The best one to date

Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia – fear of long words.

Thanks Mikey.

Cyanide and Happiness

I like this one "clicky here"... it always makes me laugh. And, sometimes, a good laugh is all that you need.

Cleanup Time

The cobwebs off my blog, that is. I would whistle as I do so, like Snow White tells me to do, but it really doesn't make the work go by any faster.

Its amazing how quickly the days have gone by since I've first come here though. I will admit, it has taken a little while to get used to everything. The Swiss do everything backwards from how they do back home in Canuckistan (yes... Canuckistan...Google it!) but now that its nearly been a month I've become content with how everything has been. It is strange though, going from the big suburbs to a little farming hamlet that I now live in. I still expect the village to turn out at our front door one of these days with torch and pitchfork chanting "Bring out the city boy!"... And no, I'm not kidding, it seriously is like the children of the corn!

Like I was walking around in the residential part of town the other day and all the houses look like something out of Pinocchio, with the lawns perfectly mowed and tended, and hand-carved wooden clocks, and little palm-sized statues of Gnomes everywhere.

I swear... children of the corn.

Anyhow, I'm loving every second of it... yes, despite the strangeness of it all. Don't have any pictures yet but I'm hoping to get some up soon. If I can manage to scrounge up a camera sometime. But lets not get our hopes up too high, yes?

Adieu

Thanksgiving

...They don't have it here in Switzerland... I'm missing the turkey n' stuffing.

But mostly the stuffing...

Damn you Europe! Damn you!

Second Round...

Well its about time that I say it. I'm moving off to Europe again... tomorrow actually. For all of those of you that knew, well good for you. For those of you that didn't: ta-da!

Its a really weird feeling because when I was flying back from the last time I was there I swore up and down that I would never go back to Europe and that my time in Canada was only temporary (two years is a pretty big temporary period, no?) And here I am now about to step across the Atlantic again and, looking back on my time here in Canada, a part of me really doesn't want to leave... Those few places and people that I grow to love I get attached to easily. It's hard to move when your comfortably situated.

But as much as I love my comfort, it only lasts so long before I find that it stifles me. The world keeps spinning, I've still got breath in my lungs, and what drifts apart assuredly returns. I won't be naive and say that this is another permanent "goodbye." Rather, it means that I'll see you again... someday.

Look out Switzerland!--here I come!

A Prayer

Lord, I pray that you grant me three virtues: to have my fill and never lack; to have the courage needed to be strong; and to have knowledge that I may better know those around me.

Yet, Lord, in your providence, keep me from three evils: having too much that I know not how hunger feels; being so strong that I forget what its like to be afraid; and knowing so much that I cease to love my fellow man.

Amen

Creepy

Well... don't you??