I Think I Think Too Much

So I suck at blogging. I mean, I am really, really terrible at keeping up the frantic pace that a successful blog requires.

It has occurred to me that my problem as an amateur blogger doesn't stem necessarily from lack of interesting things to say, but more from a desire to publish thoughts and posts that are original and entertaining.

But I am not The New York Times.

As such, I will endeavour to employ my new strategy of "more posting, less thinking" on a more regular basis.

Hold on to your hats.

Satellite Radio

I subscribe so that I can listen to Richard Marx and Jon Secada, on full volume, with my windows rolled up.

I defy you to think of a better reason.

Black Keys, Hippies, Apologies

So I've been too busy having fun to blog about the fun I'm having...incidentally, I use the same excuse for photographs on vacations (or lack thereof).

Summer in Winnipeg has been beautiful thus far, and while not at the lake, I've been fortunate to have some pretty fabulous events to attend...

The Black Keys

I actually remember where I was sitting and what I was eating when I learned that this band was made up of two white dudes from Ohio because I think I fell out of my chair. These guys are scary good, and their show at the MTS Centre was no exception.


Winnipeg Folk Festival

Blue Rodeo, Jayhawks, Imaginary Cities and Jeff Tweedy (just to name a few) were all such a treat to see, and the venue? Well, it simply can't be beat. And though I didn't camp this year, rumours of a naked wedding in the festival campground certainly have my curiosity piqued for next year.

NHL Winnipeg: How We Got Here

This makes me cry...Go Jets Go!

Twitter Fight

Perhaps the question: 'How out of the loop am I?' is fairly redundant, given that I've just started a blog (welcome to 2003 seems to be the resounding theme of feedback from friends who've read it).

My naivety in dealing with the World Wide Web was evidenced yesterday when, much to my surprise, a person who I had never met engaged me in a war of words on Twitter.

Really?

Maybe I've completely missed the mark on the whole idea behind Twitter, but it was always my sense that it was a platform for expressing ideas, thoughts and opinions to people who were interested in what you had to say (hence the term 'Followers'). I certainly wouldn't be surprised if one of my friends or colleagues took issue with a chirpy comment of mine, but to have a complete stranger challenge me on my lack of research into issues surrounding the Air Canada strike? I know there are some odd ducks out there, but I guess I'm still shocked that there are people who troll the Twitter News Feed, looking for random people to fight with.

By the way, here's the chirpy tweet and subsequent reply...

I'd show you more, but she deleted her subsequent posts. @PyperJayne - #winning

Lunch at Grace Cafe

I was treated to a lovely little lunch today at the Grace Cafe at City Hall (formerly Partner's Deli). The staff were friendly, the food was delicious and the courtyard that we ate in was full of flowers, fountains and adorable children. How I have managed to work in downtown Winnipeg for three and a half years without coming across this little slice of paradise is a mystery to me, but I have every intention of making up for lost time and lunches over the course of the summer...and you should too.

So I Have a Blog...

I'm just going to come right out and say it: I have always felt that personal blogs were, by and large, outlets for narcissistic people seeking attention in the wake of some seismic life event.

All that said, I have started to come across said blogs that are entertaining and, dare I say, even offer helpful advice from time to time. If I'm able to provide either of these benefits to people who come across this, well, bonus. Still not the reason for starting it...

Simply put, I am bored. I lack stimulation. I am without a creative outlet. It is my hope that through regular posting on this blog, I will regain my ironic sense of humour, my ability to present my thoughts in an articulate and entertaining way, and, last but certainly not least, the capacity to spot things of beauty, intrigue and general interest in the world so that I may share them with others.

Or maybe I'm just a narcissistic person.