The move

A friend will help you move, a good friend will help you move a body.

Of course, if you're in the business of moving bodies you're pretty screwed up and should seek professional help. Morticians and funeral directors excluded.

I studied for two weeks straight and finished my exams on a Saturday. Because of time constraints, I was forced to begin packing immediately after my final exam. I moved that afternoon to my new home in the heart of Corydon Village. Mike helped me by way of proving a minivan and muscle power. He also brought a little kid along who proved to be quite handy when it came to holding doors open and closing drawers shut with duct tape. You're such a good friend, I love you Mike. I honestly have no idea what I would have done without you.

So I've moved in to my new place. It's a basement room in a whole house shared by four other guys. They're all Mennonite. I'm a bisexual of British descent. We are getting along swimmingly.

My new room has basically no furniture in it. I am desperately in need of a dresser and a computer desk that has drawers or I'll never get anything unpacked. I am living out of duffel bags at the moment and it's driving me nuts.

But I must admit that overall, I'm quite content in my new home, and slowly recovering from the mental bruising from the past two weeks.

Hockey Fans

My friend Mike sent a mass email asking his friends to come and support his hockey team, the CMU Blazers. They were playing against a team they dearly wanted to beat, the Providence Freemen, and fan support is what the doctor ordered. I'd never been to a hockey game before. I thought it would be a great way to support a friend and try something new.

I got there early. Once his other friends arrived, the support escalated into something only marriage could tolerate. It was like married couples gone wild!

Mike didn't even look at us the entire time, even though we had SIGNS! Broke our tender hearts.

You have to see it to believe it. I think I like this sport!

Check out a previous hockey arena video with Mike F and the gang playing broom ball.

Birthday of Catan

I had a great birthday party with my friends. We played Settlers of Catan, which is quickly becoming one of my favorite board games. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect party!

Broomball

Broomball. Never heard of it until Carolyn invited me to a wedding shower for Marc and Chars. At first I said that I wasn't going to play 'cause of my arthritis. But about 20 seconds into the game I realized that I was missing out on a world of fun! It wasn't that intensive as I imagined. I hurt today, but it was worth it.

You should all know that I did indeed play the game for about 45 minutes and then decided to film the remainder. I blocked approximately 4 goals. I have no idea how I ended up in net half the time. My team was no where to be found. There was also little by way of comparison between myself and the broom stick.

Mini Party Island

That's the name of our phenomenal flotation device, made by Coleman, which allowed for an awesome adventure muddy Assiniboine River. Six friends embarked on a first: Lazily tubing on the medium current of filthy water, not knowing what we would encounter around every bend.

We made the 6 o'clock news.

And rightly so. I've searched for stories of people who have plied waterways of Winnipeg on raft or tube and come up empty handed every time, so when the news crew spotted us nearing our destination, they couldn't help but capture this momentous occasion! I was videoblogging while they were filming us, and in the video dubbed our voices over top of the news footage.

The water of the Assiniboine is truly a turn off, resembling refined sewage without the smell. Could we be the first people to float down the river in an inflateable Mini Party Island and survived to tell the tale? I'm willing to bet YES. History in the making, folks. Go forth and do likewise.