Its Friday and the only thought on my mind right now is this…

I drew it for you to see my thoughts.

So damn online.

Finally kids, I’ve got it sorted. The new URL for my bodacious bloggy is:

She writes, draws pictures, makes you laugh, causes a cackle and keeps you in the know. She has worked or been seen with Energizer, Microsoft, Givenchy, Burt’s Bees, BlogTO , Comedy Network, Slice TV, The W Network, many other companies you know in all kinds of industries. She’s done a zillion promotions in Canada and Australia. Her blog is entitled casie stewart: this is my life: people . places . things . thoughts: in attempt to keep more memories, and that, is exactly what she does. She is her theme, she is not afraid to cross any typical boundaries and her creativity is bursting day after day.

Move over Martha,
there’s new Stewart in town.

Sexy Fucking Shit Vic.

Miss Posh scored the Bridal cover of Indian Vogue this month. She’s so fucking hot man. The hairpiece is nice in the photo. I think she could have had some more jewels, makeup & cultural accessories. She is a bride after all. I wonder if she had any henna on her hands? That’s my favorite! My friend from work got engaged and she had the most beautiful ring ceremony in Indian with all the accessories.
This a lovely photo of her:


Something spooky was happening last night…Big spiders triumphant in the night crawling, creeping across the corridor on the crackling floor . I grasped my gadget and gladly grabbed the little bugger as he danced along my arm trying to get higher. I would not let him. I refused to have him in my head. I refused to let anyone knock me dead. His little legs dangled and danced as I tossed him into the night sky. What flight may take him soaring high? It is the wind. It is the moon. Little spider, I will see you soon.

I love tattoos. Especially stick on ones.

i google had some good ones today.

Failure is not the only punishment for laziness; there is also the success of others.
Jules Renard
What a blessing it would be if we could open and shut our ears as easily as we open and shut our eyes!
Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
Realism…has no more to do with reality than anything else.
Hob Broun
He’s the kind of a guy who lights up a room just by flicking a switch.

One of my Fav Things

One of my Fav Things. Found it at a garage sale on Playter Crescent around Danforth, my old hood. The Mum at the house worked on movie sets and had heaps of unused costume shiite. It was totally rad. I wonder where this jem may have traveled!!!:
“She just couldn’t relax.
She knew one day she would own enough clothes
and everything in her life would be better.”