Is that... Curry?

I’m feeling pretty good.  I swear if it wasn’t -16 and I wasn’t in a hotel room there’d be a blue bird twittering on my shoulder (not that, that wouldn’t annoy the hell out of me effectively cancelling the good mood).  The end of Castlegar is in site.  In two sleeps I’ll be in Vancouver.

I’m really excited about The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe and I’m expecting to go and see it at some point with Raph and Wifey while they are back in Vernon (so if your reading this don’t you two dare go without me!).  Last time I saw a movie with those two was the final Lord of the Rings right before they up and moved to Holland.  

Today I had the rest of the Indian food for lunch and of course there is a bit of a story to go along with it.  As it’s -16 here and I had left the food in the cab of my truck overnight it was pretty cold by the time that I was ready for lunch today.  So not having a microwave I did what any normal person would do and placed the foam container full of fragrant food on the floor in front of my space heater.  Now as time went on and the heater slowly did its new job of warming my lunch the aroma of curry started to fill my truck.  So here I was, a really white, blond guy, sitting in a mobile office at Cominco in Trail, REEKING of curry!  Wouldn’t you know it the first guy to walk in at this point was East Indian!  Moments after a Caucasian man followed right on his heels and of course both of them can smell the curry but they can’t see the curry and why would a blond white boy have curry in his truck?  So the Caucasian thinks it’s the East Indian, the East Indian can’t figure out what the hell is going on and I just keep grinning like a fool.  All in all a very funny situation.

*I just talked to The Baron and I’m not in fact moving out for the month of December.  My current living arrangement will continue as is. *