Inhuman Condition is OUT

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Hey! Everybody!

After waiting what seemed like an actual eternity, my supernaturally talented brother’s supernatural webseries, Inhuman Condition, is HAPPENING! AS I TYPE!

This is the series trailer! HERE! Up there! Please everyone I encourage y’alls to click on it and have a peek. I’d love as many people as I can shout at to see it! It stars Dr. Weir from Stargate:Atlantis which is exciting for nerds like me.

Here’s a rundown:

In a world where the supernatural is known but scorned, werewolves, “walkers” and beings with supernatural afflictions attempt to live normal lives in human society. Many are closeted. Few are accepted.

To help them fit in, and to navigate the problems in their lives, they come to Dr. Michelle Kessler. A therapist by trade, Kessler is equal parts strong and empathetic, providing her patients a safe space to explore and understand themselves in a world where losing grip could put their families at risk. Self-hatred, alienation. The burdens of carrying impossible secrets. The struggle to feel human.

Created & Written by RJ Lackie

With
TORRI HIGGINSON (This Life, Stargate:Atlantis)

Here is the first episode of the series, each episodes about 8 minutes long. I’m sharing this one because they are like chips, you cant have just one. Anyway. My heart is filled with excitement and pride, and Im so happy to share this with everyone!

 

 

Wild Berry Princess

Good evening, CHUMPS!

I kid, you’re not chumps. You’re ok in my book, pals! You’re a squirt of A1 sauce on the medium rare steak of my life! Im pretty tired… and we had steak for dinner, so.. topical..

uHMmmm.. so yeah. Stuff.. Yeah.. Well, Ive been taking the dog for lots of walks. Sometimes on these walks I see cool things and stop to take mostly-blurry pictures of them with my phone while Sweet Pea impatiently stomps her feed beside me and/or pees on the thing Im trying to photograph…

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No pee on these! Just rainy dew drops! Some pretty little wild strawberries. They were so brightly coloured that my phone had a hard time registering the berry.

WILD BERRY!! *guitar solo*

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So. Cute. AND delicious. Sweet and sour, like a tiny little strawberry punch in the tongue. Sweet Peas favourite food is, well, dog food, but her second favourite food is strawberries. When I buy them she is allowed one special perfect berry, which she covets. Its not that Im greedy and dont want to share, its just that more than one and she gets Surprise Strawberry Squirts in the hallway. SO, when we found strawberries just laying on the ground her little doggy mind was blown.

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Look at these nice irises. These are wild Irises called Blue Flags, and they grow all over the East Coast. They are complex and brightly coloured and seem like they are dressed way too fancy for the dinner party with the rest of the weeds.

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Lupins in the warm glow of a sunset is my preferred view of life. If I could just paste this picture to the inside of my eyelids and see it whenever I blinked.

OH I FORGOT TO TELL YOU. Last week, I was walking by the pond here, by these lupins but on the other side, and there was a loon swimming around. And then, a bald eagle took off from the shore beside it, sailed over the loon, over me, and to the ocean. It was the most majestic thing I have ever witnessed.

+5 Majesty Points

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Sometimes instead of turning left out of our driveway for our walk, Sweet Pea go CRAZY and turn right to walk down to the little beach. One time Sweet Pea pooped on the beach and I picked it up into the biodegradable doggy poop bags I bought. But holding a bag of hot poop was hampering my artistic style while trying to take inspiring shots of the ocean, so I chucked it into said ocean. I was like.. its biodegradable, it will just disintegrate, its not really littering. But then it just bobbed around there on the surface of the water. It was just me, and Sweet Pea, and an accusatory bag of poop alone on the beach at sunset. And I felt like the worst human garbage. My 7 year old self, who was a member of the Environment Team anti-littering squad at my elementary school, was shocked and appalled. Wow, that feels good to get off my chest. Why is my 7 year old self being so judgemental anyway, I know what she did with all those boogers when she thought no one was looking. YOU’RE NOT BETTER THAN ME, INNOCENT CHILD SELF!

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Anyway, check this out. Kinda pleasent, no? Very pretty. Much nice. Totally worth ruining the ocean for.

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This is Sweet Pea refusing to smile for the camera. She is the worst model.

