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Brewery - Alley Kat (Edmonton) Hops - Columbus #notes - citrus, floral, sweet malt

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Beer, for your information, is one of the most delicious things ever.

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Today was a busy day at the cafe, I have one shift a week to keep my skills up and to spend time with fellow Phil & Sebastian employees.  When I got home I started making food for my week.  Almond butter, steel cut oats, random veg concoction for pasta.  I was going to have a beer as is custom during my lenten time, but I'm sitting here not really wanting a beer.  It's strange to wait all week

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Yesterday marked the beginning of the Lenten Season of 2011.  I had a really rough Ash Wednesday culminating with the internets hating me and not working and not allowing me to post.  I was wound pretty tight as I was tired and had a pretty stressful day at work.  Today was a much better day, more balanced with regards to food and energy levels, but it's only 9 or so, and I'm already fading so I

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Hi. A few new things about life. 1. I'm engaged to Michelle Mcleod. 2. I roast coffee for Phil & Sebastian Coffee Roasters 3. Lent 2011 starts in 14 days. Thank you.  I shall be seeing you soon.

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In mere moments, 1 hour and 6 mins to be exact, I will once again become an omnivore.  This day has loomed in my mind for weeks and I have thought extensively about what to eat, when to eat it, how much, how little, why it's good for me.  Questions that all deserve answers, questions that are all burning in my mind, so much so that I might not sleep tonight.   I have begun to realize the scope

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Calgary boasts about many things.  The Stampede, the Bow River,  Chinooks, the Flames (sometimes), and beef.  Of all the cities I could be a vegan in, Calgary is really not the easiest one to explore this type of life style.  However, there are a fair number of alternative thinkers inside these beef filled borders.  I ventured to one such alternative thinking restaurant in search of a filling and

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One of my co-workers, Chris, is an actual Vegan, and has been a source of great knowledge and support during the last weeks.  I recently asked him a few questions to get a better grip on his brand of Veganism.  Enjoy. Q: When did you become a vegan? A: I became a Vegan in May of 2005 at age 15. I was vegetarian for about two weeks prior to switching to veganism. Given my nature to embrace

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This feast day known as Sunday was by all accounts normal.  I spent the morning making espresso based drinks followed by a quick trip to the vinyl store near the shop, followed by the purchase of a Charles Mingus album, followed by a nap due to the exceedingly early morning I had.  After the nap I was uber hungry and was in need of something to give me energy and nutrients.  Enter the following:

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Surprisingly fitting was the fact that I was listening to the Handsome Furs on CBC Radio 3 while learning about why Vegans don't like animal furs or leathers or hairs.  This is one of my biggest contentions with Veganism.  I like love wool (it's true, love is a verb. I wear those sweaters with great pride).  In fact my brother lent me a few sweaters for Lent since I own only one sweater that is

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I nearly shaved, then realized my shaving brush was made from badger hair.  Thank heavens, I hate shaving.

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I have been reading The Year of Living Biblically.  It's comforting to know that my Lenten veganism is trumped by a memoir of a year long adventure.  Somehow it makes it easier for me.  Plus A.J. Jacobs in inspiring me to take some steps outside of my veganish box to actually try and experience how vegans live instead of just restricting the food and clothes side of life.  One thing that I keep

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Two major food wins this past week.  Waffles and spring rolls.  The waffles were a win since I had been reading  a blog called Waffleizer and have been inspired to waffle things.  I forgot that I even owned a waffle iron until I was searching the depths of my airplane toilet kitchen and lo and behold there was a waffle iron.  Victory.  I made a spelt/whole wheat/unbleached flour batter, and then

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The past few days have been a pretty big struggle.  I thought the worse of the cravings were over last week, but I guess they were just about to ramp up to a whole new level.  Since I work in a cafe, I make cappuccinos  (along with a multitude of other drinks) all day long.  The cappuccino is my favorite drink in the cafe, and since it contains milk I am exempt from having it for the duration of

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Yep, true to fashion I imbibed in a bottle of handcrafted glory yesterday during my Sunday Monk beer ritual.  It was tasty, and malty, and dark, and wonderful.  After many different styles and versions, the Belgians really know how to throw down when it comes to well crafted beer.  Knowing that men of the cloth craft and enjoy this beer makes it even more delicious, if that's possible. Today

