Thursday, May 31, 2007

knick knack

I promise to never to this to Ruby.

Speaking of taxidermy, I almost rode over squirrel roadkill on the way home. Another gem or a reason why i should avoid the bus as much as possible. You never know what you're going to see.

An that leads me to my other point.. you should always be a faithful visitor to More Kisses Please because you never know what you're going to read..

switched

Mom: If you want to come and stay that would be awesome.

Me: I can't believe you used the word 'awesome'.

Mom: So what is strange about the work "awesome". Is it old fashioned???

Um, no, not exactly. I would just have felt like I was talking to my mother if you had said 'wonderful' or 'great'. Awesome is just a lingo that seemed reserved for pals, friends, or..kids. I just got this awesome glimpse of how as we get older, you get hipper and I get more formal. At least there's hope for me as don't 'they' say you eventually turn into your parents??

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

2 wheels will travel

Some thoughts and reflections on the the first full on bike to work.
  • I passed a Hasidic Jew riding a bike going in the other direction. What the hell? I doubt I would have ever seen that on the bus. It was a scene from a movie and the set almost looked like Brooklyn.
  • I travelled through neighborhood streets I have never seen before. Definitely not.
  • I got sore muscles but the day's stress was gone.
  • Mr. Man with the backpack didn't hit me in the side of the head.
  • I didn't have to wait at the side of the freeway on Marine Drive and wait for the shitty 100 Bus, all the while breathing in exhaust fumes.
  • I didn't get to wear jeans to work.
  • I didn't have to seethe in anger over why people refuse to move to the back of the bus as you stand packed like lemmings at the front.
  • I loved all the trees and flowers bushes and shaded paths.
  • Riding in special lanes kept especially for bikes felt cool.
  • I didn't have to stand and grip a handrail, bracing myself whenever the bus screamed to a halt.
  • Riding over speedbumps is funner on a bike.
  • I passed 4 idling cars and realized it's my new frustration instead of screaming in my head, "Move to the back of the bus people!'
  • I got trapped in a cemetery and thought about the days I spent in the Paris cemeteries. In contrast the Paris ones are crammed, crowded and infinitely more interesting. We are so under populated in North America (except for the buses).
  • I got to work faster than taking the bus.

Catherine

Please reread the instructions. You are not 'annonymous'.

xoxo
Picky

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Not your birthday present, Sonia.

I have to shake my head at the glory horror of Doug and Randy bobble headed hunters bouncing along as a deer that has been hog tied to the hood of a jeep sings 'Sweet Home Alabama'. I mean I didn't even think that would be possible with a bullet through the neck, would you? Not to mention, its a 'great gift for your favorite hunter' (I mean I have so many to choose from) 'or anyone'. I can't imagine how I would decide who I would give this too. It bobbles, bounces AND flashes!!


"This motion-activated deer lifts his head and sings “Low Rider” and “Sweet Home Alabama”! Watch the hunters BOBBLE their heads to the beat as the car BOUNCES and headlights FLASH!! A great gift for your favorite hunter, or anyone! Requires 4 AA batteries (included)."

Happy Birthday Sonia


in my bathtub, originally uploaded by jill y.

For your birthday today, I rode my bike to work in tribute to the many countless hours you have spent fearlessly getting your cardio rate up.

I'm posting this picture because it's my favorite from the recent trip to the Aquarium but more importantly, it symbolizes to me the some of the things I think about you.

Like the way you walk. You kind of drift. I think it has to do with the music you listen to which is always something different than what I've heard of.

Or the way your fingers are like tentacles, reaching out and sticking your fingers into all sorts of things. (Like the pizza we gouged on the other day- HA).

And like the jellyfish, you are beautiful, mysterious, exotic and deadly when crossed wrong.

Not to mention, that when looking closer at this picture, there is a warm yellow glowing center. This represents your heart and how warm and inviting it is. Like a big egg yolk on Sunday morning when you are famished and everything is PERFECT and it's delicious.