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So it’s Canada Day long weekend! Usually that means nothing to me because we always just work. Work work. Work. But not so much work now! Well, we worked, but AFTER work we had enough chutzpah left to drive out to the beach in the dark of night and light off some fireworks!! My budget was $50, which got me 6 fireworks. One was called Purple Passion and had kisses all over the dynamite tube. We planted them in the sand and one at a time fired them off into one, giant flowering explosion. It lasted about 45 seconds, but it was a wonderful 45 seconds. Sometimes thats all you need, is just a few minutes in a week to do the one thing you want to do. It was beautiful. Then we drove home and I made midnight chili cheese hotdogs. YEEEAHHH!

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I take it back, she is a *Super Model*

Scoff

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Uhhh so I wrote this blog WEEKS AGO. Like, 3 weeks ago. Before Marie went to Ontario to visit CB’s parents, she cooked up a bunch of fish cakes and fried up some  crispy caplin and even got a few lobsters in. Cooked in sea water, they were salty sweet & delicious.

Then we had like.. all of the leftovers… So CB got creative and made us an epic lunch.

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Here we have some hash made of the pulled caplin meat. White bread, lobster meat cooked up in butter, potato salad with peas, mustard pickles, lobster liver, and salt fish cakes.

OH. BOY.

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Can you taste that through the screen? Amazing.

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Then we boiled up the leftover lobster bods and made a lovely lobster stock. One cold evening we will made a lobster risotto with it.

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Our fox friends got the leftovers of our leftovers.

Anyway not much of a blog but it seemed a shame not to show off such a fine lunch spread.

 

TOOTLES!

Joony Blumes

 

Hi there ho there

Maybe I need to change the reason behind this blog. It has existed primarily so that my family can see what Im up to while Im busy working. So that my mom knows that Im alive, mostly. But now, I am not working so much, and I have the ridiculous luxury of being able to call my Darling Fam every damn day if I want. And by dandy, I DO! Now that means they already know all the junk Im doing. Which means, I have no blog material! EEE!

It will have to go back to being a selfish blog again I suppose, just serving as record for myself. I like looking back through time to a random date and seeing where in the world we were and what we were eating there.

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Its been foggy butt-shit weather out for the last week or so, providing us with copious amounts of wet laundry but zero pretty sunshine pictures. One day last week after work Sweet Pea and I took a walk through the woods and I took some pictures of weeds for fun.

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Can’t leave home without my trusty coyote-smashing stick! SMASH MASH!

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All kinds of creepy pale horror-movie Swamp Thing looking ferns coming up in the bog. Looks like something a dinosaur would munch on or something.

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Scary but Beautiful looking pitcher plant gargling some swamp sweat, waiting for dinner.

Just through the patch of forest you come out onto the barrens. This is a flat, loamy area with some short shrubbery and whatnot. Lots of interesting plants growing here. Juniper, spruce, labrador tea, caribou moss, lily-of-the-valley, blueberries in blossom. And those little fluffball looking flowers. Cute.

I was having a fine time crawling around in the mud taking pictures while SweetPea zoomed all around me panting like a maniac. Then I heard this strange sound, like a cellphone vibrating. “Thats odd,” I said aloud to nobody but a blueberry bush. “…” said the bush back. I took another couple of pictures before the odd sound turned into this low rumbling moan and then I was like.. uhhmmmm… well, its not a bear, or a moose, or a wolf or coyote or some kind of poisonous reptile or murder turtle so Im not very worried. But thought maybe I should head back just in case. I hollered at Sweet Pea to come on now, and she jingled over to me and we headed back to the yard. The sound following us all the way, and my heart was racing, as I got ready to use my coyote smasher on this invisible menace!

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Safe back at home. I took this picture of a flowering tree in front of Joan’s house that looked kinda nice. Later when CB got home from the diner I told him about the weird sound. He said right away that it must have been a bobcat! Cool. Later on that night Sweet Pea had the cat, Chrissy, trapped under the layzboy and you know what.. that cat made the exact same sound! Only smaller. Totally rad.

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Sweet Pea and me having tea on the front porch waiting for CB to get home. After our walk in the woods Sweet Pea still had too much energy and ran away on me. I tracked her down in the car, kidnapped her off the street and drove her down to Gull Cove Road. There I opened up the door and kicked her out. I drove to the end of the road with her racing after me. The old girl went about 30km/hr the whole way! Good way to tire her out some.

Forget-me-nots and narcissus flowering in the garden. Those narcissus are over 60 years old.

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Picked some flowers for the table.

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Nan made fish cakes for dinner. On toasty bread with chow and a cuppa tea. So niiiiicccceeeee…

Alright thats enough for now, time for sleeping.

