... possibly for the farmers today.
It shouldn't come as a surprise to me that there was a winter storm warning today. Winter really doesn't end until near the end of May in Alberta.
What is a little depressing is that 4 weeks ago I was in Hawaii, enjoying the sun and the warmth. Now I'm back in a cube in wet wintery weather...
Such is life I guess.
(Today's post was brought to you by an attempt to post daily in order to get this blog up and running again)
What is a Quafaie?
Quafaie (pronounced: kwa FAY) are fantasy creatures that exist in the fantasy writing of Hugh Kemeny, and are created by him. They are primarily in Hugh Kemeny’s Black Phoenix short stories...
To learn more, read this post: What is a Quafaie?
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Slow start
For the past couple months I have been working out. I joined a gym back in February and been seeing a trainer to get in more shape.
He has put me on a 4 day routine; day 1 (Monday) upper body high weight low reps, day 2 (Tuesday) lower body high weight low reps, (Wednesday rest), day 3 (Thursday) upper body low weight high reps, day 4 (Friday) lower body low weight high reps, (Saturday & Sunday rest).
I have been going in the mornings before work, which seems the best time for me.
Today however I was not feeling like going. I still went. I didn't do the entire routine he had laid out for me though; my excuse: I couldn't find the size of medicine ball he wants me to work with.
I should probably also mention that I last week and today I have been working out in a different gym than my trainer is at, because I'm working in Calgary, and my trainer is in Edmonton.
The gym I'm currently working out at is walking distance to where I work, it is an old gym (first in the chain actually), and they plan on closing it within a year. There is a better gym near where I'm staying in Calgary, but not as close / convenient.
I have been thinking about trying that gym out, and I might do so. However, today at the gym I had a brief chat with a good looking guy in the locker room.
I had seen him in the gym working out, as I worked out, and discretely kept an eye on him. Though when I couldn't find the medicine ball I gave up and went to the locker room to shower and change.
After watching some of the other guys in the locker rooms, to make sure it was not breaking etiquette, I leave all my stuff in the locker, except my towel, when I go shower. I usually just carry the towel. When I get back to the locker I pack up my gym clothes before I get dressed, so I'm naked in the locker room.
Today when I left the shower this guy was changing at a locker 3 over from mine. As I was packing up (naked of course) I asked him how his work out was. We both had not-to-great workouts. We exchanged a few more words before he went to the shower - with his underwear on :(
I got dressed, and since I wanted to be polite and say good bye, I decided to stall my leaving. I went to the toilets as part of this stalling. I caught a glimpse of the guy in the shower, but he was grabbing his towel and covering himself up.
I went back to finish gathering my stuff, he arrived at his locker moments later. As I put my jacket on, grabbed my gym bag, and said "have a good day", I saw him putting his underwear on under his towel.
We didn't exchange names, nor did I find out when he usually works out, so I'm not sure I'll see him again. I hope to see more of him though. But I guess part of that will also depend on if I change gyms.
He has put me on a 4 day routine; day 1 (Monday) upper body high weight low reps, day 2 (Tuesday) lower body high weight low reps, (Wednesday rest), day 3 (Thursday) upper body low weight high reps, day 4 (Friday) lower body low weight high reps, (Saturday & Sunday rest).
I have been going in the mornings before work, which seems the best time for me.
Today however I was not feeling like going. I still went. I didn't do the entire routine he had laid out for me though; my excuse: I couldn't find the size of medicine ball he wants me to work with.
I should probably also mention that I last week and today I have been working out in a different gym than my trainer is at, because I'm working in Calgary, and my trainer is in Edmonton.
The gym I'm currently working out at is walking distance to where I work, it is an old gym (first in the chain actually), and they plan on closing it within a year. There is a better gym near where I'm staying in Calgary, but not as close / convenient.
I have been thinking about trying that gym out, and I might do so. However, today at the gym I had a brief chat with a good looking guy in the locker room.
I had seen him in the gym working out, as I worked out, and discretely kept an eye on him. Though when I couldn't find the medicine ball I gave up and went to the locker room to shower and change.