Thank you for being my lovely friend. Happy happy birthday.

xoxo
Jill

Friday, May 25, 2007

Bess let me hold her perfect little baby


jill and bub, originally uploaded by bess grant.

I took a bunch of photos of little Desiree, too.

An adventure in aquatics

One rainy Saturday, Michael and I went to the Vancouver Aquarium. Never again. That sort of activity should be reserved for playing hooky from work on Wednesday's when NO ONE is there. I did have a lot of fun at the jelly fish tank though and I got a good snap of some alligators. Check it out:

Straight


Straight, originally uploaded by jill y.

I saw this guy sleeping on his bike this morning. I couldn't help but snap this.

my friend Sonia finds the best videos

my laptop crashed again

Dear Tech Support:
Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system performance -- Particularly in the flower and jewelry applications, which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5 and then installed undesirable programs such as NFL 5.0, NBA 3.0, and Golf Clubs 4.1. Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and Housecleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system.

I've tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail. What can I do?
Signed, Desperate


Dear Desperate:
First keep in mind, Boyfriend 5.0 is an Entertainment Package, While Husband 1.0 is an Operating System. Please enter the command: 'http: I Thought You Loved Me.HTML' and try to download Tears 6.2 and don't forget to install the Guilt 3.0 update. If that application works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewelry 2.0 and Flowers 3.5. But remember, overuse of the above application can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1. Beer 6.1 is a very bad program that will download the Snoring Loudly Beta.

Whatever you do, DO NOT install Mother-in-law 1.0 (it runs a virus in the background that will eventually seize control of all your system resources). Also, do not attempt to reinstall the Boyfriend 5.0 program. These are unsupported applications and will crash Husband 1.0. In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and performance. We recommend Food 3.0 and Hot Lingerie 7.7.

Good Luck,
Tech Support

prize for the best comment

"I love how every Nickleback song sounds EXACTLY the same.

I also really love Chad Kroeger's great sense of style, and ultra sexy haircut. It really turns me on.

Where can I find a Kroeger for myself???

Oh yeah - on the 99B - Line.

Jill, thanks for the tip."

-Sonia

Thursday, May 24, 2007

to avoid any confusion....

The shop where I bought my new bike is swapping parts from one frame to the frame I bought. Therefore, my foray into bicycle commuting does not start until the boyfriend drops me off on Saturday and we race back. Me on my bike, him in his truck. On Sunday, I do a trial run and see how far I go. I don't seriously think I can just start riding 20k a day out of no where and not hurt myself.

Thus, I was on the bus yesterday. And likely will be again because the buses in Vancouver have bike racks!!

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

no one cares if a rock star rides the bus

I swear to god Chad Kroeger from Nickleback got on the 99 B-Line at Main and Broadway today. He got on with some other guy that I couldn't see because Mr. Nickleback is 9 feet tall. He was wearing the usual "I'm a rock star" uniform and seemed to be looking around for the non existent clicks of cell phone cameras going off.


He got off on Broadway and Commercial. Obviously, he was looking for drugs because in this shot he's clearly wearing a Blunt Brothers tshirt and everyone knows Blunt Brothers is where you go in Vancouver to kit yourself to smoke pot. I think the trajectory is obvious, don't you?

Monday, May 21, 2007

The bus has really been getting to me.


Me: Hi Mom. I bought a bike (the one pictured!!) with the inheritance you gave me.

Mom: Did you buy a helmet too?

Yes I did. And a lock, and a set of fenders and a bike rack and at the end of it all, I told the man behind the counter if he through in a water bottle and holder, it was a deal. I also made the boyfriend promise that we would cycle Stanley Park regularly this summer.

All this is just in time for the Bike to Work Week. Wish me luck. It's a 10km commute each way. By the way, if you can't tell, it's a Brodie Infinity and I got a sweet deal because I chose a less expensive bike and the shop agreeed to swap the parts from that bike on to the lighter and better Infinity frame. At 1/2 hr to close, I also got them to cut a deal on the fenders, rack, and helmet. They threw in a water bottle and holder for free.

