when the women of PEI put away their parkas and break out the shorts. At least it didn’t to me as a young single man, now I don’t even notice the difference. Really! Now it is when I can start using days instead of weeks or months to countdown when kidlet will be out of school, so I can start dragging her to the fun places I want to go, but tell everyone I go to only for her. Most of all though, the first of June now signifies the start of the 4 months of the year when I am only one year older then my wife, instead of two. Her birthday is on May 30th and now for four glorious months our ages are only one year apart. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not stupid, I know that I am the same number of days older then her now as I was in May, but oh what a difference it makes when you see those ages written as years and there is only a difference of one.
Do you remember back when you were a kid (I know that is a long way back for some of you coughcoughkevincoughcoughcharlescoughcough) and if someone asked you how old you were you always responded “three and a half” and once you were in the same month as your birthday, you just rounded up to the next year. Now when someone asks me how old I am, I say 38 and will continue to say 38 until 9:00 am on the third of October. Plus, I curse the fact I was born so early, if I had been born at 11:59 at night, I could have a whole extra day at 38. Have you noticed that no one is ever “38 and a half”?
Another way of expressing age that I don’t use anymore is months. It strikes me funny that parents still use months once a baby is over a year old. “Yes, she’s big for her age, she’s only 27 months old”. No, she’s two, not 27 months. I think if you do it over a year old, you should have to do it forever. Which means that I “am big for my age, because I am only 452 months old”. Ewwwwwww no, I can’t be 452 months old! Holy cow that sounds a lot older then 38 years old. 452 months, 14,031 days, 336,744 hours, and more minutes then I care to count. Anyway you slice it, it still adds up to a lot of time, but I am still only one year older then my wife.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE!!!

Big money wooohooo

2004-08-03T21:20:00.000-03:00

This is the first of a few old newsletter articles that I wrote, and am now going to post.

Woohoo, after ten years of playing, I have finally won the 50/50. $472.50 richer, that’s me. Now the burning question is; how will I spend all that money. I have thought long and hard on this, and I have come up with ten different ways to spend it. I bet you are shocked to no end that I came up with exactly ten reason, aren’t ya?

TEN WAY TO SPEND 50/50 $$$$$

10. Beer, gin, and coolers for me and for the scantily clad women at the club. No, wait, I am married now, I can’t do that one.

9. A weekend trip to the casino in Halifax. Yeah, gambling, partying, just blow it all in a weekend. No, wait, I am married now, I can’t do that one.

8. A new surround sound DVD player and speakers. Wait, I am married now, but I might be able to do that one, if I call it home improvement.

7. A brand new, hi tech web camera. You know, so all the ladies I am chatting with can see me better. No, wait, I am married now, I REALLY can’t do that one.

6. Complete my Howard The Duck special collectors edition, limited press run, hologram covers, comic book collection. No, wait, I am married now, I can only do that one if I can convince my wife it is for our daughter. But then I will never get to read them myself, so I guess not.

5. I could invite my friend Brian to Summer St. Barz for 472.5 games of pool. No, wait, I’m married, I can’t do that one. Plus Brian is off on paternity leave, so he may be busy, and I really didn’t want to lose 472.5 consecutive games of pool anyway.

4. I could afford to put personal ads in all the maritime newspapers. No, wait, I’m married, I can’t do that. Besides, I was never THAT desperate. What do you mean I was that desperate? Meeting someone online is completely different then the personals. Really.

3. I could buy a whole lot of “art” films. No, wait, I am married I can’t do that one. Well…I probably can do that one.

2. Tell everyone here what I really think of them, quit, and flee this place never to be seen again. No, wait, that’s when I win the lottery, not the 50/50. Heehee, that was a joke, I love all of you, my job, and this lovely city.

1. Pay my cable, phone, and electric bills, put some on my credit card, and buy a bike for my stepdaughter’s birthday present. Wait, I’m married now, that is definitely what I will be doing with it.

Now, before all the women start booing and hissing when I walk by (and all the husbands whose wives tell them to), I cleared this article with my wife. Believe it or not, she married me because of my sense of humour, not in spite of it. I was sure she had married me for my looks, but when I told her that, she just said “see honey, you are always making me laugh”. That’s a good thing, right? Right? Anyone?

So, let's see how this thing works...

2004-05-18T20:24:00.000-03:00

Testing testing.

This is my first attempt at a blog, so it will be boring. All I want to do is find out how it works.
I suppose I could do some things to spice it up...

TEN THINGS I COULD DO TO SPICE UP MY BLOG

10. Hire the Spice Girls to advertise it. It's not like they are doing anything anyway.

9. A disco ball.....everything is better with a glitter ball.

8. Get Siegfried and Roy to do a show...be sure to wear your iron collar.

7. Crackers and spray cheese. Since it is my first blog I will put out the good snacks.

6. Prepare to oooh and ahhh at the beautiful ice scuplture. Ahhh crap, it melted. I know it looks like a lump now, but it was a swan. Really.

5. Have a buffet with someone carving up a roast. Anyone know how to get in touch with OJ.

4. Slide show of my trip to the Grand Canyon. Everyone loves slide shows.

3. OK ok the slide show was a bad idea. But I know how to spell fun P-I-N-A-T-A Well, of course it is F-U-N but...you know what I mean.

2. Where is everyone going? You don't like pinatas or slide shows? Man, tough crowd. Ok...I got it Spin The Bottle. Come on ladies, you know you want to. Hello. Ladies. Anyone.

1. Well, all I have left is strippers and beer. Now I know that isn't enough to keep everyone interested.

Have a good night everyone. I trust you enjoyed yourselves, and I hope to see you all again soon.