Okay, so it’s 10:15 am Christmas morning, I’ve been awake since 6:20am, and the 16-year-old child has finally risen and… he has decided to shower. We have not celebrated Christmas morning yet and on average this is a 45 minute endeavor.

My wife came to the gym with me today. Finally. I’m very proud of her.

Happy darkest day of the year to all who celebrate.

Without getting into the gory details, three pretty awful things have happened this December. I’m pretty close to a pre-2026 menty b.

Catching up on 2011 by finally watching Game of Thrones.

I love how our language is so insanely binary that you can find an opposing phrase of advice for every bit of advice given. Some examples:

He was the sweetest fluff buddy anyone could have ever asked for. I already miss him so much. Just pure heartbreak. I hope you’re chasing birdies right now, Charles. I love you so much. 💔

Those moments that define you? One of them happened tonight and I chose poorly. I was at a work holiday party while my wife and son took our cat to the vet to be put down. Crying on the SkyTrain is very cool (sarc.)

I know I’m an adult, and if I want cake, I can just go buy cake, but I shouldn’t buy cake, so I won’t buy cake, but I could buy cake, but also cake is expensive.

I fucking LOVE “A Praise Chorus” by Jimmy Eat World, but that one line “… even at 25, you gotta start sometimes…” really bugs me when I hear it at almost 50. Bro, you didn’t know anything then and you can restart anytime. And you’re probably going to have to. And I’m sure Jim Adkins has done.

My feed is depressing and I am tired. Please, suggest to me some funny MFers to follow.

I know a few people who used to go hard in the party scene. Like, hard. And they’ve gotten cleaned up and that’s really great, but now they’re going hard on sobriety. And that’s great too. It’s when they go so hard on sobriety that the perceived assumption is that everyone who is not sober is out

I am not Max Muncy from the Dodgers, but thanks for checking, though.

It’s story time! A weird, random anecdote for the 12 people still here reading this. At the SkyTrain platforms, twice a day, each day I commute into work, I watch as people move up and down the stairs on their commutes. I see everyone. All types of people. There’s the speedsters, the slowpokes,

I’ve been at the top of my game; I’m a level under that now, and I feel like I want to get back up, but I hated it there, so why do I feel that way? It’s been a couple of years and I don’t remember how to do it.

Had a little spiral yesterday, realizing I’m turning 50 in 2026, and realizing that I probably only have a solid 30 years of life left, which makes my son not quite my age when I die (assuming I die at 80) and it freaked me out.

My skin crawls when people refer to their wife as “the wife”.

I got separated from my wife at London Drugs and I can’t find here so I guess we’re divorced now.

I swear the guy next to me on the SkyTrain was wearing Sex Panther Cologne. My eyes are still watering.

Looks like I didn’t get raptured. Again.

Okay, it’s officially the end of summer. Feel free to post that.

Sydney’s Weenie.

I’ve never been good at expressing my opinion. Maybe more accurately I’ve never been good at standing behind my opinion. I have opinions. But I also have a need to be liked. And I’m tired and I don’t want to fight. But I want to express my opinions and be bold enough to stand behind them.

I walk past pickle ballers every morning at 7am on my way to work. It used to bug me that they were at it so early, but I’m up at 7am on Sundays ripping motorbikes with my friends. So I get it.

Unpaid labour? This guy had a work dream about installing a 50 foot demo screen at a trade show.

My baby boy started his carpentry program in grade 11 at a new school today. So proud of him. Also, why is he so old?

I want everyone to know that this is NOT the last week of summer. Summer ends September 21. Don’t be a sucka.

I have my annual review today (well, I’m only 10 months in but they review all at the same time). I know I’m good, but in this economy? Who knows?

R.I.P. to my trusty Krups coffee grinder. It coughed out one last very inconsistent grind before conking out. You served with duty and honour, and you will be missed.

The dentists at Brentwood missed out on an opportunity to rebrand it as “Brentistry”. Nope; that sucks. Sorry.

Another work success today. It floors me to finally be part of an organization that is open to trying new marketing ideas and having them lead to actual results.

Is “I wake up feeling rested and refreshed” a real statement about how people feel?

$12 million? How do I become a CEO?

When I was a kid, I thought his name McJagger.

Me, looking at LinkedIn every day - “do I suck?”

Okay, wait, what did I miss? Why is former wrestler Triple H standing beside Trump at the Canadian tariff announcement? This is bananas.

In all my years workin’ for a livin’ there’s one common thread - even at my highest level, I have always had administrative tasks to take care of. I fell like there’s a level above where you can shop those tasks out, but the side effect is that you become an asshole.

I can’t believe we lost two iconic musicians in a row.

First Malcolm Jamal Warner, now Ozzy Osbourne. I’m at that age where the stars from my youth are falling.

I still think all the thoughts at the same time. I’m just better at coping with them now. I hope everyone is doing the best they can.

Snort-laughing at this like a teenage boy right now cuz sometimes we have to enjoy some immature toilet humour to lighten the load

I know that I’ll never be rich, because when I fuck up, I feel shame and a sincere need to rectify and own up to the problem. Rich people ignore their mistakes, have others clean up their messes, and press on like nothing happened because there are no consequences for them.

Today is a perfect sleep-in day. Stupid responsibilities.

I have started 3 projects today, all 3 were incorrect based on crappy information. Some days are just like that. Not gonna get upset.

This bowl of Cap’n Crunch is my pre-workout.

Just sat in the Tulameen River for a couple of hours with my wife and my son and it was the best day ever.

I feel like I need to [should] win an award of some kind.

I have gained 12 pounds I. Both fat and muscle in the last 6 months and I hate it. *munches snack

I think I saw the most Vancouver thing today, a guy asking for change and collecting it in an empty Naloxone case. 🙁

Men are lonely, but I’m literally listening to my wife talking on the phone to a friend and I’m like “ew, no.”