I should list it on my resume: I am a great e-nun-ci-a-tor. The CBC spot went very well, although I sounded a little like a girl who suffers some kind of fluffy tongue disorder. 'Nuff said about that. I hope you were able to catch it. My in-laws listened all the way from Orillia. Thanks guys!
Anyway, I wanted to wish all Canadians, whether you're in Taiwan or Waterloo or anywhere in between... a very Happy Canada Day.
What does it mean to be Canadian? I think it's a rather Canadian thing to ask. Other countries don't seem to question their identity nearly as much.
But I do know that you're Canadian if you know who Relic is, and you have Canadian Tire money in your kitchen drawers, and you know that the Friendly Giant has nothing to do with vegetables, and you regularly talk to strangers about the weather and your snowblower is stuck on the roof, and you know what a toque is (and you wear one), and pronounce the last letter of the alphabet is "zed" and not "zee."
:)
May you celebrate with a cold Molson, a hot beaver tail or a Timbit, and a healthy serving of poutine. (Is there such a thing?)
Happy happy,
a
<tuesday june 29, 2004 - 7:49 p.m>
Have you ever heard the voice of someone's blog you read on a regular basis? I've only had two opportunities: once with Helene and the other with Mac. Both times it was pretty strange.
Well, if you tune into CBC Radio One (91.5 FM) tomorrow morning around 7:20 a.m EST you'll hear me pontificate about The Joy That Is The Local Wading Pool. If you're not in Ottawa, and you have a decent connection, I believe you can listen at the CBC Ottawa website.
About halfway through the taping I had a bad feeling I had something lodged between my teeth. If I sound like I'm pulling my lips over my gums, that's why. :)