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Today is a day off.  I went to the bank, walked through some Asian supermarkets, and made muffins.  Generally a grand day, aside from the foolish venture into the supermarket.  Animal products abounding in all forms.  I guess every supermarket is like that.  I have been keeping away from most of the big named grocery stores, instead venturing to the vegan friendly Community Natural Foods.  Not

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Last night I went and visited friends Ben and Mel Hilton.  It was, as always, an excellent time of conversation and cooking.  We even Skyped fellow vegan Lenter Simon Martin in to share the festivities.  Just after I had arrived, Ben announced that we should make spelt bagels, he's been on a bagel kick for a while now.  So we did, and by we I mean he showed me the method and I watched adding only

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This day, Sunday, is the day of the week that I allow myself a deep and rich pleasure that I have abstained from for the rest of the week, a single solitary beer.  Since it is Lent I have decided to work my way through the Trappist beers available here in Alberta.  In Alberta this happens to be beer from 6 different monasteries. Today I had a widely available brew from Chimay, the Chimay Blue.

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As I start to explore the virtues, or downfalls if you will, of Veganism I more or less know the rules and regulations regarding food.  No animal products of any kind.  No eggs, no milk, no cheese, no whey, so more or less no processed food items.  Also, no honey.  For some, it's a matter of your personal preference, for me it's a matter of sticking with the strictest version possible.  Why?  A

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Earlier today I went to an Ash Wednesday Mass at a local cathedral. It was an interesting experience since I have been to only a handful of Masses in my life and am still unsure of what to do where, when to stand, when to sit, when to say things. You know, it's a new experience. The other thing that got me was the homily and the scripture readings. It focused on the reasons behind Lent, and

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As this season of the year approaches it is time for some preparation. I have given up things in the past for Lent, things that I knew I needed to limit or take some time off of, things that are not necessarily bad, but things I knew I would benefit if I slowed down and took some time away. This year is no exception. I have been thinking a great deal about seasons the last little while.

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This past Sunday I had signed up for a 10km footrace in Canmore. Due to work schedules and the Prarie Regional Barista Championship I was unable to rock the race. I did however MapMyRun.com and then Sunday night ran the 10km on my own. I was really hoping to be under 1 hour, but my unofficial Casio time for 10kmish was 1:03:18. After a few days of thinking I think that it is a respectable

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This morning I woke to find myself staring at a clock reading 9:50. I remember the first part of As It Happens: The Midnight Edition, then I woke up. I slept the better part of 10 hours. How is this possible? I'm semi-retired! (for a few more weeks). I then had some coffee, from Phil and Sebastian no less, rode the bus uptown to see about selling my broken car, walked to a 10 speed bike shop

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Just outside my abode there is a hill sloped toward downtown. I walk this hill almost everyday. I love it. On this hill there lives a hawk. I have named him "Hawksley", you know, it just works man. Some may be familiar with the Canadian artist Hawksley Workman. I assure you there is no family relation. I first met Hawksley, well met is a bit of a stretch, I did not shake his talon I

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Friends, I just moved, and by just I mean at the beginning of May.  Anyways, I now live within moments of the Jim Fish Ridge.  This ridge is on the East side of Center Street, and yes that means I live in the NE of Calgary, I wear my bullet proof vest everywhere I go.  This ridge overlooks downtown and it a stellar place to behold the might of the almighty dollar.  I'm not even joking, I can see

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I suggest viewing the following:www.plaidforest.com/europe/europawk1

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Keep reading Spaining to find out about my Trip as it happens.

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I am going to Spain in February.  Follow my journey in preparation to go there.www.spaining.tumblr.com

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A few weeks ago I started working at a coffee shop, well an espresso bar to be exact.  I have for a long time wanted to learn about coffee in an immersion type environment.  I have spent time learning about beer, wine, and spirits, and other beverages, but I have not spent much time, until now, on the craft of a well pulled shot and the art of textured milk.  Mostly I sweep the floors enter

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One of my favorite places to spend time is Saskatchewn.  I went to Eastend this past weekend for the event of thanksgiving.  It was a weekend of sleeping, eating, walking, picture taking, eating, walking, church, friends, eating, turkey, tea, and photos.  Rarely does a weekend yield such great photos, but this weekend was packed full of inspiration.  Tea was consumed in such high quantity that I

