Clean...

Not too long ago, some of us went to Salt Spring Island for a weekend. It was lovely: The market, the nature, the hippies... It was there that my Mum and Dad's Mums bought me my very first personally-sized, professional broom. Of course, kids love to sweep - but for those of you who know me, I take sweeping very seriously, and I love this serious broom. If you don't have something you love as much as I love this broom, look into it.

We also went on an hour plus fishing excursion. That was fun (mostly). Sidenote: Fishing and brooms do not go well together. We all survived (including the fish).

Lastly, we visited our old home recently. It looked better than when we were there (don't tell the parents I said that). I didn't have my broom with me at the time, but boy did I charge up and down that hallway.

Sidenote 2: Congratulations Liam, and Hello Olive!

Form

Just a quick update to let you know that I'm still working on my game. There can be a fair amount of temptation when you're in your late 1s and you've got a solid kick, to lay back and ride that kind of accomplishment. Approaching my mid-2s that's not going to cut it anymore.

A few days ago, with the help of some gruelling drills, I got a better handle on dribbling (it has a heavy emphasis on moving and running which are two of my favourite things).

A Big Wheel...

Last weekend, I was in Victoria where I did the usual amount of eating, entertaining and constant calorie burning. All in all, it was a pretty familiar weekend, until we found an old Big Wheel. I didn't even have time to check if all the parts were secure before I started barreling down the hill - this was an urgent matter as you will briefly see in my new DubJam video (better with sound)...

Weekend Warriors

Man! More and more it seems like weekends are the pivotal period of the week. Loads of people, lots of food, lots of action, Coventry victories, family and fun, and often... next-level 'cool new move' development.

Last Sunday we went back to GoFish for lunch (a recent regular for Saturday dinner), with my friend Chloe. The wait for food can be a bit much, but it gave us ample time to work on some of our new coastline dance moves and hand gestures.

Recently, we've been eating outside more. We used to only do this on weekends, but with the weather being so cooperative we've started to slide rooftop dinners into the odd weekday as well.

Lastly, yesterday morning was the first time I had watched more than 3 minutes of soccer with my Dad (don't get me wrong, I like soccer, but seriously... take longer to score a goal). We came down at 6:45am, got our milk and got settled, and I lasted until about 7:40.

My Dad told me he'd waited over 2 years for a morning like that.

Zip Zip Zip Zip...

Wow, did my Dad ever pick a bad time to be out of town. When I woke up this morning, I had no idea that a Zip Line was in my very near future. I just have one question... what's the record for number of times down a zip line in a row while laughing?

Watersliding Sundays with Strawberry

A large group of us went to the waterslides last Sunday. I had assumed that a waterslide park would be for children, but our group was 89% adults, with a strong, to pretty strong average household income.

Upon arrival, my Dad (excited) took me down a couple of slow kid slides, followed by a fast short one. Without getting into the details, I was pretty cool about having to inhale pool water, but that was my last slide and I sported a handsome, fitted life vest for the rest of the day.

After that, there was about 3 hours of running, soccer, watching my friends come firing out of water-filled tubes, and strawberry ice cream. The whole day was fun, but let's just say it was the Ice Cream that really put it over the top.

Communication is really important.

I love to garden. I especially love watering. I'm mum's head waterer. It helps me concentrate.

Speaking of good concentration...

I like short sentences. It's my choice communication. Four words usually suffice. They're direct and focused. Occasionally I'll hit five worders. But they're pretty indulgent. Nietzsche would certainly concur. I quote the [super]man...

"It is my ambitiontosayinfourwordsentenceswhatothersayinwholeparagraphs."

You should try it. Dad should try it! That guy can talk!

A new movement perhaps? Instead of Twitter, 2DaPointBAM.com?

Me in a windstorm.

Summer's Arrived!

The Sun has arrived! It's been quite a month since my last post and quite a World Cup! This is me watching while I nursed a large beverage.

Congratulations Spain! So exciting that a new country won this year.

Beyond the World Cup, these last few weeks have included a trip to Portland with the ladies, Mum and Miss Faye (who were congratulated there for having the courage to raise a child together, as it was during Portland's Pride). Then I did some nature/camping with Nanna & Grandpa and Mum in Parksville. And then my Dad got home from Africa. He had a great time and said he'd let me know when the pictures are up. He did show me one though... he tried to sneak this guy home for me he said, but apparently the little one's mum wasn't into it.

