It seems that recent events mean that I really ought to update this post. Specifically:
I have traveled to only eight of Canada’s ten provinces, and none of the Territories.
Well, with the RAMPAGING SUCCESS OF THE EAST COAST BLOGMEET, this is no longer true. I have now traveled to nine provinces, although I confess I never set foot outside the airport in Province Number Nine. But I was cleared through Canadian Customs and made my way outside the secure area, where herself could come and meet me, so I was actually, technically, there.
I live only a few minutes from a very large amusement park, which I’ve never visited.
After this weekend, this is no longer true. Yes, at the ripe old age of *ahem*not-quite-forty, I finally got drawn into visiting this place. And it was quite fun, I have to admit, and not as crowded yet as it will doubtless become once the weather gets a bit hotter. I have to say, though, that I agree with Junior Ricardipus #1 that Scooby's Gasping Ghoster Coaster was a bit scary (not because of ghosts, but because it's a roller coaster. I believe a direct quote was something like "I don't like this very much!". JR#2, of course, went on it again.)
Those ones where you stand up and go round loop-the-loops: you will never get me on these. Not a chance.
There exist recordings of me playing synthesizers, piano, harmonica, electric, acoustic and bass guitar, and bongos.
OK, this hasn't changed recently, but ocarina and clarinet should be added to the list, as should drum machines.
I have two budgies that are older than my children.
Sadly, no longer true, as budgie #2 had to be put down earlier this year. At the ripe old age of 10-and-a-bit, and suffering from advanced kidney disease, it was time. Not at all a pleasant experience for any of us, but something that needed to be done.
Budgie #1, who is now pushing 11 years old, is still going strong. She's a bit more clingy than before, but otherwise seems to be holding up well in the absence of #1. Actually, they mostly just squabbled so maybe she's enjoying the quiet a bit. I think she misses him deep down, though.
As for the rest, I'd really like to do something about this one:
I have never been east of Paris, or west of Vancouver Island.
This one, on the other hand, I have absolutely no desire to update:
As far as I know, I have never broken a bone.