After watching some of the other guys in the locker rooms, to make sure it was not breaking etiquette, I leave all my stuff in the locker, except my towel, when I go shower. I usually just carry the towel. When I get back to the locker I pack up my gym clothes before I get dressed, so I'm naked in the locker room.
Today when I left the shower this guy was changing at a locker 3 over from mine. As I was packing up (naked of course) I asked him how his work out was. We both had not-to-great workouts. We exchanged a few more words before he went to the shower - with his underwear on :(
I got dressed, and since I wanted to be polite and say good bye, I decided to stall my leaving. I went to the toilets as part of this stalling. I caught a glimpse of the guy in the shower, but he was grabbing his towel and covering himself up.
I went back to finish gathering my stuff, he arrived at his locker moments later. As I put my jacket on, grabbed my gym bag, and said "have a good day", I saw him putting his underwear on under his towel.
We didn't exchange names, nor did I find out when he usually works out, so I'm not sure I'll see him again. I hope to see more of him though. But I guess part of that will also depend on if I change gyms.
Monday, April 26, 2010
It has been a while...
.. it has been a while since I last posted here. Life, as usual, has kept me busy.
That and trying to decide what I want to do with this blog, and I think I have decided on that now; this will become where I write up things on my mind that are not intended to directly link to my real life, almost becoming like an online diary (yeah I know many blogs are like that).
I'll also post some things related to nudism and naturalism, so the initial intent of the blog will stay. And with that will be an attempt at keeping this artistic.
What spurred me to write this post is related to the title... "It has been a while..."
Recently, within the past few days, a couple 'ghosts' from my past have in a way come back to haunt me.
On Saturday I got one of those spam emails (as follows) from an old boy-friend:
hey,
how are you ?
Just received my iphone 3gs 32gb from this website. www (dot) gsineh (dot) com much cheaper than others and genuine . if you would like to get one,you can check it out.
cheers
J--
This old 'boy-friend', if I can call him that, was someone I dated for most of the summer back in 2006. He was young, so I kind of forgive him for never officially breaking-up with me.... he stopped calling me and, when I purposefully ran into him at where he was working, he claimed his phone was in for repairs (that was about 1-2 weeks after I'd last heard from him).
Because of how he never spoke to me after that, I still feel it is a little unresolved.
I am the type of person to only wish harm on those that deserve it (like the guy I dated in early 2008, who convicted of fraud, and nearly caught me in his web .... thanks go out to his ex landlords who warned me!). So I in part wish to meet up with J. again to see how he's doing, hoping he is well....
Now, related to that I did a little cyber-stalking on him... looked up his Facebook profile from his email... we have a mutual friend, so if I really wanted to contact him, that could be a way... (now should I?)
Facebook is a powerful tool at finding old friends, and walking down memory lane....
First, a good friend of mine posted an photo from 2001 as her profile pic (I sent her the photo on her request), a couple people commenting on the photo are old classmates from back in the day... once again I am thinking of sending out friend invites to them....
But the one I wanted to comment on, since it has more emotion attached to it (again unresolved issues), I literally stumbled upon... I happened to click on an old colleague's profile, and at the top of his comments was the name of our old supervisor... back story now...
I worked in the UK for an engineering company in 2004-05. It was the first time I was a significant distance from home, and it surprised me at the number of cultural differences even in a culture of the same root language.
(I say root language since I use the following spoken phrase to illustrate the written difference: I ask people how they think one would spell "the tire hit the curb" in the UK... the answer, for those who don't know, is: "the tyre hit the kerb"). So little things like that, along with a miss-communication of expectations at the start, lead to me having problems in the job, and quitting.
When I quit I recall seeing relief and shock on my supervisor's face. However I was one of few people in the department, so by me quitting, that didn't help her work load....
... now we jump ahead a few years, to 2008...
I was applying for membership in an professional organization (even though I may not be a member for long... but that's another story).
In the application they wanted my work experience for the past 5-10 years, and references for certain ones, such as my job in the UK.
I managed to track down my old supervisor, she had left the company we had work at together. I asked her about providing a reference. After a few emails to her (and no reply), over a few months (about 1 email per month, so as not to appear too pushy), I got a reply which simply was:
'I can provide a reference, but you should know it will not be positive. Otherwise please don't contact me' (paraphrased from memory).