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Last night, after waiting since I was 13, I saw Oasis live. In an epic moment of glory, I watched as my childhood rockstar phenoms took the stage after a well timed rendition of "F'in in the Bushes". This moment would soon blossom into a night full of old hits and new wonders. The opening band, Matt Costa, was nowhere to be seen as we, my brother Joshua, Ryan Heagy, and Ryan Healy and I,

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This week has seen my faith in humanity take a beating. The senseless killing of an Albertan on a greyhound bus compounded with the release of a ad campaign by PETA relating this tragedy with the slaughter of animals compounded with the Westboro Baptist Church's activism against Canada by the picket of the funeral of the unfortunately departed

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I have found myself interacting with all sorts of media the last few days. Things like "you tell em Ben"(referring to Ben Harper and his emotional lyrics) and "that Iceland is a beautiful place" (upon viewing the new Sigur Ros film set in their native Iceland). I think I have always interacted with media, though rarely it is out loud and generally contained within my own skull. I do really

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Today I staged a surprise birthday party that I planned myself and had my roommates invite friends for me. It was a splendid time of wonder and beauty. No one had any idea of what was coming, and then I emerged from beneath my bed, it was a glorious moment. But today is the annual birthday post. It has been a great day. The theme has been "fibre". One of my work friends bought me fibre this

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Ever since I was a youngster I have had a fascination with clay and with the creation of something functional from something seemingly nonfunctional. Yesterday I ventured into the artistic world of pottery. I started a class at the North Mount Pleasant Arts Center. This center is located mere blocks away from my house, and as such I had seen the old converted school on my way to work every day

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I sit here, jar of homemade applesauce close by and think of how much I do love applesauce. It is one of those comfort foods that you respond to even after being an adult and eating real apples for the better part of your known life. It is one of those sensations that might linger since learning how to eat solid food. I can taste the apple skin that I missed while peeling the apples. I can

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Let me tell a story about my weekend. I traveled with my friend Andrew to a little town by the name of Eastend Saskatchewan. Andrew and I both live in the bustling metropolis of Calgary, and had agreed that some time away would be excellent. Plus, Andrew needed to go over some wedding plans with his future in-laws. As we traveled down the Number 1 we noticed some lightning off in the south.

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Today was one of those days when it felt great to be alive. I woke this morning to find myself refreshed from the wedding I shot on friday and from a wonderful day of sitting and walking yesterday. I had decided last night that I wanted to go for a ride this morning, but I did not know it was going to be such a great ride. I left my house and traveled around the neighbourhood in search of some

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Today was one of my favorite things. I am currently in the city known only as North Vancouver. I am here on my vacation and seeing friends and generally sitting around and looking around. Buy why today? It was like any other day on vacation, it started with breakfast and a shower. I then left for a little place I, and a few other people, called Deep Cove. Deep Cove is home to many people

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This morning I ventured out into the world at the necessary hour of 8:00. I met with old friend and market comrade Ryan. We met early for breakfast at Nellie's since he would not be joining me today due to other manly plans such as Archery. Ryan and I have, over time, developed a tradition of sorts that involves going to the market and getting the produce for the week. I have begun to really

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I paused for part of my evening at a multi-national watering hole called "Starbucks". It is true that I don't usually patronize corporate America, but when I get lost in suburbia hell while my brother visits his g/f, I visit this shrine to consumerism and the power of corporate America. As I sat there I journaled quite extensively since previously mentioned brother had bought me my favorite

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On this day of Christ's birth I stop to take a moment to reflect on where I sit and what makes this place special to me. I sit in Kamloops, in my parents house. A house where I spent my high school years and a place that I still call home. As I rolled into Kamloops a few days ago, the city did not feel like home as it once did. It was odd to know that the place where I spent so many of my

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One time in the little town of Calgary an old man went on his merry way to work. This man was named Timothy I. Houghton. One time, today, I felt like an old man. Many years have passed since I was born, 23 to be exactamundo. Today was my day of birth. I felt older today then any other day in the history of my life. Now you might be saying that 23 is really not that old, but it really is