Commercial and The World Peace

Last weekend I went for a wander on Commercial Drive here in Vancouver. It was littered with Italians - more than usual. The combination of Commercial + Italian Day + World Cup Fever made it very festive.

My Dad's actually heading to South Africa soon (if you hadn't heard I'd be surprised - he hasn't stopped talking about it since February). I watched some of the opening match with him this morning in fact - under the agreement that at halftime we would be switching to 'Little Bear'.

I too will be doing some traveling soon. I'm off to Portland for the weekend with a couple of birds, and then over to Parksville to get with nature.

Anyway, enjoy The World Cup, and the world peace that so often comes with it, given that absolutely everyone takes time out to enjoy...

Birthday Photos...

In the interest of trying to get back in the habit of posting recent photos, here are a few from the Birthday Party. Thanks again to everyone for coming.

2... When you're so important you can refer to yourself twice... II

Let me start off by saying two things, followed by about 5 others. Thank you to everyone who came to my 2nd Birthday Party, or sent greetings and gifts from afar - I can honestly say it was one of my top two birthdays of all time. I mean that.

Secondly, I'm sure this posting will be a little disappointing in terms of photographic content for some of you (although, I figure I've got a lifetime to impress you). I will share some of the wonderful pictures soon, that will prove it was a well attended affair.

Celebrating this birthday led me to revisit a similar festival about half a lifetime ago. Boy, I could tell that little guy a thing or two now...

I'd start by telling him to always buy balloons that are four times bigger than his head. I'd advise him to eat the icing off of as many cupcakes he can find in rapid succession. And that no matter how fast he runs, Daddy's probably still going to catch him...

Dublin Eve & Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day everyone! In the words of one of my favourites... say hello to your Mother for me. I'm not sure if you've met my mum, but I'd be pretty confident putting her in a local Mother contest or arm wrestle. I'd put my Amma and Nanna in respective contests as well now that I think about it.

In case you haven't been reading the internet, it's my official birthday tomorrow. My party is later, but tomorrow is the day when I like to review my year. My guess is it will be quite the review.

My Dad called yesterday from Lima, we talked for a while and agreed he should probably be home for the big day, so he arrives at YVR at noon. I'm pretty excited. He said he was excited too. I may go to the airport early...

Approaching 2 Years Old... Social Calendar Heats Up!

Man oh man, what a busy weekend. I was on the go the whole time! (That's me on the right.)

By now, you'll most certainly be aware that I made a surprise appearance in the Kentucky Derby on Saturday. That was something. I was contender number 17 and finished a respectable 7th place - if you watch the replay, you'll note that I was as close as 5th near the end.

Let me explain to you why I was probably too tired to be competing at such an occasion:

• On Thursday I hosted my buddy Max for the afternoon and dinner - ended in horseplay
• On Friday I hosted Egga for pizza and a few games of Hysterics™
• On Saturday I had an intense lunch with Newman
• Later that day, I had a delightful dinner for two with Isabella - a lady friend

This will all climax with my insane birthday party that I'm hoping will bring the house down - now, how to get the parents out of the house...

Got Yer Nose & Record Store Day

I was enjoying the sun and having some tea with the lads at Arbutus Market Cafe on Sunday afternoon when I spotted a four legged friend at the next table. I felt the most appropriate form of introduction would be by way of a little game I like to call Got Yer Nose.

It seemed to go quite well, although he wasn't fooled. I discovered through further conversation that his name was in fact George.

While I've got you, I want to remind/inform you of Annual Record Store Day this coming Saturday, April 17th. Most of your nearby independent record stores will have promotions & a lively atmosphere, and will be delighted to see your smiling face. I'll be showing mine at Zulu... I might even see if George wants to come.

One Fish, Two Fish, Black and Blue Fish...

A couple of weeks ago, I went to my buddy Jasper's 3rd Birthday Party (although this was only the 2nd of his parties I'd been to). Once again, it didn't disappoint - we all ate wonderful foods, mingled, shared our frustrations & jubilations, and threw, kicked & ran.

Interestingly enough, it later turned into a bit of a fish bashing - something I was not previously familiar with. Eventually I took a couple of good natured swings (first time I've been able to swing a stick without any stern guidance to desist), and we learned that this particular fish had recently eaten loads of toys and candy. So let this be a warning to any fish out there looking to steal children's toys and sweets - you will suffer the wrath of the Toddler Army (and that kid in the red jacket is crazy).