G’night Kara From The Future, hope everythings going well and you didnt peak eating fishcakes and picking tulips xoxoxox

Frong Snogs

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Took Sweetpea for a walk. Came home, drank a beer and wrote a sloppy poem about how gross spring is. There ya go.

 

Slugs sewn though wet grass
like thick strands of satin ribbon
flapping around in my flip flops
thwap thwap thwap
regretful squishing on my toes

June bugs buzz, fat and hard as rubies
THK THK, they collide
put my hood up, hide my hair
scarab bastards wont get in there

Along the highway
Gravel crunching under foot
like dentures on hard candy
Jeepers chirping car alarm love songs
(they’re fucking in the ditches…)

Dog jumps at trucks barreling by
Hey! Be nice! Stay Down!
Poop bag swings wildly in hand
Pendulum of doom

Lonely loon serenading nobody
A sad, panicked howl over the lake
Hell-oooooo?
Google “Loon Calls” and hold out my phone
You’re not alone!

-Definitely not fucking Wordsworth

 

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Darling Buds of May

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Hi buddies!

Its been so so long since Ive written a blog. Usually that means Ive been working too much or depressed (or both!), but not this time, by golly. I’ve just been busy doing good stuff. Life stuff, house stuff, dog stuff, family stuff, love stuff, nature stuff, food stuff, that kind of stuff. Adult stuff!

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We have gotten a lot of Shit Done in the last couple of weeks and it feels good. We sorted out things like insurance and licences for various things, registering vehicles and getting health card crap. We saved up and bought ourselves a washing machine so I don’t have to spend my evenings fastidiously spot washing buttercream stains off my work shirts and re-wearing my socks until their are stiff as dicks. We also bought a very small counter top dishwasher, because that is an area of adulthood that we routinely fail at. We both just hate dishes so much and it often is a point of contention. So now we sleep in a bed that isn’t just a mattress on the floor, we have a $20 robot who vacuums our house for us, a little machine that magically cleans our clothes and dishes AND clean water AND heat all in the same place at the same time. It feels nice..

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3 months ago I started a blog with some Life Goals which I never finished.. so not really off to a rip rollicking start there. But here it is:

I have been mad craving Russian food for some reason so I was really into the idea of making the Russian salad Herring in a Fur Coat. The picadillo vainica is a South American dish of ground beef and green beans that was delicious and will definitely be something we make often. I made pork fried rice for dinner one night that was such good junk food. That butternut squash pasta recipe I have been dreaming about was pretty meh. The Sup Mang Tay is a delicious Thai soup with French influence that was so lovely for lunch. And we had lobster for mothers day with Marie which was such a great day.

Ive been walking most every day with Sweet Pea after dinner. Its so nice to spend an hour outside while the suns going down, listening to the robins and frogs chirping their spring time love songs. The heavy perfume smell of trees and flower coming into bloom. Even picking up the dogs poop is nice because at least it wasn’t in the house!

 

 

Ive definitely mastered French macarons, having made a thousand or two since I wrote that, and I am learning how to do fondant cakes and loving it. Work has been a bit rougher than Id like lately and I was thinking of quitting. But I sucked it up and had a good long talk with the boss lady about what I need and what we need to do better on, which I always find so hard to do. It went well, so I think things should sort themselves out. We will see.

CB dyed my hair magenta, turquoise, blue and purple. It was pretty rad.

And my garden is started!

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They are big enough to transplant, just waiting for the morning frost to pass before I get these babies into the ground! My nasturtiums are looking hardy so they have already made the move to a pot outside. Actually I think its an old metal water or milking bucket or something.

I have been spending 100% more time outside than I have in the last couple of years. CB and I come home after work and play with Sweet Pea out in the yard and then lay down and have a little nap on the mossy lawn. The black flies are out now though, so its hard to lay peacefully on the grass without having to blow blackflies back out of your nose every 10 seconds.

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So far we have a few plants coming up outside, but mostly just beautiful daffodils which apparently the smell of which work Sweet Pea up into a psychotic frenzy with a thirst for human blood. Ah, Spring Time.

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OK because of our slow ass internet this blog has taken about an hour and a half to write, so long past my Attention Span’s point of no return. I leave you with this poem about daffodils, because I hate you.

Lolz kidding. You’re alright.

Love, Kara

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils
– Wordsworth

 

 

 

Gull Cove Road

Hola mis pequeños frijoles! A poem:

Spicy, spicy

BEANS BEANS

Picante!