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Yesterday was the Rev. Dr. William Franklin Graham Jr.'s Birthday. We celebrated his 88th birthday with our office singing him happy birthday and watching a short selection from a documentary about his life. We then had cake and I was happy. But, you may ask, why is he the subject of my blog, and why is he one of my favorite things. Billy Graham is one of my favorite things due to the fact

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Today I skipped church in favor of beginning the cleansing of all of the stuff that I have accumulated over the past little while. I did much cleaning and rooting though old boxes to clean up stuff that I had little or no interest in and was simply taking up space. Halfway through this endeavor I escaped to the great outdoors with my friend and roommate Jordan. We took a well known path down

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Today marked the day of my first ever casual Friday. I started my new Job at Billy Graham last Monday, and it has been a great experience so far. Today I went to work knowing that perhaps there was a friday ritual of wearing jeans, or perhaps that the Friday ritual was something a little less extreme. I may have even been afraid that I would not be able to take part in the jean ritual, so I

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I just finished watching Mondovino, a film about wine. Wine is also one of my favorite things, but I am not in a controversial mood and its neither the time nor place. Mondovino was a film that consulted some of the biggest names in wine today and attempted to piece together the globalization of the wine trade. In my opinion I believe that they did an excellent job. Though they villianized

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Recently, meaning yesterday, my long lost brother returned from the great beyond of Northern Alberta to grace Calgary with his presence for a few days. Since he is Mr.Money bags these days he flew down from LLoyd to Calgary and thus I was at the airport to pick him up. This got me thinking as I was standing waiting for him to disembark from the aircraft. I noticed that there are two distinct

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Today's post is a break from the otherwise scheduled programming, "My Favorite Things", and is more or less a press release regarding the fact that I recently started a series of Photographs being released on MySpace. The following is the original MySpace blog."This is a break from the normal simulblogging, but I felts that since I have been pestered from day one regarding my lack of photographs

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First of all, Kudos to me for posting 200 times. Second, it may look like Americans are one of my favorite things, but you would be wrong in assuming that. I like Americans, but I like Americanos more. Perhaps a small amount of back story is applicable. One time I was naive and did not know what an Americano was. Somewhere along the way someone explained to me that and "Americano" was really

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Though this story happened a few days ago I will still relate it since BBQs are one of my favorite things, and so are free things so they work hand in hand. I have wanted a BBQ of my own for about 22 years. Granted my parents always had one so that was never a problem to have some burgs or some chicken or steak. But ever since moving away from home I have been burdened with the desire to cook

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This past weekend marked the first roadtrip in Gertrude. Gertrude is my car. It makes noises like a duck and in the spirit of naming things after other things, there is a duck in the film adaptation of the classic Jules Verne novel "Journey to the Center of the Earth". And also one time a girl suggested that I name it Gertrude, so I did. Anyways this road trip was born out of a few reasons.

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As you may or may not know, my new house literally backs onto one of the largest cemeteries in Calgary. This final resting place goes by the name of Queens Park cemetery. The first Saturday that I lived here I went for a walk to get some air and to explore the surrounding area. I was also feeling mildly down since I had just moved and had to say goodbye to dear friends and also my place of

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Today, correction, this morning was a morning of errands. I made myself a list of to-do items and I went on my merry way attempting to get them all done in time for some relaxation in the afternoon. I did manage to get them done, and was greeted with an unexpected feeling of accomplishment. I never really thought about how completing a list of things to do would actually feel good, and when I

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Since moving into my new home I find myself reading more and enjoying the quiet time I have to read. But sadly, for the first time today I found myself drawn to a book, but was mildly ashamed of what I was reading. No I was not reading some sort of romance novel, nor was I reading anime, nor was I reading Wine Spectator, I was reading The Da Vinci Code. I don't fancy myself as a wildly trendy

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Today after slaving for 7.5 hours for the Man, also known as Darren, I went to the world famous Calgary Chinatown. Now imagine if you will a chubby white male making his way through the small hallways of Asian buildings. I thought it was pretty funny myself. I was challenged yesterday by good friend Whitney Saip to go and have some bubble tea since where she lives it is in short supply. Side