PS Mom: I love the color.
PPS: Brodie Bikes were created in Vancouver. Gotta support the local shops, right?
PPPS A Certain Jane: I get the bike on Saturday May 25 and bike to work week starts on Monday the 28.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Spencer Tunick nude photo shoot


Spencer Tunick
is the artist that gets all those naked people together for photographs. You know the ones. You think to yourself, "Mmn..looks like fun." Why don't you sign up for the next project in Amsterdam? I think he should do one of people shopping on Robson Street but it would probably do better on Rodeo Drive. Here's one he did in Brugge, of which I have just visited:

Friday, May 18, 2007

shoes really do make the outfit, don't they



Please check out this incredible shoe museum.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

menagerie


menagerie, originally uploaded by smoooch.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Brugge, Belgium


IMGP5744, originally uploaded by smoooch.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

accidents happen


The whole series is of "accidents" is totally hilarious. Of course you will find a way to have a stuffed lion with an arm in it's mouth. And Patricia Waller is a crafty genius. While having a crocheted chicken would make a great centerpiece at Thanksgiving, I'm not sure about the decapitation in yarn.

Or maybe it would.

Monday, May 14, 2007

At that view, the world seemed like a different place.

childhood memory


Whenever anyone mentions the phrase "running around like a chicken without its head" I instantly remember an early childhood experience.

I was a little girl, maybe 3-4 years old. My parents used to take me down to Olds where my grandparents had a farm. In the shelter belt tree line, they had a small wooden shed equipped with hooks and a small chopping block. This was where they beheaded the chickens. One of my earliest memories is standing in the white and freshly fallen snow. My hand knit mitts probably damp and frosty from playing in it. I had a one piece snowsuit. I think it was red and it had some sort of fluff trimmed hood and zipped up with a thick zipper and I had these little snow boots that were silver. I was standing there in the snow white snow in my little snowsuit and boots watching with slight curiosity and probably a little horror as my grandfather decisively swung the ax and hung the chickens to drain from the hooks. As I try and remember this early experience, I think back and see the trees standing tall and dark against the snow, the blur of adults around, standing there cold like my mittens against the site of a chicken or two running in circles without its head, the others caught and draining. White snow spashed red like my snowsuit.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

my mom taught me how to cook

Mom also taught me:

how to sew, and thus I made curtains last night
to keep my room clean and I still do to this day
to save my money for a rainy day and pay my bills on time and now having savings rocks
tough lessons so I would be resilient and responsible for myself
the value of myself that exists beyond anything I may do or accomplish

Thanks Mom. You've taught me so much more and mean so much more than I could write here, so instead, I'll share the soup recipe I made for lunch today. I steamed some broccoli to add to it after it was finished since I didn't have any cilantro. Oh, yeah, you helped to develop my ability to think creatively.

Coconut Curry Red Lentil Soup

Taken from La Dolce Vegan, pg 106

1 small onion, chopped
1 tbsp olive oil
1-2 garlic cloves, chopped
1-2 celery stalk, cubed
1-2 sm potatoes, cubed
1 sm yam/sweet potato cubed
2 cups vegetable stock
1/2 cup dried red lentil
1 tbsp curry paste
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tep ground black pepper
1- 14 oz can coconut milk
1/4 cup fresh cilantro

In a medium sauce pan on medium heat, saute onion in oil until translucent. add garlic and celery and saute for another 5 minutes. Add yams, potatoes, stock, lentils, curry paste, salt & pepper. Bring to a boil then reduce heat. simmer for 15-20 minutes or until the potatoes are cooked. Stir in coconut milk and with a hand blender or food processor, blend half or all of the soup until smooth. Return to pot, stir in cilantro and serve. Makes 2 large or 4 small servings.