That shocked and disappointing me, not for the type of reference (I kind of thought it might be that), but in her request to not contact her again....
.... the day I received that I started writing a letter that essentially said: "I'm sorry for what ever I did that made you feel that way about me. I appreciate what you taught me while I was in the UK, and would like to thank you for that." True statements.
I never finished that letter, feeling if I were to write it I'd want to hand deliver it to her work place to show how much I respected her guidance despite what ever my problems were.
I ended up telling the professional organization a half truth... that I could not find someone to provide me a reference for that time. They still granted me membership (last summer), pending passing an exam I'm writing this summer.
Seeing my UK supervisor's name on a mutual friend's Facebook reminded me of those unresolved issues, and bridges burnt that I'd not know I'd burnt.... The up-side of it though, is I have a link to where she works should I want to pass on the letter.... however the 'new' letter will tell more about how my experience in the UK helped me decide on following a different path (one into teaching... which I'm sure I've mentioned earlier in my blog).
Whew, nice to purge some of those thoughts and emotions... and now that I've restarted this blog, hopefully I can continue with more frequent updates.
Feel free to leave comments on these topics, other issues you'd like to read about, or things you'd like to see in my blog.
That and trying to decide what I want to do with this blog, and I think I have decided on that now; this will become where I write up things on my mind that are not intended to directly link to my real life, almost becoming like an online diary (yeah I know many blogs are like that).
I'll also post some things related to nudism and naturalism, so the initial intent of the blog will stay. And with that will be an attempt at keeping this artistic.
What spurred me to write this post is related to the title... "It has been a while..."
Recently, within the past few days, a couple 'ghosts' from my past have in a way come back to haunt me.
On Saturday I got one of those spam emails (as follows) from an old boy-friend:
hey,
how are you ?
Just received my iphone 3gs 32gb from this website. www (dot) gsineh (dot) com much cheaper than others and genuine . if you would like to get one,you can check it out.
cheers
J--
This old 'boy-friend', if I can call him that, was someone I dated for most of the summer back in 2006. He was young, so I kind of forgive him for never officially breaking-up with me.... he stopped calling me and, when I purposefully ran into him at where he was working, he claimed his phone was in for repairs (that was about 1-2 weeks after I'd last heard from him).
Because of how he never spoke to me after that, I still feel it is a little unresolved.
I am the type of person to only wish harm on those that deserve it (like the guy I dated in early 2008, who convicted of fraud, and nearly caught me in his web .... thanks go out to his ex landlords who warned me!). So I in part wish to meet up with J. again to see how he's doing, hoping he is well....
Now, related to that I did a little cyber-stalking on him... looked up his Facebook profile from his email... we have a mutual friend, so if I really wanted to contact him, that could be a way... (now should I?)
Facebook is a powerful tool at finding old friends, and walking down memory lane....
First, a good friend of mine posted an photo from 2001 as her profile pic (I sent her the photo on her request), a couple people commenting on the photo are old classmates from back in the day... once again I am thinking of sending out friend invites to them....
But the one I wanted to comment on, since it has more emotion attached to it (again unresolved issues), I literally stumbled upon... I happened to click on an old colleague's profile, and at the top of his comments was the name of our old supervisor... back story now...
I worked in the UK for an engineering company in 2004-05. It was the first time I was a significant distance from home, and it surprised me at the number of cultural differences even in a culture of the same root language.
(I say root language since I use the following spoken phrase to illustrate the written difference: I ask people how they think one would spell "the tire hit the curb" in the UK... the answer, for those who don't know, is: "the tyre hit the kerb"). So little things like that, along with a miss-communication of expectations at the start, lead to me having problems in the job, and quitting.
When I quit I recall seeing relief and shock on my supervisor's face. However I was one of few people in the department, so by me quitting, that didn't help her work load....
... now we jump ahead a few years, to 2008...
I was applying for membership in an professional organization (even though I may not be a member for long... but that's another story).
In the application they wanted my work experience for the past 5-10 years, and references for certain ones, such as my job in the UK.
I managed to track down my old supervisor, she had left the company we had work at together. I asked her about providing a reference. After a few emails to her (and no reply), over a few months (about 1 email per month, so as not to appear too pushy), I got a reply which simply was:
'I can provide a reference, but you should know it will not be positive. Otherwise please don't contact me' (paraphrased from memory).
