Today is the 38th anniversary of Earth Day….everyone celebrate.

 I for one will take a break from driving my Hummer around town frivolously on this glorious day. I just hope the Earth Day Albino Squirrel will leave me presents tonight. I’ve been ever so good all year long.

Seacrest Out!

I was taking a stroll through the park yesterday and I discovered something that upset me more than Ryan Seacrest’s fame and popularity…and that my friends is couples who jog together.

 Young or old, it makes no difference, but there is nothing that irks me more than seeing a couple jogging side by side in their leggings and other overpriced running garb. Nowhere is this hatred fuelled more than in the High Park area, where I just know everyone is going home and drinking Zima and talking about some restaurant in Yorkville they saw Sean Penn at during the Toronto International Film Festival.

 I know this may be crossing the line of the high etiquette bar of jerk spot, but screw them.

 Below are some people jogging for your reference.

   <—–older people

<—-younger people against the sedentary lifestyle. I bet they go home and listen to John Mayer mp3s on their macbooks.

Ever notice yourself in a moment or action in life that seems like the quintessential example that answers the question “What has my life become?”

Like… leaving work at 5:15 to drive down to the YWCA to post a sign on the third floor that says “Due to illness this evening’s Lesbian Drop-In Group meeting is cancelled”? And then going back to work.

Brother can you spare a peer support group, I need one for myself.