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Thursday, May 10, 2007

fat fatter fatest



gold shares or groceries

My family recently inherited some money from my Great Great Uncle Alf.

I guess iy goes that my Great Great Great Grandfather immigrated to America after doing his duty with old hand in the jacket Napoleon's and his army in France. His son, my Great Great Grandfather was Alf's father. As a wee bairn, poor Alf was forced to travel across the American west in a wagon train with his parents (his dad was the wagon master) and older siblings (Grapes of Wrath comes to mind here). The family finally settled in Colorado where my Great Grandmother, Joyce and her twin sister, Josephine (clever names for twins), were born. Of course my Great Grandmother eventually married and gave birth to my mother's father and they moved to Canada when my grandfather a year old.

Old Uncle Alf homesteaded in Alaska and prospected for gold. As far as we know he never found much and apparently he also married a local lass when she was only 15. He did, however, leave his homestead. About 20 years ago his nephew (Josephine's son) started to work on proving that the family were entitled to Alf's estate. Now, all these years later it is settled.

Much more effort was spent splitting up the inheritance but at the end of the day I received $800 from this incredible part of my ancestry. I mean this dates back to the 1800's.

When my mother gave it to me she wrote, "So - no strings attached - enjoy - buy gold shares or groceries."

What do you call a woman with no arms and one leg?


, originally uploaded by kk+.

Peggy.

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

She seemed so nice until she saw you had wasted the ribbon.


sunset on Tuesday, originally uploaded by smoooch.

For an explanation, see this post.

let's do lunch (or breakfast, or take out, of dinner , or hell.. maybe we'll just stay in)


Eggs Benny baby, originally uploaded by smoooch.


I was tagged for a restaurant MeMe by Christine in Dallas:

The rules:

1. Add a direct link to your post below the name of the person who tagged you.
Include the city/state and country you’re in.

Nicole (Sydney, Australia)
velverse (Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia)
LB (San Giovanni in Marignano, Italy)
Selba (Jakarta, Indonesia)
Olivia (London, England)
ML (Utah, USA)
Lotus (Toronto, Canada)
tanabata (Saitama, Japan)
Andi (Dallas(ish) Texas, United States)
Iliana (Dallas (ish), Texas, United States)
Christine (Dallas, Texas, United States)
Jill (Vancouver, BC)

2. List out your top 5 favorite places to eat at your location.
3. Tag 5 other people (preferably from other countries/states) and let them know they’ve been tagged.

These are my favorite places to eat:

Yogi's on Commercial Drive-
Their potato pratha and raita is like crack to me. They also have this fruit salad with papaya, banana, and potatoes in a tamarind dressing that is unbelievable. You'd never know how those 3 items could taste so good together. Really peaceful ambiance, dimmed lighting, not fancy and on the weekends there is a Sitar player which is slightly annoying in a Beatles circa 1969 sort of way. The pots of Chai are pretty good too. Dinner for 2 with Gulab Jamon will run about $25. Lots of vegan choices too.

Slickety Jim's Chat & Chew on Main Street
Very cool dineresque atmosphere. Kooky decor abound. Looks like it was decorated in a flash trip to the local thrift store with a stop over in the lost in found box of the local library, but it all works. Staff are clearly actors/artists/painters/dancers looking for a little side money waiting tables. Always busy and always worth it. Kooky menu, for example:
Salad of the Renaissance- a soft, delicate poached pear guided by a most subtle and divine goat feta as they laze about a garden of wild greens, mingling with fresh herbs and sun dried black olives with implied subtleties that only a lemon and olive oil vinaigrette can provide.
Or my favorite: a scrambled egg, veggie sausage and peppers wrapped in a warm tortilla with cheddar with a side of hash browns called "Society Made Me What I Am".

