Friday, December 23, 2005

Merry Christmas

FROM THE DESK OF GREEN MANGO

Dear, kind readers,

Merry Christmas. May your time with your friends and family be sweet, your pudding figgy, and your heart warmed this Christmas season. And may you remember the reason for the season.

In love,

Green Mango

~ g. mango would have totally brought baby jesus (pope) soap on a rope

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Home for the holidays

I'm in the Tdot.

The fact that it is full of friends and relations makes up for the ungodly temperature.

~g. mango is frozen to the flag pole

Friday, December 16, 2005

The Remote!

Has been under my bed this whole time!

How did it get there? And why haven't I looked under my bed for a month and a half?

~g. mango can now change channels from the comfort of her own futon

Monday, December 12, 2005

Do not ask for a hippopotamus this Christmas

They will eat you out of house and home. Trust me on this one.





~g.mango wishes you'd kept that receipt to Honest Pete's Tropical Pet Centre and Grille

It's Christmas time in the city

The Intern was back visiting her old haunts this weekend and we decided to do some decorating. This is probablly the first time in more than ten years that I've played a part in decorating the tree as I usually avoid it (and the inevitable arguements that go along with it) like the plague. And surprisingly this time no one got hurt.

I really like the outcome. The tree is simple and the decorations are tasteful, except for the twelve bulbs that "twinkle in random fashion." Every once in a while the tree looks like it's trapped in a stobe light, or having a seizure. But that's what I get for not reading the box carefully.

Click on the images to enlarge.


Oh Christmas tree! Oh Christmas tree!


How deciduous you are!

~deck the halls in random twinkling fashion

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

How to secure my vote in the coming election:

Canadian. Virgin. Islands.

I will vote for whichever party has the most feasible and socially-conscious party platform, providing they acquire a nice little island or two somewhere in the Tropic of Cancer for me to spend the rest of my Canadian days.

These islands must not be already inhabited by people. Because, let's face it, Canada has had a very bad history with its First Nations peoples, and there's no need to start that up again. Plus, colonialism is so 1803.

They should be deserted islands, or islands that are only populated by the families and/or harems of aging multi-millionaires. Once a millionaire dies, bam, we swoop in there and buy the place up. Maybe this would work better if the millionaires were estranged from their families and concubines. In any case, as long as I can live there and still get universal health care, and Tim Hortons, and retain my Canadian citizenship, and get the CBC not have to watch the CBC, I AM SOLD!

Think about it, which forward thinking Canadian would not want to live in the Canadian Virgin Islands? It will be warm and sunny, and we'd be surrounded by swimmable water. And likely way closer to Canada than other parts of Canada are to other nother parts of Canada in our current geological configuration. And as mentioned above, we will be able to retain all the most important benefits of being Canadian. ALL WHILE BEING WARM. ALL YEAR ROUND!

Note the caps lock. That means this is very serious.

Anyway, so Paul, Steve, Jack, and umm. . . the guy in charge of the Green Party -- Al? Bob? Jim? Insert all-purpose Anglo-Sax name here?-- get to work on acquirin' us some Virgin Islands, or even some Promiscuous Islands, and I promise you my vote on January 23rd. Mmkay?

~Anglo-Sax? I think I played that in stage band once