In other news... Congratulations to my good friends at Pyrrha for opening their beautiful store in Los Angeles. I can't wait to see it in person.

Intelligent Juicing

I hope everyone had a good Earth Hour last night. I certainly did my part. Although I was mostly asleep, I left strict instructions to have my night lights, dehumidifier and tanning bed unplugged - those things suck the juice even if they're turned off.

As I was drawing up my Earth Hour plan over lunch on Saturday, it occurred to me that doing this sort of thing once a year is a little ridiculous. I was flipping through a recent issue of NatG (National Geographic's publication for 1 - 3s), and after digesting a piece on obesity in 6 month old domesticated dachshunds, I stumbled on a delicious article suggesting that until the grocery store shelves are bare, and water doesn't come out of the tap, the West will never really be proactive on Earth matters.

So maybe next Earth Hour, governments around the globe can make it mandatory, and flick the big switch for an hour... except for hospitals... and ice cream parlours.

Kiss me I'm here...

I hope everyone is having a good day, filled with festivities and fellowship. Today is a pretty big day for all things with Irish references... certain soaps, certain cereals etc. One can be sure there will be late nights tonight for Dublin, Ireland, Dublin, Ohio, and Dublin, Bailey.

I did my part by having a huge glass of green milk. It made me wonder why the milk I usually drink is always white... seems a bit boring now.

Or wait! Maybe it's originally green but people colour it white. Cows eat grass not snow, so... that's probably right.

Either way, don't lose sleep on that one, it tastes the same.

Thoughts of a 22 month old...

While I sat on this old yellow train as it slowly rumbled through the Arizona desert, I thought about all the things this old iron horse has seen. She's probably seen her fill of change, not to mention the first hand witness of events some of us can only read about: The Salt River floods of 1980, the height of Obey Giant that decorated her in the mid '90s or the Phoenix Lights of '97.

On the eve of my 22nd month birthday, it got me thinking about the things I've seen. Call it a kaleidoscope of excitement, blessings and friendship. So much so, it's sometimes a struggle to take it all in.

Anyway, I hope your last 22 months have been as fun and exciting as mine have, and that the next 22 are even more so.

Dublin does Arizona... from A to Zoo.

My mum and I had the pleasure of spending a week with a pair of my grandparents in Phoenix and the surrounding areas this week (we'll fly home tomorrow). My Dad even joined us for a few days after making a surprise appearance one morning. Let me walk you through some of the highlights...

The zoo was amazing - giraffes, baboons, rhinos... surely I've now seen all the animals on the planet.

We then went to see The Suns play The Pacers. This was my first NBA game since learning the game. It was tremendously exciting and loud. So many people sitting so close to each other, I wondered if they were all my relatives.

Later on, we spent a wonderful day in the sun where I met and enjoyed some cousins. Chuck and Barb have more cow pets than anyone I've ever met in my life, and more cool vehicles.

(I'm not saying don't mess with me, I'm just suggesting you really give it some thought first.)

As Chuck and I were talking business, he filled me in on something I had long suspected: When driving, honking is the most important responsibility of the driver, or the assistant driver.

Throughout the trip we visited many excellent restaurants and coffee houses which was great fun.

When dining, I did my best to finish everything on my plate at each sitting, and when in coffee establishments, I did my best to think about architecture, time travel and man's search for meaning.

But no matter where you are, when you see a chocolate cupcake, I've found it's always important to let someone know.

GOlympics!

It's no mystery that we're hosting the biggest party Vancouver has ever seen. Me and my little family have been going downtown on weekends and wow has it been busy, noisy and exciting. Above is a shot of me entertaining a group of foreigners with a move I like to call Hands in Pockets Tableau. Below was when we watched the torch go by our house - big crowds, and even more exciting... big trucks!

As an update, development seems to be on schedule - my training is a little inconsistent but we're getting there, I have full command of my thumbs for signalling up or down, and my Dad got World Cup England tickets. Wait... I mean my vocabulary is growing by the hour (latest additions include hockey, taxi, Rooney and hypothalamus).

I'll leave it there for now as we've all been a touch under the weather (nautical) and I should get my rest.
Go Canada!