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Greetings. Since its been so long I will update you on my life before telling about what I like, driving. The last few weeks have been quite the ride, I have been tired, stressed, sad, happy, lonely, contemplative, and tired. I finally, after many moons of trying to fine a house, finally moved into a new place up in the NW of Calgary. A far cry from my former stomping grounds of Downtown

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It's been a while, and I could blame it on busyness or things like that, and I intend too. I love photography so much that I have considered making it a profitable hobby. Today I started my wedding photography class, and while today was pretty intoesque, I still learned a great deal. I also love photography because it allows me to express myself in a means that is getting kinda rare. In

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The winterwonderland that Calgary usually is has finally arrived with much fanfare and with many accidents. The snow has been falling for the better part of the last week and since the city is close to the mountians and warm winds called Chinooks flow down from the hills makes the city warm during the day, and cool at night, the snow has melted a small amount during the day and then freezes

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Don't worry, I have not decended into the parallel universe where all I read is comic books, or watch only marvel films, or anything of that nature. Though I would never read marvel comics, I did gain a small amount of respect the other night when I myself became one of the elite, one of only a few people in the world, a true dyed in the wool Crime Fighter. It started as a normal night working

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Today was a day of glory. Well the first few hours were sweet then I had to head to work. Work = not one of my favorite things. Breakfast on the other hand is one of my most enjoyed experiences. This morning I had the joy of partaking in breakfast with my good friend, and former roommate, Jordan Didier. We enjoy having breakfast together on occasion, and we also like going to a place called

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I sit in my room this eve with a steaming cup of steeped tea. This particular tea is named "Burbon Street Vanilla Rooiboos". It is great. I really quite enjoy tea, its so soothing after a long walk, or after a hard day, or at the beginning of a new day. I have enjoyed tea all my life since both my parents drink tea, but it was a few years ago that I really started to have a passion for a good

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I just returned from a walk that featured the Mighty Bow. This walk also gave me reason to comment on why walking is such a favorite passtime. I find that there are a few types of walking, and without being technical I have decided to label one type as Productive, and the other as Non-productive. The first, productive, is the type of walking that people do when they walk to work, or get

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Contrary to popular belief or legand, I am not Oprah nor Julie Andrews, though both women have things they are fond of found in list form. Rather I am a 22 year old male who seeks to elevate some aspects of his life do to their significance, enjoyment, and overall gloriousness. So for the next few days, weeks, and/or months, I will be sharing with you what I hold dear, what I enjoy, and what I

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I just stepped off the elevator after visiting a friend a few floors below. Now usually the ride on the elevator is decent and harmless, but today the ride was almost unbearable. Well pretty much the only thing that was wrong was that the elevator smelled like a strange mix of body odour, pork sausages, and something from asia that I couldent really put my finger on. Anyways the smell is still

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So basically I am sitting here in Calgary only days after the glorious Holiday we call Christmas and there is no snow on the ground. I mean there is nothing on the ground, save for the ground itself. If I was a hippie and into new age things I would question Mother Nature, but since the biggest foray into hippydome is that fact that I wear Birkenstocks I would ask the creator and contemplate if

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A few things to comment on while I am on my break from answering phones. 1. I never felt like I lived in a ghetto, which I dont really do but this weekend It felt like it. On my way home from the wine store I came up to my building and was greated by broken glass everywhere. Some dudes, though it could have been girls since they were Mikes hard Lemonaide bottles, had been throwing the bottles

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Friends, before you think that I have devoted my life to hockey and will forever watch and gauge my mood upon the outcome of the sport, let me explain the title of the blog. This eve I went to my weekly wine class, where I won a bottle of win for basically doing the best job of selling a bottle of wine to the class, after this glorious ego boost I went out and headed to the wonders of Canadian

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Dearest friends, its been a while since I have shared stories, thoughts, and oberservations. So enjoy this installment for you may never know when the next one will be. First I must thank Jon Kramer for his dedication of an entry to me. You can see this entry HERE. On with the blog. This previous friday I traveled to the ugly city of Edmonton to view a musical concert put on by some friends

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Dear friends and other readers of these words, I am now 22. I feel a little older, and though I don't feel it sometimes I guess I am getting a little more mature. However this blog today is all about tradition. Once a long time ago on the exact same day and month, but a different year, a young buck by the name of Tim decided to share feelings and observations with the world. This decision led

