:: Some news ::
Why, hello there.
Betcha thought I didn't have a blog anymore - I forgot for long stretches myself, as a matter of fact. But, alas, I am back. I can't promise posts on a more frequent basis - because I'd definitely just disappoint - and I won't necessarily even try.
But I'll try to try. And that will have to be good enough.
Anyways... I know back in June, I said I would post something longer on the Canucks losing the Stanley Cup. I didn't write much then because the pain was too fresh, the wound too deep. And even though we're now smack in the middle of August, I still haven't brought myself to do it. Oh, I've tried - three or four times, at least - but when I actually get passed the first few paragraphs, all that pain and anger comes back.
So I'd stop, and promise to come back to it later. I still will - I promise (There's that word again).
But until the time comes that I can eloquently write about the biggest disappointment I've experienced in some time, let's talk about something happier: me.
Well, me and Christene, to be more precise.
We are getting married.
Yeah, I know. I'm a little surprised myself. Not sure how it happened really, but it did, and I am glad. I know it was out of character/out of the blue, because after she said yes back in mid-July, these were some of the reactions I got from people.
"What the hell?!" (Christene... rather than, you know, saying 'yes')
"Holy fuck, are you shitting me?" (Bucholtz)
"WHOA!" (text message from someone I cannot remember)
"Wow! I never thought you would ever propose! (Kristyl, who apparently shared this view with Christene.)
"It's true. I kind of thought you never would. It would have been OK. We have the house and the dog, and I just didn't think you would." (Christene, when questioned about the above sentiment)
So yeah, it's fucking happening, folks. Clear your schedules, warn your livers, and send the kids to the neighbours, we're coming home loaded!*
*Because we're getting married in Las Vegas.
The tentative date will be early November, 2012. Likely at the Flamingo Hotel. Sure, there are much fancier hotels, but Christene and I have been to Vegas a lot over the last 3 years, and we agree all the new uber-fancy ones, which glittery and nice, seem a little too... corporate, for lack of a better word. They just seem to lack a little (or a lot) of that Old Vegas charm.
And since Christene and I are both bigger fans of historic Vegas than new Vegas, the Flamingo it likely will be. It's the perfect combination of Old Vegas charm/cheesiness, location, price, and well, it's probably one of the few older hotels that doesn't have bed bugs.
So there's that.
Consider yourself invited. (No, not you.)