The Clove- Commercial Drive
I'm big on ambiance and aesthetics. This place always has a unique and understated display of fresh cut flowers. Their table water is filtered and seasoned with fresh mint and lime. I could go there just for the water. The food is amazing. A mash of Asian/ Indian. My favorite is the Thai Beef salad- Lean strips of beef marinated with lime and ginger served on a bed of greens. Tandoori Chicken and Paneer fritters are running a close second for my taste buds.

At home with the How it all Vegan Cookbook
There is an amazing selection of fresh food in Vancouver. A prolifery of them reside on Commercial Drive. Then there's Capers and Granville Island too. Sometimes I just want to cook up a little something at home. And so know one is confused, I live in the Commercial Drive area and I am not Vegan.
note: Sarah Kramer is a local Victoria gal who runs a tattoo parlor and has co written the cookbooks, "How it all Vegan", "In a Garden of Vegan" and independently wrote "La Dolce Vegan". These are killer and highly recommended cookbooks. Lots of other cool ideas are in the books on natural cleansers, DIY's, etc..Another killer local cookbook is Rebar, based on the legendary vegetarian restaurant in Victoria, BC. (I swear BC was colonized by hippies and tree huggers.)

(another note: If I had a restaurant, it would have a cool web page and it would publish a cookbook. Doing this Meme I was surprised that my favorite hangouts don't have web look sees. Dang)

last but not least and proof of my non-vegan status:

Szechuan Chongqing on 12th and Commercial
They have the best szechuan beef, szechuan green beans, broccoli with garlic sauce and probably a whole lot more yummy yummy but that's all I ever order because I am addicted. They're 4 blocks from my house and I order in at least twice a month. It's always enough for lunch the next day. So good!!

Ps. The photo is from breakfast at Cafe Du Soleil (on the Drive, where else). A little tiny 12 table place with a patio out front. All vegetarian and some vegan. Everyday you can get hash browns made with baby potatoes, yams, onions and peppers. Every so often you'll see a grocery clerk from the store across the street hustle something over. In the summer they have these mint and raspberry smoothies that will make you gratful to be alive. I can't get enough of their eggs benny (sans the ham)with free range eggs course. Michael and I often share the side banana bluberry pancake and they warm up the syrup.

Salivation has begun.

I'm tagging daisies@pluckthepetal.com and Nakedjen for this Meme.

My mother told me bread was a kind of addiction.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

thought process

Catherine, my sister, is a compulsive ribbon hoarder. If you give her a gift she goes to great lengths (no pun intended) to save the length of ribbon. You can actually hear her heart beat faster if you pull out a pair of scissors and threaten to cut the ribbon. She is somewhat compelled to save the lives of wrapping paper as well, but not to the same extent.

I'm at her house right now and she just handed me a neatly bundled package of organza:

"But Jill, look, this is a ribbon that I received 7 years ago on a box of chocolates someone gave me in Ottawa. Isn't exquisite."

She is wrapping up a few little(and very small)items for someone. She stops and asks me,

"Do you think I should use this ribbon? (As she fondles a piece of mauve ribbon I used on a gift I gave to my father last Christmas.) It kind of matches the gift don't you think? What about this, does it match the color of the soap? No, maybe not."

I go back to what I'm doing and she continues on, almost pretty much to herself.

"What about this, is that colorful enough? Hmm."

I glance over and she is comparing another saved scrap of threaded confection against the choice of plain brown paper bag wrap. A decison is made and she carefully ties the bow and clips the ends into sharp pointy spears.

But, in all honesty, it's a charming and heartwarming trait to have. True to our frugal Scottish farm roots too. Catherine, has always been one to see the value of something another would carelessly toss:

"Wait! I can use that."

PS. She just opened a drawer and gasped, "Shoot! More ribbon." I laughed as they they all have be folded and secured and bagged.

Monday, May 07, 2007

little green house


IMGP4855, originally uploaded by smoooch.

