Today is B's birthday. Whenever he tells anyone this, they always say, new year baby! To which he always replies, I'm not a baby. I find it all very funny.
I wanted to make him an ascot as a birthday gift. I bought the pattern a couple of weeks ago in a fabric shop down by the university when I was in the area. I should have bought material there and then but I didn't really like any of it, so I put that off until yesterday, when I was right downtown, which has a small fabric store amidst all the wedding dress shops. Sorry, had a small fabric store; I found out the shop is in the process of moving to another part of town, in step with the art supply store, the army surplus store, and soon, the book store and central post office. One Great City!? One Great Doughnut! is more like it. Our downtown is becoming more parking lot than destination, and the most depressing part is knowing how vibrant it used to be. The photos of downtown in the past, with its hordes of strikers, shoppers and workers, tall buildings and streetcars, are everywhere, but you can't even walk across the city's most famous intersection anymore; you have to go underground because above ground is for cars. Are subterranean pedestrians meant to make a city great? Not that it matters since there's nowhere to walk to but a bunch of parking lots.
Since this birthday-wishes post to my partner has morphed into a rant about the city, I might as well go with it. This song captures the spirit of this city like nothing else - there is no need for me to go on.
So, back to the ascot... instead, I am going to give B the pattern of the ascot and the promise that the real thing will be around his neck once I've had a chance to go by way of the university again. And maybe we'll take a walk around downtown today. It's new year's day. There won't be anyone there.
Happy birthday, B! And happy new year.
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Hey!! Please wish B a big H.B from me and B!!!
Oh yah and H.N Y. also!
A & B & H
I am so effing smart, I finally figured out who ando is. (duh!)
seriously, there had better be awards for all of my mind expansion.
that first bit made me laugh out loud.
am confused about what an ascot really is.....it's just making me think of Silver Spoons for some reason.
also what one great city obviously needs is a mall. a big one. and some oil. all of these things really make a city soooo much better.
oh and it looks like oil city needs a song like that. I'm amazed it isn't we are the champions.
Will pass on wishes. HNY to you and B, too!
You just figured out Ando? Sorry. That is too slow. You can have a too slow award. I just have to figure out what that is.
An ascot is one of those fat ties. Norris on Coronation Street wears them when he dresses up. He is B's idol. Tee hee.
Silver Spoons? We were just talking about what a crappy show that was the other day.
Yeah, our big mall is not THAT big.
I just realised that first comment was from you, Ando! Happy new year to H as well - I forgot her. How could I?
so what, now I'm supposed to figure out who H is? you are mean girl.
B and I discussed and decided there must be another thing in the universe called and ascot because we can't imagine your B wearing one. I hope there will be neck photos.
I can't believe they are all B. It's very confusing.
Also P from Chile (rhymes with dial) had her baby on the 27th. I think her sister did too but no confirmation yet. She did choose the X name but since I haven't spoken to her I have no idea which way she'll pronounce it.
I don't think you've met H. She is very hairy.
B has indeed a side of him that wears an ascot. Or will wear one.
Yes, too much B!
Aha! I was wondering if I'd know who that was! That's awesome. And what a great name. Did you know it's my bro-in-law's middle name? 'X' makes a great initial. I bet she pronounces it 'H'.
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