Sunday, October 19, 2008

Homemade Reddot Sight

One autumn day

It's true, it is time that something is happening here. That fact that I took my sister by the neck t-shirt, was not put gasoline in the car (but should), and we started an adventure just to get to blog content .


should do this more often, dammit!

What happened today is that the door stood open at the Montmorency Forest, some 70 km north of Quebec, the Laurentians. The weather could not offer us more beautiful day for a final ride in the forest before the cold weather, we jumped at the chance to go out full of fresh air.

Parties at 9:30 this morning with walking boots, rucksack and mixed nuts and dried fruit, we took the road under the sky bluer, the clouds no more, as full of sunshine possible. It was mild in Quebec just pretty cold there, it was perfect. The day started under the tutelage of a very nice guide (at left in photo, not to be confused with larch), in fact, really a cool guy, who explained the mission of the Montmorency Forest: offer, all together, a forest-friendly activities (skiing, hiking, snowshoeing ...), economically viable (1% of the forest is cleared each year for forestry), ecology (5 "stages" of forest - of young to mature - to match the needs of each group in the animal chain), etc.. It was so interesting, such a beautiful project deforestation Intelligent or all white (100% forest autonomous and self-sufficient), or all black (clear cutting, forest massacre). Did you know that moose prefer young forests, where are the young shoots they eat? Similarly, they need a little more mature forest (20 to 40 years) for shelter. Lynx prefer slightly older forests, and trees in the section between 40 and 60 are ideal for forestry. Finally, the very old forests, where trees are over 60 years, many protected areas, especially for the growth of lichen (who needs about 80 years to regenerate). Currently, about 8% of forests in Quebec at this stage, the ideal number would be 13%.

short: it was for the theory. We also talked about the beaver, spawning trout, and lots of interesting stuff, including wolves (the subject of study and choice of our guide, traveling with packs).

was then lousse been released into the forest, and we were able to walk freely in our trails around Lake Piché, what we did - starting, of course, by forgetting the guide instructions and lose some. Once back on the trail (well, what was taken as such, although Canada has noticed, in the end we were not really over, in short, just outside the track, as they say), we climbed to a fire tower where we had a superb view over the forest territory. Strangely, all day, the gel was on the ground, never the sun (though very warm, pleasant) has managed to melt. Winter is upon us ...

(nice photo of a sheet lined with frost)

course, it was wildly amused. It was a picnic atop the fire tower, frugal meal of whatever was lying around in our respective pantries, we said stupid things that made us laugh, we took pictures which we have also failed laugh, and it was fine, it was good, which made us smile upon successful pictures.

We have seen a small Swiss and a big wild cat (also known as raccoon, for the uninitiated), and an owl woodpecker, but none of the three has been immortalized on film success with digital.

What was fascinating in that forest was the foam. All ground was covered with a thick foam and plump, it seemed so comfortable, in addition to dampen any noise that made our feet! Beautiful, really. In addition, he uttered the beautiful flowers on green and pink carpet!

On next picture, there is a lack of photographic talent Jobe:
- "Well, she is much too bright, this picture, what did you do?!
- I dunno, but anyway, I really pictured your shadow, eh?

It was a beautiful, really beautiful day, a perfect autumn day in every way, and no less perfect company! I love you, Bibi!

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Pokemon Heartgold English Freeze

Conversation

Tom: Bibi ... I have yet to insomnia last night, and the other before, and one from before ... I dunno why ... and I'm afraid of not sleeping again tonight ...

SoBe (muttering, asleep already): In the sheep ... zzzzz ... But you'll see ... zzz ... it is not easy. Either they go in all directions ... zzz ... or will not want to jump me when I try. (Bailey) Should be really focused. Concentrated ... you concentrate ... kind of one sheep ... focus now ... zzz ... trying to count sheep jumping fences one ... zzz ... then you fall asleep.

the morning.

SoBe: And did you count sheep?

Tom Mouip

SoBe: Not easy, eh, to discipline them?

Tom: Well you see, I had this problem too, but I solved it by having them jump in front of me like, say "vertically", as if I was behind them, to that they scroll horizontally, because that was where I lost and they were not listening.

SoBe: Not stupid! Try Tonight (like I need to count sheep to fall asleep ... the sight of a pillow for me is the same as the bite of a tsetse fly).

the evening.

SoBe: PfffHAHAHA!

Tom: Hey uh what?! I fell asleep, me!

SoBe: I tried your trick for the sheep ... hihi! I can not sleep, me, seeing my bum sheep jump behind the eyelids, ass after cock after cock!

Tom (Gromelle): Try the other way.

SoBe (after a commendable effort): This is not really better, Tom ... like that, they stare at me jumping and I feel they run towards me to get into it ... I can not sleep with your stupid thing.

Tom: zzzz ...

SoBe ... is malignant.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Restore Farmville Posts To Facebook Wall

Under the sun, the campus

Robin Hood and two Ninja Turtle wisely waiting bus. A hacker is housed in my basement. Dollarama is a shortage of lollipop colors of the rainbow, and everyone looks the famous 25 in the year when there were only very few made. On all sides, electrons, pigs, helmeted deities and cowgirls are reaching out to collect pennies, selling content to every wind of a lunch box filled dearly (ham bought at 7:49 precisely, yellow tomato, suckers mentioned above ...) or rules of grammar ( for 5o cents, you recite it for a dollar you sing it, and for two dollars, she was singing, dancing and you recite the word of your choice at the time of your choice). Eggshells and spots of ketchup and mustard litter the ground, the campus fragrant sausage, hot dogs, and beer companies engaged without release in case of 24 case of 24. The sun shines in all its glory, he who hid all summer is finally revealed to celebrate the fall. Oh yeah! University is at it again!

It starts softly, with over-halves, nothing serious yet, but we feel that the rush is already not very far. However, the last of our worries because it is so beautiful, and then we find the friends! This is an opportunity to celebrate as if we ever do would celebrate, drink like a fish before it is too late and you feel guilty for not being studying, and it time to relax on the many green spaces on campus, enjoying the late summer that does no desire to be trapped in a classroom on-conditioned. What a beautiful moment that first week!

the agenda this session, a course on language as a material expression (writing workshops on the art of using the right words to convey the right message), the Quebec novel (course on at work by Réjean Ducharme, given by the widow of Gaston Miron, one is the best in Quebec!), a course on short stories and another on French journalism in the nineteenth century (from 1830 to the 1st World War everything that led to modern journalism, and journalistic writings the great authors we do know that their novels generally [Zola, Balzac, Baudelaire ...]), and finally a course on various literary critics. A good program, I think!

that, I leave you, and wishes to those it does, an excellent session, and others, a good life, as usual!