Inspired by you. And this warm spicy weather we are having. Its well over 10 degrees every day! I have maybe a tan on my left arm. Although I think it went straight from “a whiter shade of pale” to “discount brand turkey bacon red.” BUT I also discovered my long lost friend; freckles. I missed them so mush. I accidentally typed mush there instead of much but Im just going to go with it because backsapcing is way too much work. I’ll leave that one too.. okay I best start correcting my typos now or this blog is just going to be totally unreadable garbage as opposed to the mostly unreadable garbage it usually is. Also all the wavy red lines all over the place as I’m typing is really distracting.

I digress.

I guess I do anyway. Not 100% on the meaning and usage of that word. As I type this Im sitting in one corner of the bedroom having a nice sunday morning tea, watching CB and Sweet Pea cuddle in bed being super super cute. I’ve come to terms with the fact she doesn’t love me The Most, because watching her love CB The Most is like the best thing in my whole life so far. Probably not even exaggerating. It makes my grinch heart grow three sizes each day.

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Anyway! Check out these cool rocks! Last weekend CB, Sweet Pea and I went for a walk out past Gull Cove Road. If you drive down through the Gabarus village and turn right down Gull Cove it takes you down a shady dirt road. At the end of the road is a cemetery from the late 1800’s. There’s a path there that leads down through the forest supposedly to an abandoned fishing village from long ago. Its been my life long dream for the last month to go see it. I pictured houses full of pirate booty, and cool stuff that I can steal photograph. So we finally went!

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Sweet Pea was in maximum Dog Mode. You would not believe she was 13 to watch her bomb through the woods, somersaulting around, leaping over creeks. She is amazing. She had a blast. It was a beautiful walk, and a gorgeous warm spring day with so much sun. This is a secret beach we found. We made a mental note to come back and maybe do some camping here sometime in the summer when the black flies aren’t too bad.
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We walked for over an hour without seeing any signs of a cool 19th century fishing village before we figured we should turn around. I was an IDIOT and didnt pack snack or anything, so we were pretty unprepared for a 2 hour hike through the woods. We started eyeing up puddles thirstily and getting jealous at Sweet Pea for being able to lap up the delicious spring water without dying of dysentery. Dogs are a superior species. We are too delicate.

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We found evidence of coyotes, which I snapped a picture of, but after looking at it decided it was maybe not blog material. I will spare you. I will just say, it was poop. And you could tell it’s diet consisted mostly of fluffy white bunnies….

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Someone is taking care of this trail and there was a nice clear path through the woods. However, it’s spring, so the nice clear path turned into a nice clear river in most spots. Our walk turned into a creek walk. It was so nice!

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In the puddles that get sun most of the time we found bundles of frogs eggs! At sundown you can hear their moms and dads chirping away. Its the nicest sound in the universe.

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In the spots that didnt get sunlight there was still beautiful patterns of ice on top. It was very satisfying to crunch through the icy layer into the mud below.

Crack, plomp, squelch.

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This is a terrifying “bridge” over the bog into the forest. None of those are nailed down. CB and I are going to come back again with a drill and some long screws and secure them. It was fun going across.

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This is a particularly lovely marshy bit before it turns completely into a lake. You can see just on the horizon the breakwater of stones that separates the lake from the ocean.

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Bridges dont last very long here by the looks of it. It was nice to have though, this area would have been impassable. Maybe one day we will bring Blairs canoe out here and paddle around like a couple of fancy adventurereers.

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Another bit of beach. As the waves came into the shore it would hit and then pull piles of rocks back with it, rolling them against each other into the water, only to push them back in again. It sounded like thunder cracking and rolling across the sky and for a second we thought it was. So nice!

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Sweet pea is in most of the pictures as a golden blur in one corner. Here she is stopping to smell something so you can actually make out her shape! She got so so dirty she is probably completely camouflaged in the last pics. She was just solid mud from belly down, she just did not give a shit. Nothing stopped her. She was a wild wolf, out in the woods. I was so damn proud. After the walk she let us spray her down with the hose outside, which I thought was particularly brave because that water was so cold. What a goddamn champion, my little Sweet Pea.

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A bit of sun beaming down onto a nice soft spot of moss. At the start of the walk I was proclaiming my desire to live in Olden Times where we could walk around all day eating bits of jerky and bread and cheese. Like Xena and Gabriel! Or Frodo and Sam. By the end of it I just wanted to have a snooze on this moss. It was like a lush green carpet… so inviting.. but we made it home. Next time out, we will make it to the village. I’ll pack snacks.