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I noticed something only a few minutes ago. I went to visit some friends who live in the same building as me. I had just wanted to ask a question and to see what they were up to. I walked in and they were all sitting around watching the moving picture box. I stood at one end of the room and asked the question, I was looking for a ride to the soccer game tomorrow, and they dident have a

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I got my voice back, but it feels kinda shakey, so I think I will take another day off work so that I dont lose it again. Some preventitive rest in view of my precious voice. Over the last few days I was reminded of how useful the voice actually is. It was hard to communicate what I was feeling, or what I wanted to do, or how something affected me. It was hard to even watch a film without a

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Yesterday was a random day, let me tell you about it. I got up and had a mildly sore throat, which is no big deal since I just have some tea and get on with my day. So I went to work which is basically me talking on the phone all day. About noon I felt as though my voice was getting strained. I had been drinking water all day and eating Fisherman's Friends. Now I am neither a fisherman, nor

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I sit here in the comfort of my home, high above the city of Calgary, and in the next room I can hear the Beatles singing about an animal that is not too nice to look at. Yes they are large and in charge, but so are other animals. So I ask myself why did the Fab Four choose to sing about a Walrus? Was it their animal of choice due to the fact they had just seen pictures of a coastline

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TWU Votes NoGood or Bad, will find out and comment in the comming days.

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As I write they count ballots for the strike which I previously mentioned, this strike being good for me since I get good shifts and good co-workers. If the vote goes through then I will be welcoming back to work those who have been yelling and verbally abusing me for the past few months, I feel as though there will be tension and awkward moments for weeks to come, but thankfully I wear

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Today is a glorious day. I got up, went to church, saw the mountians crystal clear on the horizion, and then had lunch with dear friend Connie and now am sipping Earl Grey tea and enjoying the crisp air and the warmth that Iron and Wine are playing on their guitars. Yesterday I had the privilage of seeing live music from the famed Canadian Artist Leslie Feist, also known just as Feist. Her

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Today was a decent day. I went to work, stocked some shelves, had some lunch went to a tasting and then stocked some more shelves. What do you mean a tasting? Well what I mean is that a co-worker and I went to a place where all of the people selling wine get together and all open bottles so that people like me, who sell the wine, can see what it tastes like. Its a grand experience and I

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Dear faithful readers, I am sorry. With that out of the way I will now tell you what the deuce I have been up to for the past month. I have been working at a shop that specializes in the sale of fermented products made of grapes. Its a great job and I am learning a great deal about something that is so very fasinating. For a while I felt that I should hide that I worked at this type of

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I havent left my apartment in a few days, well that isent totally true, but I havent left the building in a few days. There are many people whom I enjoy within these walls, and also there is food in my cupboard so I wont go hungry, not to be confused with Hungary, which sends a great deal of wine to Calgary and almost all of it ends up at a store I work at. Anyways, I have noticed lately that I

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Now I am not an expert on what is kosher and what is a blatent disregard for human dignity, but when there is an elevator stopping on your floor, it is natural to allow a period of time for the person on the elevator to get off before you get on. However, it seems as though there are many people in the fair city of Calgary who do not like to follow this simple piece of decent human behaviour.

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Let me tell you a story that involves the last few days of my life. Usually my life is pretty dull and boring, but this past weekend it was quite the opposite. Saturday I found myself out of my apartment at 8:15am getting ready to to garage sailing for hidden treasures. I found a bunt pan, actually 2 of them, they were so cheap that I bought two, and then another pan of smaller porportions,

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Lately I have been waking up at a decent hour, lets say about 8:30-9, and have been doing some exploring of neighbourhoods around downtown. Today I went and got myself a Starbucks blended creme thing and headed East. I walked past this historical house named "The Lougheed House". It looks pretty cool, but it was expensive to go and check out the inside so perhaps I will go a little later when

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This morning I was awoken by a phone call that told me that just outside my building there was a beautiful sight called a "Stampede breakfast". It was people in cowboy hats flipping pancakes and sausages. Also it was free. I went and indulged my craving for Aunt jemimiah syrup and processed meat. Not only was this breakfast about those two things, but also there was fruit in a sugar sauce and

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I was woken this morning, like the previous few, by the sound of jackhammers pounding the parkade across the street. I can't see what they are doing, but it seems as though they are distroying a great deal of the concrete in the parking area. Sometimes I really dislike living downtown, its noisy, your never alone, its hard to see the stars, and concrete is depressing. Though sometimes I really

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I have discovered that since school ended any little thing makes me happy. For instance. Right now I am listening to the new Oasis album titled, "Don't Believe the Truth". It is catchy, well written, and well rockstared. Its music makes me happy, and that counts for something. I also got myself pizza this eve, which also made me so happy since I like pizza and I like Oasis.