That shocked and disappointing me, not for the type of reference (I kind of thought it might be that), but in her request to not contact her again....
.... the day I received that I started writing a letter that essentially said: "I'm sorry for what ever I did that made you feel that way about me. I appreciate what you taught me while I was in the UK, and would like to thank you for that." True statements.
I never finished that letter, feeling if I were to write it I'd want to hand deliver it to her work place to show how much I respected her guidance despite what ever my problems were.
I ended up telling the professional organization a half truth... that I could not find someone to provide me a reference for that time. They still granted me membership (last summer), pending passing an exam I'm writing this summer.
Seeing my UK supervisor's name on a mutual friend's Facebook reminded me of those unresolved issues, and bridges burnt that I'd not know I'd burnt.... The up-side of it though, is I have a link to where she works should I want to pass on the letter.... however the 'new' letter will tell more about how my experience in the UK helped me decide on following a different path (one into teaching... which I'm sure I've mentioned earlier in my blog).
Whew, nice to purge some of those thoughts and emotions... and now that I've restarted this blog, hopefully I can continue with more frequent updates.
Feel free to leave comments on these topics, other issues you'd like to read about, or things you'd like to see in my blog.
Monday, October 19, 2009
"I thought you could put what ever you want on the internet"
While doing more research for my project on Celebration Theatre (in L.A.) I found this clip, I love the lines:
"There is no nudity here, this is the internet"
"I thought you could put what ever you want on the internet"
"Yeah on some channels where you press a button and pretend you are over 18"
(around 1:50)
"There is no nudity here, this is the internet"
"I thought you could put what ever you want on the internet"
"Yeah on some channels where you press a button and pretend you are over 18"
(around 1:50)
Friday, October 16, 2009
Nudity for a project!
For one of my school projects I have to research a community-based theatre. A community-based theatre is one that is run by a community, for the members of that community, expressing the issues of that community, and typically is somewhat political.
I am looking into Celebration Theatre in LA. It is a LGBTQ theatre group. They are also the birth place of Naked Boys Singing. Because of that, I'm adding this video to my blog (whether I use it in a presentation, I'm not sure yet).
I am looking into Celebration Theatre in LA. It is a LGBTQ theatre group. They are also the birth place of Naked Boys Singing. Because of that, I'm adding this video to my blog (whether I use it in a presentation, I'm not sure yet).
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Where does control turn to abuse?
My thoughts on this question stem from a variety of places, experiences, and incidences. Most recently however there have been two incidences, so to speak, that sparked a conversation with my friend D. (I'll be using initials not real names of the people) along the lines of this question.
On Wednesday, in one of my classes, we were discussing aspects of research papers we all have to do (the class is about 12 people, so a discussion of this sort wasn't too cumbersome), and one person mentioned spousal abuse, particularly abuse of women in heterosexual relationships. This sparked an idea for a story or play about abuse in gay (or lesbian, etc) relationships.
Moving on to today...
There is a guy, M., I have chatted with online, and met up with a few times. Although two of those times resulted in sex (one for that reason alone), I have been primarily interested in a friendship with him. The non-sex time was helping him out by driving him to a friend's place. He even invited me to his birthday party in a couple months. Also the first time we met, we chatted, and drank, for a good couple hours (the drinking is what probably lead to the sex).
Well, today I sent a simple "Hey how goes it?" text to M.
The reply I got was: "This is [M.]s boyfriend...Can you please leave him alone! Ya i don't like when people hit on him it makes me angry......"
I was a little floored by this for a couple reasons. First M. hadn't told me he had a boyfriend (if he had, I'd not have had sex with him, just stuck to the developing a friendship), and second, it seemed a little extreme for what I intended to be a friendly question. My, as polite reply as I could provide, was: "To [M.]'s boyfriend: [M.] had not told me about you, and besides i'm just a friend."
To which I got: "well id appreciate if you dont talk to him anymore"
I didn't reply directly to that text, instead I sent M. an email summarizing what his boyfriend had texted. As well as stating that though I respect his boyfriend's opinions, I believe it should be up to M. himself to decide if he should stop talking with me. I repeated an earlier offer to give him a ride to an evening class/event if he so needed, and concluded by saying that I'll leave it to him to contact me. Then added PS's of wishing him well in his classes, and hope that his boyfriend treats him well.
