
That's right, I'm back...bringing down both the average I.Q. and average income of Edmontonians!
Hello Friendmonton. Thanks for being here. We need to have a talk about something.
Kids, I have lost my job. Now, I don’t want you kids to be scared, because I know there is a certain standard of living we’ve all grown accustomed to, and that you guys don’t want anything to change. We may have to tighten our belts a bit in the short term, but Derjis, you can still play hockey this year and Paul, we can still afford your clarinet lessons. We’re just going to have to pull together as a family and do the best we can in these tight economic times.
This is not your fault. It’s nobody’s fault. Well, I was downsized from a less than popular local TV station that wanted to centralize their commercial production in Calgary, so it’s sort of their fault. And also maybe the fault of the CRTC. And also the fault of an inherently flawed infrastructure for local TV, established in the 1960s that we, for some reason, have continued to use despite its increasing irrelevance.
BUT- it’s not you kids’ fault. Jeff and I still love you all very much. And the upside is that I’m going to be around a lot more now. I’ll be here when you guys get to work in the morning, and when you come home from school at night. I’ll be here baking cookies, and helping you with your homework and barging into your bedrooms because g.d. it, I have told you a million times DOOR STAYS OPEN when you have boys in here!
But I digress. I just wanted to say that I haven’t been a very good blogger to you kids over the last few weeks, and all that changes starting now.
I hate my clarinet lessons!
I hate you!
Why was I ever born?!
GO TO YOUR ROOM!
Does this mean we’re going to have to wear clothes from the Saan store to school…? *sad face*
Scared abt teh future, y’all…!
sorry to hear your not so good news…..i hope things work out the way you want them to…..
:)
ps..i know EXACTLY how you feel….like shit to begin with…but it does get better
No home for me…let me out of the basement and I will sell pencils by the liquor store
it’s not a “home,” ma. it’s a “seniors living complex.” and for the last time, IT’S PERFECTLY NICE!