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Yesterday I made a sandwich which I think Joey from the TV sit-com Friends would have been proud of. It had 3 kinds of meat, chedder and mozzarella cheese, tomato, lettuce, mayo, mustard, Christmas relish (made by my mother), and 12 grain bread. It was this colossal sandy which I ate while watching Friends thus dedicating my monster lunch of goodness and essential nutrients to the famed Joey.

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I finished reading Blue Like Jazz by the acclaimed Donald Miller. It is an excellent read, one that might challange your way of thinking about spirituality, and might ruffle some feathers, but I think that the journey is well worth the read. It feels good to read at my own pace, and for nothing other then self improvement, not that reading during the semester was not improving self, cause it

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Today I awoke to cloudy skies and a warmness in my heart. I had a shower came back into my room to sit down and have my morning meal and my daily dose of Friends. I looked out to South Calgary and thought that it seemed even more cloudy then when I had left to take my shower. I looked a little closer and the clouds were swirling and then I realized that they were not real clouds, but that it

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Today it has snowed on and off for the past few hours. I don't understand this city at all. I wish that it would be more predictable, but at the same time it is a trait that garners much attention in the media so for that I am happy for Calgarys unconventionalness. I also graduated this past weekend. It was so glorious to have the family out including my immediate family as well as some from

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I just finished my final final exam of all time. Also this morning I watched as white smoke poured from the chimmney, and thus a new Pope was elected. I also watched as he was announced to the crowd and then heard thousands of people cheering. What a glorious day. And now off too coffee with friends, and home to watch movies and enjoy the joy of being out of school.

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I am currently working on my final AUC paper, and its a fight to keep working on it, but I can see the light and am ever warmed by it's glow. Yesterday I also recieved an e-mail from a prospective employer telling me they would like me to go in for some pre-employment testing. I have been told by a friend that this is good news, and it is a step in the right direction. So with my spirits being

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A quick note before I head back into my paper. I just got back from this thing we at AUC like to call Beggars Feast. It is a night of worship and word usually once a month. This month it was on a Saturday and that was kinda odd, and lots of people did not come, which is unfortunate since it was really good. I went with a great deal of weight on my shoulders from all the stress that I am

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This eve I played at Tehillah, it was a good experience, loud and in charge, and we were called Rock and Roll Worship. It was great. I should be working on trying to graduate so I will inform you of my life in a few sentences with appropiate descripitve words. I was sad when the Pope died, stressed with all the papers I have to do, happy that soon I will be graduated, stunned by the Calgary

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Its been quite some time since I last shared what was going on. And as a close to my day of paper writing I will share some thoughts which are kinda old, but still thoughts. Many things have happened in the last little while. The biggest thing being Youth Conference is over. And after a successful weekend of musical playing and leading worship for tons and tons of teens I was very tired and

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Today was what is known as the "day of prayer" for the upcomming Youth Conference. And since I am in the band leading worship for this Youth Conference I spent today leading worship. It was a solid day of such things as prayer and singing and free food. Then I came home and was stepping into my building when a guy held the door open for me. I said "thank you" and he said "anything for a

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I like Pink Floyd, but not half as much as I like Oasis. Speaking of brick walls, I hit one, metaphorically speaking of course. I have 41 days until I graduate from AUC and am a free man. What seems to be the problem then Tim? You are almost there. Well the problem goes by the name of "complete non-caring". And by that I mean I don't care really how I finish the year, if I make it past the

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Yes indeed this is a day of Glory. First of all the day was pretty much shot besides the article I talked about a few hours ago, but then the most amazing thing happened. I was going for a walk, and was attempting to find a female to accompany me on such a walk, walks with women are generally quality, but could not rustle up a walking partner so I walked alone, which is also fine since I have

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