Monday, April 17, 2006

The Great White North. Beauty, eh?

Finally got a moment and decided to say a thing or three about my trip to Canadia last week. As I said, I was exhausted when I got home. Traveling really messes me up. Anyway, here are a few photos from the trip.

Canadians have small cars. They were ALL this small. True story.

The startlingly phallic CN Tower looming over downtown Toronto. My hotel was really close to it, but I was too homophobic to go and visit it. OK, that’s not true at all. I was pretty much either busy at the press check or passed out in my hotel room from sleep deprivation.

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That’s Kate. The Client. Who knows PMS 197 on sight and can pick it out from a line up. We made a deal. She handled the Magenta and Yellow and I was in charge of Cyan and Black.

As I was leaving I got attacked by Canadian Geese. I suspect that the authorities knew that I wasn’t a huge threat and instead of sending the Mounties, they sent the Geese. Geese can be mean, by the way.

All in all it was a good trip. The job printed well and we got loads done in a compressed amount of time. And I went to Tim Horton’s and got a cruller.  Bob and Doug were totally right. Those crullers are awesome.

My one complaint on the trip? Got lost EVERY TIME I got in the car. For some unfathomable reason, the Queen’s Expressway (QEW) is called the Gardiner Expressway at different points along the same highway. Or possibly it’s the QEW in one direction and the Gardiner in the other. I was never quite clear on that. Which explains why I got lost every time I stepped into a vehicle. On the way from the airport to the printing plant, we got halfway to Niagra Falls (way passed the Ford plant if you are geographically familiar with Toronto), before we turned around.

And now I say “eh” at the end of every spoken sentence.

Damn those overly pleasant Canadians!

1. As long as you didn’t pick up any Fargo-esque qualities I’m sure you’ll be fine.

   As for the printer, I’ve not the slightest idea why it would be doing that. Though, they say that most computer screwups are caused by human error. Uh, not necessarily your error of course, but maybe someone was mucking around with the settings and accidently enabled or edited something. At least, that is if I understand dhcp requests correctly. If dhcp requests are the printer asking computers/the intarweb where the hell it is, then I stand by my wildly uninformed and uneducated guess that somebody bumped into the settings.

   Posted by Sasha  on  04/18/06  at  05:07 PM

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