Okay, first of all... that dude's name is "Julio Navarro". I dunno about the rest of you, but I get the impression that he's neither Slavic nor Italian... although maybe that's just me. The eyes are a little off, so's the nose... but the hair and shape of the face- it could definitely be a cousin of jeremy's... on his great-great-grand-dads' spanish side, of course.

i would just like to take this moment to say as a Chinese Canadian, CHA-CHINK!!

happy new years monkiddies.

I would like to say that, at this time, as an Indian-Canadian... no, that doesn't sound right... a Canadian Indian... no, somehow that's not right either...

Ahem... lemme try again. I would like to take this opportunity as a person who can effectively take offense at this time, to take offense to the use of the adjective "Italian" previously on this page. Particularly in the phrases "a very Italian guy" and "i believe the name game is called "hot-dogging"." In this time of extreme political correctness and falling-over-our-feet-to-please-our-heels, this terminology is unacceptable. Besides, the guy obviously looks too hippie to be Jeremy. Jere's got more of a "I'm a mountain nun trying to be a hobbit scientist" look than an "I'm an astronomer trying to look like a fake scientist" look to him.

As for Big Fish, if cheap, count me in. (By the way, I also find the use of " what's his name Obi-Wan-Ewan McGreggor" rather distasteful. You obviously knew his name, what's-your-face alison.)

i believe the name game is called "hot-dogging", and the astronomer looks a little too "slavic"

and on the note of the Jeremy Look-alike

close but no cigar. That guy looks a little too Italian (for lack of a better descriptor, not any intended disrespect, I lived with a very Italian guy this summer, so I wouldn't intentionally offend anyone). But he seriously looks like a Gino or something. I think that's the difference: the French vs the Italian. That and look-alike is far more put-together and presentable. ;) haha, Jere, I had to!

haha... did you ever play that game when you were a kid?
So... if Olivia Newton-John married John Wayne, divorced, married Wayne Newton, divorced, and married Elton John, her name would be...
haha

Okay, really, it's alison just in case you were wondering

Anyway, I'm gonna try to make it out to some of the International Week events.
They all sound interesting, and surprisingly educational.

um... one last thing, seeing as nothing came of my question last week,
is anyone interested in going to Big Fish next weekend?
It's the Tim Burton movie with Helena Bonham-Carter (-Branagh-new guy) and what's his name Obi-Wan-Ewan McGreggor. It really sounds like a fun trip. Anyone care to join me?

My dad is snoring so loudly right now... *sigh* I don't think it's escapable within this stinkin' house.

I dunno, you be the judge:

whoa, Tony- you're right, I see what you mean! He totally DOES look like Jeremy!!!

Pre-Season: 1 and 3

Regular Season: 4 and 1

Come out and watch us play Feb 1st at the Granite, 5:30 pm. Looks like there will be a bonspiel happening March 5, 6 & 7.

The last month of curling has been bitter sweet since the long Christmas break. The January 4rth match-up saw the team lose by default after a replacement deserted our heros. The following week the team was determined to make a positive showing and used rage and well-placed frustration to pummel and pound out a 10 - 0 win over an amateur band of biology granduate students. And while relishing a real victory, and especailly over graduate students, had left our team with a certain sense of gratification, a real sense of retribution completed the evening with the severe beating of the so called replacement from the week before.

Determined and resolved for victory, our home team slid out this week to face yet another team of combatants for riches and glory. Unphased by the an absent Angela, the three remaining players continued on with the game on the promise that she would make an appearance so that the team would not lose by default. Facing our team tonight was another group of biology graduate students who seemed determined to avenge their hapless comrades from 2 weeks prior. The tone of the match up was set early as the violent and agitated graduate students tried futiley to gain a footing against our hardened heros. The turning point of the match came with 5 point end that crushed all spirit and sense of self worth from our teams competition. With the score sitting 10 - 0 again in favor of our hero's, all would seem perfect save the fact that the team was missing a female player. Ultimately the decision would lay with the opposition to decide if the home team would leave dejected in loss or triumphant in victory. The evening would be won with the tactful maneuverings of the teams interim skip, Matthew Beckett who, making use of skill, prowess, and a distracting necktie convinced the other team their sound beating was well deserved. Celebrating their victory in front of another sold out crowd, our home team would look to the next game on Feb. 1 at 5:30 to continue their winning streak. Yet in the back of their minds sat the fact that they had been abandoned yet again... and that the last hapless person to do so had been left a bloody mess searching for missing teeth on the ice...