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Traveling from France to Canada in July is much less brutal than going from Nicaragua to Canada in February. Yet, there are still things that feel pretty awesome after any long trip.
Staying in a hotel is often one of the perks of traveling. You don’t have to do anything but check in (and pay). Towels and toiletries are provided, as well as a comfy bed with ten pillows (who sleeps with that many pillows?). If you are lucky, you may even get free newspapers and a good breakfast. Well, that’s the theory anyway. Sometime, it just doesn’t go as planned…
Like most new parents, I’m often torn between sharing cute pictures of my kid and withholding them because, you know, it’s a big scary world we are living in. It may be my “Amélie Poulain” side but most days, I choose to see the world as a nice place and I refuse to give in to the “culture of fear” where we are too often scared of the wrong things.
I spend a lot of time online, both for work and leisure. I love surfing the Web: I’m an avid reader and Internet is a goldmine of information. But lately, I discovered a few trends that are to me, a visitor, a huge turn-off.Here are my 5 website pet peeves or “Why you lost a visitor”.
As a freelancer, I’m online a lot. Granted, I spent most of my on not-so-exacting websites like French-English dictionary and language-related websites (and actually working!), but sometimes I need a break and I click on “Time-Wasting Websites” in my bookmarks.
If you have a criminal record in Canada, you might need a Canadian pardon in order to perform certain activities such as working abroad. Having a criminal record can limit your job and travel opportunities. In fact, if you have a criminal background in Canada and you wish to cross the border into the United States, you will need to obtain a Canadian pardon and a United States entry waiver.
Canadians like pets, and in residential neighbourhoods it’s common to see people walking their dogs after an early diner, no matter the weather.
However, unlike French, Canadians are well-behaved and they pick up after their dogs—streets here are not dotted with dog poop.
I can almost always tell when a blog is about to die, and it has nothing to do with how popular it is. Once in a while, the author comes back to apologize: “I know I haven’t written in a while… I promise I’ll blog more”. This is usually the beginning of the end. Because you can’t force yourself to write to please the audience. Otherwise, you sound like an awkward date who tries to avoid uncomfortable lulls in the conversation.
And… I’m back! Gee, being off the grid for a day was strange.
For those who haven’t visited lately, I took the blog offline for a day for a much-needed spring clean-up.
Almost four years of blogging later, today I’m publishing my 500th post.
It all started in October 2006. At the time, I had been a permanent resident in Canada for exactly a year (and I had been in Canada for already two years) but I was still getting comfortable with my new country. I had no idea what I would do with a blog nor did I have any idea how all that (all that being me in Canada, working as a teacher) was going to turn out.
For those in Paris or around: my dad is having an exhibition of his paintings in the suburb of Paris. From November 12th to December 6th, he is actually painting in the art gallery in front of the visitors. The exhibition will then last till December 20th, 2009. Go check it out and say hi from me, the ungrateful daughter who can’t fly home to admire his art!
When I stepped outside the house for a last smoke, right after midnight, I caught sight of a shadow on the sidewalk. A young woman was standing there, looking in my direction.
A while ago, inspired by my English buddy Graham, I decided to build a shop for this website, to sell some photography. After a lot of tweaking and editing, the shop is finally ready!
There isn’t a good way present your products, no matter how many metaphors you use: “ED” (erectile dysfunction), “Love Life Again” (get it hard, finally), “miracle diet pill” (take a placebo pill and eat less) or “it’s time for an honest voice” (get out and exercise, lazy ass!). Not to mention the freaky side effects, usually muttered very fast at the end of the commercial.
It’s contest time!
I feel like celebrating the beginning of the summer, the fact this blog has almost reached 200 posts, that traffic is getting bigger and bigger and… basically, I’m happy and feel like giving stuffs away. Enjoy!
A while ago, I blogged about Four Little Things and I mentioned my old Tiger Balm (万金油） that I bought long time ago. Shionge commented and offered to send me some from Singapore, where she lives — Tiger Balm, although widely used everywhere in the world and found throughout Asia, is manufactured in Singapore, so I guess she’s very familiar with it! I thanked her and we exchanged addresses.
It’s time to give out free ad spots!
And the winners of The “Win An Ad Sport” Contest are…
Okay, let me first take a red pen (teacher training blahblahblah). Oh, first of all, let me thank my contesters: Ghosty, Jé Maverick, Seraphine, JoAnn, Linguist In Waiting, Johnada, Beaverboosh, Theresa, Colleen, Aiglee, Art, Kyh and Scarlett.
It’s contest time!
Just like in February, I’m organizing a new contest to give you a chance to display your ad on my blog.
Ouch, been tagged! Zunnur of A Little Time asked me to complete the now famous “seven things about me” meme.
It’s time to announce the winners of The Tricky Questions Contest! First of all, thanks to all of you who participated. I had to moderate the comments for a while because some smart English guy (Wapentake, yes, it’s you!) got most of the answers right only a few minutes after publishing the post.
Has anyone ever bought something from a telemarketer? Enlighten me! If someone calls to ask if you need to replace your windows, what are the chances that are gonna go: “absolutely sir, that’s exactly what I was my wife and I were talking about over diner when you called! Tell me, which numbers do you need on my credit card?”