shepherds quake

Bears, Beets, Battlestar Galactica
-Jim Halpert (as Dwight Schrute), The Office

Home for the holidays and it sure is great to be here. I feel like I've been on vacation for months now and it's only been about 5 days. The weather has been ideal with good doses of both snow and sunshine and we've made it up to Red Mountain a couple of times and cross country once so far. The coverage at Red is still pretty spotty and I managed to take a few hunks out of my board when we went up Christmas Eve. Yesterday I tried to take a few hunks out of my body, and put my helmet to good use x3 (one tree and two chairlifts). All in all, however, I'm relatively unscathed.

Otherwise, managing to squeeze in a few episodes of The Office, read a little and sleeeeeeep.

oh. Tech update. My 2.5 yr old Mac Powerbook has officially performed it's last subroutine. The logic board is kaput and the hard drive un-spinnable. Luckily, I had my photos backed-up appropriately. Some music and documents were lost, but nothing irreparable. I went out and bought a Macbook which is currently producing this post.

Here is me feeling pumped about the weather.

imaginary fires

That's, like, a bummer man.  That's a bummer.

-The Dude, The Big Lebowski

It's Friday night and I don't have to be at the hospital tomorrow.  Woop Woop.  Not setting an alarm gets to be pretty exciting, especially when you've started to get in the habit of waking up in the middle of the night so you can climb 6 flights of stairs (there was a flood in the hospital-long story) so you can check on someone who is attempting to bleed to death.  You just don't seem to sleep as well in those situations for some reason.

Knowing that I had tomorrow off, my senior resident asked me if I had any plans for tonight. I told him I had a babysitting gig.  He thought I was joking.  I guess I've duped him into thinking I'm cool and go out with my friends or something.  Nope.  I'm at my friend Aaron's house with Courtney, looking after his 4 month old while he goes to his office Christmas party.  So far, so good-he's asleep.

On Tuesday, after the oral component of my Internal Medicine exam (not spectacular but pass worthy, I hope) I managed to burn out the hard drive on my lap top.  It's a Mac Powerbook and compared to my previous PC experiences- it has been incredibly stable.  So stable in fact, that I had been lulled into a (false) sense of security, not having backed up my photos/music/etc for about 6 months.  Apparently there is a chance they can recover the data.  I'll let you know how it goes. In the meantime, I guess I will have to spend my time by doing things like "studying" and "the dishes" rather than reading blogs and checking the snowfall at Red Mtn.

one hundred posts

Say this blanket represents all the matter and the energy in the universe, okay? This is me, this is you, and over here, this is the Eiffel Tower, right? It's Paris!
-Bernard Jaffe, I Heart Huckabees

Most of the time the titles are just supposed to sound good and will likely relate to the content in a way only I will understand. This one, of course, is an exception.

I've been writing here for some time now and I still struggle with what to do with this space. As the main goal is to communicate with friends and family across distances, I mostly end up talking about ME, which, these days, isn't the most excitingest thing really. And I agree with people sometimes when they call blogs "lame" (blah, blah, blah, this is what I did today), but I think for now I will keep on keepin' on with this space. I do believe it's a good way to feel connected, at least for the reader. Please forgive me when my self-centredness runs rampant, (on a imagined road-trip in honour of my own name...for example).

Thanks to those who visit and especially those who drop me a line from time to time. It's nice to know you're out there.

Peace,
Kyle

mri or the vine

So, in researching some eponyms to make a fun quiz for my classmates, I've discovered that in addition to a Merritt, BC (home to the Merritt Mountain Music Festival), there is also a Kyle, SK, (home to 500 people and a sweet statue of Wally the Woolly Mammoth). Who was, coincidentally, born exactly 64 days after I was. Which, if you add up and divide by the number of people that could comfortably fit in my new apartment at any one time (4....max) equals 16......as in 16 Juke Box Greats- the first tape I ever owned. Won it at the trade fair. My favourite song on that tape? Woolly Bully.

Whoa.

So it's decided. Road trip from Kyle to Merritt this summer. I hope Douglas isn't far out of the way.

Hope you enjoyed the Gorilla. I did.