It's about friggin time, Vancouver! Saw this and literally stopped dead in my tracks and gasped in excitement. We are SO overdue on this. Should've been here like a decade ago, but like they say, better late than never!

 
 

Went to a Dine Out Vancouver dinner at Five Sails at the Pan Pacific Hotel. $38 for 3 courses. Service was great. The food was good but could've been better. Here are some pics. I didn't use the flash, so these aren't the greatest photos, but you can get the gist of it.

Open ravioli with prawn and scallop and chervil foam, whatever that is. The scallop was overcooked.

Salmon on top of saffron crab chowder. Sauce was tasty but the salmon was overcooked, which kind of ruined it for me.

Apple tarte tatin with caramel ice cream. There's a swirly web of caramel on top of the apple pie. Meh. This one was all style, no substance.

 
 

It's easy, every time Sawyer takes off his shirt, says "sonofabitch!", or calls someone a patronizing nickname, you take a shot. Or every time Hurley says "dude", that would work too. There are so many possibilities!

I didn't particularly care for the season premiere last week, but I did like last night's episode. Very interesting. Our little Mr. Daniel Faraday is obviously a bigger force to be reckoned with than I had ever suspected. Can't wait to see how this plays out.

That's all.

 
 

I've had this stupid song in my head all damn day - She's Like The Wind by Patrick Swayze (I hope he gets well soon by the way). Fuuuuuuuuuck...... I blame our coffeebreak conversation for this. Too much talking about Dirty Dancing (and other 80s faves, which I'll write about later). I keep singing that one part where he goes, "just a foooooooool to belieeeeeeeeve.... she's like the wind." Actually, doesn't a chick sing that part? Ugh.

 
 

Jenny pointed out to me this recent photo of Jenna Fisher, where she's, you know, got a huge rack. Since when did Pam Beasley have all of that?! I don't think she's the plastic surgery type, so my other guess is that the dress has some major padding, and perhaps she's got a really strong push-up bra. Because these are enormously disproportionate for her body size. She sure cleans up nice though, doesn't she?

 
 

I've heard people complain of places like Starbucks that don't fill your cup to the rim because they leave room for you to add cream. Well, why do they do that at Tim Hortons when they already put in the cream and sugar for you?! Give me my extra half-inch's worth of coffee, thank you very much. Especially after I stood there for 7 minutes, as two people at the counter move in slow motion to grab donuts.

Seriously, when all you have is two items - pastries and drinks - why does it take so damn long to grab it? When every customer is essentially the same thing - "I'll have a donut and a coffee." or some variation of it. Doesn't matter. It's still coffee and still donuts. Grab, pour, DONE.

Sorry, I'm in a foul mood. Must be pmsing.

 
 

I tried to post the youtube video, but it looks like the record company actually forced everyone who posted it to disable the embedding function. So anyway, you'll have to click on this link to go to youtube to actually watch it.

I really like this song. It's quite melancholy and hopeful at the same time.

Go watch and listen to it.

 
 

Walking down the hallways of this building, I can see into the classrooms, and one thing I've noticed is that all these kids use laptops to take notes, instead of just using a pen and paper. Wtf? First off, that makes me feel old. Secondly, I've got a laptop, but I wouldn't go hauling that thing around. My battery only lasts for about an hour, so one class alone would use up the power. Who has time to be charging it up between classes? Or do these classrooms have power outlets at each desk now? Yep, I'm old.

If I were to take classes now, I'd still bring my spiral-bound notebook and a pen. I'm a fabulous note-taker. I can write quickly, with legible handwriting (I was never one of those people who would take crappy notes and then have to go and rewrite them later - what a waste of time!), and I can manage to organize the notes with bullets as I'm listening and writing. Plus I like to draw arrows or tables all over the place, to reference other things. I rock at taking notes.

But maybe I'm a walking archaic relic of the late 90s, when msn messenger was about as high tech as it got, and dial-up modems were not uncommon. Hell, I remember when the internet got introduced. My brother was on it, and I said, wth is that for? What a waste of time. This is a total fad that's never going to last - as if people are going to spend their time reading things on a computer screen all day.

heh. Guess I was wrong. And maybe I need to learn to take notes while typing.

 
 

A coworker reminded me that it was also Robbie Burns Day in Scotland yesterday, so to all the Scots out there, have some haggis for me! Interesting fact: Robert Burns is the dude that wrote Auld Lang Syne.

By the way, I've never had haggis before, and I don't think I ever really want to try it. I think it's a mixture of liver and oatmeal stuffed into a sheep's intestine. And they say asians eat weird stuff.... hehe.