Since I have been home:

I have:

worked nearly everyday
woken up early
slept late
done the laundry twice
bought groceries 3 times
inherited an unknown sum of money
cleaned the kitchen
done the dishes
made dinner
mailed my postcards from Europe
eaten out
felt happy
gone to the gym
rented a car
bought flowers
seen my sister
talked to my mother
had a coffee in my favorite cafe
printed photographs
felt sad

I have not:
had a picnic in the park
walked 18km in one day
had a blister on my foot
slept in a room with more than one other person
carried a pot of jam around with me
taken numerous photographs in one day
attempted to communicate without using English
gotten lost
talked to my father
felt in awe
gone to a museum


Saturday, May 05, 2007


IMGP5596, originally uploaded by smoooch.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

and their thighs slap dixie


, originally uploaded by MaggieMason.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

press


prada soldiers 3, originally uploaded by smoooch.

It's a pretty old photo I took when I went to NYC the first time. I still love it. Do you? And apparently someone else does since it's been grabbed for a online NYC website. It's getting some coverage. It'll be great if I sell prints.

good vs. bad

Look, I'm going to be blunt. Driving cars is bad for the environment. Transit is better. We all know this and we all (or maybe most of us) need a car from time to time. Laundry soap is a bitch to carry home.

If you live in Vancouver and a bunch of other cities you can have access to a car sharing program called Zip Cars OR you can have access to a car through the Co-Operative Auto Network. Now why would you choose one over the other and which one should you choose? Well, I'll be blunt. The Co-Operative Auto Network is the one you should choose and here's why. The Co-Op is, well, a co-op. That means the profits go back into the company. The Zip Car is a caplitalist venture. That means the profits are making someone rich. (Rumor has it the Zip Car people phoned up the Co-op and asked them how they did it and then started up Zip. Fuckers.)

Zip Cars

Extra Value Plan:
One-time $25 application fee.
Pre-pay $50/$75/$125/$250 (your monthly commitment) and get that much in driving.
Once your stash is used up, you pay as you go at discounted rates.
From $8.78/hour and $62.10/day (any 24-hour period), depending on the car model.

Occasional Driving Plan:
One-time $25 application fee.
Annual fee of $55. No deposit. No monthly commitment.
From $9.75/hour and $69/day (any 24-hour period), depending on the car model.

Perks:
Free Gas
Free Parking
Free Insurance
150 free km

Co-operative Auto Network (3 price points):

Full member Shares ($500, paid one time, refundable if you leave the Co-Op)
Associate Shares ($250, paid one time, refundable if you leave the Co-Op)

"All three price points charge $2.00 per hour (to a maximum of $24 daily) plus applicable admin and kilometre charges, which are:

  • Higher Usage: $40.00 monthly admin fee and 18¢ for every kilometre driven.
  • Moderate Usage: $15.00 monthly admin fee and 28¢ for every kilometre driven.
  • Lower Usage: $6.25 monthly admin fee and 38¢ for every kilometre driven.

A special Excursion Rate may apply for trips of more than 72 hours.

Any trip lasting longer than 72 hours (3 days) MAY use a different pricing. It will be charged $40 daily (cars) or $50 daily (trucks and minivans) OR regular rates - whichever is MORE. The $40/$50 includes all fuel and kilometre charges. It is a minimum charge designed to mitigate any losses the co-op may sustain when a vehicle is out of the fleet for extended periods. Any day or portion over the 72-hour period will be charged $40/$50 per day."

Perks:
-Free Gas
-Free Parking
-Free Insurance/ maintenance
-Discounted car rental from 3 different car-rental agencies
-Discount on YMCA memberships
-eligible to sign up for extended health and dental benefits through Pacific Blue Cross
-eligible for the Employer Pass Program, which provides a 15% discount off monthly FareCards
-BCAA

I personally think the choice is crystal clear.


Tuesday, May 01, 2007

the lizard king


IMGP5029, originally uploaded by smoooch.

Why is that when you tell people you went to Paris, they ask if you went to Jim Morrison's grave? Wouln't someone ask about the Eiffel Tower or the Louvre instead? Well, if you're curious.. here it is.