stalker

I'd be super surprised if people even thought to check our blog seeing as we have basically abandoned it over the summer. Actually we started abandoning it even earlier than that but were mostly in denial about it. Stupid facebook. It is so time consuming and yet a poor substitute for blogging. Not that we ever blogged about anything substantial...
So summer whizzed by even faster than it whizzed by last year. I spend the better part of the year wishing for summer to come (the sad fact about canada is that the better half of the year happens to be winter) and then in a blink it has come and gone and I am left feeling this great loss. After my 23 years of summers and winters though, I have decided it's time to cope better with seasonal changes and maybe even try to embrace them. Now if we could only get rid of February, March, and April this task would be easier (my apologies to everyone who has a birthday in these months - you would just have to do without). For some reason those 3 months seem to drag out winter to the max. And don't get me wrong, I really love winter, it's just that eventually one gets tired from being under all those layers.
Anyway, onward to fall. I think New Years should start in September. I can't really explain why, but it just makes sense. School starts, the air gets colder, people return from their summer adventures...and stuff. It just seems like a good time to change life up. You know, buy a new pet (just in case the old one[s] dies in a tragic accident that has nothing whatsoever to do with the owner), get a new hairstyle (double mohawk anyone? hengen?), new timing belt...whatever strikes ones fancy really. Due to my inability to think for myself, I've decided to copy everyone else in my family and take up photography. I'm not expecting anything big here, I just got this new toy for my birthday (a very pretty, almost-new SLR) and now I want to photograph everything in site. Although one of my most recent observations is that fancy cameras have this magical ability to turn even the most innocent, unsuspecting individuals into creepy stalkers. I would like to avoid this if at all possible. Either that or harness it and turn it into something useful. I was thinking that for all the camera stalking my brother Kevan does in his business he would probably be quite successful as a sniper. I mean, there are obvious steps, like maybe he'd try his hand as paparazzi before jumping straight into the sniper business. And yeah, maybe he'd have to learn how to use a gun or poison blow dart shooter or something. Perhaps I will mention this to him. Now that he is no longer teacher full-time this might be a nice little side business apart from his photography business.
I completely forgot what the point of this post was. Oh wait, I never had a point to begin with! Regardless, I feel the need to end this somehow. So...
In conclusion, I really dislike eating fish.