As I felt floored by M.'s boyfriend's comments, I called up D. to go for coffee. In the discussions with him as to why I called him up, he commented on how controlling M.'s boyfriend sounded.
I try not to judge people before I meet them, but there are some things that I don't get / bother me. Controlling who someone else can and can't talk to is one of them. Now if M. doesn't want to talk to me, that's fine. But not telling me, or having someone else tell me in such a tone as those texts, is another thing that bothers me.
More to the point what bothers me, in regard to the second point above, is people not telling me directly - such as "please don't contact me again," or "it's over between us, good bye." I have had 2-3 people tell me to never contact them again, and I haven't (though I had thought at the time of writing a letter basically saying: thank you for letting me know / being truthful. I am sorry if I ever wronged you. As per your wishes I will not contact you again, though you are free to contact me. I wish you all the best). I have told a couple people never to contact me again, and as far as I recall they never have. And I have had a few guys I've dated stop contacting me / returning my calls. Eventually I gave up seeing if they were alright - I hardly pester people, and if so it would be out of good reason, such as concern for their well being.
Any how, I am trying not to judge M.'s boyfriend, or M. for that matter, but until I hear directly from M., if I see him in the street I will say hi.
There is more to this topic, personal experiences, I had thought of including, but it is late for me, and I made my point (rant).
For those that do read my blog, I would like to know your thoughts on this topic.
On Wednesday, in one of my classes, we were discussing aspects of research papers we all have to do (the class is about 12 people, so a discussion of this sort wasn't too cumbersome), and one person mentioned spousal abuse, particularly abuse of women in heterosexual relationships. This sparked an idea for a story or play about abuse in gay (or lesbian, etc) relationships.
Moving on to today...
There is a guy, M., I have chatted with online, and met up with a few times. Although two of those times resulted in sex (one for that reason alone), I have been primarily interested in a friendship with him. The non-sex time was helping him out by driving him to a friend's place. He even invited me to his birthday party in a couple months. Also the first time we met, we chatted, and drank, for a good couple hours (the drinking is what probably lead to the sex).
Well, today I sent a simple "Hey how goes it?" text to M.
The reply I got was: "This is [M.]s boyfriend...Can you please leave him alone! Ya i don't like when people hit on him it makes me angry......"
I was a little floored by this for a couple reasons. First M. hadn't told me he had a boyfriend (if he had, I'd not have had sex with him, just stuck to the developing a friendship), and second, it seemed a little extreme for what I intended to be a friendly question. My, as polite reply as I could provide, was: "To [M.]'s boyfriend: [M.] had not told me about you, and besides i'm just a friend."
To which I got: "well id appreciate if you dont talk to him anymore"
I didn't reply directly to that text, instead I sent M. an email summarizing what his boyfriend had texted. As well as stating that though I respect his boyfriend's opinions, I believe it should be up to M. himself to decide if he should stop talking with me. I repeated an earlier offer to give him a ride to an evening class/event if he so needed, and concluded by saying that I'll leave it to him to contact me. Then added PS's of wishing him well in his classes, and hope that his boyfriend treats him well.
As I felt floored by M.'s boyfriend's comments, I called up D. to go for coffee. In the discussions with him as to why I called him up, he commented on how controlling M.'s boyfriend sounded.
I try not to judge people before I meet them, but there are some things that I don't get / bother me. Controlling who someone else can and can't talk to is one of them. Now if M. doesn't want to talk to me, that's fine. But not telling me, or having someone else tell me in such a tone as those texts, is another thing that bothers me.
More to the point what bothers me, in regard to the second point above, is people not telling me directly - such as "please don't contact me again," or "it's over between us, good bye." I have had 2-3 people tell me to never contact them again, and I haven't (though I had thought at the time of writing a letter basically saying: thank you for letting me know / being truthful. I am sorry if I ever wronged you. As per your wishes I will not contact you again, though you are free to contact me. I wish you all the best). I have told a couple people never to contact me again, and as far as I recall they never have. And I have had a few guys I've dated stop contacting me / returning my calls. Eventually I gave up seeing if they were alright - I hardly pester people, and if so it would be out of good reason, such as concern for their well being.
Any how, I am trying not to judge M.'s boyfriend, or M. for that matter, but until I hear directly from M., if I see him in the street I will say hi.
There is more to this topic, personal experiences, I had thought of including, but it is late for me, and I made my point (rant).
For those that do read my blog, I would like to know your thoughts on this topic.
Blogging
Over the past year I have learned a few things about myself, including the fact that I'm not good at consistently blogging. Mostly because real life gets in the way. Therefore, my postings here may be sporadic.
I had thought about giving up on this blog, but then there are somethings I'd like to blog about, so I will be keeping this blog, but may not post regularly.
A few things happened to me today that I feel I need to blog about. They are in the following chronological posts (above).
I had thought about giving up on this blog, but then there are somethings I'd like to blog about, so I will be keeping this blog, but may not post regularly.
A few things happened to me today that I feel I need to blog about. They are in the following chronological posts (above).
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Playing with Picasa
Where I'm staying has slow wireless, so as I was waiting for email to load, I decided to look more at some of the many programs I have on my computer. The program I choose was Picasa 3 (a free program from Google: http://picasa.google.ca/
Due to a history of problems with my computer, I keep my files on an external hard drive, which I didn't plug in tonight. So the only photos I had to play with are the photos I have on my laptop - which consist primarily of photos for my desktop.
While I was playing with Picasa, I noticed first the Collage function, where you can create a collage of a series of photos. Then I noticed there was different settings for the collage, from the typicall pile photos, to mosaic, frame mosaic, grid, contact sheet, and multiple exposure.
After playing around with the layout I found the page format and noticed the Desktop Background button that turns the collage into the desktop background.
Below are the desktop photos I created:



If you want any of these as unwatermarked desktops, just email me and let me know which one: nudecanadianboy@yahoo.com
Due to a history of problems with my computer, I keep my files on an external hard drive, which I didn't plug in tonight. So the only photos I had to play with are the photos I have on my laptop - which consist primarily of photos for my desktop.
While I was playing with Picasa, I noticed first the Collage function, where you can create a collage of a series of photos. Then I noticed there was different settings for the collage, from the typicall pile photos, to mosaic, frame mosaic, grid, contact sheet, and multiple exposure.
After playing around with the layout I found the page format and noticed the Desktop Background button that turns the collage into the desktop background.
Below are the desktop photos I created:
- First the Pile Collage with nature photos I took (mostly from Scotland, but a couple from a plane over Brazil, a couple from else where in the UK, one from the Netherlands, and one from Canada)
- Second the Mosaic Collage with some of those nature photos (removed some to make the mosaic look somewhat good)
- Third the Mosaic Collage with some hot guy pics I have as backgrounds..... and as I am attempting to keep this blog 'clean' the guys aren't showing much more than a hot ass ;-)



If you want any of these as unwatermarked desktops, just email me and let me know which one: nudecanadianboy@yahoo.com
Saturday, July 25, 2009
World of Warcraft - The Internet is for porn (YouTube)
A friend showed me this, so I thought I'd share:
Info on YouTube:
Please note, I didn't make the video and I don't take credit for it. I happened to find the video on FilePlanet and downloaded it to share with you all here =)
Adapted for World of Warcraft, the song is from the musical Avenue Q.
Downloaded from FilePlanet at:
http://www.fileplanet.com/158925/150000/fileinfo/World-of-Warcraft---Internet-is-for-Porn
Info on YouTube:
Please note, I didn't make the video and I don't take credit for it. I happened to find the video on FilePlanet and downloaded it to share with you all here =)
Adapted for World of Warcraft, the song is from the musical Avenue Q.
Downloaded from FilePlanet at:
http://www.fileplanet.com/158925/150000/fileinfo/World-of-Warcraft---Internet-is-for-Porn
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Bill 44
As I mentioned a few posts ago, I really should have commented on the absurdity of Alberta's Bill 44....
Luckily a friend sent me this vid to point out the positives in the bill...
Luckily a friend sent me this vid to point out the positives in the bill...
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